"HEY! GIVE THAT BACK!" A boy shouted while chasing a vibrant red blur through the croud.
"NO WAY! COME AND GET IT, JAKE!" The blur, now identified as a teenage girl shouted back. She was holding a notebook tightly, which apparently was the boy's target.
"IT'S NOT FUNNY, NINA! SERIOUSLY!" The chasing continued for a little bit more, until the girl turned and paused into an alley. "Give it back, Nina."
"Okay, okay, you party-pooper. Here you go." She handed him the notebook and grinned smugly when the boy, Jake, glared at her.
It really looked like Nina and Jake weren't aware of the strange looks they received by people passing by. Nina Evans and Jake Grahams are quite the sight, indeed.
One is an ultra- hyperactive mathematical genius with a height of 1,57 m. and a mess of red hair, while the other is a 1,90 m. tall jock with native american origin and the personality of a puppy. Somehow, they manage to look like the most fitting couple in the universe.
"Don't do that again. Claire is going to kill me if I lose her notes! That thing is precious! You know she isn't lending it easily!" Jake grumbled as they made their way towards the centre of the town.
"Like I don't know that! Still, it's good to have fun sometimes! Jeez... for a jock, you sure are boring..." Nina answered while trying to avoid the lines between the tiles. She looked around and sighed.
Amity Park sure has changed. She read somewhere that it used to be a small, closed-up, ghost-infested town. While the occasional ghost appearances were still included, no one would even dare to call it a 'town' nowadays. I don't know if the term 'city' is relevant anymore.
Through the years, Amity Park has turned into a very promising destination for many. Holding the title of #1 Haunted Place in the World for 195 straight years has brought a lot of tourists in, along with scientists and various types of professionals, making it a city with a vastly uprising intelligence and significance level.
But Nina didn't like that anymore. She wants old-fashioned, she wants picturesque, she wants simple... she wants the Amity Park how it was 200 years ago, during the Phantom era.
She sighed again and turned to her pouting friend.
"Oy, don't take everything I say seriously, you big pup. Honestly, you're so huge yet even I can beat you with a single phrase... How you're handling the football team, it sure surpasses me..."
"Who takes you seriously? I was talking to you and you were into your own little world again!"
Nina sighed yet again.
"Fine, what do you want, Jake?"
"It doesn't matter..."
"Seriously, what?"
"I said it doesn't matter! We're here anyway." He said marching into a small- cafeteria.
'White Raven Cafe' was the name of the small DVD/book-store/internet cafe placed on the lower floor of one of the oldest buildings in Amity Park (counting more than 300 years at least), the Manson 's going to appear a lot in this story, better say a bit more about it.
An old-fashioned place,yet quite popular with the locals, cozy and friendly, followed up by a great variety of background music for every taste, White Raven cafe was definitely worth its fame.
Owners of the cafeteria that refused to be modernized were a young couple, that was using the rest of the mansion's floors as their house. A 19-year-old half-blind boy named Nedail "Ned" Tonnef and his fiancée, a 20 year old Goth named Alisson "Alie"Seetlop.
Ned was handsome, yet intimidating,with his clouded left eye and tall stature, but also overly kind and friendly with everyone, when Alie was little,adorable yet frightening,since she didn't speak at all beside the basic that was needed for the store, and had always a poker face with the most intense glare in her eyes (that were also scary...a shade of brown so bright it looked almost orange-y) eccentric with their own way.
Nina and Jake hurried into the cafeteria and towards a table on the far corner of the store. The target, a 4-person table was already occupied by two teenagers, a boy and a girl. The girl was the spitting image of Nina,only with straight hair and glasses, and the boy was of Middle East origin obviously, with a long black ponytail and handsome golden features.
The original occupants moved up their gaze to meet that of the newcomers and waved. Jake handed the girl with the glasses the notebook, and she hid it deeply into her bag while Nina took the two remaining vacant seats and began talking.
"Next time you take Arthur and search the town, Claire. There is no way I'm going out with that doofus ever again." Nina grumbled while sitting down.
"Eh? I am the problem now? Who was the one that took Claire's notes and ran around for two hours straight?"
Claire turned around to face Nina,eyes wide.
"You did what?"
"Jake, you're such a party-pooper!"
Jake sighed and threw a pitiful glance at Arthur,who shrugged apologetically. Jake sighed again.
"Did you at least do anything helpful?" He asked looking weakly at his friend, who had a smile of pity on his face. Arthur chuckled.
"Yeah, dude. Don't worry. We're almost done." He said, waving his hand towards a laptop that was placed opened on the side.
"Finally, some good news today. Did you find anything interesting?" Jake's eyes were now holding a hopeful look.
"You know that old movie...'Pirates of the Caribbean'? Did you know that most of the characters were actual people?" Claire, now calm and concentrated, asked generally to the new duo.
"Well yeah...we were the ones who found that out,remember?"Nina dead panned.
"Yeah...Jack Sparrow, Elizabeth Swan, William Turner...Blackbeard and Angelica,too! But obviously the storylines themselves come from various legends, and are no way in hell real." Claire answered, nodding her head.
"The thing is..." she continued, a small smirk forming on her face "...they all lived during the 1700s...but did you know Jack Sparrow had siblings? Two younger sisters,apparently. The middle one was actually Elizabeth Swan's stepmother, while the youngest...well, the youngest was the Bloody Queen of the Seven seas, Sagnant Talia (sagnant= Catalan for bleeding)." By the time she finished, her sister and Jake were looking at her dumbstruck.
"Wha...are you serious? Sparrow, Amelia Poletes and the Bloody Queen were siblings? And Talia was the youngest? Oh my God! Where's the logic in there?" Nina loudly exclaimed.
"If you think about it, she was one of the youngest piratines and she did die at age 20. So it's not that surprising." Arthur explained, calming Nina down.
"Quite the promising tale. We could work with that. And don't think we did nothing. Check this out." Jake smirked, pulling a middle-sized metal box from his backpack.
It was old and dusty and it looked like it passed through a tornado twice, but it still was sturdy enough. The colour was black, but what caught the attention of Claire and Arthur was a faint symbol on the top, colored white (once). It looked like a ghostly D, shaped to match the letter P inside it.
"I found it in my attic. It has photos in. Now we know what he looked like."
And then, Jacob Grahams-Fenton, opened the box with a click.
A/N: so this is my first try ever on a fanfiction. Please tell me what do you think. I have written only this much, and I'm not exactly sure when to bring out other characters, because the party has yet to start. I wanna make this a big fic, and I promise to do my best in updating^^. A big thanks to YAJJ and Deathfang17 for helping me out in those dark times of need!I owe you guys one! (Well, more than one, really) Fighting!