Author's Note: So this is chapter seven quite serious. Near to nothing no humor, but humor will return. Everybody expects it after this chapter because we all know what happens after Nny comes back to life x3.

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

Chapter Seven- "No More Stars"

-Madison's P.O.V-

I stared at Roy, what he was saying didn't make any sense. The end of the universe? He saw my disbelieving face and said, "When lets say a human waste-lock dies or expires, reality is flushed all away along with it's shit- into oblivion. "

"Oh my god… You don't mean…?" I asked having a horrible realization.

"Your dear friend Johnny is expired. The beast has been set loose." Roy finished my thoughts.

I ran to The Room quickly grabbed my sword and some knives. I ran to the door getting my shoes on.

"What the hell do you think you're doing!" Roy shouted grabbing my shoulder.

"I'm going to help Johnny, or at least say good bye." I croaked.

"Oh no you're not, we're waiting right here until this all blows over. I'm not letting you get killed." Roy snarled.

"So what if I die!?" I shout and before he can answer I'm out the door racing down the steps not trusting the elevator. Roy was yelling right behind me the entire time. I raced across the lobby and out the doors I went.

I made it to Johnny's house in no time, I was reaching for the doorknob when Roy yelled, "What kind of question is that!" he grabbed my wrist.

"Once… Once my only friend is dead. There's nothing left for me, that's why I didn't kill myself in grief when he left the first time. I still believed he was alive somewhere that I could find him, now that he's dying. Do I need to explain further?" I said staring at the doorknob. "Nobody cares about me, the loser, the outcast, the loner. Everybody just wants to see me dead, so why should I stay alone here? Be ridiculed because I'm different? No more…" I said biting my lip.

I could feel Roy's shaky grip on my wrist- it wasn't pleasant.

"So…that's what you think huh? You think nobody ever cared about you? You know what!? I do! Okay!? I don't want to see you engulfed like the other one! Both of you mean so much to me! How can you stand there and tell me that insane bleeding artist was the only one who ever cared for your existence!?" Roy sobbed his grip loosened and I felt a bit of weight (obviously his head) on my back.

"I…" I stuttered. He lifted his head and turned his back I turned around myself and saw his shoulders were still shaking.

"Damn it…!" Roy muttered furiously wiping at his face. I smiled weakly, I put my hand on his head.

"Roy, you're like the little brother I never had." I said, it was so weird. His hair felt so real between my fingers, but to any other person I'd be just swiping at the air.

"Lets go. We'll watch each other's backs'. Okay?" I asked. He turned around and nodded, he went first and kicked open the door.

Madison and Roy entered the house; they heard voices in the room off to the right. They walked into a room, a girl, a man and lying there bleeding on the floor was dear Nny himself.

"Johnny!" Madison gasped as the man kicked Johnny's head in, Madison tackled the prick throwing him to the side.

Madison kneeled down beside Johnny, screaming his name. Roy stood behind his eyes closed. There was a rumbled and the girl to the side muttered "Oh… shit."

A large monster of grotesque features burst from the floor underneath the man. Madison stared up at the horror, pupils tiny. The monster looked at Madison with whatever eyes it had and charged at her. Madison instinctively placed her hands on her head waiting for her doom.

…She heard a sniffing noise. She felt her hair blow back and forth, Madison blinked and looked up at the monster- it was sniffing her. The monster made a soft approved noise and licked Madison. It continued it's rampage at the man, both the monster and man disappeared out to a void.

The girl stared over the edge, she slowly started to morph and disappear. The walls of Johnny's house also disappeared along with the floor around for except the piece of flooring Roy, Madison, and Johnny were floating in open space.

Madison rose slowly staring all around eyes wider then ever, Roy stood up beside her- shocked. Madison started gently slapping her cheeks several times muttering, "Wake up…wake up."

Reality blinks back with the inside of Johnny's house and the floor also. Madison blinked again Roy tugged on her sleeve and pointed out the window. The street returned as well as houses and the night sky.

"What the fuck?" Madison said staring around tapping on the floor several times checking if it did actually exist. Once satisfied she made her way outside.

"Looks like reality is being re-installed." Roy said peering around.

"Re-installed?" Madison asked as Roy stood beside her.

"Yes. When the waste is flushed away, they do have to bring back reality. If they didn't do this you'd not be alive right now." Roy explained.

"I see." Madison said quietly then turning and entering the house once more.

"Where are you going?" Roy asked.

"Inside… To double check if he's really dead." Madison whispered grief wracking her voice.

Roy stared as she slowly closed the door. He thought I…we weren't fast enough.

Madison kneeled down beside her dead warped friend. He had the largest hole in his head only widened by that horrible man. Madison hasn't cried, she wanted to but no tears came.

"How come? Is this what you wanted to talk about that day when you snuck into my apartment? That you wanted to die…?" Madison asked the corpse.

"I wish I could have said good-bye. Maybe re-pay you for all you've done for me. But you would just say 'oh you don't need to repay me. That's what friends are for.' And for all its worth that damn principal did was make use into two nutcases. The crude irony, Have fun in hell…" she wept.

Madison's eyes remained dry. "Damn it…" Madison mumbled, "I guess I better get a cloth-" she looked down to see a message written in blood.

Sometimes…

You can cry until there is nothing wet in you.

You can scream and curse to where your throat rebels and ruptures.

You can pray, all you want, to whatever god you think will listen.

And, still, it makes No difference.

It goes on, with no sign as to when it might release you.

And if you know that if it ever did relent…

It would not be because it cared.

She looked to Johnny's fingers that were shining with blood. Madison gently picked his hand up, it was cold and lifeless- not much change to when he was alive. Madison stared still; she began to fall deep into an endless hole of pictures, memories, and fears.

-Roy's P.O.V-

I saw Madison holding her dead friend's hand her eyes growing more dim and lifeless. All this death… and the living acting as one are starting to become the norm unfortunately.

I sighed and stood behind her I was a bit confused to what she was thinking. I also hoped that she didn't become a zombie her mind trapped in memories. I placed both my hands on her shoulders shaking her slightly enough to get her attention.

She shuddered a tiny bit and looked up at me with eyes never changing. Still dim, still terribly empty- she didn't say a word.

I offered "Come on… I'll, sigh, help you clean him up."

As much as I regretted going near a corpse. She was going to need some kind of help. She stood and grabbed Johnny's ankles lifting them; I placed my hands in the cold blood under his arms and lifted him also.

We carried him into the room over and gently placed him on the couch. I started to rapidly wipe my hands clean on my pants.

I watched Madison walk to the bathroom and wet a cloth with water. She walked back and started to clean away the blood. I shook my head thinking why can't we just send the corpse to the funeral home to be cleaned and what not? But… I guess it can wait.

-Two Days Later-

No change in Madison's mood or in fact her expression. She barely says anything beside a few mumbles. It's really irritating me.

One strange thing that has happened is- yesterday the gaping hole in Johnny's head went away and a band-aid randomly appeared on his forehead. Talk about strange! Madison probably put it there and closed his bloody eye. The freak is obviously rotting in hell.

Why hasn't she sent the damn body off to the funeral yet!? It's getting sadder and more pathetic each time I see her weep. We have more important things to think about then the late Johnny C.

-3:00 AM-

Madison was leaning against the wall staring, not a single thing had changed. Roy watched her in disgust; he poked the doughboys knifed to the wall. A Bub's Burger Boy appeared on a broken vanity not to long ago.

"When are you going to be human again? You zombie." Roy asked breaking the silence.

"Jeez you're acting as dead as he is…" Roy pointed at Johnny.

"I can imagine how upset-" Roy was cut off by Madison's raspy voice.

"No you don't have any idea how upset I really am." She said.

"You think you know everything about me! Liar! Leave me be." She growled.

Madison settled down to a sitting position and continued to stare. Roy glared and stomped over his shadow loomed over her. He grabbed her wrists she looked surprised memories hitting her like rocks.

"You think this? I knew something as haunting as this would get your attention or dare I continue this skit?" Roy asked maliciously.

"No! Stop! Please, please… Don't do this…" Madison begged.

"No… Look at me…" Roy imitated in a perfect young Nny voice.

"Let me go! Please!" Madison sobbed struggling hard against Roy's cast iron grip.

"It isn't fair is it? Being trapped by your own memories, fears, and pains you thought you buried away. The thoughts you cover up every time you stab somebody. Let me tell you something, and you better listen." Roy said tone the same.

"Guess why these things suck Maddie. I basically lived in your memories the ones you bury away! While you sleep I drown in these memories. It isn't fair! The only reason why people like you kill is because you bury away all those god-forsaken thoughts! That's why dear Johnny lost all of his! He killed them; it's his own fault! Not those Doughboys! They just tried to escape them! And if you don't change your attitude you will end up being an empty corpse like dearly departed Johnny!" Roy said venom dripping from his every word.

"You people make me sick, I don't know why I wanted to become human. You're all the same." He said letting go of Madison's wrists.

Madison stared eyes wide. Roy still stood- fists clenched waiting for her to say something. She stood, Roy even though he was smaller then Madison he still seemed bigger compared to the vulnerable Madison.

"First…" Madison mumbled.

Her eyebrows knitted together she brought her hand back and slapped Roy's face. Roy's eyes were wide he held his cheek staring blankly.

Madison's sparkle returned Roy noted. He smirked slightly then started to laugh loudly. Madison raised an eyebrow.

"Fuck you! I'm not done! Are you laughing at me?" Madison snarled.

Roy was down to his knee's holding his sides.

"What the fuck is so funny?" Madison demanded.

"Shut up! Oh jeez ha ha ha ha, shut up! I'm going to burst a gut!" Roy pleaded through fits of laughter.

He sat down taking deep breaths "Shit! I can't believe that worked." He smiled up to Madison's furious face.

"I knew something like that would hopefully kick start your brain from that fit of depression." He said still smiling.

"You mean… All you said was just to wake me up!? You lying fuck!" Madison roared.

"I wasn't lying. Everything I said was true. And I meant every word." He said seriously.

Madison's expression softened she said quietly "I see."

Roy sneered and sat back triumphant he finally drilled some sense into her.

"Thank you." Roy looked back to her a bit startled. Madison continued, "I am sick and I don't want to end up like Johnny. After all if I continue to bury away my past I'll regret it in the end. I can't promise I will stop killing, though I will do it for more… worthy aspects. Even though you said it's to late for me to wake from my delusion, I think I've already woken up." Madison said smiling.

Roy smiled in return as well "That's a good start… Now what do we do with him…?" Roy said but Johnny's corpse disappeared.

"What the hell? Dead people don't just move on their own." Roy walked over to the couch to examine it, seeing large clumps of Johnny's black hair where his head was.

Madison stood, then bony hands stretched out from the shadows and one latched onto Madison's mouth keeping her from screaming and the other dragged her backwards.

Of course Madison was scared out of her wits, but the frightened thoughts evaporated when she heard a familiar snicker. The hands withdrew and Madison turned to see her undead friend Johnny C.

"Ha ha… Your face- priceless!" Johnny laughed.

"Holy…shit." Roy mumbled.

Johnny hadn't changed except maybe his hair, which resembled two horns. Madison gasped and started to poke his head.

"You…are really alive. But how…?" Madison asked.

"That's a long story." Johnny said catching Madison's poking finger.

Johnny began to tell Madison and Roy of his little adventure through Heaven and Hell. He soon finished and said, "I wonder if I'm still crazy…"

"I've been to heaven and hell… and I still don't know if there is a god or devil." He finished quietly.

Madison and Roy pondered, Roy spoke first "I can confirm there is such a thing as hell and heaven. I don't understand why's they just sent you back. Then again Hell is for stupid dead people." He said unfazed by Johnny's resurrection.

"Looks like they hated you so much, they didn't want to deal with you Johnny. Ha and ha!" Roy joked.

"You shouldn't be laughing, or celebrating Roy Boy. I'm your problem now." Johnny smiled evilly. Roy frowned.

Madison sighed and said, "whatever their intentions… I'm glad your alive Nny."

Johnny gave her a genuine smile and said, "still I feel so strange. Unfettered!! Things can be different now. This is big! I must think this out, it's important. I'm at the threshold of something grand and new." He announced.

Still smiling he looked around then a bored expression came to his face. He sat down in front of the TV and turned on Scumby. Madison joined him letting her body finally relax.

Roy shook his head "Man… Humans always going from one extreme to the other…"

End of Chapter

I'm such a quoting beast. Did you see it all! Thats what I call lazy hand. When the writer get lazy and instead of twisting the same content and making it his/ or her own. They just stick it in there like nobody's business. Lazy hand people, its hard to avoid!

-Darkarise