Author's Note: So this is chapter six...Yeah. It smells really bad in here... I hate it. Anywho... I'm really distracted right now. Anyways one song that fits so well with the scene when Roy is all serious and stuff that song is Imaginary by Evanescence . And you could almost call it Madison's theme, but that depends on you after all. Sooooo distracted...tap tap tap.

Disclaimer: I do not own Jhonen Vasquez's idea's or any of his characters.


Chapter Six- Fucked Up From the Start

-One-Week Later-

Madison was in her pj's (purple loose top and lime green pants) she was reading a semi-thick novel. Complete silence, not even the shuffle or a footstep from Roy, or the creaks of furniture.

Roy recently started developing this strange sock fetish; he thinks Madison is completely oblivious to this she isn't. He stole and stashed Madison's clean socks… Then sniffed them. But lately Madison has been waking up to sock less feet after going to bed with socks on. She hasn't found his stash yet but it'll turn up eventually.

A new sound made it's way into the apartment. Steps across the floor Madison listened not paying much attention to her book.

When silenced ensured again Madison's eyes grew heavy, and shut. She snored loudly finally asleep.

Minutes later Madison came from sleep to a warm breath on her face. She opened her eyes to the face of Nny inches away from her face.

"You have a nice nose." He said then bent back up to standing position. He was bent over studying Madison's sleeping face.

Madison jerked her head back a bit surprised, and it hit the headboard of her bed. She placed her book on the night table beside the paper rose and began furiously rubbing the back of her head.

"Argh… My head." Madison mumbled.

Johnny walked over to the other side of the bed; he flattened out a sheet and sat down. Madison hugged her knees and watched Johnny bounce lightly.

"So how's the job hunt coming along?" he asked.

"I haven't had any call backs yet unfortunately." Madison replied.

"What were you reading there?" He asked, eyes switching to the book on the end table.

"Bran Stokers Dracula." She answered.

Awkward silence.

"How come you're always so nocturnal? Do you sleep?" Madison asked breaking the silence.

"I benefit from Insomnia. I detest sleep." Johnny stated.

"I see. So what brings you here, into my bubble at this hour?" Madison asked.

"I consulted with Nail Bunny. I'm not so good. I'm growing more and more sick and-" there was a rumble from Madison's closet and Roy seeped through the doors screaming his head off. He ran and leaped across the room, then tackling Johnny to the ground on the other side of Madison's bed.

They landed with a thud and an angry curse from Johnny. Johnny instantly shoved Roy away from him Nny was also the first to stand.

"Don't touch me you gremlin! Don't touch me again! Evil little goblin!" Johnny shouted to the ground where Roy was still.

"I was only protecting Madison from your sick intentions!" Roy shouted back standing on his tipy toes.

"You shit face idiot! Fuck! You heard wrong you moron!" Johnny pointed a bony finger at Roy.

"What? Y-you weren't?" Roy stammered he glanced at the glaring Madison then looked back to Johnny. He blushed a new shade of red; he just made a big fool of himself.

"If you weren't the goblin you are I'd ring your bloody neck! If I had a knife on me I'd stab you where you stand this very moment! Go back to your damn socks!" Johnny shouted.

Roy gasped and said "You knew about that!?"

"Who doesn't you jackass!" Johnny sneered.

Roy took a few steps back his face unreadable and then seeped through the closet doors once again. Madison stared at the closet for a few moments then glanced back at Johnny who was muttering angrily under his breath while pacing back and forth from either side of the room.

She sighed and first approached Johnny. "Nny? What was it that you were going to tell me?" She asked calmly.

He didn't stop pacing but answered, "I forget. That goblin cowering in the closet made me forget my damn train of thought! Bastard!" Johnny ranted.

He stopped and huffed "I'm leaving don't fuss about what I was going to discuss. Good night." He strides over to the door and Madison listened to his foot steps leave and slam the door behind.

Madison turned off the light muttering "Whatever…

-One hour Later on Nny's Roof-

Johnny was staring up at the starry sky lying on his back, letting the cool winds of the night pass through his soul.

The wind mocked him with false coldness, only chilling his skin not his soul. The only way to leave and silence the evil doughboys forever was to rest himself. Nail Bunny didn't say anything today. Will the Bunny disappear to?

All these thoughts swirled in Johnny head, like one big angry storm. As if on cue clouds blocked Johnny's view of the stars and the rain began to pitter-patter all around him. He was soon wet, but relentless he continued to stare up pretending the rain wasn't there. He wanted to see the stars he'd soon be flying over, Johnny chanted quietly "rain, rain go away… come again another day…Fuck."

He sat up finally feeling the weight of the water that his shirt absorbed, Johnny stepped down to the ledge of his roof and he slipped without warning he fell to the wet ground with a thud. He miserably got to his feet, the fall obviously not affecting him very much.

Johnny walked into his house, and went into the kitchen looking for something tasty to eat

-Madison's Apartment Some Day's Later-

Madison was sitting quietly watching a movie on the couch. Roy hasn't come out of her closet for a few days now. Madison wasn't very concerned whether or not Roy was alive or not. She thought frankly he's being a big baby cowering with my socks.

The movie ended and Madison stretched, she got an interview for Radio Shak tomorrow.

She twitched at the sound of banging down the hall. She turned her body to see Roy with his arms full of socks, trying to pick up the ones he missed. He looked up to see Madison watching him. He gasped and ran and seeped through a door and all of the solid socks he was holding heaped into a pile in front of the door. Madison knocked on the door saying "Roy… It's okay you have a weird exotic obsession with my socks. You don't have to become a closet case." She said leaning against the door.

Silence…

Madison could hear him sigh he began, "you don't know much about me do you?"

"No, I don't." Madison replied.

"The reason why I was being a closet case was because I was pretty embarrassed and a lady from Hell found me." Roy seeped through the wall and was wearing a serious face.

He sat down in front of her on the other side of the hall staring at his hands. Madison also sat down and waited patiently for Roy to continue.

"See… Humans don't create voices but I (we) came from a different dimension. Time over there is different also. Anyways we're all immortal beings I'm actually over a century old." Roy explained.

"So how does this tie into Hell?" Madison asked.

"It does, I'm not done yet. So the people there have one and only one goal in life and that's to be human in this world… Centuries ago a method was created and is used effectively on humans. Our source of life comes from any human we're holed up in, this method requires a vast amount of brain (usually imagination) waste-locks usually are extremely rich in imagination waiting to be harvested by my people who use this method."

Madison nodded uncertainly. But let him continue.

"But the flaw to this method is it leaves the human a zombie or in Johnny's case one crazed up froot loop." Roy said.

"Hold on… Johnny's imagination was sucked up because he was this…waste-lock?" Madison asked.

"Yes unfortunately. His house holds a kind of portal to my world where this world's waste is stored; it has turned into a monster of sorts. Now this ties in with Hell because the organization that well organizes the people from my world to using the 'method' teamed up with Hell, since apparently Hell has good connections or whatever. Long ago when I was young like everybody else I wanted to be free."

"The method of waste-locks was the only method of becoming real. It is a service to people who want to be real. They send you through a lot of tests and this prepares any given 'voice' a real chance to survive. I went through these tests, but later on I realized what I was doing, and when you my real assignment my true chance to become real at first I was excited, because you were a strange and unique case. We didn't want your imagination but we wanted your talent."

Madison stared trying to understand. But she wanted to hear more then try to understand it.

"But I got scared, so I ran and hid myself inside your head not doing anything to corrupt and or prepare your brain for harvest. As you can see I didn't need to do anything you're already pretty fucked up to begin with. Until now I've been wanted in my dimension, and the lady from Hell warned me to come back and face my punishment for violating the rules. Don't be surprised everything has to have rules." Roy finished.

"Even if I did go back (which is impossible now) I'd be treated like a lab rat. Becoming semi-real was a freak accident; it's never been done. They would have eventually come after you…" he said quietly.

"So… I'm this waste-lock?" Madison asked after a few moments of silence.

"Yes, And Johnny's unfortunately a waste-lock as well. He was assigned two voices because his imagination was so large, those voices… Are becoming more powerful as we speak. On some level Nny is slowly dying." Roy said.

"We have to help him!" Madison said jumping up.

"There is nothing I can do. I'm a fugitive remember?" Roy replied bitterly.

Madison grabbed his shirt collar in two hands and said, "That doesn't matter! If he's dying, there must be some way to help him! And you're the only one who can!"

Roy was glaring now he pushed her away and said "Well this is my life, since I know so much about yours... I though I was doing you a favour by telling you about mine. Why not? You were sucked into my life from the very beginning. Telling you about it was the least I could do." Roy snarled.

"Hang on. I haven't told you one thing about my past." Madison said.

"You don't realize how boring it gets when you're sleeping. I've seen all your memories, feelings and thoughts. I know you better then you know yourself." He said.

"I know how much you hate Johnny's parents. How much you missed your parents. I know how scared you were when hanging on Justin Timer's wall in the house of 777. The house where your 'friend' currently lives. He uses the same room you were in when you were forced to drink some and I quote 'nifty poison.'"

Roy's expression was cold and heartlessly staring at Madison. "Next time try to pick and choose your words better, control your emotions dear. We're at the point of no return Madison you couldn't wake from this delusion now even if you wanted to. Didn't anybody ever tell you never sleep never die? Johnny seems to win a point here sleeping is a horrible human feature." He said maliciously and walked away leaving Madison to contemplate the information he just told her.

-Two Days Later-

Madison finally got a call back from Radio Shak; she starts today, with normal hours of work and possibly less imbecilic co-workers. She had to wear a uniform; it was just a normal red shirt with a collar and white letters stitched into the top of her shirt. She wore her normal pair of jeans and was ready for her first day at her new normal job.

Madison showed up to work on time, taking the cashier that morning. Roy decided to go along as well but was silent more then half the time.

"No sir… You can't eat that." Madison sighed to a babbling customer. He kept asking if the floppy disk could make a good lunch.

Roy kind of snickered while Madison tried to keep her temper, and patience. First day and she's already irritated. But finally Madison convinced the man there was tastier 'floppy disks down the street in the salad bar.

"Sigh…" Madison was relieved she didn't shot off about how big of a retard 'sir' really was. But at the same time being irritated another customer disappeared behind the rack of electronics.

Madison's gaze fell on Roy, he was still pretty upset with her. They hadn't spoken to each other for what felt like weeks. He was intentionally staring at something else. The store was bigger then most but nobody was around to hear her, "Roy how long are you going to stay like that?" she whispered.

He was still silent giving her a cold shoulder.

Madison continued, "I'm sorry… I'm sorry I can't completely understand you're life everything is very confusing. I'm also sorry that I can't be of any help to your dilemma." She apologized.

Roy glanced in her direction, a small smile on his face he was about to say something when a customer banged a large box on the counter making both Madison and Roy jump.

Madison whirled around to face…Johnny. Behind her Roy gritting his teeth about to spit fire and brimstone at Nny.

"Johnny you scared me. So how are you?" Madison asked relieved it wasn't another dumbass.

"Hello Madison, greetings Roy Boy. I'm… not so good actually." Johnny said in his normal gloomy tone.

"I'm sad to hear-." An angry Roy cut off Madison.

"My name is Roy! Not Roy Boy! And where do you get off being friendly like that after what happened?" Roy said stepping up to the counter pushing Madison aside.

"And what are you going to do with that damn Robo-Arm? Going to off yourself or serve some drinks to your guests?" Roy asked sarcastically.

Madison rolled her eyes, folding her arms and tapping her foot impatiently waiting for him to shut up.

Johnny stared seriously, he laid the money on the counter and walked out of the store not saying a word. The serious stare Johnny gave was a little suspicious. Was he really going to kill himself with the Robo-Arm?

-The Next Day-

-Madison's P.O.V-

I was having the most restless sleep in my life. My eyes blinked open all the thoughts of waste-locks, Johnny, Roy's life. Roy when we got home yesterday went into detail about waste-locks and what the people he worked for wanted exactly.

I had this horrible gut feeling something bad was going to happen. Something really bad. I sat up, I didn't even change into my pj's it was about 2 in the morning. Somebody started to knock on my bedroom door and Roy's face appeared after the opened door.

"You still awake?" he asked.

"Yeah I am. I can't sleep." I said stretching my arms. "Is something wrong?" I asked, he walked over to my bed and sat on the edge beside me.

"Yes… Something bad is going to happen." He replied looking at his shoes.

He obviously knew what was happening and was having trouble trying to tell me what was going to happen.

"Are you going to tell me?" I ask.

"…Yes."

"The end of the universe is near…"Roy said in a horse whisper.

End Of Chapter

Argh...its smells reeally bad! Snake's Crap has a smell! And I'm forcing myself to be in this room while that smell is two feet away from me. It's horrible. Ok so the sock fetish right? I blame that on my friend. She ran through the school halls screaming that. It was hilarious until she was sent home with a note from the principal. Trust me I laughed. How could I just ignore that call to make Roy all crazy over socks? Would you!?

-Darkarise