"Sis? Sis! Where are you?!" went the calls of a familiar young boy's voice... or a woman doing a young boy's voice! Knowing the incredible legal hassles from hiring child actors, it was probably the second one. Michelle Ruff, you think her name is. You know, that woman who played Yukari from Persona 3 and is currently voicing Cream in So-GET BACK TO THE GODDAMN STORY!!

Anyways, the source of the cry came from a young blonde haired boy running toward the metal female colossus that has you in her/it's grasp. This kid had a big blue top hat, fancy young genius glasses like Harry Potter, a schoolboy un-Unfortunately, that's all you got to see before Nirvana cupped her claw-like hands together around you, blocking you completely from view as well as blocking all light from the outside world!

"HEY! WAIT!! LET ME OUT!!" you screamed to no avail as the gravity within the tight container between Nirvana's palms shifted. Sadly, this container was sound proof. Nirvana was not ready to show you to him. To her master/little brother, Carl Clover. The little squirt with a mentally crippling obsession with his deceased sister. You blame his upbringing, and knowing his parents, how could the poor kid NOT go crippling insane?!

You felt the world around moving forward on it's own and heard heavy clanking below. Nirvana must be walking toward Carl.

"Sis! Sis! Look what I found in one of the bedrooms!" said the energetic high-pitched Michelle Ruff-I mean Carl, "Look! I found this just beside the tv. This weird little device looks pretty powerful and full of energy. "
Out of curiosity and limited options, you listened in on the conversation.

"I bet if we tweak this little guy a bit," Carl assured, "we could probably give you that boost we need to take down the Bloodedge!" He's gonna use it power up his Nox? Can a casualty weapon work like that?! How the hell should I know?
"I wonder what it's supposed to do, though," wondered Carl, "it's not even plugged in and the power light's still blinking!"
"..."
"I know! I know! Dont worry, I'm not gonna mess with it," Carl somehow understood whatever Nirvana was saying, "I cant help but wonder what the buttons do... wait a sec... 'Property of Mordechai Incorporated'?"

"!!!" the name struck a chord in your mind so hard, it almost gave you a seizure! You recall a certain device in YOUR bedroom that had the phony insignia 'Property of Mordechai Incorporated' engraved on it!

"...No..." you tell yourself, "it's probably a silly coincidence. Relax."

"Whelp, I just about finished searching this place for clues," said Carl, "so far, I cant find anything. What about you, sis? You found something?" Did Nirvana find something? Besides a tiny talking human?
*Creeek...creeek...* You heard the sounds of metal grinding above you. If you had to make an educated guess, Nirvana was moving her head.

"You neither, huh? Bummer." What?! She didnt tell him about you?! Why not?!
"THAT'S NOT TRUE!!" you shouted out, "SHE FOUND ME!!! JOHN FOSTER!! A SHRUNKEN GUY FROM ANOTHER UNIVERSE!" Sadly, your shouts were absorbed by the sound-proof walls. Normally, you'd go ballistic, but since she treated you friendly-like earlier, maybe she has a good reason to keep you secret from her brother. She may be a big doll built to destroy, but if she wanted to kill you, why isnt she doing so?

"Oh well... at least this place has plenty of food," Carl commented, "You want to share some of these... uh... 'Frosted Mini-Wheats'?" Frosted Mini-Wheats? They exist in the Blazblue universe? Hey, even in fiction they still appreciate some good cereal, right?

"Jooohn! We're home!" you heard a voice call out in the distance, "C'mon and help me with the groceries!" Hm... that doesnt sound like a voice you remember in the video game.

"Oh crap!" blurted Carl, "there's still people living here?!" Wow! The squirt broke in to a house that's NOT abandoned?! Must suck to be him! Or rather, it must suck being the person owning the house.

"What in the... what the hell happened here?!" you heard the voice in the distance again, "this place is a mess! Who did this?!"

"Quick, sis! Let's hide in here!" the little brother suggested. You felt a quick shift of gravity then a sudden stop. You dont know where they hid.

"John? Are you still here?" you heard the voice getting closer as well as the sound of footprints getting closer.

"Shh!" shushed Carl.

"John! C'mon! This isnt funny! Youre gonna clean up that mess! I swear! ...John?" The voice had gotten closer and more familiar to you. If you didnt know any better, you'd think this unlucky woman who got her house broken into by Carl Clover is your mom! But that cant be! Youre not in your home universe anymore! Youre in the fictional one... inside a... videogame. It's not like Aaron's wacky device could bring fictional picture into YOUR universe! It only works one way, right?!

"J-John? W-w-where are you?" her voice started to get worried. And it should be. Her footsteps sounded pretty close.

"It looks like we have no choice," Carl whispered, "we have to take her out."
TAKE HER OUT?! AS IN KILL HER?!
"Because we broke into her house!" Carl answered Nirvana, "we're already in enough trouble!"
"..." Although you didnt know what Nirvana was saying, you had a feeling you werent gonna like it.
"But she might tell others about us!" the kid explained, "and the others'll tell the NOL... and then they'll have to separate us!" He's willing to kill an innocent woman just to keep from being distant with his 'sister'?! That, sadly enough, sounds like something Carl might do!
"We'll just make it quick and painless," Carl whispered, "I dont want her to suffer either."

Bell's o' Hell, Nirvana's hands were beginning to shift around. Was she actually gonna through with Carl's order?! Now youre starting to worry. Youre worrying even more than you feel you should. Why are you so worked up over that woman?! Sure, she sounds like your mom, but it obviously isnt! Still, poor woman.

Footsteps.

"She's getting closer..." the brat spoke, "you ready, sis? As soon as she opens the door..."

"Dont open the door!" you shouted in vain, "DONT OPEN THE DOOR!" This was like a horror flick. The token mother stepping into her house that got broken in by a crazy homicidal kid and his creepy puppet sister. As if the suspense wasnt suspenseful enough, the mother sounds an awful lot like yours and conveniently enough has a son named John too!

You didnt wanna piece it together. You just wanted to leave it to pure coincidence. But what if Aaron's weird device IS capable of bringing fake characters into the real world and not only vice versa?! Then you just might have a very very VERY hard time explaining this to Amy and Becky... provided Carl doesnt get to them first! And you'd be completely powerless to stop him.

You swallowed hard and waited for the footsteps to pass. 'Please dont open the door,' you think to yourself, 'PLEASE dont open the door!'