Happy 2020, everyone!
...well, actually, happy late 2020. I've been rather busy lately spending time with my family in my former home for the holidays. Family comes first, after all.
Anyway, for my next Total Drama fanfic, and the first fanfic of 2020, I present you… Polter Hills!
I had this idea crawling in the back of my head for quite some time. At first, I thought of doing it based on the short-lived cartoon Moville Mysteries starring Total Drama characters, but as of right now, I decided, nah, I better use one character, and that character will be Noah. Rest assured, the other canon characters will appear at some point.
This story is going to be a mixture of the well-known Gravity Falls and the relatively obscure Moville Mysteries. Now, I want all of you to know that this story is NOT going to follow Gravity Falls' quirky, family friendly tone, but rather, it's going to be more in line with Moville Mysteries' grim and cynical tone. That means that there are going to be asshole characters getting their comeuppance, and the supernatural threats are going to be taken more seriously, in addition to having a more, shall we say, mature content.
Disclaimer: I don't own Total Drama, Gravity Falls or Moville Mysteries.
Warning: Rated T for coarse language and mature content. May change to M later on.
EDIT: I just re-uploaded this chapter with a few modifications, mainly that I deleted the fan-cast, as I realized it's meaningless in a fanfic.
Welcome to Polter Hills
The sun shines over a nice little city. It all seems right and normal. In the park there is a family having a nice barbecue, while a guy throws a Frisbee, which his dog caught with its mouth.
"Polter Hills, a nice-looking town where everything is nice and dandy, where people can have fun and socialize. It's a perfect time for leisure, recreation, and taking it easy…"
We then read a sign that says "Welcome to Polter Hills."
"…unless, of course, you're me." The narrator finishes.
The sign is then broken by a speeding school bus that is trying to escape from an unknown assailant. The students inside the vehicle are all screaming and panicking, some holding each other in fear, while others are holding onto their seats for dear life. The same goes for their teacher, a middle-aged man with a thick brown moustache and hair wearing a yellow sweater and a bowtie. Behind the wheel is a shorter, older man who looks like a retired sailor.
Among the panicking students is a rather short and skinny boy with tan skin and dark brown hair, probably of Indian descent. He wears a sleeveless red sweater underneath a teal shirt, along with cargo pants and sneakers.
The second boy next to him has darker skin and a small black afro, and is taller than him, but equally skinny. He wears a lime green shirt with rolled up sleeves, and blue jeans along with sneakers.
The third member is a girl of medium-size, with light skin and Asian features. She has a short bob haircut, wears a pink shirt with puffy short sleeves and tight khakis, as well as sneakers like the boys.
"It's getting closer!" the Indian boy yells.
"Can't this damn thing go faster?!" the Asian girl yells.
"I'm too young to die!" the black boy yells.
"My name is Noah. And these two are Kevin and Jenny, my new friends."
The creature chasing after them picks up a tree and chucks it over the bus. It crashes on the street and blocks their path.
"Look out!" the teacher yells pointing to the tree. The driver steers the wheel, but loses control. Everyone screams as they end up impacting on the tree, damaging the bus. Groaning in pain, the teens struggle to get up as they leave the destroyed vehicle. They stop midway when they see the monster, and pale instantly.
The creature appears to be some kind of cyclops ogre whose right hand is a mace. Roaring, the monster lifts its hand and is about to kill the teens, who scream in horror.
Then the image freezes.
"Ok, you may be wondering 'What the fuck is going on here?' Well, there's a perfectly logical explanation for all of this. Sort of."
Saturday
It all started three days ago. You see, me and my family just moved from Ontario, Canada.
We cut to the inside of a car, most likely a van. Noah, the boy narrating, was seen reading a book, sitting between two taller boys who looked similar, probably twins, except one of them had spiky short hair, and the other has a puffy pompadour. They were both arm-wrestling. On the wheel was an older Indian man in his late forties with a thick moustache and short hair that appears to be graying, probably their father. On the passenger's seat was an even older, bearded Indian man, possibly the boys' grandfather. Sitting next to the boys was also a golden Labrador, which was sleeping.
This is me, and these two meatheads are my older twin brothers Ajit and Deepak, along with our father Rashad and our grandfather Mohammed. Oh, and our dog, Fortune. Actually, we used to be a larger family, but due to an incident beyond our control, which I'd rather not talk about, it was tragically cut down in half. I also have two remaining older sisters, but they couldn't come because they're in college. Lucky them.
When they arrived, they stopped in front of an old-looking house that appeared to be around 70 years old. There was a middle-aged man in a fancy suit, probably a realtor, next to a sign saying 'For Sale'. Said sign was pulled out as the man approached the family.
"Good morning, Mr. Sandhu." he greeted.
"Morning. So, this is the house we're renting, right?" Rashad asked.
The realtor nodded "You're correct, sir, now, I'd like to show you the inside of the house and its functions. If you'll follow me..."
The man entered the house as the family followed him. Everyone was unpacking their stuff and were settling in. Well, except for Noah.
We just moved to a little town in Wisconsin called Polter Hills to start a new life away from the big city, even if that means leaving behind everything and everyone I knew back home. You have no idea how much Owen cried when I told him and our friends that I was moving away against my will. I wonder how long it will be before-
"Noah! Noah!" Rashad's voice is heard, snapping Noah out of this thoughts.
Noah looks up from his book "Yes, Dad?"
"Son, help your brothers unpack, and no excuses this time."
Noah rolled his eyes "Yes, sir." He grabbed his bags and went inside the house. Once inside, the bookworm looked around for a room to settle in. He walked past his brothers, who appeared to have found their new room and were already unpacking. They were also fighting over the top bunk.
"I call dibs on the top bunk!" Deepak exclaimed.
"No fair! I want the top bunk!" Ajit yelled back.
"I'm older than you!"
"Only for two minutes!"
Noah rolled his eyes at their childish behavior "Some things never change," he muttered before he continued walking and found his room.
"Let's just say, I was having a hard time getting used to my new surroundings. Especially since I was still recovering from…. the incident. I wasn't the only one, though. My brothers were also having a hard time adjusting, given that they were also affected. In addition, they used to be popular at our old school, and the fact that they have to start a new life here pisses them off, because they'll be the new kids."
"Dad and Grandpa, on the other hand, were trying to look at the positive side of things. Well, mostly Dad, Grandpa was resisting to this change like we were. You see, he's the stereotypical traditional grandpa, and only became more traditional after the incident. I doubt anything will make him relax, aside from praying."
While Noah was unpacking in his new room, his father walked in.
"Need some help, son?" he asked.
"I can manage, Dad. I'm not as weak as you think I am." Noah replied with disdain.
His father sighed "Look Noah, I get it. I wasn't exactly Father of the Year to you back when we lived in Ontario. Heck, your other siblings felt that way whenever I praised Ahmed."
Noah stopped unpacking upon hearing his brother's name. True, his father had always favored his eldest brother, who had joined the army, but died in a mission to Iraq a couple years ago. And true, Rashad hasn't really been 'Father of the Year' material to him, mostly because he was as old-fashioned as Noah's grandfather, but not much. But that didn't mean that Rashad didn't love his son; he was simply overwhelmed by having so many kids.
His father continued "But after what happened to our family, to your mother, I realized that I need to be a better father, not just to you, but to Ajit, Deepak, Yasmin and Maya. You're all the family I have left. I don't want to lose you, and I thought maybe moving to this place would help us rekindle our father-son bond."
Noah thought about it as he stared at the necklace he had around his neck. Even though he and his mother hadn't had the best of relationships, they were showing signs of improvement in the last couple years. It was only when the incident happened, that Noah realized that he didn't appreciate his family as much as he should have, just like how his father reflected on the same subject.
He still stuck to his guns, however.
"Maybe. You still have 17 years to make up for it. I think I can take care of myself."
His father nodded "I know, son. I know." Then, he left Noah to his devices. He found the realtor. "This house is very good. We'll take it."
"Good, at least you're more eager than the last person who rented it." the realtor said.
Rashad raised an eyebrow "What do you mean by that?"
The realtor shrugged "He said something about this town being 'weird' and 'full of mystical creatures' or something like that."
Noah snuck out of his room when he heard that sentence. He raised an eyebrow in curiosity.
"You didn't believe in that bullshit, did you?" Rashad asked.
"Believing in nonsense like that is bad for business. I assure you that this town is perfectly normal."
Noah thought something was off about the realtor's tone when he spoke. Like there was a tone of denial with hints of desperation. But he didn't pay anymore attention to the matter and continued unpacking.
"It looked like it was going to be the same old routine, like it's always been, but little did we know, that would all change on our first week of school."
Monday
The Sandhus' van parked on the sidewalk of a building that had the sign 'Polter Hills High'. Noah, Ajit and Deepak got out of the vehicle with their backpacks.
"Have fun on your first day of school, sons. And remember, stay out of trouble." Rashad instructed.
"That won't be a problem, Dad." Noah replied.
"But Dad, we used to be popular at our old school!" Ajit whined.
"Yeah, and now we have to start over? How's that fair?!" Deepak also complained.
"Listen, I know it's going to be difficult to adapt to a new environment; heck, I'm nervous about starting my new job today, but we are Sandhus, and we always face adversity." Rashad told them encouragingly "Do you know your way back home?"
"Yeah," all three boys replied.
"We also a copy of the house keys." Noah added.
"Good, see you tonight. I'm going to start my first day at my new job." their father said before he started the engine and drove off.
As they watched the van disappear, Noah and his brothers turned to see the building they were going to be studying in for the rest of the year.
"Well guys, let the torture begin." Noah said as they walked up the stairs. As soon as they entered, they saw many students in the hallways chatting and socializing. Noah and his brothers kept walking.
There was a middle-aged man in a rather tacky suit and a creepy-looking face, probably the principal. Next to him was a bespetacled woman with shoulder-length black hair who appeared to be in her mid-thirties. She had a rather volupuous body consisting of long, shapely legs, a well-toned butt that her skirt barely covered, and a huge pair of breasts contained inside her blue suit. Her body contrasted greatly with her face, which looked like an Argentinian caricature. Overall, she looked like an oversexualized aunt.
"Ah, there they go, Ms. Feinberg, eager young minds wandering lost in the desert of ignorance, thirsting for knowledge!" the man exclaimed, while the woman just rolled her eyes and yawned in boredom "And we, we shall be their guides to the oasis of higher learning! Yes!"
The three brothers continued walking until they reached their designated lockers.
"Well, here are our lockers. Might as well start unpacking." Noah said as he took off his backpack and started unlocking the lock. Once he managed to unlock it, Noah opened his locker, but in doing so, unknowingly slammed it on someone.
"Ow!" a male voice was heard.
Upon hearing the pained groan, Noah turned to see who he hit. The victim angrily slammed the locker door shut, and Noah got a better look at the guy. He was a medium-sized, chubby guy with pale skin and purple hair done in bowl-style. He was wearing a purple T-shirt underneath a grey polar vest, green shorts, and snickers. He was also wearing punk bracelets. He had an angry look on his face.
"He looks as if someone had put my former classmates Chet and Max into a blender" Noah thought, remembering the former who was step-brothers with a guy named Lorenzo, and the latter who was a 'supervillain wannabe'.
"Watch who you hit with that, nerdling!" the guy yelled in a gluttural voice.
"Sorry, I didn't know you were in your way." Noah apologized.
"Just for that, I'll give ya a wedgie!" the guy threatened as he was about to get his hands on Noah, but Ajit and Deepak stood in his way.
"Hey, back off, asshole! That's our brother you're messing with!" Deepak growled.
"Yeah, pick on someone your own size, gorilla!" Ajit yelled.
"Then I'll give ya two a double-wedgie!" the brute replied angrily.
The rest of the students took notice of this and gathered around the three of them
"Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!" they all chanted.
"Is there a problem here?"
Everyone stopped when they turned to see the principal giving them a disapproving glare. All the students immediately scrammed, not wanting to incur his wrath, leaving only Noah and brothers, along with the bully.
"Well?" the principal pressed on.
"Ummm... no sir?" the four boys replied.
"I hope I don't have to see you in my office again, Butch Kernicky," the principal said sternly.
"No sir, it won't happen again," the bully, whose name was confirmed to be Butch, nodded nervously.
The principal turned to the three brothers "You three must be the new students, right?"
"Yeah, we're the Sandhu brothers." Noah replied. "I'm Noah, and these two are my older brothers Ajit and Deepak"
"I see. You weren't picking up a fight in the hallway, right?"
Noah shook his head "No, mister Principal, we were just rough-housing, isn't that right?"
"What?" Ajit and Deepak asked in confusion.
"Just follow along. We don't want trouble," Noah whispered. His brothers immediately caught on.
"Oh yeah, yeah, we were so rough-housing!" Deepak said.
"We do it all the time at home!" Ajit added.
The principal stared at them for a few minutes, before replying "This is your first day of school, young men, so I'll let you off with a warning: no fighting in the halls." he then took his leave. As soon as he was out of sight, the four teenagers glared at each other.
"This isn't over, new guys." Butch growled "I'm givin' your baby bro a wedgie by the end of the day!"
Deepak glared at him "You mess with him, you mess with us. So don't cross us, ok?"
The bully and the twins glared at each other for a moment, before Butch decided to walk off.
"We just dealt with a classic example of Mother Nature in all its horrid glory." Noah said.
"Man, this sucks!" Ajit exclaims "I don't get why that asshole got a free pass while they read us the Riot Act! He should've gotten in trouble, not us!"
"In our old school we could've pummelled any guy who tried to pick a fight with us!" Deepak added.
"We don't want to get in trouble in our first day of school, Dad already said it." Noah reminded them "If we deal with that jerk again, just remember: always buy the stretchiest underwear you can find."
"Why would you even need stretchy underwear?" Ajit asked him.
"Oh, I don't know, maybe the fact that you two, and our other siblings, used to give me wedgies when we were kids?" Noah replied sarcastically, remembering the times his siblings used to bully him when they were little.
"Oh come on, we don't do that anymore!" Deepak reclaimed indignant "Not after what happened in Ontario."
"Yeah bro, we've changed. Trust us." Ajit insisted.
"I'll believe it when I see it." Noah replied, rolling his eyes before checking the subjects he would be taking " It says here we have different classes, and the only ones in which we'll be interacting are P.E. and History. I have Biology as the first period."
Deepak was struggling to get the combination of his locker, before he slammed his forehead on his locker "My brain's still sleeping! I hope we don't have Math!"
"Worse, Physics!" Ajit replied.
"Aw, man!"
Cut to a classroom, where Noah was standing in front of his new classmates. Next to him, Ms. Feinberg was talking in a nasal voice.
"Class, I'd like to present you our latest new addition here at Polter Hills High, Noah Sandhu." she said before turning to the bookworm "Noah, if you have anything to say, don't. Makes my job much easier to tolerate."
Having been dismissed, Noah walked towards the desks. "Well, isn't she a ball of sunshine." Noah said sarcastically. He sat down and pulled out a notebook and a pen. He started writing down what the teacher was saying.
One hour later...
"... and that is how the bovine's digestive system transforms its digested fedstuffs into nutrients to produce milk. Any questions?" Ms. Feinberg asked.
All the male students raise their hands.
"Any questions that aren't about whether my tits lactate or not?" she said in a deadpan tone.
All the boys lowered their hands.
"Typical hormonal guys," Noah thought "They're no different than those in my former school. I wonder how my brothers are doing..."
The twins were asleep as their teacher was explaining about the Laws of Gravity.
Four hours later...
Cafeteria, 12:00 p.m.
After classes, the brothers were in the cafeteria, having picked up their lunch. Well, 'lunch' was actually a stretch, given that the food looked rather weird. Even so, they would take this food over what their former school's lunch guy, Chef Hatchet, used to cook back in their old school.
"So, how were your classes, bros?" Noah asked.
"Boring! The Physics teacher droned on and on about gravity!" Deepak exclaimed.
"Yeah, and then in Literature they made us listen to something about Edgar Allan Poe." Ajit said sounding like he wanted to escape.
"Well, I did pretty well at Biology, Spanish and Math." Noah said with a bit of pride.
"Of course you did, you little bookworm." Deepak sneered "At least in Biology you got the hot teacher!"
"Except for her face, I mean, it won't win her any pageants any time soon." Ajit said.
"She has a nice body, though."
Ajit nodded "Yeah, and those tits, man! You're one lucky dog, Noah!"
Noah sighed and rolled his eyes at his brothers' horny nature "If it makes you feel better, I probably won't perform well in P.E. Sports aren't my forte, remember?"
As Noah and his brothers were looking for a table, they got past a table full of guys who were chatting among themselves. They were talking about guy stuff, you know, the latest football game, cars, hot chicks, you name it. Their chat was interrupted when they saw someone come up to them.
Kevin Lopez.
"Hey homies, wazzap y'all? The Kevinmeister's in da house!" he said. The weird thing was that, despite his slang, he spoke in a Cuban accent.
"Beat it, Lopez. You ain't welcome in this table." replied a large and muscular African-American student.
"C'mon, homies! I'm the light of the party!" Kevin insisted.
"More like, the party ends as soon as you show up." an Arab-looking student replied snarkily. The guys laughed at that joke.
Kevin fumed at their mockery. He set his lunch on the table, and later stood up on the same table, to the guys' confusion.
"Alright dudes, you think I'm a joke, but lemme tell ya, I'm cool enough to sit in this table, an' I got the moves to prove it!" he boasted, and then proceeded to break-dance on the table (rather badly, if you ask me). The other guys simply stared in disbelief.
From a distance, Noah and his brothers also looked at this display.
"Hey, look at that doofus!" Deepak said pointing to Kevin.
"Yeesh, where'd he learn to dance like that?" Ajit added.
As Kevin moved, however, he stepped on one of the guys' lunch and slipped. He struggled to keep his balance, but ended up falling on his back on the table. This had the side effect of the food being flung to the air, and landing on the guys, covering them in their food. As Kevin got up and got off the table, only to slip again, he looked up to see the guys glaring at him. Kevin chuckled nervously.
"You ruined our lunches, now we'll ruin your face!" one of the guys exclaimed.
Immediately, all the guys from the table surrounded Kevin, who realized at that moment, that he was screwed. Noah witnessed this, and suddenly got flashbacks about of people panicking, some soldiers gunning down some Muslim citizens, and his mother screaming...
Snapping out of his thoughts, Noah turned to his brothers. "We gotta help him."
"What?" both twins asked in confusion. But before they could reply, their brother pulled them from their arms and took them to where the commotion was happening. They stood between Kevin and the furious boys.
"What do you want, pipsqueak?" the tall, white guy asked.
Noah decided to play it cool "Excuse me, dudes, can you tell us what's going on?" he asked feigning ignorance.
"This toothpick ruined our lunches!" the tall black guy replied angrily before cracking his knuckles "Now he's gonna be dog food!"
"Sorry fellas, but you can't tear him to pieces." Noah replied.
"Why not?!" they demanded.
Noah gestured to his brothers "Because my older brothers will take care of him."
"What?!" both twins exclaimed in shock.
"Just follow along," Noah whispered. "It's time to take out the trash." His brothers stared at him in confusion, until they got the hint. In an instant, they grabbed Kevin and took him away from the table, to his annoyance.
"What do ya think you're doing?!" Kevin whispered harshly.
"Saving you from a pummeling, I know from experience." Noah whispered back.
"Are you crazy?!"
"Trust me on this."
The boys arrived to a trash bin.
"Alright, here's where you're taking a dump!" Ajit exclaimed dramatically as he and Deepak opened the bin. "Sorry we have to do this, dude" he whispered.
"Wait, wait, wait!" Kevin frantically begged, but his pleas were not heard, as he was shoved into the trash bin.
"That should teach ya not to ruin someone else's lunch, dork!" Deepak exclaimed, then turned to Noah "How did that go?"
"I'd say your acting classes finally paid off, brother." Noah responded in deadpan mode. He soon felt a shadow looming over him as he looked up, only to come face to face with the guys that Kevin pissed off earlier. The large African-American guy came to the twins and patted them on the shoulders.
"You fellas sure did us one hell of a favor by showing that idiot his place!" he said laughing.
"Yeah, about time someone threw him with the rest of the trash!" an Asian-looking guy added.
"Hey, wanna seat with us?" a Latino student asked.
"You two go ahead, I'll check up on Trash Boy here," Noah said to his brothers, only to notice that they already went to the cool guys table. "Figures." he muttered before turning to Kevin, who was getting out of the trash bin, and now was covered in garbage. "You okay?" Noah asked.
"You shouldn't have meddled in my business!" Kevin exclaimed angrily.
"Sorry for showing some basic human decency," Noah replied sarcastically "You know, a simple 'Thank you' would've been nice."
"For what? For making your brothers dump me in the trash? For embarrassing me in front of the cool guys?"
"First of all,you didn't need my help for that one. You were doing it fine on your own," Noah replied in a deadpan tone. "And second, it was either that, or those guys grinding your bones to dust."
"I had it totally under control!" Kevin said overconfident.
Noah let out a sardonic chuckle "Yeah, I saw how those guys had you surrounded, and how ready you were to wet your pants."
"That never happened!" Kevin denied.
"You know the old saying: Denial is a river. You know, given that my brothers just ditched me to hang out at the popular table, I could use a friend to share lunch with, and considering how you failed to fraternize with those gorillas, so could you. Or do you really want to keep pushing your luck?"
Kevin looked at Noah, thinking about what the bookworm said. He then looked over the popular guys table, where Ajit and Deepak seemed to be getting along with the guys just fine. They apparently forgot about grinding Kevin's bones to dust.
Without any other options, Kevin sighed.
"Fine." the dark-skinned boy said in resignation.
"By the way, I haven't introduced myself." Noah said.
"Save it, I know you're the new guy, Noah Sandhu, right?"
"Give the guy a prize," Noah said rolling his eyes. "And you are..."
"Kevin Lopez."
"Well Kevin, since your lunch got ruined in that pitiful display you call breakdancing, how about I buy you a new lunch? It's on me."
"Cool, free lunch."
Noah sniffed Kevin, then recoiled "But first, let's take you to the bathroom and get you cleaned up. You brought clean clothes, right?"
We cut to a table full of girls, all of which were chatting among each other, you know, talking about the latest fashion trends, cute boys, that kind of stuff.
"Hi girls!" a female voice called out, which made the girls cease their activities. They groaned upon seeing who it was.
Jenny Woo.
"Uh oh, brace yourselves girls, here comes the Feminazi." said a tall Asian girl with tan skin and, oddly enough, short purple hair. "What do you want now, Jenny?" she asked, glaring at the fair-skinned Asian girl, who didn't appear to have noticed the glare.
"Glad you asked, Kendra. You see, I'm doing a campaign to stop the City Council from shutting down the old Polter Hills Theater downtown." Jenny said as she pulled out a roll of paper, which she unrolled revealing a picture of a building being demolished, and an ad that said 'Save the Theater' underneath the picture.
"And we care because…?" Kendra asked uninterested.
"That place is a monument of culture, and the fact that they're demolishing it to make way for a new cinema would be a slap in the face to those who actually like the old values of entertainment." Jenny explained "And besides, I find it ludicrous that they want to make a new cinema when we already have one. They're wasting so much taxpayer money on something frivolous, when that money could actually be used for something more meaningful, like saving the theater, or help the local orphanage."
While she was talking, she didn't see how most of the girls weren't even paying attention to what she was saying, while some were staring at their cellphones. Kendra was even making a 'bla bla' gesture with her hand. Jenny finally noticed their bored expressions, and awkwardly cleared her throat.
"Sooo, I was wondering if there was a seat available, so we could further discuss the matter at hand." she said with a nervous smile.
"Oh, well, you see Jenny, um…" Kendra said nervously before snapping her fingers at her friends, all of whom took the hint and assumed different positions on the table that guaranteed no free space. She then turned to Jenny "Oh, I'm sorry, dearie, but we're all out of seats." she said in an insincere tone.
Jenny looked down in sadness "I see."
"But don't worry, we'll let you know as soon as we have a seat for you." Kendra said reassuringly, although one could tell from her tone that she was lying.
"Yeah, thanks." Jenny said quietly as she got away from the table. While she walked away, she heard some of the girls laugh behind her back.
"What a loser." Kendra said mean-spiritedly.
"Like anyone cares about her feminist crap." another girl said.
"Like, really. Who prefers a dumb old theater over a brand, new cinema?" a third girl added.
"I know, right?" a fourth girl concluded.
Each comment hurt her, knowing that they were right. She found an empty table and put down her lunch. She sat down and sighed "What's the point? I though having politician parents would help me improve my leadership skills, but no one wants to listen."
While she was alone in her thoughts, Noah and Kevin, who just came back from the boys' locker rooms, with Kevin now looking clean, were looking for a table to eat their newly acquired lunch, and noticed Jenny sitting alone.
"Hey, that girl feels pretty lonely, don't you think?" Noah commented.
"You mean that girl over there?" Kevin asked. "That's Jenny Woo, the Feminazi."
"Feminazi? Now that sounds immature. Maybe we should keep her company." Noah said as he walked to where Jenny was sitting.
"Hey, wait for me!" Keivn exclaimed as he followed Noah.
"Hey, mind if we seat here?" Noah asked.
"Go ahead, it's not like I care." Jenny replied in sadness.
"We just thought you could use some company." Noah replied as he and Kevin sat down "I'm Noah Sandhu, by the way. I'm new here."
"Yeah, I know you're the new student. I was in class when Ms. Feinberg introduced you." Jenny replied "I heard that you came with your brothers. Speaking of, where are they?"
Noah jerked his thumb towards the cool guys table "Sitting on the cool guys table, and from the looks of it, they appear to be adapting just fine." As he said this, his brothers were doing something that made the cool guys laugh. Noah jerked his thumb to Kevin. "Long story short, he pissed off the cool guys, and me and my brothers had to save his sorry ass."
"Yeah, by dumping me in a trash bin!" Kevin replied grumpily.
Jenny shook her head "What did you do this time, Kevin?"
"Wait, you two know each other?" Noah asked.
"Let's just say his antics are legendary in this school, he's pretty much the class clown."
"I am NOT a class clown, ok?! I'm cool!" Kevin insisted angrily.
"Oh really? Then why are you here sitting with us peasants, and not with the popular kids?" she asked rhetorically. Before Kevin could answer, Jenny gasped dramatically "Oh, that's right, you weren't invited to sit with them, because you must've pissed them off really bad, haven't you?"
Kevin glared at Jenny, who glared back. Sensing that a fight was about to break out, Noah decided to intervene. He cleared his throat.
"Anyway, why were you sitting all alone? Don't you have girl friends?" he asked.
Jenny scoffed "What girl friends? They don't want me around, because they think I'm a loser."
"You don't look like a loser."
"Well, apparently being an activist makes me worthy of ridicule."
"So you're an activist, huh?"
Kevin laughed "Yeah, man, Jenny Woo is what you'd call a feminist, though a more accurate term would be Feminazi."
Jenny slammed her hands on the table "Do NOT call me Feminazi, ok?!" she yelled in outrage.
"Then don't call me a class clown, and we're even."
"Why are you an activist?" Noah asked again, hoping to defuse the situation.
"Because I'm dedicated to noble causes, like rescuing homeless stray animals to give them homes, promoting female equal rights, and protesting against the destruction of historical places that hold much value to this town." Jenny answered.
"Then where's all that Feminazi stuff coming from?"
Jenny pointed to the girls who rejected her earlier "From the popular girls, because they don't care about my cause; they'd rather let an old theatre get torn down to make way to a new cinema, or allow an endangered animal to become extinct to create fur coats. It's an uphill battle for me, because so far I'm the only one who cares."
"And how's that working out for you?"
Jenny sighed "Not good, not good at all."
"Maybe that's the problem: you're only one girl against a whole society. You can't do it alone."
"I know that, but no one else wants to help me, let alone be friends with me!" she replied grumpily.
"...We could be your friends." Noah suggested.
"What?" Jenny asked in surprise.
"Wha?" Kevin also asked.
"You heard me. You need friends who can help you with your activist crusades," he said to Jenny before turning to Kevin "you need friends who aren't testosterone-poisoned idiots, and I need friends who can show me around this school. You two are pretty much outcasts in your respective gender-based groups, and I'm the New Kid, an outsider who doesn't fit in a new environment. Maybe we could hang out together, get to know each other better. Normally I'm not big into this 'Friendship is Magic' garbage, but if I'm going to make it through in this town, I might as well get new friends, and from the looks of it, so do you. What do you say?"
Kevin and Jenny stared at the bookworm, taking into account what he just said. True, both of them were ostracized by their classmates, Kevin due to being a goofy screw-up, and Jenny due to her activism annoying everyone, so they were pretty much alone. But that didn't mean they had to be, so when this new guy came up and pretty much offered his friendship, they knew no one else would give them a chance.
After thinking it over, they both turned to Noah.
"Alright, I guess we can give it a shot." Jenny said.
"Yeah, who needs those jerks anyway?" Kevin added.
Noah smiled, a sincere smile.
Later that afternoon, the Sandhu brothers were back home, looking like they wanted to drop dead. Both Ajit and Deepak had bags around their eyes and looked like zombies. Noah, meanwhile, though rested, sported a few bruises on his body, probably from gym class.
"Phew! What a day!" Ajit said as he fell to the ground. His twin brother, on the other hand, dropped on the couch.
"You've said it! Math was brutal, man!" Deepak agreed, completely drained.
"At least you two did better at P.E. than I did." Noah said as he caressed his bruises. "Dodgeball was pure hell."
"Yeah, we know, sports aren't your forte." Deepak said.
"And that Butch asshole certainly got his kicks out of attacking me with dodgeballs." Noah said, shuddering when he remembered how gleeful the bully was.
"Too bad he got put in his place," Ajit added smugly, as he had been the one to hit Butch where the sun doesn't shine.
They heard the door being opened, and they turned to see their father, who also looked drained. Fortune barked happily at his master "Not now, Fortune. Hello boys, how was school?" he asked tiredly before noticing Noah's bruises "Yeesh, what happened to you Noah? You didn't get in trouble, did you?"
"No Dad, I just came from Gym Class, we played dodgeball." Noah replied.
"Ah, that explains it. Did you also get in trouble, boys?"
"No Dad, we did well." Ajit replied.
"Yeah, we even got to sit on the cool guys table!" Deepak exclaimed.
"And I think I just made a new pair of friends." Noah added "I'm not sure how Owen will take the news, though. He might get jealous that I 'replaced' him."
"So, how was work, Pops?" Ajit asked.
"Actually, it was terribly boring! I got assigned the worst job in the world!" Rashad complained.
"And that is?" Deepak asked.
"Telecommunication Operator. That's not even a Pakistani stereotype! They only gave it to me because they confused me for an Indian!"
"Techincally, Dad, we ARE Indians, Punjabis more specifically." Noah explained.
"Not now, son." his father said grumpily "I need to sleep off this migraine." he headed to the stairs so he could go to his room and sleep. The boys also decided to head to their rooms to rest a little.
"Well, since Dad is tired, you think we should order a pizza?" Noah suggested.
"Yeah, we could go for pizza," Deepak agreed.
"Yeah, totally," Ajit concurred.
"We can't order it with pepperoni, though. Both Dad and Grandpa will flip their shit if they see us eating pork." Noah said.
"They never said Fortune couldn't eat it, though," Ajit said.
"Dogs can't eat pepperoni, either, Einstein." Noah said as he began dialing on the phone. "I'm ordering a plain mozzarella."
"If you think our dad had a terrible day, just wait until tomorrow. We're in for a huge surprise."
Tuesday (today)
We cut to the inside of a museum, where plenty of people are looking at the exhibits. The students of Polter Hills High are among them, and from the looks of it, they seem uninterested, especially when their History teacher, Mr. Robson, is expositing about the Norse relics. (He is the same man from the beginning of the fanfic.)
"The next day, our History teacher decided to take us to the Wisconsin National Museum, today there would be an exhibit of Norse Mythology. Here is where it starts to get weird."
"Man, can this field trip get any more boring?" Kevin complains. "I mean, who cares about this Hydra-Silly tree or whatever the hell it's called?"
"It's pronounced Yggdrasil," Noah corrects him.
"I don't like this anymore than you, but it's important to know about these things." Jenny replies.
"I don't see what's so bad about museums. I've always gone to museums in my old home. Who knows, maybe something interesting will happen today," Noah says.
"Yeah, right" Kevin scoffs.
"I doubt it." Jenny adds.
"And now, here's the next exhibit." Mr. Robson says gesturing to a hammer placed on a rock "This hammer is Mjolnir, which was the main weapon of the Norse God of Thunder, Thor Odinson. Legend says that many have attempted to wield this mystic weapon, but all have failed, because it can only be lifted by someone who is worthy." As he says this, many people have formed a line to see who can pull the hammer out. Needless to say, none of them are successful. A biker guy tries to pull the hammer out, straining as he does so, but the hammer springs back and the biker falls to the floor.
"It says it right here on this plaque," the teacher says pointing to a golden plaque that has something written. The students gather around to read it.
Noah starts reading it "Here it says: Whosoever holds this hammer, if he be worthy, shall possess the power of Thor."
All the students soon stare in awe at the mystic weapon in question. Many of them even start fantasizing about having that kind of power in their hands, so they can do all kinds of cool things. Among those students are the cool guys Kevin pissed off yesterday.
"Stand aside, wimps!" declares the large Africa-American student "Lifting that hammer will be piece of cake!"
He steps up and places his hands on the hammer's handle. He starts pulling with all his might, his muscles restraining. However, like the biker before him, he falls to the floor after his muscles give up. The rest of the students step up to try their luck, with varying results. Some of the better fit students struggle to lift the hammer, while the weaker ones can't even move one inch.
Kevin was next "Out of mah way, as I show y'all how it's done!" he swags goofily to the hammer while everyone watches.
"Oh, this should be good," Jenny mutters rolling her eyes.
Kevin puts both his hands on the handle and, after taking a deep breath, starts pulling the hammer with all his strength. That is to say, non-existent. He doesn't even move it an inch, despite his struggles. Finally, he gives up and falls to the ground, exhausted.
"A real Heracles you are," Noah says sarcastically as Kevin comes back.
"Oh yeah? Why don't you try it then, Smart Guy?" the black boy challenges. "I bet you can't even lift it!"
"You're right, I couldn't, even if I wanted to."
"Can you at least make a pose? Pretend that you're wielding that thing?"
"Alright, fine." Noah says with a sigh as he walks up the stairs leading to the stone, and then positions himself holding the hammer as though he is about to lift it "How do I look?"
"Like a manly man, buddy!" Kevin replies giving him a thumbs up "Now let's take you a picture with the hammer!"
Noah gives him a deadpan look "Kevin, you're not allowed to take photos in a museum."
An old lady comes up to them "Excuse me, young man, do you know where the bathroom is?" she asks Kevin.
"The bathroom? That's easy, ma'am, it's over that way." Noah says as he unknowingly, and surprisingly, lifts Mjolnir without any effort, much to his shock (and everyone else's). This makes the hammer start glowing, which he immediately realizes what is happening. He soon looks up as gray clouds appear above him. He has no idea what is happening. "Eh..."
"Cool!" Kevin exclaims.
"No way!" Jenny mutters.
"Holy smokes!" the old lady screams as she runs away.
Everyone at the museum gathers around to witness the spectacle taking place. The surprising thing is, that despite there being a literal cloud forming inside the museum, and the fact that he is wielding Mjolnir as if it was light as a feather, Noah remains skeptical.
"I'm sure this thing is plastic," Noah says as he taps the hammer, he then flicks it, only to discover that it's hard as stone "Wow, it's actual metal. No plastic at all." he then ponders "But I don't understand. Everyone else struggled to even lift it, and yet here I am, holding it like it's made of styrofoam."
While he is pondering, he doesn't notice the clouds making a thunderous sound. Only when a lightning sound is heard, does the bookworm turn around, just in time to see a lightning bolt come down from the cloud. Eyes widening in panic, Noah immediately jumps away from the lightning, and falls to the ground with the hammer still in hand. His friends rush to him, as do his brothers.
"Are you okay?!" the twins exclaim.
"Say something!" Kevin yells.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Noah says.
Once the smoke clears, everyone sees a figure emerge from the point where the lightning struck. He is a tall, muscular man with red hair and a huge beard, dressed like a Viking warrior. Everyone starts murmuring among each other as they observe him.
"Is that...?"
"No way!"
"It can't be!"
The man lifts his right arm and makes a gesture. This makes the hammer in Noah's hand fly away from the boy's grip as it flies up to the man, who immediately catches it by the handle.
"Cool special effects!" Kevin remarks in amazement.
"Kevin, I don't think those are special effects," Jenny says in concern.
"WHO HAS SUMMONED THOR, GOD OF THUNDER, PRINCE OF ASGARD?!" the man bellows in a deep, booming voice that makes the entire building quake. Everyone is either too surprised or too frightened to speak "Well, I am waiting for an answer! I demand to see who lifted my hammer!" he demands impatiently.
Everyone immediately points to Noah, who is standing up.
"You!" the god points to Noah, who looks shocked.
"Me?"
"Did you lift Mjolnir and summon me?"
Noah rubs the back of his head awkwardly "Um, yeah, I did. To be perfectly honest, I don't even know how I could lift it." the bookworm replies as though talking to an Asgardian god was the most normal thing in the world.
"Mayhaps Mjolnir sensed your worth, for you see, young boy, Mjolnir can only be lifted by those it deems worthy of its power!"
"Me? Worthy?" Noah asks in disbelief, before letting out a scoff "Yeah, right, and I'm the Caliph of Jordania. Listen, Mr. Thor, sir, I'm not worthy, I'm nothing special. I'm just a guy from Ontario."
"Do not think so little of yourself, young one. The hammer has been lifted by you because it sees you as the most worthy. Aside from me, of course."
As Noah starts pondering on what the Norse God said, Mr. Robson walks up to them. "Excuse me, sir, but I-" he starts saying, but Thor interrupts him.
"Move aside, mortal! This does not concern you."
Feeling insulted, the teacher glares at the taller man "Oh, it does concern me, alright. See, that's one of my students, and if you won't leave this place and stop harrassing the kid, I'll have to call the police-" He is, again, interrupted when Thor grabs his head with one hand and faces him.
"You are in no position to threaten the God of Thunder!" Thor exclaims.
"Please don't hurt me!" the teacher begs.
Before the Prince of Asgard can mangle Mr. Robson, another portal is opened. Everyone looks up in surprise, including Thor himself, who drops Mr. Robson to the ground as he comes close to the portal. He is surprised when a huge mace makes contact with his face, which sends him flying to one of the exhibits, breaking it. Groaning in annoyance rather than in pain, the god stands up and glares at the one who hit him.
Standing in front of him is a cyclops ogre whose right hand appears to be a mace. The monster roars, making the whole building tremble, while everyone else starts screaming and panicking, quickly escaping through the doors. Thor wields his hammer and makes a battle pose.
"Stand back, mortals! I, Thor Odinson, God of Thunder and Prince of Asgard, shall defend thee from this monster!" Letting out a battle cry, he runs up to the creature and starts fighting it, his hammer clashing against the ogre's mace hand.
The people who didn't run out of the museum stayed to watch the battle between these two beings, some of them even took out their cellphones to film this event. There was amazement coupled with fear and a nagging sense of wonder, as everyone was asking 'how the hell did this happen?'. Among those curious was Noah, who was trying to rack his brain around the fact that he somehow made an actual deity appear.
'And all I did was lift a hammer, which logically speaking, should have been impossible for me to do considering my fragile physique.' he thought. His thoughts are then interrupted when the teacher turns to the students.
"Everyone run to the bus, now!" Mr. Robson exclaims, scared out of his wits. All the students comply and start running in a panic, making a hasty getaway from the cyclops. They immediately get in on the bus. "Seatbelts everyone!" Mr. Robson advises. Once they did so, he turns to the driver. "Mr. Silver, floor it!"
"Aye aye, cap'n!" the driver replies intently, going faster.
"Hurry, before that thing comes after us!" the teacher tells him. He immediately pulls off his cellphone "I better call the police, no, better yet, the army so they can handle-"
He is cut off by a loud rumble behind them, making the bus tremble as the students fall off their seats. Mr. Silver stops the bus. Looking back, they stare wide-eyed at Thor, who apparently had slammed into the bus, leaving a huge, human-sized dent. They all become frightened when they see the giant monster march to them.
"Damn." Noah, Kevin, and Jenny breathe.
"Avast! The sea beast is coming closer to our vessel!" Mr. Silver exclaims.
The gargantuan cyclops lets out a beastly roar and raises its left arm.
"Drive, drive! Freakin' DRIVE!" Mr. Robson fearfully screams, making Mr. Silver drive again, barely avoiding the big appendage. The ogre tries to chase after them, but a gunshot can be heard, to its confusion. The beast turns around to see a few cops pointing their guns at it.
"Attention, monster thing! Stand down with your hands up!" the police chief exclaims with his megaphone. Too bad the monster doesn't listen and slams its mace hand on the ground "Open fire!" the police chief orders as the officers shoot at the ogre, which doesn't faze it one bit. It simply raises its mace fist and knocks one of the police cars away, letting out a roar "Mayday, we need back up!"
Thor gets up and readies his hammer "HAVE AT THEE!" he exclaims as he attacks the monster with his hammer. This makes the ogre angry as it chases after the God of Thunder, and consequently, the school bus.
"Mother of Pearl!" Mr. Silver exclaims looking on the mirror..
"It's getting closer!" Kevin fearfully says, at this point the events of the beginning already took place so there's really no point in repeating them here.
The beast takes a tree and chucks it over them. Once it lands, it ends up blocking their path.
"Look out!" the teacher exclaims pointing to the tree.
Mr. Silver sees a small opening, and swerves the bus so they can enter it. He steers the wheel, but loses control. Everyone screams as they spin around and ultimately end up crashing upon impact with the tree, damaging the bus. Groaning in pain, the teens struggle to get up as they leave the destroyed vehicle. They all crawl out, painfully, they each have a few scratches on them. The shadow of the cyclops beast looms over them, making them cower in fear.
"S-Stay back!" Kevin yells, throwing a shovel at it, but the beast smashes it to the ground before it can make contact. Roaring, the monster lifts its right hand and is about to kill the teens, who scream in horror as they hold each other in fear.
"And we're back to where we started. Makes sense so far? Sort of? Ok, let's continue."
Just as everyone is about to be pureéd into oblivion-
CLANK!
A clanking sound is heard, and all the teens and the teacher slowly open their eyes to see that Thor is holding the beast with his hammer.
"Fear not mortals! For I, Thor, God of Thunder and Prince of Asgard, shall send this beast back to Hel!" he declares as he continues fighting the ogre, while everyone is watching in amazement and fear.
"Oh man, this is just like Ontario all over again!" Deepak exclaims in fright.
"Only this time it's a friggin' ogre!" Ajit adds.
"There's gotta be a way out of this!" Jenny ponders. "Kevin, Noah, you guys got anything?" she asks.
"Too scared to think." Kevin replies nervously.
"My brain is still trying to process the existence of mythological monsters and deities." Noah says. "I must say, I'm speechless." While he watches the God of Thunder in action, his vision turns to a construction site outside an old theater, probably the one Jenny talked about yesterday. He sees that some of the workers are running away in fear due to the fight, and his eyes land on the wrecking ball. A light bulb appears on his head; it's a risky idea, but it might save everyone "Guys, I think I know how we can help Thor."
"You mean you have a plan?" Kevin asks.
"Actually, it's more of an idea than a plan." Noah replies before pointing to the construction site "See that wrecking ball other there? We must use it to knock that monster out."
"Do you know how to operate a wrecking ball, let alone have a license?" Jenny asks.
"No, but I'm a fast learner." Noah replies.
"So you'll try to learn how to operate a wrecking ball without any formal training?"
"That's crazy Noah!" Kevin exclaims.
"More crazy than this whole situation?" Noah asks rhetorically signaling to Thor's fight with the ogre. Kevin and Jenny stare at each other.
"...Good point." they both concede.
"Then I'm going." Noah proceeds to walk over to the wrecking ball, but his brothers stop him.
"No way bro, it's too dangerous!" Deepak exclaims.
"Yeah, that thing's gonna kill you!" Ajit warns him. "We don't want to lose you like we lost Mom and our older siblings!"
Noah stops when he hears that. Even if his brothers had bullied him over the years, there was no denying that he could detect desperation and fear in their tone of voice, the fear of losing a loved one, just like they lost their mother and the rest of their family back in Ontario. His brothers may be jerks, but Noah couldn't help but concede their point that this would be suicide. Even so, he needed to put this idea of his to work.
He turns to his brothers "I'm not doing this alone, bros. I'll need your help, too." Noah says.
"And what the hell are we supposed to do?!" Deepak asks angrily.
"You can help Thor by distracting that beast."
The twins stare at Noah as if he had grown a second head.
"Are you crazy?!" Deepak exclaims.
"We're gonna get killed!" Ajit yells in fear.
"Trust me on this." Noah insists.
His big brothers have their doubts, but they decide to trust him nonetheless. Soon, Noah, Kevin and Jenny run up to the construction site to get a hold of the wrecking ball, while the twins go to the battle between Thor and the ogre.
I can't believe we're freaking doing this," Ajit mutters.
"I know, but Noah's the smart one. He knows what he's doing... I hope." Deepak tells his twin in an attempt to reassure him. He turns to the cyclops "Hey, big and ugly! Is that a one-eyed potato, or just your face?!"
This got the desired result, as the ogre temporarily stopped fighting Thor and set its sights on the twins, who continue mocking it.
"Yeah, maybe he went to a freakshow, but got rejected because they told him 'Sorry, no professionals'!" Ajit also says mockingly. They both start laughing.
The ogre roars in anger and starts chasing after them.
"Shit, shit, shit!" Deepak exclaims as he runs.
"Noah, if we die, we'll haunt you from our graves!" Ajit yells. Suddenly, they are picked by Thor, who smacks the ogre with his hammer again.
"You fools! Are you not aware that it is not wise for a mortal to mock an ogre?" Thor chastises them.
"Jeez, thanks for telling us that!" Deepak replies sarcastically.
We cut to Noah, Kevin and Jenny inside the wrecking ball operator. From the looks of their faces, it's clear they have no idea how to use it.
"Ok, let's see how this thing works." Noah says as he observes the controls.
"Is there an instruction manual for this?" Jenny asks.
"Aw, to hell with it. I'll just wing it." Kevin declares as he grabs the levers.
"Kevin, be careful! You're dealing with heavy machinery!" Noah warns, only to shut up when he feels the machine is starting to move "On second thought, keep going, Kev."
"Hey One-Eye! Heads up!" Kevin exclaims as he pulls one lever, which makes the wrecking ball move in Thor's direction. The wrecking ball hits the ogre head on, slamming it into the street.
"Sweet craning, dude!" Deepak exclaims.
Thor sees the wrecking ball with the ogre hanging onto it, and runs up to it. He yells as he hits the ball with his hammer, which breaks the ballchain from the machine, and sends the ogre flying to the sky. Noah, Kevin and Jenny quickly get off of the machine and run.
Thor then raises his hammer. "FOR ASGARD!"
After yelling that, clouds start forming above the town. Everyone below looks up in surprise and fright, as the sound of thunder can be heard. The creature looks up in fear as a strike of lightning descends from the skies and the ogre gets hit. It roars in pain as it gets fried, until a huge explosion happens mid-air, leaving nothing but ashes. The citizens stare at this for a few minutes, no one daring to say anything, or even knowing what to say. Then, they all erupt in cheers.
Thor lands in the middle of the town and starts bowing, enjoying the cheers the people are giving him "Aye, 'tis my pleasure to help you lowly mortals! For I, Thor Odinson, God of Thunder, Prince of Asgard, have emerged victorious!" He then raises his hammer "Bifrost, to me!"
And then, all of a sudden, a bright light beam of rainbow colors emerges from the skies and hits Thor, engulfing him. Then, it dissipates. Everyone around stops cheering, and they stare in amazement at what just happened, while the ones who went through with this whole experience are trying wrap their heads around the fact that they witnessed a god fighting a monster.
Mr. Robson turns to his students "Okay, everyone can go home early. Today's field trip is over." he says in a flat tone before walking away. The students do likewise, dispersing until only Noah, Kevin, Jenny and the twins remain.
"Okay, this is officially the weirdest day of my life." Noah comments.
"You can say that again." Kevin agrees.
"Understatement of the century." Jenny comments.
All five of them stay silent for a few moments, before turning to see the damaged school bus.
"Well, I better be going home, or my parents will be mad," Jenny says before walking away. "See you tomorrow."
"Yeah, and Momma's gonna flip if I'm late." Kevin adds before following Jenny "See you at school tomorrow, dude."
Noah turns to his brothers.
"So... wanna walk home?" Noah asks.
"Yeah." Deepak replies
"Walking's good." Ajit agrees.
Later that afternoon, the Sandhu brothers arrived at their house after walking. They were completely exhausted and injured after the day they had. When their father arrived from work, he was shocked to see his sons in the current state they were in. After he asked what happened to them, the brothers hesitated, since they knew there was no way their father would believe them if they said that Noah accidentally summoned a Norse God, who fought against a giant ogre. So, they came up with the more believable excuse that their bus suffered a crash.
Too bad their excuse didn't work once their father and grandfather turned on the TV and saw the news. They were shocked to see the battle between Thor and the ogre live, and demanded to know what really happened. Noah quickly came up with the excuse that a camera crew was filming a new movie, that Thor was an actor and the ogre was an animatronic, and that their school just had the bad luck of going to the excursion while the crew was shooting. That excuse seemed to have worked.
Once midnight sets in, the three boys go to their bedrooms getting ready to sleep. Well, the twins are, while Noah turns on his computer and opens his Skype account. After adjusting the camera, he awaits for a reply. Suddenly, a fat blond boy appears on the screen. He wears a white sleeveless shirt with a teal-colored maple leaf imprinted.
"Hey Owen" Noah says.
"Hey buddy, how's things going at your new home?" Owen asks.
"I'd say it's been pretty crazy today. You watched the news, right?"
"Actually, I checked my phone and it showed a video of a monster attacking. Was that real?"
"Believe me, it was very real."
"That looked like they were filming a movie or something."
"That's exactly what me and the twins told our dad and grandpa once they saw the news. And that's probably the excuse the mayor will come up with if he's questioned about it. Of course, there are a couple of holes in that excuse, but let's see if the townspeople believes it or not."
"Tell me Noah, have you made any new friends?"
"I have. Their names are Kevin and Jenny, and believe it or not, they're outcasts like I was."
"They are?"
"Yeah, Kevin is a class clown trying to be viewed as 'cool', while Jenny is pretty much like Courtney, but thankfully is neither hypocritical nor obnoxious."
"Really?"
"Yeah. They're actually pretty cool once you get past their outer shells."
"I see" Owen says. He stays quiet for a few minutes before replying "You're not replacing me, are you?" he asks.
Noah chuckles "Don't worry, big guy. You're still my best friend, but that doesn't mean I can't make new ones here."
"It's like they always say, the more the merrier!"
"I wonder how the others are doing at home."
"Oh, they're all doing fine, even after... you know, what happened back at the-"
"Owen, I don't want to remember that, please. I still have nightmares about it."
"Oh, sorry buddy. Still a fresh wound?"
"It's ok, Owen. I guess I can start over in a new town, although after what happened today-"
"Noah, it's late! Go to bed!" his father's voice can be heard.
"Gotta go, big guy. Dad's gonna get pissed off if I stay up too much. Besides, I have school tomorrow."
"Okay, buddy. I hope you have more to tell me!"
"I think I will, buddy. Good night."
"Nighty night!"
Noah turns off his computer, and starts writing in his journal.
"When I first came here, I thought I would be all alone, like I've always been in my early years, even with my family due to being the runt. However, when you go up against an ogre with your two brothers and new friends by your side, you realize that they pretty much have your back. The realtor told us there was nothing strange about this town. But who knows what other secrets are waiting to be unlocked."
And there goes the first chapter of this brand new story. For those of you who were disappointed that most of this chapter wasn't more focused on the supernatural shenanigans, let me remind you, this is the introductory chapter, meant to establish the characters and the situation they're in. Future chapters will focus more on the supernatural, I promise.
As you can see, this story is going to be centered on Noah. And before anyone rages at me for leaving out the rest of the Total Drama cast, let me remind you: this is NOT their story. They will appear in the future, but not now. So far, only Owen has appeared, which makes sense since he's Noah's best friend.
In regards to characters, Noah in this version will be a mixture of Mosley 'Mo' Moville, Dib Membrane and Dipper Pines, only he won't be a neurotic or insecure wreck like Dib or Dipper. Rather, he's more chill and cool-headed like Mo.
Also, in regards to Thor, I decided to go with the original version of Norse mythology, you know, where he is redheaded instead of blond?
Well, see ya next time, and have a Happy 2020. Agent of LIGHT, out.