Chapter II

The Twin voices

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own "Horton Hears a Who!" or any of its Characters or its plot. I do however own my own plot and characters which include but is not limited to; Noctus/Nox, etc.

Author's note:

Hey ppl sorry if my last chapter was a little lame, this is my first fanfic. Its probable boringness might also be due to the fact that it's the beginning of a story and they are usually almost always slightly boring seeing as the "hook" comes later. Anyway here's part two! (Excuse excitement) This chapter has been edited for crappiness XD

ACT II

Jojo watched Nox depart back up the alley, "That was weird" he thought to himself. Yet it seemed like that was one of the few who's he could stand being around. Perhaps because he doesn't blab endlessly like his fan girls (and some guys) did. After the Horton incident he'd have to endure squeals from his fan girls saying things like, "Oh my Seuss! It's Jojo eeeeeek!" or "Jojo sing to me!" and so on. He put up with it during summer on the rare occasions he went to the mall. He had to freakin run like hell and dive into restrooms or fitting rooms lest he be glomped by a tidal wave of colorful fan girls. In these cases, his small size was a blessing as it gave him agility most other Who's didn't have. Unfortunately, his small stature was also considered "adorable" among the crazy fan girls. Jojo could only imagine how much worse it was gonna get when he started school in a few days, the thought made him shudder.

The thought also made him sad. This attention and all the people trying to get him to speak again and girls wanting to hear him sing, that's all there was to it. It was all false attention, and purely conditional. No one really cared about who he was and what he was going through. No one gave a damn before the incident. He was practically invisible, unless you exclude bullies and the like. "DID IT REALLY HAVE TO BE ME?!" Jojo mentally exclaimed to himself. He thought he had known loneliness before, he was very wrong… This was a worse form of lonely where it didn't matter if there was a crowd around him. The teen still felt like he was trapped in an endless void. "I wish it would have been someone else…" he thought, mind full of grief and heart weary with sorrow.

What's done is done, and he hoped maybe one day he could make peace with the cost of being a "hero."

Noctus

Nox wasfeeling good as he walked up the steps to Whoville High. He was glad to finally be enrolling in school again. He did have some catching up to do after all. He just wished he would've had a chance to wash up first seeing as he had to stay the night in the streets. He quickly brushed off his fur and proceeded to enter the double doors. "Hello how may I help you?" said the front desk receptionist.

Nox looked up at the lady with unintentionally cold eyes. He typed on his phone at lightning speed and held it up to the lady. "I'm sorry but I don't speak, can I please register for the fall?"

The lady looked down at him, "Ok…um sure sweetie" She looked at him oddly, "Just come back here and we'll draw up the necessary paperwork." She led him behind the counter and towards the rear offices, "We'll need your parent's consent and such though."

Nox looked down his cruel gaze breaking, "Parents…" he thought to himself.

"Sweetie?" said the lady.

Nox's eyes froze back over with malice. He held up his phone and it read, "Sure I'll get there signatures and what not. Just hand me the papers so I can be on my merry way." He flashed a semi-wicked grin.

The receptionist looked him in the face with a slightly appalled look on her face. "As you wish sweetness" she said kindly. She handed the papers to Nox. He gave her a quick nod and left the building.

"Damn!" thought Nox, "Where the bloody hell am I gonna get consent from a guardian?!?" He knew he sure as hell wasn't gonna get it from his own folks. Then suddenly a thought struck him, "I know, the Mayor! Surely he can help me somehow with this sort of thing." and with that Nox took off to find directions to the Mayor's residence.

About an hour later Nox was standing in front of the Mayor's residence. "Damn, that's a big house." he thought to himself, "This guy must be rolling in cash at night." Nox didn't really think kindly of rich people. He found them to usually be snobby and stuck up. Yet, it's not like he had much choice. "Here goes nothing…"

Ned Mc Dodd

Ned heard a powerful knock on the door, "I'm coming!" he called to the door. Even if he hadn't been in the sitting room adjacent to the foyer he'd still have heard that knock. "This must be urgent" Ned said aloud. He opened the door, no one. Then he heard the sound of a throat being cleared. Ned looked down, "Oh hey there! Sorry I didn't see ya buddy!" he said as looked down at the little Who. Hey… he kinda looked like Jojo what with the fur color or rather, lack of color. He was a bit taller and less scrawny looking though. Then he noticed his eyes, fiercely locked on his own as if reading his soul, those creepy white orbs. "eesh…" Ned thought, "I wonder if I upset him somehow" he thought to himself. "Do come in" Ned said to the young lad.

The teen Who walked in as he was asked to. "To what may I ask I owe this lovely visit?" inquired the mayor. Nox pulled out his whophone and went on to text, "Hello sir, I don't speak, i.e. the text. I came here regarding my registration to Whoville High."

Ned looked the message over, "Ah, You don't speak either! I thought my son Jojo was the only one!"

"Jojo's his son?" Nox wondered. "No wonder he doesn't talk" he added listening to the Mayor ramble onward. He did enough talking for both of them!

"Anyway, so what's your problem with registering for school buddy?" the mayor "Ned Mc Dodd" as he had introduced himself during the ramble.

Nox proceeded to text, "You see, I have to have signatures from a legal guardian…" Nox paused, he decided not tell the whole truth. "And I'm currently living alone, so as it is I have a bit of a dilemma and would love to know if you could override this rule for me." He showed the text to Ned and tried as hard as he could to put on a cute face but his cruel looking eyes made that impossible.

Ned looked down at the text, "Hmm, that is a pickle. Why are you living alone? Anyway I'll make some calls and see what I can do for now m'k? You can feel free to look around till I'm done." And with that the mayor retreated back up the long staircase and presumably to his home office.

Nox walked towards a hallway. He might as well do some exploring since he currently had nothing else to do. "It's been so long since I've been in a nice home…" He thought to himself, for once he felt a slight twinge of sorrow. However he quickly got over it and the feeling was now replaced by anger. "Damn it Nox! Get the hell over that! You are stronger than this." He thought to himself. He had now wandered into what looked like the kitchen. He saw a young looking woman who at the stove cooking something. "mmmm… That smells goooooood…" though Nox. He wondered when he'd last eaten. The lady turned around and Nox quickly hid behind the doorway. He didn't feel like having another text conversation yet. He kept on moving and found what might be the dining room. He wasn't sure because there was a freak show of a table before him and there were… he counted 99 seats. "dang, 99 people live here?" he thought to himself. That would explain the size of the house. "Maybe this guy's different than other rich folks" figured the teenage who. Considering it must cost a fortune to raise what must be 97 kids not including the mayor and that woman who was most likely his wife. 97 kids… Jojo has 96 siblings…Nox was fighting the sorrow again. He shook it off and kept going. He made his way upstairs. He passed by several rooms which were closed so he left them alone, he wasn't a snoop after all. He then passed a door that was probably also a room but this door was painted black and it looked like it was done by hand. The door was adorned with "keep out" and "no trespassing" signs and also a few band stickers. Nox silently chuckled to himself, "This must be Jojo's room" he thought. As much as he wanted to snoop in that room he kept on. After all, that door did have like 4 different locks on it. Nox then passed an open room and peeked in. The room was gargantuan! There were many beds up on walls accessible by ladders. On the floor next to a giant toy box where many little girl whos. Nox thought, "If that room back there was Jojo's and this room is huge and lined with a crap load of beds… these must be the rest of his siblings room?" and they were all girls. "Poor Jojo" thought Nox as he let out a tiny laugh. He hurried on before he could be noticed by the girls. He walked on towards the end of this hallway and ended up walking into an open room in which appeared to be an office, that the mayor was working in.

Ned looked up, "Hey there buddy! Just in time actually. I've finished the calls and paperwork." "You just need to put down your personal information and sign." "Speaking of which, I never got your name." finished the mayor in an inquisitive tone.

Nox texted down, "I'm Noctus but I request to be referred to as Nox" He showed Ned. "Ah well then, nice to meet you Nox!" he said as he shook the little who's fuzzy hand. "Right then I'll leave you to finish the rest." said Ned as he walked out of the office. Nox proceeded to finish the paperwork. After a few minutes he was done and decided to head back to the front foyer. After the trek through the hallway he slid down the stair rail and finished with a slight somersault. When he turned around and noticed he wasn't alone.