Chapter 1: Happy Birthday, Echo

Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the story and my OCs

It was a beautiful morning that day, as Echo woke up from her deep slumber that weekend. The sun peeked out from the window, shining into her eyes. Echo was a 15 year old girl-well 16 now because of her birthday today-with tan skin and black hair that came past her shoulders. She was nicely shaped, with an hourglass figure, nice sized breasts, and a big butt. To add to that, Echo had bright green eyes and a light spray of freckles across her face. This morning was special to Echo, for it was her 16th birthday and she got to do anything she wanted. No school today, she thought, sitting up with a big smile on her face. Little did she know that her little 9-year-old brother and 11-year-old sister had snuck up on her, a huge plate of food made especially for their favorite big sister.

Isabella and Brandon both had the same tan skin, but Isabella had light brown hair and Brandon had dark brown hair. Both of them had hazel eyes that changed color sometimes. Isabella had glasses with purple frames on, and she was wearing a bright pink night gown. Brandon had no shirt on but he had skeleton pajama pants on, with a pair of green Hanes peeking out of the top. They both popped out of the sides of Echo's bed -where they had been hiding out of sight- screaming "SURPRISE!" and setting a plate of breakfast on the blue sheets where they thought Echo's lap was. Echo squealed with fear, before realizing it was her siblings. She started laughing.

"Come here," she said, squeezing her brother and sister together in a hug. "It's your favorite," Isabella said, pointing to the big plate of food, "Three big pancakes, two pieces of toast, bacon and sausage, and some juice." Brandon held out a cup of cranberry juice. "Thank you guys," Echo said, causing the two kids in front of her to grin brightly. As they walked out of the room, Brandon called over his shoulder, "Mom left for her business trip, and Dad just left for work."

Echo smiled, carefully getting out of her bed to close the door. She sat on her desk, eating her breakfast and careful not to hit her computer. Hmm, I never realized how tall I am now, she thought, looking in the mirror across the room. Finishing her food, Echo changed from her black pajama shorts and pink t-shirt to some jean shorty-shorts with a brown t-shirt that said Hershey's across the front. She hummed "Paradise" by Coldplay when she walked out of her bedroom, carrying the empty plate and placing it in the kitchen sink.

Echo went to the living room, finding Brandon playing Sonic Riders. He was dressed in a plain green shirt with camouflage pants. Isabella sat on the couch beside him, rooting him on. She had a pair of torn flare jeans on with a red tube top. Both of them had their hair combed, and Isabella looked as if she took a shower. Echo sat on the other side of Brandon, her legs propped up on the coffee table before them. "Playing as Jet the Hawk, eh?" she said, noticing the green blur on the screen. Brandon nodded, his eyes still on the screen, "I want you to make an OC for me that looks kinda like him but he's turquoise. And his name is Kai. His personality is like Jet, but he's less cocky and way nicer. Plus, he's 12 years old and likes to ride on hover boards for fun, not to race." The kids knew that Echo liked drawing pictures of her OCs, and using them in stories about Sonic the Hedgehog. Her drawings were very beautiful, and she got lots of requests. Echo noted to ask Brandon the details of his character. Isabella stopped yelling, and said, "Can you make me an OC too? Her name is Rayah, and she's a brown hedgehog. Her hair is like Amy's, but longer. She has an orange streak in her hair with a few golden strands in it, a reddish-orange dress that goes to her knees, and some golden boots. She's from the future so she has that power Silver has. What was it called again?"

"Psychokinesis," I reminded her.

"Oh yeah, but the auras are always a light orange. And she's 15," Isabella finished. Isabella's always the one to give things in detail, Echo thought, memorizing the long description Isabella gave her. Brandon finished his race, throwing down the controller. "Alright, I'm bored. Hey Echo, can you switch the game to Sonic Generations?" Brandon asked, giving his best puppy dog face. Echo groaned and said, "Fine." Brandon pumped his fist while she got up and turned the Xbox 360 on, squatting down while leaning on the bottom right hand corner of the TV with one hand. Isabella knelt closely behind, curious to see that the Xbox 360 was taking quite a long time to warm up.

"What's taking so long?" Brandon whined, getting up from his spot on the couch. He didn't notice part of Isabella's pant leg sticking towards the side, so he clumsily tripped and fell towards Echo, dragging Isabella with him. Time felt as if it had slowed down, as Echo watched when her hand slipped into the TV screen when Brandon collided with her. Instead of breaking the TV, Echo's hand went into it, like sticking a hand into water. Soon, time sped up again and they all tumbled into the TV, tangled up in each other like tangled yarn.

Colors spun and swirled endlessly. It felt as if they were flying through neon lights.

Echo -getting very light-headed from the spinning colors- was beginning to see black spots dancing in her vision. They began to expand, getting bigger and bigger before blacking out all that she could see. Echo just closed her eyes, knowing that it would make no difference.

Echo felt fully conscious, but suddenly, her back hit something, as if she was thrown to the ground. She groaned, feeling her surroundings by touching the ground around her. Echo lay in what felt like soft, damp grass, like it had rained. She opened one eye. Then the other. Different shades of sparkling green were blurred together, soon coming into focus.

Saying her first thought aloud, Echo said, "Where the hell am I?"

Ooh, I hope I did the cliffhanger right. Yay, I got the beginning of my first series out! Hope y'all like it. Please R&R!