dreamsforthefandom

So, I have a new story. Currently, the characters have generic names, but you can fill their roles. If you want, tell me and I'll change their name with yours or replace their name with another, since mine are too cheesy.

Prologue
A house. It was big. It was blue. It was a house. It was covered in trees, and there was no other house near it. The trees around it made possible the sighting of a pale pink colour beneath the blue painting. That due to the Baroness. Her husband had died. When? Well, it depends on time you’re reading this story. But that does not mind now. What minds is the story behind all this. A story of love. A story of anger. A story of sadness. A story to read… from the beginning to the end.

Chapter 1 - The Haunted Mansion
“Charles! Look!”
Her parents were very happy. Their daughter had been born. It was a rainy day, but light came to be.
“What will her name be?”
“I’ll call her… Lilly. I think that name suits her.”
“Me too.”
So much happiness… so much love… everything was ruined, one winter day.
“Don’t venture in the snow!” the Baroness said. But he did it. He did it… never to come back.
He was found, buried in the snow. As obvious, he was dead. Such joy that man had. But he was now, very pale, but with a smile on his face. He smiled until the end.
To the also happy Baroness, the days were sad now. Maybe that’s why she became so overprotective. Poor Lilly couldn’t do anything. She was locked in her room, in their big house. Her only friends were the books. In her 15th birthday, she was told the story of a house. A house isolated from others. A big, pale green house. A haunted house.
“I want to go there. Please, mom!”
“No, you’ll stay here!”
“C’mon mom!”
“No! You won’t go to a haunted mansion all by yourself!”
“But mom, you’d go with me…!”
“I said no!”
“…”
Lilly was said. But since everyone at the mansion was asleep, she escaped. She opened the window and ran away.
“Where are you going Miss Lilly?”
“Ah!”
Her Butler saw her.
“I’m going to the haunted mansion!”
“You can’t go there all by yourself!”
“But…”
“Let me finish! You can’t go there all by yourself, so I’m going with you!”
“Really?”
“Sure. The Baroness is too overprotective. You deserve to go there for being such a good girl. And it won’t harm to pay a visit.”
“Thanks Butler!”
“You’re welcome Lady Lilly!”
The two went to the mansion, but when they reached it, they heard a strange noise.
“W-what’s this?”
“It shouldn’t be anything. Didn’t you want to go inside Miss?”
“Y-yeah…”
“Then let’s go.”
“S-sure.”
She wasn’t used to the outside world, so she was easily scared. They opened the rusty door, making a loud screeching noise.
“Stay right behind me Lady.”
“Don’t worry. I’m not easily scared.”
The exact moment she finished her sentence, the door behind slammed with the greatest of strengths.
“AH!”
But maybe her scream was even louder than the door’s noise.
“It was just the door Lady.”
“Um… I knew that!” she said, but she still had a small, noticeable, scary tone in her soothing voice.
But the voices alerted someone in the top floor.
“Who is th…?”
But that person stopped talking. It seems as he had spotted something. The lights went off.
“We should go home Lady. We’re bothering people here.”
“Sure.”