Ed Edd n Eddy: High School Is a Monster
Author's Note: Hello everyone! As of now, I have Word on my computer, so I now may begin writing stories! As promised in my poll, if those of you who replied to it remember, this is the beginning of one of the stories that won. But, before I begin, here is a hopefully short explanation of the dimension this story is in.
As explained, this is an A.U story in which there are technically three Earths that are connected by cosmic forces. One is inhabited by humans, animals, and everything 'real' we've come to live with, only there don't seem to be many adults that live there. This world is called, well, Earth. The second is what even come to create in our imagination, where creatures of supposed make-believe such as Lykens, ghosts, and demons live. This is referred to as Underworld. Finally, there is Other, possibly the best one yet. Here, both creatures of Underworld and Earth live together in almost utopic peace, yet it is void of anyone under 18 years old. (Whether it is in human, vampire, or even cat years.) The cul-da-sac kids we've come to love currently live on Earth, but let us see if this tale changes that, shall we? Should you still be confused on how things work, read on as the story is told and let the words explain the complex society that is seemingly tossed together like a Caesar Salad.
So, without further ado, here is the prologue (technical first chapter) of EEnE: High School Is a Monster!
The room of cobblestone flooring is dark and a light fog surrounds the room. Suddenly, a white ball of crystal shines through as a pair of ghostly grey hands emerges from the smoke of the same color. The fingers are long and feminine, but the voice that sounds out is too deep and ragged to be a woman's.
"Now, it is time to check in on my darling little puppets and see if they're ready for what is to come."
The crystal ball glows an assortment of greens, reds, and other vibrant shades before the swirling of them stops. The image in the ball is now a small suburban neighborhood, centered on a hub of asphalt with small houses circling it. In each house, as the images scan inside each one, either one or two beds are occupied with humans nearing the beginning of either adulthood or puberty. A pair of flesh pink lips curl in a smirk as the faint outline of a face is illuminated by the light of the crystal ball.
"Oh, how sweet is true innocence? They don't expect a thing, poor dears. Ah, but if only they could realize. Oh well, no time for pondering."
The crystal ball goes out like a light as the voice booms a final note in the darkness, quickly followed by a throaty laugh of dark intent.
"Showtime begins, kiddes, as soon as your sun rises."