**The Fourth Wall stands silently in the distance. A pristine sheen of white…something...that blocks off the story lines from behind it. On this opposite side, the Author works diligently on the next chapter to another story at a basic computer. Finding a bit of writer's block, there is a pause. With a sigh, the Author clenches the hair on the sides of their head in frustration.**

The hell! A sequel. Why the hell did I put in that frigging egg?! Ugh. Although, the idea of a kid Agatha is appealing. I have a lot of different options here. And now people are asking about Mass Effect. I never played Mass Effect! Maybe I can do StarCraft…

**The Author didn't notice the small cracks starting to appear in the Wall. Only when a heavy drilling noise began to occur did the Author glance over with a look of dumb-founded silence. Then the Wall broke open to reveal Alex Mercer with a jackhammer.**

Ah…you shouldn't be here. Now I have to fix that Wall.

"Who are you?" Alex asked and tossed the construction tool aside. "I just saw a wall and wanted to break it down. It's a form of exploration. What place is this? It looks boring."

Great. You broke the Fourth Wall. Ugh…

"I broke the what?!" he blinked.

**The Author waves him over to look at the main computer screen and points out various things.**

"Holy shit! So…you wrote out…and people are probably reading this…?"

Yep!

"So…you had me meet Agatha…?"

You could say that. I thought up the idea and wrote it.

"Do people like this?" he asked.

**Gestures to another part of the screen that shows reviews.**

"Okay, so they do. Can I say something?" he asked. Grinning at the confirmation, he now addresses whoever is out there that's reading. "Thanks for reading up on what was done for me. It's appreciated. For those of you that didn't like it, I don't care. For those of you that did, awesome! Now I saw that options for a sequel were in motion. Right?"

Yes. They want to see what would happen if I sort of 'introduced' you to a new story arc. I've been meaning to play Mass Effect, but life happens and whatever. I'm more familiar with StarCraft, as I play that game series quite a bit. Your game is called Prototype. You are a fictional character, but much appreciated by all. There are other options that may be available to Agatha, but I wasn't sure what to do about it just yet.

"If I'm this popular, did I have another game made of me?"

You did, but I never touched it. I didn't like how you were portrayed and ignored it. So, I have no idea how that game played out.

"Is that so? How was I portrayed in it?"

You were definitely the villain, but the-

"You had me at villain. We may have to revisit this in the future. So we're done talking about that for now."

Okay. But, you can see my issue.

"Uh huh," he seemed to mull things over. "What options with Agatha?"

That she has a clone in the form of a young girl. It was suggested.

"Uh…" he seemed to twitch at that. "Fuck no."

Not your decision if I do use this idea. Should we get another opinion?

"Like who's?" he asked.

**A mist appears from the breach in the Fourth Wall, and Agatha emerges from it in her resplendent toga of a gown.**

"Where…?" she blinked. Alex walked over to her and pulled her close.

"Good. You're real. At least…well…" he seemed to mutter. "Apparently, I broke the Fourth Wall by being overly curious."

"You did?" she asked. He was able to explain to her what happened. "Oh! So…now we are trying to decide on a continuation? I see. A child version of me sounds rather fun! It would definitely keep you on your toes! That StarCraft bit does have me curious, too…"

You could get along with Kerrigan, now that I think about it. She also controls an extensive hive mind of her own. Different species, of course. Want to look?

**The Author gestures to the computer screen. Before Agatha can take a closer look, Alex stops her to regard the Author.**

"What's your name? And…are you a guy or a girl? It's hard to tell. Your form is kinda…blurred out," Alex muttered.

Just call me 'Author'. And as for my gender…is that really important?

"Yes. It is. I want to know," he nodded.

Rethink what you want. That it's not important. Or I'll make you do things you wouldn't even want to happen in any storyline.

"Like what?" Alex smirked. Now Agatha was curious.

I will help Agatha answer a question. I will bring up your Prototype game and make a new profile. And I will ONLY have you consume women and keep count of how many times it happens. Unless a mission calls for a man to be consumed. But otherwise…only women.

"Can you?!" Agatha gasped with delight.

"Fuck no! Fine. It's not important!" he snapped and glared at his mate. "And you're still a bitch! Don't even think about it!"

**As this was going on, there is movement from the Fourth Wall once more. This time, it seems that Robin from Teen Titans manages to peek in out of curiosity. The Author looks over and groans with complete dismay.**

You. Robin. Go back to your storyline. There is no need for you to be here.

"You know who I am?" he blinked his white eyes from his black mask.

"Are you one of those LARP freaks?" Alex asked. "Go home, kid. It's past your bedtime."

"What?!" Robin gaped. "I'm a Teen Titan!"

"He looks like he's ready for Halloween! But, I don't have any candy. I'm sorry," Agatha frowned. At the look Robin gave her, she chuckled. "Ah! So, you're being honest. It's a uniform?"

"Yes, it is," Robin nodded. "I'm a hero!"

"Okay. Whatever. Get the fuck out of my story. Hey, Author! What do you plan to do about this? If he got here, then what are we supposed to do?" Alex asked.

Robin, I already updated your story. There is no need for you to be here. You can go.

"Oh. Um…can I get another update?" Robin asks with a small grin and a shrug. "And I'm not the only one. Quite a few others that I've never seen before are on their way here…"

I'll see about making a place later on for everyone to talk and whatnot. Right now, I have pressing issues with Alex Mercer and Agatha. We'll talk later with better introductions.

"I can do that," Robin nodded and headed back to the Fourth Wall breach. "But…another update? Maybe soon?"

"You'll have to wait your turn," Tyrael grounded out and hauled him back into the Wall. "It's my story's turn to get an update!"

"Looks like I opened one giant can of worms. And I'm not closing it," Alex grinned.

I figured as much. Anyways, a sequel. To your now finished story. What do you think?

"I like the StarCraft idea. Just me. One mega bitch meeting another mega bitch. And don't look at me like that, Agatha! You know it! Anyways, let's let the ever-loyal fans decide. A vote. Mass Effect…which this Author knows nothing about. Or StarCraft. Or something else. How do they contact you to give you their opinions?" Alex asked.

They can message me in a private message, or reply to this in a review form. And, yes, I may have to see about setting up a place for you all to gather during the down time. It can't be helped. You did break down my Fourth Wall, after all.

"Can others from other stories walk into this…room?" Agatha asked. "From stories you didn't do? Would that be possible?"

It may be possible. But only after I gain clearance and judge them worthy. And if whoever did 'make' them agrees to small cameo appearances. Not a true story, but just a way for everyone to unwind. As it stands, this story is now complete! Thank you all for reading! Alex and Agatha, feel free to take a bow and please go back through the Fourth Wall.

"Can we answer questions for the fans?" Alex asked. He definitely ignored the bit about leaving.

If they have possible questions in review form. Maybe.

"Will you make appearances, Author?" Agatha smiled.

I may have to if things get out of hand. No choice in that. But, that's how it stands right now.

"I want to play bouncer," Alex grinned.

I don't know if that would work. We'll have to see.

"Oh, I am so excited!" Agatha giggled. "I'll get to make some friends! Oh! Author! If I meet someone and I'm in the sequel, can you let me talk to them over a phone or something?"

That…hmm. Well, I did have your kids playing Diablo 3 in the hotel room. Not sure if anyone caught that! But, I can see about small phone calls with a few name drops from other stories. Maybe.

"They were playing my game?!" Tyrael asked from the Wall.

"Shut up! Your time here is over! Go have a pizza or something!" Alex growled. "And I don't think you're Diablo. Anyways, okay. We'll see what the fans say. We'll go now."

**As Alex and Agatha finally retreat back through the Fourth Wall, the Author could only shake a head at what happened. It was bound to happen at some point. Maybe it would give new ideas to future updates? The Author would have to see.**

Well…I guess I could make a break room for them. Possibly…

**The Author mused at this and began to type again at the computer to see what could be created.**

**THANK YOU ALL FOR READING! VOTE AND HELP ME OUT ON A SEQUEL! CHECK OUT THE BREAK ROOM WHEN/IF IT COMES UP!**