Hey, everyone! It's me, Otto-Chan (As my friends have nicknamed me)! So, I got inspired by TONS of other HetaOni Fanfics, YouTube videos, and the game itself, so I'm writing a story of my own!

Characters:

Mariotte (Me), Aja Herring, Xenzik, Germany, Italy, Japan, Prussia, America, England, France, Russia, China, Canada, and LOTS of others. . .

Summary: Mariotte and her friends are hanging out in her room one day when they decide o have some fun. They want to write a fanfiction about HetaOni, and get onto their account, only to find that someone else has hacked into it! An investigation leads them to the world of HetaOni itself! Follow Mariotte, Aja, and Xenzik in this grand adventure of humor, angst, tragedy, romance, and pure epicness! . . . Actually, there's a lot of crap going on. . .

Also, rated T for language, violence, and possible fluff!

Anyway, Enjoy!

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"I'm so freaking bored, Mari!" Aja's voice sounded as she'd stated. Xenzik smacked Aja on the side of the head. "Quiet, Aja!" She snapped, her bright eyes flashing. Aja scowled at her. I frowned at my friends, leaning back in the computer chair. The two girls were arguing on my bed, flashing insults and profanities at each other.

"Knock it off, girls…" I told them, just about as bored as Aja was. I looked at the two of them carefully. Aja was a 15 year old like myself, while Xenzik was 18. Xenzik had long, curly brown hair and deep green eyes. Her skin was lightly tanned, and she was normally the most level-headed out of the three of us. Aja was almost exactly the opposite, with shorter, blonde-bleached hair that stayed relatively straight down to her shoulders, and icy grey eyes.

I myself probably looked the strangest. Skin impossibly pale, flashing amber eyes, short black hair that stayed straight for the most part, then hooked underneath my chin, and was a touch longer on the right side, covering one eye. Yeah, I looked weird to say the least.

Now, the three of us were sitting there, getting over some major sugar highs. "You're such a little piece o-!" Xenzik had started when I got an idea. "Hey, guys!" I yelled and leaped onto the bed next to them. There was a sickening crack from one of the support beams, but I was feeling randomly awesome, and didn't pay it much thought.

Xenzik and Aja looked at me in surprise. Not surprise that I was sugary and bouncy, but that it took me less than half a second to get all the way across the room. "Uh, yeah?" Xenzik asked. "We should write a HetaOni Fanfiction!" The other two girls' faces lit up. "Hell yeah!" They both screamed. I vaguely remembered the storyline for HetaOni, but I knew enough to make up a story at least.

The girls and I ran over to the computer and I logged on. I have always been a gamer, and my sisters always said that I was more machine than person, the way I always had some electronic device in my hand. Even now it took me almost no time to get onto the Fanfiction site and log into my account. I was grinning at my own speed when something caught my hawk-eyes and I stopped, frowning.

"What's the matter, Mari?" Xenzik asked. I scrolled through my profile. Nothing. I looked at my avatar photo. The same as I'd left it. I looked through everything with x-ray eyes until I came to my inbox for Private Messaging.

One new message. Xenzik and Aja both asked what the problem was in perfect synchrony. I pointed at the message.

"From: Oni." I read aloud. "I see you children want to right about the tragedy of HetaOni. Personally, I'd love to help with this." There was something about the message that made all three of us shiver. "If you want to know more about HetaOni that no one else can tell you, click on my avatar photo. I am personally inviting you over to the House of HetaOni." I shifted the mouse towards the photo. It was impossible to describe.

It was a picture of Italy crying blood outside of the house of HetaOni. A grotesque alien thing stood behind him. I didn't like the picture. I turned to look at my friends. They both looked about as pale as I normally do. "What do we do?" I asked. The color flushed back into Aja's face. "I say we click the photo!" She said, grabbing the mouse.

"Hold on!" I yelled and slapped her hand away. "We should grab our stuff." Xenzik looked at me like I was insane. "Wh-why?"

"Because of the last line." I said, reaching to grab a messenger bag that I loved. "You actually believe that?" Aja looked at me in near equal confusion. "No," I told her "But what about all of those Fanfictions and stories where people get trapped in places they've only seen in nightmares? This would be a thousand times worse!"

I shoved a change of clothes in my bag along with my 3DS, my IPod, and my phone. I changed out of my pajamas into a black tank top, tan cargo pants and combat boots. I tucked my shorthair under my favorite black baseball cap and pulled on my black fingerless gloves, black jacket, and watch. I also pulled on my pair of black combat boots.

Aja and Xenzik made similar changes. Each of them packed extra clothing in their backpacks and changed their outfits. Aja changed into a white t-shirt with the union jack on it, with a similar black jacket, beige pants that went down only to the knees, and camouflage combat boots.

Xenzik pulled on a white tank top, dark blue skinny jeans, a black sweatshirt, and dark green combat boots. All three of us met back up in my room. "We should take weapons, right?" I asked. The other two nodded solemnly. "Alright, you two grab your stuff. I'm taking the sword that's hanging above my computer." I stood up on the computer chair and pulled down a model of the Master Sword from Zelda and examined it.

It was pretty flashy, and the sheath was covered in metallic purple and blue designs. I pulled the sword from its sheath and checked the blade. No nicks. No rust. Not even a speck of dust on the finely polished blade. I loved this sword. It was my prized possession, and I practiced with it often, so I could use it well. I hooked the sheath onto my belt and stuffed the sword back in as Xenzik came waltzing back with a small pocket knife.

"Where's Aja?" I asked. "She was heading towards the bathroom." She replied as a sharp squeak and the hissing of heavy water flow came from the mentioned room. Aja came running in, soaked with rusty water, a lead pipe in her hand. "God damn, you really love Russia, don't you?" I asked. Aja squealed her reply; "Da!" Forgetting her glee, the three of us grabbed our stuff and turned towards the computer.

I placed my hands on the mouse and the other two each placed a hand on top of mine. "We all ready?" I asked, pulling my pet rat out of its cage and holding her in my free hand. The other two nodded and I clicked on the avatar. "Then here we go." The room lit up in a burst of vibrant light and we felt everything around us dissolve. And that was all before the darkness took over.

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Wow, that was fun to write! I think I'm going to continue this story for a while. I like how this part ended up turning out. Well, Thanks for reading! Please review! Reviews are love! Also, next chapter we introduce Japan, Germany, Prussia, and Italy! Woohoo!

All the best,

~TheOttomanEmpire 3