What if alternate universes were to combine into one? How does that happen? How would the characters react? How would they interact? Will it be complete chaos? (Probably.. let's be honest..) Well, in this book you're going to find out! You'll see ch...
Once upon a time.. that's how fairy tales start don't they? Usually with a princess being crowned queen, a dragon egg hatching, or maybe even a kiss between a long awaited couple. You'd never think they'd start with an apocalyptic setting full of zombies, a dragon being rejected by her own kind, a winged human learning to control themself, and especially not a possessive demon waiting for revenge.
They may be completely different scenarios, but they have one thing in common. The characters never met each other did they? Humpty Dumpty never met Jack and Jill. Cinderella never met the Ugly Duckling. They were in alternate realities. They are all just slightly different universes, with each one having it's own modified copy of the same person. If this is true, which reality is the real, original one? Which one do we start with? Are we copies? To answer that question, we'll be introduced to our first creator, Drastic Dragapult.
Drastic was never alone. He never will be. He had many siblings, five in fact. Despite this, Drastic always had a great imagination. This means that he's our first creator. He loved drawing, writing stories, animating, heck he even had his own YouTube channel! He had a character he created, and he liked being called the name, which was Ringo. He had many stories he posted in an app called Wattpad, and the one he was most known for was the Winged Monster AU. WMAU for short. The characters were based off YouTubers he watched, and his friends and siblings watched them as well! Drastic had a couple friends in person, and couple online. Just because they were across the continent or even the world doesn't mean anything. He always wanted to talk, he was always social.
A bit after starting the Winged Monster AU however, weird occurrences were happening almost everywhere he went. His door was opening slightly out of nowhere, things were getting knocked off shelves when nothing was there, and there were scratches on walls. He had what seemed to be hundreds of drawings of his characters taped to his cream white wall, and they kept falling down. They never did before. He started seeing things in dim lighting which represented his characters. The most noticeable was WMAU Blaza and Socks. Characters from his friends' stories also started appearing, but we'll get into that later. Drastic was getting suspicious at this point, as it had been going on for about a month. That's when what I call, 'The Milk Incident' happened. ___________________________________
I got up once again at around 2am, just like I had been for the past couple days. I grabbed my phone in case Blaza decided to cause some ruckus as well. I started the stream on Instagram, and started down the stairs. I turned the corner to the kitchen and turned on my flashlight. I set my phone down of the hard, white, granite countertop and turned around to open the fridge. I got the milk out and set it down, only to open the cabinet above me to get a glass. I glanced back at the stream as I poured the milk in, and no one was on. I didn't think anyone would be, but at least if anything happened I would have proof. I finished pouring myself a glass, and I returned the milk back to where it originally was in the fridge. I picked my phone up again with my left hand, and held my milk with the right. I started walking back to the stairs when my heart almost stopped. My sister had jumped out from behind the wall to scare me. I jumped and let out a yelp of surprise, only to laugh it off with her a couple seconds later. Apparently some of my milk had spilt as my right foot was now splattered with a liquid. She was only about two years younger then me, but it still scared the living hell out of me. She then asked me once we had calmed down,
"What are you doing up so late?!"
"I was just getting a drink.. why?"
"Why are you recording?"
My phone was at an angle so she could see my phone, and I immediately fumbled with it to rotate it back towards me.
"Uh.. I'm not."
She didn't talk back, only stared at the door behind me.
"Uh.. are you okay?"
"Wh- what is that out the window.."
I whipped myself around, aiming my camera to capture whatever it was she was talking about. A split second passed when a white, vertical arc flew past the window, almost like something pushed a pole aside.
"What the hell.."
My sister then added onto the appearance saying,
"That looked like a dragon's wing.."
I stared back at her, dumbfounded. I immediately stopped the stream and blurted out,
"I think it's getting late how about we get back to bed.. huh?"
She slowly nodded, still taking in what we just witnessed. I walked back up the stairs with her, only for us to fork off back into our rooms. I laid back in my bed, only to be a hypocrite and get back on my phone. I viewed the footage to try and see it more clearly, and I saw it. I immediately took a screenshot, selected the pen tool, and circled it in whatever color was already selected, which was orange. I looked at it and zoomed in, and this was the picture:
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"I'm never getting milk at two o'clock in the morning again. Something else is definitely going on.. and it's not right.."
