W00t!

Rated T for language during my author's comments. And future language in the next chapters. Vix loves to curse.

"This place is so freaking creepy, it isn't funny." The girl said to her friend, controller in hand. She had slightly-tanned skin, brown hair pulled back in a ponytail, and a blue hat on backwards.

"Shut up, shut up! I think he just said something!" her friend replied, shushing the first girl and pointing toward the screen. She had dark skin and braids, seven of them going down normally and an eighth one flipping over her ear.

The two girls sat in a dark room, the only light coming from the television stacked atop an older, obsolete television and from the computer screen on the first girl's lap, a laptop affectionately named Compy.

A boy named Raz was on the screen, standing in a dank, dark hallway.

After a short pause, during which the two girls looked at the screen, Raz's voice sounded.

"Well, here I am…

Up in the tower of the abandoned insane asylum…

Wearing a straight jacket…

And talking to myself."

The girl with the hat pushed the circle button a few times to take the straight-jacket, trophy, and painting off of him, then slowly moved the analog stick forward and Raz walked on screen.

There was a chittering sound and all of a sudden, huge, grotesque rats skittered out.

The girls screamed, and the first one mashed the buttons on the game controller…

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There was a blinding flash, and Razputin Aquato stumbled backward, surprised. "Wh-whoa!" he stuttered, throwing his arm up to shield his eyes.

There were two shrieks and several small explosions. When Raz looked back, he saw two girls about his age, maybe a year or so older, swooning in a cloud of green gas, released by the rats.

He waited until the confusion gas cleared before helping them up. "Are you two okay? Where did you COME from?"

The girl with braids clutched his hands, stumbling a little as she stood up with his help. "Oohh… what the hell was THAT?" she regarded him dazedly. "Oh, thanks, Razputin…"

She did a double take.

"Wait a minute, RAZPUTIN! Holy sweet Jesus!" she turned to scream at her friend. "VIX! It's fucking Razputin! FROM PSYCHONAUTS!"

"Eh wot?" The girl with the hat, apparently named Vix, mumbled, shaking her head clear. "Sakara, stop kidding yourself. Razputin's only in a g-, " she looked at the boy, who had a surprised, freaked out, WTF? look on his face.

She shrieked. "AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEE! IT IS RAZPUTIN!"

The computer still rested on her lap, but the confusion gas and the fall had shut it off. She closed the lid and stood next to Sakara. The two girls looked each other up and down and screamed again.

"We're SHORT!" Sakara yelled, dismayed because she enjoyed the fact that they, being the same height, towered over other people.

"WE'RE COMPUTER GENERATED IMAGES! Look at us!" Vix pointed to her back. She wore a grey hoodie and blue jeans that belled out around the knees going down. "My ponytail glitches into my hood, and your braids go into your back when you move your head!"

"I KNOW!" Sakara yelled back. She wore a black t-shirt with a white falling man on it and the caption, 'I do all my own stunts' under him, and jeans that split up the sides until it reached her knees.

Razputin, however, just watched the two, finally interrupting with a, "Okay, what are you two talking about?"

The two girls turned back to look at him.

"Err…" Vix started. "Well, uh… never mind! The confusion gas… confused us a bit!"

Raz gave her a look. "Well, yeah… that's kind of what confusion gas DOES."

Vix giggled sheepishly, while Sakara smacked her in the back of the head. "Don't listen to her, she's retarded. Anyway, I think it's time we be leaving…. Y'know, going back to where we came from…"

Vix tugged on her shoulder. "But we don't know how! I think we need to beat the game first!"

"Beat WHAT game?" Raz asked, close to pulling his hair out in frustration. These two girls made no sense. Lili was SO MUCH better than these, even when she WAS pissy.

Lili… He needed to save her from that Doctor Loboto! But the asylum freaked him out as much as it freaked them out. Maybe…

"Hey, are you two psychics?"

The two girls, who had been trying to come up with an answer to his game question, was startled. They were quiet for a moment. Then they busted up laughing.

"AAAAAAAAAHAHHAHAHHAHA! US? Psychic? No way!"

Vix gestured to herself. "Do I look psychic to you?"

"Yeah! Does she? Do I?" Sakara added.

As if on cue, another horde of rats burst from the wall, rushing at the two girls.

They both screamed, and the rats in front of Sakara burst into flame, while a bright-blue levitation ball appeared under Vix, who was pushed up and shrieked again, rolling into the rats before her, spears of blue psychic energy spiking the ball when it rolled and killing the rats.

Sakara accidentally caught one of her shoes on fire and ran around screaming until it went out by itself, and Vix lost her balance on the ball, falling backwards and landing on her behind. "OW!" she yelped as the ball disappeared.

Raz rolled his eyes and shook his head sadly.

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After he sat them down and had a little 'explaining' talk, the trio discovered that Vix had a skill for Levitating, which was no surprise, as it had been her favorite power while playing the game before she was in it, and Sakara was a natural Pyrokinetic. This was also no surprise, as Sakara loved to play with matches when she was little.

Unfortunately, the two couldn't do much else. They did, however, somehow acquire at least some of Raz's acrobatic abilities, so they were able to pole-ledge-swing like him, at least, for a little bit.

"Okay, so you two know what's going on?"

"Yup!" They both said in unison.

"And what we have to do?"

"Climb to the top of the tower!"

"Bingo," He looked at his two new companions. They both had a serious look on their faces, and Vix had grabbed a broke pipe from off the ground and thwacked it into her palm every once in awhile.

"Alright, then. Let's do this."

That statement was met with a chorus of 'w00000000ts!' and cheers.

The three turned and faced down the hallway that lead deeper into the abandoned asylum.

They were ready.

At least, they believed they were.

Cxxxll

OMGS. First chapter done.

Now, I've been reading all of the Psychonauts fan-fiction (which is very good, by the way. Lovin' all the Sasha and Milla ones XDD 3 ) and decided, 'well, shit! I'm gonna write one! We need more, anyhow!'

Anyway…

This is based off of a true story. My name is Vix (I swear to freaking god it is.) and my friend's name is Villeen, but we call her Sakara.

She slept over while I was playing Psychonauts for the first time, and those were our reactions for the upper insane asylum level. CREEPY. AS. SHIT.

I hate them fucking rats, I really do.

Only a few facts changed:

While we were playing that level, all the lights were on in my room. ALL OF THEM. We wouldn't have been able to stand it if they weren't.

We are, actually, thirteen, but I made us ten-eleven (Sakara's older than I am) to cut down the age difference.

The reason why I stopped there is because I'm a little rusty on what the level actually looks like. I'm currently replaying through the game, and I'm up to Waterloo World. Once I beat that, I'll be able to go into the upper insane asylum and get the level specs to accurately describe it. So… yeah XD

But other than that, this story is actually what would've happen had I mashed some sort of ultra-secret code onto the controller and transported us into the Psychonauts game.

I'm defiantly writing more, but reviews would make the story come out faster.

Love and Coca-Cola

Vix.