Kudos to the people who reviewed last chapter :D

After surviving my deadly encounter with the bricks, I would like to present chapter nine. Now please know that Mr. Knight won't be in the rest of the fic. But our favorite Dean will! (Although she's personally not my favorite). And I might add some hinted Sulley/Dean *wink* *wink* ;)

Flames will be used to roast sausages

I do NOT own Monsters Inc or University T-T

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Are you sure about this, Sulley?" Mike asked as he watched his friend prepare for the long trip. Although it only took five hours by car. It would be evening by the time they would arrive.

"Don's got a point, Mike. When I first joined ROR and left, I thought I knew Johnny. But I didn't think he was actually a mad man." Sulley replied.

"Looks can be deceiving." Mike muttered.

Sulley nodded. "Exactly. If we're going to find Randall, we need to know who we're really dealing with." Sulley said.

Mike crossed his arms. "So. We're going to play Sherlock Holmes?" he said sarcastically.

Sulley smirked at the sarcasm. "Kinda." he replied.

Just then the door to his office suddenly opened to reveal Squishy, Don, Art, Terri, Terry, and surprisingly, Celia. All of them had determined looks in their eyes. Or for Celia's case, eye.

"Were you guys listening this entire time?" Sulley asked, slightly dismayed. Mike felt a bit uncomfortable due to the fact that he was in a small room with lots of people.

"Duh." Squishy said, smirking.

"And don't even bother to ask why. We love Randall too." Art added with a smile.

Sulley rolled his eyes before smiling. It was quite obvious that they would come along for the ride. But Celia? He didn't think she would come along too.

"Celia, why are you here?" Mike asked, slightly surprised.

Celia merely placed her hands on her hips and said, "Randall's my friend too. And I don't wanna get left out on this adventure."

Mike smiled softly. That is so Celia. And besides, she is his future wife. So might as well bring her along too. Sulley nodded, smiling.

"Then it's settled. We'll leave right after work." Sulley said.

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Work couldn't end any sooner for the gang. As soon as the bell rang they quickly put their stuff away and met at Squishy's car. Since Squishy's car was the only one who could hold all of them. Somewhat. The ride there felt rather long and quiet. Finally, Mike spoke up.

"So..what's the plan here? Are we just gonna barge into Dean's office and ask her for his information?" he asked.

Sulley bit his lip nervously. The truth is, he didn't really have a plan. Actually, he did have a plan. But he felt a little nervous though. Just something about Hardscrabble made him feel weird. He just wanted to...have her. He wanted her soo bad. But he couldn't think of any other words to describe it. Maybe it would be different when he sees her again. It was a little hot Saturday. Finally, they arrived to the front entrance of Monsters University.

Sulley parked the car and everyone got. As they made their way to Dean's office, the OK brothers couldn't help but smile at the fond memories of their time here. How they managed to beat the Scare Games thanks to Mike and Sulley. Celia couldn't help but admire that Mike and Sulley actually went to a popular college like this. Even though it was only for a year.

The sun was just setting by the time they arrived to office building. By now the entire campus was only lit up by the street lights they had. The only building that had lights in them, was Dean's office. It seemed to cast off a golden glow from the windows. Sulley stood at the steps of the building and took a deep breath before turning to face the others.

"You guys know the drill, right?" he asked.

Everyone nodded.

Sulley turned back to the door, took another deep breath before exhaling slowly, and walked up the steps.

Inside, Dean Hardscrabble was in the middle of doing some insurance paperwork. Apparently someone broke into the science lab, again, and used the door system. It was a big mystery, even for her. She couldn't understand how someone could get into the science room without setting off the security system. She then looked up when she heard a knock on the door.

"Come in." she said.

Sulley shivered at that lilting accent of her's. He opened the door and stepped into the copper lit room. There was fire burning in the fireplace, which gave off a faint orange glow. Sulley could have sworn he felt his heart skip a beat again once he saw Dean. She looked absolutely stunning. One side of her was lit up by the light of the fire while her other side was a bit dark. The others soon followed in.

"Oh, Mr Sullivan." she said, surprised to see him again. "And I see you've brought some company." she added as she skittered to them with her little bug-like leg. She gave each of them a welcoming smile before returning to her stern expression. "What brings you here this evening?" she asked.

Sulley was silent for a bit, gazing at Dean until Mike finally elbowed him. "Oh! Uh, er, I assume you've heard about Randall's abduction?" he asked nervously.

The Dean's face softened a bit and her wings dropped slightly. "I'm afraid so." she sighed sadly before shaking her head, "I pray that he would be found safely."

"Yeah." Sulley said quietly. "Umm, we were wondering if you could...um..gives any information on Johnny Worthington the third." he blurted out.

Dean cocked her head slightly. "Why's that?" she asked, folding her hands in front of her.

That pose, Sulley thought.

"U-um we found out that Johnny had escaped from the asylum. And on our security footage we found that he abducted Randall after he brought Mary home." Sulley said.

Dean had a wary look in her eyes. A thing that was rarely seen from her. "You plan on capturing him and rescuing Mr. Boggs yourselves?" she asked.

"Yeah, pretty much." Sulley sighed.

Don then stepped forward. "It was my idea, Miss Hardscrabble. It thought it would be a good idea to learn more about Johnny before we actually do something. So we came here first to ask if you knew anything." he said.

The Dean had suddenly taken them all by surprise when a sad glint was present in her eyes. She sighed heavily, her wings drooping even lower. "I'm afraid I know everything you will need. Since you seem to care about Randy so much, it's the least I could do." she said. She then skittered back to her desk and brought out a folder. "Please, take a seat." she said.

The others immediately obeyed and sat down. "What's going on, Abigail?" Don asked. It was surprising that he had actually called her by her first name. Normally, Dean would've reprimand him for doing that. But tonight, she didn't.

With a calm expression on her face, she opened the folder and took out some papers. "I assume your all aware that Mr. Worthington has Sadistic Personality disorder, am I correct?"

Everyone nodded.

Dean then sighed. "There's more. From the documents I have, he was diagnosed with Sadistic Personality disorder at age ten after his mother found him torturing a live animal in the shed. He was sent to the Monstropolis Juvenile Mental Facility and stayed there until he was released at age eighteen for good behavior."

"Good behavior?" Mike chuckled slightly in dismay.

"Ssh!" Celia hushed him.

"Anyway," Dean continued, "During that time he went to visit his doctor daily for counseling and anger management. Surprisingly, he was well behaved. They thought of him as a model patient because of his good, friendly behavior. So they let him out in time for him to start college."

"Were you ever aware that he had Sadistic Personality disorder?" Squishy asked.

Dean nodded. "Yes. But because of the reports I got from his doctors I figured he was safe enough to allow in the school. So...I allowed him to come." a sudden look of guilt appeared on the Dean's stern face. "But I would regret that. Shortly after his arrest fifteen years back, I received some surprised visits by his former fraternity brothers. Like Chet or Javier. There they confessed all of the tortuous things he's done to them down in the basement of their house."

"You mean he tortured his own brothers?!" Don whispered.

"Yes. I didn't believe it myself until they showed me their scars." Dean felt a tad bit sick when memories of seeing those ugly scars suddenly played through her head.

"Did they ever mention anything about Randall?" Mike asked.

"No." Dean said, "Because Randall notified me of the 'activities' Johnny's done with him shortly after he graduated."

"WHAT?!" everyone screamed in unison.

"You mean you knew about the things Johnny's done to him?!" Terry asked, slightly angry.

A look of guilt was suddenly present on the Dean's usually stern face. She nodded sadly. "I was going to notify the authorities. But by then Johnny had already left campus. I was soon unaware of his whereabouts after that."

Sulley could have sworn he heard her voice crack slightly. She was noticeably guilty about the whole thing. Let alone upset at herself as well.

"And to think this kind of conduct was happening in my school. Right under our noses this entire time. Had I know sooner I would've called the police and had Johnny sent back to the Mad House. What kind of Dean am I? How could I've let this happen to an innocent monster." Dean buried her face in her hands, shocking everyone else. She didn't seem like the person to show remorse easily. But here she was, showing it right now.

Sulley felt sorrowful for the Dean. Despite the fact that she could be a bitch sometimes, she wasn't always bad. "You can't blame yourself, Miss Hardscrabble." Sulley said softly.

Dean looked up, her eyes slightly watery. "I'm a Dean. I am responsible for everyone's safety here. When I found out that one of my children had suffered an entire year with that..that..monster! I was devastated!" Hardscrabble cried.

Children. She called them her children. That was perhaps the nicest thing she's probably ever called them. She didn't just think of them as students. She thought of them as her children. Sulley slowly stood up and hesitantly placed his paw on her shoulder. This had taken Abigail by surprise. She hadn't cried in years. And I mean years. She thought they would criticize her for it. But...they didn't. Crying was normal. Everyone has to cry.

"It's not your fault..." Sulley whispered.

A hint of a smile appeared on her lips. Taking a deep breath, she returned to her stern attitude. "Thank you, Mr. Sullivan." she said. Yet there was a hint of gratitude in her eyes. Sulley smiled slightly before sitting back down.

"But this doesn't explain why Johnny would target someone like Randall. Of all the students, he chose him?" Art said.

Dean then took out another piece of paper from the folder. "He was asked the same question when he was sent to the Monstropolis Mental Institution for the Criminally Insane." she said, "This was the reply they got, 'He's a perfect example of his kind. Colorful. Slender. Smooth. When I first layed my eyes on him, I knew he was perfect. So young. So innocent. So naive. He was a challenge at first, but I finally had him in my control. Even after graduation, I couldn't stop thinking about him. How cute he looked whenever he cried or was lost and confused. How lovely his moans were. How I shivered when he cried out my name.'"

Celia gripped Mike's arm gently, a bit frightened by this.

Dean then switched to a different sheet of paper. "He was then asked why he even bothered to keep him if he did all of those things to him. This was his reply, 'Because he's the only monster I ever, truly loved. And we all know love hurts sometimes. And I still love him. I always will.'"

"Sick son of a bitch." Don growled.

Dean then placed the papers back in the folder. "I'm afraid that's all the information I have for him." she sighed.

Sulley felt slightly disappointed. "It still doesn't explain what really motivated him to do this kind of stuff." he muttered.

"The cause of Sadistic Personality disorder is still a mystery. Some blame it on traumatic events that occurred during childhood. The true cause of Johnny's personality disorder will always be a mystery." Dean said.

"And we still don't know where the hell he is." Squishy said, "I'm personally beginning to think that he isn't, even, in this world any more."

A sudden thought flashed in Abigail's head. "Did you check if he used the door systems in the factory?" she asked.

"We did. But found nothing." Mike said.

Dean rubbed her chin slightly. "I might have an idea on where he could've gone." she said.

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I just wanna make a quick note: Please know that I don't have a grudge or hatred towards Johnny. And that in MU I understand he's perfectly sane. But for my fics he made a perfect villain for this. But I would like to apologies to any Johnny fans out there if your offended by this.

Just wanted to get that out of my chest quickly.

In the next chapter, we check on our old friend Randall. The guy is still fighting! NOTHING MA will occur though. Just a dark Johnny.

Please R&R and have a nice day/night ^-^