Chapter 1

It begins

I don't own anything but my original stuff.

It was like any normal day for the Vietnamese English speaking fat boy Bryan and his normal brother Christian, boring and busy. It was almost like there was nothing to do in this world now. But that all changed one day. Also that fat boy is me.

"Hey Christian? Can I have one more slice of Pizza?" I asked.

"Shut up Bryan, you had four slices already." Christian replied.

"Hey I'm still hungry." I said loudly to him.

"Well that's not going to change my-"Christian shouted out until the whole room started to shake.

"Earthquake!" I shouted out in terror as I went under the table.

"In Ho chi Minh?" Christian added in.

Suddenly a crack on the floor suddenly opened as both of us fell it. Then, we saw a bright flash and fainted. Sometime later, I woke to realize that I lost most of my fat, I realized that I was in a recovery room, but not an ordinary one, everything looked like something from an animated movie. I got out of bed to realize that I was wearing a hospital gown, and looked at my left arm to see that it was a blue metallic robotic arm with three fingers and red glowing lights. My other arm was completely normal.

"Oh god, what happened to me?" I thought to myself, "And where the hell am I?"

As I found the door that lead to the hall way, I saw nobody as I walked through the halls, I saw frames of medical science related characters on the walls. But then, I heard two voices. It seems like they were talking to each other, but when I entered the room to my surprise I saw a short haired German man with glasses wearing a white reddish lab coat, red gloves, and long black jeans and had the medical logo on his shoulders of his lab coat. While the other one looked like a humanoid crab squid wearing a shorter lab coat with short blue pants and sandals.

"Oh god it's the beast from the black Lagoon!" I shouted out.

"Is he talking about me?" The Red humanoid creature asked the German doctor.

"I guess so?" He replied to him, "Sorry about that, but Zoiberge tends to freak out newcomers when they first see him."

"Zoiberge? From Futarama?" I asked myself.

"What's Futarama?" Zoiberge asked himself.

"WH-what?" I questioned.

"So you must be the newcomer." The German man told me.

"Newcomer?" I asked him, "What newcomer?"

"To be honest with you, its you." He told me.

"What? But where am I? And where's my brother?" I shouted out with question.

"Brother? Oh I haven't seen him, but what's your name young man?" He asked me.

"Bryan." I replied.

"Ah…Bryan, I'm the Medic, but most people call me Doc." He replied.

"Nice to meet you, but what do you look like?" I asked him.

"Well take a look." He said as he gave me a hand mirror.

As I looked at myself, my hair was blue gray with a Jade stripe, two robotic elf ears instead of regular ears, my left was red and cat like, and my feet were robotic with rockets underneath. Suddenly I dropped the mirror.

"IM A FREAK!" I shouted out.

"Don't worry Bryan, it's just a change when most real world beings enter the Mediaverse." The Medic told me.

"Mediaverse?" I questioned, "Is this where I am?"

"Yes, and I found this sword right next to you when we found you." The medic told me as he showed me a sword that almost looked like Link's master sword but had a dragon eye instead of a jewel in its hilt.

"So is this-"I asked the medic until I heard.

"Christian?"

"W-What?" I said in shock.

"Hey Bryan can you tell me what the Hell happened to me?" The voice asked until I realized that the Sword was my Brother.

"Christian?" What Happened to you?" I asked.

"I don't know, but I think my original body got destroyed." Christian replied.

"No wonder, you are a sword." I told him.

"Hey, why did you lose all you're fat?" Christian asked me.

"I don't know, maybe it we changed because we entered this world." I replied to him.

"If you don't mind, we have to get you dressed first." The medic told me.

"Oh yeah, can't go outside wearing this." I replied to him.

"Come on, they have something special for you." The medic said.

After some time changing my clothes, I was wearing white pants, a jungle green shirt, a belt, a gauntlet on my right hand, and a scabbard on my back for my Sword/ Brother.

"Are you ready to enter the Mediaverse?" The Medic asked me.

"I sure am!" I shouted out as the Medic opened the door to the city of the mediaverse.