Sorry for being late on this one you guys but I seriously promise to be faster with my updates since I'm starting to outline everything.

Jason: She's serious about that. Though I could recommend it if you guys pelt her with tomatoes.

Haha, Jason. You just found yourself a sense of humor. Yeah, so anyways, here's another chapter for TNP :D

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After what seemed like five minutes of sleep, I woke up. I didn't bother to open my eyes since it was extremely silent, a sign that I was not meant to wake up just yet. Wanting to go back to sleep, I tried shifting into a more comfortable position but it only caused a stabbing pain to surge up my spine. I simply ignored it, knowing what car seats could do in one's sleep. I moved once more and felt something heavy sitting on my lap. I was confused for a bit but I remembered that Lilia's head rested there. Trying to nudge her, I said, "Lilia, do you mind moving a little? Your hard head is giving me more trouble than it's supposed to."

I waited for an answer but after a few good seconds of my time, she didn't answer. Annoyed with this, I groaned. "Lilia, please. I'm not in the mood." Again, there was no reply. After a few more minutes, I got frustrated with her silence. I know she was a brat but she didn't have to act this way. Opening my eyes, I was prepared to yell angrily at her stubbornness. That wasn't so because I ended up jumping out of the floor I was sitting on. Yes, I was on the floor. As I stood, the object on my lap landed on the floor with a loud KLUNK.

Once I gathered my senses, I tried to catch a glimpse of thing that landed on the ground. It definitely wasn't my sister but a musty old skull that looked about centuries old. It didn't seem like a regular skull either. For one thing, it seemed to give off a greenish glow. I shuddered. I didn't like the situation I was in. Just as I thought things were weird enough, a disembodied voice echoed.

"Jason Fenton. It's been... yearssssss since we've last meet, hasn't it?"

A shiver ran through me again as I began to look about. The darkness prevented me from seeing anything further than my hands so it was impossible for me to find the speaker. Also, the voice seemed to come from my head so I really couldn't tell where he was.

"Afraaaaaaaaiiiaid, young Fenton?" the voice hissed on, "Don't be. If you don't want to get hurt, just give me what is rightfully miiiiine."

I didn't like how the guy was convincing me with a threat. It was like an iron maiden with a sign that says, 'HEY, I'M SAFE!' hanging by its side. I should know; I played Amnesia once and I died in the game just by hiding in it. Mustering up the courage I had within me, I replied shakily, "Um, I really don't know who you are or how you know my name but whatever you probably want, I don't know. Is it because I'm a rich kid or something? Well, there are bunch of others and…

Before I even finished my sentence, malicious laughter filled the air.

"Wealth?" he replied, amused with what I just said, "That is not what I require. There is something muuucccchh more useful you could offer to me than money."

"More useful than money?" As much as I hated to admit it, the one of the reasons why people ever paid attention to me was the fact that I come from a rich family. I did mention that my dad was an astronaut earlier, didn't I? Well, he's one of the top contributors of NASA and that makes him get paid better. Also, my mom has this huge heritage from her parents. As if it wasn't enough…

"Yes, young Fenton," the voice said, "You could offer me your power…"

That last statement was like a huge punch in the gut. Power? I was a scrawny teen with no hope for a social life. I used to cut P.E. classes since I always end up falling on the floor from exhaustion. For me to have power is just really insane.

"You don't believe me, dooo you?"

I looked around. He could read my thoughts? I pushed that idea away. There's just no way could that be possible. "Please," I said, my voice rising with impatience, "I don't have time for this mumbo jumbo. You can find yourself some other power. All you need to know is that I don't have any of it!"

"You're temper and ignorance gets in the way but no matter. You will remember me when our paths will truly cross. If you turn me down, remember this pain…"

Before I even asked, my head began to pound. It was like a thousand spears going through it. The longer it lasted, the more its intensity rose. With each second, my brain lost its control over my body. My knees buckled, then my lungs stopped taking in air. I felt my breath beginning to disappear. I tried getting on all fours but then my sense of control over my arms went numb and I collapsed onto the floor again. This pain I was going through was like holding onto a thread of consciousness. As I was about to slip into the darkness, I managed to see two cruel red eyes.

"St-stop," was all I managed to croak, "I…"

"Wake up, Jah-son!"

I opened my eyes by a fraction, only to close them again when the light blinded me. After a few moments, my eyes were finally able to adjust. I was still in the car. I looked around just to make sure I was really back. After I checked, I sighed in relief and leaned against the window. The dream was just too real. Suddenly, something began tugging me at my sleeve. It almost made me jump through the roof. I looked to my immediate right and saw my sister jumping up and down in excitement, still holding onto my jacket.

"Big brother, look outside."

I sighed in relief. God, I thought, that nightmare really did a number on me if it made me this afraid of my five year old sister.

"Look, look, look," she squealed again, pointing outside the window.

"Gosh, Lilia, what is it that want me to see?"

"Daddy said this is Ah-mi-tee Park!"

I rolled my eyes. So we're here at this place already. As I looked outside, I could see nothing but a simple old town. There was nothing special about it, really. It just had this warm and cozy feeling about. There were even billboards with crappy advertisements like, 'Amity Park: A Safe Place to Live' and 'The Friendliest Place on Earth'. If you ask me about my first impression about this place, I'd give you a one out of five. I'd give it a two if there was an arcade.

"Jason, are you ok?"

I looked ay the front as I saw my mom showing some concern towards me. I avoided any eye contact as I replied, "Yeah. The AC's just a bit too cold. That's all."

I knew that mom didn't believe a single word I said but she simply nodded in acknowledgment as she began to talk to my dad. I was glad that she didn't even try to find out what's wrong. Maybe she's been in this situation before? I decided not to dive deeper into the thought as I looked out of the window again.

Despite the town having this friendly atmosphere and all, I didn't want to get too comfortable. I still hated moving and I was determined that nothing would change my mind about it.

"Hey, kids, get your stuff ready. This is the place."

I snapped out of my trance as dad called. It looked like we were there already. Not wanting to get in trouble for that day, I followed with what I was told to do and began to dump some of my stuff back into my backpack. As soon as everything was ready, I slung the pack over my shoulder, opened the door and looked at where we were going to stay. That's when my jaw hit the ground.

Right before me was an ordinary two-storey house with a completely whacked out satellite system on its roof. It was like a UFO decided to land on a small fragile helipad of some sort. That wasn't it. There was a huge sign with brightly-colored neon lights that says "Fenton Works" and at the bottom of the words was an arrow pointing to the building.

"THIS is where were staying?" I cried out loud. "It looks freaking ridiculous! Are you sure it isn't the house beside it?"

My dad shot a don't-you-dare-say-another-word look at me as he walked towards the truck which carried most of our stuff. My mom was still inside the car, helping Lilia pack her things. I gulped with great difficulty because I knew that I had to be the first one to go inside the space-themed house. I walked towards the building as fast as I possibly could while silently praying that no one was looking this way. As I stood at the front door, I looked up again. I felt a bit intimidated by the size of the house. As I took a deep breath, I pressed on the doorbell.

As I waited for a moment, I noticed that there was a bit of chattering from behind the door. It took a few more seconds before the door finally swung open. That was when I found myself staring at someone I didn't expect.

It was a girl. She looked about my age and my height. She had a pair of thick-rimmed glasses as she stared at me with her dark green eyes. Her long honey-colored hair framed her face and flowed all the way to her chest level. She had on her a sky blue shirt with a light pink sweater. She wore a pair of faded jeans and a pair of pink sneakers with its color fading from age. She looked right into my eyes with suspicion before she said, "Hello, may I help you with something?"

I stared at her a little longer before I shook my head and replied, "Sorry. My family and I are moving here. Is this the right place?"

At that moment, the girl's eyes lit up in recognition. "So you're the relatives of Mr. and Mrs. Fenton," she exclaimed with excitement, "I'm a bit surprised because I didn't expect you guys to come until some other time. Please come in. I'm Toni by the way and your name is…"

"Jason Fenton. Just Jason, really."

She nodded and began leading me into the house. Upon entering the place, I noticed that the house had better interior decoration than its exterior. There were a number of family pictures that were displayed on the walls and on the shelves. The living room was a step lower than the rest of the room and in it was a small TV and baby blue sofas facing towards it. Like the sofa, most of the furniture was a shade of blue and they were arranged in a way that made it look somewhere between the classic and the modern style. It was rather simplistic but not in a bad way.

Toni soon led me into the kitchen. As I turned my attention towards the dining table, I noticed that there were a couple of old people I didn't even recognize. One of them was a chubby old man eating a tray of brownies. He has deep cobalt eyes, wore a worn out orange spandex suit and most of his white hair was gone. The other was reading a book entitled A Guide to Identifying Species. She seemed like a kind woman with a pair of turquoise eyes. Upon a closer look, anyone would have noticed a wise twinkle in them. She wore a simple blue dress and resting on her nose was a pair of wire-rimmed glasses.

"Hey, Mr. and Mrs. Fenton, look who just arrived."

The old couple both looked up from what they were doing and focused their attention on me. I tried to avoid their gaze but it didn't do anything to avert their eyes to anything else.

"Hey, Toni," said the elder man, "Who's the kid?"

I didn't know how to explain myself. I was about to open my mouth before I felt a pair of hands touch my face. I looked up and saw the woman's eyes boring into mine. She suddenly smiled in recognition as she locked me in a tight embrace.

"Honey, its Jason," the old woman exclaimed as soon as she let me go.

"Jason!" the man said as he stood up with much enthusiasm, "I haven't seen you since you were a little baby. Where's your father? I can't wait to hear what my son's gonna share after all these years."

"He's just outside. He's helping them carry our stuff here, actually," I replied as I pointed to the door behind me.

Without a second to spare, my grandfather dashed out of the room, leaving me with my grandmother and Toni. After a few moments of silence, my grandma turned to me and said, "It's nice to see you again while you're all grown-up as well. You can stay in your father's old room. The place was prepared especially for you."

"Thanks Gran..."

"Please, just call me Maddie. It's short for Madeline," she said with a wink, "I better get going before my husband squeezes the life out of your father."

As she left, I could only stare at the spot where she stood. What was that all about? I couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed with what just happened. I looked behind me to see Toni looking at the exact same place I was looking.

"They're nice folks, aren't they?"

I stared at her. I couldn't even answer but Toni just kept on talking.

"I'm rather happy that you guys are moving in here. I really am. They didn't stop talking about your family's arrival for days. They seemed quite lonely even if I visit them most of the time. To tell you the truth, I'm the only company they've got. None of their children visit. Your aunts can't come and your dad is too far away. I'm sure you know that Florida is a long way from here knowing that you just came from there."

After a few moments, she looked at me and said, "Do you want me to show your room?"

No sooner than five minutes, we were both in my dad's old room. Like downstairs, most of the stuff here were blue. The only things that made up for the bland color were the posters of spaceships and "Humpty Dumpty" and the planetary mobile that hung by the window. A rusty basketball hoop hung above the door and the shelves were completely empty. On the side desk was a small replica of the NASA space shuttle. It was probably not meant to be touched judging by how much dust had covered it compared to the cleaned up room. Once I was done with checking out the place, I flung my backpack on the floor and collapsed on top of the bed.

"Finally, something I can rest on comfortably!"

"Rough trip, huh?"

"You don't know the half of it."

Toni looked rather amused by my action as she promptly walked towards the bed and sat beside me. Admittedly, I blushed a bit. I don't have a crush on her or anything but I probably just realized that this was the closest I've been to a girl. I avoided all the girls in my old school because they knew I was filthy rich and stuff. She, on the other hand, didn't know. At the same time, she didn't feel awkward about her action. I guess Toni has been the 'one-of-the-guys' type.

"So, now that I finally got to meet the mysterious grandson personally," she said with a tone of cheerfulness, "I hope you don't mind if I invite you for a walk around town tomorrow. Amity Park is a beautiful place and it would be best if you knew it better."

I avoided eye contact as I replied back. "No, I don't think I could go. I still have a major headache from the trip and they might need my help unpacking our things."

"Ah, I see," she said with a nod, "So I guess we'll have to do it some other time. So whenever you feel like it, just tell me. I visit your grandparents every other day and I can be some help in moving your things here so that you could be free even faster."

I could only stare at this girl in awe. Well, there goes my excuse on never coming out of this house. I don't want to see this place at all and I want to be alone. As much as I wanted to reject her offer, I just couldn't. She was a family friend and she's just trying to be friendly unlike most people I've met. I sighed.

"Yeah, thanks. I guess it's been stressful with the whole moving thing lately so it would be great if you lend a hand."

Toni beamed at me and patted me at my shoulder. "I like you already," she laughed, "I expected you to be one of those emo types buuuuuut I guess you proved me wrong with the way your face just turned red."

I felt my face heat up. "I am not turning red!" I exclaimed.

"Says your face. It's about to go tomato now."

I was about to protest but then I heard my dad call out for me.

"Jason, can you please come down? We still need to get those boxes out of the van."

Before I responded, Toni quickly interjected and said, "Ok, Mr. Fenton. We'll be on our way down." I glared at her as she stood up.

"Um, excuse me. Are you Jason?" I said sarcastically.

"Nope," Toni said with a smile, "but it would be nice to be introduced to your folks. Let's go."

As I watched her go out the door, I sighed. Whatever just happened, I could tell it wasn't the last time I'd be facing the likes of her.

HA! TSUNDERE JASON! That's a side I've never seen before.

Jason: SHUT UP AND LEAVE ME ALONE! I just didn't feel comfortable around girls at that time.

Right, right… Have it your way~

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