AN: Hello everybody ^^ this is just a story I've come up with when I'm on the train to and from school. It just started as some lines which then became a full blown story, and I've been considering many different ideas, but I think I got a pretty good idea what his will turn into :P
This will be a multi-crossover with anime/manga, TV, Movies and might some books and games aswell -.-' The beginning is just a intro to my OC's, sorry about any kind of spelling and grammar mistakes, I've checked for it and a friend has read some of it as well ^^
Anyho heeeeeeeeeereeeeeeee's the story

It wasn't a very special evening, more like a normal fall evening just when the leaves has started to fall from the branches all brown and red. She loved it. The gentle breeze which tugged in her hair and her scarf, the swirling of leaves which danced with the wind and the slowly cooling weather. She was never a summer girl, it was way too hot and you had far too little clothes on. All her friends wanted to take her to the beach to show off their new bikinis they bought just for this summer. She didn't like the winter either, it was often much too cold and the snow always blocked all the slow trains, which were late in normal weather as well, and buses, which always left without her anyway. Sure Christmas was always sweet and full of life and joy and snow could be hilarious when you threw it in another person's face but she was an autumn girl. It was just like that.

She strolled down the small alley which was dimly lit with old street-lamps, they let a faint yellow light illuminate her road forward and she couldn't help but be mesmerized by the gentle colors which only could be conjured during the gentle autumn. She wasn't afraid to be out this late, she had been late for many nights and this evening wasn't special. It always came down to that. Nothing was special, not her fondness of the fall or her affection of the earthly warm colors which were conjured this time of year. She was all too unordinary, too imperfect, too half way from being one of the girls and half from being part of the guys. She was nothing special but she wanted to be, oh how she longed to be. She could never explain it, she just longed to be pulled into a story were everyone would be praising her for being who she was, not a halfling or a boygirl, but her. A place where she was wanted wholly and fully, were she could be completely secure. Exactly like now, when she was walking in the illuminated alley with the colorful leaves and the punk-rock music blasting in her ears. She could feel the wind wanted to lift her and she felt like flying, the leafs danced with her, the wind playing and the music thundering in rhythm with her heartbeat. She felt safe, home… secure. She was soaring.

As she was walking she didn't notice the shadow which was lurking in the shades of the small alley. It wasn't big enough to be a human, it could've been a cat or maybe a small dog, but it was watching her, noticing her movements and categorizing her body-language. It was calculating, memorizing, barely noticeable, yet its presence was heavy in the alley, if you could feel it.

She kept on walking, oblivious to the shadow which followed her in its quest of surveillance.

...

"Do you really think there are any strong ones in THAT country?"

"I can sense it Matthew"

"Yeah well your senses has dulled during the years"

"You're only 10 years younger than me"

"So? I didn't say you were old, only that your senses has seen its best days"

Sigh "We need to find the strong one"

"Now?"

"Yes, right now"

...

She was almost at her house now. Her beautiful small house, it was more like cottage than an actual house, but it had a big ludicrous lawn. There were three big trees on the lawn, a beech, an elm and an apple tree, all of them were half-full of either brown, red, orange or yellow leafs. There were also a bunch of bushes which enclosed the lot, they were completely bare and the ground had been covered in the bushes small leafs. There was a big driveway where two cars were parked, a silver SAAB and a black BMW. The house itself was a dark yellow tree house, it was one of the oldest houses in the village. Inside she could see the lights were on and from the chimney the familiar gray smoke was rising to the blackened sky. She felt delighted that the cozy feeling of her home radiated from the house, but not the secureness you should expect from your own home.
It is not what you would think. She wasn't abused or verbally shot down, her parents weren't crossed with each other or her, it was a normal home. She just felt… insecure there, something felt wrong. Like something was missing or was out of place.

She went in and the odor of meatballs in brown sauce and boiled potatoes hit her. She was pretty much starving because she hadn't gotten any lunch since one of her teacher had to talk to her about the upcoming school concert.

"Hi! Smells delicious" She said.

"Welcome home! How was your day?" Asked her mother who stood by the stove and stirred in the pan with meatballs and sauce. Her mother was as motherly as any ones mother, but she was constantly worried about her, and her siblings. She always tried to butt in on her life and frequently asked about how her day was, who she met, if someone had been mean to her and so on. Sure many mothers did that but she always thought her mother was superfluous.

"It was pretty good. We had the same classes as always and the same subjects. As boring as always… but my teacher talked to me about the upcoming concert which is going to be in a month!" She answered. She was pretty excited about the concert. Her band was going to play a few songs and it was their third "concert". Her mother looked tiredly at her, as if that news was something she has heard before.

"Sounds good, very good" said her mother breathlessly. As she had said that she returned to stirring in the pan "Diner is ready in about 15 minutes."

"Okay, I need to do some homework anyway" Said she. As she went up the steps with her back-pack she failed to notice the shadow which had entered the house and was gradually but surely following her up the steps through the shadowed areas of the staircase. It was still observing her, with caution it appeared, but it had changed its security and was closing in on her more and more.

...

"Are you sure you sensed something?"

"Yes"

"Are you sure it was in THAT country?"

"Yes"

"Can you say more than yes?"

"Oui"

...

She sat at her brown desk and was trying to concentrate on her chemistry homework. They were doing a hypothesis of how would different alkali metals react in different kinds of liquids, and what was produced by combining the two verticals. They were also supposed to establish an understanding of how much liquid they should use. This was supposed to increase their respect for different reactions and actions of chemical substances.

She couldn´t concentrate very well. Something in the background was disturbing her. It wasn´t a noise like a buzzing or piping such as tinnitus. It wasn´t a light that was blinking or flashed in her eyes either. It was more like a feeling that was constantly letting itself known, a feeling of dread that was sneaking past her and sent chills down her spine, but it was so unnoticeable that you wouldn't realize that it was anything but a strange feeling.

She suddenly shuddered and a nightmare from two nights ago flashed before her eyes, it wasn't in detail only a vague reminder of the dream she had awakened from. First there was a boy with black hair and a burning sensation in her wrist as if she had stuck her hand in an inferno but even stronger. Second there was an orange room with the smell of coffee and a sense of secureness and absolute trust, than it faded to a horrible scream echoing through black corridors with the sense of death imminent from the walls.

Her hand was instantly on her head rubbing out the creepiness which came from the vision… no, nightmare! It couldn't be a vision or anything like it because she never knew a boy like that… she thought… and the only room with orange walls was her classroom which held no secureness at all, than there was that scream. It was full of dread, panic, anger, loneliness and a feeling of something lost. She shuddered. It was a scream full of feelings that she could never understand, yet lately she was feeling more and more insecure about how she thought and felt.

"FOOD'S READY!" yelled her mother from the stairs. She closed her computer and shut her books. She shook her head to get rid of the horrible feelings she was experiencing earlier.

"COMING MOM!" She yelled back. As she was walking down the stairs she saw something in the corner of her eye. She was slightly surprised since it was something she felt like she saw all the time, but it didn't quite fit. She dismissed it as easily as she had seen it.

...

"I can't believe it…"

"What, what is it?"

"It can't be"

"Can't be what?"

"I think, I'm not certain, but I believe it's…her"

"WHAT! Are you sure?"

"I just said that I wasn't"

"oh yeah…"

...

The three of them sat in silence, only the TV was making noise, it was some kind of criminal show were someone had committed a murder and it was up to the main characters to find the murderer and haul him to jail. Same as usual… The food was good, as usual and her mom and dad were watching the show with interest, as usual. The night was as usual, nothing strange, just an ordinary evening in the fall.

How wrong they were. The wind started to howl outside restlessly, and the rain was pouring down on the window as it came in waves. It was a typical autumn weather, yet something was wrong, the winds increased and the weather started to evolve to something like a storm. The rain fell harder, the wind blew stronger and the sky darkened. But the family in the small dark yellow house remained oblivious.

AN: Okay so this was the first chapter… or maybe the intro, anyway, plz tell me what you about it ^^