Nny or Nii-san?

Chapter 04

Johnny woke feeling as if a lightining bolt had hit him. He looked around, he didn't see Squee, so he called. "Squee?... Squee! Where are you?... Squee? Are you here?" There was no answer. "SQUEE?" Still nothing. "Fuck! Wher-" Johnny remembered that the kid had been playing at the park when he fell asleep. "FUCK!" Johnny bolted out of his house and started running down the street. Some instinct told him to grab his knives on the way out.

He stpooed after a few blocks to catch his breath. There was no sign of Squee yet and he was starting to panic. He swallowed it and continued to look, despite the stab of pain when he inhaled, from his loss of breath.

"SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" The scream shattered the night like one of his hammers on one of his victims skulls. Johnny turned towards the sound.

"... He's got to be close!" Johnny half said, half panted. He turned the corner toward the sound and saw at the other end of the street, a crowd of people, circling something beside a street light. "...Squee..." All he could think about was that he had to save the child, at any cost!

He started to run toward the group. As he neared, he saw that it was indeed Squee, but he was still too far away to do anything yet.

The group was some lower rank branch of a gang. They had weapons out and were threatining the boy. "Common, you gotta have something on you. Anything?"

"N-no! I-I told you! I don't! Please don't chop me up!"

"I think we just might..." One holding a gun said.

Silently Johnny drew his daggers and lunged. He stabbed one of the group in the back, whirrled around into the center of the ring and pulled his daggers free in one move, now his own body was blocking Squee.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" One of them cried.

"He killed U.J.!" Another shouted.

"Boss? Boss!" Yelled another.

"KILL HIM!" The one with a gun shouted.

"Come and get me you fuckers!" Johnny sunk into his nightmare mode.

"Oh... please be okay... please..." Squee sobbed.

They attacked as a group. They circled him than lunged all at once. Johnny spun and slashed three of them, who promptly fell. "Only four of you left?" Again they attacked as one, and again Johnny fell three of them in one move. He then spun to face the last of them.

"Y-YOU FREAK!" The gang member aimed his gun at Johnny, and in the darkness he couldn't see it clearly.

"DIE ASS-HOLE!" Johnny shouted in his mad state.

Squee was huddles beside the street light and had his eyes screwed shut. "Nny... Nny... Nny..." He cried over and over again. "He'll be okay... He's a grown up... He can handle a few thugs... I really hope he'll be okay..." Squee's eyes were closed, so he didn't see the gun fire, but he heard and felt it!

Johnny's sub-concious heard the bang, but he didn't realize what it was until the last thug had been run-through. It was only when he paused to catch his breath, that he realized that when he inhaled he felt the most intense pain he had ever experinced, and that he couldn't breathe. 'He hit me... he shot me...' Somehow though he thought it, he didn't believe it. He tried to take another breath, but his lungs wouldn't inflate. Then he believed it! 'I'm dying... SQUEEEEE! Squee, where are you? Are you alright?' His mind screamed. His knees gave out first and he fell foward onto them. Then his weakened body fell onto its side.

"NNY!" Small hands rolled him onto tis back and Johnny saw the beautiful night sky above him. "Nny?" Squee's face came into focus.

"Squee?"

"Nny! I'm here! You'll be alright!" The child was already crying.

"Heh... It's too late..."

"No! NNY!"

Johnny summoned up the last bit of air in his lungs and said, "Take care of yourself Squee..."

"NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNYYYYYYYYYYYYyyyyyyyyyy!" Squee cried into the night. He was replied with silence from all around him. He shook his dead friend and gave up. Nny was really dead. His vision went too blury to see from tears as he fell on top of Johnny sobbing.