AN: So busy lately. I hate high school. I've been spending my weekends with my friends. My days with my school. And my nights with my homework and bed. I'm blowing off my homework to do this, so appreciate it.

Chapter Seven: What the FUCK Is Going On:

Before Alice could say a word, Jhonen was on the floor, writhing in pain. His head, his body and limbs, all engulfed in violent pain. Those chills were back with a vengeance. He thought he was going to vomit.

"Jhonen? Jhonen, oh god! What's wrong?" she asked, panicking. He never randomly crumbled in pain. Thinking of it, though, who did? "Are you having a heart attack!"

His body collapsed on the floor. He pulled himself onto the couch.

You want to try to keep me out of your head? You can't! There's no way, Jhonen! Alice was and still is your key, but you went from one extreme to another! In finding her, you've completely given up on completing Johnny's story. He's been trapped in an in-between world of confusion, and prolonged pain. Johnny wanted to get rid of his feelings. Since you've stopped paying attention to him, it's been like an everlasting enema, if you will.

"Why are you doing this to me?" Jhonen hissed.

"...Jhonen? I didn't do anything to y-"

"No! Alice, no. Not you...Him."

She looked around, frightened. There was no one in the room but them. "Ok then..." She said. Maybe this was it. Maybe he was actually going crazy. Would he try to hurt her?

She hoped not.

Maybe he was possessed.

She sighed. Not another one.

"Him who? There's no one here but-"

"Behind you! Move!" he yelled and pulled her out of the way. She picked herself up off the floor and looked in the direction he was staring.

"...Jhonen...What the hell is going on?" she asked upon seeing a painfully thin, gaunt man...That bared a remarkable resemblance to Johnny C.

"...Johnny. Why are you here?"

"You left me in misery, Jhonen. You left me to die in a pool of my own pain."

"I didn't create you to be filled with emo-y goodness, so be clear please." He said, raising an eyebrow.

Alice ducked behind the couch.

"Fine. You came. You changed the things going on around me. Then you left. You left. You left without ever finishing what you started. You never resolved my problems, and now I have to do it for you. It's sickening, really."

"Listen...I know I've been lax in the keeping of a story line. But-"

"NO! No excuses, you florescent-haired fuck! I REFUSE to be subject to this treatment any further. NO!" Johnny yelled, and slowly advanced, "You took something from me. I want something of yours."

"Take whatever you want. Just don't hurt us."

"Us?" he said, finally realizing that Alice was in the room. "Us. I like that word. Hurt sounds good, too. Let's make haste then."

He leapt over the couch and grabbed Alice by the hair. Jhonen froze. If he did something to her...

Johnny backed into the kitchen, her struggling to free herself from his grip the whole way, and grabbed a knife from the block. He held it to her throat and she stilled.

He was having flashbacks of the race up the stairs...The fight for Kaz's life...

When he blacked out and fell down the stairs...

He let Kaz die.

Not again.

"I'll kill you if you hurt her." He said in a dark tone he'd never used before.

"I'm better off dead without an ending. An ending is all I want." He said, "I want something good for a change."

"So you've finally accepted the fact that I control your destiny, not you?" he said, testing.

"Make it so that I do."

"...Fine. Tell me what you want." He said, and gestured for Johnny to follow him. He brought Nny into his room, and showed him his drawing table, paper and supplies.

"See? This is where I made you. Not originally, of course, but you became who you are right here." He said, patting the seat. Then he picked up the last comic, and slipped it out of the plastic envelope.

"This is the last we see of you." He said, opening to the last page. He showed Nny, and as he let Alice go and dropped the knife, he grabbed the book, eagerly. He stared, intently. He remembered. He remembered that night, that last die-ary entry. He remembered the length of time it took for his hair to come back. But...

Something...

He felt a pull...

Jhonen picked the comic up off the floor. He thought so. Johnny had been sucked back into the comic. He looked at the forlorn, distraught expression gracing Nny's face, and decided he'd start tomorrow on an ending. A real one. No open ending where some fan-bot can come in and destroy and taint. Not that they wouldn't try anyway, but hey. Why not try to make it indestructible?

Then he looked at Alice. He was kind of surprised she was still in the general area, and not running away.

I guess she wants an explanation. He thought.

She had a right to know the truth.

And in truth, he didn't know why there was an air of shock in the fact she was still sticking around. She'd seen some insane stuff. Granted, this was more insane than most, but she could apparently take it. This led him to the knowledge of one more thing. If she could accept the disturbing things that went on in his life – such as his characters coming to get him – then...

She was perfect.

"Father, I've sinned..." he said, looking at the ceiling and trying to joke.

"So I see." She said in a quiet manner, and smiled, "Since my life was just threatened, can I know why?"

"Ok. No problem." He said, wondering what she might thing of the whole part where the 'Voice of Reason' led him to her in the first place.

This was going to be a long, long night...