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Disclaimer: I don't own Nny. JV does. I hope he never finds this. I know he'd want to kill me. I also don't own sailormoon. Takeuchi Naoko does. Good for her.

This particular chapter was written by Hailey McCarthy-Goode

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In But a Dream

A Sailormoon-Johnny the Homicidal Maniac Crossover Fanfic

Chapter 8 ~ she moves in mysterious ways...

"Oh my, now this changes everything." 'Nny's shrill, sarcastic voice

hung in the cool air. Underneath the cold ground, below his feet, the

earth rattled as if in fear, but no one felt this but Hotaru. These

feelings spread through her slender body…

Beautiful am I? Hmm, well, this DOES change everything.

Hotaru's eyes narrowed just slightly and she gave an evil wink to

'Nny.

"So, do you think that this is what you still really want to do. I'm

just like you you see, I understand your feelings. I am you. I am not

filth and scum like the rest… I see it. The lonely, dirty city,

waiting outside to expose everyone for what they're worth. But I hate

that, and you know it. I'm not like them. I'm you. Johnny C…"

Johnny's head spun. He couldn't think of this. This pond scum being

him. No, she was one of them…

Or is she?

"No, no your not like me. You're them. You speak for… THEM! You see

what they see and not what I see. You are worthless as they are. Now

SHUT UP! I don't think I need to hear you again for now." He took the

silver tape he had previously taken from her mouth and began to place

it there once more. Hotaru's white teeth came up in defense and

started clacking and clicking. Shooing him away. Trying to bite at

his frail fingers as they tried to do their work.

"Hmm, feisty one aren't you?" Nny had backed up, afraid of the saliva

in her mouth being able to so freely run along his fingers. He

wouldn't let her do that to him. Take away his pureness. Become one

of them by the exchange of liquids. Become… THEM!

Devi… is she Devi…?

In answering to his deep and darkened subconscious he shouted into

the cold room… "NO, SHE COULD NEVER BE DEVI… NEVER!" Hotaru looked at

him in surprise and Nny took the chance to pin the sticky tape onto

her supple. He backed away and gave Hotaru a glance of pure disgust…

Can't you see it Johnny, Johnny C. Can't you. Come on, I know you

can. You don't have to resist it anymore. She's yours. It's Devi all

over again. Are you going to fuck it up encore?

Yes, I think I am…

He grabbed his blade from the floor where he had put it after the

tape incident. His hands trembled as he picked up the strong grip…

And if I do screw it up, what difference does it make. She's dirty I

tell you. Dirty like a dead carcass, which she will be soon enough…

soon enough…