Author's Note (Monster): Hello our lovelies! Thank you for the many many views last time I updated. This story has become a way of living! Awoken is back alive and well, writing and well too. I got good news and very good news! Good news is I found myself a new girl! Very good news is we've written 19 chapters. Today we wrote chapter 18. I know I said 19 but that's because we've written chapter X, one we can't place in numbers yet but it's something that'll happen for sure! Enjoy!

Bloodspinat: I waited for you but I got too excited over a new chapter, sorry. Still, much hearts from us if you're there.

AquaTheFreak: Relax! I got all 4 of your reviews, they take 2 days to show up because you're a guest. I love how you went through the trouble of rewriting your review 4 times. Honestly, I've started to like Deuce because of this story even though I used to 'dislike' him. In a sense I loved the music but hated his persona. This story can't end because it's my favorite of all stories I've written. We've written 19 chapters now. If you really love yaoi and Hollywood Undead, I suggest you check out my HU stories, in the future and present, because I'll always sneak in some slash. Nothing smutty yet, I'm still too prudish for that. Enjoy and welcome to the dark side as my reviewer!

"Excuse me, miss. Have you seen a guy with brown hair, beautiful sparkling brown eyes and awesome tattoos getting dragged into a car while he was unconscious?"

The woman screamed and smacked her purse into Funny Man's face. "You creep!"

Behind the Mexican his friends snickered. "Nice job, detective."

"You got a better idea, Jay?" Funny Man scoffed and walked back to them. J-Dog nodded, pretended to shove them all aside and strutted forward to a passerby who was facing the street, her back turned towards them. "Excuse me, miss- oh, shit, I mean sir… Imeannevermind", J-Dog stumbled while trying to get away and the others burst out laughing at his epic fail. "Smooth, Jay, smooth", Charlie chuckled but earned a glare from his friend. "Can you do better?"

"Piece of cake. Watch and learn", Charlie grinned, stepping forward towards a guy in a suit. "Excuse me, sir, can I ask you a few questions?"

The man nodded.

"Did you see anything here on Tuesday the 3rd?"

The man nodded again. "Yeah, it was very strange."

"What did you see?"

"Sorry, John, hang on. This guy here is asking me something."

"Huh?"

The guy in the suit turned towards Charlie with a phone pressed against his ear. Charlie got pale before flustering completely and strolling back to the others with his head low. The others kept their faces devoid of amusement but were dying inside. If there was one thing that was generally known, it was that no one should laugh with Charlie in his face.

"What exactly did we have to learn out of that failure?" Johnny questioned with a raised eyebrow.

Charlie flailed his arms. "You try it!"

Johnny shook his head and stepped forward towards an elderly woman. "Excuse me, ma'am. Can I ask you something?"

"What?" the woman asked, shouting slightly.

"Can I ask you something?" Johnny asked, louder this time.

The woman nodded. "Of course, honey, ask me anything."

"Did you see anything strange here on Tuesday the 3rd?"

"What?"

"Tuesday the 3rd, did you see anything?"

"What!?"

"I said: DID YOU SEE ANYTHING!" Johnny screamed.

"Hey leave that lady alone!" some guy yelled and Johnny looked at him like he was caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "I was just asking her something."

"Yeah right, asking doesn't mean yelling", the guy discussed.

"Just fuck off already, it's none of your business", Johnny begged but it sounded rather like he was flipping him off. The guy disappeared and Johnny turned towards the woman. "Did you?"

"There he is, officer."

Oh fuck. The guy was back with a police officer this time. Johnny's eyes went wide and he started running for his life. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. The other four cracked up laughing so hard their sides hurt. Johnny kept running away from the officer but eventually the man caught up with him and asked for an explanation. When Johnny explained he was just trying to ask her something but she didn't understand him, he didn't believe him. So Johnny took the officer to the lady and told him to ask her something. He did but she didn't hear him and let him off the hook. Defeated he returned to the others who were in tears of laughing so hard. "That was priceless. Just priceless!" Charlie laughed.

All gazes pointed towards Da Kurlzz. "What?"

"Your turn."

Da Kurlzz shrugged and stepped forward to a young lady. The lady recognized him from Hollywood Undead, making him blush madly and she gladly offered him the information he wanted. Soon the drummer returned to the others. "So? How did it go?"

"She used to listen to us when Deuce was still in the band so she recognized me and told me she saw someone with his mask on, dragging a body into a car. She didn't think too much of it, she thought it was someone's bachelor party or something. They drove off. It was a red Toyota with license plate 6VBV562 and went southwards. She's got a photographic memory."

"Perfect!" Johnny commented, clapping his hands together.

"She also gave me her number", Da Kurlzz chuckled.

Charlie squinted his eyes. "Which you'll throw away, right?"

Da Kurlzz rolled his eyes and wrapped his arm around the rapper. "Maybe I'll call her. I kinda like jealous Charlie."

"Fuck off", Charlie hissed and shrugged off the arm.

The drummer sighed and threw away the number of the lady. "Happy now?"

Charlie clung to his side again. "Very."

The five boys walked southwards in search of an apartment with a closed car park and a red Toyota in front of the building. Or so you thought.

Meanwhile Deuce got a phone call. "Ah, hello, my dear messenger. How's it going?"

"I can't believe it but you were right", a female voice said into the phone.

"About? I'm right about many things", Deuce smiled, feeling slightly better than yesterday. Day 11 and 12 really wrecked him but he was starting to see everyone as objects in his game of kidnapping. Now day 13 was so much easier for him.

"About the guys. They were walking around in front of my house, asking if anyone had seen anything on Tuesday the 3rd", the woman replied, waking Deuce out of his thoughts.

"And you went outside and responded?"

"I sent them southwards to find a red Toyota with a totally random license plate. Convinced them I had a photographic memory", she dryly said.

Deuce cracked a smile. "Perfect. I knew I could count on you for that."

"Am I getting my money now?"

"Yeah, I'll give you the address and come by now", Deuce sighed, clicking the barrel open to see if there were enough bullets in the chambers. He said goodbye to her after giving her the address and hung up, swinging the gun closed again when he was happy with the amounts of bullets inside. Stupid bitch. She thought she was getting her money while she was actually getting a bullet through her head. Yesterday Deuce would've felt bad about it but today he saw her as an object. Nothing but an object, just like Danny. Danny was an object. The gun felt heavy in his hand at first but now it felt as if he couldn't live without it. It was a part of his arm now.

He kinda felt regretful for sending the guys southwards. He'd rather have them up with him in the north so he could chase them all with his bullets. He closed his eyes and daydreamed about it. Bang! Funny Man gets a bullet in his head, falls to the ground and Danny cries in terror. Bang! Danny dies next to his loved one. He points the gun at Da Kurlzz. Charlie begs for Deuce to kill him instead. Bang! Charlie dies. Da Kurlzz is miserable. Bang! Dead now. Johnny tries to be protective. Oh how long Deuce has been waiting to slaughter his smug face. Bang! Now it's just J-Dog and Deuce. He points the gun between J-Dog's eyes, hand shivering slightly. In his head he pulls the trigger on him but he can't imagine the scenery. With the others, he imagined them falling, bleeding, screaming, hurt. J-Dog's death is a blank spot, like his mind doesn't want to see him die.

Deuce curses underneath his breath, now he felt mad. Perfect timing for his anger, now he could kill the bitch and go punish Danny for trying to escape. A bell signaled the arrival of the woman. Deuce opened the door with a happy smile, guiding her towards the car park 'for safety reasons'. There he slid past Danny so he wouldn't see what he was planning on doing. The woman asked her money but Deuce only smirked.

"I'm gonna pay in bullets."

He pointed the gun at her and shot, counting each shot. "One, two, three, four, five!"

The wicked smile on his face would've scared anyone shitless. She was dead by now. He felt pumped and decided his plan for today, day 13.

He'd kill Danny today. Today was his lucky day. He'd get the death penalty. Poor little Danny was holding his broken foot in both hands and seemed surprised Deuce had entered with a unidentified woman. Don't worry, little pet, you won't feel the pain in your foot anymore when you're dead, Deuce darkly thought to himself. He grabbed his gun and pointed it at Danny. "Say goodbye now, little pet."

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