a prophecy had been told. if the 6 elements of insanity had been caught, something wonderful would happen.

the first 2 elements: kindness and madness- the dough boys.

the third: loneliness- spooky

the fourth: doubt-sickness

the fifth: longing - burger boy

and finally, the fifth: fight- shmee.

these were creatures from beyond anything we could imagine. in insanity, these were the emotions. you thought yourself to be sane when nothing else is. you would think you were kind. but in reality, you would be mad. or in other words, crazy. you would be lonely, only having childhood memories in things like toys to keep you company, distracting you from loneliness. you would somethimes doubt your sanity or insanity, and others around. and you would fight for happiness, or blind yourself with the good things in life, yet still taking notice of the terrifying ones just as much. you would want someone besides you. and that is JUST how johnny.c was feeling.

it was said that these creatures were sent to twisted creatures in a planet of war and greed, and that they were sent there for the better or worse.

it would be a tough fight, but all they knew was that life was everything. and nothing was nothing.

on earth

its been adges since johnny came back from the dead. ages since he met satan. ages since he was insane.

you heard me right.

johnny isnt so homididal now. well...besides killing jimmy. now, johnny is normal.

and he hates it.

he sat upon his sofa and raised his hands to masage his temples, clearly in deep thought. he watched the snow outside swirl around in crazy patterns against the wind. it seemed cold. he would have to remember that, incase he had any crazy ideas. but who was he fooling? he knew he wasn't his old self.

johnny pov

its so boring bieng normal. no voices. no creatures. nothing. just plain old johnny. unfortunately, devi STILL doesent belive me. i do miss her, but i guess i dont love her anymore. well, at least not in that way. i suppose i still love her as a friend. oh god, life is really boring. if devi were here, we would probably be drinking a freezie and talking about books.

when was the last time I read a book? I think a few months now...

is there NOTHING to do? you know what?! I MISS bieng crazy! i wish i still was...but how does one become insane?...oh, its no use! i cant live like this! i cant even die!

normal pov

johnny sat miserably on his chair when an idea popped on his head. he got up and walked towards a door. he pushed it open. the wooden stairs were old and creaky. paint and plaster on the walls were pealing off. none the less, johnny raised one boot and placed it on the step. it gave out a crunching noise. nny bit his lip nervously before placing another boot on the next step. This went on for a while as he slowly walked down the stairs.

"HOW LONG WAS I SANE?!" johnny yelled to himself." THESE STAIRS ARE PRACTACLY AHUNDRED YEARS OLD!"

finally, he reached the bottom. he wiped sweat from his brow before looking at another door. nny pushed this door open as well, walking into a room. the walls were white, with the exception of one blood covered wall. tools were laying on an old wooden table, which was near a gigantic torturing device. it sent shivers down his spine, reminding him of his loneliness and misery. was he sure he wanted to see this or to become insane? no. but was he ready to face his fears? yes.

he looked around, suddenly craving a human body to hurt. ignoring this feeling, johnny continued inspecting his surroundings. fealing a sense of nostalgia pass him, he sighed. gingerly picking up one of his knifes. he put it down again.

normal pov (devi's house)

"COME ON! WHY DONT YOU LIKE GOING OUTSIDE?!"

"i told you before, tenna, its beacuse someone is stalking me."

"you meen your ex? who cares! "

"if only you knew what happened-"

"THEN TELL ME!" tenna shouted at devi.

Devi .D is a respected citizen in today's world. today, her wacky and crazy BFF was visiting her and harassing her with questions. and, of coarse, the harasser was in fact Tenna.- and her squeaky toy spooky.

now, Our poor Devi D had no other choice but to answer her friends' question.

"he...tried to... kill me..." Devi said, biting her lip.

now, devi knew tenna was crazy AND over-protective when it came to friends. in her head, devi actually felt A LITTLE bit sorry for johnny if tenna was going after him. devi turned back to tenna and jumped in suprise.

tenna's face was scrunched up and her fists were clenched, almost suffocating her little squeeky toy . it was clear she was trying to control her anger.

with the same expression on her face, tenna marched out of devi's apartment and slamed the door close.

"wow...i should have done this a long time ago." devi told herself in suprise.

suddenly, devi remembered there was a blizzard outside. but she was too late. tenna had already gone.

suddenly she felt worried. what if tenna got lost in the blizzard? what if nny killed her?

no. this is tenna we're talking about. she's too crazy to die. she's so hyper that she could run faster than a chaeta. devi got up and walked into another room in her apartment. there was her canvas and tools set up. on the left, there was a cage.

with a little doll inside.

"how we doing today?" devi asked the doll.

the doll turned to her and scowled. "I WILL get out. ...one day." said the doll.

"if you do, I can take you." devi told her before walking out.

now, the little doll isn't what you think. (read another jthm based comic called 'I feel sick' before continuing to read this. otherwise, this wont make sense)

the doll was devi's picture that came to life. a doll that wanted to steal devi's brain power to power herself. devi named the doll 'sickness' since it made her feel sick. is this making sense now? the doll, or, as devi calls her, 'sickness', was now grinning.

"oh, I don't think you can, devi. your friends are crazy too. johnny had the dough boys, squee has his shmee, tenna has her spooky. and you have... me." sickness whipered.

devi walked out of her room and wondered the corridors, looking for inspiration. anything that seemed to stand out long enough for her to get an idea on what to draw.

with johnny

it was cold outside. snow was covering everything with a thick planket of white. he truged across the field. he was ready to end it. he HAD to die. he must die. he couldnt bare living another day. he wasnt sure it was going to work, but who cares? finally, his mind played back images of his past. his murderous child hood. his parent's murder. his teddy. his friends. his school. and then, nothing. nothing. he had accomplished nothing.

he walked until he couldnt walk anymore. he felt his brain go numb and his cheek burn as he fell onto the ice and snow. he could feel his life bieng taken away, and he grinned in triumph. he could finally get some rest. knowing he could finally have peace, he felt calm for once. like this deed would wash away his sins.

"FINALY. something actually killed me!" he said, before his visioned blurred.

he thought he was about to die.

until he saw a silloete.

a blur of green.

then he passed out.

okay! a short first one! tenna/nny friendship guaranteed in the next chappy!