*Hi guys! Autumn here with a brief message! So, first things first, my bold, italic, and underline thing isn't working because my tablet is kinda dumb. Sorry Fifi, but it's true. So anyway, my laptop doesn't look like it's going to be working anytime soon which might be an issue when it comes to writing these fanfics so, I'm doing the best I can but if you find weird typos or anything it's my tablet acting up when I post stuff. I'm also kinda busy and I can't post often (yet) because my parents believe that summer is a time when kids should be outside having fun and hanging out. My response to that was to get a sunburn and complain about how short I am. Also how pale I am. Pretty sure I'm a vampire. Okay, getting off topic again. For the millionth time. So far Teal hasn't posted anything but she will, trust me, she writes fanfictions on the computer when she's taking standardized tests. Also, this story may look like it's just a bunch of ocs running around being stupid but this is sort of the beginning to Autumn of Creation so the Creator is there and in later chapters there are raposa. There also will be other video game characters but I'm not counting this as a crossover because it really isn't. Welp, time to shut up and start the story. Enjoy and review!*

I've heard that all good stories start with a legend. To that I say, what if your story is a legend? So I'm starting a legend with a legend. A long time ago there were two deities. Brothers, in a way. One brother loved creating things. When he was young he would constantly draw, build, and listen to music. The other destroyed. If you went into his room in the mansion they lived in, everything was a mess. He broke things on purpose. He was sadistic, rude, but he loved his brother and refused to hurt him. Until the Creator brother got bored one day and made a new universe. You see, the main universe, the one you live in, has a bunch of universes surrounding it. The Creator grew slightly addicted to making worlds and made so many they started multiplying on their own. Only one universe worshipped the Creator. He decided that was his special world and the people there, the raposa, were his chosen people. He loved them like they were family. Eventually the Destroyer grew jealous and tried to eradicate the raposa. The heartbroken Creator had to choose between his only family, and his creation. He chose the creation. He and his brother met on the field of battle and they fought for three days without stopping. The Creator could have killed his brother, but he wanted to give him a second chance. The Destroyer simply smiled and in a moment of sanity, the first in awhile, grabbed his brother's arm and forced him to stab him through the heart. The Creator still mourns his brother's death on those three days. I've seen it. A thousand years passed and the Creator grew interested in watching humans. He found that many prayed to a god, the creator of their world, and he was fascinated by their religious beliefs. He found one lady that interested him in particular. Her name was Angela. She had Auburn streaked hair, blue eyes, and an infectious smile. He fell in love with her. She was one of the kindest people he had ever met. He saw her the day of the accident. That was when he made his move. All kind spirits have a choice in where they go when they die. It's kind of like selecting a hotel. Many places ARE hotels. Well, Mom didn't. Dad- I mean the Creator, darn I may have already given away my identity, dragged her spirit to the Realm of Creation and immediately started trying to win her affections. Mom told me stories. She said one time he painted roses on her bedroom walls that bloomed every spring and disappeared every winter. Her room always smelled like roses. At first she was determined not to love him but he was so sweet and persistent she couldn't help it. He proposed to her after he almost burnt down the main mansion trying to make steak. She accepted and they were married two days later. They loved each other so much that reality had to come, in the form of my older brother Hiro, and make sure they didn't let the worlds below them burn. The next kids were twins. My sister Summer, a sweet, immature, innocent kid at heart, and me. I am Autumn of Creation, and this is my story. From a young age I knew I was different. I looked like my mother while I had my father's eyes. Don't worry, this isn't like a reverse Harry Potter. My parents didn't die while I was a baby. Both of my siblings had my mom's eyes and dad's looks. Again, not Harry Potter, I met him and we are nothing alike. I was always the troublemaker. I was also the artist. My first word was paint and I had the amazing ability to cause things to explode. Mostly jars of ink, acrylics. One time I summoned a permanent marker and used it to draw on my arm. That was when I was three. I drew an almost perfect replica of Van Gogh's 'Starry Night.' I say almost perfect because dad stole the marker and removed the ink with magic. He did let me tattoo myself, but more on that later. I had almost no control over my magic and it was getting destructive. That's when I got my sketchbook and art studio. I found that I could bring my drawings to life, which got useful fast. I drew a television, computer, and a wifi box for the art studio. Then I drew a couch and a potted plant. I named the plant Jerry. Why? Good question, I'll get back to you on that. I managed to get human cable with magic so I had a nice place to go and do art. Summer found she had a knack for singing and Hiro was a writer. They had slightly smaller studios than I did. Probably because they didn't make things explode just by pointing at them. Dad was always cautious around me. Sometimes he acted like he hated me. It really screwed up my childhood. One day I snuck up on him while he was looking through some creation ink. Creation ink is this... ink that has some properties of creation. It can bring drawings to life but you can see the human world through it if you heat it enough. I stood on the back of the throne watching. Dad didn't know I was there. That's when I learned how to swear. He seemed to notice me just as the swearing started,

"Autumn!" I jumped and accidently fell into the ink,

"Hi!" He quickly pulled me out,

"That stuff is like acid! Only more dangerous, Autumn what were you thinking?" I brushed some of the now gelatin like substance off my shirt,

"I'm fine Dad. Besides, I never think. It gets in the way of being nuts." He sighed,

"Be careful."

"What, no magical kiss to make it all better? That's what you do to Summer."

"Snarkiness does not become you." I rolled my eyes. I took my sarcasm very seriously when I was a kid. Another thing about me, I'm lazy. Really lazy. So, Summer would always do something to wake me up early. One morning though something was different.

"Autumn! Mom's having a baby!"