I do not own the copyright for this, I do not have permission this is for non-profit function so yeah leave it be. August 22, 2011.

The New Sensation

Dream 0 - These Streets Will Burn

There are those who commit, murder, rape, theft, genocide, crimes against humanity. There's your Napoleon's, Hitler's, Stalin's, Dahmer's, and those with no names that we just call them Jack the Ripper.

There is no mercy in their hearts, they have their good points, but when it comes to this guy he is pure evil. He'll hurt you, make you cry, and push you beyond the call of duty just for the hell of it. You may never of met the man but he'd burn you house, kill your family, and cripple you, then leave you to die in a desert of knives and lemon juice, and that's if he doesn't want anything from you.

He's killed God's, idea's, belief's, faith, and hope in the hearts and minds of every man, women, and child. Why he does it? That's a mystery, you can be cracking that riddle till you mind explodes and your IQ rises one billions times, that won't help you to figure out this freak of everything unnatural.

Not looking for a purpose or a shot at life he is looking for the biggest end of all time, a kind of ending that will bring the roof of the universe down on us all.

Unknown from the beginning to most, but even if he knew since birth, he is still a mystery only known and only named after his habit. An unhealthy compulsive disorder every little thing begins and ends with a number that number is the most basic, the most financial stable of digits, his birth name was replaced and he is known only as Mister Five.

Where he came from no one in that world knew, beyond the veil of reality, he was hurled from his throne beyond space and time and landed in a world where time even wouldn't touch him.

Since he was five he never slept a wink, since he was five he never had compassion, since he was five he lost family, friends, and was destined for a path darker than hell and hotter than the fires.

Now if you don't believe that Mister Five was evil beyond evil, crazy beyond crazy, a mystery beyond mysteries then please go on skip this, because once you know Mister Five, you can never look back.

Mister Five came into that world in 1996, a little past midnight on a Friday afternoon. It was a stormy night, from then he seemed to come and go from the sights of the all-knowing ones. Either way no matter how you look at it as time passed Mister Five became well known in the underworld scene as the mastermind of many of the world's disasters. From 9/11 to natural disasters in Japan, to the drought in Africa, all planned by him and executed by his organization known as the Plaid Mob. An organization seemingly sprung up overnight, with every kind of crook, thug, gangster, double agent, or corrupted official from America all the way to Japan.

For years Mister Five has been trying to get home but he lacked the power to do so, until he found a way to do it. Sadly the night he was putting his plan into effect the window of his escape closed as the one he needed to pass through reality was not delivered to him.

"What have I done"? Mister Five said to himself, "I honestly don't know". Mister Five was staring into the mirror at himself trying to comprehend missing his trip home. The only one there was Rick his right hand man in all affairs since he founded the plaid mob.

"I don't know sir" Rick replied trying to comfort the boss.

"I wasn't talking to you Rick! I was consulting my man in the mirror"! Mister Five blurted in a whiny gurgling voice. "I'm looking at the man in the mirror trying to make a change…" Mister Five sang in a very low tenor tone, with no beat or rhythm to his voice.

Rick closed his eyes as he was developing a headache dealing with the boss's episodes which have been becoming more and more frequent, even though Mister Five was having an episode twenty four hours a day, seven days a week he was not so out of it.

"Sir, please calm down we can get the boy next time" Rick said trying to calm him down, "we can grab him as soon as the cops drop their guard.

"No, no, no"! screamed out, "I can only go home once every eight years the veil in realities weaken when the land of Souel sends receives the energies it sends out. If I can't get the boy next time and use him to open a way through I swear I am just going to nuke this place and damn be the consequences".

Rick was a little confused by what the boss was rambling about, "we aren't kidnapping the boy for a ransom boss?", asked Rick unsure as to their purpose for trying to take the boy if it wasn't to ransom.

"Rick I'm the boss you're not supposed to question me" Mister Five said in a weak voice as he was breaking into a shrilling whine.

Sighing at his boss's craziness he was heading out the door of Mister Five's office, but stopped when Mister Five spoke.

"Rick is all my high up operatives injected so they don't dream"? Mister Five asked in a whiny voice.

"Yes sir" Rick responded.

"Are we keeping an eye on the boy so we can grab him faster next time?", asked Mister Five.

"(Sigh) yes sir" Rick said annoyed as he started heading out the door of Mister Five's office so he could go home to bed.

"Rick"? Mister Five asked as soon as he opened the door.

"Yes"? Rick responses as he stood in the doorway looking as his long face boss.

"Do you think I'm pretty"? Mister Five asked as he looked wide eyed at Rick who slammed the door on his way out.

Rubbing his hands on his office chair, Mister Five spun in around a bit then he stopped at his desk and hit the intercom.

"Lucy"? Mister Five said into the box.

"Yes Mister Five?", asked his cheerful secretary.

"Have the Rolling Stones killed please" he said back sounding a little depressed.

Lucy always surprised at his late night requests she was always compelled to ask, "Why"?

Of course Mister Five would respond as if she should already know why, "because their Rick's favourite band".

Then he turned off the intercom and sat back in his chair, for a couple of hours he did nothing. Then more nothing, until Rick came in the next morning Mister Five didn't move from his place. However as soon as Rick stormed in he turned a few nobs on the panel to his desk and a miniature map of the United States of the City popped up on his very, very, very large desk.

"Sir"! Rick said sternly as Mister Five began climbing onto his desk and over to the map as if he was swimming in a pool. "Yes"? Mister Five responded after he reached the edge of the map and started playing with little people from his Lego play set which he used to represent the countries governor's.

"It has come to my attention sir" Rick said ignoring Mister Five as he was playing with his miniature United States play/planning set, "that you killed the Rolling Stones".

Mister Five was ignoring Rick as he was playing with the governor of California and the Governor of New York mimicking their voices, "o-da-da-da, Lego Governor Andrew lego of my eggo ya-ha-hedadha-na".

"SIR"! Rick yelled out loud enough to hurt Mister Five's ears, "you know I like the Rolling Stones, you also know I was attending their live show next month".

"Well" Mister Five said teasingly "now you can expect a refund", and then he had his Lego Governator rip off the presidents head.

"(Sigh)" Mister Five began to say aloud, "I wish they voted in McCain he was already in my pockets when the election began".

"Sir I am tired of you controlling my life" Rick said totally distraught by Mister Five's lack of self-control and his annoying antics.

"Now I have been with you for over seven years now Five" Rick said, but was interrupted when Mister Five corrected bluntly, "Mister as in Mister Five Rick you know it's never just Five".

"Either way sir" Rick continued, "I don't think I wish to work for you in this capacity if you don't stop controlling my life like this".

Rick was waiting for a response but all he got was a suddenly "OW!", and childlike whimpers from Mister Five. "Owie" I cut my finger, "Rick get me a Band-Aid please (sobs) it hurts really bad".

Rolling his eyes, but feeling sorry for the childlike nature of his boss he went over to a cabinet on the far end of the office and took out a Band-Aid Mister Five kept around due to his sets sharp edges. Crawling on the table Rick looked at Mister Five's finger, it was just a little cut but with a sigh he kissed it tenderly and wrapped the Band-Aid around it.

"You know I wanted to ask you out to the Rolling Stones with me, I bought two tickets for it, just a little anniversary gift. You know I don't say this enough" Rick said as he wrapped his strong arms around Mister Five and held him tight to his chest. "But" Rick said in his ear "I love you".

Mister Five took this opportunity to take a cudgel from his pocket and hit Rick hard on the back of the head. Lying flat on his face Rick was dazed and unable to move as Mister Five sprawled from the table to the cabinet and produced some gasoline and a match. Jumping onto the table he doused Rick in gas and led a trail to the edge of the table. Rick was gaining focus as he smelled something odd in the air, Mister Five held the match in his hand and said to Rick smiling and biting his lip. "Rick, I was thinking last night… and I think to pass the years by in this world I might as well make life interesting but since we hooked up you've been holding me down so… yeah consider this relationship over" Mister Five said very calmly without any remorse in his eyes. Lighting the match he put the match to the gas and Rick was set ablaze in moments. Shortly as Mister Five left his office and shut the door behind him, the whole building was alive with smoke alarms, water spraying from the ceiling, and Rick screaming in pain.

Mister Five smiled because he knew that Rick was crying over the betrayal more than the fire burning him alive.

….to be continued.

Authors Note: Okay just so everyone knows. I am not 'this' Mister Five, I use this character for most of my profile usernames so I don't forget it. This Mister Five is a villain in my continuity universe. His actions and behaviour is total unique to his character and should be considered a different person from myself. This is just to set up the antagonist so I hope you didn't read this hoping for some Freddy/John vengeance… well not yet anyway.

Also I want to let anyone know even though I receive many good comments and messages I do not appreciate the haters out there who troll my inbox. If you're reading this trolls LEAVE ME ALONE! OR I AM GOING TO STOP THIS, IT'S NOT FUNNY!