Scarlet popped the 'Top Gun'soundtrack that she had received for her birthday into a highly decorated macintosh computer. It perched happily on her desk waiting to be used. Sharpied hearts, her name, and stickers had been stuck around [and some on] the colorful screen and base of the computer. It looked like a teenage montage of art.

'Media Player' appeared on the screen in an instant, and 'Danger Zone' started to play. She squeaked with happiness.This just so happened to beher favorite song in the whole world.

Something fell down behind her.

Scarlet turned to see her family's jewelry box laying facedown on the floor. She ran over in an instant to see that it had landed safely on a large purple pillow. Exhaling with relief, she started to gather the beautifully adorned jewelry carefully back into the box. She never thought that she would be so happy about 'forgetting' to clean her room. If anything had happened to this box..Well, let's just say her 'Top Gun' CD would would take a rollercoaster trip down the toilet express, or a joyride through trash city. Needless to say, she didn't want either to happen.

Scarlet stopped, and stood up laying the box next to an ever-changing fiber-optic lamp.

A small choker lay abandoned on the floor. She kneeled next to it observing the strange costume piece. Surely, it hadn't come from the jewelry box. Or had it?

She had been through the heirloom countless times as a little girl, trying on different rings and jewelry. But never before had she seen this.

A beautiful, mother of pearl shell was laced delicately onto a thin silver chain. She looked closer, upon seeing that there was another charm, this one glued to the face of the smooth shell. It was a gorgous, diamond filled cross, outlined with rubies.

Scarlet hesitated, outstretching her hand slowly. For some reason this seemed so wrong. But..why? It was only a necklace for God's sake! And besides, it technically was hers. After all, it had been in her familly for generations.

She shook off the awkward feeling and grasped the necklace in her right hand.

A soft warmth seemed to spill through her body and suddenly,

her heart felt lighter. Countless emotions started to fill her. Sadness, grief, hope, despair, stubborness, happiness, curiosity..and love. Her heart jumped when she was overwhelmed with love. With longing. Out of all the others that emotion stuck.

A white-hot sensation filled her hand and she dropped the necklace hissing with pain.

"What tha-??"

Her eyes drooped. All thoughts of pain and suspicion started to dissapate as her world started to dim and fade to black. Her knees slumped forward and crunched painfully under the pressure of her body. Her head fell forwards and hit the side of a shelf. Pain shot straight to her temple. But it wasn't because of the impact with the cursed shelf. Numbing pain started to consumer her. It was like cold fire.

The flames started to dissapate leaving her with bitter cold as she shivered, paralyzed on the hardwood floor. Wait..Hardwood? Her floor wasn't hardwood..it was carpet. Wine-red shaggy carpet!

Scarlet fought to stay awake, to resist the welcoming abyss but in the end it was all in vain. As her mind started to drift into darkness she could have sworn that voices were shouting around her.

Someone, call the Madame!

Darling, stay awake please stay with us!

Out of the way, let the Head Nurse through!!

Amina!!

...Amina?