Story Setting: After the game, end of homestuck. AU: Alternia and everything going back to normal...or has it?

AN: I'M BACK FRIIICKERS :3 hehe anyways I haven't written and posted on here in a while! Jeez, sorry I've had really bad computer problems once I found my ROTG story I had no way to type and go on :/ Anyways, this is my first homestuck fanfiction and I promise I WILL continue it! You know wwhhhy? Cause not only did I write it, me and my two other friends(including my moirail ^-~) wrote this! So its set out like entries from our OC characters as they go in the story. I write Emrald's entries! My moiral - Luna's and my great friend Daliah's. If you don't like that, well then, don't read! But I hope you do! We worked hard on it and now we're in the making of the 2nd book and a prequel Story! I really hope you guys like it, I'm so nervous epp . Btw I know how Emerald is spelled, but trolls usually have six letter names to yea. Oh, and I'll be posting three chapters at a time hopefully, depending on the feedback I get! TROLLS COME IN CHAPTER THREE AND FOUR SO DON'T WORRY! Feel free to leave a review! Now on with the show!

Emrald: Uhh what about said disclaimer?

Me: Oh yea...well I mean you all know I don't own Homestuck duh. Only Emrald & Oliver. Luna and Daliah belong to the authors I will post in another chapter aka my friends xD

Em: Haha yes cx NOW on with the show!

Chapter 1: Luna Deprivi

He was there. He was there. The one and only, and he had his hand in mine. This was the first time I had a sleeping dream this real about Gamzee Makara, my favorite homestuck character, and fictional crush. I almost squealed when that lazy smile spreads across his face.

I ws awaken by an infuriated ringing from my phone. I groans. Whoever it was that calling could wait. I let it go to voicemail as I turned on my side, pulling the covers over my head to block out the afternoon light. Suddenly, it began to ring again. With another moan and mumbling a couple of curses under my breath, I violently rolled back over, gripping the phone with frustration.

"What?!", I barked into the phone.

"I'm coming over," Emrald squealed into the phone.

"When?" I asked, confused. I attempted to rub the sleep out of my eyes.

"I'm on my way now!" I could hear the sound of wind in the background.

"Why are you on the way to my house at...", I paused to glance at the clock, " 1:35 in the morning?"

"First of all," Emrald scowled, "its 1:35 in the afternoon, not the morning. I can't believe you were still sleeping! That's so unhealthy! You-"

"Okay, okay," I groaned. "You don't like my sleeping habits. Get to the point!"

"Hussie updated Homestuck!"

"Oh. My. Gosh." I froze as my heart stuttered in excitement.

"I know I can't believe it either! So get out of bed, sleepy head, and get ready!" She hung up the phone, leaving me in silence, but my mind filled the room with sound as I jumped up from under my comfortable and grabbing a towel.

It had been almost a year since Homestuck updated! Everyone was left wondering what would come next, checking their computers day after day, only left with a blank. Emrald lost the ability to check after her computer was sent to the shop, her only means of information being her cellphone.

Emrald has always been obsessed with Homestuck, ever since she found out that one of the characters, my favorite at that, obtained not only her dame last name- but her same blood color as well. You see, Emrald and I know a secret that most HS fans don't. We are the proof of the existence of trolls. We're known as hybrids, a mixture between humans and trolls. Well, Emrald is. I don't really know my birth parents... What I do know is that I have horns and lime green blood, yet the skin tone and, well, reproductive organs of a human. Emrald lies with her mother, but her father left when she was about eight. I didn't remember much about her father, but she swore that she remembers every little detail. That wasn't all. There was a fan sight created, an imitation of Pesterchum, called Tiny-chum. When Emrald and I discovered it's existence, we automatically created accounts, my handle being misticHaze, and her's being crazySweet. Yeah, there are several imposers on the Internet, but Emrald promises she found three of the Homestuck trolls on Tinychum and talks to them every day. I was critical, especially since she wouldn't tell me their chum handles but hey, anything's possible. We're the proof, right?

I hopped into the shower the water burning my skin, as excitement boiled inside me.