Chapter 1 Mary's POV

"Bye guys! " I called, getting into my car.

My college classes were done for the day. I had the weekend off so I decided I was going to do what I did every weekend: Try and find a way to get into the Monster world. I wanted to see Kitty and Mikey again. I hadn't seen them since I was 3. I was sure it was real. No one believed me. My parents thought it was all in my crazy little kid imagination.

I sighed and got out, locking my door. Calling a quick hi to my mom in the kitchen, I grabbed some snacks and locked myself in my room. I opened a bag of chips and plopped down at my desk. I needed to find a way to get that closet door to work again. I pulled up my recent tabs and started searching again. Every lead I'd found though just ended up dead. I leaned back in my chair and sighed. I looked at the clock. I'd been working on this for 2 hours. It was almost midnight. I yawned and decided to go to bed and start again tomorrow. I stripped off my jeans and shirt and pulled on some short shorts and a baggy shirt. Climbing into bed, I turned off my lamp and closed my eyes.

Creaaakkkk…..

My eyes snapped open. I looked around my room, scanning and checking to make sure nothing was out of place before lying down again.

Whooooshhh…

Suddenly my window flung open, letting in a gust of wind. By this time I was out of bed and snapped on the light. Something grabbed my throat and flung me against the wall, pinning me.

"Finally!" I heard a low growl in my ear. "I've found you, you little bitch!"

I gasped for air, clawing at the invisible hand around my throat. I could feel my face heat up as I struggled to get air. My lungs were screaming.

There was a low chuckle.

"My, my… We've grown up quite nicely over the past 15 years, haven't we?" the voice came again.

I felt a hand running up my thigh and underneath my shirt, where in snaked its way up to just below my bra. I struggled but finally was able to kick the thing hard. It let go and I gasped for breath as a figure appeared, sprawled out on my floor. I quickly grabbed the metal bat from my softball days and held it ready, watching purple and blue scales appear, forming a tail, a long snake body and four pairs of arms. My eyes widened as the head formed, squinting eyes glaring evilly at me.

"Oh… holy shit…" I muttered to myself

"You're going to pay for that-"The monster I knew too well was cut off when my bat hit him across the face, knocking him out.

Randall's POV

I groaned, slowly opening my eyes. I could feel my limbs were tied, I was lying down. As my eyes focused I saw the little bitch standing over me, bat at the ready. She had matured nicely. She was skinny, curvy and her skimpy pj's didn't help keep my eyes off her. Her tight shorts and baggy shirt were provocative, not that she seemed to have intended it. One sleeve was hanging off her shoulder and gave me a nice view inside. A frilly neon purple bra peaked out at me. I smirked.

"I must say I'm enjoying the view. " I said cockily.

Whack!

I groaned as the bat hit me across the face.

"Would you stop doing that?!" I growled.

"Shut up! You're the one who tried to choke me to death!" she replied, angrily.

"Well, anger from being banished because of you has been welled up inside for 15 years. What do you expect? It wasn't exactly going to be a happy reunion when I finally found you." I said, struggling to sit up.

She raised her bat ready to swing.

"Don't. Even. Move." She growled.

I shivered. Ohhhh I liked it when she got mad. I leaned close to her.

"Don't worry." I whispered in her ear. "Your slutty pjs have me frozen to the spot."

Smack!

That one was almost worth it. I smirked at her, watching her face redden, her expression flustered.

"Shut. Up!" she said.

"Alright, I will, if you let me go." I replied.

"Oh, no. No way." She spat. "You'll try to kill me again! Or rape me! Nasty ass lizard"

"Alright, kid. Listen. I'm just trying to get back home." I growled.

"So why come after me?"

"I figured I find you, I find my way back home."

"Yeah, well, not sorry to tell you but I'm a dead end." She said.

"What do you mean?" I questioned.

She lowered her bat and slumped into a plush light blue chair near the bed.

"I…." she sighed. "I've been trying to go back ever since they returned me here. I haven't found one good lead since."

I stared at her. She wasn't bluffing. She looked clearly distraught. I scooted closer to her, thinking.

"Alright, kid. I'll make you a deal." I said, catching her attention.

She looked up at me, skeptical.

"Okay…"

"You help me find my way back and I won't try to kill you. I'll forget my anger towards you. Once I get back, you won't be bothered by me ever again."

She sat there for a long time, looking me over.

"How can I trust you?" she said.

I shrugged.

"You'll just have to. It all depends on how bad you want to see Sullivan again."

I could see the want in her eyes. I let her take as long as she needed to sort it out. After a good 15 minutes she sighed, standing.

"Fine." She said, untying the ropes. "I trust you."

She held out her hand to shake and I smirked. I grabbed her by the arm and pinned her on the bed, arms above her head. It was a nice scene. Her shirt was up to her bra, exposing her stomach, her shorts higher up on her thighs, the flustered, angry look on her face. Yes, very nice. I bent down to whisper in her ear.

"Good….Now let's get going." I say, releasing her.

She stands up from the bed slowly, glaring at me.

"You're not starting yourself off very well with the trust." She mumbled.

I just give her a smirk and lean against the door frame.

"Alright, so where do we start?" she asked, fixing her shirt and shorts.

"Well, the biggest way is to listen for screams. " I reply. "So what we will do is walk around the neighborhood and listen. Are there any younger kids around here?

"Yeah, there are two up the road, one in the house over and uh… A woman with triplets on the next street over. "She says.

"Good. Get dressed and pack some clothes." I say, sitting at her computer and start typing.