If someone would have told her that she, Emma Clairmont, was going to end up in 16th century Scotland, well she may have not even ventured out that day.  But seeing as it was, the fate’s had decided her own future without so much as warning her of what was to come.  It had been a nice and NORMAL morning when she first rose out of bed, the cold air nipping at her skin as she walked into the hotel bathroom.  As she looked in the mirror that stood before her illuminated by the bright lights that she had just turned on, she noticed her skin was pale and her eyes red and puffy from the amount of crying she had done the night before.<br/><br/><br/>Why was she crying?  Well, to her that was the question of the century and one of which she had been asked a multitude of times while she had been staying in this country.  Why would she, in such a beautiful country filled with so much history and breath-taking wonder and lore, would she find herself crying herself to sleep at night every night? Well, that was actually quite simple to answer.  This was supposed to have been her honey moon with whom she believed was the best man on earth.  But, only he wasn’t and after she had caught him in the thrills of passion and with her maid of honor no less, she had felt utterly humiliated and devastated.  She had ran from the church, and disappeared for a few days, never turning her phone on as she blocked herself off from the rest of the world.  It wasn’t until a few days later that her own sister had managed to track her down and all but dragged her out of the bed and back into the light of day.  She owed her sister a lot really because of this.  Honestly, had she not found her, who knows where she herself would have ended up.  Because of this, Emma felt like she had owed her sister and seeing as she had two plane tickets out of the US and to the beautiful country that is Scotland, Emma had asked her sister to join her and now, here they were in Scotland, and where Emma found herself now, standing in front of the mirror eyes red and face pale.<br/><br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, she turned from the mirror and to the tub right as her own sister Olivia walked in.<br/><br/><br/>“I figured we could go visit one of the museum’s around here today.  They say one museum is in an actual castle!  Won’t that be fun!?” Olivia said perhaps a bit to loud for Emma as she flinched when her sister walked in already made up and ready to face the day.<br/><br/><br/>“Sounds great Olivia,” Emma stated as she turned the water on and eased herself into the tub after undressing.  It was then that Olivia’s eyes found Emma’s and Olivia gave her a knowing comforting smile.<br/><br/><br/>“It will get better I promise.  There is someone else out there for you.  He just wasn’t it.  Don’t give up.  Your lover boy will come and when he does, you will know it for sure, k?”<br/><br/><br/>Emma gave her a brief smile and a nod of her head before Olivia turned from her sister and began setting make up out across the counter.<br/><br/><br/>“Now let’s get you made up shall we?  Who knows?  Maybe you will find you a nice Scottish lover boy here in Scotland.  Can you imagine listening to his accent the rest of your life? Mmmmmm, I would envy you for the rest of my life,” Olivia said causing Emma to shake her head before giving a muffled laugh.<br/><br/><br/>“Perhaps you should find you a Scottish man then because I am not going to be out looking for anyone right now.”<br/><br/><br/>“Well we can still make you look pretty.  I don’t think anyone wants to see Frankenstein walking down the halls of a museum.”<br/><br/><br/>“Gee thanks,” Emma said with a roll of her eyes.<br/><br/><br/>“You’re welcome!  Now hurry up! You need to get ready!  The museums open up soon!”<br/><br/><br/>It wasn’t thirty minutes later after Olivia had tortured Emma to death, that Emma found herself in a pair of skinny jeans, faux fur and black suede wedged boots, a green sweater, and a black pea coat and so much make up that she felt like a clown.  She knew her sister only wanted to make her feel pretty but the concealer on top of the foundation, on top of bronzer, highlighter, and blush all felt a bit much.  Thank God she had foregone the mascara commenting that she had long eye lashes and didn’t need it  Emma would have for sure lost it if Olivia had come at her with that black liquid and combed it on her eyes.  Olivia had also put a nude color lipstick on her, but since it was subtle, Emma found herself liking the color.<br/><br/><br/>“Alright!  Let’s head out!”  Olivia called immediately taking Emma by the hand and rushing her out the hotel door and Emma couldn’t help the smile that graced her features and the warmth that spread in her chest at her sisters enthusiasm and love.  Thankfully, as she was rushed out the door her black purse was sitting on a table beside it.  She didn’t think her sister would have let her turn around for it had she not grabbed it.  She did like her sisters energy though.  Her joyful demeanor was very intoxicating and after being in her presence for merely thirty minutes, she could already feel the night’s depression slipping away.<br/><br/><br/>As the day progressed, Emma’s demeanor became even more joyful and relaxed as they moved about from museum to museum.  Gone were the thoughts of her ex fiancé as they were replaced with the history and fantasy that was Scottish lore.  She found herself smiling more, feeling happier, and all around feeling as if a small inkling of herself in the past had re-emerged slowly taking over herself again and pushing out who she had been when she had been with her ex fiancé.  In a way, she was regaining her identity and it felt almost liberating in a way, and she found herself relaxing.<br/><br/><br/>As they were leaving the final museum for the day, they decided to take a stroll through the natury trails that were located just a half a mile from the castle museum.  It was a beautiful evening, if not a bit cold, and Emma found herself smiling for the first time in a long time as she strolled along next to her sister.  The day had been absolutely amazing for her and she couldn’t help but feel thankful that she had such a wonderful sister who looked out after her. She was just about to tell her sister ‘thank you’ for all she had done when, out the corner of her eye, she saw something glistening a few feet away to her left from the path they were currently on.  Immediately, Emma stopped and turned causing Olivia to stop as well.<br/><br/><br/>“Emma?  What is it,” Olivia asked concerned as her eyes fell on Emma’s back.<br/><br/><br/>“I…” Emma paused only to squint her eyes in the direction of whatever was shining in the distance.  “I think I see something.  It could be someone’s lost jewelry.  Let’s go get it,” Emma said and as she went to step off the path, Olivia grasped her hand.<br/><br/><br/>“The people told us to stay on the path.  I don’t think it is safe to deviate from it,” Olivia warned as Emma’s green eyes found Olivia’s blues.<br/><br/><br/>“Relax will you?  What do you think a changeling or a will’o the wisp is going to get us or lead us astray?  Come on.  Those are just merely fairytales they tell their children and tourists.  It is fine.  Come on,” Emma urged as she took her hand from her sisters grasp.<br/><br/><br/>“No.  Stay on the trail,” Olivia warned once more and Emma gave her a playful eye roll and smile as she deviated immediately from the trail and began walking toward the sparkling thing that felt like it was drawing her to it for some reason.<br/><br/><br/>“Emma!”  She heard her sister yell, but it fell on deaf ears.  No way was she going to turn around now.<br/><br/><br/>“Relax Olivia.  It is fine.  I am fine.  There is nothing dangerous-“ Emma said but paused and crouched low as if something had gotten her causing her sister to scream for her.  Emma immediately laughed before standing and turning to her sister.<br/><br/><br/>“Relax!  I was just playing a joke I am fine,” Emma said causing her sister to mumble something under her breath which Emma believed to be some not so nice words before looking around once more in the grass for the sparkling item.<br/><br/><br/>“Just come on please.” Olivia begged once more.<br/><br/><br/>“In a second. I promise.”  Emma said as her eye caught the sparkling item once more and she reached out immediately picking it up only to be amazed by its beauty. It was a stone;  A green stone that seemed to sparkle like the stars as Emma held it up into the slowly fading sunlight.  It was beautiful and if she didn’t know any better, she would say she could hear voices emitting from it, but she knew that just to be the wind.  She wasn’t stupid after all.  But the stone surely was breath-taking and was probably worth a good bit of money.  Just as she was about to turn back to her sister, she suddenly began feeling light headed and brought her hand up to sit upon her forehead as she crouched over feeling a sudden rush of cool air over her body causing her to shiver.  Distantly, she thought she heard her sister scream before the said scream became indecipherable and Emma felt herself blacking out.<br/><br/><br/>She woke up moments later finding herself sitting on the ground, the stone in her hand as her eyes slowly adjusted to the fading sun and her head slowly stopped spinning.  Looking around, she noticed the air was a bit chillier and something about the forest was… off, thought she couldn’t quite place what was wrong.  Immediately, she stood but instantly regretted the decision when she felt all her blood rush in her body, causing her to be even more light headed than she was.  She called out for her sister then as she looked around for her, but did not see Olivia anywhere.  She called out a second time and a third, but still Olivia did not answer nor did her form appear.<br/><br/><br/>“What the hell is going on,” Emma mumbled to herself as she placed the stone in her purse before looking around once more trying to get her bearings.  It was then that she heard it, a shuffling sound in the bushes, a twig breaking behind her and as she turned, she saw two yellow beady eyes staring at her from the bushes.  Letting out a blood curdling scream,  Emma took off in a mad dash to get away from whatever it was that lay behind the bushes.  She could hear the loud thumps of the animal behind her as she did her best to run in the wedged boots not really made for this terrain.  She screamed for help hoping that someone would over hear her and come running to her rescue but it was to no avail.  Whatever was chasing her was going to end up killing her, she just knew it and where the hell had Olivia gone?  Had she just left her in the woods?  If so, she was really going to have to have a talk with her sister later.<br/><br/><br/>Looking back over her shoulder, she tried to make out what the animal was but she just couldn’t keep sight of him and as she turned around to look forward once more so she didn’t run into any tree, she found herself tumbling down a small hill and into a river of freezing water.  Another scream came from her lips only this time, it was muffled by the water.  She felt all her breath leave her lungs and as she tried to swim to the surface, she found her limbs going numb from the freezing temperatures.  It was at this time that she began praying and hoping that this was not how she was going to die.  The last thought to cross her mind before she passed out was why her sister had abandoned her too.  She was long gone and unable to comprehend anything when two arms finally pulled her from the rushing water nor was she able to comprehend their words either.<br/><br/><br/>“Eva, go an’ get the laird will ye?  He seems to have a strangely dressed red haired woman on his lands.”