Raku: Alright, plot bunnies will be plot bunnies. Bunnies don't last long without caring for, which means I got to put it down somewhere.

Dark Raku: Which is, in this bunny's case, our phone.

Raku: So this is take on Shakugan no Shana. However, it is a crossover with something having to do with magic. Dimensions... Yay...'

Dark Raku: Seriously? "Yay," was all you could manage?

Raku: Well, I continue this when I have an idea as to what I could add. This is like a gift for everyone who follows me.

Dark Raku: Which is a friend from-

Raku: *covers DR's mouth* Dude, no referencing to IRL stuff. The profile is enough about me that everyone can know.

Mike: While you're talking abo- *gets sucked into the ground*

Duncan: Anyway, enjoy the first chapter. Trial chapters never start out well for small-time authors, so give Raku you're support by commenting/reviewing, following (If at all possible), checking out his other stories, and doing the same with them.

Jerry: Why is it that the new guy and I have to start this? In any case, on to the story.

?-?-?-? POV

"You are about to awaken to your potential soon, but not soon enough," said the voice I heard so many times.

"What potential?! And what do you mean,' Not soon enough'!?" I exclaimed.

"All will be revealed, but first, you must awaken."

"What!?"

"I said,' WAKE UP, MIKE!"

"GAH!" I sreamed as I fell outta my hammock. I fell on the floor face first, which gave me a bleeding nose.

"Why do I have to wake up to your screaming, sis?" I mumbled.

"Because you lost your 'habit' of waking up early. Get dressed and meet me downstairs. It's almost time for us to head out."

At the front door

Mike's POV

'Why do I keep having that recurring dream?' I ask myself. Ever since I passed by that one highschool student in the 4th grade, I've been having a recurring dream.

"MI-CHA~A~A~N!" I hear from behind me, expecting to get knocked down by a small body with incredible force. I felt arms go around my chest as I felt somebody's inertia carry us forward into a tumble. When we were done rolling, I came face to face with my best friend: Yoshida Nikaido. (Okay, I madlib names from shows I've seen. So what?)

"Morning, Yoshida-san," I say.

"You're no fun anymore, Mi-chan. You used to smile and laugh more back in grade school."

"Maybe it's 'cuz I wasn't able to see you for a year, twice."

"Oh come on, that's nothing to stop smiling over."

I couldn't tell her the truth about why I was so serious. My dreams had been robbing me of sleep and the only way to channel my crabbiness in a way that wasn't violent was through self-control.

"Wait a second. If you're here then I should duck right about... now," I said as I dodged a high velocity nerf dart shoot by head.

"What're you doing with my sister, Ichitoge-kun?" Asked another person who I can't help but call weird.

"The usual greeting. Her tackling me, us falling into a suggestive position, then making o-"

I was cut short by another dart hitting me square between the eyes. I began to roll on the ground, trying to make the blood rush faster to where the bump was forming. I stopped and looked up at the guy with the high-velocity Nerf gun in hand.

"Good morning to you too, Morishige-kun," I said to try and get his face outta the glare it was in. It worked and he helped me up.

We then began to walk to our classes, with me unaware that my whole life would be changed for the better. Or maybe it was the worst. All I remember is that it all began in PE...

Raku: And, Cliffhanger. Hopefully, it's a proper one. If not, oh well. I needed this put down, so here it is.

DR: Why do you have this **** at the bottom on all your chapters?

Raku: It's so I can do announcements, apologies, and complaints.

DR: Oh. Well, go on then.

Raku: In any case, I need Beta-readers. If anyone is reading this and has an account on this website, I implore you to PM me. Also, if you are wondering why I did multiple question marks at the beginning, it's 'cuz I didn't want all of you to see who was having the dream right off the bat.

DR: That's it? That's all the ****ing **** you had to say?

Raku: No, that's not the only thing. I've decided to not curse anymore.

DR: How're you gonna ****ing do that? You can hardly go one ****ing day without saying **** or **** or ***************** or another cuss.

Raku: That's where you come on, my dark alter ego. You're gonna handle the cussing from now on.

DR: Wait, so you're gonna talk dirty to your GF or cuss in front of tus amigos?

Raku: Si. Porque no me gusta cussing y censoring.

DR: Why the **** did we slip into Spanish?

Raku: No se.

Jerry: In any case, stay following for updates on chapters. The reason is that-

*Everyone sees Mike crawling outta the ground*

Mike: What...the...el...was that...about?

Duncan: Don't worry about it and you were good in the story.

Rakus: yeah and we haven't even said- Tsuzuku