Hello my dear readers! I am back from the stress of school. Today happens to be my birthday and I thought I would treat you lovely readers to a story. One I hope I can follow through. Enjoy and Review. Changed the name with an "A" rather than with an "E".

Chapter One

"How could you?" She said with tears streaming down her face. "I loved him." She looked up at them.

"I loved him," Alena screamed at them as she clutched her husbands dead body.

Weeks Later…

Her eyes snapped open and her mouth opened gasping for unneeded air. Her eyes looked around her to absorb where she was. Or rather what she was trapped in.

"No," she muttered urgently as she pressed her hands on the sides of the coffin.

"No, no, no," she repeated desperately, slamming her hands on the top of the coffin with all of her strength and to her horror, it didn't budge.

"Let me out," she began screaming for help. For someone to hear her. For someone let her out of her personal hell.

"Somebody," she screamed one last time in a panic as tears began their descent on her face and she cried.

It hasn't become too unfamiliar for her to cry. She spent a long time mourning her husbands death for crying to become her new partner in both life and death. God, how she missed her husband. His beautiful eyes that stared into her soul ever since they were small. His gorgeous voice that sounded as if it was music followed by his lips. Oh, how his lips curled into his playful smirk and lied against hers once. She missed him so much that she began exacting her revenge on the town, keeping her promise to him true.

But she didn't know how she got here. All she remembered was looking at the Bennett witch after she began draining that hunter of life and passing out. Therefore waking up into a nightmare she calls hell.

Suddenly, she felt a surge of power float around her coffin. Her breath caught as her senses of reality and her senses of her body began to return to her. She breathed in and caught the scent of two witches. Two very familiar witches and her eyes darkened as her face changed.

She snarled quietly to herself and was about to break out of her prison in a rage before a voice was heard in her mind.

Patience, My darling. Her eyes widened as the gentle voice resonated in her mind. We must wait till the young witch leaves to the tunnels and far from the cave.

Mother, she whispered in shock and was about to continue before the voice shushed her gently to be quiet.

She followed her mothers orders and waited. As her mother said, Bonnie left to the tunnels as her phone rang. She curled onto her side and closed her eyes as she waited for the signal that her mother would surely make.

There was a moment of silence before a loud bang and a surprised shriek was heard. She smirked and opened her eyes as veins grew underneath. She snarled and smashed her fists into the coffin which had the top fly off and hit the cave walls. She sat up as her face changed, calming down slightly and swung out of the coffin.

She analyzed the scene before she made her move. She quietly walked towards the back of the Bennett woman and smashed her fist gently as possible on her head. Alena looks coldly at the woman before looking up when the sound of a rustle of clothes was heard.

"Mother," she said before rushing to help her parent.

She helped her mother get out of the coffin before following her gaze towards the unconscious woman. She focused her attention back on her mother.

"I'm sorry," she whispered and her mother dragged her eyes away from Abby to her daughter. "I had no other choice." Mother smiled at her gently.

"It's alright, my darling," she said, laying a hand on the side of her face. "I understand." She sighed in relief, closing her eyes as a tear ran down her face.

"Now," mother began, wiping the tear off her face. "Lets reunite with our family, yes?" She nodded and followed her mother out.