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"Interesting." Said the amethyst-eyed ghost as she stared into the crystal ball. Her name was unknown to most except to Maya, the Gothic Princess, and Maya always insisted she call her Master, 'Milady', which the ghost hated since it made her sound old.

The crystal ball showed mist forming around, swirling in different directions. In the middle stood a girl talking with her friends. This girl indeed looked like her. Maya was not lying. She smirked. Perhaps this girl could prove useful.

"Maya! Come here immediately!" she ordered. A flustered Gothic Princess entered quickly, fixing the hem of her dress. The amethyst-eyed ghost paid no attention to the fact that Maya could have been busy, but instead, kept talking.

"Maya, find out anything about her that can help me. Understand?" Maya nodded.

"Yes Milady." Maya turned to face the Gate.

Maya moved her hands in a circular motion. "Morahora!" she yelled, and the gate opened. Maya rushed to be let out of the mansion, but turned to face her Master.

"I will not fail you Milady!" she said once more, and soon a portal was created and she left.

The amethyst-eyed ghost sighed, and slumped onto an armchair.

She sat about, thinking of her past.

Enter space

Maya appeared in Amity Park, conveniently, in front of Sam's mansion.

'Wow… this girl is just like my Master… perhaps she is a reincarnation? No… that is not possible.' She thought. She turned around. What luck! The girl was heading this way…

How unfortunate. So was the Halfa.

Maya sealed her presence with a quick spell ('Yatoroy!')

Yes, Maya, the Gothic Princess was a mage with control over Goths. Maya wore a smug look; it seemed as if the girl was a Goth. That made her job much, much easier.

She flew down to hear more of their conversation. Along with them stood another boy with a PDA and wore red barrette. (That's how you spell it, right?)

"Yo Sam!" spoke the kid with the PDA. "Where are you parents?" he asked as they entered their home.

"I think they're on vacation. From what, I have no damn clue."

'So… your name is Sam, is it not?' thought Maya. She looked outside the Mansion. The name Manson was engraved on it.

'So Sam Manson. Rich Gothic girl.'

Enter space here

For the next few days, Maya was spying on Sam, watching her every move. Although it was becoming harder for her since she was using up most of her energy to hide her presence from the Halfa.

Sam was at school at the moment. Maya thought she needed a break, ghosts need to relax too. She laid herself down on Sam's large bed. She knew she should be watching Sam at school, but still…

The door to Sam's room opened, revealing Sam's mom.

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