Title: Mysterious Wind

Sub-Title: "The Curse of Eternal Slumber"

Author: Destini Jen Venturi

Disclaimer: I do not own Life with Derek or any of its characters. I also do not own Martin Mystery or any of its characters. Any unfamiliar name used in this fiction for any character not originated from either series is of my own creation. Otherwise, the disclaimers above take effect. I would also like to thank Jeff Biederman for being one of the best producers/script writers ever to have worked on both of these shows.

Summary: Something paranormal is going on in the MacDonald-Venturi home and the surrounding area involving teenage girls. Martin and Diana are sent out to investigate. This is a crossover with Martin Mystery.

Pairings: Dasey-centric, with some Martana. And maybe even some Lizwin, who knows really? I haven't decided yet.

Genre(s): Sci-Fi, Romance, Mystery, Suspense, Angst, and Supernatural

Warning(s): None, unless you do not like stepsibling romance because there are two stepsibling couples, one couple from each show, in this fanfiction, and there may even be some Lizwin, so if you are easily bothered by such relationships then I would suggest that you not read this fic.

Feedback: Read & Review, please. I would love some constructive criticism – I never seem to get any around here for some reason.

Things to Know:

– This is in third person omniscient point of view.

– There is no one main character point of view.

– Thoughts are in italics and 'apostrophes.'

– Locations, dates, and times are in bold and italics.

– Canadian/British spellings and Canadian slang has been used, even though I am American. (i.e., behaviour, humour, keener [slang, etc.) I only use this form when writing fanfiction for Canadian TV shows.

– Since this is Sci-Fi Fantasy that means that this story involves occurrences of things that could never possibly happen in real life, so, do not expect it to have very much of anything that would happen in real life once this story gets to the actual mission/mystery at hand, except for, of course, the pairings – and don't argue with me on that one because I am a firm believer that it can happen and will.

– Takes place a two weeks after Life with Derek episode, "Crushing the Coach," and Martin Mystery episode, "Movie Monster Mayhem."

– I have changed some things in some of the scenes of "Crushing the Coach" and some of the scenes in the Martin Mystery episode "Scream from the Forest" where Martin and Diana go on a camping trip with Martin's father, but that will be explained in more detail later.

"What's yours is mine and what's mine is yours." – Martin Mystery

"What could I possibly want of yours?" – Diana Lombard

Episode: "The Body Swapper"
Show: Martin Mystery

Prologue: Supernatural Phenomenon – Not Possible!

MacDonald-Venturi Household – London, Ontario, Canada

Early Friday Morning – 2:48 AM – Derek's Bedroom

Derek Venturi could not sleep; he had the strangest feeling something bad was about to happen in this house or more specifically to someone in this house. He could not understand it. Things like this hardly ever bothered him before. It just was not natural for him to be so worried that he was missing sleep over something that could very well be nothing at all. Okay, so he had recently had a similar experience, but at least then, he knew why he could not get any sleep.

Before his family became known as the MacDonald-Venturis, nothing like this had ever bothered him before. When the merge happened is when things began to change. He had thought things were changing for the worst because he stopped getting his way with everything and was only getting his way with some things after the MacDonalds had moved in. However, he was beginning to think that things were finally getting better in the MacDonald-Venturi household since things had recently changed between him and his rival stepsister. He still was not always getting his way with everything, but at least he was in everyone's good graces for showing Casey what kind of guy Scott really was.

This was ridiculous. He was getting nowhere just sitting here and sleep was obviously not in the equation until he knew for sure that everything and everyone were okay in this house. He got up and started pacing his room continuing to wonder why something was keeping him up on this night of all nights. Eventually, after a little over two hours of pacing he decided to check the hall and see if anyone else was up. Hoping that maybe he was not the only one in this house having this strange feeling.

Walking out into the hall and looking around, he noticed that Casey's bedroom door was unusually open and a slight breeze seemed to be coming from the room along with a very concentrated bright light. She had always closed her door at night. What would make this night any different?

Not that he was the least bit concerned for her knowing that only eight hours ago she had been her usual freaky self that he had come to care a lot about in the last few months and he knew that he would have nothing to worry about, but something told him that he should check in on her anyway. Making his way over to the bedroom next door to his, he could not help but feel that same strange feeling that something bad was going to happen soon overcome him even more than before.

"No way," he whispered inaudibly to himself.

He almost could not believe his eyes. 'This can't really be happening…,' He thought, dumbfounded at what he saw before him and yet sure that he was completely delirious from lack of sleep. 'Well, this is what I get from not sleeping for the last seven hours. I'm hallucinating.'

He remembered the last time he lost sleep for an entire night and reasoned with himself that even then he was not seeing things as strange as this. Yet, he decided that right now – anything was possible. So, still thinking that maybe it was just a trick of the darkness and unexpected light, he rubbed his eyes then looked into the room again. Nevertheless, what he had seen was still present before his very own eyes.

Fifteen-year-old Casey MacDonald was sound asleep in her bed. Only…she was floating above her bed her long hair delicately swaying in the breeze and the covers hanging over her were serenely swaying. A breeze and a soft white light came from the cracks of an unopened window surrounding the room making the curtains and bed skirt gently sway.

"That's impossible," Derek stated, a little louder than before, but not so loudly that it would wake anyone else up. He stared wide-eyed at the scene his mouth slightly hanging open from the shock for several minutes when suddenly the breeze and light were gone and she was slowly placed back onto her bed, appearing as if nothing had happened at all.

Author's Note:

I am very sorry this has taken me so long to re-write and update and I just have to say thanks to everyone who has reviewed all of my other stories. Really, thanks!

— Destini Jen Venturi —

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