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Tokohama City, Ichi-San-Ken.
After a late night of partying, a group of teenagers walked through the spectacular light show that was Ichi-San-Ken street. Pulsing neon lights glimmered overhead like starbursts as the group of twenty teens walked along the smooth concreted path towards the end of the road where a flight of two-thousand something steps were seen. Tokohama on a Friday night was lively. Draco-humans, werewolves, vampires, fae and all the rest of the creatures who lived peacefully in the ever-expanding metropolis were all having a good time with one another. Laughter and techno music filled the night air as fae danced around the streets, their iridescent ribbons gleaming in the neon light. A couple of the teens paused to watch the female faeries dance, entranced by their movements. It was around this time when one of the teens—a girl by the name of Megan Castillo—suddenly froze in shock. Electricity shuddered through her like lightning bolts.
She knew what this meant.
And it meant something bad.
Fumbling for her smartphone, she managed (by some godforsaken miracle) not to drop the phone. Considering how utterly clumsy she was, this was a record of how many days she had not been clumsy and/or stupid. Taking several deep breaths to try and keep her breathing even, she unlocked the phone, went to Contacts and called her sister, Camille. Pressing her phone to her left ear, she waited with bated breath, assuming that her elder sister would be unavailable. She prayed that her sister would be unavailable because that meant that everything was fine.
Unfortunately, her sister answered on the first ring.
“You felt it, didn’t you?” was the greeting that she got from her older sister.
“Yes... What the hell does that mean?!” Megan demanded as she began to hurry to the steps without saying goodbye to her friends.
“It means that we’ll be having visitors for an indefinite amount of time, little sister. And some of them might be the characters that you love.” Camille said with a mysterious tone in her sultry voice. At the word ‘characters’, Megan’s heart rate sped up as she began climbing the stairs, her subconscious whispering the names of the boys that she loved with all her heart. Prompto Argentum, Killua Zoldyck, Toshiro Hitsugaya, Ciel Phantomhive, Akira Kurusu, Damian Wayne, Kurt Wagner, Scarlet Grimm, Peter Pan, Nico di Angelo, Takumi Aldini, Izaya Orihara, Ieyasu Tokogawa, Lance McClain, Kenny McCormick, Michelangelo Hamato, Kanato Sakamaki, Katsuki Bakugo, James Carstairs, Karma Akabane, Senri Ichinose, Jacob Black, Asriel Dreemurr, Draco Malfoy, Dorian Havilliard, Zack Martin, Lanny Parker, Jughead Jones, Kukai Souma, Jake Portman, Ender Wiggin, Artemis Fowl, Rafal... She recited, their faces flashing before her eyes as she ascended further and further upwards.
The stairs led to the main headquarters of the Organisation, a group dedicated to patrolling and maintaining the balance of the multiverse. Its heads, Angelo and Marie Castillo, had the ability to traverse through the multiverse at any given moment in time. Because of DNA, their children also had this rather unique ability. Which meant that Megan was one of their children. Ever since the age of twelve, she, along with her other siblings, had visited the multiverse for training and to ‘observe’ the characters they had grown to love. Of course, this led to her siblings—Dante and Camille—to rebel against the Dimension Traveller’s Guidebook because they were simply tired of merely 'observing' the characters and wanted to interact with them.
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