Fawn's POV

Just stepped into a new place, right? Nothing could possibly be wrong, and I'm sure imminent death wasn't on the top of the list. 

Obviously, the first thing I noticed as I entered this new dimension was a car barreling right towards me.

"Gah, a car!" I shouted and bolted across the road, with Cosmelia and David behind of me.

"Oi, watch where you're going kid!" an angry and flustered cab driver shouted at us, waving their fist out the side of the window.

"Watch where you're going punk!" David retorted back, glaring at the taxi driver as he cursed at the trio of kids he saw.

"WHOA, WHAT THE-" Angel roared as he stumbled out of the portal, his wings getting trampled by the cars rolling by on the street. "OWW, OWW, OWW!"

"Shrink the dragon, shrink the dragon!" I shouted as Angel fell flat on a car, nearly crushing the driver and the family inside.

"On it!" Cosmelia shouted and grabbed Angel by his spines, smashing the potion down on him. Angel let out a yelp of surprise as he promptly shrunk to the size of a flowerpot and flopped onto Cosmelia's shoulder.

"Let's go!" I shouted as I darted to a cluster of shops, and everybody clambered after me.

"Erm...where are we?" Cosmelia asked, gripping Angel tightly as he rubbed his injured wings, a mangled mess of feathers.

"It seems that we are in...what, 7th Avenue and West 46th Street.." David said, glancing at the lights that flashed boldly in the street. "Or as the people here call it...Times Square."

"Look Mom, three strangely dressed kids!" a six-year old kid shouted as he pointed at me. "A Creeper Kid, Magic Woman, and Creeper...wait, can't say kid so, man? Creeper Man!"

"Creeper Man?" David grumbled, folding his arms across his chest. "Why Creeper Man..what's wrong with kid?"

"Because he called me the Creeper Kid." I said, looking at David triumphantly.

"And I'm Magic Woman." Cosmelia said, tugging her cloak and holding her staff. "That wasn't creative..but I'll manage."

"Oi, you three Cosmelia, David and Fawn?" A teenager asked, looking at the three of us curiously.

She wore a faded red hoodie with the words Aerpostale on the front of it. She fiddled with a phone as she snapped a picture of us, and then stuck it in her pocket quickly. She smiled as her eyes landed on me, and I felt a sense of discomfort as she spoke again.

"Alright, you three best be coming with me." the kid said. "Wait..make that four. Where's Angel?"

"I'm right here!" Angel shouted as he managed to climb onto the side of the girl's face, and she grinned as she held Angel in her hands. "Wait...what are you doing?"

"You look just as I envisioned you.." she murmured as she stroked Angel's spines, and Angel purred as he curled up in her palm.

"Umm..explanation please?" Cosmelia interrupted, and the girl shook her head.

"Oh, right." she said quickly, blushing. "The name's Emma."

"Well Emma, are you the one who wrote this vague note?" I asked, holding the note and Emma nodded.

"Yep, though I think it's best if we head back to my house." Emma said quickly. "You guys are starting to bring attention to yourselves."

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Location:...At Emma's house, what did you expect?

"Here we are!" Emma proclaimed as she unlocked the door to her house. "I'm so lucky my parents aren't here right now."

"Cozy.."Cosmelia muttered as she lounged on the couch. "Hey, how did you know our names?"

"Yeah..mind telling us the answer to that question?" David asked, pulling his sword out slowly.

"Hey, no need to unsheathe weapons!" Emma said nervously. "Look, give me a minute to contact a few friends, and then we'll talk, alright?"

"No, tell us now!" I said, standing up and walking toward Emma until I was only a few mere inches from her face.

She was definitely hiding something. How could I say that so confidently? Perhaps it was that she looked startled, nervous, and was that a trickle of sweat dripping from her forehead? Emma managed to stare me in the eye, and her brown eyes blinked every couple of seconds due to the fact that I was looking at her intensely.

"I said, tell us how you know our names.." I said slower and quitter, but my gaze didn't falter.

"Look, I'm going to contact a few..people and we'll talk." Emma said quickly and darted up the stairs and dashed into a room, slamming the door in the process.

"Ha, we'll see about that." David said, and snapped his fingers. "Wait, huh?"

I looked at David's confused face, then to Cosmelia's. Cosmelia shrugged and looked at me, equally confused.

"But I-That-Why can't I teleport!" David stammered, clenching and unclenching his fist. "I-It doesn't make sense!"

"That would be me.." Emma said, sitting on the top of the stairs with her hands on her lap as she kept fiddling with a pencil.

"You're just some..kid!" David muttered, glaring at Emma, who looked somewhat..smug? "You can't control my powers.."

"Actually, I can." Emma said, clambering down from the stairs as she glanced at me.

"What do you mean?" Cosmelia said, pointing her staff at Emma. The orb flashed brightly for a moment and then..dimmed? What was going on with everyone's powers and abilities?

Before Emma could interject, the doorbell rang.

Emma rubbed her palms together as she opened the door, greeting two people.

One of the people standing at the door was around eighteen, with fairly long, brown hair. Several freckles dotted her face, and was noticeably pale. She was wearing a black hoodie with cat ears, along with a pair of blue distressed jeans, and black sneakers. She pulled off her headphones, sticking them around her neck as she stepped inside the house.

The other person looked around, keeping their stare on David who shifted uncomfortably. He had bright green hair, and stuck his hands in his faded red hoodie, wearing blue jeans along with sneakers.

"So...what is it exactly?" the girl asked, looking at Cosmelia carefully. "Wait a minute..Would that be..Cosmelia?"

"SO...does everyone know our name?" Cosmelia asked, eyeing the girl suspiciously.

"Ah, allow me to introduce my friends." Emma said, gesturing to the girl first, and then the boy. "This would be LovesitGirl, and CallMeZeus...as for me, technically I'm alma115."

"That sounds..vaguely similar?" I said slowly, looking at Emma curiously. "So, mind telling us who you guys really are?"

It was quiet for a second before CallMeZeus spoke.

"Well, we're your Creators?"

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I'm...not sure if that was good or bad?

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