Discalimer: Look, I don't own ANY of the animes (or the bishi world) mentioned in this story unless stated otherwise.

"Where do you need to get back to?!" I called.

"Um... Yusuke's territory in the Makai. I'm looking for a portal, but there aren't any around." I dropped the atlas I was holding. For a second I thought she was joking, the Makai doesn't exist! But the tone of her voice told me otherwise. She was telling the truth.

I was silent, trying to think of some way to respond to that. I waved my hand, signaling for the girl to follow me.

We got into the hall way that led to the trapdoor of my room. I had put a picture on the ceiling right in the middle of the door so I could always find it. Pushing the button to release the latch, I pushed up on the door and the rope ladder tumbled down. The girl climbed up.

Suddenly, it came to me why I had deja-vu earlier. This girl was exactly like the personality that I was online! Shaking my head at the sheer impossibility of that being true, I followed her up the ladder.

She seemed to be looking around my room in interest. The puppy she had was on my bed, watching my every move. The girl was looking around my room, showing a lot of interest in the pictures of Hiei that lined the south wall. Looking at the clock, I noticed that it was getting late.

"Hey, if you need a place to stay, you're welcome to stay here. My parents are out for the week, so it's ok by me." I said to the girl. She looked at me and nodded.

"Thank you." she said. Going to my closet, I pulled down my favorite sleeping bag, ice blue with purple crystal shapes on it; along with a matching pillow. Setting them out on the floor, I watched as the white pup jumped from my bed to the bag. I was suddenly distracted by several flashes of light, all coming from different parts of my room. A girl tumbled out of each flash of light. When the lights died down, I found that there were six more people in my room with me.

"What the hell just happened?!" asked one who looked just like I did. She had a strange belt on with weird silver and black balls attached to it. Two of them had black hair and both of them appeared to be...sniffing the air? Weird... The fourth was in the west corner of my room, on the far side of my bed. She, too, had a belt with balls, but her balls were red and white instead of black and silver.

'Pokeballs?' I thought. That girl looked up at me, but then went back to looking around nervously.

"Where am I?" asked another one with brown hair. Her voice was melodious, like she was a singer. The last girl with brown hair was glancing around quickly. Her gaze settled on the taller of the two black-haired girls and the girl with blue streaks for a few seconds, but then went back to looking around.

Basically, it was chaos in my room. And it had to stop.

Stepping up onto my bed, I cupped my hands around my mouth.

"HEY, PEOPLE, SHUT UP!" I yelled. All movement in the room instantly stopped.

"Thank you. Now, first off-"

"Wait a second, tell us where we are!" the girl with the Pokeballs demanded. A chorus of 'yeah's and 'tell us's followed. I sighed.

"Fine. You are currently in my room, in Connecticut, in the USA." I said. I had this sneaking suspicion that these were girls from my stories; there were the right number of them.

"So, who are you and where are you from?" I asked, afraid of what the answer might be. The one with the blue streaks spoke up first.

"Megan, from the Makai."

"Megan, from China." Said the shorter of the two black haired girls.

"I am too! I'm Megan, though I'm from New York." Said the singer.

"Megan, Saffron City." Said the one with Pokeballs on her belt.

"Yo, Megan, from the Bishi Word." The one with the silver and black balls spoke up.

"Megan, Feudal Japan." The girl with the necklace said, her crystal glowing with each word.

"Megan, Sarayski District in Japan." Said the last girl, the taller of the two with black hair. I looked at them, suddenly glad we ran out of catnip. The seven looked at each other, amazed that the sheer possibility of them all having the same names. Silently cursing my lack of creativity when it came to names, I logged onto my computer.

Username: LoneHowl

Password: ---------

Welcome, LoneHowl.

Quickly logging onto Fanfiction, I skimmed my stories, only to confirm my suspicions. These girls were, indeed, my internet incarnations.

"Ok, weirdness." I said softly. Spinning my swivel chair to face the girls, I spoke.

"Listen, we have to find you all temporary names. It will get confusing if we all have the name 'Megan.'" I said. The seven nodded at once. Spinning back to my computer, I went to 20000-names dot com. "Lesse, girl's names, 'M'" I scrolled down till I found a name I liked. I wrote it down and kept going. Soon, I had a list of names.

Melody sing

Maemi smile of truth

Merle blackbird

Meg pearl

Muna desire

Maite dearly loved

Miko priestess

I turned to the group, who were now looking through my mangas.

"Yo, I found you some names!" I said. All page-flipping stopped as the seven came over to me. Looking at the first name on my list, I pointed to the Megan from New York.

"You," I said, "will be Melody." The singing girl nodded.

"You," I pointed at the taller of the two black- haired girls, "are now Maemi. And you," I pointed at the shorter of the two girls, "are now known as Merle." Both of them nodded. Pointing at the Bishi-catcher girl, I said, "I couldn't find a name for you, so you will be called Meg, and you," I pointed to the Pokemon girl, "Are Muna. You," I said, looking at the first girl, the one with the blue streaks, "are going to be Maite and lastly, you," I said to the one with the crystal shard, "will be, for lack of a better name, Miko." Seting the list down, I rubbed my temples. "And I need some music now."

I put my CD into my computer and chose a track. The song What Dreams Are Made Of filtered through the speakers. Turning it up, I sang along, the other seven people joined me.

"Have you ever seen such a beautiful night?

I could almost kiss the stars,

They're shinning so bright!

When I see you smiling I go

Oh, oh, oh!

I would never want to miss this

'Cause in my heart,

I know what this is!

Hey now, hey now,

This is what dreams

Are made of!

Hey now, hey now,

This is what dreams

Are made of!

I've got somewhere I belong

I've got somebody to love

this is what dreams...

Are made of.

Have you ever wondered what life is about?

You can search the whole world,

And never figure it out

You don't have to sail the oceans,

No, no, no.

Happiness is no mystery,

and here and now it's you and me and...

Hey now, hey now,

This is what dreams

Are made of!

Hey now, hey now,

This is what dreams are made of!

I've got somewhere I belong

I've got somebody to love!

This is what dreams are made of!

Open your eyes!

Shout to the skies!

When I see you smiling I go,

oh, oh, oh!

Yesterday my life was duller,

Now everything is Technicolor!

Hey now, hey now,

This is what dreams are made of!

Hey now, hey now,

This is what dreams are made of!

I've got somewhere I belong,

I've got somebody to love!

This is what dreams,

Dreams!

This is what dreams are made of!

Hey now, hey now!

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey now, hey now!

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey now, hey now!

Hey, hey, hey, HEY!"

The song ended, and we all started laughing. We all sounded the same! That was when the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey, turn down the music, I heard it all the way over here!" my friend's voice jokingly said.

"Hey, if you can hear it, that's a good thing, right? It means your ears aren't near as bad as your eyes!" I said in the same tone as she did.

"Ha, ha, very funny." Across the street, Alex looked out her window. I went to mine and my incarnations followed.

"Hey, earlier, I felt this weird flash. I dunno what it was, but it felt like my body was heated up then dropped into cold water. There was a small one at first, but then there was a huge one, but they only lasted about a minute." She said. "Hey, who all's behind you?"

I stared at her with the 'You are so WEIRD' look on me face.

"What?"

"You know how I write stories, ne?"

"Yeah."

"And how I put incarnations into my stories?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Well, it seems like all of the incarnations, including my internet one, were dropped into my room about half an hour ago."

"That was when the flashes hit me!"

"Weird. Hey, come on over, the storm-shed door into the basement is open."

"'K. We can talk about this then. I so wanna meet all of them!"

"'K. Now get off the phone and get your ass over here!"

"'K. Talk to you in about thirty seconds!" Alex hung up. I did too, and watched out the window. Alex was racing out her front door.

'23... 22...21...20...'

She ran across the street.

'14...13...12...11...'

She made it to my house and went around back. I heard the creaking of the rusty storm-door and the bang as it shut.

'5...4...'

I herd her charging up our basement steps.

'3...'

The latch on the trap door opened.

'2...'

The ladder rolled down.

'1...'

Alex's head popped through the door, all flushed. She was panting.

"(pant)See? (pant)Thirty (pant, pant) seconds!" she finished climbing the ladder and plopped onto the ground.

"You didn't have to do that, you know." I said dryly.

"I (pant) know."

"Then why did you?"

"...I dunno." That's when she got a good look at the people in the room. "Wow... Who's she?" Alex pointed at Meg.

"She's the one from my Bishi story." I responded. Alex jumped to her feet.

"YoumeanshehasYusuke?!" she squealed. While six of the girls looked confused, Meg and I actually understood Alex's question.

"Yes, I/she have/has Yusuke." Meg and I said at the same time. We then looked at each other. "Weird." We both said.

There, another new chapter. -throws little silver confetti stars into the air- I'M 14 YAYNESS!!! Oh, go look at my new plot bunny!