Fanon:The Supernatural Diary Of Bella Goth

The Supernatural Diary Of Bella Goth is a fictional account into the disappearance of Bella Goth. This story is different and un-related to the previous Fanon:The Life Of Bella Goth story. It consists of diary enteries from Bella's point of view and occasionally from other characters point of view depening on who writes in the diary. This fanon is actually a game played by ke OfficialNathanBanks, but instead of uploading it to Player Stories I've decided to create it into a fanon. So everything you will read has occured in my game. The story is a Supernatural fanon and is based heavily on Vampires, Witches, Werewolfs and other Supernatural entities in the Sims game. This is different to my previous stories because it won't contain screenshots of the story, it'll just have a few pictures here and there. I just wanted to share this because the idea was just something I was quite proud of and I'm still playing the game now, so the longer I player the more diary enteries there'll be for you to read.

Pleasantview; December 26th 2003 - Introduction
Got this for Christmas and have no idea where to start, so I'm going to start from the beginning. My name is Bella Goth, previously Bachelor. I live at 165 Sim Lane in Pleasantview, formally known as Sunset Valley - I live with my husband, Mortimer Goth (obviously, I don't know why I had to say his second name, I'm starting this formally though) and my two children, Cassandra Goth and Alexander Goth (same goes for them two!!). I've never had a Diary in my life, I have no idea why I even need this, but my husband and my children are persistant in my writing everything down because it keeps things organised apparantely. I have no idea what I'm supposed to talk about it in here - there's nothing much to talk about with myself apart from the fact that I love painting, playing the piano and I have a bit of an obsession with the supernatural and paranormal. Being obsessed with things supernatural and paranormal was the first thing me and Mortimer bonded on, we both loved stargazing for aliens and I personally adored the tales of Dracula  - those books were my life. Of course that's not the only thing me and my husband have in common, we both love each other very, very much - that's most important! Mortimer's research has given him proof that different kinds of creatures exist out there, but there's no concrete evidence to suggest that it's actually true. Me personally, I believe it! There's got to be something else out there other than just humans alive, the world is a preculiar place and life itself is different to so many species. Why am I writing this? No idea, but this is my thoughts and...my Diary! So I hope these pages allow me to display my feelings and emotions, it may be boring, but who else will read this...really?

165 Sim Lane: Pleasantview January 15th 2004: 10:05am
Dear Diary,

Sorry for the neglection, I've been so busy with the holidays that I've had no time to write in you. Christmas has been wonderful, it always was my favourite time of year. It was Mortimer's first Christmas without his Mother and Father with him (Cornelia Goth and Gunther Goth), so the family really pulled together to make sure it was as painless as possible. Part of my chores today is to sort out their old stuff in the attic - Mortimer hasn't the heart to go through it, so he asked me instead. I promised I'd sort through it for him, I don't know what he wants me to do with it, but I'm sure we can find places for some of their stuff around the house. I'll let you know how it goes later.

--165 Sim Lane: Pleasantview January 15th 2004: 16:47pm--

Dear Diary,

Sorting out the in-laws things was harder than I thought, seeing their old stuff provided me with a few memories, memories I thought were long forgotten. I seem to have stumbled across an old necklace of Cornelia's, it's kind of strange, it was boxed and packaged very well, as though it was being kept hidden from something, or someone. The necklace was lovely though, it was antique looking, so I decided to wear it as I'm sure Cornelia would spin in her grave if she learned her necklace wasn't being worn - it did look expensive too. Everything else consisted of statues and old books, some of the books were really, really old - I'll go through them another time, but I'm sure the books won't be of any value. Now I have to prepare food for my family, Mortimer's working later today so I'm sure a nice meal will be exactly what he wants. This necklace really is lovely though...

--165 Sim Lane: Pleasantview January 15th 2004: 23:45--

Dear Diary,

Mortimer is stressed! The new buildings on the other side of town are complete now and Mortimer is having to work extra long hours to ensure the houses actually sell now they've been built. One of them has sold already, to a man named Lothario, so at least that's something. I've given him a neck massage, the stress has had him all tensed up and I hate seeing him in such a state. He told me the story of the necklace by the way, apparently it has been in the Goth Family for generations and his Father (Gunter) gave it to Cornelia as a token of his love for her. He said it made his Mother feel young and she always said it posessed special qualities that "Mortimer wouldn't understand yet". He was happy that I was wearing it and said it really suited me and he was glad that I was was wearing it - I was happy about that because I was terrified of him not approving of me wearing it or something, because I was really in love with it. Anyway, it was time for bed and I couldn't be more excited. I'll write in you tomorrow my Dear Diary.

165 Sim Lane: Pleasantview January 16th 2004: 04:30am
Dear Diary,

It's burning! I've been awake for several hours now, I woke up with a burning sensation around my neck, the necklace has left a permanent mark on my neck and my chest. I got the sensation around 2:00am, but I thought maybe the metal was rubbing against me, still I continued to sleep with it around my neck. The burning got worse and I woke up - I refuse to wake Mortimer with this, he's exhausted as it is. The necklace has gone, but the burn mark has stuck with me - it's really sore. No amount of cream has managed to ease the pain of it and the mark stings whenever I touch it. Why was it burning? It won't be a reaction to the necklace, I've worn thousands over the years and none has burned me this much - I decided the best thing to do was to find the box it came in and see if I could contact the makers - sure the necklace was made a very long time ago, but someone would have information on it. I went upstairs to the attic and found the box the necklace came in - there was no information about the make, except for a telephone number on the back of the box. Strangely, it looked familiar, but numbers usually do to me - it's a habit. I'm going to try the number in the morning, until then I'm going to try and sleep.

--165 Sim Lane: Pleasantview January 16th 2004: 11:30am--

Dear Diary,

Mortimer was very concerned about the mark on my neck, I told him everything - he thinks it's a reaction of some sort, I'll let him believe that, but I still wanted to phone that number to be on the safe side. So I did! I was quite shocked at who answered - Mortimer's Aunt, Agnes Crumplebottom. I'm not a fan of her personally, she's miserable and cranky, but it's understandable considering her husband passed away a few years ago. She's had it rough and I did understand, I just avoided her when possible. I explained everything to her, told her about the necklace - she wasn't very chatty, she just demanded to see me this afternoon along with the necklace itself. I'll take it, although like I said, I'm not fond of Agnes as a person, but if she can tell me why my neck was burnt from this necklace, then I'll sleep easy and hopefully find a way for me to wear it. There may be some medication I can take that would sort it out. I'll report back later...

--165 Sim Lane: Pleasantview January 16th 2004: 03:00pm--

Dear Diary,

Gosh! This is going to be one big diary entry. My visit to Agnes was more than...mind blowing - what seemed like a nice visit to Mortimer's Aunt turned into a huge revelation. I showed her the necklace and as soon as she touched it - her face changed! She dropped the necklace to the floor and sat in her chair. After eventually returning to normal, Agnes told me that the necklace wasn't years old, it was centuries old and had been missing for years and years. Confused? Not as much as I was! Agnes got out one of her books and showed it to me, it was a picture of the Crumplebottom and Goth family tree's. Apparently the necklace belonged to the ancestors of Prudence Crumplebottom, who was the Grandmother of Mortimer himself. The necklace was quite a powerful object in it's time, as it contained a source of mystical energy that would allow it's owner to have a large amount of power to attack it's enemy. Got that? Good! Because I was struggling to keep up at this point. Mystical power? Yeah right! I asked Agnes what she meant and how did the necklace contain this power. What she said next shocked me even more than the mystical energy mumbo jumbo. Apparently the power was sealed inside of the necklace by the Witch ancestors of the Crumplebottom and Goth family - Witches!! Yes, you read right...witches! Agnes told me that most of the Crumplebottom family were witches and that it has run through the family. Apparently Samuel Goth and Olivia Goth decided to test their magic with their friend, Prudence Crumplebottom - they discovered that they could create a large amount of powerful magic once their powers were combined. So they sealed it inside of the necklace, hoping to use it one day when it was really needed. Agnes told me that many other Supernatural entities have tried to posess the necklace since. There's more?! Yes! Witches weren't the only revelation. Agnes said that Vampires and Werewolves had made offers and were still searching for the necklace to this day. The most frequent was one of the oldest Vampire's in history - Ayden Van Gould. When I asked what happened to Samuel and Olivia Goth, Agnes said they died years ago - but their spirits were restless, although she had no idea where they were, or why their spirits weren't at peace. When I asked Agnes to prove that this was real - every item in the room began spinning in thin air - it wasn't my mind, it wasn't my imagination - it was in the air and floating like...like birds in the sky. Agnes told me that the necklace burning my neck was a sign...a sign that someone was aware it was being worn again - it was another witch somewhere in the world that was using their powers to find the whereabouts of the necklace. It's safe to say, I'm terrified! Agnes couldn't say if the spell had worked or not, but she did say that it takes a witch of high power to do a locator spell like that and that if the spell had been successful, I was in grave danger! Honestly? I have no idea what to think, I'm so confused and...well...I just don't know what to believe now. I've decided that after I've wrote in this that I'm going to dig out Cornelia Goth's old books from the attic, you never know what's in there...