"I can't believe we've been walking for nearly an hour just to see some crappy psychic." Two friends were walking side by side, down a run-down part of the city they lived in. Old, boarded-up shops stood at each side of the road. Each one had faded color, broken windows, and weeds reaching out of strange places. All except for one.
"Come on, it's going to be awesome!" The taller friend said, pumping her fist into the air with high enthusiasm. The shorter friend rolled her eyes, muttering a soft "Whatever". The two continued going on their way, enjoying the rare quiet in the city.
The taller friend was named Nicky Pine, while the shorter friend was named Jackie Forest. Together they make a pine forest. Nicky was much taller than her friend, who only reached four foot eleven; while Nicky on the other hand came to a tall five foot six. Despite their height, Nicky was one year younger then Jackie. Jackie was fifteen years old, which made Nicky fourteen. How the two met, remains a mystery to this very day. How the two became friends is an even greater mystery.
They were nearing the only building that didn't look like it was about to collapse. The brick work was fixed, and the black roof tiles looked brand new. None of the windows were broken, and each window had a dark red curtain covering it from the inside. There were no weeds in sight and the dark wooden door didn't have one scratch on it. Lastly, there was a sign, that hung off the front of the building. In bold purple letters it read: Psychic.
Nicky smiled, her green eyes practically was glowing with excitement. While Jackie's hazel ones stayed fixed firmly on the ground, not wanting to see some crazy woman 'for kicks'. Jackie had strange orange hair, technically it would be called 'red' but it was closer to the color orange. She had no bangs, and freckles came across her face. Her hair reached past her shoulders by an inch or two, resting on her dark blue colored shirt. Nicky, on the other hand, had normal, blond hair that was cut quite short, with two shorter strands comming across her forehead. It reached to about mid-neck and had a somewhat messy appearance.
Nicky was the one to open the door, thus walking in first. Several bells rung at their arrival, but no one appeared suddenly to greet them. The carpeting was a dark red, and the walls were of dark brown wood. Several end tables and bookcases were in the small room; many strange items and books were scattered on each things. The two looked across the room, were a large, dark purple curtain separated two rooms.
"Go ahead, over here!" a rather girlish voice called from the other room. The two looked at each other, suprised of how young the voice sounded, but went into the room room, well, was just as expected for a psychic. Curtains, beads, a crystal ball, and various objects that they did not know they name for littered the room. But, there was something strange. A young woman sat at the table, wearing a pink designer dress and expensive-looking white heels. She had curled brown hair with highlights. Her face clearly had makeup on, but not so much to make her look hideous. In short, she was one of those kinds of people that would expect to be on the cover of a magazine. Not a psychic.
"Ah! Welcome, go ahead and sit down!" She pointed to two chairs at the other side of the table, which was covered in an oversized purple tablecloth. Nicky shrugged it off and sat down, while Jackie was raising an eyebrow at the strange...er...normal woman. But eventually, she sat down beside her friend, still wondering what a normal-looking women was doing working as a psychic. The woman smiled brightly, and clapped her hands together.
"So, what brings you here?" She asked, her brown eyes twinkling with delight.
Nicky snickered a bit before answering."No reason, just wanted to check it out" she answered, grinning. This lady was smiling, and nodded.
"I see...Well, let's start now, shall we?" The woman pulled out a deck of unknown cards, and spread them out on the table. Jackie looked at the cards suspiciously; they didn't look like tarot cards, just normal playing cards to her, but Nicky looked excited enough to explode. "Okay, pick one!" The woman practically sang. This woman, she was strange, but so far she just seemed like the everyday fake. Though, that was no suprise. Jackie didn't believe in such things. She was probably one of those children that stopped believing in Santa when they turned five.
Nicky was first to grab a card, snatching one immediately. Jackie took some time, looking at the card as if she was analyzing them silently. After a bit of waiting, she picked one on the far left.
"Go ahead, look at them." Nicky turned hers over, and looked at three red dimonds across the card. Jackie did the same, and saw eight black spades on her own. The psychic smiled, and removed all the other cards from the table.
"Now, set them face-down in the middle." The two did as they were told, and the pyschic touched each card for no more than a second. The woman frowned, blinked twice. For a second a smirk appeared on her polished face, then was quickly replaced with a confused expression, Nicky didn't notice it, but Jackie did. What was up with that...?
"I'm sorry, but I can't read your future, it's completely unclear. There are parts, showing adventure, danger and friendship, but there are too many options. They're all jumbled up. That's all I can tell you." Jackie didn't look surprised, but Nicky sat there with her mouth agape.
"AW, COME ON!" She shouted, standing up suddenly, making the chair hit the ground with unnecessary noise. Her hand hit the table heavily as she looked the woman in the eye. "We walked all the way here and you practically give us nothing!" Her voice dropped to a more disappointed tone. "Ah, figures." Nicky sighed, shoving her hands into her pockets before muttering "Fake" under her breath.
Jackie nodded in agreement before standing up slowly and pushing her chair in. "Told you so." She muttered, rolling her eyes at her naive friend.
"I'm sorry, but this is all I have for you!" The woman raised her eyes, frustrated that her customers doubted her powers so strongly.
"Yeah, yeah, how much?" Nicky retorted, expecting the woman to ask for some money. Jackie smacked her own face softly, Nicky never had money. It was obvious that she would have to pay for this waste of time.
"I'll only charge five dollars because the reading wasn't clear" the psychic spoke, turning her hands into fists. Why were people so skeptical about her powers!? They were real, it wasn't her fault the some people have futures with many paths. Most people have certain futures that will never change, but some have a world of options, and anything can happen. In fact, they should be overjoyed that their future isn't set in stone!
"Of course." Nicky pouted, turning away from the woman; she didn't look so pretty anymore. Jackie pulled out a five-dollar bill, handing it over to the psychic. "What a waste of money. I should have just let Nicky be scammed alone."
That, my friend, was the last straw. If it was possible, you would be able to hear a large crack in the atmosphere. But being impossible for a person's mentality to be heard by human ears, it was silent.
"My powers are not fake! I'll show you, there's no way you'll doubt me then!" The woman shrieked, grabbing her crystal ball. The two shared similar expressions of surprise, as the woman threw the ball on the ground, shattering it to pieces. Glass covered the floor, and the two friends held their arms close to their faces in case of ricochet.
Nothing, the two let their arms fall down slowly. Absolutely nothing was different, but there was a small smirk on the woman's face before she turned away, walking through a doorway out of sight. The room was quiet, and the two looked at each other, wondering what was her problem. Silently, the two walked out of the building, back outside.
"That was weird..." Jackie muttered, not noticing the change in scenery.
"Hey...Jackie."
Jackie's eyes were locked on the ground, and mumbled a "What?" at her friend.
"We're not in Connecticut anymore." Jackie looked up at her friend, and gasped. She turned around quickly, only to see a worn-down building instead of the polished one they left. Lastly, she looked into a window, and considered fainting.
"Nicky" she paused, "why do we look like your creepy anime people!?"
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I think my smile was a huge as a whale, or something. But oh god, I was so happy. We were in some kind of anime! Or maybe it was a manga, with colors! Oh that would be so sweet!
"We're not in Connecticut anymore." I told Jackie, wondering what anime or manga we were in. Maybe we're in Code Geass! Or, maybe Death Note! Or we could be in Yuugiou! It would be so cool if we were in Reborn! D. Gray-Man would be awesome too, but this looks like a modern city. Oh man, I hope we're not in Elfen Lied... That would be bad. Yes, very, very bad.
I think we might die.
"Nicky...why do we look like your creepy anime people!?" I looked over to Jackie, who looked just like an anime character! So cool! Wait, if she changed, I did too, right? I ran over to the window. Yes, I did look like an anime character! Every detail looked drawn, how amazing! Was it that psychic? I didn't regret pissing her off anymore! This is so sweet, every fangirl's dream come true. That is, until it finally hit me. The most, painfully obvious fact that was usually ignored in many fanfiction.
"Oh shit, we don't speak Japanese!" I cried, all I knew was the crappy words the Wapanese kids use! Like that would help! Jackie was looking at me like was crazy. Oh, and I wouldn't be able to see my family, I guess that's kind of bad too.
Moving on.
"Why would we need to know... IT'S IMPOSSIBLE FOR US TO BE IN ONE OF YOUR JAPANESE BOOKS NICKY!!!" She shouted, pointing at me. I jumped back, hoping she wouldn't hit me again, which didn't work because she did anyways. I looked around; Japanese signs were everywhere. Jackie must have noticed too, because her jaw practically dropped to the floor. The building, all looked like a drawing. Not to mention that they all were in Japanese.
"There is no way...we're in one of your..." Jackie mumbled while I smiled proudly. Yeah, I was right. I looked around, wondering if I could find any character from any anime or manga series. I wondered if I looked like a hungry dingo. That would be pretty sweet. I frowned, not seeing any characters. Just some random useless people walking up and down the streets. Oh, and they gave us weird looks too. But that's not all that important. Haven't they ever seen foreigners before? Guess not. Or maybe we look like uh....
...........
Something else to them. That would be cool. Like, when they looked at us, they saw two talking sea lampreys. Yeah. I love sea lampreys. I want one as a pet. I would name him Jimmy too, and he would jam out to Britney Spears all day. Then I would have to kill him.
Because I do not enjoy Britney Spears.
"Lets go find some victims." I mumbled, putting my arms in front of me. I also hunched over a bit, and grinned. Oh, I also crossed my four fingers, so I only had three, like claws. I bet I looked just like a velociraptor now. That would be so tight. Tighter than my little emo friend's jeans. No wait, that's impossible. Jackie held her right hand in a fist, but followed after me as we walked down the streets of some unknown Japanese town. Or maybe city, no, it looked more like a town. Yeah, definitely a dynasty.
So, we were walking down the street. And, we were walking and yeah, nothing happened. Seriously, this was horrible. People just looked at me weird.
Why?
Because I was a velociraptor, that's why. Humans are scared of me, they scream and run and hide and eat food nervously as I nibble on their children.
Anyways, we were still walking. I wondered what Jackie thought about this. I would look back, but velociraptors never look back. It's a rule.
We walked past a school, and that's where I saw it. I saw it, I saw it! It was like Matthew Connecticut goes to Connecticut all over again! You know what this means? Time to find some really good drugs. I smirked, making me seem more like a velociraptor. Tsuna, Gokudera, Yamamoto, and lastly Reborn. Mwehehehe...perfect. We're in Reborn! I reached into my pocket and pulled out a brown magic marker, and drew a mustache on my face. Then I grabbed a piece of candy and a broken thumb drive from my pockets. Lastly, I went back to my velociraptor pose.
"You see them peoples?" I asked Jackie, who looked at them and nodded. She also looked kind of weirded out. It was Tsuna's hair, definitely. Without a doubt. "They're from an awesome manga called Reborn, I told you about it like-"
"A lot." Jackie twitched, from what I had told her, Reborn! was a very strange story. Something about middle school kids in the mafia. Why couldn't we be in something normal? she probably thought.
"Well, let's go sell" I said before scampering over to the group of 2-D characters. Smirking as I bounced along, Jackie followed reluctantly, but followed nevertheless.
"...Sell...what?"
I sneaked around the characters with top ninja skill. Jackie just walked, blowing our cover. They just looked at us, well, me strange. But that's okay, it's only normal. I am a velociraptor after all. Anyways, Jackie. She has no ninja skills, what-so-ever. They looked at us with interesting expressions, but I ignored them as I scampered up. Yes, I was very much like a velociraptor.
"Hello little boys, would you like some candy~? There's air conditioning in my car, let's talk in there" I told them. Tsuna made his weird 'Eeeee!' sound, Gokudera looked like he was about to Chris Brown a bitch, Yamamoto looked really amused and was smiling like always. Reborn well... looked like he knew everything as always. It's kind of creepy, the way he always knows.
He always know.
Then Jackie hit me, hard. She always ruins the most beautiful moments in life.
Short first chapter is short.
So, Insomniac here. Nicky is my OC, so next chapter it will be written by Neurotic with her OC, Jackie's, point of veiw.
Sorry it's not longer, but first chapters are normally short anyways. My next one will be longer, I swear.
So, please review and tell us what you think so far. ^_^
Thanks for reading~.