A/N: I do not own The Woman in Black or any of its contents, all credit goes to Susan Hill and all those who worked on the movie, but I am responsible for my own OC's. No Copyright fragment intended. Thank you.

A/N: I only wrote this story just so that I can bring closure to myslef on what could have happened after the movie. I also noticed that the book was in first person mode, I tried writing it in first person mode, but it just didn't seem to work with me, so I wrote it in third person mode instead. I hope you all like the story.

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The Woman in Black:

Revenge of Grahame Kipps

Preface: Confrontation

He had no idea what he was doing apart from the fact that he had quite enough of this deranged – if he could call her deranged – spirit from taking children's lives just because she lost her own son. After what his cousin had done to stop her violent killing and reuniting her with her own son and then only to have her take control of Arthur's son to kill him – the end result was having Arthur and his own son killed by a train – played dangerously in the territory of Grahame Kipps's hands.

He sat in the dark waiting for something, anything to happen. He sat in the same rocking chair as Jennet would have sat in years ago when she was watching her son sleep.

Jennet, seeing Grahame sitting in her chair was playing dangerously close in her territory.

A human and a vengeful spirit at war with each other.

The night was dark and only the pale brightness of the moon brought light through the window of Eel Marsh House, where Grahame sat in Jennet's rocking chair, hoping that she would show herself to him.

Placed by the door to where Jennet's son would have slept, a monkey with tiny little symbols clanged playfully. Grahame turned his head slowly towards the toy monkey which made nothing but a dreadful and terrible clanging noise.

His vision began to fade to black, but only then did he notice that it was not his eyesight, but the room was going dark. The old curtains were being drawn shut on their own accord.

WHAM!

Grahame turned to see that the bedroom door had closed behind him.

He sighed heavily as anger coursed through his entire body.

"Ready to talk are we?" Grahame said standing up from the rocking chair. "Jennet!" he said her name violently with spite.

Grahame turned around and saw a shadow, an outlined figure standing in the dark with a black veil placed over her face, Jennet's white grey pale face illuminated in the dark slightly through her dark patterned veil.

Grahame's light blue eyes glistened in the dark as his eyes narrowed at the sight of Jennet – The Woman in Black.

A/N: This story will be a challenge for me over the next coming weeks, anyway, lets see how well we do in terms of reviews and viewers. Chapter 1 will be uploaded as soon as I have looked and proofread it.

Anyway, reviews would be nice from whoever reads this story.

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