Here finally it's up and just like I promised Sophie lots of blood shed. Sorry the last one was so short but there wasn't much I could put in it. This one's much longer. SO tell me how I did, I wanted to make it like half Dib half Johnny you know. Like the transformation from Dib to Nny. SO I had it where at the beginning of the chapter he's still focusing on Zim and everything else and by the end he's basically lost in the joy of killing. I like it how the whole time to the very end Membrane is still looking down on him. Treating him like he's just a stupid petty child. He doesn't realize his mistake until it's to late and even then he still thinks he was a good father.
Disclaimer: Didn't I already say I that I don't own this...I did good! :)
Chapter 2: Traumatize Thy Father
Johnny walked calmly up to Professor Membrane's lab, knife held tight behind his back. One of the lab assistance looked up in surprised and said. "Who are you and what are you doing here? Professor Membrane has no time for visitors the shows about to start soon. If you want an autograph you'll have to sit in the crowd and wait until the shows over like everyone else."
Johnny gave a maddened smile that curved up further then a normal smile; which seemed to serve the purpose of making him look more deranged. "Oh I'm sorry is it now?" He asked in a psychotic croon. "I must not have noticed the time…well just tell the Professor that I was just hoping to pay him a visit and that I would hope to catch him on a time when he's not too busy."
Johnny turned around and walked away, careful to keep the knife concealed in the inner pocket of his trench coat. The lab rat shook his head and murmured something like, "crazed wacko." Johnny winced at the word. And his hand tightened around the blade. No, he scolded himself; I won't waste this opportunity on a small fry like him. He's just a useless lab rat, the real one I want, the one that really hurt me is Dad; and then maybe after if I have time I'll go back for the rat.
Johnny snuck in through the long way, remembering the time when he had to sneak into this retched place after Zim tried to use one of Dad's machines for his evil planes. No, don't think about him, he's the one that caused all this mess. Just focus on the task at hand. Not on that stupid alien. Johnny slipped past all the cameras easily sneaking right into Membrane's office. This is almost too easy Johnny scoffed they really should bump up the security in this place. It hasn't changed sense I was eight!
Nny sighed and paced back and forth across Professor Membrane's office, knowing that he'd come in here before the show starts. Johnny didn't have to wait long, because a few minutes later, just as he predicted, the door knob turned and Membrane walked through the door. "Thank you Simmons now if we could just get that prototype up and running we'd be in good shape. This new discovery is so close I could taste it! Now leave me to my study, the show is about to start in five minutes and if I'm not ready in time the WHOLE WORLD WILL FALL INTO CHAOS!"
Simmons nodded eagerly and left to give the scientist some privacy. But he didn't have privacy of course because when he went inside to greet his office he found an unexpected guest standing in the middle of the room. His back was turned slightly towards the door slightly away. Like he was expecting someone but really didn't care if they showed. And he was looking out the window seeming to be lost in deep thought, or was that madness?
"Hello, may I ask what you're doing in my office?" Professor Membrane asked, slightly agitated slightly exasperated. Johnny slowly turned around and the Professor was taken aback when he saw him. He was a really skinny dude with unruly black hair that lay carelessly in a mess. Not like it was styled like most people but like he really didn't care what it looked like. And it was really short too, most of it was on the top of his head and it looked like most of it was shaved off.
He was sickly pale, like he didn't get out in the sun much. But it was the eyes that caused Professor Membrane to be taken aback. They were really large and seemed to be filled with insanity and malevolence. It was almost as if they had lost all means to hold any amount of sanity so instead it was embracing madness. As if it had seen all the terrible disgusting, violent things in this world leaving the eyes scared and burned. His mouth twisted into a disturbed smile, as if this person was getting high of his own madness and enjoyed every minute of it.
Membrane shuddered and repeated, "What are you doing in my office?" Johnny snickered, "what you don't recognize me? Well I suppose you wouldn't it's been a year." Membrane shook his head in angry. "I have no time for this…" he murmured and then looked at the man standing in front of him a little while longer until it clicked in his head. "Son, is that you?"
Johnny smiled in amusement and nodded. Membrane took one look at him and shook his head in disappointment. "Oh my poor insane son, what happened to you?" Nny's jaw clinched in annoyance and he screamed. "YOU DAD, YOU HAPPENED TO ME! YOU WERE NEVER THERE! YOU NEVER CARED ABOUT ME OR GAZ ALL YOU EVER CARED ABOUT IS YOUR OWN PETTY PROJECTS! WITH THE SAME OLD EXCUSE OF SAVING THE WORLD! YOU'RE NOT SAVING THE WORLD YOUR MILKING IT FOR ALL THE MONEY IT HAS WELL THINKING YOU'RE SO GREAT FOR HAVING A T.V. SHOW! WELL FUCK YOU DAD FUCK YOU!"
Membrane shook his head and said; "now son now you're just being selfish. My work benefits all mankind, you should realize this and stop going to such stupid lengths to get attention. What was the point of this son? What was the point of breaking into my office and making me late for my show?" When Johnny didn't say anything Membrane went on. "Was it to discuss more of that paranormal nonsense you're always blabbing about? Well you can forget it. I'm a very busy man and I have no time for your tales. And I'm officially ten minutes late for my show. Do you know what that means son?
"It means the whole world will fall into chaos and all because you detained me for a few minutes with this cry for attention. I don't want to hear any more of this Bigfoot or Swollen Eye Ball nonsense. Until you've decided to stop being so childish and put away with this paranormal investigation and start working on REAL SCIENCE I don't want you in my sight. Go away now son I've wasted far too much time dallying with you. Please go away son I don't want to hear anymore about Zig or Zin or whatever your little friends name is."
"II'S ZIM AND HE'S NOT MY FRIEND!" Johnny cried. "AND YOU'RE WRONG I DIDN'T COME HERE TO DISCUSS THE PARANORMAL WITH YOU! THAT'S ALL IN THE PAST! YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE ME ANYWAY SO THERE'S NO POINT! I DID NOT COME HERE FOR ATTENTION! I COULDN'T GIVE A RAT'S ASS ABOUT EARNING YOUR ATTENTION! I COULDN'T GIVE A RAT'S ASS ABOUT EARNING ANYONE'S ATTENTION!" Membrane rolled his eyes and said in a patronizing tone. "Then why are you here?"
Johnny paused for a minute, as if he wasn't sure why he was there. "I'm here to-I'm here to-to" Johnny shook his head and slammed the hilt of the knife against his father's head watching as he fell slack unconscious. Nny grabbed him by the feet and dragged him out of there. To an old abandoned building he found one year well searching for ghosts. It was about two towns over from his, or maybe it was three? Either way it was a nice secluded place with an amazing network of underground rooms. Johnny had found it and decided sense no one lived here to make it his place to get away from everything at home. It's address (if you couldn't figure it out yet), was 777.
Johnny hooked Membrane up to a large machine that looked like it was designed to crack nuts. But it was, for some reason, big enough to fit a fully grown man in; and hopefully strong enough to crack one. Wanting to wait until he awoke Johnny decided to make himself comfortable. So he pulled out an empty box labeled nails and took a seat right in front of his so-called "Father".
Membrane woke up feeling very groggy and his head was pounding. His vision was oddly blurry so it took him a couple of minutes to focus on the strange figure that loomed over him. "Hello Dad, are you awake?" Johnny asked sarcastically. "Son, what is the meaning of this?" Membrane snapped. "Untie me NOW! I have to get to my show!" Anger simmered and boiled underneath the surface but he held back. (I know crazy right? But he still had just a tiny bit of Dib left to not blow up yet…yet.)
Johnny glanced at his watch then back up at Membrane and said. "Sorry to disappoint Membrane but I'm afraid it doesn't matter now. You see your shows been finished for about two hours." Membrane stared at him in shock, not comprehending what he was hearing at first. But when he did all hell broke loose.
"WHAT! Do you realize what you have done! My show, it's finished, and I wasn't there. Do you know what this means?" Johnny rolled his eyes and said through gritted teeth. "Let me guess, chaos?" "Yes exactly we're all doomed and it is on your head. How will society get there science now? Son you have tempered with something you shouldn't now release me NOW! This has gone FAR beyond what is appropriate for a cry of attention. And I am not amused, let me go now-"
This was the last straw; Johnny could sit through the ramblings. He could even sit through him acting all high and superior talking about how the world would be in chaos if his shows weren't around. He could even sit through being told he was insane and worthless and an embarrassment. He could not stand listening to this being a cry for attention, it WASN'T!
"SHUT UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP! I'M TIRED OF LISTENING TO YOUR SHIT! I'VE BEEN HEARING IT MY WHOLE LIFE AND I'M SICK OF IT! YOU ACT LIKE YOUR GOD, OR SOME FORM OF IMPORTANT LEADER OR SOMETHING BUT YOUR NOT! THE WORLD DOESN'T DEPEND ON YOU! NO ONE'S LIFE DEPENDS ON YOUR STUPID SHOW! AND THIS IS NOT A CRY FOR ATTENTION! I THOUGHT WE WENT OVER THIS; I DON'T GIVE A RAT'S ASS IF I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION! LET ME SHOW YOU WHAT I THINK OF YOUR SO CALLED-ATTENTION!"
Johnny reached over to the side of him and pulled a lever that was attached to the wall, not all the way but just enough to get his point across. Immediately the restraints around Professor Membrane started to tighten and constrict around him. He cried out in pain and fear as blood leaked from his skin and bones started to break. "Stop, stop Son please stop this nonsense." Johnny flicked the switch back turning the crude machine off. "Do you see what I mean now? This has nothing to do with your attention." He said, saying the last one like it was a dirty word.
"Then what do you want?" Membrane cried in despair. His poor insane son had turned into a Homicidal Maniac, and he was going to kill him. But why, Membrane thought, I'd been a good Father I'd supplied him with shelter and I paid all the bills. And I paid for their education; I was everything a Father was supposed to be so why does he want to kill me?
"Why? You really can't figure that out?" Johnny asked incredulously. Then he began to tick the reasons off on his finger. "You were never there, you treated me like shit, you never took anything I said seriously, you left me alone to take care of my little sister, who is horrible and beat me senseless by the way. You never cared, you only were around once a year, and whenever you were there you acted like I wasn't even here, you never shown any fatherly responsibilities and you've never called me by my name." Johnny raised an eyebrow and asked. "Which reminds me, do you even know my name?"
"Of course I do son" Membrane said dismissively. "Your name is-your name is-is your name is…is Mib no Jib no Andrew." That was another of his many mistakes. Johnny's eyes turned to slights and he felt the blood pump hard in his ear. He was about to flick back on the switch and watch this man get squeezed to death. When his eyes filled with great panic and he screamed urgently. "Wait, wait no don't do that I know this I know your name! It's Dib; your name is Dib, Dib!"
Finally, for the first time in his life he actually called him by his name. So why was it that it sounded like a knife through the ear? Why couldn't he stand the sound of his own name? Maybe it's because I'm not Dib anymore. Johnny thought. I'm what Dib could never be. Dib would never hurt his Dad like this. He could never see humans as the horrible filth they are. I'm more then Dib, I'm not Dib, which means…his eyes panned down to the pathetic man at his feet; which means he's not my Dad anymore.
Johnny reached over for the lever much to Membrane's dismay. "Please" he whispered. "Very good, you've finally said it after sixteen years." Johnny said pitilessly, ignoring the man's pleas. "But unfortunately for you I'm not Dib anymore. I'm someone far too messed up for that, which means you're not my father." Membrane swallowed and said "if you're not my son then who are you?" Johnny smiled and said "Johnny Cox" Membrane's jaw dropped, Cox was his mother's maiden name. "Cox, you can't be serious? Is this what this about Dib, your mother? Look we've discussed this, the marriage was falling apart there was nothing I could do. Yes I kicked her out but she would have left sooner or later anyway. Listen to me Dib that was not my fault!"
"SHUT UP! EVERYTHING'S YOUR FAULT! AND STOP CALLING ME THAT, I'M NOT DIB! DIB IS DEAD DON'T YOU GET IT? AND SO ARE YOU!" With that Nny pulled the lever all the way done and walked out of the room. Not staying to watch the man who abandoned him get squeezed to death. And his blood spray all over the floor and wall.
After that Nny went on just a killing spree. He didn't take them down to his basement or make any grand speeches he just picked them off one by one. He snuck into his sister's room, deactivated all her security and jammed two knives into her ears. He also took a couple other knives and sliced up every inch of her body and watched her bleed to death. He snuck into Hi-Skool and smashed Ms. Bitter's brains in with a mallet.
He shot Zita in the chest with a bow. He took an axe to Keef's neck and watched his head roll away. He sawed off Francine's legs and shoved a thousand needles into Gretchen's body. And he slaughtered everyone in the Swollen Eye Ball network. Slowly but surely he took out every person who ever hurt him, whoever made him feel sad or alone or mocked him. He killed whoever made him feel unworthy or called him crazy. And when he was done…the place was a ghost town.
Soo...how was it? Oh and about the mother thing sorry but I wanted to make it as logical as possible. Of course there's not much logic because there two separate people but I wanted it to get as close to logic as possible. And it just didn't make sense for him to go from Dib Membrane to Johnny C. and that was as logical as I can think of. Plus I like the name Cox it seemed like a good last name. I almost wanted to keep writing, have him go back to 777 and make it his home, maybe meet the psycho doughboys and they tell him that this house has been waiting for him to use or something like that then decide the best way to move on from his old life and truly became Nny is to forget all about it. But it seemed like this spot held more impact you know? Anyway I"m going to relax, read some Johnny fanfics and wait for dinner to be done. Thanks for reading and don't forget to review.