DJeneration X: Mastress Dark Revealed
Chapter 1: The Story Begins
Paranormality has its rises and its falls. The rises are everytime good paranormality conquers evil paranormality. The falls are every evil paranormal spirit being destroyed by the good. But by what's coming, evil doesn't stand a chance.
Friday the 13th, 2014.
Many twisters were on the ground around an Oklahoma road.
"Looks like we got many sisters!" said Comet (if you remember back from The Uddered Avenger 2, Comet is a girl reindeer.)
"Copy that, sister!" said DJ.
"I agree!" said Daisy.
"As do I!" said Keena.
"And me, bubbs!" said Kate.
As soon as they could, they stopped and got underground shelter except one of them, which didn't have enough time.
Present day. Exactly one year later. (Friday the 13th, 2015.)
It was Keena. DJ had a picture of her in his hand (or hoof) 'however?'. She'd been the one killed by a twister that day. It was after they had twins, but before they could get married. It had never really worked out with Abby for DJ thought of himself as wrong for loving her in Otis's presence. For now, he had only one woman in his life: Daisy. He wanted to keep it that way, whether he needed help or not. He still had little Leslie to remind him of Keena. He and Sasha had dropped to just behind friends, but (obviously) he still went to San Francisco every once in a while. One of Sasha's daughters was still adopted by DJ.
DJ's cellphone rang.
"Hello?" he answered.
"Hey, DJ." said Sasha.
"Sasha! What are you doing on the phone? Daisy catches us, she'll stomp the phone in the ground...to millions of pieces!" said DJ.
"DJ, relax." said Sasha. "You know I called to check up on little Sasha."
"Well, she's doing just fine." said DJ. "Bye." he said, hanging up.
Area 51.
Many hangars lined the dirt in the lowest part of Area 51. Roads made from tar were in front of the hangars. Each hangar had its own satellite tower. UFOs and helicopters flew around over the area. A NASA building sat up on a hill with many of three types of tanks: standard, a giant type of tank called "Goliath" and car-sized speeding tanks. On the hill across from that hill was a crashed UFO and piles of junk. Vehicles sat at different hangars. There was a pre-school bus, an ambulance, a black tanker, a red 50s Cadillac, a Chevrolet Camaro Z78, a dune buggy, a rodent catcher van, a grey & silver Lamborghini Gallardo, an orange McLaren F1 and a green Hummer H1 alpha slantback.
A male pig and a female horse came in a hangar, where a teenage cow named Miller stood.
"Admirals?" he asked.
"General Warthog has been killed." said the pig.
"The president has signed a peace treaty, so we're free to go home." said the horse.
"My name's Miller." said Miller, the teenage cow.
"I'm Reven Darkshadow." said the horse.
"And I'm Rogers." said the pig.
"I'm on a search." said Miller.
"For what?" asked Rogers.
"The finest lands of farm you could ever live on." said Miller.
Reven looked at a couple scrolls.
"Here's a perfect place!" she said, lying down the scrolls.
"The barnyard." said Miller. "That's in Coldsprings-Wilderville, Montana?"
"Yes, sir." said Reven.
"Admirals, we're going to Montana." said Miller.