Chapter 1-This small idea
Miller had an idea. And before you say "So what?" let me tell you how an idea is processed in Miller's head.
It is planned, it is devised, and then it's carried out under any means necessary.
Miller had thought and wondered for the longest time what it would be like to have EVERYONE from his, Daisy's, DJ's and Reven's past farm.
Rose was dead, Van and Lisa Darkshadow were dead, and the Grandparents' Vae were dead. Daniel had been an emotional wreck ever since Rose died, Daisy had healed from it, be he was far from recovery. He spent more money on tissues than even his daily living expenses.
He pulled back the bolt on his L96-A1 Sniper Rifle. Not Bulls-Eye's, but his custom-made one. He loved it because it was the middle ground between his M40-A1 Sniper Rifle and his M200 Intervention Anti-Material Sniper Rifle.
It was 12:01 a.m. The Witching Hour. All the demons and dark paranormal entities came out at this hour.
He looked at Daisy, then to DJ's stall. They had never seen the shit that real demons could do. One demon read their mind and use their family members to haunt them, creating images of their eyes cut out and bleeding, demonic teeth and inhuman hissing, bowels and guts cut out and bleeding but still they would walk and-
Miller stopped before he got too far. The idea, he thought, stay focused on the idea.
He looked at the Barn, which even though his and DJ's whippet friends had still moved in, had 6 empty rooms.
One for Reven, one for Rose and Daniel, and one for Lisa and Van Darkshadow.
Perfect.
He dialed the number to Reven at her farm.
"Hello?" said Reven
"Reven," said Miller, "It's been a long time."
"Miller!" said Reven, excited to hear his voice, "I'm glad to hear from you. How have you been?" she said this less heartily, "how's Daisy?"
"Reven I know it's late," said Miller, "But I have an idea, I'm going to bring back everyone and lead them to Barnyard. It will be almost just like it was before the flood. Have your bags packed. That's an order. I have a device called the Ruby Sun that should bring them back. We go to the Graveyard, just you, me, DJ, and Daisy."
"Just like old times." said Reven, "When all four of us spent the night in that graveyard."
"We will have time to reminisce later." said Miller firmly, "Do you have your bags packed?"
"Yup," said Reven, "Should I bring my M249? I've wanted to try her out now for months."
"Yes," said Miller, "The M249 Light Machine Gun. Make sure to have your 200-round clip, a good LED flashlight, and Red Dot Sight attached."
"Roger." said Reven, and she hung up.
Miller snuck into DJ and Rosey's room, where they were sleeping. He stood over DJ and counted to 3. At 3, he pulled DJ right out of his bed and covered his mouth with his hoof; DJ couldn't see who was grabbing him and began swinging and trying to pull his arm off. They got out of the room and Miller whispered,
"It's me, bubbs, it's me."
DJ flung Miller's arm off him, "What the hell are you doing?" DJ whispered loudly,
Miller told him of the plan. DJ did not hesitate.
"Grab your lightsabers," said Miller, "Hurry!"
"Why?" said DJ, "Were just going to a graveyard"
"I'll explain after we pick up Reven," said Miller
DJ grabbed his lightsabers and ran excitedly to Miller's Lamborghini.
Miller woke Daisy up, and told her of the plan.
"Do you still have my XM8?" said Miller,
"Yeah." said Daisy, getting herself ready as fast as she could. "Why?"
"Get it ready, grab our ammo crate and load it in the Lamborghini. Then get a flashlight attached to it and grab 15 full mags. I'll explain why in after we pick up Reven." said Miller.
Daisy obeyed, and before long the Lamborghini sped off into the night sky.
