Prologue:

Amanda and Sarah were by far not normal people.

In a crowd, you would know no different. They look like normal people, dress like normal people, and talk like normal people.

Yet, they were different. Between the two of them, there lay a key. A puzzle of sorts, one that could shatter the universe or maintain it's peace. Together, they were the Gatekeepers.

Protectors of the Fourth Wall. The realm beyond physical realms, the realm that intertwines all thoughts and feelings into beings, characters we see on screen. Whether it be on the computer, the television, or our iPod. The ones we can look at, but never touch. The ones that some spend countless hours dreaming about, fangirling about, and reading fanfics about.

These were the ones that these two girls were sworn to protect, at the cost of their very life if necessary.

"Sarah," Amanda snapped her friend out of her daydream by very violently shaking her. "Focus here."

The other girl grinned sheepishly. "Sorry, sorry." She struggled to reorganize her thoughts into something coherent. "What are we doing, again?"

Cue a loud sigh. "Math, Sarah. Math."

Sarah let out a loud groan, as if you had just informed her that she would have to endure Chinese water torture for the next hundred years of her life. "I don't get it, when am I ever going to need to know what the circumference of a circle is?"

Amanda scoffed at her childish behavior, but forced a smile nonetheless. "Well, it's good to know. In case you ever want to be an engineer or something, I don't know." She suggested with a noncommittal shrug. "Anyway," She turned to give Sarah a more pointed look, "The reason I'm even here to begin with is because you need help. I'm giving of my time, energy, and effort, when I could be doing something else," Amanda ranted, gesturing dramatically as she did, "Something like, I don't know, my own homework. But instead, I have so considerately decided to help you."

Sarah stared at her blankly. "I have a strange feeling you're trying to imply something." She narrowed her eyes, "I just can't put my finger on it."

Amanda rolled her eyes at her friend's dry sense of humor. It made her laugh usually, but she was starting to get frustrated with her easily distracted attitude. "Ha, ha." She commented dryly, "Now solve this problem."

Another loud groan of pain.

"Remind me never to help you with math,ever again." Amanda shook her head in a disappointed way, only being partially serious about her statement. After about an hour of trying to be 'the mature one' she had finally given into her giggles, and they had accomplished only the bare minimum of what she had hoped to do.

Sarah stuck her tongue out playfully. "Yeah, yeah." She laughed, not sure what else to do. "Mm, I really do appreciate the help though, even if in the end, we barely got past the starting point." She grinned sheepishly, knowing she was primarily to blame for goofing off so badly.

Amanda smiled, "It's okay. Anyway, parents in the driveway. GEE TOO GEE!" She pronounced the text slang 'g2g' out loud, giving Sarah a quick hug before running outside in the rain to the safety of her car.

"Amanda, wait!"

She stopped half-way there, a loud crack of thunder just going off overhead and making her wince. "What?" She loved thunderstorms, but she felt nervous being outside in one.

Sarah ran out, sandals on with an umbrella in hand. "Here, your homework." She said, shielding them both from the rain with the umbrella.

"Oh, thanks." She moved to grab it, but as she did, a bright flash of light seemed to surround her, blinding her vision. It was very quickly followed by a loud crash of thunder.

Next thing she knew, she was on the ground, tingling all over, barely able to feel the rain pouring down on her. The tips of her fingers were numb, and she felt a strange heat coursing through her veins.

"AMANDA! SARAH!" She vaguely heard their parents scream, but she could only think how nice the cool rain felt as it dripped on her face.

"Woah, woah, I think she's waking up." An obnoxious voice rang into her ringing ears.

"America, prease, don't get so crose." A timid, uncomfortable-sounding voice spoke next. "We do not want her to be alarmed."

"Not like that last girl, aru." So many accents, but she knew this one was Eastern, as well. Perhaps Chinese?

"Back off, you blimey git." This voice was from an Englishman, sounding irritated.

When would she be able to open her eyes? They felt so heavy. Like someone laid a couple of bricks on her face.

"Russia, wh-what are you doing?" The Englishman's voice changed drastically, this time it sounded frightened and nervous.

"I just thought it would help, da." An innocent, childish voice came from right above her, giggling a little bit.

"I-I don't think that's going to help… at all." The British man stated, though obviously reluctant to do anything about it.

"Dude, what are you doing? Get that off of her!" The obnoxious voice came back, and seconds later, the pressure she felt on her eyelids were removed.

Within a few moments, she opened her eyes. Everything shone brightly, like she was seeing everything for the first time, but it quickly settled down. Only to reveal several handsome men standing in a room, staring at her. One was holding a couple of bricks.

Naturally, she screamed.

A/N - Okay, this is such a fanfic, I don't even know where to begin. I don't expect anyone to read this. Humor me if you do.

Yes, Russia put bricks on her face. Why? Because he thought it would help.