Well, I've come across a block on one of my stories… caused by the idea to start two NEW stories, both of which I hope you enjoy.

Having been reading Scoobycool9's Reality Twisted and Wherever Girl's Missing In Fiction stories, I've become inspired to write something similar, yet a tad different (You can probably tell because of the rating this is under). Nevertheless, sit back, relax, and enjoy my new story…

Fusion Destruction.

Summary: When the three authors, WG, FF2, and SC9 go missing in action and the tooniverse and real-world begin to clash, it's up to some old heroes to once again ban together to restore order… with the help of some new friends.

And usual disclaimer, I own nothing.

Story is dedicated to Scoobycool9 and Luckycool9, Wherever Girl, Fangface the Second, and Tracker78 for their inspiration, and permission to use some of their characters.

~Prologue~

It had been five years since the defeat of Finneas and Time Lord, the tooniverse and reality once again in safe hands… if you don't count the ongoing disasters happening in the real-world and the fact that a lot of characters in the tooniverse are nut-cases… but nevertheless, all was at peace.

That is, until a portal opened and Tracker78 stepped through, entering the studios in which the Fangface Gang worked. "Mom, Dad, we've got a problem," she told her parents, Sherman 'Fangs' Fangsworth and Kasandra.

"Tracker! Nice to see you, too," Kasandra said, running up to her daughter, wincing. "It's been five years since your birth…"

"And six months since you've disappeared," Fangs sniffled.

Tracker nodded. This was the time-period that involved her being kidnapped, taken back in time to be handed over to two abusive foster-parents only because she was meant to go back in time during a catastrophe so she could help prepare the gang ahead of time to defeat Finneas and prevent said catastrophe and… yeah, it's pretty confusing, but we're denying logic here at the moment.

"I know… but there's a problem with the future," Tracker told them.

"Again?" Pugsy commented.

"Apparently, there always was one," Tracker pulled out a cam-corder, which held a video of an onslaught of violence, terror, and some weirdo streaking. "This is the year Astrid and Alan had left to travel back in time…"

"Oh, crud! Did they fade from existence?" Eric 'Antonio' Fangsworth (Formerly known as 'Baby Fangs', now 18), gasped.

"Aw man… and I was looking forward to having a half-brother-and-sister!" Kiff, the son of Pugsy, Brielle (and somewhat WG- long story), whined.

"You still do, knucklehead!" a voice snapped, and out from behind Tracker stepped a girl with black hair and a boy with blonde hair… and wolf ears and a tail. "And for the last time, our names are Jo and Sirius!"

"…And might I add it's weird that our mom reproduced with a cartoon-character she has never gotten along with?" Sirius questioned.

"I DID NOT!" came a booming voice, and WG stormed up. "I was his surrogate mom, I didn't take part in the… well, you know! …Good grief, did someone drop you on your head when you were born, son?"

"Nah, he just has that common cartoon-brid lack of intelligence," Nessie said.

Kiff glared at her- he and Nessie had a burning hatred for each other (though, Nessie wouldn't admit it, but she had slight feelings for Kiff). "Who let you in the story?!" he snapped.

"I don't mind!" Norm, Kiff and FF2's shared OC, piped up as he put an arm around Nessie… resulting in getting punched in the face. "…What a woman!"

"So what's wrong with the future, kids?" FF2 asked.

"Apparently, there's a kid missing from the future,." Jo told them, sheepishly. "You see, we sort of picked her up by accident during our time-travel…"

"We were going to take her back, honest! But some psycho-lady came tearing through the shadows and separated us from her!" Sirius stammered, then gave the authors a look. "And no, it wasn't that psychotic bitch, Kara."

"Darn, that was going to be my first guess." WG muttered, snapping her fingers.

"So who was it?" Scoobycool9 asked.

"We don't know… all we remember is that the kid hitched a ride with us in the TARDIS, ran out in Brooklyn while we were fending off the chick, and we never saw her again." Jo answered.

"I managed to come back in time and track her down. She's in the real-world, somewhere," Tracker answered.

"Why didn't you tell us this before you went back to your own time-period?!" Luckycool9 asked.

"Well GEE, LC9, it's hard to remember these sort of things when you're traveling back in time to help your parents, go through several years of turmoil and destruction, all the while try to pull off aliases and different identities, and restore your timeline! Wouldn't you AGREE?!" Sirius snapped.

The authors looked at one another. "Good point," they agreed together.

"So, what's this kid got to do with the destruction of the future?" Alexia asked.

"We don't know. Our dad just told us that we need to find her before that psycho-woman does first, tell her what's going on, take her back to her true time period..." Sirius began.

"Basically what I had to do," Tracker spoke up.

"So… how are we going to do it?" Gin, Biff's wife, asked.

"Well, from what we could figure out, someone took the kid into the real-world and she's been stuck there for the past few years. We should start there,"

"Already on it," WG said, opening a portal… to Amsterdam. "Whoops!"

Everyone arched an eyebrow, looking through the portal. "Um… what are those women doing in those windows?" Brielle questioned.

"CLOSE THE PORTAL, WG! THERE'S KIDS PRESENT!" Fangs shouted.

WG did so, blushing. "Sorry… I came close though, right?" she asked.

"Better let ME open the portals," FF2 said, having inherited portal-powers from Kiff, who inherited them from WG… once again, long story.

Opening the portal, they began to step through. "Better let me tag along, too." Scoobycool9 said. "I've had plenty of future-twisted experience myself… plus, I hardly get to see the real-world."

"You ain't missing much," Tracker told him, and the four authors stepped through the portal.

"I guess the rest of us should get started on finding answers in this world," Biff suggested.

"I'll call up Scooby and the gang… they won't want to miss this!" Alexia said, joyfully.

Everyone in the room dispersed, only Pugsy remained. "…Any chance they could cut me out of this story?" he asked the reader.

~0~

Months later…

The Mystery Inc. and Fangface gangs sat around the apartment lobby quietly, watching as the OC's walked in. "Well, no sign of them anywhere," Chance, Puggsy's younger, taller, and incredibly hansom brother sighed.

"We've searched the Kingdom Hearts realms, the Disney realms, the Nickelodeon realms… why, we even searched the HUB realms- not a trace of Shaun, Luna, Lizzy, or James anywhere!" Aaron sighed.

"Keep searching! They have GOT to be out there, somewhere!" Chris Howard demanded.

"Oh, great. Mom and Dad are MIA again…" Jo said to Sirius.

"Isn't there anywhere else to look?!" Kim asked, then turned to Kite, her husband. "Can't you use your bracelet to locate them or something?"

"I'm sorry, Kim, we've searched everywhere. They're nowhere to be found," Kite said, sadly.

"Man, talk about a lot of drama- and this is only the preface!" Shaggy commented.

"There is ONE place no one has looked…" came a disembodied voice, and the ghost of Edwin Miles Smith appeared, looking out a window.

Everyone stared at the ex-vampire, waiting for what he had to say.

Waiting.

Waiting.

Waiting….

Still waiting…

"Well, are you going to TELL us?!" Nessie demanded.

"Yes, yes, I was just pausing for dramatic effect! Sheesh!" Edwin sneered. "I believe that, if you cannot find them anywhere in the tooniverse, it can only mean they're still in the real-world. If you seek them, they should be there."

"Well, lets load up the bags and head to reality, then!" Samantha, Fangs' twin sister, exclaimed.

"Uh, there's a slight problem with that idea, Sam." Erica 'Anne' Fangsworth, Eric's twin sister, spoke up. "How do we GET to the real-world? None of us know how to open a portal!"

"We could have if 'The Tortured Soul' here didn't give away his powers," Nessie commented, taking a shot at Kiff.

"I did it to save Silver, you poor excuse for an OC," Kiff sneered.

"You're one to talk- son of a cartoon character who's show only lasted two seasons,"

"Better than being the OC of a couple emos with no personality, who disgraced the vampire and werewolf communities!"

"…That retort was a little long, don't you think?"

"HEY! Save the rivalry for later, you two!" Matthew, Brielle's taller, hansom, twin brother snapped. "We've got a crisis at hand!"

"…Why can't the authors just set the two up and put an end to the headache?" Eric joked… and Kiff blasted him with a laser from his fist. "I WAS JOKING, KIFF!"

"Yeah, we all know his heart is set on Gwen… or Di… or…" Lilly, Fangs' oldest daughter, began to say, then rubbed her chin. "Geez, Kiff, how many love-interests do you have?"

Nessie smacked her upside the head. "I'M NOT HIS LOVE-INTEREST, NIMROD!" she snarled.

"Alright, alright, you both hate each other, we get it! Can we just stick to the plot at hand?!" Luckycool9 griped.

"Right. We have to find a way to get to reality… any ideas?" Alexia asked.

The door swung open just then as lightening flashed, and in walked a boy with hair blacker than ebony with green bangs, wearing a black T-shirt with a white star on it, black pants, boots, two rings on one hand and three on the other, black leather wristbands, a black ski-cap, and around his waist disguised as a belt was a black snake with silver outlines on its scales and yellow eyes.

"I suppose I could be of assistance," he said.

"Who are you?" Sirius asked.

"Ezekiel Joshua Zecheccariah, also known as Anti-Twilight Forever,"

~0~

Yep, quite a bit to bite off for the prologue, but there's bigger things in store for… (sees Fangs trying to leave) HEY! Where do you think you're going?!

Fangs: There is NO WAY I'm sticking around for an 'M' rated story! I know what authors on this site write about with THAT warning sign!

Oh come on, Fangs, it's nothing bad. I'm not going to include anything perverted or lewd or 'mature'. I'm not that kind of writer,

Fangs: You promise?

Yeah.

Fangs: (walks back in) Okay, I'll stay.

Yep… the rating is just there for the language, violence, and traumatizing scenes we're about to face, but nothing that includes- OH GET BACK HERE, YOU PANSY!

Fangs: -is already out the door-

*sigh* While I try to bring Fangs back, please review… but don't flame.