A/N: This is important! You may be looking at this and thinking, 'Hey, this has changed!' You are right! I have begun the extremely long process of revising my story (while posted two-ish years ago, this story is about four years old). While I will still be updating (and revising those too before they go up), I will be changing the chapters as I fix them. The plot hasn't changed at all, it's just the style. Some dialogue may be different, and the timing is a little different now too. The character's appearance and abilities have changed slightly, to make them less of Mary-Sues. Go me!

REVISED CHAPTER - If it does not have this in the author's note, then it is OLD. I will post something different in the author's note when you have reached the chapters that have already been revised but never posted.

Anyways, I'd like to thank you readers for taking your time and reading this. And being patient. This story is typically updated biweekly on Wednesdays and Saturdays. Drop a review if you can, they boost my ego. XD

Last thought, I mean it: This story, while having some serious moments, has some humor in it. It was originally a crack fic making fun of Mary-Sues, but things didn't quite work out that way (not saying it lost all its humor, but don't expect continous laughs). I encourage you to still give it a chance - what's the worst thing that could happen? lol.

Disclaimer/Claimer: I do not own Naruto. I do, however, own the characters Mirani and Ilki, as they have previously been copyrighted to me by a friend who borrowed them for her privately published book. So yay, I own something!

"Ich bin tot! Ich bin tot! Ich bi-"

"Becca, I'm pretty sure she's not paying attention."

Glancing up from her work, the blond authoress scowled at her two friends. A half-eaten lunch was next to her notebook, which she was scribbling furiously in. Across the table sat her best friend, and her German class buddy, who had been trying to get her attention for the past ten minutes. But whenever the plot bunnies visited her, she tended to ignore her surroundings.

"She lives!" Her friend, Sam, accompanied her words with a mock-gasp of horror.

The authoress chucked a spoonful of mashed potatoes at her, which got her a scowl from one of the lunch monitors. She smiled sheepishly at him, her old English teacher, who shook his head in a don't-do-it-again fashion before moving on.

"So what's it about this time?" Sam asked, trying to take the notebook from her.

"Well, it's a Naruto fan fic," she answered, grabbing her notebook and placing it on her lap, away from her friend. "You and I fall into the world, are super leet, then die."

"Why do you always kill us off, Karolina?" Her friend banged her head on the table in an over-dramatic fashion. "It's like you have a death wish for us."

"I do," Karolina deadpanned, before putting her notebook back in her backpack. "See, I'm like that chick in that movie, Stranger than Fiction or whatever. Make the lives awesome, then kill them off."

"My sadistic friends..." Sam rolled her eyes, then gave Becca a one-armed hugged. " 'Cept you, Becca. You're like, the nicest person I know." She turned back to her best friend and cocked her head to the side. "So what happens in this one?"

"Well, for starters, I gave you an unrealistic Japanese name." She sighed. "But you're based off of one of my super ancient characters, so we'll just play along with the 'unique' name of yours."

"Think about it, though. I mean, they put someone with the name 'Killer Bee' in the story. The letter 'L' must not be that bad, then."

"Touché."

"I wanna be in it!" Becca said, looking up from her drawing she had just started.

"Maybe in another one," the authoress replied, glancing at her backpack. "I've already got a pretty solid outline for the story right now."

"So wait, we fall into the world...are we aware of what happened?" Sam asked, snagging a cookie out of Karolina's lunch box.

"We're not supposed to be." The blond scowled at her friend. "And that was my last cookie." When Sam merely waved it off and then gestured for her to continue, she sighed. "In the story, we're supposed to be from the Naruto world. Somehow we've fallen into what I like to call a parallel Earth, where Naruto hasn't been created. So we're not supposed to have knowledge of anything. We fall back in, and try to figure out what happened."

"...insert the crickets. That made no sense."

"You're just stupid, dear. It'll make sense when I start writing it out and letting you read it."

They spent the rest of their lunch period idly chatting away, the subjects ranging from homework to the latest episode of Doctor Who. Even the rest of the day went by relatively smoothly, all things considered – it was high school, after all.

Later that night, around three o'clock in the morning, the authoress was still up and furiously typing away on her laptop. She was not an insomniac, but her active mind never let her rest when a story was in it. And when she was awake, she kept her best friend awake too with her constant texts. Her story, at least the outline, had been typed up earlier in the evening. A few tweaks here, a few tweaks there, and she had gotten it down. She was still working on the first few chapters though, and she was quite thankful for her fast typing skills.

Sam had finally gotten around to just calling her, since she was getting annoyed with the constant buzzing sound her phone made when she received a new text. While holding a phone would have severely hindered Karolina's typing abilities, speakerphone did not. Her phone sat next to her laptop, and her cat next to it, batting away at the contraption that could make noise.

"Can I go to bed yet?" Sam asked for the twenty-third time.

"Nope." The authoress shook her head, even though her friend could not see her. "I want to get these chapters done."

"The day you actually finish a story, the universe will collapse."

"No dear, that only happens when you meet your clone. Then a rift will appear and suck us all into oblivion while destroying the world."

"...you stole that from our dear friend Osika."

"Yes, yes I did." Karolina bit her lip as she reread her last paragraph. "Gah, I can't get this to sound right."

"Use that thesaurus you love so much."

"Nah." She hit several keys, and her computer made several beeping noises as warning boxes pulled up.

"...tell me that sound was not you deleting those chapters."

"Okay, that sound was not me deleting those chapters."

"Phew."

"I lied."

The authoress had to then endure several minutes of Sam's rather explicit vocabulary, all the while studying her outline once again. It sounded all right to her, but it was not that perfection she loved – and would stop at nothing to get.

"My Karolina-is-gonna-keep-me-up-all-night senses are tingling," Sam deadpanned, and the authoress could practically feel her glaring at her phone.

She did not answer, instead glancing at her suddenly quiet cat. The cat, however, was missing; as was, she realized with a start, half of her room. Indeed, part of her room was now just a black void. 'My room is dark,' she thought, 'but not this dark.'

"Hey...dearie...did you meet your clone?" she asked as she studied the growing blackness.

"No, why?"

"Because there's a black void of doom in my room."

Sam sighed. "You're hallucinating. You must need sleep."

"If you say so..."

The void began to tug at her, but the sensation seemed off to her. It was as if the tugging was in her mind, in the dark – and probably dusty – corners she never went to. While the tugging seemed odd to her, the void was literally tugging at the laptop in front of her. Within moments, it had tugged it enough so that it disappeared in the void.

"Houston...we may have a problem..."

There was a blinding flash of light, and then she fell unconscious.

A/N: Like? Hate? Send me a review either way. Please! :)

"Ich bin tot" means "I am dead" in German. My friend Becca has literally run around screaming that before, and it is quite hilarious. I thought I'd share it with the rest of you. XD