Disclaimer: I do not own JTHM or IFS, and I don't own half of the plot. My friend Lisa and I are writing this together.

I am also putting this up in Portuguese. Yay! That is going to be my first story in a language besides English! Woo! Now read!

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Nny sat motionless on the bloodstained floorboards of his living room, gazing up through the cracks between the boards over his window.

"Shit." he mumbled. He pulled a knife out of his pocket and ran his fingers down the silver blade. Then he threw it aside and looked at the ceiling.

"I hate fish." he muttered to himself. Earlier that day he had gone out to get a brain freezy and somebody hit him on the head with a dead fish. He didn't even catch a glimpse of the little bastard and he smelled like rotting fish. He hated people who threw objects at innocent men for no good reason. He hadn't even gotten his freezy he'd been so angry. He grumbled and threw the knife (which he had picked back up) at the wall. It stuck into the plaster a few inches. "I really need a freezy." he grumbled "Maybe I should drive." Nny got up and walked over to the door and went outside. his car wasn't there. "Shit!" he yelled "I left on the cliff!" he had gone up on a cliff on the other side of town to sit and think a few nights ago. Obviously he left it there. (DUH!) "Damn damn damn.....goddamn everything! Shit! Fuckness!" he yelled, throwing the door of house 777 open and stomping down the bloody steps. He started down the street, cursing something fierce under his breath. He started to run. "Must....have......freezy!" he gasped. And suddenly he collided with someone, sending him flying backwards into the gutter. "Damn you!" Johnny yelled without looking to see who it was. "Watch where you're fucking going!" Devi snarled, climbing awkwardly to her feet. Nny watched her effort with little emotion but a small snicker under his breath. She glared at him.

"Are you fucking following me? Cuz if you are I'll-" Devi growled.

"Shit woman I was just going to get a goddamn freezy!" Nny said, exasperated. He stood up in one graceful swoop and stood facing her. She continued to glare at him. "Why are you staring at me?" Johnny sneered.

"I'm not. Your staring at me." Devi replied. Johnny scowled at her.

"Your a bitch. Has anybody ever told you that?" He growled.

Devi punched Nny across the face. Johnny stood still with his head turned for a few seconds. Then he slowly turned his head and stared at her with an unreadable expression on his face. Devi looked slightly surprised that he hadn't leaped at her, knife waving in the air. She crossed her arms.

"And you're an asshole, did anyone ever tell you that?" she said, mimicking the tone he'd used when he'd called her a bitch perfectly. Nny was startled, and the blank look on his face swooshed into a glare.

"Go to hell, Devi. I'm having a fucked over day as it is, you don't have to make it worse." Nny muttered, jamming his hands into his pants pockets.

"Well sor-ree." Devi said, staring at him with a mixture of disgust and amusement. Nny continued to glare at her wordlessly for a moment.

"I could kill you right now, but I really don't feel like burying another body. But then again I could just chop you up into little peices and feed you to the cannibal." Nny said with a tone in his voice that Devi didn't want to recognize. But she did.

"Your sick. Your a fucken' sick bastard." Devi said to him, shaking her head at him with disgust.

"Not really. I just think that the cannibal would be hungry since he hasn't eaten for about 4 days. I think I'm actually being nice to him. But he'd probably stick his nose up at you. You probably taste like shit. Not that I would know..." Nny said, smirking a little.

"What are you saying?" Devi asked, glaring pure odium at him.

"Exactly what I said." Nny said, beginning to enjoy himself. He hummed a little tune under his breath.

"What are you whispering?" Devi asked, that old familiar sound of terrified paranoia creeping into her already shaking voice.

"My God woman you don't have to be so paranoid. I'm just humming." Nny said casually. And then she realized what he was doing. He was playing a game with her. A sick little mental game. he was trying to make her afraid. Trying to scare her. She practically growled.

"I'm sorry I ever went out with you Nny." she said, trying to hurt his feelings. Nny however did not appear to be hurt.

"My feelings exactly." he said coldly. Devi glared at him with the force of a thousand cold daggers.

"Wait a sec. Were you trying to hurt my feelings?" Nny burst out laughing. "You think you could hurt my feelings? You must be really stupid." he laughed. Devi was starting to get increasingly annoyed, as Nny wouldn't stop laughing at her. She put her hand over her face.

"I hate you." She muttered. Nny stopped laughing.

"Really? So do I." Nny replied. They both stood there scowling at each other for a little while. Then Nny realized that Devi was trying to see if he would turn away before she did. Devi, however, thought he was doing the same thing.

So they stood there staring at each other for a few seconds, both thinking 'he/she is going to turn away any second now. Yup ANY second now. Yeppers. Yeah. All I gotta do is wait.'

A few more minutes passed, and then half an hour. Then a full hour. Then another.

"OK you fucking bitch knock it off!" Nny screamed finally.

"ME!? It's YOUR fault!" Devi screamed back.

"MY fault!?" Nny screamed in her face.

"Yeah!" Devi screamed right back. They just stood there glaring for a few more seconds, and then turned away at the same time and headed off in separate directions. Nny turned and flipped Devi off, just as she was doing the same thing.

"GR!" they both screamed, running back to each other. Nny punched Devi in the stomach at the exact same time as she kicked him in the groin (hee hee, groin!). The result was the both of them flying painfully onto the pavement and then both getting up, lunging once more in fury. Nny and Devi beat on each other for about 20 more minutes until Johnny punched Devi in the face a little too hard and she flew backwards and hit her head on the pavement. She laid on the ground motionless as Nny wiped the blood off of his face on his shirt. Devi turned over and looked at Nny and moaned.

"I think you lost." Nny growled at her. He turned around to go home but Devi swung her legs around and tripped him. He fell and cracked his elbow on the sidewalk. Devi, now able to stand, got up and stepped on his stomach. "Get off of me you bitch!" Nny yelled, pushing her off. He stood up and scowled at her then put his arm up to look at his elbow.

She watched him wince as he gingerly touched the elbow with little sympathy, crossing her arms. She reached up and touched her face, and found her hands covered with blood. "Fuck." she mumbled simply, also reaching up to touch her extremely sore head. It was bleeding profusely, and running down the back of her neck. "Now look what you did." she snapped. Nny looked up from his elbow.

"hey, YOU were the one who let me punch you." Nny said smugly. He went to cross his arms but winced and let them dangle at his sides instead. "You probably broke my fuckin elbow, and I'm not going and blaming you." he said.

Devi touched the back of her head again and bit her lip slightly to keep from cursing at the fresh wave of pain. "So I-........" she began.

"aha! Can't think of anything to defend yourself with! Heh. But seriously Devi, you're ALWAYS trying to beat me up. You know, I could KILL you right now with little effort, so you'd really better treat me a little nicer." Nny said, sliding a knife out of his pocket. Devi bit her lip again and backed up slightly, trying not to show her growing nervousness.

"You wouldn't DARE." she said, staring at him with a look he didn't recognize, though he figured it was some kind of uncomprehendible fear.

"Sure I would. I dared last time, didn't I?" he asked.

"But I didn't let you get away with it, did I?" Devi asked, backing up a little more.

"Calm down. I'm not going to hurt you." he said, putting the knife away. She looked at him distrustfully.

"Oh really?" she asked, crossing her arms once more, a nervous habit she had.

"Really. See, no knife." Nny said, holding up his hands to justify this and looking at her with a blank expression on his face.

"That's because you wouldn't." Devi said trying not to smile.

"Wanna bet?" Nny said tapping his fingers on the knife in his pocket. "Yeah. Actually I do." Devi said with a new burst of confidence. (i gotta go i'll write back later.)

(OK then I'm just gonna add some now then) "OK." Nny said, whipping out the knife. Devi fumbled around in her pocket, searching for something. She was rewarded by the feel of a pocket knife against her fingertips. She pulled it out and snapped out the blade.

"OK then, I'm ready." Devi said, pointing it at Nny. His knife was already pointed in her direction. She gulped. Was she crazy or something? Facing off a homicidal maniac? But she held her ground. And then Nny lunged forward, knife soaring through the air. Devi ducked at the last moment, and the knife sunk into her back instead of her neck, unfortunately for Nny it missed her spine by a few inches. She took the opportunity of his nearness while he struggled to free his knife to strike. Her blade sunk into his shoulder, not going very deep but still causing him to bleed. He felt the cold metal inside of his skin and was startled. She wasn't supposed to actually STAB him. But he'd gotten her much worse. Devi could feel the blood beginning to soak her shirt. Nny freed his knife from her flesh and ripped the pocket knife out of his shoulder, wrenching it out of Devi's grip. He leaped away from her a few feet, holding both knives in his hands.

"End of the line, Devi." he said, a smile crossing his lips. A cold wave of fear rushed over her. Nny was quite pleased with himself. Yes, he would kill her. Yes, he would enjoy it. He'd tried to apologize to her several times even after that phone call, and he'd gotten nowhere. He was just trying to be nice. Devi deserved to die. She'd hurt him enough. Devi saw a very frightening and yet familiar look cross his face, and she turned and darted away from him, heading for a dark alley.

Nny grinned and raised his knives, smiling as he followed her at a brisk run. Johnny was actually enjoying this, besides the fact that he had a lot of cuts and bruises. Devi was far ahead of Nny but she was so afraid of him that she couldn't stop running. She ran down an alley and stopped for a couple of seconds but she could hear Nny coming and she started running again. She turned he head to see how close Nny was and she tripped on a large crack in the cement and tumbled to the ground. She began to stand up but Nny was already standing in front of her.

"Please don't kill me." Devi pleaded.

"That's what they all say." Johnny replied. "But they all die."

Devi put her hands on top of her head as Nny raised the knife in the air. But after about 20 seconds she looked up and Nny was turned around.

"I can't. For some reason I can't kill you." He muttered. (notice i got bac on? im not sposed to be though.)

(hey kid. I do notice you got back on. yayness!) Devi breathed a sigh of relief, a bit of the terror fading from her eyes. She climbed all the way to her feet and looked at him.

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Chapter two soon!