Here’s Chapter 2. Hope you like. Please if you like, pass this on for other people to read. And please review this and have them too. I want to know if it is perverse and scary enough. LOL just kidding! Thanks bye! I do not own pokemon or the movie the Texas chainsaw massacre. Really rich people do. Jedidiah: 8 years old Old man: around 80 years old Think of what they look like. Leave it up to your imagination. CHAPTER 2 James: Nay. Butch: what?! You want to keep this dead body in our jeep for another couple of hours?! Even days?!Man you are messed up! Butch started to kick the wall of the barn and James looked over to Jessie. She was grinning. She then mouthed a “thank you” to him. He grinned back and mouthed “your welcome”. He then heard a noise Inside the barn. James: hey guys! Did you hear that? There is something inside here! Everyone looked to James strangely. James then tried to open the doors but to no avail. They were probably locked from the inside. James: butch. Help me! Butch: oh sure now you get my name right. James: just get over here idiot. Butch: fine. Fine. Fine. Butch trudged over to James and started to help him bust down the doors. Finally after five minutes of hard thrusting, they got the doors to open with such force that it knocked James and butch to the ground. After getting over the shock, butch and James got up. Butch: man! I should have just had hitmontop burst down the door! Jessie: Whatever. Let’s just go in. James: but Jess! You don’t know what the hell is in there! Jessie turned to James. Jessie: don’t be such a scaredy Meowth james! Now come on! James sighed sadly. James: yes Jessie. So they all proceeded into the dimly lit barn. It was so dimly lit because of the many planks missing from the walls and roof. Plus, there were no windows. Well to James’ disappointment it was scary in there. Things creaked, squeaked, and made noises no one had probably ever heard before. Hanging from the loft were a couple of old ponyta and rapidash saddles, 6 old and rusty meat hooks of all different sizes, and a broom leaning on a post. Nearby were 7stables, ropes, a pile of wood, and a rake, hoe, a pitchfork, and a shovel in a pile of hay a few feet away from a wall. Jessie walked ahead of everyone and stepped on a piece of wood from the ceiling. She picked it up. Jessie: well they really let this place go huh? As she chucked the piece of wood aside, everyone either replied “yes” or “uh huh”. All of a sudden Butch felt something rush by him and he turned around sharply. Cassidy saw this so she walked closer to butch. Cassidy: what is it Butch? Butch looked around as if someone was watching him and then suddenly looked to Cassidy. Butch: Cass I think we are being watched. Meowth laughed. Meowth: must be all dat dere pot! Hey butchie, isn’t dat a hallucinogen? James chuckled at the little joke that Meowth had just made as did Meowth himself. Butch turned to James and Meowth and started to get angry. Butch: Something is following us! I can just feel it! James: oh look Meowth! Butch is a psychic! Meowth: hey Jimmy don’t ya mean psycho? Meowth and James started to laugh harder. The more they laughed the madder butch got at the two of them. Then suddenly extreme anger hit him for one person. James. And only James. Suddenly and surprisingly, butch blurted out. Butch: YOU FAG! James and Meowth stopped laughing and looked shocked at James. So did Jessie and Cassidy. Unexpectedly, butch charged for James pulling his right fist back ready to strike. James had no where to move or no time for that matter. With a sickening crack and smack of flesh, Butch’s fist connected with James’ left side of his jaw. James reeled back and fell to the cold, hard dirt floor holding his left cheek. James: ow! fuck! Jessie looked from butch, to James, then butch to James again. James was not the kind of man who would swear so harshly. She suddenly rushed to James’ side. Jessie: James! Are you alright!? James held his jaw and looked up at Jessie with tear filled green eyes. they weren’t big tears, just starters for the big ones. He suddenly brought in a sharp breath of air. James: I think my jaw is alright and I might have a bad bruise on my face but I’ll be ok. James smiled weakly up at her and then winced for it hurt to do so. She sympathetically smiled back at him. She then got up on her feet and turned to butch and stared angrily at him while curling her hands into fists. She all of a sudden pointed to him in an accusing manner. Jessie: You could have broken his jaw Butch! Then what would we do then huh? HUH?! She put her hands on her hips, still staring at him with ice cold sapphire eyes that froze him with just one stare. If she could, she would have delivered a poison sting attack right at him. She continued to yell and scream in his face. She then started to pace around flailing her hands as fists wildly as she talked. Jessie: oh sure we could call and ambulance. Oh wait! I forgot! we have no phone and We can’t even get a hold of the frigging sheriff! Butch didn’t know what to say that wouldn’t get her angrier than she already was. Then Cassidy said something. Cassidy: well I think James deserved it. Jessie turned to face Cassidy who was standing next to butch with her arms across her chest. Jessie: what? Cassidy: you heard me. I said James deserved it. He shouldn’t have been making fun of butch. He got what was coming to him. Jessie: oh really?! Butch has been making fun of James this whole mission! And it’s only been a couple of hours since we received the mission from Giovanni and left the Head quarters! That’s probably how we got on the wrong road anyway! Cassidy: oh Jessie just face it. James deserved it! Jessie: he did not! Cassidy: he did too! Jessie: did not! Cassidy: did too! Jessie: did not! Take it back! Then Jessie and Cassidy started to argue with each other. They fought for a good five minutes, throwing names and titles back and forth when butch suddenly said... Butch: I’m frigging sorry ok?! Now let’s just find the sheriff and get the fuck out of here! Out of no where a voice suddenly spoke up from behind them. It was a gentle and kind voice Of a young boy. Boy: I know where he is. Everyone turned around and jumped back, startled. There about five feet away from them was a boy. He was very homely, and had dirty brown hair, dirty skin, and big green eyes. He also had disfigured teeth that stuck out and made him look like a distant cousin of a raticate or a ratatatta evolving gone wrong. Butch looked at him oddly. Butch: and how would you know where the hell the sheriff is? The boy looked to butch with his big, sad, green eyes. He then suddenly looked down. Boy: he’s probably at home getting drunk. As usual. Jessie looked at the boy with some sympathy. I mean, wouldn’t you if you saw the poor boy? Jessie knew what he was. An outsider. She knew what that felt like. All through her child hood she felt like one. Everyone always made fun of her. Except James and Meowth. They were her only true friends or family for that matter. Jessie walked over to the boy, crouched down on her knees, and put her right hand on his left shoulder. Jessie: what’s our name? Boy: my name is Jedidiah. Jessie: well hello jedidiah. I’m Jessie and this is Cassidy, James, Meowth, and butch. Jessie pointed everyone out to him. Cassidy had kept her arms crossed over her chest and stuck up her nose at Jedidiah and muttered a low and rude hello and turned away from him. James looked toward the boy said “hello” and smiled at him warmly. Meowth let out a “hello pal”(he looked surprisingly at Meowth because he never knew a pokemon could talk) and smiled like James had done just seconds ago. Butch said a quick “hi” and fidgeted, kicking some dirt around wondering if the boy had seen him punch James. Jedidiah shyly said hello to everyone and then smiled at them Jessie. She smiled back at him. Jessie: so Jedidiah, can you tell us, or quite possibly show us where the sheriff lives? Meowth and Jessie ran through the thick green forest. They had volunteered to go to the sheriff’s house because no one else would. James wanted to go with Jessie, but he really had to go to the bathroom and if they had to make a “piss stop” it would really slow them down and delay their mission longer, so the other three had stayed in case the sheriff came. Jedidiah, after giving them the information, said he had to go and before they could say anything, he was gone. After a while of running through the forest, they finally came to the giant white with black shutters house that they were looking for. The house looked old and forgotten and needed a lot of help and TLC. They stopped for a few minutes after running for so long and looked up at the house. Meowth was the first one to talk. Meowth: Ha! Nice place. Are ya sure this is it Jess? Jessie looked down at her little kitty compadre. He was looking at the house about 10 yards away from the two of them off in the distance. She then looked towards the house herself and spoke. Jessie: I’m sure of it. Now let’s go. Everyone is waiting for us to come back. The quicker we do this the quicker we can get back to viridian forest. Or maybe even viridian city itself and talk to the boss about it. Meowth looked up at her and shrugged. She had run up ahead. Meowth: whateva ya say. I still think its da wrong place. Oh well. Meowth shrugged again and shot after her like a rapidash. When they reached the house Meowth went up the rickety old stairs first, then Jessie. Jessie walked up to the old black wood framed tattered screen door and knocked once. There was no answer. Then she knocked twice. Still no answer. Then she knocked three times and there, just like magic was her answer. A rude grumpy old man.