So, I'm back already with a new project. A monster project. One that is heavily inspired by Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Being Human.

Originally, this was going to be a long, long, long, long story. Like freakishly long. FFS was 46 and I was worried this was going to well exceed that. Well, instead of that, this is going to be part of a long, WIP series... well not sure how long, but each story is going to be like a different story arc and so on and so on.

So this is the first story. This one is only gonna be seven chapters long.

Please enjoy!

Svea Oxenstierna ~ Nyo!Sweden
Axel Oxenstierna ~ Ladonia
Timo Väinämöinen ~ Finland
Piper Väinämöinen (Kirkland) ~ Nyo!Sealand
Lukas Thomassen ~ Norway
Mathilde Densen ~ Nyo!Denmark
Erikur Steilsson ~ Iceland

Moving In

"It's a quiet town," the woman mused, adjusting her glasses as they drove down the forested back road. The young redhead next to her huffed, crossing his arms as the woman glanced over. She forced herself to smile. "You'll like it, Axel."

"I liked the old place," Axel muttered. He stared back at his reflection in the car window, tracing the large scar on his face with his fingers.

"The old place was far too expensive," the woman snapped. "Axel, please. This is a new town. We can have a fresh start. No financial problems, no people judging us…"

"And no problems with Dad, I'm sure." Axel snorted as his mother tensed him, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the steering tightly. "I don't see why we have to move so far away from him."

"I sent him all the information," Svea said through a clenched jaw. "He has my number, my Skype, and even our address. He knows where to find us." Axel scowled.

"Mom, how are you comfortable moving in with three random guys you've never met?"

"They seemed nice," his mother responded. "There's a girl there too. She's a couple years older than you, but it's okay. Penrose Hollows is a great place. Like I said, you'll really like it, Axel."

Axel sighed. "Yeah," he muttered, "I hope I do too."

x x x

"So, are we placing bets on how long these two last?" a sandy blonde haired teen asked, glancing out the window of as a moving van pulled up in front of the house. A short haired woman smiled, leaning over to hand her a mug, shrugging her should as she looked out the window. The man looked in and she waved, but he did not wave back.

The teen wrinkled her nose. "He can't see you, you know," she stated, looking at the woman who frowned. "Mathilde… you know that, right?"

"Some humans can! The delivery boy the other night did, Piper!" Mathilde argued. "And Lukas can!"

"Lukas isn't…" Piper sighed. "Why does it matter if humans can see you or not?" Mathilde shrugged, giving Piper a sheepish smile as she shook her head. "Oh, Mattie, no!" she pleaded.

"What is Mathilde doing now?"

Dropping a duffle bag on the ground, the two females jumped as a boy with almost silver hair entered, crossing his arms. Piper rolled her eyes, muttering, "Mathilde wants to see if she can have the new roomies see her."

Erikur bit his lip, shaking his head. "Mathilde, we cannot afford another set of roommates. The last one didn't even last two weeks."

"We've gone through five roommates in almost four months," Piper added. Mathilde rolled her eyes.

"I would like to say two of those were not my fault," Mathilde protested. "Those were because of dog related allergies. Remember?" Mathilde sent a glare towards Erikur who returned it with just as much venom. Piper snorted, standing up as she walked towards Erikur, sticking out her tongue as she made her way towards the kitchen.

"I told you we should've put him down!" she sang loudly as Erikur whirled around. As she entered the kitchen, a light haired blond man slung a towel over his shoulder, turning away from the sink as he leaned against the counter, sending Piper a disapproving look.

"You should really be nicer to that boy," he said, crossing his arms. "And speaking of being nice…"

Piper rolled her blue eyes, muttering, "Oh, come off it, Timo. I'll behave."

"You know there's a child moving in too, right?"

Piper frowned as she walked towards the fridge. "No, but I should be fine." She grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge, glaring as Timo raised an eyebrow. "You act like it's going to happen again."

"Well, it could."

"It was two years ago!"

"It was basically year ago," Timo reminded. Piper stomped her foot.

"You have to give me a little bit of credit, you know! You're starting to sound like Lukas, the biggest, most up-tightiest jerk ever!"

Timo snorted at her use of vocabulary, watching her slam the fridge door shut. He sighed, looking down at the ground as he uncrossed his arms, grabbing the counter behind him. "I just want to reiterate how important it is you don't… we don't… us as a unit… we cannot afford any mistakes here."

Piper opened the bottle and scowled. Before she could say anything, a voice sounded from the living room. "Speaking of not affording mistakes!"

Timo rolled his eyes, turning his attention back towards the dishes in the sink. Piper scoffed, "What is it now Lukas?" She groaned loudly as a platinum blond popped his head into the kitchen, his eyes narrowed as she leaned against the kitchen island. "Did you accidentally get your broomstick stuck up your ass again?"

"Piper Anne," Timo warned, using her full name as she snorted at her own joke. Lukas glared, turning his attention towards Timo didn't look at Lukas, but shrugged anyway, knowing his friend did not approve of Piper's comments. "Anyway, you were saying?"

"I think Mathilde should stay in the attic," Lukas announced. "Especially at night. During the day, we're all up enough that her movements can be covered up, but…"

Lukas jumped as a cold hand landed on his shoulder. "You cannot be serious!" Mathilde shouted. "Lukas, this is my house!" Lukas rolled his eyes as she drew her hand back, glaring at Lukas. "I lived here before any of you! My name is on the lease!"

"This was your house," Erikur quietly reminded her from the living room. Mathilde shot him a look from over her shoulder, before turning back to Lukas. "But she does have seniority."

"I'm sorry, but the last thing we need is her giving a kid nightmares because he's convinced the house is haunted." Lukas crossed his arms, adding, "You understand, don't you?"

"The house is haunted," Mathilde snarled.

"You don't even pay rent," Lukas retorted. "We can't ignore the simple fact that Mathilde did cause the last three people to move out," he mumbled.

"Two of those were my fault, yes," Mathilde grumbled. Piper smirked.

"Erikur's wet dog smell scared off the other off!" Piper joked. Lukas glared as Timo set a dish aside. Erikur tried to push past Lukas and Mathilde as Piper stood up, sticking out her tongue. "Down, boy!"

"Maybe we should just drive a stake through her heart!" Erikur shouted. Timo stepped forward, eyes turning completely dark and black as Lukas froze, shoving Erikur back into the living room.

"Guys, this is fucking ridiculous!" Mathilde shouted. "This whole thing has us on edge! Let's just set the ground rule. No eating or killing the new roommates!" Timo's eyes reverted back to their natural indigo color. He walked back to the sink as Erikur exhaled loudly behind him.

"No haunting them either," Lukas growled. "Attic or else."

"Oh, or else what?" Mathilde snapped. "Or else you're going to help me crossover to the other side finally? Or give me a new human body?" Mathilde watched Lukas throw up his hands in anger, letting out a shout of anger as she rolled her eyes. "Thought so."

"I'm with Lukas on this one, Mathilde," Timo said, reaching into the sink to start draining it. Mathilde made a noise of disapproval as Piper glared at Timo. "Well, we really can't… afford to lose this one now."

"I think we're overreacting a bit too much," Piper deadpanned. Timo cleared his throat as the doorbell rang. Erikur waved to Mathilde, who quickly dashed towards the stairs, running up them as Erikur dashed to the door.

He opened it, smiling as a long, blonde haired woman whirled around. "Oh, uh, hello!" she greeted, forcing an unsure smile on her face as Erikur held out his hand.

"Hi, Erikur Steilsson," he introduced himself, watching her take his hand as he grasped it tightly, shaking it. "You must be Svea! We've been expecting you!" She nodded, stepping aside as she revealed a redheaded boy standing behind her. He glared at Erikur as Svea made a face, pulling his hood down.

"Say hello," she hissed. The boy shook his head as Svea sighed. "I'm sorry, Axel takes a bit to warm up and…"

"He and Lukas will get along fine." Erikur snorted, stepping aside. Svea entered, with Axel lagging behind in tow. Erikur watched as a few moving men began to open up the truck, frowning as they began to grab the small boxes.

Axel watched as Erikur stepped away from the door, standing next to the platinum haired Lukas who was already exchanging formalities with Svea. "It's nice to finally meet you both," Lukas said. "All we know is what we've heard from Arthur and Timo."

"Oh, and is Timo here? He's the one I've been…"

From the doorway of the kitchen, a tall, slender teen girl appeared and Axel scowled as she gave him an annoyed look. "I'm Piper Väinämöinen," she simply said. She examined Svea next, shaking her head as she stepped out of the way. "Dad!" she shouted, drawing out the vowel in the word as a young looking man stepped into sight. "There you are!"

"You were just in here with me, Pipe."

"Whatever," she said. She walked away, bumping into Svea as Timo growled. She made her way towards the stairs as Timo walked forward, his eyes never leaving Piper until she was out of sight.

"I'm sorry, she's…" Timo paused. "Being a teenager." Svea laughed and Timo flushed, quickly glancing over her as he bit his lip. He inhaled, and the smell of something sweet and fresh caught his nose. His hand trembled a bit, but he still held it out as she took it. "Timo."

"I'm Svea. It's fine, really! I guess it'll help prepare me for when this one starts acting up." Svea took his hand and he could feel her soft, warm skin pulsing against his own clammy, calloused one. She glanced at Axel, who was already busy wandering the living room as two movers dropped some boxes in.

"Here, should I go help?" Timo asked, yanking his hand back as he nervously cleared his throat. She shook her head as a younger mover dropped off three more boxes.

"No, we uh… really the boxes aren't that bad and we only really had ten or so," she said. "The rest of it is just things like bed frames and other various furniture that we can sell if…!"

"No, no!"

Timo walked over and grabbed two boxes with Svea's name written across the top. "I'll show you to your room right now. You'll be upstairs. I hope you don't mind sharing a bathroom with Erikur… he's very neat."

"I should be fine," Svea said, looking behind as Erikur shrugged, walking towards the sofa. "And uh, Axel?"

"There's this little bedroom," Timo said simply. "Piper threw a fit, she was using it as a walk-in closet, kind of, but we made her clean it out. There's a bathroom conjoined to Piper's room."

Timo made his way towards the stairs as Axel groaned loudly. "Do I have to share a bathroom with a girl?"

"You shared one with me, didn't you?" Svea asked, following Timo as Axel groaned, walking up the stairs in pursuit of his mother. The two adults chattered about the place as Timo opened a large, empty bedroom with a large bay window. Svea smiled, stepping in as she twirled around in the room.

Axel groaned, muttering something under his breath as he walked towards the end of the hallway. He looked at a door that was already opened, with dark satin sheets and various paintings hung up on the wall, on the same side of the house as his mom's room. He assumed this was Erikur's.

He turned to the left, running his hands along the wooden banisters on the stairs near his room door as he reached for the doorknob, opening it to reveal a smaller room. He stepped inside, walking over to note that once inside, the room didn't seem to be so small, especially since he was a minimalist.

"Axel!" Svea called. "Come on! The moving people want to get your bed frame and dresser in there!" Axel sighed, walking towards the door when he spotted two, bright pink slippers resting on the highest step he could see from his door. He blinked, noticing that these slippers were on someone's feet. He froze, walking towards the stairs as he felt someone grab his arm.

He yelped, turning to face his mother as he looked back at the stairs. The slippers were gone. Svea smiled. "Come on, the sooner they do this, the sooner we can unpack and make ourselves at home!"

"Yeah," Axel muttered. "At home."

x x x

"Mom, can I talk to you?"

Three hours later, the furniture was gone and Svea had been hard at work unpacking. Erikur had brought her a bottle of wine as a housewarming gift and Timo would stop by sporadically and offer to help, while the rest of the housemates kept to themselves.

Mathilde sighed, hanging up a black and white dress as she asked, "Did you finish unpacking?"

"Mom, this is serious." Axel's eyes narrowed as Svea turned around to face him. "I don't like the house." She groaned. "There's something not right! It's… creepy. And the roommates are weird!"

"You're overreacting," she said. "Sure, the… girl's a little bit mouthy, but she's sixteen." Svea paused, before adding, "Do not ever do that to me. I will ground you until you graduated high school."

Axel nodded in mutual understanding. "I don't like any of them," he said.

"Well, you'll learn. Erikur's not so bad. He's very nice. And Timo…"

Axel winced as his mother just simply said his name. "Something isn't right," Axel said. "Plus, I'm not sure I like the house. Remember? Creepy? Looks like something from a horror movie."

Svea chuckled, "It's a bit of a… dated place, but I think it has personality."

"I think it has ghosts." Svea froze as she reached for another pantsuit. Axel cleared his throat, clarifying, "I think this house is haunted!" Svea laughed, shaking her head. "No! I saw someone… on the stairs to the attic earlier. And I looked away and then back and they were gone!"

"Look," Svea said setting the pantsuit back onto the bed, walking over to kneel down to Axel's eye level. "We've had a big day, and a lot has happened. And yes, the house is a bit creepy, so I think that…"

"You aren't listening! We need to leave now!"

"Now you're just being ridiculous," Svea snapped. "Axel, I put too much into this move. I know you're still upset, but this isn't going to change. Learn to love it! This is our life now!"

Axel groaned, before he turned on his heels and ran out of the room.