Quick note: Hey guys. So, some of you are asking about the whole GameBoy thing. I'm not much of a gamer, so I don't really know game consoles all that well. I kinda just meant that game console shown in the movie. Sorry! That one's my bad...

Leo

Leaves and branches whipped my face as we ran. I narrowly avoided running into Mikey, twice, and finally, we tripped and fell down a mudslide.

Something in the sky dinged, and suddenly, the little black man fell, landing on a rock.

"Ah! Oww!" Raph groaned, in his extremely entertainingly high voice.

"You okay, bro?" I asked.

"I just got eaten by a giant hippopotamus. Do I look okay?!" He snapped at me.

I raised both hands, when a jeep drove around the corner, beeping its horn.

"What the- Who are you?" Mikey demanded.

"Professor Sheldon Oberon. I must say it's a pleasure to meet you. Jumanji needs you." The guy in the driver seat grinned. "Get in now, chop chop!"

The jeep's doors swung open. We exchanged glances, but then quickly climbed in when we heard something behind us roar.

"What's going on?" I asked the guy, sitting beside Mikey.

"Seaplane McDonough. I must say it's a pleasure to meet you. Jumanji needs you." He replied.

"Okay... Weird..." Raph muttered.

"Dr. Bravestone. Jumanji needs-"

"Needs him, too. Skip the intros. Why are we here?" I cut the man off.

"It's all right there in the letter I sent you, Dr. Bravestone." The man replied.

"Letter?" Donnie raised an eyebrow. "I don't have a-" A piece of paper appeared in Donnie's hand.

"Woah... Magic letter..." I heard Mikey mutter.

"I suggest you read it out loud." The guy said.

"Okay..." He cleared his throat. "'Dear Dr. Bravestone..."

Suddenly, everything changed. It was like we were watching a movie, but we weren't really even there. A cutscene.

The guy, Nigel, was with a team in the jungle, cutting through trees with a machete.

He told the story of a bad guy called Van Pelt, who stole a precious green jewel that protected the world of Jumanji. Van Pelt became cursed, but also gained the ability to control every animal of the jungle. That part made me shiver. Then, Nigel stole the jewel from Van Pelt and took off with it. The cutscene ended as Van Pelt screamed, "Bring me the jewel! And slaughter any who try to stop you!"

"Right then, here you go. Good luck." Nigel handed Donnie a beautiful emerald the size of his head! "Here also is a map of Jumanji. I'm sure you'll want to start right away. The goal for you, I'll recite in verse, return the jewel and lift the curse. If you wish to leave the game, you must save Jumanji, and call out its name."

The doors of the jeep sprung open. We were parked on a fairly grassy hill.

"You can't just bring us to the statue?" Raph grumbled.

"The goal for you, I'll recite in verse, return the jewel and lift the curse..."

We got out. No point staying if he was just going to repeat himself.

"Remember, save Jumanji, and call out its name!" Nigel called, as he drove away.

"Well."

"Okay..." I could see wheels turning in Mikey's head. "We have to have a list of skills and weaknesses. There's gotta be a way to know..." Mikey started patting his body, until he hit the right side of his chest, and a large board appeared.

"Holy!" Raph gasped.

Mikey started reading it out loud. "Okay, strengths: cartography, archaeology and paleontology. Weaknesses... Are you serious? Endurance?!"

That was definitely different from the Mikey I knew. He was constantly hyper, plus he pronounced archaeology and cartography wrong.

"Okay, I know what archaeology is, and thanks to Ming, we all know what paleontology is, so what's the last thing?" Raph asked.

"It's map-reading." Donnie explained. He tapped his right chest as well, and the same sort of thing appeared. "Ho! K! Uh... Strengths... strength, speed, climbing, boomerang, fearless, smouldering intensity?" Donnie rolled his eyes. "Yeah, sure. Hey cool! I don't have any weaknesses!"

"Lucky." Mikey mumbled, as Raph snorted. Raph had a point. Donnie was slightly weaker and slower than the rest of us, and not that fearless.

Raph brought up his strengths and weaknesses. "Are you kidding me with this damn game?!" He snarled.

I nearly died laughing. Big, tough, slightly dense Raphael's strengths were zoology and weapons valet, meaning he knew a lot about animals, and held weapons for Donnie, who was clearly the main hero. That explained the large backpack. His weaknesses, however, were strength, speed, and cake.

"Shut up, Leo!" Raph yelled. Mikey and Donnie snickered. "Your turn! I bet you aren't so great!"

I copied the others. Oh God...

My strengths were making margaritas and piloting airborne vehicles. My weakness was mosquitoes. I shivered. I was afraid of heights. My brothers didn't know that. I was also a bit of a goody-two-shoes and never really drank alcohol. Well, at least I had an extra reason to hate mosquitoes now.

Raph groaned. "Why do you always end up the lucky one?!" He demanded.

I didn't feel very lucky, but we couldn't worry about that now. We had to get our bearings...


I think I'm going to have to cut it off there for now until I can watch the movie again to make sure I'm at least following the basic points of the plotline. I'll see you guys in the next chapter. Byyyyyeee.