Frankie Stein stepped onto the stage in front of a projection screen. Behind her was a giant frozen image of her in Neighthan’s arms with Avia, Bonita, and Sirena flying around them.

“Okay, okay, I know what you’re thinking,” Frankie said to the assembled students. “Who’s the voltageously cute zombie-unicorn guy and could he be any more adorbs?” She paused. “That or you’re wondering about the big scary monster that was chasing us. Either way, I’ll bet I’ve sparked your attention.”

Frankie snapped her fingers and a crew of ghouls and Fusions joined her on the stage. “This is a story about family,” Frankie explained. “There are lots of different types of families. And they can sometimes be found in some pretty unexpected places.”

Frankie snapped her fingers again and the picture on the screen changed. Avia, Bonita, Sirena, and Neighthan were all posing for a photo on the front lawn in front of Monster High. Unlike all the monsters and ghouls, they were each a combination of two different kinds of creatures. They were Fusions: freaky Fusions.

“But hey, I’m getting ahead of myself,” said Frankie to the school. “Let’s tell this story from the beginning.” She snapped her fingers, but nothing happened.

“Ahem,” coughed Frankie. “That would be the cue for the opening titles…”

She snapped one more time and her film began to roll. “It all started on the two hundredth anniversary of the opening of Monster High—the bite-centennial celebration. It was a really big deal…”