Devi awoke with a horrifying scream, clutching her stomach in pain and realization of her surroundings. She was back in her room again, back in the same old cobweb infested room with boxes and garbage and dust and the too-low bunk-bed boards above her head, which she had hit it on.

"Oww..." Devi whimpered, massaging her forehead with a gentle thumb and let her tired eyes close again as she let out a sigh. She tried to remember what her dream had been about before she woke. Was it aliens, zombies, spiders... Johnny?

No, she stopped herself. That freak doesn't know the password into my 'peaceful' dreams. It had to be something else, and she decided to go with zombies. But she paused herself for a solid moment, reminding herself that zombies and Johnny were way too similar to become a different thought. Aliens it was, then!

Devi's thoughts were interrupted as a head swooped down right in front of her and began hissing like a cat, covering it's arms with a dark cape.

The lavender-haired Devi fell back onto the bed, this time hitting her head on the white wall behind herself, but ignored the pain, her mind focused on her increasing heartbeat. She sighed with relief as she remembered the certain someone who spent the night at her place last night because her room was currently being rearranged.

"Damn, Tenna..." Devi growled, narrowing her eyes as she let them adjust to the dark for once. "Why do you intend on giving me mini heart attacks every waking moment of the day?"

"Sorry." The darker haired girl giggled, shoving a Spooky in Devi's face and squeaking him like crazy. Devi's instinct was to slap the dog-toy away from her, though she didn't even intend to, it was just a reflex.

"Mr. Spooky!" Tenna yelped, jumping from the top bed as the doll was sent flying across the room. She dropped the black blanket she had used as a cape and retrieved the royal toy. As she spun around, she shot a glare at her friend and stuck her tongue out, storming over to her and holding the skeleton squeaker right in front of her face.

"Spooky think's you should apologize." Tenna said with a glare, waiting for a response.

"Devi thinks Spooky should go die in a hole and stay in the hole this time!" The pony-tailed girl hissed, her arms crossed over her chest stubbornly. Tenna gasped and pulled the ridiculous toy closer.

"You wouldn't dare!"

"Don't bet on things that you know you wouldn't win." Devi smirked, sitting up again. She motioned her hand towards the doll with a growl. "Give me that cursed thing, now."

Tenna let out a scream and raced out of the room with her doll, not even bothering to close the door. Devi left the frightened Tenna to a head start as she slowly got up, rubbing sleep from her reddened eyes and looking for something decent to change into. She decided on a simple white and grey striped T-Shirt and slid into a pair of socks while she was at it. Her feet were cold.
I really need to get used to this, it's Winter for god sake.

Eventually Devi had tip-toed out of the bedroom, closing the wooden door behind her as she glanced around with a wicked grin. "Oh, Tenaaaaaaa." She whispered creepily, emitting a croak-like growl like the Grudge. Tenna hated that movie, so surely she let out a squeal and jumped from her hiding place behind the couch and shook a doll in her hands.

"I've got a Spooky and I'm not afraid to use it!" Tenna yelled, raising an eye as if daring something to attack her, though she knew that Devi was just fucking around as she saw a figure step into the kitchen.

"Hey Tens, I already think I know the answer to this, but do you want any coffee?" She called, a head poking up from over the counter to look at her.

Tenna shook her head no with a sickened look on her face. "I hate coffee, you know that by now, Devi. The mysterious frost that comes it scares me with it's taunting disgrace. Voodoo stuff, Devi. Voodoo stufffffff."

"It's called steam, smartass." Devi rolled her eyes as she took a small sip of the thick drink, pulling back slightly as it stung her lips. She always got up in the middle of the night to make a hot cup of coffee, leaving it in the microwave so that it could cool off a bit, but yet still be hot by the time she woke up. The only reason why it was so warm now was the simple fact that it had been 4 a.m. when the dream had woken her, and she didn't feel like going back to sleep, so she was lucky that Tenna was too an early riser to keep her awake.

"Is it still too early to go to that store down the block?" Tenna finally spoke, sitting on one of the chairs at the counter and swirling her finger in circles on the shining black table. "I'm hungry and you have absolutely no food here but... coffee. Don't you eat, Devi?"

"I eat when I'm hungry, but recently I haven't been too willing to eat since I beat Sickness. Just because I quit my painting job doesn't mean I don't still have the inspiration to paint." Devi responded with a slight sigh in her tone as she looked down at her coffee which she no longer really had a taste for anymore. "The store should be open by now, but don't rely on it too much. Because it opens early, it also closes early."

"Kay!" Tenna simply barked with a smile, springing up from her seat and trotted over to her purse, gently setting Spooky in to his own little pocket in there. It was actually made for holding a cellphone, but obviously a squeaking dog-toy was much more deserving for the spot. "And do you want me to pick you up some more paints? I know you're running low on them." She glanced over at some of her recent drawings, slightly raising a brow. "You should really stop using red so much."

"Uh, sure!" Devi responded, trying to distract her from the blood that she drew on some of the papers. "Red would be nice, and uh... maybe some white?"

"Devi, the paper that you paint/draw on comes white." Tenna glanced back at her friend, throwing her purse over her shoulder. "At least I think...? You couldn't ha-"

"You know what?" Devi sighed, rubbing her forehead in irritation as she stared down at the floor, though she appeared with her eyes closed. "I'm fine with the paints. Just get yourself some food and whatever you need then come back, kay?"

The crazed girl nodded, but opened her mouth as if she was about to say something. To Devi's relief, she just closed it again and shrugged, heading towards the door while humming a tune that she couldn't quite recognize. As Tenna turned the golden knob of the cold door, blinding light from the other side had set ablaze, Devi flinched at it and backed up like a vampire. But as soon as the door opened, did it too close. And when it did, it slammed shut and caused some of the things placed on the shelves around her to rattle slightly.

"Shut up!" An aged voice shrieked from below, soon came a tap from what seemed to be an old wooden broom and the barking of dogs from another level in the apartment.

Poor pooches, Devi thought, resting her head on her chin as she stared down at the floor as if she could see right through it. Must be squished up against the wall somewhere down there.

Devi gave a small chuckle at her own though, but then regretted it. The laugh only made her feel more alone about herself. Sure, she had Tenna, the greatest friend that you could get! But who out there had actually understood her as well as she understood herself? Hell, maybe even better than she understood herself?

Devi slumped down on the ripped couch with a sigh, staring at the black screen of a dead T.V, quickly looking away. Ah yes, poor little Devi felt lonely and confused. What were she to do with her life now instead of talk to the walls around her? These sick, emotionless, watching walls that would taunt her for many years to come.

Devi couldn't stand this anymore, she finally decided that she needed to get out, to break free of this place. Throwing open the cold door, she flinched at the stinging light, but kept on moving and let the door slam shut, giving a satisfying smile as she heard a yell from downstairs. But she didn't look back, no, nothing was gonna stop her today, no ma'am.

- Johnny's POV -

"I can't." A voice growled from behind a boarded up window, only a few scraps of light shone from it, but barely even enough to brighten a single strand of grass from the earth. "I can't, I can't, I CANT." It returned, but as a scream. A foot continuously stomped on the creaking floorboards of the room.

"The voices... they get so... fucking... loud." A finger jabbed through the air, directing towards a bloodstained door, on the other side were shrieking idiots, idiots who knew damn well what was coming to them when they messed with someone who had two knives right in his hand. "You see, it's them who should be punished, not me! I did not a single thing wrong, yet they still hate me for something that they desperately deserved in the first place, a person to show them that the world isn't as damn near pretty as they think it is!"

It was the familiar voice of Johnny C. talking to himself again. No voice in his head, no other organism in the room, just himself and the wall. The slender creature paced the room thinking to himself. No, not think, but rather reassure. The criminal didn't let himself think too much in fear that he would someday begin to convince himself to change his mind about the situation, or just loose his temper all together and loose his ability to think at all.

"If the voices get so loud..." A voice whispered from the other side just a few feet away. "Then why don't you just kill us?" There was hesitation in the male voice, Johnny could tell that, and it was quite stupid of the man to continue on. "Or at least let us a free maybe? We haven't done anything to you!"

The door immediately swung open, making a flake of paint from the walls to crack and flutter to the ground like a leaf, resting on the ground right by the man's shoe. "No, you're wrong." Johnny hissed, storming over to the fairly young teenager who dared speak. "All you're nagging and nagging gets you nowhere in life, it just pisses people off. People like me! See with those fucking opticans in you're brain and look at the mournful screaming this world has yet to end in. My laughter feeds off of you're sorrow no matter how well it is, you just continue screaming though! It was funny then, but my amusement has had a bit too much for breakfast today, perhaps? Thought I taught it not to play with it's food, but damn I guess it's so hard not to!"

Johnny shook his head in disappointment at not the man, but only directed to no one but himself as he brought a knife close to the teenagers freckle-infected face. "Hush now, quiet now, child. Once the blood start's moving then is when i'll end the playing." He threw one of the weapons, though it purposely missed, stabbing straight through the man's shirt and into the wall, pinning the teenager to it.

His feet had been nailed to the floor so that he couldn't run freely around the room wherever he wanted to. Though his arms and hands were free, which meant that if he fell, well... his ankles were pretty much screwed.

Johnny gave a glare at the other victims who had fell silent, watching and shivering with fear as he taught the idiotic teenager a lesson. The slender figure soon snaked out of the room with a bow. "Right, I'll be back in about an hour to do that again." (Quoted from the comic) Before slamming the heavy door shut again.

The screams were silent now, they fell to hushed whispers, which Johnny was quite pleased of. Now he had enough time to do whatever he wanted. Happy Noodle boy? Nah. He had lost inspiration in drawing for his comic many months ago.

Johnny C. was bored, indeed. And with a quiet sigh, he put his back to the wall and slid down it, letting his body slump to the floor. He had no emotions running through his mind right now. No pain, no hatred, no pleasure, simply nothing but empty, and his expression showed nothing less than just that.

For a moment, he almost wished the voices would come back.

Authors note

Chapter a little short? Well, i'm going through some stuff right now, I just couldn't quite find as much inspiration for this chapter XD.
But anyways, yes, Devi is going to be featured here, too! It's going to be like many of the other fanfics of Jthm you see. With some of the main characters Johnny, Devi, Squee, and of course there is going to be romance later on. Of course, what's a story without romance?
Hope you enjoy it, the next chapter should be up soon 83