~Carrie Crescent~

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Of all the bad scenarios that could have happened while my friends and I were trapped in our favorite cartoons, I had to be capture by one of Viceroy's old creations. It couldn't have been me and my friends were in an episode and changed the WHOLE plot of the episode. It couldn't have been we were thrown to the first episode and prevented Randy from getting the mask.

But no, it just HAD to be me getting captured by Viceroy's old creations THAT HE IMPROVED! THAT HE FUCKING IMPROVED AND NOW IS GOING TO KILL ME AND THE NINJA! THANKS A LOT STUPID RABBIT HOLE THAT TRANSPORTED ME AND MY FRIENDS TO OUR FAVORITE CARTOON! Whoa…I gotta cool it with the captions…and now I'm breaking the fourth wall…I think…

Anyway, Krackenstein was holding me by the waist using his octopus (or is it squid?) arm. He gave out a roar, glowing green goo flying out of its mouth. The Ninja stopped fighting the chainsaw werewolves, and turned around.

"What the juice…?"

He looked up at Krackenstein and his eyes got impossibly wider. Everyone in the crowd stopped cheering, and looked at Krackenstein with scared and confused eyes. Ally and Alice were staring at me, almost on the verge of screaming. I struggled, but it was hopeless. But, I had the most stupidest idea in the world.

I grabbed a paper ninja star from my backpack that luckily was still on my back. I looked towards Krackenstein.

"Hey ugly!"

Krackenstein looked at me, and I narrowed my eyes until they were slits.

"Ninja star!"

I threw the ninja star, targeting its eye. The ninja star flew through the air, and it hit Krackenstein right in the eye. Krackenstein roared in pain and dropped me. I quickly landed on my feet and stared at the monster. Any sane person would have run away and yelled for the Ninja to help, but I lost my sanity the moment I turned ten. I smirked at Krackenstein and gloated.

"Ha! I'm not even a ninja and I still pwned you, you shithead!"

That's when my luck just ran out. Krackenstein pulled out the ninja star, and looked at me with a murderous look. I gulped, and started running.

"Shit, shit, SHIT!"

Krackenstein roared, and started chasing after me. The whole crowd of students went into a panic and started running like it was the end of the world. I would have laughed at them for being cowards, but I had more pressing matters to worry about.

As I was running through the crowd of scared high school kids, Krackenstein was following behind me. I tripped and fell into a corner. I think this corner I'm in was the corner Theresa was in when Psycho-Bot was chasing her. Aw, who cares!

I slowly got up, and turned around. I was staring at Krackenstein, and he so wanted to kill me. I backed up until I hit the wall behind me. I was cornered, and oh-so dead. I started panicking.

"Look, I'm sorry for calling you a shithead and ugly and for throwing that ninja star at your eye. Buuuuttt, in my defense, I had to protect myself from a…oh I don't know…MONSTER!"

Krackenstein only grinned as it raised its arms, ready to punch me to a pulp. But, luck would have it; I was rescued by a certain hero who his enemy calls Pajama-Face.

"Ninja new girl save!"

Ninja jumped on Krackenstein's head and landed by my side. He quickly wrapped his arm around my waist, and threw his ninja scarf. I closed my eyes, not because I was scared, but I was so-o-o wanted to cry. Why? Well, when I meet my favorite characters, I either fangirl out, faint, get shy, or cry. Right now, I wanted to cry so badly. Ninja was holding me and saving my ass! Now, if only I could kiss him without him knowing…

Me and Ninja landed on the roof. Before he could go back and fight Krackenstein, I gave him a bone-crushing hug.

"Oh crap, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!"

"Gah! You're kinda…crushing…ME!"

I didn't listen as I held him, but I heard two screams. I pulled away and looked down. Krackenstein had Ally and Alice cornered and was about to tear them to shreds. My eyes widen, and I turned to the Ninja.

But, he left.

…

It took me awhile to find the door that led to a staircase, frankly because I was freaking out about my friends. But, I managed to find it and quickly run down it. The staircase led me to a hallway, which was empty. Papers were scattered and the air felt cold. I couldn't help but shiver. I walked around, looking at the lockers and other stuff that was in the halls. But, what caught my eye was this girl standing by locker thirteen.

She was my height, but a couple inches taller. She had curly black hair that reached down to her waist and the ends of her hair and bangs were dyed deep purple. Her skin was peachy and she had freckles that dotted her cheeks, but the freckles looked as if they were fading. What startled me were her eyes. Her eyes were dark purple with black flecks. The girl wore ripped black skinny jeans, purple short-sleeve shirt that showed her mid-riff, black motorcycle boots, and a leather jacket. She played with her necklace, which really clashed with her tough-girl outfit.

Her necklace had a silver chain and hanging on that chain was a sparkling amethyst gem in the shape of an oval. The gem seemed to be alive, since it was glowing like the Nomicon.

She looked at me, and smiled.

"So, what took you so long?"

"What? Who are you?"

The girl rolled her eyes as she came over to me. I wanted to run away, but something about her was very…familiar. She placed her hands on her hips as she stared at me.

"I'm Carrie, Carrie Crescent."

I looked at Carrie, my eyebrow raised. Her name is Carrie Crescent? Crescent? Really? What is she, a werewolf or the girl version of Austin Moon? I held back a laugh, which ended up me snickering loudly. Carrie scowled and roughly punched me on the arm. I yelped in pain and rubbed my arm. I shot Carrie an annoyed look, but all she gave me was a smug smirk.

"I must say, you are not what we expected, Avril-Drew."

"How do—"

"I know a lot about you. Your name is Avril-Drew Claire Burgundy, eldest daughter in the Burgundy family. You have a younger brother named Carter Cameron Burgundy who is eleven years old. Your parents are Robert Alvin Burgundy and Renee Demetria Hood. You live in Hayward, California in the United States of America. You are a freshman at Thurman White High and you have the best grades in your class, well, second to Erin Goldberg. You are best friends with Alison Monica Maryland and Alice Madeline Kingfisher. You have been best friends with them since preschool. And, you are not normal."

I stared at her, dumbfounded. It was quiet for a few moments before I finally found my voice.

"Um, do you have to state that I'm not normal?"

Carrie shook her head before turning around. She started walking away, but I followed after her. I walked behind her, an angry expression on my face.

"Oh, why didn't your mother tell you? It was only a matter of time before you came of age."

"What didn't my mother tell me? A matter of time until what? What in the name of Norisu is going on?!"

Carrie turned around and glared at me. I quickly shut my mouth. She sighed as she pinched the bridge of her nose, trying her best not to lash out. After a few moments, she spoke again.

"If you really want to know, meet me here at locker thirteen at 6:00 pm and bring your friends. Now, you better find your friends."

Carrie walked away, the sound of her boots hitting the floor echoed throughout the empty halls. I stood there for a few moments, and then ran off.

…

While I was having a lovely conversation with Carrie, Ninja saved my friends and chopped Krackenstein to a million pieces. Everyone came out of there hiding places and started cheering for the Ninja. I came back when all the students were gathered and were listening to Principal Slimovitz blathering on about something.

I stood by Alice and Ally, whispering to them about what had happened to me. Everyone was too busy paying attention to notice us talking about…something.

"So, she just said to meet here at school at 6:00 pm and to bring us? That doesn't sound very safe, Avril."

"I know it does, Ally. But, something in my gut tells me she knows something. She might know why we're here! I mean, don't you want to know why and how we ended up here?"

Ally tapped her chin, and then nodded.

"So, what was here name?"

"Her name was Carrie Crescent, Alice."

Alice furrowed her eyebrows in thought.

"She sounds so…familiar…"

….

After school, we hid in the janitor's closet while everyone cleared out of the building. We waited for a bit, talking or going onto our devices. At last, the clock stroked 6:00, and we headed out.

At night, the school looked a bit scarier, considering the only light that was on was the moonlight streaming down through the windows. I tried not to trip or bump into something, but it was hard to see in the dark. After a few minutes of walking, we arrived at locker thirteen, where Carrie was waiting for us. She was still in the clothes she wore when I met her, holding a flashlight in her hands.

"You came, Burgundy."

"Yeah, I came. Now, tell me what you promised."

Carrie chuckled as she turned her attention to the locker. She quickly put in the combination: 3, 13, and 23. The locker door creaked opened, and what was inside surprised me.

Normally, lockers would just be like normal lockers. But, locker thirteen was no ordinary locker. Inside the locker, was a long hallway dimly lit by torches on the hallway walls. The ground of the hallway was dirt and the walls were stone. Carrie motioned us to follow her, which we gladly did.

We all followed Carrie inside the locker, the locker door slamming shut behind us. We walked down the hallway, our footsteps echoing throughout the hallway. Alice stayed close to Ally, and Ally stayed close to me. Carrie was in front of us, walking calmly as if the hallway was just a normal thing to her. As we walked, Carrie talked. (Ha! A rhyme!)

"Let's start with the basics. Books, TV shows, cartoons, anime/manga, comics, video games, plays, movies, and misc share one thing in common: they all have their own dimensions. Each has a dimension that is real and has the characters people know and love living in them. They don't know the things that people from the Reality Dimension know about. They think their dimension is reality."

We nodded, understanding the logic. But, I still was very confused at the moment.

"The most powerful people or beings of those dimensions protect and know the truth. For example, you remember Wizards of Waverly Place? Well, some people in the Wizard World, like Professor Crumbs, know about their dimensions and others. Or, in Danny Phantom, Clockwork and the Overseers know about other dimensions. Organizations can also know about dimensions, like S.H.I.E.L.D. The most powerful people or beings must know this knowledge that I'm telling you in order to protect their home dimension and the one living in them."

"Are you from this dimension?"

Carrie shook her head, a pained look on her face. Maybe I shouldn't have asked that question. It was as if the mention of her home dimension pained her.

"No, I'm from another dimension. This is where the complications start. You see, there is a race of people called Dimension Walkers, or, as some people call them, Dimension Jumpers. Dimension Walkers can travel to all the dimensions using their powers or the Dimensional Portals, or Rabbit-Holes as we call them. Most Dimension Walkers live in the Reality Dimension and are summoned to help dimensions in need. Dimension Walkers have their own power class and clans. The highest power classes are Creator and Overseer. Dimension Walkers that are Creators can create things out of thin air and can use the powers of anyone from any dimensions. Overseers can watch over any dimensions by using their minds or a magic item and can change the course of events in a dimension. But, no one can be Creator or Overseer."

"Why not?"

"Because those powers are only to be used by The Creator and The Overseer, the two brothers who belong to the Dimensional Council. They created the class of Dimension Walkers and they soon found out that the powers have use to the Dimensional Council only. So, Seer and Imaginer are the new highest classes. The lowest classes, that never changed, are Visioner and Dreamer."

"Seer and Visioner sound the same," said Ally. "And so does Imaginer and Dreamer."

Carrie gave a soft growl, but she kept a straight face.

"Visioners can receive visions about coming events in dimensions. That's it. Seers have visions too, but Seers have more too them. Seers can make their visions come true or prevent a vision from coming true. That's the difference. Imaginers can create anything, make anything, and so forth. As long as they have big imaginations, Imaginers can do anything. Dreamers are like Max from Shark-boy and Lava-girl. Dreamers, they can dream and make anything come true, in their sleep or with their eyes open. But, the difference between Dreamers and Imaginers is that what the Dreamers dream up can stay as long as they believe in that dream. Imaginers' creations can last for eternity, and it can also never fade."

"What about the clans?" Alice asked.

"The clans are usually made up of family. Dimension Walkers' clans consist of family, because the strongest bond there is family. Some clans are friends, like my family clan, the Crescents, are friends with the Cranes. And—"

"This is great information and all but…WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ME?!"

We all stopped. Carrie turned around, and looked at me. By the look in her eyes, I could tell I was about to be told a soul-shocking secret.

"Avril, you're a Dimension Walker."

…

I stood there, totally mind blown. Me, Avril-Drew Claire Burgundy, as a Dimension Walker? That sounds like something out of a TV show or movie or a book. But, no, it was all too real. It was real and it was happening to me, not to someone else. Some would be think I was lucky, others would be envious. But, this was just…surreal.

"I'm…a Dimension Walker? How…?"

Carrie walked over to me, and placed a warm hand on my shoulder.

"Your mom, Renee Hood, is a Dimension Walker, and so is you dad. But, your mom's family, the Hoods, is a much more powerful Dimension Walkers. The Hoods have been around for a long time and the power classes are mixed. Usually, in a clan, the whole family shares a power class. But, the Hoods have different power classes. Your dad, I believe, is a Giver, meaning he gives knowledge and wisdom to help dimensions. Your mom, however, has all the classes mixed in her due to the Hoods having different classes."

I looked down at the ground.

"So that means I might be mixed like my mom."

"Avril, it means you're definitely mixed like your mother. You're a Dimension Walker, and you're here in Dimension RC: 9GN for a reason. A Dimension Walker is sent to a dimension for a reason. That means; this is your first dimension mission."

I turned around, and started running away. This was all too much to process. I mean, this kind of thing belongs to a movie or book plot or a TV or cartoon series. This shouldn't be happening to me. I'm just a regular fourteen year old girl who's obsessed with fandoms and loves to fangirl out. I don't know how to use powers, operate weapons, or know the importance of the knowledge of dimensions! All I know is all the episodes of Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja, begging for the day Danny Phantom returns, and how to trick your brother into doing something you want him to do!

I heard Ally and Alice call my name, but I ignored them. I needed to be alone, I wanted to be alone. I don't want anyone near me or anyone to talk to me. I just need some alone time.

I kicked open the locker door. I looked around, and headed towards the exit. Once I got outside, I looked up at the nighttime sky. I took a deep breath.

And I ran away.

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Ye gods, these chapter was very hard to write! I kinda struggled a bit, so this took awhile. I hope I did well with this chapter, even though I know there might be some errors! I don't have a beta and I didn't look over it, so I know there are some errors!

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