Hi, my name is Zavier. I am a fifteen year olde monster fan and an author since I was twelve. This is the first story I've done on the site, as you may or may not have read in my bio, so enjoy! Also, thanks to Joy for letting me use Rayford for a brief moment towards the end, I appreciate it. All other characters, excluding Randall, belong to me, so no stealing!
-Zave

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My name is Randall Boggs. Yeah, I'm that purple and blue lizard monster from the movie everyone thinks is made-up. But let me tell you humans something, it isn't. I still have the scars and bruises from the human world and that happened about ten years ago.

Any way, I should probably tell ya why I'm writing a book about this next part.

It's like this. The new CEO, Sullivan, wasn't very happy when I came back to my world, but he agreed to give me my old job back if I agreed to come clean. I did, but only so I could plan my next scheme, and not to kidnap and then kill little four year olds.
The day I was "banished", I was only eighteen or nineteen. I'm about twenty six in monster years now. Wanna know how old I am in human years? Why don't you ask that Steve Buschemi guy, he could probly tell ya.
Any way, now to my story...

CHAPTER ONE: RANDALL MEETS ZAVIER
I had to hurry if I was ever going to pull this off. The clock already read five, and I wasn't even supposed to be in the building anymore.

I hurried over to my desk and grabbed up my paperwork (fungus no longer works with me, as I am the only scarer among the sissy-wimp pansies that call themselves Laughers now) and I was about to hit the button that sends the door back to its vault when I heard a noise. By instinct, I camofloughed myself and watched the door behind me. Too late, I saw that it had previously been white in some past years, but was now gray with spiky flowers on it.

Suddenly, a teenaged girl opened the door and I nearly screamed.

It was her. The little girl I had scared in the past days. She was older now. Instead of brown, her hair was black now, and fell in inky waves against her shoulders. Her skin was a milky shade, almost white. No longer the cute little girl, she was a lanky teen all in black and silver and wearing enough chains and spikes to make her lethal.

I reappeared and her eyes went wide. Before she could scream, I darted forward and clamped my hand over her mouth. She glared at me and I slowly let her go.

"What are you doing here?" I demanded. She shrugged and then peered a little closer at me. "Hey, I remember you. You're Randall, right?" she asked. Her voice was almost deep enough to be that of an imature young boy.

"Yes. Why are you here? How did you even get into the monster world in the first place?" I demanded again. She rolled her eyes.

"I was just opening my closet to drag my spare radio off the shelf and I find another world I haven't visited since I was five." she explained sarcastically. As she glared and fingered her spiked bracelet, I suddenly got an idea. A very good idea.

"Hey, what's your name again?" I asked, smiling a little slyly. She looked up at me and I saw that she had very green eyes. They were probably as bright as mine.

"Zavier." she answered cautiously.
"Zavier what?" I demanded.
"Zavier Coffin." she said tonelessly.
"Close the door and step over here a moment." I told her as nicely as I could.

Damn, this had better work. If she dresses like this every day, she better make one hell of a good scarer. I thought a little tiredly. She did as I said and I heard chains rattling. Looking at the back of her black pants, I saw several long, very heavy chains criss crossed and looped to several silver loops on the seams. Zippers and safe-t pins and buckles hung on the pants as well, and I got the feeling she was really into the stuff humans called heavy metal.

Heh. Yeah, any more 'heavy metal', and she'd sink an ocean liner I thought. She leaned against the desk and folded her arms. I saw a crescent shaped mark on her left fore arm and she said "Birth mark." I nodded in understanding and smiled reassuringly at her.

"What are you playing at?" she asked suspiciously.

"Nothing, Zave. Nothing at all. Do you like the Orphanage you live at?" I asked suddenly. Her eyes went wide at this and I saw that there were deep blue shadows lining her eyes, making her look sick and very tired. I figured it was lack of sleep.

"How did you know I'm stuck living at an orphanage?" she demanded softly. I shrugged. "I have ways. You lived in one when I last saw you too, didn't you?" I asked. She nodded and looked around. "Nothing much here has changed, huh?" she asked herself.

"Let's say I know how it sucks to live in a place like that. What would you say if I told you you had a choice?" I inquired. I grinned, showing all my sharp white teeth, and Zavier smiled back. I noticed she also had white teeth, but she also had long sharp fangs. I didn't know humans could have fangs.

"I'd probably jump at any opportunity I got. The two kids I have to live with are as fat as cows and about as smart." she joked. So she only had to live with two? Hell, I had to live with five or six.

"Okay, Zavier. If you were asked to pack, what would you most likely bring?" I asked. I talked to her like I would a five year old, but she didn't seem to care.

"Probly just my CD player, my guitar, and my drawings." she answered. I raised an eye. "You play guitar?" I asked curiously. She nodded. "Uh-huh. I'm better on guitar than bass or the drums, but I'm better on the drums than the bass." she said casually.

"They always taught us in school that humans were stupid." I mused. She laughed sarcastically and rolled her eyes in a disturbingly good impression of me.

"Okay, then. Why don't you go back in your room and get those things, huh?" I suggested. She stared at me like I'd just offered her a million dollars or something. She smiled.

"What, I'm gonna stay here in the monster world now?" she asked. She sounded as if she could hardly believe it. I could hardly believe I was going to let her stay at my place. I nodded.

Suddenly, she jumped forward and flung her arms around my shoulders, squeezing me in a tight hug! I shoved her away in disgust and glared menacingly at her. She smiled.

"You won't regret it, Rand." she said. She ran to her door, flung it open and slammed it behind her. Suddenly, a voice shouted at me from the hallway.
"Hey, Boggs! Thought you had to get home?" Sullivan. I looked around nervously and saw too late that Zavier's door was still in its station. Hoping she had enough sense to keep it shut for the time being, I answered him. "Uh, yeah. Wait, why ain't you home?" I asked slyly. Sullivan glared at me.

"I am CEO of M.I., Randall." he said in a bored sort of voice. I wondered why he hadn't noticed Zavier's door yet, then saw that a stack of cartons was obscuring his view. Thanking whatever gods liked lizard monsters, I sighed in relief.

"Yeah, I was just getting my paperwork, it was buried." I lied hastily. I picked up the stack of papers and held them up so he could see.

"Oh, okay. Here, I'll just take them, and then you can go home." he said, back to his usual cheerfull self. "No! Uh, I mean, no. I'll just take them to Roz myself, thanks." I said quickly. Sullivan stopped in his tracks, then shrugged.

"See you tomorrow, Boggs." he said dismissively. I put a hand against my racing heart and sighed explosively.

I heard Zavier's door open and she stepped out quietly. There was a guitar case slung over her shoulder, a large shoebox under one arm and a pair of head phones around her neck with a wire that ran into one of the many pockets in her pants.

"I heard everything. Was that Kitty?" she asked. I looked up at her, confused. "His name is Sullivan." I corrected her sharply. She blushed. "Sorry, that's all I used to call him." she muttered.

"Nevermind, how fast are you?" I asked. She raised an eyebrow and shrugged.

"Pretty fast, if I'm not carrying anything. Why?" she asked.

"Because. Without a disguise, your gonna have to run in the shadows."

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