Hello fellow readers! This is not my FIRST fanfic however this is my first suck into a universe fanfic and I hope I did it good and if not good at least OK.

Chapter 1: My Room to Africa?...What?

"Ugh, Aaron shut up already!" I yelled at my younger brother from the front of the car. He kept announcing that for like the tenth time when we got home he was gonna play the new game, Resident Evil 5, Mom got him.

"Oh, Anya, give your brother a break, he excited." My mom defended him. I sucked my teeth loudly enough for her to hear it.

"It's just a stupid game, its not like he doesn't have plenty. We're rich anyway."

"That's not the point honey."

"Yeah Anya. Be grateful for once." Aaron perked up. I threw him a glare and he shut up covering himself with his game. 'A couple more minutes and we're almost home.' I thought. I couldn't wait to get home and call my best friend, Tina Morales. She, unlike us, wasn't as rich. Sometimes I wonder why we were friends. It was so unlike me to treat 'lesser' people with respect but I supposed Tina was exceptional yet she was… expendable. Suddenly my thought was interrupted with my little sister, Jeanette, who began crying in the back of the car.

"Oh my god! Aaron, shut her up! I don't wanna hear that thing cry the whole way home." I told him. My mom threw me a 'look.'

"Anya! She's not a thing! She's your little sister! And when we get home that attitude better change!" My mom told me.

"Yeah!" Aaron barked from the back.

"Ugh!" I groaned in defeat, tucking a strand of my brown hair behind my ear. The whole drive home soon began silent. I began to think about what my brother told me. 'Yeah Anya, be grateful for once.' His voice played in my head. I shook my head. 'I'm grateful, I'm totally grateful, and if I'm not so what?' I thought.

10 minutes later…

"Finally!" I said as I stepped out the car and made my way towards the door to our house.

"Oh! Sweetie can you help with the bags?" My mom asked behind me. Oh now she wants my help! But before she was scolding me well you know what? No.

"Sorry mom! Gotta do something important!" I shouted as I opened the door and walked inside. I saw my dad sitting down watching TV.

"Hey dad, mom asked me to tell you that she needs help with the bags." I lied and ran upstairs to my room. I opened my door and took off my purple sweater then laid down on my bed and closed my eyes. After a while my mom came in and pushed my feet aside to sit down. I looked at her.

"Yes?" I asked.

"I believe you owe your brother an apology for being very rude to him and to me." She answered.

"I don't apologize and what did I do wrong? I was just stating the truth! Why do you act like some middle classed mom for?" I replied. My mom stood up angrily, putting her hands on her hips.

"Young lady! What's wrong with you? Every since we became rich you've changed a lot! And since you think I act like a middle class mother you can spend the night in your room! You should be thankful that we HAVE money because unlike us there are people who are scrapping by and have none."

"Yeah well were not 'scrapping' by now are we?" I said slightly raising my voice. My mom shook her head and then left. I need to cool down so I decided to call Tina. After the forth ring she picked up.

"Hey Anya! What's up?"

"Nothing just got in trouble for being ungrateful and unappreciative of the things I have and stuff."

"Well you do have the tendency of doing that." Tina answered over the phone.

"What are you trying to say?"

"That maybe you could be-"

"Whose side are you on Tina! You better be on mine."

"Well-"

Just then Aaron entered my room.

"Whatever Tina, who cares what you think, I gotta go." I hung up the phone before turning my attention to my little brother.

"Out you little demon." I barked at him. He looked at me and held out his game he brought before running near my TV and inserting his game.

"My TV broke in my room so I was gonna ask if I could use yours." He said closing the tray. I sat their with an astonished look on my face.

"No you can't! Now out!"

"Why not? Your not even using it!"

"Does it look like I care? Its MY TV so I can do what ever I want with it."

My brother stood their with a hurt and sad expression on his face. The TV still on with the words, RESIDENT EVIL 5, etched on it. He ran to the door and face me.

"Your so mean and ungrateful! I hope something so bad happens to you you'll learn to appreciate things! And you'll see how hard it is not being rich! And how lucky we are!" He left the room, closed the door, and stormed down the stairs. I shrugged and laid back down and fell asleep forgetting to shut the TV and game off…

I woke up drowsily and looked at the time. It read 9 o'clock. I sat up and noticed my TV was on, as was my game console. 'Ugh Aaron.' I thought.

I got off my bed and went to open my door to find it strangely locked. I tugged at it to open but to no avail. I began to panic abit and knocked on the door.

"Alright guys! This isn't funny!" I said tugging on the door more, this time desperately to get out. "Open the door guys! This isn't fucking funny!" I began to panic even more before sitting down again however I walked to my TV and pressed the off button… but it didn't shut off. I pressed it again…

"What the fuck? Shut off!" I screamed and eventually went to the power plug and unplugged it. I back up as I saw the TV was still on and working.

"How is that possible? I'm just dreaming yeah that's it!" I thought out loud. I went to my game console and pressed it to shut it off… and it didn't. I got frustrated and began to stomp on it until the TV began to turn static. I quickly stopped and backed up fearing for my life that the TV doesn't exploded. I quickly began to feel dizzy.

"Ugh…" I groaned before I fell unconscious and before I blanked out I could have sworn I heard a voice say, "Resident Evil…5!"

Many hours later…

"Ugh… what…where am I?" I looked around and noticed I was in a baron waste land, almost like a desert. The sand stretched on for miles to come and the trees looked like they were on the verge of death, struggling to survive. I slowly stood up brushing the dirt off my blue jeans and purple sweater.

"But I was in my room? How is this-" My rant ended when I saw I jeep in the distance. I new I would've had left it to who ever I was with to catch their attention but I was alone so I had to do it. I gulped and walked in their way, waving my hands in the air. The jeep slowed down and finally came to a halt. I jogged over to the jeep. The driver of it came out of it. He had brown hair, the front of it messy, a pair of shades on, a light green shirt that hugged his muscles, that caught my attention, a beige jacket on, gray-white pants, and green sneakers. I walked towards the man.

"Hi." I said.

"Uh, hi?" The man said with suspicious in his voice. "What's a teenage girl like you doing in the middle of no where?"

I laughed out of embarrassment and rubbed the back of my neck before putting my hands on my hips.

"Actually I don't know WHERE I'm at. If I did, I wouldn't be here captain obviously." I said rudely.

"Well your in Kijuju… in Africa." He stated with a confuse face on. Probably because I didn't know where I was at.

"WHAT! DID YOU SAY AFRICA?" I shouted very scared. I began to hyperventilate thinking about all the things I left behind… all my stuff.

"How did I get here?" I asked looking up into the sky...