The Scottish Canadian Outlander

Chapter 1

The End is Only the Beginning. That is what I was told, when is set foot on Fraser land. But in what year? It can't be 2017. And its definitely not the 1960's. So that must mean.... I travelled back a bit more than 200 years. I was told, by a man named Murtagh Fraser, that it was the year of 1747. Which means the French Revolution never happened yet. Which also means, my family does not yet exist. Canada is not yet formed, so does that mean I actually exist?

I should start from the very beginning. Where it all started. Who I am. What I was doing in Scotland in the first place. And why I went to Criagh na Dun.

My name is Holloway Amber Whiston. I was born on December 23rd, 2000 to a couple named Amber Juanita Baker Whiston and Emmett John Whiston. I was born in the city of Saskatoon, Saskatchewan.  We were taking a family trip to Scotland, for my parents knew I had a thing for Scottish History. So, they took me to Scotland because I begged them to take me. I had found something that changed my life to get to this moment.

From Inverness, you could see the stone circles, which they (the Scotts) called Criagh na Dun. I was fascinated by the stones, so I decided to go for a walk. I walked to the stones, from Inverness and when I got their, I was mystified by the perfect circle they made. I was especially mystified by the stone right in the center. Then suddenly I heard a buzzing noise, and I felt a pull to the center stone. Slowly, I walk my way towards it. I placed both my hands on the stone. And in that moment I felt like I was being sucked up by a vacuum. Then suddenly it stopped, and I was laying on the ground as if I had fainted. 

I slowly got off the ground to get a hold of my baring's. Then, checking to make sure I still had my special jewelry on, I stepped away from the stones. Not to long after I walked away from the stones, a pair of unknown hands grabbed me. One went around my mouth, and the other, my waist. I was then gagged and blindfolded, placed on a horse or moving vessel, and taken somewhere.

We travelled for what felt like hours. And it was. But when the moving vessel stopped, my blindfold was taken off. My captor; who had long black hair and a dark brown beard; told me that we had arrived at Castle Lallybroch, home of the Fraser's. I was told to stay in the stables with the horses, while my captor went to fetch the Fraser's. When he came back with them, they seemed confused. Of course the three of them were talking in hushed tones. But they seemed like nice people. The man was buff like my dad, and the woman was smart like my mom. But when they first saw me, it was like they were looking at a ghost. They looked at my clothes; which I thought was odd; then they looked at each other. The man motioned to my captor with his head. My captor took off my gag. I was so happy to have it out of my mouth. It tasted like rotten wine. The man and woman kept talking for a bit longer, before they even talked to me. 

The woman turned around after nodding at the man beside her. "What....what year are you from miss?" The woman asked me. " 2017, why?" I answered. My captor, the man and woman, all looked shocked, but tried to hide it.

The man; who I just figured out was the Lard; walked over to me, and picked me up with ease. He set me down on the ground, by the beautiful brown horse I was just on. He then proceeded to smack my captor across the head. I giggled like a 5 year old. Then the woman walked over and took my hand. Leading me into the castle. "Come. Let's get you in some decent clothes. Those shorts and shirt won't do you any good here." She told me. I just nodded my head and smiled.

I didn't know what kind of clothes I would be put in, but I hope it wouldn't be a dress. We walked through the long halls of the castle, until we came to a set of doors. The lady opened the doors and we walked inside. She then walked over to a big oak wardrobe. She opened it and rummaged through all of her....dresses. I groaned in distain. The lady then pulled out a deep purple dress. I shook my head at the dress and whispered, "I don't like dresses. Please don't put me in that, that, that death trap." The lady just gave me a sad smile. "I'm sorry. But you need to fit in here. And while your getting changed, we could get to know one another." She said. When she spoke, I noticed a British accent.

As she was helping me put the dress on, we got to know each other. "My name is Claire Fraser. I'm the wife of the Lard here. His name is James, but we call him Jamie. I'm just like you, you know. I travelled through the stones. I'm from 1945. I was a nurse in the Second World War. What's your name miss?" She said. "M-my name is Holloway Amber Whiston." I replied. She smiled wider when I sad my name.. "What a unique name. Where ever did your parents come up with it?" Claire asked. I just chuckled.

"Well, you see, my parents are... interesting people. Their names are Amber and Emmett Whiston. My parents wanted me to have a unique name. So everybody knew who I was. My parents told me, that they knew I was going to be different, right from my first kick. My parents loved me. But not like real parents did. My mom told me that my hair colour comes from family long ago. I was fascinated by it, and wanted to learn more. So we came to Scotland to find out what clan I got my hair colour from. Then I woke up here." I told her. Claire nodded and finished dressing me. We then walked out of the room, back down the halls we came, and walked back to her husband and my captor.

When we got back to the two men, I was surprised of what came out of the Lards mouth. "Well don't you clean up nice fer a time traveller." This was the Lard of Lallybroch; Jamie Fraser; giving me a complement. I blushed and looked down at what he said. "Oh don't embarrass the poor girl Jamie. She's never been in clothes like that before. She's uncomfortable." Claire said with a giggle, while she walked over to him. Jamie just looked at me curiously. "May I ask what yer name is lass? And how old you just might be. And how it is you look almost exactly like Claire and I?" Jamie asked.

It was a few questions, but I knew it was rude not to answer, so I spoke up. "M-my name is Holloway Whiston. I'm 16 years old, sir. A-and I don't know why I have features like you two. M-my parents don't look like you two. My dad is buff, but that's it. But I don't even look like them." I looked down with tears in my eyes. "W-when my parents and I got to Inverness, Scotland, a man by the name of Andrew Jack Randall;" They both froze at the name. "he met us at the library there. Andrew showed us a book of the Scottish Clans. It had a brief description on each person in each clan. Both you were described. When Andrew read your description Claire, and yours Jamie, my parents and Andrew looked at me like I was a ghost. Just like the two of you did when I arrived. I-I'm what you would call a reincarnation I think. But I don't know who I could be reincarnated from."

Claire started to cry when I said I was a reincarnation. I think she knew who I was reincarnated from. She came running over to me, with Jamie following. I was then enveloped in a great big hug, with Claire mumbling the same thing over and over again. "Our daughter. Our daughter. Our daughter." Jamie just kissed her head and to my surprise, kissed mine as well. "We know who yer reincarnated from. About a month in a half ago we lost our baby girl. For you that would be over 200 years. But I think, for this to happen to you, God is giving Claire and I another chance at being parents." He said into my hair. "And yer name. Oh how it sounds like a Scottish lasses name. I would have wanted to name one of my children that. It's so unique, and us Fraser's are unique. Right Sassenach." Jamie said, with a few tears running down his strong face. Claire nodded. I just smiled and hugged them both back. As best I could.

"I-Is it alright if I call you guys m-mom and d-dad? M-My parents let me, but only around company. I had to call them by their names, i-if we were alone. And I never really knew why until about two months ago." I stammered out. Jamie and Claire just hugged me tighter. "We would like that a lot." Jamie said. I smiled. All the events caught up with me. I finally let the tears fall. And soon everything went black.

End of Chapter 1

Hey guys. So this is my new story. I hope you enjoy the first chapter. I will try and post my new chapters after they are finished in my notebook. Night.

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