Hi this is my first post I'm so nervous.

Any constructive criticism is welcome.

My muse for this story comes and goes so any updates will be slow.

And as I've stated before I am new to this so please be patient with me.

Chapter 1

Story Time

The Supernatural is real. It's as real as you and me, you just don't believe it yet. I mean how could you? I certainly don't have any proof to show you. (Other than the fact that I am talking to you even though I'm just a book, for now) But i do have a story to tell, which is ironic because I am a book and that's what books do. But hopefully I might just get you to start thinking; and maybe to truly open your eyes to what lingers in the dark and all around you.

Now this story does not take place in your time, but mine. I come from the year XXXX in the future. I know you can't see the numbers that's part of the curse i'm under. Now hush and listen. I will be giving a little bit of a history lesson here first for your benefit. Well history for me yet a still possible future for you. Yes I said possible. Haven't you heard of parallel realities? Yes? Good. One less thing I'll have to explain. If no. Then go google it! I was never good with explaining science crap.

Ok so remember that around the end of 1999 when the everyone thought that the world was going to end but didn't? Yeah... hehehe... it WAS supposed to end. "How?" you ask. well there was a nasty little computer virus that was going to become an actual virus that any living thing could contract. I don't know how it was going to jump from tech to human; I already said I'm shit for science stuff but, in the original timeline everyone and thing was on the verge of extinction.

Now don't start having a panic attack it is not productive for your survival. Pluuuus! It DIDN'T happen in this timeline. The~re~ you go. Feel how good breathing is. Now since you're done with that poor excuse of a breakdown, back to story time.

Where was I? Oh yeah! Well it's what 2017, 2018 now? So obviously all life on earth is still around. but back then there were some that miraculously were resealent to the virus. Well he didn't like that. Yes I said he. Now hush and be patient. While the rest of humanity was trying to make a biotech cure he was mutating and gaining awareness. He started to become a parasite type and taking over the bodies of the not quite dead that he inhabited.

Ah now you're connecting the dots. Yes the ones that are looking for me and subsequently you are his meat suits. And it's not just humans, but animals too.

Ok now no one thought that he could do any of this so none were on the lookout for those who were possessed. You can't even begin to imagine what all he did. No he didn't kill them; he did something much worse. Since he had gained awareness and had control of multiple people, he also had there memories. And the most informative of them all was the lead scientist in finding the cure. Of course all their work was for nought since he mutated from one type of virus to a parasite. But he started to experiment on them to make himself the perfect body. His, no one else's, all his. And he's had some luck.

He made what I call the Steins. Yes like Frankenstein's monster and again yes, just like Frank made his creation so did he. The first batch were ugly, gross, and just made one sick to there stomach to even gaze upon. They really looked like your typical B-Rate zombie, but with stitches holding them together. Though they did not go down as easily. No one KO to the head or lopping them into pieces uh-hu.

He… Ok I'm just making up a name for him. I can't keep using pronouns for him. People will start thinking I'm talking about God. He already has too much of a God complex. Which everytime I reference him the h is not capitalized. So let me think here. Heeeem… No I'm not calling him Frankenstein! I only referenced that character and I have too much respect for the author Mary Shelley. It's a classic you should read it. And he needs a more evil sounding name. Ah I got it The Technomancer! Or T.M. for short. Like it? No? Don't care my story not yours. Speaking of, better get back to said story.

K so T.M. got better at making the Steins and now they just look like regular people that have had some sort of surgery, cause of all the stitches on there bodies. BUT he didn't stop with them. T.M. had the memories of so many people that he also knew of the superverse, monsterverse, and all the info that came with them. So he knew that these constructs were not in a million years close to being his perfect vessel. And he took that knowledge and started to make myths and legends into reality. Which is why at the start of this chapter I stated that the supernatural is real.

Because now it is.