This is a pastiche/parody and a work of fiction. Hope you like this first chapter

Chapter 1

I woke up lying on the floor. What was bizarre, was the fact that I was dressed in my street clothes even though I remembered wearing my pyjamas yesterday night. I even had my wallet on me. The room was even more bizarre. Indeed, not only were the walls green but the floor was too and the ceiling. Not only that, the walls, the floor and the ceiling were covered by an orange grid and the room was completely empty. What was most bizarre was the fact that it was not my room.

I tried not to panic since it is a useless thing to do in such a situation. Panicking is wasting time. Time, a serial killer might use to prepare to kill you.

I looked around for the door and found it even though it was difficult to see since it was likewise painted in green and orange as the rest of room. With my hand on the knob, I made a prayer to God,

"Please let there not be serial killers on the other side of the door."

I opened the door and stepped out. I saw three people at table killing cereals... I mean eating cereals. They turned their heads to look at me when I shut the door behind me. There was a pause where nothing could be heard other than the chewing of fruits loops. A pause where it clicked in my brain and I recognized where I was and -

"Aargh!" a member of the trio screamed, a fairly young petite brunette. "Who are you and where did you come from!?" She stood up and raised her spoon as to defend herself. I looked at the other two not-so-strangers. One was a young African American man in his late teens wearing Spider-man pyjamas, who looked quiet scared, the other one was an oriental looking young man wearing an Inspector Spacetime t-shirt and had a blank look on his face.

"Greetings. You may call me Elijah and as far as I know I come from an alternate universe," I answered truthfully yet dramatically, while my heart was beating fast. Not out of fear, but out of excitement. Why should I spent months or years brooding and complaining about being in an other world? I just discovered that alternate universes existed. And if this was just a very elaborated dream, who cares.

"Yeah... sure... and I will call the police," Annie responded and made to walk over to the phone when Abed hold her back.

"How many seasons?" he asked looked straight into my eyes while Annie was trying to escape his grip.

"Seven seasons, the last one was boring and the finale didn't even look like a finale," I answered knowing what he meant.

"I always said six seasons and a movie," Abed whispered.

"Oh, come on! Do you honestly believe this!" Annie snapped throwing her arms in the air.

"What I don't understand," Abed continued louder looking thoughtful, "is why you are here."

"Neither do I..." I trailed of thinking back to the evening before I went to sleep and determined what most likely happened. "Of course!" I shouted gleefully. "The CYOA!"

"The CYO-what?" Troy spoke for the first time.

"Yesterday," I started pacing, "I build a character for a chose-your-own-adventure, CYOA, for Worm before going to slee-"

"Is our chunk of the multiverse called Worm?" Abed interjected. It was an intelligent question.

"No it's called Community. Worm is a webfiction about a dark gritty superhero world. Do you have parahumans here?"

"Not that I know of." Abed answered baffled. "It is rather puzzling why you are here. Do remember the options you took, what perks and flaws you have?" Annie went back to eating cereals most likely thinking that I was one of Abed's special friends and that we were acting or playing a game. That, or enough weird things happened around her that she simply started to ignore it.

"And do you have superpowers?" Troy asked making an imaginary Kamehameha, the universal sign for superpowers. I was giddy thinking that I could really have powers, but being in this universe might mean that I didn't. I thought back to last night.

"Well for perks I picked Shattered Limiter which makes my power twice as strong. For flaws I took Leviathan, a boss monster capable of destroying entire cities to come after me and Without A Map, which is supposed to put me anywhere on Earth that is inconvenient, anywhere where the main plot is not happening. I suppose, maybe that is why I woke up in the Dreamatorium, but the flaw specified that it would still be on the earth where plot was happening." I explained to my captive audience.

Abed hummed stroking his chin.

"Maybe... the Dreamatorium diverted your displacement because of the logic-distillation... or maybe the description you read wasn't complete or updated." He told me thoughtfully.

"That might mean that your superpowers aren't the same." Annie interjected from the couch where she was watching TV.

"You are right Annie!" Troy whispered. Troy and Abed looked wide eyed and expectantly at me.

"Well," I started scratching the back of my head, "what I chose as an ability is power manipulation: using ten charges a day I am basically supposed to be able to build, copy, erase, modify and enhance superpowers. I am also supposed to be able to sense them." Which I could not do. I always thought that Abed had a fourth-wall-power but I could not sense it. There could be several reasons for that. Either I didn't have superpowers, or I had superpowers but couldn't sense them, or Abed's ability was simply hidden to me. The last possibility could very well be the case as I was not going to trust my superpowers blindly.

Both Abed and Troy stared at me, awed.

"Well try something!" Troy shouted at me exasperated. I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate on using my powers. Immediately I felt something warm happening in my head. It seemed fuzzy too for some reason. Nothing else happened after some ten seconds. Then I opened my eyes and saw it. About one meter away from me was an orb the size of a baseball floating in the middle of the air. It was a simple white with a ten written on it in a digital font.

"C-can you see this guys?" I asked in a small voice.

"See what?" Abed asked excited. Troy looked like he was going to jump up and down and all over the place. Even Annie looked at me worried.

"The small orb floating in front me."

"No, what does look like?" Troy asked, squinting his eyes trying to see something he could not perceive.

"It's white could fit into your hand and it has a number ten written on it."

"Ten charges," Abed and Troy said at the same time looking at each other.

"Come on boys playtime is over, your friend has to go home." Annie told us clapping her hands.

"Elijah, maybe you should make yourself a superpower so that we can prove to Annie that this is serious business and that it is to early for playtime." Abed advised me sagely. And he was right. I had nowhere to go and Annie looked like she was going to kick me out. I didn't want to stay if I wasn't welcomed and would immediately leave if I would have been asked to. Still, trying to convince her I was the real deal was the best thing to do. I looked at the orb and focused on it. I could suddenly feel the charges. Ten separate charges that felt like... mineral water was the best way to describe it. I tried to use one and smaller white orb left the first main one, the number of which changed to nine.

I looked back at the smaller one it also had a number on it, a one. I tried to put it back into the bigger one but it did not work, as I expected. I wanted an invisibility ability, so that Annie could literally see or in this case not see that I had superpowers. I thought about sci-fi concepts of light bending and other such things I have heard of, looking see-through to myself when I am invisible, and tried to push those ideas into the orb. I had a very limited scientific knowledge but the orb changed. Now it looked translucent. So the power is not limited to my own knowledge for it to function. I thought about making myself invisible and heard gasps from the other three people in the room.