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Sam's father cleared his throat. " I would like to with my daughter, Samantha Kavana ( Kay-von-a) Manson. Heir To the Manson Estate, A happy Birthday. And may all the rest be just as merry." The rest of the Manson and Epson (Sam's mother's side.) clan raised their gasses in salute, to the future heir of the Manson fortune. When everyone had finished eating, it was time to open gifts. She received no less than what she expected. Mostly gift cards to Prada and other designer labels. She also received much, non-released to the public, softwhere. Her parents gave her a diamond necklace from some fancy jewelry designer, most likely Jacob. She also received a car catalog, Her parents told her to choose one, with the help of her 'friends', and that would be her gift for next year. She smiled and thanked them and invited Danny and Tucker back up to her room.

" Awwww Sam, The party was just starting. Why did you have to drag us away. Your cousin Ashley is CUTE!" Tucker wined.

" It just gets so hectic, and FYI Ashley is a guy."

Tucker winced and nearly gagged.

" Ummmm Sam. I forgot to give you my gift." he held out a package. " I know it's not much compared to what you family got you but here." Daddy handed sam a few black t-shirts that said:

"I am free of all prejudices. I hate everyone equally."

And

"It takes 46 muscles to frown but only 4 to flip 'em the bird."

" Thanks Danny!" She said giving him a hug and a small peck on the cheek.

Danny turned a deep shade of red and nearly phased through the floor. He would have if Sam's Grandmother hadn't come in.

" Samantha we need to talk...Alone" she said nodding to Danny and Tucker

" Grandma, anything you want to say to me can be said in front of my friends." She said sound a bit concerned about the tone of her voice.

" As you wish, Please sit down for this" she cleared her throat " This may sound very strange at first." She looked at Danny " But then again you and your friends deal with the strange every day."

Danny looked at Sam.

" No she didn't tell me Daniel. Lets just say people, well most people, in this family can 'sense' these things. Don't worry your secret is safe with me."

" Grandma, what exactly does this have to do with anything" she asked

" Well, Sam lately you have been going through some changes." she began

" Whoa!" Tucker yelled. " I don't want to hear about Sam's girl problems."

" That's not what this is about!" Sam's grandmother snapped.

" When I say 'changes', I mean strange occurrences. They have been happing to you this past month. Some as early as today. Remember how you couldn't get your locker open, and you yelled at it to open, the lock blew up. Oh, and in English class how the teacher told you to open your books. A 'gust of wind' came in and 'confidently' turned it to the correct page." he grandmother said using air quotes

Sam stared at her confused.

Sam's grandmother sighed " Sam these are no mere coincidences... Samantha Kavana Manson you are a witch."

Thats all for this chapter...

Just kidding. I woulden't do that to ya!

Sam stared st her dumbfounded. " I... I ..." but the words wouldn't come out.

" So Sam is all Goth, creepy and can be a HUGE bitch sometimes. That doesn't mean she's a witch." Tucker said brushing it off.

" SHUT UP TUCKER!" Sam screamed blowing up the computer.

Tucker swallowed hard. " On second thought..."

Sam stared at her fingers now glowing with dark energy. "Grandma...how...what...this...this can't be real." she stuttered

" Oh but it is my dear. I assume you want to know why now." she said pulling her startled granddaughter into a hug.

Sam nodded into her grandmothers shoulder.

" Well, remember how we told you that your great great grandfather invented wrapping cellophane around toothpicks?"

Sam nodded.

" That was a HUGE lie. You see your great great grandfather, William Manson, was the most well known Warlock in all of England. He started using his powers to capture small demons for small amounts of money. Eventually as his powers evolved so did the size of his jobs. He soon grew to be the most powerful and rich Warlock in all of England. When he was only thirty years old he met the love of his life. Kavana Klarkson. They soon married and gave birth to my mother, Lillian, their only child. When William turned forty he decided to retire. So he came accost to America with Kavana and Lillian. Since he was retired and had no more use for his powers he passed them on to Lillian on her 15th birthday. Who would later pass them on to me on my 15 birthday. I had planned to pass it on to your father , but needless to say I did not believe he could handle it. So I saved it for the next generation. Then you came along, and I knew from the moment of your birth that you would be the one."

Sam stared blankly at her grandmother. " So everything I have been told all my life was a lie?" she breathed out trying not to lose her cool.

" No my dear, if you choose not to accept the powers I can save them. You don't have to take them. Life can return to normal."

" Grandma, my life was never normal." she half-joked.

" I will leave you with your friends to decide. I will need a decision by midnight. The powers have to be transferred to you on your fifteenth birthday or not at all. I will not lie to you, it will be a very arduous task to master these powers."

Sam nodded and plopped down on her bed. Danny, silent through the whole conversation sat beside her.

" So what are you going to do?" he asked allowing her to rest her head on his shoulder.

" I... I think I'm going to do it." she sighed

" Sam, she said it was going to be hard to master them." Tucker added

" Things worth having in life are often hard to achieve." she said with a smile.

" I hope you do accept, I could always use your help in ghost missions." Danny said a blush creeping past his face. He stared at Sam, so confused with her head upon his shoulder.

" You know what, I...I'm gonna' do it." she said bringing her head up.

" We will be here every step of the way." Danny said placing his hand on her shoulder " I don't know if ghost powers are at all similar to witch craft. But maybe I can help you master your powers."

Sam nodded and glanced at her clock it was 10:00pm now. The guests had already left and Sam's parents had left to go to a business meeting in France. They always thought it better to get there a day before. Sam had given Henry the weekend off with a large tip, since her parents would be gone he would have nothing to do any way. So the only people left I the huge house were Sam's grandma, Sam, Tucker and Danny.

Sam took in a deep breath and headed to her grandmother's room, with Danny and Tucker following fatefully behind.