Hi there! This is a real story, probably a one-shot.
I sat alone at my desk, wondering what to write about. I was on fanfiction. I decided to look at someone else's story. As I browsed the stories, something caught my eye. It read: This is all about guitardude10000000. He is my brother. I clicked on it. It told my entire life story! I wondered who wrote it. Then, I was sucked into the computer. I saw lots of green letters like on the matrix. I popped out in someone's bedroom. There stood a person that looked like he was around my cousins' age. He said "guitardude10000000, I am your brother." I remembered my mom telling me stories about having an older brother, but she gave him up for adoption." Chandler?" I said. He nodded. Tears welled in my eyes.
After we got to know each other, I finally asked "where the heck am I?" "California" he answered. He showed me his machine that he used to take me here. "I need your help" he said. "You see I have these… friends. They're special. I helped them out along with some of my gangster buddies. The Ghosts." I remembered that name from somewhere… HOLY CRAP. I fainted.