Now I haven't written anything in three or four months. Maybe more.

OKAY SO THIS IS GOING TO BE THE WEIRDEST AND LAST THING I WRITE THANK YOU FOR BEARING WITH ME IF YOU DECIDE TO READ THE ENTIRE THING.

Now before I do start, there are some… things.

-As the summary states, a lot of shows in here.

From channels such as Nickelodeon, Cartoon Network, some Disney, and even two Warner Brothers.

-ALSO THE FACT THAT THIS HAS TO DO WITH… VOICE ACTORS.

DUN DUUUUUN. (This means you might have to check some Wikipedia pages)

Now… I'm not going to introduce EVERYTHING in this prologue. Just a few shows to give you a TASTE.

I must say that these are the MAIN ones. I did leave out two other main ones… hm. Oh well you'll discover those later!

Have fun reading this, and I don't mind if you review or not. I just want this out there.

Prologue

It was a bad time to be out alone, in this town. At night the streets were very dangerous, you had to be extremely cautious. You probably wouldn't believe that ghouls and spirits walk around in this city. But it's true. They harass the adults and children who resided here, and for a long time there was no one to protect them. Recently, a hero appeared. This ghost boy would use his abilities to fight off the ghouls and send them back to their homeland. No one knows this teen's secret, though. He is not a fully fledged ghost.

We'll start off with this boy.

A teenage boy, around fourteen or fifteen years old, is walking down the road of the town late at night. His red and white coat blows in the chilly breeze. He seems like the kind of kid you'd expect to be beat up and tortured by bullies. He is skinny, short, and pale, with ruffled black hair. But he seems to have no fear of walking these streets during the most dangerous time to be doing so. Little puffs of white smoke or steam are sprouting from his mouth as he breathes in the brisk air. Suddenly the white turns a glowing bright blue. The steam comes out in one long strand instead of a cloud. He gasped a bit. His eyes then narrowed as he stared down the street at a nearby ghost rumbling through the garbage cans. Jumping up, two white rings formed around his waist, moving either way and changing him into an inverted version of himself.

This form was stronger and more confident. A black and white jumpsuit showed a well toned figure. The ghost boy sprung into the air, speeding towards the other spirit, hands glowing neon green. As usual for him, it was time to be the hero. But he stopped short when the ghost vanished. His feet skid on the ground and he came face to face with a giant swirling hole of what seemed like death. It was like the universe had ripped itself open and now it was pulling the ghost boy inside. The swirling colours of black and red were surprisingly strong. The boy tried to get away, but it was too much for the skinny young man. He was sucked inside of the portal. It then resealed itself. It was like nothing ever happened.

~X~

We now move our attention elsewhere. This time, a movie studio in the city of Burbank California. The city is quite typical, large buildings on every corner, constant traffic in the streets. Smog hangs in the air from the pollution. There is a studio there. A lot; where actors and writers for movies and shows all work. At the center of this studio, there is a large water tower. The tall tower was painted the three primary colours. The studio's logo is on this tower. It is also the door inside. What is inside, you ask? Well, it's who we are turning to right now.

It just so happens that this tower is currently occupied. Three special little children live inside. No one really knows what they are, with black ears, tails, beady eyes and round red noses. The people in this studio are getting some peace this morning because the children aren't presently running amuck. But the silence was broken by these very children. The door to the tower curst open and they all jumped out, quickly slamming it behind them. The three dog-looking children wiped their foreheads off and slid down to sit on the tower balcony. What they were running from is a mystery. Until this moment, when a giant portal appeared right in front of them. Their eyes popped out of their heads as they screamed. Getting up, they spun their legs in fast circles and ran off in a blur of colour. The gateway was too fast for them. It showed again in their path, and they couldn't stop themselves from being drawn inside.

~X~

All the children rushed home from the long Skool day. Two in particular, both male, were running rather fast. You could see these boys every day, or most days, chasing one another. Mostly the bespeckled boy chasing the one clothed in foreign pink clothing. The glasses kid would always yell crazy nonsense while the green kid would just… laugh rather evilly. Today, however, they both ran from one thing. Side by side, faces covered in sweat, their feet pounded on the pavement. They both would glance back occasionally at the giant portal coming right for them. They were clearly panicking. But the green one's panicked face turned to a sly grin in a matter of seconds. He sticks his skinny leg out in front of the pale boy next to him, tripping him. The boy fell, scraping his knees and cursing. The green boy ran faster, laughing manically. He left the fallen kid far behind, as bait for the portal. Well it did work, at first. The pointy haired boy was pulled inside and the passage disappeared. The green boy chuckled and slowed down. He turned, and came face to face with the portal. Screaming, he tried to run. But it pulled him in.

~X~

In an average town, there is an average neighborhood with an average house. Inside this house is what seems to be an average kid. No one really understands him. But things aren't what they seem here in this home. This kid was the owner of two fairies. (1) The three of them were a little family, the fairies granting the boy's each and every wish. They were lazing around at this point. They heard a noise coming from the front yard. They curiously went outside to investigate. The three found themselves in front of another giant swirling portal. The boy dressed in pink wished for it to be gone, but it was of no use. His fairies simply did not have strong enough magic for the task. They were all sucked inside.

Many others found portals in their own dimensions, and were sucked, pulled, drawn or forced into the swirling holes of death. The gateways looked for certain individuals, spitting out unwanted ones, and sometimes appearing in multiple places in a dimension to get who it wanted. Everyone all landed in one place. It was like a giant white room, huge and blank. There were no exits, entrances besides the portals, or landmarks. But here, people notice a difference in themselves. It is here where our story truly begins.

(1)Well, eh, I cut out Poof didn't I? I just… find him unnecessary… and he would be annoying to insert… hm.

OKAY EEEH.

THIS IS THE FIRST CHAP-errr PROLOGUE EHEHHEHE….

Hmmm.

Thanks for reading?

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I'm not sure if this will get anything… being in such an obscure category…

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