Hello again, companions in insanity! Despite all of the preppies at my school bugging me for spending my time writing and saying it will never be useful for anything, I get to use the sequel to this in a project for English! (Yes, there will be a sequel.) But now it has to incorporate smallpox into it instead of what I had in mind before, a disease where the body slowly drains itself of all blood by having it seep out of every orifice. But I can always go back and edit it before posting it here. YAAAYY!!! Why is there a disease in the sequel? I'M NOT TELLING YET!!!! XD Anyway I still don't own this, as cool as it would be. But then I would have to be Jhonen and he would have to be me and I don't find the idea of a gender change all that appealing and... I just confused myself again.

Chapter 7: Insanity At Last

When someone dies, they can really have their life flash before their eyes. Even though it's only in the blink of an eye, the visions can simulate living their whole life over again. It didn't seem like Nny was dying, but that's what happened. But his brain could only recall so much information at once. And so he was left with only selective memories at his disposal. The one that stood out the most was by far the greatest in terms of trauma. He was surprised his mind had let him forget in the first place!(And it's the one that everyone wonders about!!! XD)

It was just another day, seemingly. Nny was fourteen and seated at one of the back tables in the cafeteria. Although the small room was horribly overcrowded, no one would sit near him. He recalled a feeling of familiarity, like this had been going on for a while. He surveyed all of the tables, their occupants separated by cliques. There were the cheerleaders, the jocks, the nerds, the stoners, the Goths and the gossip queens. All of which had some strange aversion for him. The popular ones despised him for being different and oddly enough the unpopular ones hated him for the same reason. Not for being different in general, but different in a way that clashed with their own. The truth was that though their choice of friends was different, they were all walking, breathing piles of compost, identical in their basic instincts.

A senior from a neighboring table flicked a spork at Nny. He caught it, as he was used to this sort of thing. He walked over to the table and said "I believe this is yours."

The seniors erupted in laughter and Anne, the head cheerleader insulted him with the intent of making the entirety of the room hear.

"Like the wimpy kittle weirdo like freshman dares to like talk back to us? Like ewww!!" "If you're going to insult me, can you at least make sense?"

"Like eeekk. Making sense is like for like nerds like."

"You just don't get it, do you?"

One of the seniors snuck behind Nny and threw the slop that the school had tried to pass off as food all over his back. Or they would have if he wasn't trying to choke Anne. Instead, they hit the first senior in the face. The slop was still dripping off his face and Nny loosened his death grip on Anne's neck as someone in the back yelled "FOOD FIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!"
The next fifteen minutes were a blur of flying slop and blood. The latter was coming from Nny finally snapping and going on his first insane killing spree! *sniff* How touching! As important as his first unbalanced and unsure steps and first repeated swears were, this was the major turning point in Nny's twisted life.

Somewhere in the bowels of Hell.

"Sir?", a little demon asked a tall, dark and ominous figure with glowing eyes. The demon would almost have been cute if he wasn't holding a spear dripping in the blood of the damned. Somehow if just looks better when Nny does it.

"What my little minion of darkness?"

"#777 is acting up. Also there will be a surge of damned souls coming in a while." The Devil looked at the blood and slop covered cafeteria with Nny, Anne and an eternally scarred blue haired little boy in the corner. (The mysterious origins of Tim the Stalker and his obsession with all things Nny! You see, he got on the wrong bus that morning and the high school kids were being very mean to him the whole day. So while he didn't like being covered in gore he was extremely glad they were finally gone.) Anne was huddled in a corner, using the liquids that enveloped her as camouflage.

"That's it!", she whimpered to herself. "If being perfect is this tough, I'm going goth!" "Minion? Whatever your name is."

"Yes?"

"This could be interesting to say the least if he was to be pushed even further over the edge."

"What do you mean sir?"

"Go send someone to make his life a little more..difficult."

Nny made his way home after his last period which was nonexistent really. He noticed the absence of bullies. Maybe it was because of the blood all over him or because all of the usual bullies died during lunch. But that didn't stop a swerving car from spraying mud all over him.

In the car there were two kids. They couldn't have been older than eleven and definitely didn't have a license.

"Are you sure we should be doing this Stan?"

"Shut up Steve. It's not like we're going to hurt anyone. I really think this pot and booze is making me drive better!"

In front of them was a little gray car with two more people in it. Nny thought if looked familiar. There was a red light ahead. The gray car stopped but the one behind it continued at ridiculous speeds into its back. There was a cacophony of screams when Nny saw the license plate on the gray car.

"Mom?! Dad?!" He ran over to the car to see if they were okay, but it was too late. "YOU LITTLE ASSHOLE!!!!!! I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!!!!!!", he screamed as he ran to the second car, almost blinded by tears. But Stan and Steve ran out before he could get there.

"Don't you think we should at least help them?", Steve panted.

"Who cares about them?! Just run!!"

Nny managed to grab Stan's wrist and scratch it when Stan escaped from his grasp and disappeared into the woods.

He had surely make things more difficult, but for once in his miserable life, he did too good a job.

A/N: Want to know what happens next? Huh? HUH?!?! *evil laughter* WELL I'M NOT TELLING YOU UNTIL THE NEXT CHAPTER!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA..and such stuff.