My Fate: My Twisted Fate

Chapter 1

So, I realized I should be putting this into chapters!

I hope you enjoy!

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The girl was dressed in weathered jeans, hiking boots, plain black T-shirt and a thick black jacket. She carried with her a backpack that contained a small blanket, a drink bottle and a pair of pajamas. She wandered through the woods; It was dark with only the moon lighting her way. She liked the dark. It made it easier to hide from, well, anything. Except vampires. Those things sucked. And not just in a literal sense.

She came to the edge of the woods, and standing before her was the biggest, darkest house she'd ever seen.

"I wonder if anyone lives there." She muttered to herself, as she started towards it. She trotted quickly across the grass, looking around making sure no one was there. The property was out away from town so she would have been able to see if anyone was driving up by the headlights.

She made it to the backdoor, and gently tried the door. Surprisingly, it was unlocked. Keeping quiet, she opened the door, stepped inside and quickly closed the door. It was a cold night, so if anyone was here, they would have noticed the blast of cold air. She saw she was in the kitchen and quickly went towards the opposite door. She heard no footsteps or opening doors. Either everyone was asleep, or the house was abandoned. She hoped it was abandoned. She needed to rest uninterrupted for at least four hours. She hadn't slept in two days.

She snuck out and up the stairs. She tip-toed passed an opened door and peeked in. She took two steps before returning to the door. She was meant to check the rest of the house for signs of the living but she couldn't help herself. Library. She had to look.

She stepped in and closed the door quietly. She put her bag down, pulled out the blanket and pressed it against the small gap underneath the door, then proceeded to turn the light on. It was brighter than she thought, and she almost turned it off again, but her eyes got used to the light, so she looked around. She walked slowly along the rows of bookshelves, touching each, and every book spine on the way past. She passed a book that didn't budge. Each of the other books had shifted slightly when she touched them. This one didn't. Intrigued, she tried to lift it out. It didn't move. The girl frowned. She crossed her arms and pressed a finger to her chin, thinking. This wasn't a movie. It wouldn't work. Surely not.

She reached out and pulled the top of the book down. She jumped back as it started to move. "What the...?" she whispered as the bookshelf opened fully. Glancing behind her, she stepped into this new room. The door didn't close behind her. The girl was grateful for that. She didn't fancy dying in some random hidden room where no one would find her for Lord knows how long.

She started looking around, careful not to touch anything. There were stacks of notes and blank paper, as well as pens, ink wells and a recorder. There were also more shelves with more books. She looked through a shattered pile of odd gadgets. That's when something caught her eye.

It was a strange looking stone, held in a dark coloured velvet box. She carefully lifted the stone out of the box to get a closer look. After a few seconds, it started to glow. Frowning with curiosity, the girl rubbed the stone slightly, but the glow had faded.

Shoulders slumped slightly with disappointment as she placed the stone back. "Oh. I was hoping I found something cool."

"You did. But who might you be?"

The girl jumped and spun around. Her eyes wide with fear, like a deer stuck in headlights. Standing before her was a man. A man that hadn't been there before. He was standing there, waiting for her to answer him. He had dark hair, but any other details about him escaped her. She was just too frightened.