XFurubaX: Ok, for everyone who enjoyed my first Degrassi Sci-Fi/Horror fic, your bound to love this one! It to, is sci-fi/horror with a little romance, a little more violence, profanity and some sexual activity, just warning you. Otherwise, here is the first chapter and enjoy =).

It was late in the school year when Audra decided to move close to the school. She was tired of her kids waking her up a six A.M. to get ready and rush out the door to catch the bus. She decided if they lived closer, they could ride their bikes and make it in time. Hell, they could walk it, just not wake them up at 6 AM and have they're cranky and tired father leave for work at 8. She figured that would also help problems for the next school year to.

It wasn't the prettiest house, nor the ugliest. Audra liked it immediately upon seeing the beautiful back porch, and upstairs deck. The kitchen was beautiful, cabinets for everything, and a nice refrigerator. Two living rooms, (they called one the family room and one the actual 'living room') both with TV's and couches, a lovely used baby grand piano in 'the family room', although none of them knew how to play. They couldn't sell it, nor afford to move it out, so they kept it as a decoration. Drew's room would be right next to what would now be Adam's. Adam's bedroom window led straight out to the front yard and the other houses nearby; he could see the neighborhood kids playing outside. None of them were his age, 8-10 year olds, playing hop-scotch, jump rope or four-square. He sighed, he missed his old neighborhood already as he started to unpack.

Drew wasn't crazy about his new room either. Not only because he could see the school in the far distance, but because it was small. All he had room for was his bed, and his backpack. Unlike all his basketball junk that he used to keep shoved in his closet and various other spots of his room at his old house, he now kept them shoved in a corner in the garage. He slumped back onto his new bed. It was incredibly hard and lumpy, unlike his other mattress, he'd hopefully remember to replace it before he went to bed that night. He looked at his open suitcase and thought about how he'd pile all of his clothes into his new closet. He let out an aggravated sigh and forced himself to start unpacking. It wasn't until after he finished unpacking when Adam noticed the extra door in his closet. He just finished putting his shirts on hangers (as his mom requested) then turned to his right, just another depressing window, then to his left.

A door.

He figured it just led to the attic. Yet he was a little nervous when he reached for the knob. He had no idea why, but…It gave him a feeling as if something lived up there. Maybe rats or spiders which Adam really didn't mind as long as they didn't make its way to his face. He slowly turned the knob and swung the door open. Just stairs. He slowly made his way up, when he looked around there was nothing but cobwebs and dust. Lots, and lots of dust. He sniffled, it was hard to breathe up there. Then suddenly something slapped their hands on his shoulders and yelled. He let out a frightened yelp and he nearly leaped in the air before turning his head around. It was Drew, his usual cocky smile, laughing. Adam let out a huge sigh of relief,

"Not funny, Andrew."

"C'mon, it was a little funny."

"Okay, maybe for you, unlike me who thought was gonna die."

"Man, you scare way to easily."

Adam rolled his eyes, "You just caught me off guard."

"Whatever you say little brother, now come on, mom says we have to help unpack the things for the living room."

"*sigh* that's always fun…"

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They ordered in for dinner. Audra absolutely did NOT feel like cooking after all the unpacking.

"Honey? Have you figured out how to hook up the television set yet?"

"No Audra not yet…" Their father didn't want to call (or pay) a cable man, so he insisted he figure it out.

Adam and Drew sat at the new dining room table with their slices of pizza as they listened to their parents argue over what to do with the TV. It was quite funny the things they argue over, in the end however, their mom always won…so they did of course call a cable guy who would be coming on Monday.

"So boys, how do you like your new rooms?"

"Its, ah…"

"Well…"

Both at the same time said, "You know."

"Well, get used to it, this way you wont have to wake up so early to catch a stupid bus."

"Well mom, wont we have to wake up early anyway to start biking to school and cross all those streets?"

Audra lifted her head and gave Andrew 'the look' aka 'the cold stare' in which she would lower her head and stare at her opponent with her eyes, mentally saying 'don't you dare talk back to me, this was a good plan'

"You know, riding our bikes will be easier…" Drew said digging into his pizza.

'Well I can always go to my good son, Adam, what do you think of your new house?"

"It's…uh, gonna take some…getting…used to?"

"There you go!" She happily exclaimed chewing her piece of pizza "You see Andrew? Adam knows he just has to get used to his new home before he decides whether he likes it or not.

"Mmhm oh yeah, because Adam doesn't find his secret portal creepy at all."

"Drew…"

Their father lifted his head "Secret portal?"

Audra turned her gaze at Adam "What 'secret portal'?"

"Nothing, just the door to the attic."

"Yeah, the door that I freaked the chizz out of him with."

Adam gave Drew his cold stare as he chewed his slice of pizza.

"Oh, mom you should've seen it, if I yelled louder he would've screamed like a little girl."

Adam swallowed quickly "Lets not forget the door-hinge that you hit your incredibly wide forehead with on the way down."

Audra snickered, not at Drew's klutziness, but how she realized he got it from her. When she was 16, she accidentally tripped on the leg of a chair and fell to the floor in front of her whole science class when she was ready to do an oral presentation. She hoped the one thing her son didn't get from her was her clumsiness.

But he had to get at least one thing from his mother.

About 10:30 at night, Drew was upstairs with his dad helping get the master bed room in order as Adam gazed at the piano downstairs. He gently slid his fingers across the keys, pressing a few notes hear or there. He could only play the electric bass which satisfied him enough, yet the piano charmed him, despite not being in any rock songs he listened to.

Audra walked in, "You wanna learn how to play?"

He stood up from the stool, "Oh, no. I was just, looking at it."

Loud bang, angry grunts from upstairs.

"Maybe you could go help your brother and your father while I clean up the kitchen."

Adam sighed "You're the boss…" he said walking past her making his way to the stairwell.

Audra washed out the piled dishes in the sink as she listened to the symphony of running water from the faucet and the laughter of her 'men' upstairs attempting to fix beds.

And after a little while, the sound of creaking. Audra was informed that the wood was old and creaked if you stepped on it hard enough but it made her very uneasy. Growing up with her sister Mandy, they lived in an old, dark house to and whenever she walked up the stairs, there'd be creaks for every step you took, even a mouse could make them creak. She remembered always asking her mom to watch her come up or down the stairs until she was 13, just so she felt safe.

But this was a rather distinctive creaking, like the sound of metal.

"Ugh, don't tell me these pipes are rusting!"

She knelt down and opened up the cabinet underneath the sink. The pipes looked in fairly good condition. Nothing out of place.

Audra stood up and loaded the dish washer to get her mind off of it. But then she turned around. The spice cabinet was open…

"How strange…" she thought, "I was sure that I closed that…wait, did I even use any spices on the pizza?" It was possible her husband put some red pepper flakes on his but she didn't remember him walking into the kitchen to get some. She shrugged it off as she closed it and went to finish cleaning the rest of the kitchen.

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Drew fell back onto Adam's bed bouncing up a little.

"Now THAT'S a bed!" he remarked, "Can I sleep here until we get a new mattress for me?"

What happened earlier was that Drew was bringing his old mattress down the hall and didn't happen to see that his bedroom door behind him was closing. As he dragged it into his room, the door (a very "heavy" door at that) closed on the mattress pressing it against the door frame. He did not want to go back there and awkwardly hold the door open as he attempted to drag the mattress in, nor awkwardly ask for help, so he decided he could pull it from in between the door and the door frame.

Mission failed, he somehow ended up tearing it and it was no longer useful. Therefore, he'd have to use the new hard mattress for now.

"No you may not mattress murderer." Adam said pushing Drew off of his new bed.

"Okay then, uptight."

"Sorry, just not loving the fact that I get the room with the creepy attic…again."

"Hey what can I say? You weren't afraid of the dark when you were five." Drew raised his hand to a salute sign "Fearless Adam! Conqueror of the creatures in the dark!" He said in a low dramatic voice.

"Stop Drew…" Adam said holding back a laugh

"Warrior of the master bedroom! Er, his own bedroom…" he went back to his usual pitch "I'll work on that…"

"How about you work on not letting your voice crack every time you yell? Mr. I'm still not done with puberty?"

Drew exhaled, sadly, "Ok…ok…you know that still kills me. Mr. I've never had to go through puberty so I don't know what its like."

"Oh, I've had to go through my own type of puberty which, for a guy, is twice as hard."

"…You win."

Adam adjusted well to the dark as he laid down in his bed. The moonlight shown right through his window which bugged him. He sat up to close the curtains in which he realized he didn't have any anymore.

"Well, I'm just gonna deal with this for ONE night."

He turned over to his side, tugging on his bed sheets. He couldn't get warm for some reason, which was odd since his father turned on the heater before he went to bed. Adam thought maybe it hadn't made its way though all the air vents yet and decided he'd just deal with it and fall asleep. But every time he closed his eyes its like something came out of hiding, like something in the corner slouching, stood up. Almost as if someone else was in the room with him. He opened them for a fourth time and still, nothing was there but his bass and amplifier, boxes of other stuff waiting to be unpacked, the desk drawer he brought from his old house, and his backpack. He left his door slightly open, just so he could see what was out in the hallway. It made him feel…safer. He had been doing this since kindergarten and never grew out of it. He lifted his head a little and looked at his closet door. It was tightly shut, nothing could get out of it…

"God, what's wrong with me?" he thought laying back down. It was just a new house, and he just wasn't used to it is all.

He began to doze. Not completely asleep, but was completely unaware of what would be going on around him. A weird, distorted shadow drawn from the hallway into all the rooms, the master bedroom where his mother and father slept. It crept carefully into Drew's room, who was dead asleep. The shadow quietly stepped into Adam's room, who still had now fallen asleep. He felt something warm breathe on him, he groggily blinked his eyes, not exactly awake. He saw his door slowly opening, he rubbed his eyes and sat up.

The shadow, it was in the form of a…giant, little girl… He reached over to the lamp he set up and pulled the string. The shadow disappeared, and his door was exactly how it was when he laid down. Adam was confused, he could've sworn it was opening by itself. He stood up and walked over toward the hallway, nothing changed at all. He turned off the light and laid back down with a sigh as he slowly drifted back to sleep. What he didn't notice was the attic and closet door slightly open.

The next morning was a typical Sunday morning, Adam and Drew not looking forward to doing last minute homework and studying until 3 A.M. nor wanting to leave their beds because they were afraid the beds would get 'lonely'. They were sitting at the table as Audra brought them their plates of French toast with a thin layer of grape jelly.

"Ok, so your father has left for work, so now I can ask, how was your first night?" She sat down in front of Drew and next to Adam.

"Well, the mattress wasn't comfy but it's the same on any bed. I slept fine."

Adam's head was cradled in his hands, "I had this…weird dream last night."

Audra took a sip of coffee, her eyebrow raised, "Really? What happened?"

"Well, there was a shadow…and it was like…standing over me…it was just weird I guess."

Drew sucked down on his coffee before the response, "Ok then…been reading to many scary comic books lately?"

Adam gave a side-smile, "Maybe…but the thing is, when I woke up, I could still feel this…"

Audra leaned in closer, she didn't like this. "This what Adam?"

"Never mind. I was going to say 'presence' but its stupid."

Audra folded her hands.

Drew laughed a little nearly choking on his coffee "Well for future reference, I wouldn't know this 'cause I sleep like a f-in' rock man."

Adam snickered before taking a small bite out of his French toast.

Audra's wrist watch beeped. "Okay boys I'm off to work, don't let that 'shadow' in this house again." She kissed Adam's cheek "love you," and then Drew's "and love you."

"See ya."

"Bye."

For most of the day, Adam and Drew played basketball. It was funny how in the end no matter how Drew would at first over-power him, Adam would always get the last shot…and accidentally hit Drew in the head with the ball. At about four in the afternoon there parents would be home any minute, Adam decided to unpack some more. He organized his Dead Hand, Linkin Park and Coheed & Cambria CDs in a shelf of his nightstand, then his DVDs. How long has it been since he's watched a good movie he wondered, he didn't care. He always got the urge to organize it by genre and sometimes by regular or blu-ray. When he stood up, he noticed the closet door, he went to close it then he noticed the attic door. Open…just a crack. Adam immediately shrugged it off,

"I left it open is all."

He thought closing it shut. He sat at his desk deciding to get started on that stupid science assignment his teacher had given him.

Question 4: Which of the following explains the high value of recycling aluminum?

A It will quickly turn to copper if not recycled.

B It has an unstable nucleus, so it decomposes very easily.

C It is very reactive, so it is rarely found in a pure form in nature.

D It is not very reactive, so it is often found in a pure form in nature.

Adam really didn't care, but he began to think about the question anyway. Just then, he got chills once again. He looked to check if he left his window open, nope. Adam could feel it…it was hovering over his shoulder, whatever it was. He stood up and quickly walked downstairs without even giving a quick shot back at his room.

Drew was sitting in the second living room, the one without the piano, playing on his iPad since the TV wasn't set up yet.

"Hey, Drew?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I uh…sit here with you?"

"Sure brother…what's wrong you look spooked."

"I'm fine I just…need to get my mind off a few things."

Drew gave him some space and let him watch him…attempt to play 'angry birds' it was quite addicting for him.

And yet, Adam could still feel the cold breath down his neck.