Plot: Meg is sick and tired of being the butt of everyone's jokes and her family not caring for her, with the help of a dreamwalking ghost she gains powers she never dreamed of, but this power comes with temptation, and enemies, will Meg be able to survive? Well, with a little help from Danny Phantom she might
My first attempt at a family guy Fan fic, tell me what you think, but first: Disclaimers and all that crap.
Family guy is owned by: Seth MacFarlene
Idea is owned by: Hyperforcego over on Deviantart, I just got permission to turn it into a story
Meg walked down the street calmly.
It was strange, the town was burning, people were in pain, but she had never felt more at peace.
She slowed to a stop as she heard something, something that was out of place in a site of such destruction.
She looked around, it wasn't coming from anyplace in particular.
"Hello?" She called, looking around. "Is anyone there?"
The laughter slowly died down before someone stepped out of the shadows.
He was tall, that was the first thing she noticed. The second thing she saw was his eyes, a deep shade of orange. He had slicked black hair and wore a grey tunic.
"Yes, my name is Ayumu." He gave a deep bow, glancing up at her. "And I must say, I didn't expect to see anyone here, it isn't often you find someone alive at something like this."
Meg glanced around before giving a small shrug.
"I'm not really sure about it myself." She lifted up her glasses and rubbed her eyes. "I'm assuming that it has to do with the fact that I'm dreaming."
Ayumu stared at her at that, his eyes wide in shock.
"You're aware that you're dreaming?" He asked, taking several steps towards her, as if he had to make sure that she wasn't an illusion. Meg dismissed this, he was just another part of her dream, he was only doing what her subconscious wanted him to.
"Why wouldn't I be?" Meg shrugged. "This obviously isn't real." She motioned to the burning buildings around them.
Ayumu stared at her for a minute before smiling.
"Well, you're certainly different." He took his hand and pressed two fingers to her forehead. "And what name will I have the pleasure of calling you?"
Meg, ignoring the blush rising to her cheeks, smiled shyly.
"My name's Meg."
Ayumu smiled and opened his mouth to say something when the blaring of Meg's alarm clock cut him off.
Meg's eyes fluttered open, leaving her staring at the blank pink colour of her wall.
"Damn." She quietly cursed to herself, that had probably been one of the best, albeit a bit gruesome, dreams she'd had in a while.
Groaning to herself, she flipped over and hit the 'off' button on her alarm clock, a headache from the alarm already creeping into her brain.
Reaching down to the floor next to her bed, she groped around for a minute before catching hold of her glasses and putting them on.
Rubbing her temples, Meg got out of her bed and started walking out.
The second she reached the bottom of the stairs she felt a chill go down her spine.
Then… The fruit came.
Meg screamed in a combination of shock and pain as multiple fruits hit her at the same time.
"Dad!" She shouted angrily once the bombardment was over. "What the hell were you thinking? I could have been seriously hurt!"
Her dad sighed in disappointment.
Meg let out a frustrated half scream before storming back up the stairs to take a shower.
After stopping by her room to grab some clothes, Meg slipped off her sticky nightgown and looked herself over in the mirror.
Already, you could see bruises forming where the fruit had hit her.
She let out a sigh, why did her family hate her? She had no explanation for it.
Shaking her head, Meg blinked back tears and stepped into the shower.
What do you think? Feedback is greatly appreciated on how to make my story better.