Housestuck

Chapter 1

Stranger's in the field.

The sun beat down on a hot Texas after noon as three normal friends took a walk. To look at these three girls one would never suspect that they were involved in anything out of the ordinary but it seemed no matter where they went strange things always happened. The oldest but ironically she was the shortest listen to the other two chatter on about work, school, and other things she couldn't bring herself to care about. As much as she loved and cared about her two house mates her mind was somewhat distracted. She absently looked over to the old field that they used play in when they were younger and stopped. There was something wrong with it. She counted again, yep, 24 indents in the grass.

"Cali, what's wrong?" She turned back to stare at Mya and Rosie and pointed at the field.

"I think there's 24 somethings in the field." she replied.

"Well let's go check it out!" the youngest, Rosie, said. Cali nodded in agreement and the three walked to the closest one. There lying on his back was a guy with grey skin and small candy-corn colored horns. Cali knelt and took his pulse, she sighed in relief that he was alive. Mya wandered off to look at the others.

"There are more and all look like him! Well sort of," Mya shouted back at her friends. "There are about 24 of them!"

"Gee, ya think?" Cali sarcastically replied as she pulled the boy into her lap to try and wake him up.

Karkat was hurt. Everything from horns to feet, it all hurt. He wanted to die, it hurt so badly. 'Fuck, why do I hurt so badly?' He thought. If he had known that pushing the Restart Button would cause him to ache so bad he would've let the useless fuckasses stay dead. He heard footsteps and someone was touching his wrist. A feminine voice overhead said that that there were more, so the others were here to good. Someone's arms were holding him close. Another voice asks "Hey, are you OK?" Karkat opened his eyes to see a human female looming over him, a concerned look on her face. He tried to move out of her lap and sit up but he couldn't, as he was too weak. "Where the fuck am I?" he rasped.

Cali smiled. He woke up, that was good. His language was rude but she ignored that for now. "You're in Texas just outside of…. nowhere. Never mind. Why are you passed out in my field?"

Texas? Isn't that were that fuckass Dave lived? He tried to remember what happened before he pushed that accursed button when a sharp pain ran through his head. "Hnng! Gog why does my head hurt so much and why are you holding me?"

"Well ah, you were on the ground, passed out, and you're ignoring my question." Cali answered simply. The troll in her arms sighed. Oh yes, Cali knew very well that the boy in her arms was in fact a troll from another world called Alternia. When she was about 15 her friends turned her on to this web comic called Homestuck and she had been obsessed with it for the whole year. Now lying in her arms was the living Karkat Vantas! This means that the other 23 were the 12 trolls and their ancestors. A small shiver ran down her spin at the thought of those ancestors, one in particular.

Karkat opened his mouth to answer when Rosie returned yelling "Hey Cali! The others are waking up!" She looked up at her friend.

"Let's get them to the house!" She replied.

Tavros was amazed, he was alive again. This was weird enough in itself, but what was even stranger still was that he had the use of his legs back. He looked around at the other trolls in the field half he knew and half he didn't. He saw all of his old friends alive again as well. It was strange that they were also healed, but it wasn't bad right? Tavros was confused and his head hurt, so he just trudged after the three humans who said follow.