Last one in this damned series. This is just a random series… This has NO effect on any of my other fic's… So… yes. I don't own Johnny or Devi… Jhonen does. I also don't own the lyrics: Audioslave does.

On a cobweb afternoon In a room full of emptiness By a freeway I confess I was lost in the pages Of a book full of death Reading how we'll die alone And if we're good we'll lay to rest Anywhere we want to go

The funeral was that day. Johnny didn't really want to go. But he might as well. He had killed her. He couldn't stand to be there though.

He grabbed his trench coat and his backpack, and headed out for the cemetery. He would stay for a few minutes, than leave, and go back home. Or maybe he would go to her apartment, and snatch a few more paintings. He had hung the paintings he had stole from her on the walls all around the house - some in the living room, but most were in the basement rooms below the house.

In your house I long to be Room by room patiently I'll wait for you there Like a stone I'll wait for you there Alone

When he got to the cemetery, the funeral had already begun. Johnny heard the squeaking of Spooky, meaning that Tenna was there. He found her, and stood near her. She kept squeaking the doll in his ear.

"So, you're that guy." Tenna whispered as the man said words about Devi. "That guy… that tried to kill Devi."

"Shut up." He muttered, glaring at the man standing over the coffin. He wasn't doing justice to Devi's deadness. Johnny walked up to the man, and quietly stabbed him in the back.

"Devi. Some knew her better than others. I am one of those who knew her that wishes I could have known her better." He began. "Killing Devi was the hardest thing for me to do." He got a few gasps from the crowd. Tenna laughed loudly. "I didn't want to do it this time. Well, I did. But the first time I attempted a try on her life, she beat the shit out of me. I deserved it. But this time, as I held the gun to her head - and I hate guns, mind you - she told me to do it. She told me to pull the trigger. That was the last thing she said to me. I know now that I will die alone. And if I cant die, than I will always BE alone."

The people looked at one another, than back at the speaker. Johnny nodded, smiled, and kept going:
"Most of you must have been good friends of Devi's. But that isn't going to stop the mass murder I have planned for you all." Tenna squeaked Spooky, than ran off. "Alright… All of you except Tenna… Now… If you would all not panic, because I am about to administer your DOOM!"

On my deathbed I will pray To the gods and the angels Like a pagan to anyone Who will take me to heaven To a place I recall I was there so long ago The sky was bruised The wine was bled And there you led me on

He grabbed his backpack, opened it, and brought out a bunch of 'tools' he always carried on his person. He threw dozens of knives at the fleeing group, and even tossed a few small bombs into the middle of the crowd. They were screaming and running, which made Johnny laugh loudly, above their screams and the bursting of bombs.

After his little fun, he walked back home, whistling Ode to Joy. He smiled as he entered his house, setting his backpack and trench coat on the couch. He flopped onto his bed, staring at the ceiling.

He was awakened by knocking on his door.

"Who the fuck is knocking on my door!" He asked MEAT, or maybe he asked himself, he wasn't entirely sure. He walked to the door, and opened it a crack. A hand stuck Spooky in his face, and he jumped back, letting the door go as he fell to the floor. Tenna stood in the doorway, giggling madly at the fallen maniac.

"I liked that little show you put on at the funeral." She laughed out, walking passed Johnny, heading towards the couch. "So… Yeah. What's going on, Johnny C.?" She asked, squeaking Spooky. "Yes, Spooky, this is the crazy man that killed all those people at the funeral."

"You TALK to that thing?" Johnny asked, pointing at Spooky.

"Yes… And he isn't a THING. He is my friend. My only friend now…" She glared at Johnny.

"Alright…"

"So, you really shot Devi in the head?" Tenna asked, eying Johnny.

"Is that why you came here? I have better things to do than sit around and answer your stupid questions." Johnny walked to the basement door, and turned the knob.

"Hey! Wait!" Tenna yelled as Johnny stepped onto the first stair. She was right behind him, squeaking that stupid toy!

"What… do… you… WANT!" Johnny turned and slapped Tenna down to the ground.

"He IS mean, Spooky… You were right." Tenna whispered to the doll.

And on I read Until the day was gone And I sat in regret Of all the things I've done For all that I've blessed And all that I've wronged In dreams until my death I will wander on

"Go away Tenna." He said, and slammed the basement door in her face. He heard her walk to the front door, and leave. He was glad that she was gone. She reminded him of Devi. He walked down the many flights of stairs and ladders until he reached the fifth floor, where his favourite room was. He called it his 'Salvation room'. He grabbed his diary from the pocket in his trench coat that he had secretly grabbed after letting Tenna into his house.

'Dear Die-ary,

I did it. And I intend on annihilating anything that remotely RESEMBLES emotions now. I don't want to love. I don't want to hate. I believe this means that I am going to stop killing. Just existing. But how can I do that? I cant help but get angry! And my anger is so over-powering that it takes complete control of me… and I just give in. Stupid, disgusting, so many words to describe how I feel right now. I killed everyone at the funeral today - except Tenna… She ran away. Eh. Shit. I am going to get a BrainFreezie.
J.C.'

He stood from the floor, and stepped onto the ladder. One day, this would all be gone. He knew it would. He'd destroy everything, or try to. He'd make it so that he couldn't get passed a certain level. He'd make himself blow the stairs up some day. But not today. He walked away from the room, and the house, to get away for another hour. Ah, loneliness… Bliss. He loved happiness.

In your house I long to be Room by room patiently I'll wait for you there Like a stone I'll wait for you there Alone, alone

FIN.