Johnny sat on his car, staring over the cliff and at the town that was so far below him. He had just put his die-ary down and was just thinking. Thinking about what he would do now. Things had been…crazy, to say the very least. He rather disliked all of the space in his head now, as well. Without Nailbunny and the doughboys things were much quieter. Too quiet for him. Nny looked up at the stars, watching them blink and twinkle against the dark, navy blue sky. The sky around the moon was a little blurry, but that was due to the light coming through the atmosphere. Just because he was the very definition of psychotic didn't mean he didn't have any kind of smarts or sense.

All of this thinking and staring was suddenly interrupted though. A loud, high pitched scream split the cool, quiet night air, and Nny found himself on the ground right inside the fence that lined the cliff before he could even see what the hell had made that disturbing noise.

"Who the fuck are you? Are you from the police? Oh God, you're from the fucking police, aren't you. Damn it!" He looked up to see a face just inches above his. Big eyes containing bright blue orbs stared into his dark ones, and some strands of black hair tickled his face. He blinked, confused and taken aback by this sudden turn of events. Who the heck was this?

"I would have to say who the fuck are you?" He said, raising an eyebrow in a surprisingly calm manner. "Also, I'm not from the "fucking police". Quite the opposite. I would also very much appreciate if I didn't have to kill you in order to get you off of me." Nny said, giving the girl a glare and fumbling around in a pocket for a weapon of some kind. To his great surprise, though, he couldn't find anything. Normally he had something. But wait, he hadn't planned on killing anyone. Well…he did, but not with a weapon, and not some random person. 'Well fuck.' He thought.

The newcomer stared at Nny, confused and looking quite dazed. "Not from…fuck, fuck. I didn't mean to, fuck." The person got up, and brushed themselves off. Nny was startled to see that the person was a girl. He knew that voice had sounded feminine, though, so it wasn't that new.

Nny stood up as well and moved slowly towards his car, sure he had some kind of weapon or sharp object, or even blunt, he didn't really give a damn what, as long as it could cause bodily harm. However, the girl noticed, and sent a deathly glare at the maniac. "Stop fucking moving, damnit. I've got to fucking figure out what the hell I'm going to do. Fuck!" She shouted, throwing her hands up in the air and bringing them down in fists and stomping a few times.

"What the fuck is your problem?" Nny asked, stopping in his tracks towards the passenger door of his car. It was then that he noticed a knife on the ground right beside the girl.

The girl's right eye twitched. "Fuck." She said, simply. "Who are you again?"

Cocking his head to the side, Nny gave the girl an extremely confused look. Giving the inside of the car one last glance, he began to move away from the vehicle ad towards the obviously mentally unstable girl. She didn't say anything to him as he did, only stared. However, when Nny was a foot away from her and he held out a hand, she screeched and jumped back.

"Fuck!"

"Is that your favorite word? I suppose it's mine as well, but that's completely beside the point. I was only going to introduce myself, so stop being so paranoid." Nny rolled his eyes and kept his hand out. The girl eyes his hand carefully for a good minute before slowly reaching out to take it. His hand was freezing cold, and she winced, startled by the sensation.

"That's not so bad is it?" He asked, not wanting an answer. He didn't get one, either. "I'm Johnny C., but you can call me Nny, if you really would like to. Also, I've noticed something. You're a little psycho." He had a serious look on his face as he spoke.

Immediately, the girl yanked her hand away and turned her back to him. "I'm Ivory, Ivy for short. Fuck! You know my name now. You're going to call the fucking police now, aren't you!" She yelled, waving her hands around in fright and frustration. "Holy fuck, they're going to arrest me, and they're going to put me in jail, and then they're going to put me on that damned table and stick that shit up my arm and I'm going to die." At that moment, she burst into tears and fell to her knees, clearly distraught at the thought.

Nny let his hand fall to his side as she raved, and then his jaw dropped as she broke down. "What did you do?" He asked, not caring if he was being nosy. He kind of wanted to know before he killed her. Yes, he would kill her. After all, she tried to kill him. This time he had a more legitimate reason.

Ivy looked up at him, tears still streaming down her face. "Something bad. Very fucking bad and I'm going to go to jail for it!" She started bawling again, and Nny plopped himself onto the ground in front of her.

"I asked you what you did. Not what's going to happen. So tell me." He demanded, his voice revealing a slightly angry tone. He wanted to know what the heck the girl had done to get herself so screwed up before he grabbed that knife and shoved it into her skull. Or would he go straight for her heart? He shrugged ever so slightly, telling himself to leave that decision for after he had the information he wanted.

He noticed, as he waited for her to gather herself long enough to give him a real answer, the way her jet black hair shone in the white light of the moon. Nny almost became entranced in the way the shine moved with her movement, but her voice snapped him back to the situation at hand quickly.

"I…I didn't really mean to…I was so mad, and I…they're dead! And I killed them…with…with…" She groped around half-blinded by tears to grasp the handle of the blade that Nny had his eye on only moments ago. "This. My daddy gave it to me when I was sixteen, just in case someone tried to hurt me. But I used it to kill him! And my mom, and my sister, and my brother…" She stared blankly at the blood-stained blade for a moment before seemingly coming to some kind of realization. "Fuck!" She shrieked, suddenly raising the blade over her head, both hands gripping the handle tightly. She lunged forward, not really aiming the weapon as she brought it down on Nny. He barely had any reaction time, but he managed to grab her by the wrist and redirect the weapon into the rocky ground. Ivy released the weapon, but still fell forward.

Nny found himself yet again on the ground, the girl on top of him. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" He hollered, trying to push the girl off of him. He stopped in his attempts, however, when the girl's aqua blue eyes gazed into his own black ones once again.

"You know…you're kind of cute…sexy even." Suddenly, her eyes rolled up slightly and she collapsed completely on top of a freaked out Nny.

What in the hell was he supposed to do with this girl? He didn't really see the point in killing her when she was clearly passed out. Besides, what was that whole last thing about? Cute? Not Nny, not at all. At least that was what he had believed for an extremely long time. Fuck society. The 'sexy', however, that just proved the girl's insanity. But…he kind of liked the sound of that.

"Well fuck." He groaned, lying there, Ivy passed out on top of him, and staring once again at the sky, the stars, and that damned bright moon.

A/N: Holy crap. It's a fic that isn't about Naruto! Yeah, nuts, isn't it? Psh, well, at any rate, I really wanted to start this before getting back into updating anything else. I already have chapter for of Two Spirits, One Soul typed. I'm probably going to type up one more chapter before I actually post it, though. I have a ton already on paper. All the way up to 18 or so. I always forget.

At any rate, Nny! I absolutely love him. He is awesome and all that jazz. I got this idea and I just had to do it, so here it is. This fic probably won't be as long as a novel, but it's going to be multiple chapters, definitely. If you haven't, go read Johnny the Homicidal Maniac right now! Do it! I think that's all I can really say right now…so until next update!

TTA