Urgh. This is a double whammy for me – not only will this be my first Chaotic fanfic but also M-rated. Oh! One more thing; this will also be the first Peyton/Creature fanfic ever, so yeah. Wish me luck.

Disclaimer: I don't own Chaotic, which belongs to 4Kids entertainment, Bardel entertainment and TC Digital Games.

Oh! One more thing, in the show and on the wiki 'Peyton' is the name I grew to know not 'Payton' which I see in other fics. So yeah…heads up.

Evening silence dominated the suburban streets as most of the residences were deep in slumber. Upon the many houses, on the top floor a room was illuminated with light. Every now and then a figure would pass by the window in motions that resembled a strange form of dance. Inside, the walls are plastered with multiple rock posters; the floor littered in CDs, DVDs, and crumpled pieces of paper. A husky teenage male with light peach skin and shaggy brown hair had his eyes tightly shut as he "air guitared" spinning around the room. Lodged in his ears were small, seashell shaped headphones that blared rock music.

-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-

Err, wha, what? The teenager questioned, snapping his eyes opened reveling green irises.

Peyton! A female voice yelled on the other side of the door, "Go to bed! It's late!"

The teenager, Peyton, glanced at his digital clock that dimly glowed 11:20PM. Removing the earphones, Peyton placed a large golden MP3 on his bed, quickly changed into his night wear. Turning off the lights, Peyton snuggled under navy quilts, carefully tucking the MP3 under his pillow and drifted to sleep. Moments later, the sleeping teenager rotated in his sleep; accidently activating a button on the MP3 device.

Peyton's POV

Pitch black darkness was all around until a flash of blue and white blinded my eyes. By the time I could see normally again I noticed I was in the Mipedim oasis! Ok, not in per se, but close to it. Walking along the edge, I noticed a figure walk towards me. As it got closer, I recognize it's my main mugic man – er- Mipedian, Sobtjek! Still looks the same too; tall, skinny but muscular, lime green eyes and a sick purple cape that's pierced by the spikes on his back. Cause he's kinda old, he carries his staff around like a cane, but it can also be used as a weapon. By the time were face to face, Sobtjek is surprised to see me.

Hey, Sobtjek! I cheerily greet. What's happ-

"PEYTON!" Sobtjek yelled –which is a first, because I never, eva' saw him mad; sure upset, but NEVER mad.

Er, what's the matta man? I shifted nervously in the warm golden sand. Wait, warm? Quickly glancing down, I notice my feet are bare. I glance over the edge where the sand ends and the water begins and check out my reflection.

AHH! I tugged at my pants; shirt then ran around frantically in a circle. IM STILL IN MY PAJAMAS!

Sobtjek, confused, asked, "This isn't normal for Chaotic players?"

NO! Well sometimes- I mean occasionally –argh! Ruffling my hair I look back up at Sobtjek who wore a concerned expression on his reptilian face. Ok, it's very, very rare for a Chaotic player to come to Perim or Chaotic – in they're pajamas.

Sobtjek nodded, almost in understanding; "Very well Peyton, but I suggest you leave."

But Sobtjek, I thought I was welcome in the Mipedim Oasis.

Sobtjek, sighed. "Yes, Peyton, you are welcome to the Oasis – as long as Prince Mundeenu or the royal family doesn't see you."

I nervously laugh; Details, details Sobtjek - but why are you trying to get of me? I thought we were cool. Sobtjek winced at the comment. "No Peyton, you are indeed a friend, but today – actually- these few months aren't safe- especially for Chaotic players." My confusion must have been clear on my face so Sobtjek continued; "…During the spring months, creatures all over Perim develop …an urge."

An urge? I echoed back. I looked back to Sobtjek, staring at me with a deadpan stare. Urge? Urge? Ur- OH!

OH MY GOD! I screeched unable to contain my voice. Quickly covering my mouth I notice the Mipedian mugitian trying to morph a chuckle into a cough. I hastily take a step back.

"No need to worry", Sobtjek smirked- "those days of youth are far gone". I nervously laughed until seeing the darkened look in his eyes. Aww, come on Sobtjek, I plead, I bet your still the lady-killer you were back then. "Lady-killer?" Sobtjek quirked with a scaled brow. Ya, I grinned. A 'lady-killer' is used to describe a dude who frequently scores with da' ladies.

A brief moment passed before the muge looked overcome with shock. "W-Well, I have had some courtships-"

It's okay dude, I smile. Sobtjek tenses and grips the staff he was casually holding. "Peyton you need to leave." Confused, I reach into my pockets only to withdraw lint. Over Sobtjek's shoulder, I see nothing but hear approaching footsteps.

Well, well, a familiar voice taunted, if it isn't my favorite human. The figure appeared between Sobtjek and myself, causing me to stumble backwards.

Vinta?! I exclaim. Vinta smirked down at me with yellow silted eyes pulling me back up to my feet. Standing at 8 feet and reveling most of rust colored scales that stretched across his well toned body, reflecting perfect muscles and rock hard abs that male models would kill for. He wore a traditional blue and gold armor on the upper torso and knee pads. Blinking out of my stupor, I draw back from Vinta who grips tighter on my hand.

"What's wrong Peyton?" Vinta jeers as I tense. "Don't you want to hang out with me?"

As much fun it is hanging out with you Vinta, Siado usually does that. Besides, aren't you supposed to be protecting the Oasis? Vinta's smile darkened even more. "Prince Mundeenu was very generous and gave us stalkers and scouts time off during this special…season."

So, um, I stutter trying to escape, where is Siado? A vicious snarl erupted from Vinta. Seemingly calm, he answered, 'with his little girlfriend'. Wincing, I question, Well Vinta, 'stead of hanging with me why don't you catch yourself a nice lady friend?

Peyton POV End

A vile smirk returns to the Mipedians' face, 'I would rather hang out with you Peyton.' Gently pulling the brunettes' hair, Vinta leans in, savoring the smell of flowers. Fed up, Sobtjek jabs Vinta in the abdomen, forcing him to release the Peyton, allowing the teenager to escape.

Peyton POV Enter

OhmanOhGodOhmanOhGod OH MAN! I cut past the Oasis not bothering to look back. In what feels like forever, I stop and look back squinting to see two specks flickering in the distance.

Come on man! I try to think pressing my hands to my cheeks. Thinkthinkthnink THINK! How did I get here without a scanner?! Closing my eyes to block out any distractions, I think. Let's see…was in my room…fell asleep…then-

Then I woke up here…

Letting out a frustrated sigh, I close my eyes again. Ahhh, my room –I can see it so clearly – awesome posters of my favorite bands covering the walls, alarm clock flickers " 3:00AM" as outside the bedroom window, darkness of the night slowly evaporates with navy blue sky. Then I see my bed; my glorious, glorious bed! Sheets scattered, tickling the wooden floor as the pillows rest at their permanent posts. Reaching out…..

Huh?

Looking around, I'm in my room. Everything intact, spare the sheets and random clutter on the floor. Wrapped inside the sheets, I finally go to sleep.

(Oasis)

A sharp grunt of pain hisses from the young reptilian. The elder, Sobtjek, pointed staff at Vinta's neck, dares him to move.

"Leave. Peyton. Alone." Sobtjek grits, pushing the sharp edge into Vinta's neck, allowing drops of blood to flow. Vinta, escapes falling backwards, leers at the older Mipedian.

"You won't be able to protect him forever Sobtjek." He fades away with the rolling warm sands.

Chapter One End

SO….How was it? Not bad for the first chapter huh?

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