(This is not necessary to read, it's not in the same style as the rest of the story or anything, it's just a fun way to pinpoint where the two worlds are in their respective timelines. If you'd rather try and figure that out for yourself feel free to skip this page.

I will, however, advise ahead of time that this is my very first time writing with characters that are not my own and I appreciate any feedback in attempt to help me improve my writing. This means constructive criticism, please, be nice.)

Prologue - DP

From an outsider's perspective, the situation may have been just a little bizarre(or a lot, let's go with a lot bizzare), even if the thoughts that came with it weren't.

It only takes one whacked out nutjob-no-sorry, fruitloop- It only takes one whacked out frootloop trying to take over a world to throw a whole day down the drain. Or a whole town into another dimension. Whichever makes less sense. Between magic rings and swords and ghosts and half-ghosts and their hunters, and poorly(or greatly) punned witty banter, the situation didn't have much sense to start with, so why add to it?

Short story longer than it was: the small, somewhat ghost infested town of Amity Park had found itself dragged into a strange, otherworldly dimension called the Ghost-Zone, all thanks to some fruitloop who decided it was a good idea to unleash an ancient undead tyrant in the hopes of stealing a magic ring. And why does a fourteen year-old half-ghost have to fix the mess of a deranged middle-aged cheese-head in desperate need of a cat? Because the situation was just a little(a lot) bizarre. For an outsider's perspective.

For said residents of Amity Park, fourteen year old, and cheese-headed forty-year old fruitloop, it was just another on top of what appeared to be a long string of bad days(even if it did seem to be a little more bad than most. But only a little. So far.) Hopefully it wasn't about to get a whole lot worse. (We should know better than to say that!)

Right, that was the situation(it was bizarre). Now for the thoughts(now it gets serious).

Prologue - RotG

From even an insider's perspective, the situation was just a little bizarre, the thoughts that went with it even more so. I mean, cities(and their respective lights) don't just randomly phase off of a magical globe!

So Jolly Ole Saint Nick and the Big Glowing Guy in the Sky are worried that the absence of Mr Terrifies Children From Under Their Bed will make an even bigger darkness appear. I just happen to show up while they're chatting(not that I ever get to take part) and the city on the map just happens to magically disappear, taking all of its(and it had a lot for a little city) Lights with it.

Since I'm there(nevermind they're the ones worried about it) they decide to send me off for some "reconnaissance" while Mr Jolly and his Yeti's(I have nothing against Phil) call up the rest of the Guardians to plan for another attack. Guess where this is probably going to go?

So those are the thoughts(Lucky me, where's the Leprechaun in all this?). Now for the Situation(We're going to need all the Luck we can get).

AN(the first one from when I was hyped up on caffeine):

Okay, I got my idea for NaNoWriMo, but I'm not allowed to start writing it, and then this popped into my head on the way to work today and Resistance. Was. Futile.

I will say, this is my first time writing with characters that are not my own, but, as I also said, the plot bunnies attacked me on the way to work today and my break time was spent taking notes and trying to figure out how things would interplay and whatnot. This is the result… I have the first three chapters plotted out already and am figuring out how I want to continue from there. I tend to write mass amounts at once, and I'm not sure whether I want to upload multiple chapters at a time or try and get far enough ahead of schedule as to post chapters on a regular(probably biweekly) basis. Mostly depends on the reception to the first chapter(which this is not)… Even if I don't get a single review I will probably continue to write it, it just wont end up being posted. So if you want to know how this continues, please tell me so!

Also, this beginning, I had it so well written, and then I realized the voice it was written in was more fruit-loopy and less moody teenager, so I had to re-write it. And I lost all of my clever nuances. It was sad. And then I realized I used the word 'nuances'. Please help. Send cat(s). Or doll(s). (Preferably dolls)