Heh heh heh heh. . .

You thought it was over didn't you?

You thought our beloved greasers would be left alone after what had happened to them, didn't you?

You didn't think the story would be continuing this now, especially after all this time. . . Well. . .

You thought wrong.

Coming this week. . .

The begining of the new nightmare arises.

Soda trembles in the corner of his room, his baggy eyes shocked wide with fear. "No. NO! YOU SHOULD BE DEAD!"

"Ha hah. I am."

Family's will break apart,

Darry's face was red as a tomato. "I can't keep doing this with you, Soda! I'm tryiing, I trying so hard for you!"

Soda ponted in his direction. "Darry, look out!"

The elder turned just in time to see something large hurling in his direction.

Friendships will be put on edge,

Johnny held the collar of Dally's white t-shirt in his fists with an iron grip. "Don't ever bring that up again, ya hear me? You don't know a damn thing about it!"

"That's where yer wrong, Cade."

Action.

Steve ran for his life across the roof of the Tulsa City Hall. He jumpped of the edge hoping for the best in attempt to get away.

Romance.

Kaarie crossed her arms and looked away from Johnny. "What we're dealing with this time is much bigger than the last time. There's a much larger chance we will die."

Johnny gentally grabbed her chin and made her look at him. "Than we'll just have to die together, won't we?" He then moved in for a kiss.

Tragedy.

Soda cried over his dead friend's body.

"WHO DID THIS TO YOU?"

Comedy.

The busty woman leaned closer to Tim. "I'll need to be sure you'r able to be trusted."

"I'll show you mine if you show me yours."

The woman smiled and proceeded to take out her pistol and place it on the table.

"Ah." Tim said, zipping his fly. "Seems like we weren't on the same wave-leangth at all."

There's no-where to run.

There's no-where to hide.

There's no-where to escape.

"Don't!"

Find out if they will live,

or die, in-

"PONY!"

. . .

. . .

Unwanted Visiters

"Hah hah ha. You may have killed all the others, leaving only myself behind. But there's something you forget, boys. As long as the Renaissance Men reside in your memories. We. Will. Live. ON!"

Coming to a computer near you, 6/15/12

Rated R

Heheh. . . I think I went a little over-board on this.
But seriously, there will be a sequal. . .