Sickness Returns Chapter 5: Revenge of the DAMNED!, a jhonen vasquez fanfic

A/N: Yet another chapter finished for my loyal reviewers and readers, it's been a while had slight writers block, not the normal kind, but the kind where you have TOO many good ideas. Yeah, so REVIEW AND SHIT! WHEEE! I'm high on Creature Feature, and my neighbor's blood right now…so this chapter may prove to be a source of comedy, if you like some fucked up shit like I do…

Ch 5: Revenge of the DAMNED!

I sense your confusion, why is Johnny taking a sleep study? Well, remember the end of SQUEE! #4? And Johnny needs the money they give him to pay for the release fee to get Squee out of there…

But anyways, Johnny was for the last time lying on the white cotton sheets that covered the old dentists' chair they used for these sleep studies. There were at least twelve odd wires stuck to his head and a few stuck to his arms, in colors ranging from bright green to dark purple. He had insisted that he ware his normal clothes, not at all liking the thought that complete strangers would be watching him for hours while he wore next to nothing. It was an uncomfortable thought.

The lights had dimmed, and Johnny's eyes slipped closed. He drifted through the darkness until with a bright flash he woke up in a different little house then the one he had seen in his last dream, this one was so eerily familiar. His gaze drifted over to the cage sitting in the corner, inside a small bunny.

The little thing sniffed at its surroundings, its black eyes shining almost like buttons. Its fur was discolored red from the blood that had gotten on to its snow white fur when Johnny had taken him from the pet store. It wasn't human blood; it was the blood of the rabbits it had been caged with, who had been taking his food away, which was why Johnny had killed them.

The small creature reminded him so of Bun-bun, who he had given away to a child that he had taken the parents of. But the voice was still there, telling him when and where to find the man that had killed both of his parents. Everyday he would ask if today was the day, yesterday he said that it was very close, and today he asked once more.

'Is today the day?' he thought to the creature in his head.

Why Johnny, today IS the day! Remember that he will be at Nub Foods at eleven tonight, alright?

'Alright,' He thought.

He happily walked towards his unaware target, his back was to Nny, and his prey was scanning the area for his newest victim.

Nny by this time was eighteen, he had recently graduated in a class of two-hundred thirty-seven…in the beginning if the year it was seven-hundred eighty-eight. He was practicing on all of the deserving fucks who had messed with him. Now he was silently watching the person he had intended on killing, but it was anti-climactic.

The man suddenly looked behind him, and despite the fact that he hadn't seen Johnny since he was seven, he immediately recognized him, and bolted. Nny smiled, excited that this would be more eventful then planned.

He chased the man through a park, Nny had almost caught up when he climbed up a tree, and hiding in the branches he leaped from tree to tree.

"Fuck, it!" he climbed up the tree, and followed the sound of the branches shaking. Being so thin Johnny was able to easily slip through the tree limbs and glide over the gaps in-between the trees. Soon, his prey was within eye sight, but he fell out of the tree. Nny jumped out of the tree after him, followed him behind a Pizza Slut, and smacked him over the head with a pipe that he had picked up. He fell to the ground unconscious, and Nny leaned down and cut the back of his tendon.

He dragged him back to his house.

When he walked up to the house realized why it was so familiar, it was the house he lived in to this day. It was in considerably better condition; the grass was still green, the light yellow paint hadn't started peeling, the windows had glass in them, the sidewalk was completely crack-free, as was the drive-way, everything was clean and new looking, Johnny was sure that if he could see it from where he was standing he would see a freshly painted 'Land Here' on his roof.

He walked in and dragged his still incapacitated victim down the stairs. Everything was clean in here too.

Thump…

His head smacked the stairs repeatedly, it was an aggravatingly hollow and echoing noise, but Johnny could practically imagine the migraine he would develop when he wakes up. He stopped for a second when a thought came to him, and smiling he kicked him down the nearly endless staircase. He tumbled and fell smashing his face against the stairs, and then he began the long painful descent with many a cartwheels and summersaults.

He walked down the steps and by the time he reached the bottom his victim had regained consciousness.

"Why Nny, id's been do log hasn' it?" he was missing some teeth from the fall, making him spit blood on the floor.

"Yes it has," Johnny said with a noticeable contempt. He grabbed a pitch-fork from the wall behind him, and quickly swung it towards his leg. It jammed through his limb and got stuck in the floor; he flinched a bit but held in his scream.

Johnny revealed a bat that was on the floor near his feet, He pulled it high into the air and brought it down repeatedly on Delis' other leg, crushing and breaking it in a few places, causing considerable internal bleeding. He drew back the bat and swung into his chest, breaking a few ribs and collapsing a lung.

He coughed up some blood, and clutched his sides in terrible pain, "Guh, ehh." He threw up some blood in front of Nny who was having a fit of laughter. He kicked the man a few times in his side; the boot was so sharp it caused his mess of organs and blood to slip out.

He had finally died.

Nny happily walked up the stairs, and towards the cage. He had stopped laughing for a moment, but when he saw the small creature he went back to his laughing fit, even though he didn't realize it.

He heard the laughter, and looked down on the fuzzy ball of…fluff. (A/N: Awwww…Iz luvz da bunny-wunnyz! :3) He glowered at the yet to be named animal, "You're mocking me aren't you!" he accused the severely unaware animal "You think it's FUNNY that he did what he did you fuck? Well, it wasn't for me you sickening vermin! You don't deserve to breathe!"

He ripped the previously tranquil animal from its home pinned it to the wall. Grabbing a nail, and positioning it between his fingers, he withdrew a hammer from the coat he was wearing, brought back the hammer and with a distinct scream and *squelch!* noise the creature became still. And with that Nny brought himself back to the world of consciousness, slowly sitting up and absorbing what he had remembered this time. He smiled; he had, after all, finally been able to have the mysteries of his past revealed.

A/N: GAH! It's been too long since my last update so I will end it there…for now…R & R!