Sailor Moon Fan Fiction / Fan Fiction ❯ In But A Dream-A Sailormoon-JTHM crossover ❯ DARN TURKEYS! ( Chapter 16 )

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Disclaimer: I don't own Nny. JV does. I hope he never finds this. I know he'd want to kill me. I also don't own sailormoon. Takeuchi Naoko does. Good for her.
This particular chapter was written by Hailey McCarthy-Goode
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In But a Dream

A Sailormoon-Johnny the Homicidal Maniac Crossover Fanfic

Chapter 16~ Fucking TURKEYS!!!!

Stares...
The dirt creeped over his body. Infecting him. Crawling beneath his
skin. Her dirtyness.
DIRTY!
He felt the room swell with it as they sat there staring at each
other. The stares becoming deeper and deeper... he turned his head
before he could act. He glanced around at the pale room. The light
flickered softly. The dirt seeped. The uncleanliness.
... Go wash yourself 'Nny, before you freak...
Nail Bunny cried inside of him. He needed to feel free of it. Of the
dirt of that little girl that looked now at the back of his prickly
head.
He got up and scurrried to the door, taking a long jagged key out of
one of his pockets and screwing it into the hole, springing the door
open and fleeing, without looking back. Up the long flights of stairs
and into the plastered washroom. Turning the knobby tap handles and
watching the water rush out.

Hotaru giggled insanely downstairs, in the dark secresses of the
tortured home, to a tortured man.
Hotaru glimpsed the open door and down the long hall that she had run
down before.
... Help us...
An unknown voice in her head cried as she gazed at the many doors
down, and down the dark, dank corridor.
Feeling that the coast was clear, Hotaru sprang to her feet. Her
boots echoeing in the cold, barren room. She was safely out of range
of Johnny's ears who had felt the need to flee to... SOMETHING!
She felt her head spin as she began to realise what she had to do.
Hotaru ran into the misty hall. She began to feel the dead souls
wander through it trying to find their way back to daylight, or
nightlight, or streetlight. To life. Doors were placed all along it.
Leading to where? Leading...to...where? Her eyes shot around, racing
in the dark, trying to get themselves adjusted.
Hotaru opened the first door to her right. The room was pitch black.
She felt around on the cold, concrete wall and found a light switch
which she flicked on. The light glited and came on full blast,
blinding Hotaru. She looked around to find a fat woman strapped into
a sinister looking device. Minor cuts and scrapes up her arms. Her
fat bulging out from the REALLY tight braces. Obviously, she had been
squeezed in there... SOMEHOW...
This lady strangely had her happy face on. She gave Hotaru a
toothless grin. The pink, wet gums gleaming in the light.
"You've come to save me haven't you, although I don't really like
your super-hero get up, I NEED HELP! HELP ME PLEASE! I'M HUNGRY! I
NEED SOME GREASY CHICKEN!" The ladies veins bulged in her fat throat
as she yelled and screamed for her life.
Hotaru raised a finger to her mouth and made shushing noises.
"Hey, SHUT UP!" Hotaru's whispers were hoarse as she ran towards the
woman to undo the restraints who whispered frantic thank-you's and
ran out of the room, on Hotaru's command, to free the others.
Hotaru ran across to the next room to find lights on. A man with
greying skin lay starpped into something horrendous. A screw twisted
into his head, his jaw out of place. Blue skin at the sides of his
throat.
Hotru knelt on the floor, beginning to cry. He seemed to have been a
handsome man. His blonde hair falling across his face. His pale blue
eyes, wide open and blood-shot. Hotaru felt his cold skin, feeling
around his throat in search of a pulse. None. She was too late.
She ran to the next room.
Hotaru gasped in for air.
There was a man lying on the floor. His stomach had been cut open,
and a splash was on the wall. The thing that was thrown against the
concrete had obviously slid down and lay on the floor. A kidney? A
pancreas? Both mangled together?
The mans breaths were short and laboured. He croaked as Hotaru ran to
his aid.
"Kill me!" was the first sentence that came out of his mouth. Hotaru
gazed into his green eyes. Their beauty bewildered her, and how
anyone could kill, or try to kill someone with such lovely eyes...?
Hotaru made to move him, but he gasped.
"DON'T! It hurts too much. Just kill me! DO IT!"
Hotaru ran into the hall and it seemed that the woman had been very
successful and had freed MANY others who were also helping now. She
ran back into what she liked to now call HER room and pulled a
harmless looking blade off of the wall and ran back. The others
running around like blithering turkeys.
... They're all like IDIOTIC TURKEYS...
(gobble, gobble)
She lay down beside him, held his hand and thrust the blade into his
stomach.
A tear fell from his dead eye as she ran out, looking for the next
free door.