Author's Note: This is it! Yay! (Unless I decide to make an epilogue. I won't. I'm sick of doing this now) So, enjoy. Let's see how our Nny makes it. I thought about this chapter for months on end, the idea sticking to my brain like glue. With that stated, let me say, this turned out NOTHING like what I thought or even hoped. Oh well. This has been a shitty day, and I wrote this in twenty minutes without blinking. *Rubs her eyes mercilessly* Oh well. I think I captured demented crap and overall bizarre stuff pretty well. I can't feel too sorry for Nny, however. Afterall, his (Or her) diver's Ed. notes aren't LOST! Before I start rambling on how much I like Sonic the Hedgehog, I'll end this here. As I said before: Have fun! (No, wait... I said 'enjoy.' Oops) ...........*Falls over dead*

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Nny sat down, scowling to herself. "Touch me, and you die. Talk to me, and you die. Breathe on me, and you die."

"Yo babe, I don't see what yo problem is!" the persistent little man continued, taking a swig from a bottle of beer that appeared out of know where. "I mean, I'm doin' you a favor, skinny girl. Don't you wanna get laid-"

"That's it!" Nny couldn't take the pure ignorance and venom coming from that asshole's mouth. Too stupid to realize the turmoil his kind produce. But... If this guy was immortal... "Shit. I don't care who or what the hell you are, but I'm gonna kill you!" Her frown turned to a smile. "I'm going to rip out your organs and enjoy it!" Cat-like, Nny pounced upon the man, knocking him over, and crouching on his chest. She ripped from the elevator a shard of razor sharp metal.

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Devi had just finished a hard day at her temporary job. She returned to the hotel, hoping to get a good night's rest. "God... The art business is fucked up. That's all it is, business. I can do anything for myself, but it won't get me out of this hellhole..."

"Gyaaaaa! Stop! The pain! AAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" screamed the inside of the elevator shaft.

"Sweet angry jeezus, what the fuck is going on here?!" she decided to ignore it, and go back to her room. The shrieks continued, louder and louder as she ran upstairs. "This is too much! Did someone get stuck in the elevator again?" The screams stopped, suddenly, as Devi halted in front of the elevator entrance, and was about to press the button. Suddenly, a pair of hands pried the door open, and a strangely familiar girl hopped out, blood smeared all over her clothes, and the blade of metal in her mouth. "Oh my...!" Devi exclaimed in shock.

"D-Devi?!" she stuttered.

"You sick fuck! That's what this was about! You're him! You're HIM!!!" Devi shrieked.

"It's not my fault! I-I-!!"

"So what are those!" she pointed at Johnny's breasts. "You pathetic psycho. You did all this just to stalk me didn't you?! And stalk all those others?!"

"You don't understand!" Johnny protested.

"I understand fine that you are a sick freak! And you deserve to die more than that of the people you dissected!" Devi shoved Johnny against the wall. "I prayed I would never meet you again, but now that you're here, I think I'll do the world a favor!" she yelled in a cooky way as she stole Johnny's knife from inside her coat.

"Um.... okay..." Johnny muttered with a shrug. Devi held the shard outstretched behind her.

"This is for months of hating the world! This is for the time you stole! Die!" She shrieked, thrusting the blade at the girl in front of her. As Johnny demonstrated on himself, it bounced off her flesh. "Sweet angry... Is that a body suit?!" she exclaimed, ripping open Nny's shirt. ".....................Is that Victoria's secret?"

"DO YOU MIND??!!" Johnny pushed her away, holding her shirt closed. He turned back to her for a second. "Listen, I've been having a few problems. I didn't come here to see you. And for the last time, I'm not going to kill you."

"Hmph..." Devi muttered. "Why didn't you die?"

"Because I have the curse of Satan...."

"Okay... Bye!" Wanting to keep at least one shred of her sanity, Devi ran up the stares, hoping she wouldn't be followed.

Soon, she was out of his sight. "Thanks for the help..." Nny muttered, slumping against the wall. Then, he heard a thumping coming from the elevator shaft.

"Bitch! Ya took my organs!"

"Ack!" Johnny jumped up a mile, and sprinted down the stairs. "He's from Satan, he's from Satan!"

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From inside her room, Devi could hear Johnny run by screaming. Frustrated by her curiosity, she swung open the door. "Okay, what the fu-!!!" Devi nearly froze seeing the dead guy with a gaping hole in his stomach, complete with dragging intestines running by. She lunged back in and slammed the door. "It's official, I'm never leaving my room again...!"

"Just give up already!" Johnny screamed as she lunged back at the dead guy, knocking him to the ground. "I don't care if your dead, I'm going to TRY and kill you anyway!" Using all of the longest blades she could find in the kitchen, she pinned him to the ground like a frog prepared for dissection. "Now, I'm leaving!" Taking a moment to breathe, she ran out the door. As she continued running, hoping she would find a familiar road, she muttered to herself spitefully. "I always hated when I would be chased by assholes, but this is dead asshole! Argh... Come on! Can't I get a little help?!"

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"Muahahahahaaaa!" Senior Diablo laughed maliciously. "Now this is what I call good entertainment! But alas, I'm bored. Time to look for a new victim." Senior Diablo changed the channel on his favorite target. "I'll be back to check on you in a year or so, Mr. C." Senior Diablo then changed it to 777, and saw a cute little boy, sitting with his ragged teddy bear in the insane assylum. "Great, a new fresh mind to corrupt..."

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Devi leapt up when she heard a knocking on her door.

"Devi! It's me!" Tenna, her best friend shouted.

"Oh shit, I'm getting paranoid again. Come in..." Devi muttered, wiping the sweat from her forehead.

"Hey, how's all been?" the spunky girl asked squeaking her favorite skeleton squeak toy, Spooky.

"I've been better I guess."

"That's a bad sign, isn't it? Last time you said that, you went berserk and killed an evil dolly painting. Please tell me this isn't that!" Tenna pleaded.

"No... but... Is it a bad sign when your former homicidal boyfriend comes back as a woman?"

"Sex change is common in criminals."

"And is invincible..."

"Maybe you didn't try to kill him right...?"

"And is being chased by a dead man whose organs are falling out of his body?"

Tenna thought a moment. "Yeah, that's bad. Worse for him, I'd say."

Devi narrowed her eyes. "Her."

"Yeah, you're a really creep magnet. I wouldn't sweat it too much. Let's go to a movie!" suggested Tenna.

"I don't think so. I'm not leaving," Devi argued.

"Fine. Well, it's a movie I really like, so um... Don't go nuts and try to kill anyone with a croque mallet, okay?"

"Yeah. Whatever." As Tenna left, and closed the door behind her, Devi was left in the darkness. She didn't have any reason to get up and turn the light on, so she laid back on the floor, and thought about gaping orifices in a dead man's stomach.

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Johnny sat back in his house. Everything was calmer now, the problems were obvious. "I guess I'll be stuck like this forever. Oh well. Let's see. I'm a girl. I'm immortal. And of course, I have a rather conspicuous pet." Johnny looked over at the crazed rotting corpse he kept in an electrified cage.

"C'mon babe, lemme out already? We can screw! Yow!" Sparks flew everywhere. Johnny was calmed by the smell of burning rot. He leaned back and smiled.

"Maybe tomorrow will be better."

*Are you sure?* Reverend Meat asked, with his saucy smile. *Things can't get worse than this!*

"I know. I know."

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Author's End Note: Well, that's it. Yep. No happy ending, hearts and flowers. Just a stinky, dead, immortal dude; if that made any sense. Well, that's what life gives us, right? Whatever. I think writing this has killed more braincells than the time I watched Entertainment Tonight for five minutes. May my soul find rest.