Cirque Du Homicidal Creatures Chapter 2: Yes, Come On In, a Johnny the Homicidal Maniac + Darren Shan Saga/Cirque Du Freak Crossover fanfic

A/N: If you can read this that means my mom had to go to work, and so now she's off face-book! YAA-Now back to the story. Also this story takes place in-between book three and four. I own nothing and no one except Zera, and Rozzi

Ch 2: Yes, Come On In

The week had passed with surprisingly little unusual 'Happenings', but now it was Saturday, the day of the show. Just yesterday they went to get the tickets, with the address written on them. Now they had given their tickets to the Cirque owner, Mr. Tall and were walking through the abandoned supermarket.

Devi noticed someone out of the corner of her eye-stripes. They seemed familiar as she got a better look at them, then she realized it! They're Curtis and Erik, she waved her hand around to get their attention, and when they noticed her, they went over to where she was standing with Johnny.

"Fancy meeting you here," she said to them, "Johnny, this is Curtis RX and Erik X of Creature Feature, remember I mentioned them at the store." she gestured to each of them when their names were said.

"Ah, yes! You did mention them," he said with slight grandeur, "Very nice to meet you, sirs, as you seem to be nice people…" he held out his hands and shook, then with a sudden change in his posture, like the flip of a switch, he went from welcoming and friendly to dark, foreboding, and cryptic. "…But be warned, if you change my opinion of that, the consequences shall be dire indeed." He said then walked off, Devi close behind.

Erik and Curtis were slightly intrigued as well as frightened by those words, but continued on-to the food-court!-where the show was to take place of course. All of them had arrived early and got the last of the good front seats, towards the middle. After about fifteen minutes the rest of the audience had arrived…and the show began!

Trumpets played, screaming the march-like tune signaling everyone to pay attention, and be quiet. Soon the music faded away and the obscenely tall man-known only as Hibernius Tall-walked on stage and commenced introducing the beginning of the show.

"Hello as you all may know this is an extraordinary circus, but this is no ordinary circus. Those weak of heart may have to leave before we begin." No one stirred, "Just as well, someone always leaves, and remember! You have been warned…for this act you must all remain silent and immobile, if you don't the consequences could be extreme. Now the Wolf-Man!" he said just before walking off-stage.

The first act stalked out on stage, it was a hideous being, and was being controlled by a dark-green-hooded assistant. She walked off the stage waving her finger at the animal, commanding it obey her. She walked close enough to the chairs on each side of the aisle so that you could pet it, but nobody did for fear of their lives.

"It's alright, you can pet him," she said reassuringly, "I have him under control." Timidly most of the people began to pet the wolf-man. Soon the wolf-man was back on stage, going into his cage, and then green-veiled woman revealed herself as another performer.

She removed her hood to reveal her ice-blue eyes, and jet–black hair, she wore what seemed to be a golden head-band with a ruby in the center, and under her green robes she wore a white tunic with blue, red, and yellow details. "My name is Anzelina, I'm a mind reader, for my act I would like three pairs of people to come up." Before anyone could volunteer, she had already found three sets of two people that seemed most interesting in her mind. "I will take, Johnny and Devi, Erik and Curtis, and Zera and Rozzi, only, sorry." She said as she heard the disappointed thoughts fly around the room. Zera was a girl with an unusually thin body, even to Johnny; she has bright orange hair, and purple eyes, along with a red turtle-neck tee, and a red and blue layer skirt. Rozzi has a normal body, and chin-length stringy black hair, always tucked neatly behind his ears, with glasses that hide his red eyes; he wore a dark purple P.O.W.M.I.A. shirt, blue jeans, and black sneakers.

All got up to stage, all very excited. "We will play a game," she said, "The game is I name the three most important things is each of your lives. I'll start with Zera and Rozzi, okay, what I do is name the most possible occupation for you, your love, and a secret."

She looked at them for a few seconds, "Rozzi, your most likely job in the future is the leader of your fathers mafia, your love is Zera, and your secret is that those evil little red eyes, were given to you by Zera after she found out you were blind." She paused for suspense before continuing, "Zera, your most likely occupation is…the same as your secret, which is that you are the Grim Reaper, and hence the last name 'Reaper' and your love is Rozzi."

Johnny got a funny look on his face just before saying, "Your kids are the ones that got me and Devi back together,"

Zera looked pleased with herself, "Yep, little Sam, and Iggie Reaper, it was their punishment for serving their teachers to the school." Johnny backed away in response.

Anzelina let the exchange pass, "Next are Curtis and Erik," she looked them over and did a double-take. "Okay, Erik you already have an occupation and it is, being one of the creative forces behind your band Creature Feature, as well as playing the synth for it, your love is stripes, writing song music, and playing the synth. Your secret is that you have very little faith in humanity…for various reasons." A pause, "Curtis you also have an occupation and it is being the lead singer, guitarist, and lyric writer of Creature Feature. Your love is…um…bacon? Well, that is unusual…" after bacon Erik gave Curtis a look that said 'That's one of the reasons I have so little faith in humanity…', "And your secret is that you're thinking of joining the Cirque, to play that song, The Greatest Show Unearthed…sounds cool." Erik's expression changed from the 'That's one of the reasons I have so little faith in humanity…' to 'Oh, HELL NO!' in no time flat.

"Now for Johnny and Devi." She said with one more quick examination, her expression becoming increasingly alarmed. "Johnny, you are a waste-lock, as are you Devi, you both love each other. And Johnny's secret is that he and Devi are mass-murderers, and Devi's secret is that she's the one that called Johnny causing his phone to…kill him? What does that mean? But then he went to heaven, blew up some heads, got sent to hell, killed an annoying driver, then watched Bagel guy get hit by a car, then came back to life with a funny haircut, and killed a stalker."

(A/N: If you know nothing about JtHM then this is probably the funniest and most random shit you have probably ever read, but don't worry, Happy Noodle Boy is probably going to make your head explode). Now it was Zera, Rozzi, Curtis and Erik's turn to back away in a highly disturbed manner. Zera and Rozzi backed away because that stalker was hiding somewhere in Limbo (where they are from), and Curtis and Erik backed away because of everything else.

"What?" Johnny said highly annoyed, "You love bacon, you're a mobster, your death, and you need to lighten up!" he shouted and pointed accusingly at each one.

"Take it easy Nny, these people are nice, we don't kill nice people, remember?" Devi said soothingly.

"Your right," Johnny sighed. This whole exchange was heard by the audience, who really didn't seem to care. There were no further interruptions as the show went on as planned. When the show ended, Johnny, Devi, Curtis, and Erik all waited for their chance to speak with Mr. Tall. First up was the musical duo.

"Mr. Tall," Curtis began, "I would like to offer our services as your personal musicians, this is an extraordinarily, non-ordinary place, and we compose our very own brand of macabre for things like this we've only read about, and seen in movies. In fact our very first album was named after The Greatest Show Unearthed, which as it seems should be the theme song for your Cirque. So I think I speak for both of us when I say we'd love to join, right Erik?" he said poking him in the ribs.

"Yeah, sure, whatever…" Erik said in a bored tone.

"Well, I'd love to hear this song you keep mentioning, did you bring your instruments?" he asked.

"Yes, they're in the car," he said grabbing Erik by the wrist as they ran out to get the instruments.

"And what do you need Sir?" Mr. Tall said in a relatively calm manner, considering Nny is an insane mass-murderer and all.

"Devi and I would like to Join!" he said barely able to contain his excitement.

"Oh, really? Is there anything unusual about you, other then the unstoppable killer thing?" he said.

"Well…" he thought, stroking his invisible beard, when an idea came to him, out of his jacket he pulled a hand-gun. He held the gun to his head, and smiled. With a resounding *CRACK!* the gun went off, his head was reduced into tiny little meaty chunks littering the floor. The people who had gathered around to get a better look screamed, gasped, and retched. Before any actions could be taken by Mr. Tall to help the man lying dead on the floor, the head chunks were sucked back into their places of origin, and the previously dead man stood up, completely unharmed.

"Can I join now?" He asked politely

"But of course Mr.…um I didn't catch your name?"

"Johnny C."

"How did you do that?"

"Well, after I died the first time, my 'soul' is not permitted within the confines of heaven, and Senior Diablo set it up so that when I die, that instead of the entire universe resetting, it would only be my body, oh, and Devi I asked him to do the same thing for you…by the way, that also means I can't age…I'm beginning to think that he just doesn't want to deal with me, but, meh, I don't want to deal with him either." Nny said.

At that moment, Curtis and Erik had returned with their instruments, and began to set up, for the song, and after ten minutes, they were ready to go. The music started with Erik using his synth to have it sound like an old door opening. Curtis grabbed the mic.

Ladies and Gentlemen,
Boils and Ghouls,
Step right up!
Behind this curtain
Lies a ghastly concoction of
Delight, Horror, Fantasy and Terror,
Your every wish is our command,
Your every whimsical desire
Brought to life,
But I'm warning you there's
Always a price…
Welcome to the Greatest Show Unearthed!

La la-la-la la-la la la la la la la-la (x 4)

The dark carnival is in town,
You better be ready,
Just follow the parade,
Of dancing skeletons,
Full of ghoulish delights,
Around every corner,
Don't tell your parents you're here,
They will soon be mourners,

Welcome to the lower birth,
The Greatest Show Unearthed,
We appear without a sound,
The darkest show around,
We will leave you in a daze,
Madness, Murder, Dismay,
We will disappear at night,
With blood on the concrete,

I will be your ticket taker,
Come inside, it's a dream,
Enter the fun house of mirrors,
No one can hear you scream,
We can supply anything,
That your heart desires,
But the consequences,
Will surely be dire,

*Welcome to the lower birth, the Greatest show Unearthed*

Come inside, for a ride,
Your deepest, darkest fears,
The best night, of your life,
You're never leaving here,
The unknown, the unseen,
Is what you're gonna find,
Witness this, witness that,
Until you lose your mind!

Slowly the creepy carnival music faded away. Mr. Tall stood and applauded, "Amazing, that song is wonderful! Yes, you can join."

/\^/\The End/\^/\

A/N: It's done! Yeah, woo-hoo! Next on the agenda is the arrival of a certain insane alien, now I mention my reviewer!

Micah The Homicidal Maniac: Thanks for being the only reviewer! Even if I had no reviews I'd be happy with how this story turned out.