A/N: Ok. This is my first fan fiction so please forgive its horribleness. I really like this movie and the book (both being the insane awesomeness that they are) so I felt the need to write a fan fiction about them! Here goes! Please read and review!

Turning off the news, I sat moping in the large armchair positioned purposefully in the direction of my T.V. I stared at the black screen for about a minute before my step mother noticed the pout on my face and asked in a self pitying voice what I was so upset about.

"Alright Ellie, what happened now."

"You know those movies I'm always watching? The ones by that Japanese director Hyao Miyazaki?"

"Yah? She replied distractedly. I brushed a few strands of my dark gold hair out of my eyes.

"Well the poor guy's in the hospital! He keeps going in and out of a coma! It's really weird 'cause there seems to be nothing wrong with him physically. No one knows what caused it…" I waited for a reply.

"…Oh! Uh. That's great hon." I stared at her, dumbfounded. Huh. Wonder when I had lost her. Or if I had ever even managed to hold her attention for more than ten seconds in the six years that I had known her.

Only two short years after their marriage my dad had passed away. Leaving me to live with my only legal relative (who is rather lacking of an attention span), and my beloved drawings. Well, my drawings and my books (but I'll get to the books later).

Most of the wall space in my room was taken up by layers upon layers of drawings. I love the stories that the pictures tell. Each one has an entire world beyond it that couldn't possibly fit onto one paper or canvas.

The one that I'm currently working on is one of my interpretations of (see if you can guess) Howl's Moving Castle.

"I'll be in my room!" I shouted. My Conver sneakers thumping loudly as I ran up the stairs to my 'dwelling'. Once safely inside the confines of my room, I plugged in my ipod and began drawing.

I was almost finished with this picture. Except for the shading, I was done with the abstract metallic castle and most of the landscape around it. The castle was surrounded by the squat green hills and windblown trees of the outer Wastes. Most of the coloring was done as well. So I spent the rest of the night completing the finishing details in the background.

My favorite little whim that I had added was a small cottage like building with a russet shingled roof and pale stone walls. Little windows looked out onto the Waste and the scene spread out before them. I wondered briefly what any observers who might be watching from the other side of those windows would think of Howl's castle as it clanked noisily past.

"There!" I exclaimed "Finally finished!"

Tearing off a few pieces of tape from the roll on my desk, I fastened the four corners of the thick sketch paper onto the wall.

Satisfied, I stood back. Admittedly, admiring my work.

Now that the entire surface of the paper had been covered with water colors, it really did look quite realistic. I wondered if I had put too much detail into the cottage. It almost seemed to draw away from the rest of the picture. Especially in how the light seemed to play around the outline of the building. And the windows looked almost alight! Wait…

I stared at a tiny light speck in the middle of the house. It almost seemed to be growing I realized with a start. I raised my hand to brush whatever it was off the page, but the instant my hand touched the paper, There was the sound of howling winds and I felt myself being tugged and twisted, sucked and pulled into a darkness that I cannot describe. Then, there was nothingness.

A/N: Well, this isn't very good so I might rewrite it later. And don't worry about how nothing Howl's-Moving-Castle-ish except for the drawing has shown up yet. Things will actually start to pick up in the next chapter. My goal for this fan fiction is for it not to be one of those terribly cliché and stupid crossover fan fictions (only a few crossovers are actually good.)I'll try to update soon! Please review!