Chapter Six

The Nest

HDM: yes well now you have Papa Roach stuck in your heads, let me throw you off track to show you guys Devi in this whole predicament. Even though I'm really just writing this without much reviews...

Now Johnny C. you seem a bit depressed lately. Why not catch a flick? I hear The Fly is playing at the late night cinema

I don't think so...my brain is so fucked up I cannot even remotely enjoy seeing a movie.

Ah but you see that's your problem! If you go outside , your brain will feel less screwy.

Hm...I never considered that one...maybe this depression is getting a bit old

Yes! That's the spirit Johnny boy! Go out and enjoy living!

Funny...I feel better already

Sometime Later

Johnny C. comes across a dreary looking building. In neon red letters it glows The Nest. Johnny quirks an eyebrow upon reading the title of the establishment. 'Queer name...' he mused to himself but goes in anyway. His senses are bombarded with cheap incense, blaring music, and red beams coming from above. He can see all the cult groups surrounding one another as the leader drolls on how they will conquer society.

As he walks toward the podium near the entrance of the club; a waitress comes and greets him with a smile. "Hey! Welcome to The Nest, home of the ooky and the spooky! Sorry, lame line but that's what I'm paid to say." the awkwardly chipper person claims, "My name is Melinda and are you alone tonight good sir?" Nny just gave a respected nod. Melinda pushes a button, calling someone to seat Johnny. Another unusual cheery girl comes out with a pirate's wench costume and a tray.

"Hi, I'm Cam! Follow me and I'll get you a table!" she chirps while leading toward the seating. Johnny follows, moving past the void of black-wearing heavy makeup monkey slaves. He sits down and looks at the menu but finds none of the food appetizing. Two figures walk toward his table. "Hi, I'm Vince, this is my darkling Lily." this man states with a superior tone. The man called Vince wears what most people would find transvestite-ish, a black dress and a bit too much makeup. Lily looks like all the chains on her will make her collapse but she shows no strain.

Johnny would interrogate him on why he must validate himself to be near me but then again his social life is down the tube...meaning he should make a good impression. "Yes, well I am Johnny C.; is there a real explanation why you two are here?" Johnny states coldly. "Well we want you to join our little circle, Johnny." Lily says to Nny. "Actually, I think I will st-" before Johnny could finish his sentence ten or twelve darklings appeared around the table. "stay?" he finished as he eyes everyone looking ridiculously alike.

"So Johnny, what's your cult name?" Lilly asks him with a wicked grin. Johnny quirked an eyebrow at the question. "I am commonly known by as Nny if that's what you're asking." Johnny states coolly. He hears a wave of snickers and whispers among the clad of darklings. "Nny? I heard wanna-be Ozzy freaks with better names!" Vince howls. Other goth zombies howl with wicked laughter. Johnny feels something pitted in his stomach. 'Is Meat planting emotions in me or am I actually embarrassed?' Johnny thinks to himself. 'Either way, all of him have to die...'

"What gives you the right to judge me based off of a fucking name?! You have no regard of other feelings but your hideous selves!!" Johnny spat. The people get a bit uncomfortable with the yelling but still keep the same sneer. "I think I will go..." Lilly says but notices her ankle is shackled to the table post. "How the hell?" Lilly inquires while pulling her leg but it was in vain. Under the table you can see little Reverend Meat shackeling everyone's ankles to the table.

Why are you helping me, Meat?

Well, you did go out and listened to me. I figured I should help you unlike the Doughboys and that rabbit.

Hm...I still don't like you but thank you...

You're quite welcome, Nny

"Now let's have a little lesson about the common human being." Johnny claims as he takes out a knife. One of the darklings yells, 'He's got a knife!!' but it's too loud to hear anything but the music. Johnny throws the knife into the voice box of the shrieker to shut the person up. "Rule one, NO INTERRUPTING SOMEONE WHEN HE OR SHE IS SPEAKING!!" he shrieks when he takes another knife and twirls it around his fingers.

"Rule two, Give fellow man the common decency. Meaning NO LAUGHING IN HIS FACE ABOUT A FUCKING NAME!!!" Johnny lunges several knives in the throat of Vince, now gagging on the blades and his own blood. More shrieking is heard and all of the Goths are now trying to escape his wrath. Johnny slices off Lily's head in two seconds. "Rule three, do not pretend to be something you're not. You're still filthy, monstrous, humans and you're not superior to anyone else!!" he yells while holding the stump of Lily's head clutched in his hand by the hair. He throws the head at someone else.

"Rule four, do not give anyone else a reason to judge you. If you don't like them sneering at you, DON'T GO AROUND AND DO WHAT YOU KNOW THAT THEY DO NOT LIKE! IT'S NICE THAT YOU LIKE SOMETHING BUT DO NOT MAKE YOURSELF A TARGET OF JEERING BECAUSE THAT'S WHEN YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO COMPLAIN!!!"

Johnny walks out of The Nest knowing that he eradicated more mindless monkeys this fucked up world doesn't need. He wonders why certain teens get sucked into cults or groups like the one he encountered tonight. 'Maybe they're not sure of themselves, therefore they want something or someone to make them think that's they're something.' Johnny mused inside. 'Maybe...just maybe I'm like that aswell...'

HDM: so sorry for not updating but fyi you should expect more random chapters and Squibbly World and not so much romance as what it felt in chapters one and so on. Ciao!