A/N: Finally! I have an Animaniacs fanfiction I have been dying to make! Enjoy it!


It was a mildly warm and quiet evening in Reno, Nevada. But one apartment was not very quiet. And that was the home of 11-year-old Ashley Jones.

Ashley was one of the smartest kids out of her fellow 6th grade classmates at Vaughn Middle School(Not important to the story but it gives you and idea.), and her mother had gone on a trip to see her family while they were going to China. She was still gone after around a month. This left Ashley and her sister Kari with their father, but he was abusive. And one, night, she had had enough. And it started, like usual, with one of her fathers outbursts.

"ASHLEY JEAN! GET OUT HERE NOW!" Ashley could hear her father screaming from her quiet bedroom, which she had called her "Hobbit Hole" on the other side of the small apartment. *Another freak-out. Great.* She thought sarcastically. As she predicted, her father was pounding on the ground in the living room, screaming nonsense. Her sister was in his chair, watching with a look of horror and confusion. Then again, she was only 4 months old. She grabbed her sister and stared at her father in anger. She had finally had enough of her father.

"WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR STUPID LITTLE OUTBURSTS ANYMORE! YOU ALWAYS MAKE ME DO ALL THE WORK! YOU MAKE ME DO THE BABY THINGS! YOU NEVER LET ME GET MY SCHOOLWORK DONE OR LET ME GET ANY OF THE DAY-TO-DAY CHORES DONE! I HAVE HAD ENOUGH!" She screamed so loudly, she probably had been heard by the entire property. Her father was backed up against the sliding door that lead to the patio, speechless. He had always known his eldest daughter as a quiet, meek, and independent child.

"Now get out of my sight or I will lock you in your room and throw away the key, Travis." Ashley said, calmly, but still angrily. Her father said nothing and ran for the dining room/lounge. Ashley set her sister in her crib and closed the door. She stared at the black outfit sitting on her dresser and got an idea. "Say goodbye, Travis Ross Jones." She said, an evil grin creeping onto her face.

Later…

Ashley crept through the halls of the apartment and shut the door of her father's bedroom. She quickly grabbed a peanut butter cracker pack and stuffed it in her bag. She then unlocked the door so quietly, she could barely hear it. Opening the door with difficulty, she stepped into the crisp spring air. Quietly, she shut the door and locked it the way she had planned to. Hearing footsteps coming from either her own house or next door, she ran downstairs and off the property. She ran for hours, eventually stopping to catch her breath in an alley. She looked and saw a ray or something on the ground. She looked at it for a second and it suddenly started to glow. The last thing she saw was her falling into what she thought was a hole before her eyes rolled back and she passed out.

Meanwhile…

Travis had not heard anything from his eldest daughter since their confrontation the previous evening. So he decided to go into her bedroom. However, she was gone and he couldn't find her on his phone. He ran out and found a ray at his door. "Tried to escape eh?" He asked the object before zapping himself with it.

Meanwhile 2.0...

The room and dimly lit as a lavender-haired man and a small mouse. The mouse was in a cage and looked upset. "YES! I have gotten rid of that imbecilic mouse!" The man exclaimed. The mouse, who was named Brain, looked up in horror. "Mess with Pinky you will pay!" He yelled. "Oh don't worry, he'll be fine. When he is my servant!" Alva said. Brain looked as Alva worked on his computer.

"Pinky, please be safe. Wherever you are." Brain said to himself, wishing Pinky was with him trying to drive him nuts.

Authors note: uh oh! This can't be good for Ashley! Will he find her? Find out in chapter 2! What is my deal with the "They will be my servant!" twist? Anyways, hope you enjoyed chapter 1! Peace ya'll!