This is just a random story that came to me out of the blue, please don't ask. A slight Twilight crossover, as in the characters are used briefly but the actual story is virtually all Twilight. Warning: Cursing and violence.
Summary: While filming iCarly, a strange girl, with even stranger powers crashes through the window, wrestling with another strange person. By the time Freddie cuts the show, she's already jumped back out the window, leaving the mutilated body of her opponent lying on the floor. But the same girl appears at Carly's front door the next day, demanding to speak to Freddie and Sam.
Sort of a Pre-Quell to another story I'm going to write, introducing the main character. Even though its not an iCarly fanfic, I thought it would be a good way to show the contrast between the iCarly gang, which are regular human teens, and my character, who is anything but normal. This is my personal twist, and my version of the darker side of iCarly so no complaints k?
'Turn on channel 7 at a quarter to eight. You see the same damn thing, its just a different day and no one really knows why this is happening, but its happening. And everywhere you go its just a different place, you get the same dark feeling and see the same sad faces, and no one really cares that this is happening. We come into this world, and we are all the same, and in that moment there is no one to blame. But the world is black, and hearts are cold, and there's no hope. That's what we're told. We can't go back, it won't be the same, forever changed by the things we've seen.' -The World is Black: Good Charlotte
"And that my friends is how to scare Principal Franklin to the point to where he hides under his desk." Sam stated proudly, pressing the 'cheer' button on her remote, grinning. "Next Carly will-" she was cut off by Freddie, who seemed to be gaping at something behind them.
"Woah, look at that guys!" he cried.
"Don't interrupt me Fredwierd." Sam growled. Freddie ignored her and pointed the camera past her head to the window behind herself and Carly. Sam and Carly turned and gaped at what they saw. A young looking girl, no older than fourteen was running across the rooftop across from the apartment building they were in, chasing a tall, bulky man who should have been chasing her. At that instant, the man turned and decided to face his pursuer. She tackled him and they could be seen grappling on the rooftop.
"What the heck is going on over there?" Carly gasped.
The man managed to push the girl back, but she ran back at him, tackling him, sending them both flying off the opposite roof, right for the iCarly studio window. "Hit the deck!" Sam and Carly screamed at the same time. Just as they dove out of the way, the two crashed through the window, letting out inhuman snarls and growls.
"You no good... dirty... ignorant fool!" the girl yelled between punches. "I told ya not to fuck with me didn't I?! Well? Didn't I?!" she pounded him a few more times in the face before getting up and letting out a cross between a yowl and a yell. Right before the eyes of the iCarly gang, she transformed from a seemingly average teenage girl into a huge, at least bear sized, white cat with extremely faint gray stripes. Her long, bushy tail was dark brown tabby striped, lashing furiously behind her, and her gray-blue eyes shone with an eerie light. Snatching the man up in her huge maw, she shook him viciously from side to side, blood spraying everywhere.
"Woah Freddie, cut the show!" Carly yelped at the scene became more violent. When they looked back to the violent scene, the cat-thing is gone and the man was laying shredded and very dead on the floor. "Oh my god! Call the police! I have to go find Spencer." Carly stumbled out of the room, probably to go to throw up, then go get Spencer. Freddie quickly dialed 911 while Sam stared in horror and awe at the mutilated corpse laying in a twisted and bloody heap on the floor before her. After a few seconds, it finally registered to her what happened and she followed Carly, Freddie soon after when he hung up with the police.
(The next day.)
"My word, I can't believe something like that happened..." Carly muttered, shuddering as she recalled the previous day.
"I know. I had nightmares last night about it." Freddie replied bleakly. "I never would have thought that something like this would happen. My mom is having a hallmark hernia right now, and she was talking all night about how this apartment complex wasn't safe. She said she wanted to move."
"What?! You can't move! Knowing your insane mother, she'll ship you off to Europe!" Carly cried hysterically.
"Yeah, and who would I have to make fun of and punch on a semi-regular basis?" Sam demanded from the kitchen. Freddie glowered at her, and was about to say something back, but a furious, but brief, pounding on the door made him jump to a stop. Carly got up and opened the door, expecting more police officers or investigators. She was shocked when all she saw was a somewhat tall, and slightly muscled teenage girl with shortly and jaggedly—like she had taken a pair of rusty kitchen scissors to it—cut pale brown hair.
"Uh, can I help you?"
"Yes, I'm sure you can." the girl drawled out in a slightly southern accent. Only slightly though. She eyed Carly with cold gray-blue eyes and snorted in what seemed like disgust. "I'm looking for Fredward Bensen, and Samantha Puckett. I heard that they hang out here in most of their free time." she looked right into Carly's eyes and the darker haired girl could almost feel something poking around inside her head, searching through every aspect of her life. Blinking and shaking her head to clear those thoughts, Carly stuttered her response.
"Uh, ye-yes they do. Freddie, Sam, there's someone here to see you."
"Do they have food?" Sam asked, coming in from the kitchen with a hunk of ham in her hand, half of it in her mouth.
"Here's a cookie." the girl said, tossing a large chocolate cookie around Carly to Sam, who caught it with a grin on her face. The girl stared coldly at Carly. "Are you going to move Miss Shay or am I going to have to make you." she practically growled. Carly blinked and sidestepped quickly. "...Thank you." the girl said in a snarky manner as she walked in the apartment with a noticeable limp.
"Who are you?" Freddie asked cautiously, trying to remember where he'd seen this girl before.
"I go by Spirit (A/N: This is my fursona, not me. She as a human, demon, and hybrid form. You'll get it later.) You can call me that or nothing at all." she glared at both fiercely, as though to get her point across. "I control and rule an organization of supernatural teenagers known as the Rebels."
"Never heard of them." Sam said around a mouthful of cookie.
"Never will." Spirit snapped back. "Now I've been observing you three for a few months now, and I think that you two have potential."
"Wait, what exactly do you mean by 'supernatural'?" Freddie asked, making air quotes.
"Vampires, werewolves, demons such as myself, you know. Anything not human."
"But, we're perfectly human." Freddie replied, more confused then ever.
"Oh really? Have you ever noticed strange things happen when your emotions get away from you. Such as overwhelming strength, or sharper reflexes? If you have, those are the first stirrings of your supernatural sides. They're probably deeply buried, and will take a lot of emotional and physical pain to awaken them if you decide for it to be so. If not, I'll walk out that door and you can pretend like you never met me." smirking, she blurred out of sight and appeared behind Sam. "If you're wondering where you've met me before, you saw two sides of me yesterday." she grabbed Sam's arms and twisted them behind her back, making her let out a startled yelp. "Your strength is just that, strength. When you get annoyed or angry, your instincts awaken and you're able to fend off any threat. Such as when Carly was pushed down by that huge girl in Groovy Smoothie. What did you think that was? Natural. No mere human has that sort of ferocity."
She shoved Sam forward, and grabbed the back of her shirt before she could stumble into the corner of the counter. Spirit then put Freddie in a headlock. "And what did you think your reflexes were, your intelligence, your quick thinking when need-be, was? Natural born talent? Wrong. That is part of the awakening of your supernatural side." she shoved him like she had Sam, though in the direction of the couch. Shrugging, she leaned one arm on the counter, suddenly behind Sam. "If you don't believe me, I'll show you the workings of a supernatural."
"But what about Carly? Isn't there anything special about her?" Sam demanded, facing Spirit with a harsh glare that would make anyone else start crying, but the other girl just blinked in a sarcastic and amused way.
"Maybe. I haven't sensed anything 'abnormal' about her." twitching her neck to the side, cracking it loudly, she limped steadily toward the door. "I know this is a lot to take in in one day, so I'll let you sleep on it. I'll return here tomorrow at one to hear your decisions. It might be best for you to awaken your full potential, for a great war is coming, and you'll need all the power you can get." she pulled the door, which was still wide open, closed as she walked past Carly, muttering; "And don't get any ideas girl. There is, and probably never will be, anything special about you." just as it slammed closed. There was complete silence for about ten seconds before the cork was unscrewed on Carly's emotions.
"What the hell was all that!?" she screamed. "Do you two know anything about that... freak?!"
"No!" Freddie cried. "None of us have ever seen her before, except just now and yesterday."
"Yeah, and how did she know about the Groovy Smoothie incident?" Sam asked, puzzled. "I mean, she said she's been observing us for a few months, but that was six months ago. I don't think six counts as a few."
"Wait, what about when she was glaring daggers at Carly?" Freddie wondered.
"I did feel something strange going on inside my head then..." Carly admitted. "Like someone was poking around through my memories."
"I bet that's how she knew so much. She's a mind reader."
"Wrongo..." came a familiar voice behind them. All three turned around and stared wide eyed at Spirit, who was suddenly behind them. "Sorry to be back so soon, but I forgot one thing. That person whom was 'killed' by myself wasn't killed. He was an immortal too, and there were just a bunch of packets of blood scented ketchup under his shirt. He's a friend of one of my 'recruits', or rather a family member... coven member... what ever. But he was a vampire."
"Then why didn't he try to eat us... if he really was a vampire, which don't exist." Carly demanded.
"Don't exist eh?" Spirit smirked, her eyes narrowed dangerously. "Then I don't exist, I'm just a figment of your imagination, I'm not here." she paused then disappeared. "I'm behind you." they heard from the door. Spirit was leaning against it, with her arms crossed. Rapping her knuckles on the door softly, she looked over her shoulder slightly and said in a deadpan, "Emmet, come in here, I know you're behind the door trying not to laugh."
She pushed off the door and a heartbeat later it swung open. A burly man with dark curly hair and golden eyes sauntered in, a huge grin on his face. Spirit motioned him over to the window, which had the blinds drawn closed and ordered him to stand there. "Now your stereotypical vampire would evaporate into mist or ash if they came into contact with sunlight. But real vampires sparkle." she grinned and pulled the blinds up, allowing sunlight to filter into the room and fall on Emmet's skin.
"You know Carlisle is going to skin me if he knew I was letting you do this." he said as his skin was illuminated by a diamond-like sparkle.
"Yeah, and that's why you won't tell him. Besides, this is for a good cause. Let's call it spreading the joy. Besides, its not like we're in Italy or anything." Spirit replied with a snort.
"Good point. But I think they're about to pass out." they both glanced back at the iCarly gang and blinked at their expressions. Spirit dropped the blinds, cutting the sunlight off and making Emmet stop sparkling like an over-polished diamond.
"Now do you believe in vampires and such?" she asked with a bit of a snarl. Sam and Freddie nodded furiously, but Carly was a bit more hesitant. "Well, your opinion doesn't matter anyway, its not like you're going to be a part of this anyway." she sighed and narrowed her eyes at them. "Make your decisions and tell me tomorrow." she snorted before Emmet and herself vanished.
Firstly, don't get the wrong idea. I like Carly just fine, I just think that Sam and Freddie should get more attention. And again, the only reason I used iCarly was because its an 'innocent' show, and I wanted to show the contrast between the natural, innocent world, and Spirit's world, which is in constant peril because she sees everything that goes on that humans don't. And its her job to recruit new supernaturals into her little group and teach them to defend humans, not to hurt them. If you're wondering what she did to Carly, she has a power called Insight. If she makes eye contact with anybody, she can see everything they've done since they were born, every decision they've made. Tell me what you think, and I'll upload the story soon... I think. Review or I eat your (non-existent) brains!!