Yes, I threw myself in as the main character, and there is nothing wrong with that. No, it is not a "OMGDESUKAWAIIROMANCE" story either. Read more than the first couple of chapters before making a judgment please.

Whaaaaaaaaaaa... What happened?

She woke up and gazed blankly at the deep red sky. The sun was quickly setting to the right of her as she tried to grasp the current situation that remained too complex to really comprehend. Blinking a few times allowed her vision to jump back to normal, giving a much clearer view as to what was surrounding her. Large, flourishing trees stood tall and swayed in the gentle breeze, slowly dancing its way across the land. Crickets chirped in the bushes that overlooked her, mimicking an orchestra of a small size. In the distance, cars shooting past each other on a nearby street could be heard as one of them honked at another, more than likely to show displeasure of being at the rear of an incompetent driver. There was a nice, natural fragrance coming from the blades of grass next to her as a feint odor of human activity drifted in with the breeze every few minutes.

She regained her composure as she sat up lethargically; her head was in one hand and her stomach was in the other as a sharp pain ran through her body. Whatever had just occurred took the wind right out of her and the lingering after effects were only just beginning to soften and fade.

This is ridiculous… Where am I?

The landscape around her was not recognizable, although it seemed she had been there before. In fact, it seemed that everything in her peripheral view was extremely familiar, but the shock of the whole matter had not gone away entirely, clouding her mind enough to prevent it from putting the pieces together. She just ignored these feelings because all that was on her mind was how she would find her way back home from an area that appeared nothing like the place she last remembered being.

The bustling of cars could be heard louder as she stumbled through the natural setting into a suburban playground hoping someone could point her in the right direction. There were several people walking the sidewalks, some going home after a long day and others impatient to be a part of the nightlife. She tried to figure out to whom she would approach with her important questions, but no one seemed too interested in interacting with a short, young woman who was having trouble just standing on two feet.

That person smells like they were bathing in rotting garbage, and THAT one appears as intelligent as a slice of bread… UGH! A finger up your nose? Is there no sense of dignity around here? Morons…

As she gleamed and eyed the brigade of idiots parading around in public, she found that the pain had subsided and that she could walk normally again. Her stomach rumbled with hunger, but she knew she could not stop to grab something to eat; upon further observation she had realized her bag with her phone, wallet, and other items was nowhere to be found at the site where she had woken up in. If she was to even survive the night without any complications, a miracle would have to occur, and fast. She turned a corner as the lampposts and outside house lights sputtered on and continued to walk.

The sky was dark with the exception of the single dome of light being emitted by the cityscape in the near background. No sooner had she begun walking the block that she stopped in her tracks right outside a large, dark coloured house. The disturbing sensation that the house gave her sent a slight chill up and down her spine; the house, just like the natural area she concluded was a local park of some kind, was as familiar as the back of her hand, but she still could not put anything together correctly. Just then, two figures emerged from the darkness farther down the street as they grew more defined moving toward her. Whoever they were, she would need to ask them where she was no matter how stinky or stupid they may have seemed. She shouted out to them in desperation.

"Excuse me! I am in a dire situation and I need your he…."

The moment became very awkward and very tense really quickly. The two figures had halted their movement right in front of her, and she froze in an instant.

I… I know them!

In front of her stood a boy about her height, and a girl just slightly shorter than that. They both appeared younger than she did, though the height was hardly an indication of that. The boy wore large, thin rimmed glasses over his gray eyes, most noticeably with his larger-than-normal head size. His black hair was shaved on the back of his head, but was long on top and stuck out behind him. He wore a black trench coat over a deep blue shirt with a large, gray face on it. His boots were black and sleek, an odd wear for someone of his age.

The girl, however, had a glare that could pierce your heart in a moment's notice. Her hair was dyed a rich violet. She wore a black dress, gray undershirt, magenta leggings and black shoes. A large skull medallion hung from her neck in an intimidating fashion. In her hand was a hand-held video game console that read "Game Slave" on the lid, and her expression would lead anyone to believe annoying her while she played her game would cause you the most severe pain imaginable.

She continued to stare for a few more seconds before snapping out of her own little world; she now knew why everything seemed so familiar, and it sure would be a huge stretch to get anyone else to listen to her pleas and crazy claims. She turned and looked at the boy who was also looking back at her, knowing full well if anyone could assist her it would be him and his sister. She took a deep breath, sighed and locked eyes with the boy she recognized.

"I need your help."