Chapter 2
The red-haired young sleuth Daphne Blake sat on the floor of the attic of her parents mansion, having found an old trunk filled with books, jewelry and other items; as she looked through the books and papers Daphne could not believe her eyes, not to mention she rubbed them a few times in disbelief just to make sure what she was reading was accurate.
Inside the trunk were records of the Blake family history, including a complete family history, records of the family's births and deaths, and other items including some peculiar looking jewelry, which included a stunning necklace with consisted of a long gold chain and a purple gemstone at the end; Daphne then tried on the necklace and walked over to a nearby mirror to see how she looked, as you might expect Daphne loved the necklace and despite the fact that her parents might have a fit if she took it, decided to wear it, at least for a while.
The red head next looked through the papers and books, and it was in one of the books that Daphne got possibly one of the biggest shocks of her life; the book consisted of the story of the Blake family after they immigrated to the United States from Scotland and their trials and tribulations in America, including their danger prone history which Daphne winced a little at; but towards the middle of the book Daphne came to a page with a complete Blake family tree and what she saw would start something that would change her life.
On the portion of the page that described the family in the 1600's, Daphne was shocked to learn that one of her ancestors, a woman named Melissa Blake was burned at the stake for using witchcraft when she lived in Salem, Massachusetts; reading on Daphne discovered that not only did her ancestor use witchcraft, many members of the Blake family practiced witchcraft in secret, so as not to arouse anyone suspicions, considering they might want to make a Blake barbecue if anyone found about each family member's witchcraft.
As she read on the red head became engrossed in reading about the history of the Blake family in terms of witchcraft, albeit trembling a little as she turned each page; Daphne had naturally never believed in the supernatural until a few years ago, but was surprised to learn that so many strange things happened in her family's history.
Daphne then continued to read on and was quite shocked to find that her own grandmother was a witch and that there was an entire line of witches and warlocks in the Blake family, mostly coming from her mother's side; for the red haired sleuth it was all too much to process and she even thought about closing the book and taking a long shower, but she read on, although as she would discover she probably wished she didn't.
The red haired sleuth then continued reading and found out thankfully that while it looked like that while her grandmother and other family members were witches and warlocks, the gene pool apparently thinned out when it came to her parents, which relieved her a little; that is until she came to her own name in the book.
"Daphne Blake, date of birth, height, weight, hair color; hmm, everything looks norm…" the redhead began reading that is until she stopped in mid-sentence; the reason she stopped was because along with her all her vital statistics, it also said that she was a witch, a 100 percent bonafide spell casting, broom riding witch.
"No, it can't be! I-it just can't be, I can't be a witch, I mean witches are old and ugly and warty and I'm nothing like that, although Samantha from Bewitched and Sabrina Spellman are witches and they're not old or ugly; but those are fictional witches and I'm a real person, well I guess there's only one way to be sure, I have to ask my parents and I think maybe the gang might want to hear this too" Daphne remarked to herself.
So with those words the red haired sleuth gathered up the book that she had been reading along with a few papers, in addition to making sure she was still wearing the necklace that she found and walked out of the attic; she then locked the door behind her as she walked back into the hallway that contained the attic and back towards the staircase, she then found the stairs and walked back down them and into the main living room of the palatial Blake estate.
When she walked back into the living room, her mother was still reading and her father was still doing some work on the computer, however this was to be short lived as the red haired sleuth's mother looked out of the corner of her eye and saw Daphne walking into the room and sitting down on a sofa near where her mother was sitting.
"Hello Daphne, I didn't hear you come in" Mrs. Blake remarked.
"Sorry about that mom, I didn't want to disturb you while you were reading" Daphne replied.
"Oh that's alright dear, I was just finishing up with my book anyway" Mrs. Blake responded as she placed the book on the sofa.
"So what were you reading?" Daphne asked.
"I know it sounds silly but it's an Agatha Christie mystery novel" Mrs. Blake answered.
"What's so silly about that, I love reading mysteries and this one's one of my favorites" Daphne replied as she picked up the book and looked at the cover.
"I should have known, although when you have a daughter who solves mysteries for a living, I guess none of the novels are as exciting as any adventures you've had Daphne" Mrs. Blake said with a smile, while chuckling a little.
"Actually mom, these novels are about as exciting as anything I've gone through; although I tend to like the books better, at least nothing happens to me in these" Daphne replied as she placed the book down on the sofa.
"I would imagine so, after getting kidnapped, meeting a real warlock and capturing real ghosts and monsters, not to mention other things" Mrs. Blake commented.
"True, but we did capture all those villains or at least the phony ones" Daphne replied.
"Yes and your father and I are very proud of you and the rest of your friends for doing that, right George?" Mrs. Blake said as she turned to where Daphne's father was sitting.
"Absolutely" Mr. Blake replied, as at this moment he was turning off his computer and proceeded to walk over to the sofa where Daphne and her mother were sitting.
"But mom, dad, I always thought you guys wanted me to go into business or modeling or something like that, I always thought you guys hated the fact that I was a detective" Daphne remarked, somewhat confused.
"Nonsense dear, we're proud of you no matter what you do for a living; when you were a reporter for that magazine, we thought that was great, when you hosted that television show, that was great, and when you solved all those mysteries with Fred, Shaggy, Scooby and Velma that was wonderful as well, simply put we are proud of you no matter what you do for a living or what you are" Mr. Blake explained.
"Aw thanks guys, you two are the best parents anyone ever had" Daphne replied as she hugged her parents, while a tear ran down her cheek, which the red head managed to catch with a handkerchief.
"By the way Daphne, we know you are in love with Fred, and we completely support your relationship, also we talked to Fred's parents a while back and they supported it as well" Mrs. Blake said.
"Mom! I never tell anyone about Fred and me, why did you tell them?" Daphne replied, somewhat red faced that her parents would do something like this.
"Honey, it's been kind of obvious that you two really like each other and it's like your mother said, we have no problem that you are boyfriend and girlfriend" Mr. Blake remarked.
"Well, I am still a little embarrassed that you would talk about that with Freddie's parents, but I guess it's okay, and I'm glad you both approve" Daphne replied, still blushing at what her parents had said.
"Just do us one favor Daphne" Mrs. Blake remarked.
"What's that mom?" Daphne asked.
"When the time comes, make sure and visit us when you have kids; your father and I have always wanted grandchildren and hopefully we can pass some things down to them" Mrs. Blake replied.
"Don't worry mom, when the time comes, I'll bring the kids over for a visit" Daphne said, chuckling a little, while she still blushed a little, not to mention her cheeks were still a bit crimson.
"Good, we're looking forward to it" Mrs. Blake replied.
Daphne sat on the sofa in the main foyer of Blake Manor happy as can be, her parents had told her they were very proud of her and that they greatly approved of her and Fred being a dating couple and boyfriend and girlfriend; but something was still bugging her, she wondered to herself why she had found items that told her that she was a witch and that she came from a long line of witches and warlocks, not to mention she was a descendant of a Salem witch and that her grandmother was a witch, so she decided to do what any red blooded American woman would do, she asked her parents about it.
"Mom, Dad, can I ask you something?" Daphne wondered.
"Certainly dear, what is it?" Mr. Blake asked.
Author's Notes: Hopefully everybody likes how I end each chapter and enjoys how I ended this one; I think cliff hangars work really well as far as Fan Fiction goes, so that's how I've decided to write most of the time.