OH! I forgot to put the disclaimer in the first chapter! PLEASE DON'T SUE ME MR. VASQUEZ!

Disclaimer: I do not own any IZ or JtHM characters!

OK everyone! Time for Nny's Mary Sue! Why am I putting exclamation points after every sentence! I'll stop now...

"Common Jo! Dance!", screeched my friend Ema

"Not now, I'm not feeling so well...I think I'm going to go home...", I said as I walked out of the dance club. It was about 12:30am and I wanted to crawl up in my bed and read. I didn't sleep much because I had insomnia. (A/N: GASP) I am tall and very skinny, even though I ate as much as the next guy. My hair was a black-blue color, like somebody punched it. I was walking along the dark sidewalks when I heard a small noise. I whipped around, nothing. (A/N: Or something!)

"This lack of sleep is getting to me...", I sighed and kept walking. Suddenly, a wave of darkness swept over me and I blacked out.

When I woke up I felt like shit. I looked around, I was tied to a weird machine thing. (A/N: Get ready for a really long conversation everyone!)

"HEY...WHO...WHERE AM I? WHO'S THERE?", I was getting very scared, my body ached.

"Stop yelling, it annoys me."

I stupidly looked down, and there, was a creepy looking guy.(A/N: But then again, look who's talking.)

"Where am I?", I said, much more calmly

"Just another room in the world..."

"Listen, that's real swell and all, but can you please tell me why I'm here?"

"Oh, no specific reason. I just needed to feed the wall."

"Um...last time I checked walls don't eat." (A/N: YOU KNOW NOTHING!)

The crazy guy laughed, "What I meant was the thing behind the wall will escape if I don't keep the wall wet with human blood."

"Blood! But I didn't do anything to you!" (A/N: Your alive, that's bad enough!)

"I didn't grab anyone in particular today, it's just I haven't feed the wall in a few weeks and the thing is pushing through."

"So...is that the only reason why you have all these torture devises here?"

"No, I usually I just pick the people that don't deserve to live."

I raised an eyebrow, "Who made you the judge of humanity?"

He smirked, "My names Johnny, but since we're having such an interesting conversation, you can call me Nny."

"Uh...my name is Jo...listen...have you've ever tried to go a counselor?"

"No, they brainwash you! Asking the same questions over and over again!" (A/N: A life lesson for the kids.)

"What are you afraid of? I bet if you got the right help, you could live a normal life!" (A/N: And YOU can get a life!)

"Why are you trying to help me, can't you see that you are going to die anyway?"

"Haven't you've ever thought about the lives you could be ruining? How many mothers you have killed and torn away from there children? How many sons will never see there fathers again?" (A/N: That's right, sprinkle your Sue dust...)

"..."

"I bet if you let me go I could help you...you're a little insane." (A/N: No really?)

Nny took his knife and cut the locks loose and walked upstairs, Jo following slowly.

3 weeks later

Nny's Pov

Dear Die-ary,

Lately, I haven't felt the need to kill as much. Rev. Meat also stopped talking altogether. Is it because of Jo? (A/N: More like the crazed fan girl behind this story) Is that even possible...for me to feel love?

I admit, this chapter was just a little more realistic than the last one, but that would still probably NEVER happen. Jo and Nny would start dating and Nny gave up killing all together (like I said NEVER.) Up next is Dib, The paranormal investigator!