A/N First chapter of Book Two. It will start from Amma's POV (in the Otherworld) but will soon alternate...

Chapter 2.1

"My, my, Prudence. My boy's got a lot coming his way, hasn't he? What did he ever do to the Lord?" I speak. Even here, in the Otherworld, evil spirits lurk behind closed doors and I am still doing my best to stop them. I was sewing dolls, with my secret ingredients, to keep us safe. Me, Prudence and the Greats: Uncle Abner, Aunt Ivy, Grandmamma Sulla and Tywla.

"Amarie!" She gasped. "How dare ya speak of the great Lord in that manner! He always has his reasons."

"I'm sorry."

"Now, you ignore her, you hear me. She ain't have any idea what she is saying." Whispers Prudence, praying to her Lord. He used to be my Lord too, but I have long since lost my faith.

"It's just it's hard for me to watch, you know. He's my son and and he's been through more than any other 25-year-old has a right to have been through. But I know it's not your Lord's fault, it's Abraham's. Thank goodness Wesley finished him off."

"And good riddance too. He's been haunting me since the day I saw him behind the church. It was him that led me here."

"Have you been over to see Ethan recently, Prudence?"

"Can't say I have. It was probably a year ago in his time."

"You haven't seen her then?"

"Seen who?"

"My, my. Eve, of course."

"Eve? I've seen it in the evening, Amarie. I did live in Gatlin for decades."

"No, silly. Eve, Ethan's girl."

"What happened to Lena? Did they break up? She was a lovely girl."

"No. Eve is his daughter, and he is marrying Lena."

"How lovely. I will go over and watch it. Is she a good baby?"

"Relatively, but scarily powerful. She will one day be stronger than Macon and Lena combined and that is saying something."

"Who's gonna be stronger than Ethan and Lena?" I look up from my doll to see Uncle Abner, his bottle of whiskey clutched tightly in his hand.

"Ethan and Lena's daughter Eve. She's a Caster Wayward."

"Never a good combo, Amarie. I'd watch out if I were you."

I nod and put down my sewing kit. I gather up my bag of charms and step outside into the place I now live. The Gatlin that isn't Gatlin. The houses look the same, but everything is different. Everyone lives in the Graveyard, but the houses are the plots and the doors are Gravestones. I took up residence at Wate's Landing, 'cos that's where I moved on. The house is empty since Lila left. She was here to look after Ethan, but once I came the responsibility fell to me. Wherever Lila is, she will be happy. Waiting 'til the day Mitchell joins her, though I suspect Macon will sooner. That will be an awkward reunion.

As I step into my room I sense something wrong. The air feels too heavy, the smell different. I begin to feel tired, sleepy, droopy. I fall onto the bed and close my eyes, knowing something is drugging me.

Three Hours Later

"No!" I sit up, my voice which I rarely raise screaming out. "Ethan, no! Why? Why?" I am breathing fast, gasping for breath, trying to forget what I have seen, but it is no use. It was like the time I saw Ethan's death; I'd tried to change it but there was no point, the Wheel Of Fate crushes us all in the end. And I had no doubt that this is time there would be no loophole, no page in the Caster Chronicles that could be destroyed to change the events that were about to come.

I start to shake, my hands too unstable to even pick up a pencil. I need to warn my boy, but I can't. He can never see what is about to come; whether it is now or in 15 years.

Hi Everybody! I have rewritten the first few chapters of this story, and I will post them under "Beautiful Future - Revised" If you read them and think they are better, I will get rid of this story and just keep that one! Please review or PM me your answers!