Hey everyone! I'm here with another HON fanfic and am really excited about it. I hope you enjoy it as much as I love typing it.

The story so far...

The threat of darkness has faded and Zoey Redbird and her friends are finally able to live in peace and, more or less, settle in with their families. As a new generation rises, so does the power of the Houses of Night. But just as things take off on a great start, evil tempts to take another try, peering into the lives of the new and bringing back painful memories of the old.

Chapter 1

I step out onto the huge porch of our large lavender farm and stretch, yawning. The sky is pinkish-blue with the greeting of dawn and a soft breeze brings the scent of spring and warmth. I grin and hop off the porch, my legs itching to take a walk. A bird twitters somewhere nearby and a doe and her fawn appear at the edge of the farm. I freeze and slowly retreat. Jumping over an exposed root I head for the drive way, spotting my 2009 dark purple Mustang. I unlock the door and hop in. I slowly pull the veheical out of the drive way and make my way to town. Sunlight streams through my passenger window and I squint to see better. BUZZ BUZZ! I reach for my iPhone 6 and hit the green answer button. "Hello?" I turn a corner. "Where are you? I was expecting you an hour ago."

My mom hisses into my ear. I wince and giggle slightly. "Sorry mom. I slept in on accident." I stop at a light. "I'm on my way though." Mom sighs. "Okay. Where are you?" The light turns green. "About two miles from town." I hit the gas. "Alright, we'll talk when you get here." I hang up and toss the phone into the passenger seat. I turn another corner and gasp as I'm blinded by the rising sun. Reaching up, I pull the sun visor down and look back at the road, in the momentary distraction, I don't see someone walk across the street. "Fuck!" I slam down on the brakes, but a moment too late. The wheels skid and the car flips side ways. My head hits the roof and I black out.

Pain in my side wakes me up and I give a soft moan. "She's still alive!" A voice says, thought its slightly muffled. "Well, don't act so suprized." Says another voice. I try to move and hiss as pain lances up my side. "We need to get her out of there." Whines the muffled voice. "You think?" Comments the other. There's a click sound and my body falls to one side, my bad side. "Son of a bitch!" I shout. There's a deep laugh. "Well at least she can feel pain." I curse under my breath as my body is tugged out of my damn car and onto the pavement. "If you can hear me, open your eyes." I groan. "Fuck off." There's a snort and I open my eyes. Clear light blue ones stare back at me. "Thanks for joining the living." The owner of the eyes says. I blink to clear my vision. A tall older guy with black hair, doing a sort of superman curl thing and a uni-brow looking tatoo on his forehead leans over me. "Can you move?" He asks. I blink again and wiggle. Mistake! I curse under my breath again and take a few deep breaths. "Shhh. It's okay. Try again when your ready." The man says softly. I let my breathing return to normal and shift my weight. The pain is somewhat duller and I am able to sit up.

"Slowly, easy." The man soothes. I touch my hurting side. No blood? Huh? I look at my hand, but find nothing. "You're just brused." He says, pushing back my brown bangs. I open my mouth to speak, but my voice fails me. "Hmm, come get up and move. I'll get you a drink." The man takes both my hands and helps me to my feet. "Oh, but before that. Emma Stark,Night has chozen thee; thy death will be thy birth. Night calls to thee; harken to Her sweet voice. Your destiny awaits you at the House of Night." He grins as my jaw drops open.