God of Emotions

" Yes mam, I'm calling in sick today." Tex said in the phone.
Entry was watching TV in the other room, watching closely.
" Yes mam, I still have the flu. What kind?...Asian flu." Tex held the phone away from his ear." I think their is such a flu...No Mam, I'm not telling a lie...Get better? Thank, bye." He hanged up the phone.

The doorbell rang. Tex opened it to see the huge, almost hulk-like mailman. " Here's a package man...By the way, do you have the money that you owe me from that bet?"

Tex then saw entry pawing around it.
" Um...No?"
The mailman sighed and then slammed the package in Tex's chest and shutted the door shut. Tex simply walked upstairs with it.
" Owie..."

[Giovanna]

She was right behind Fly, everyone was there. Naomi, Sirith, Hart, Fly, and Aoi. They were all headed towards Dean's house. Naomi stepped up to the front door and knocked. No answer. She knocked again and this time Dean opened the door.

"What are you doing here?" he asked

"We need to talk to Viola,"

Dean looked past Naomi and saw the rest of the gods and goddesses. "What do they need to be here for?"

"Maybe if he's happier he'll let us see Viola." said Giovanna, nudging Fly.

Tex looked at the mail it came with. He found one from His mom who is visiting Japan with dad:
" Dear Tex,
The package that you probably have is a heated table that the Japanese probably have. It will probably help with the heating cost...be safe, be warm.

Mom.

Tex sighed and setted the Table up. He drapped the heavy blanket over it and looked at it with confusion.
" How is a heated table going to help me...?"
He looked at the other side of the Table and saw 77 crawling under the table.
" I'm going out."

Viola-

She could hear the voices from the other side of the door. Dean had answered, now that he was slightly sober, she felt he was a safe choice. But wait, was he letting them in?
"Dean!" She half shrieked, "Don't let them in, they're insane!" She stood and walked to the door slamming in. Immediatly afterwards knocking started.
"Viola, there are more than half a dozen people out there, if they come in we can't dight them off."
"Well thanks for being so helpful!" her head was starting to hurt again and she was losing her temper. It wasn't Dean's fault, but she couldn't stop herself from being mad at him.
"I am not the bad guy here, I'm just saying."
"As soon as I get into the back yard, let them in. Then I will sneak around the front and leave in my car."
"You are just leaving me here?"
"They aren't after you, they don't think you are a-" She sighed.
"A what?"
"Nothing."
"This is what I am talking about Viola, you won't let me in!"
"If you can just do this one thing for me, then you will never even have to see me again. Ok?" She waited impatiently for his answer.
"I don't want this to be over."
"It's time Dean, just let go. I can't keep doing this."
"Doing what!?"
"Killing myself over the fact that I don't know if I'm in love with you or ever will be in love with you!"
He sighed and pulled her into a hug, "Friends?" She smiled and ran for the back door.

**Don't think you're getting away that easily Vi **

Hart~

Hart watched the others pound on the door as he sat on the hood of the car, smoking a cigerrette. He didn't know why humans made such a fuss over them...they actually tasted good. The door to Dean's house opened and the whole lot bombarded the doorway, pushing the Dean dude out of the way. Suddenly Viola snuck around the corner, seeing if everyone was out already. Hart gave a small smiled and threw his cigerrette on the ground, sauntering up to Viola. "Hey Vi," he greeted, flashing a smile and leaning on the wall.

*darn...life is never easy*

Viola-

She jumped when she heard Hart's voice behind her. She was having a hard time being mad at him, he actually seemed normal, despite his family.
"Hart." She said indiferently, inching towards her car. She breathed in sharply as his hand closed around hers.
"I'm not going to hurt you Viola." She nodded, because for some reason..she believed him.
"I know, it's just.." She looked past Hart at Dean's stil open from door. He followed her gaze.
"My family, yeah. They can be a little, odd. They mean well though, we are just trying to protect you." His grasp was tighter.
"From what? Look I really should go." He stopped smiling and a concerned look swept his face.
"I can't let you go." He whispered then said much more loudly, "Everyone, she's out here!"
Viola smacked Hart and tried to pull away from him but he was too strong. Everyone filed back out of the house, even Dean.
"Get your hands off of her!" Dean yelled, advancing towards them. Suddenly Fly leapt out and punched Dean, knocking him unconsious.
"OOps, sorry Dean." She said. Soon Viola found herself gagged and hands tied, sitting inbetween Hart and Sirith in the back seat of a car.
"Sorry about the gag Viola," Naomi said from the front seat, "But this really is for your own protection."

Dean-

Dean woke up on his front lawn. The pain from the punch added to the pain of the hangover. Everyone was gone, even Viola. He didn't know what to do, or where they had taken her. He ran into his house and grabbed the only weapon he had, a baseball bat. Then he ran to his car and started driving, looking for Viola.

*Little does anyone know that Entry had control over Aoi before she ever came to earth*

Aoi-

She froze. Something inside her told her to stop, and not see Viola. Aoi grabbed her head. Everyone else had ran where Hart had called.

[/i]You can do it. you can kill her. But relax time is on your side. Entry's voice entered her mind.

Even though he was far away. His control was still the same- absolute.

Aoi ran away. Away from everyone, away from friends, and away from the future.

Aoi-

*Past memory- using 1st person*

Everything was dark, everything was silent, and everything was cold. He said he'd free me, but I'm still here. He put something in my head. Now everything he says is starting to make more and more sense. I wonder why?

Perhaps he knows me from my human past? I hardly remember anything. Just warmth ,joy and then pain.

"YOu'll perform my will, and finish my dirty work." Entry echoed.

I am sadness and all I'll know is pain.

Tex looked at the living room to see entry watching about the Iraqi War. He was smiling.
Tex slowly crept down the stairs and straight down to the door.
"Were you going Tex?"
Tex looked behind him...to see Entry standing their with a smile to his face.
" Um...Out?"
" Well, That's funny...I want to go out too...You might be heading for Viola's place?"
" Um...to the park...a nice place to..." He then rushed out the door.
He rushed to his bike. It was wrapped into a small ball.
" Tex, I knew you were going to the police and warn them about me..." Entry then took out the shotgun.
" Now...I'm going to have to kill you, for no reason whatsoever..."
A car then drove past. Every emotion was on it, Entry looked at the car and saw Voila. Entry then shot the gun...but it didn't hit Tex. He then jumped into the neibors yard. Entry looked around and saw that Tex was gone.
" I will deal with him later...." Entry Giggled and ran for the car.

Viola-

She was sitting on the couch now, back to square one. She was still gagged and bound. Everyone was standing around her, talking quietly. Naomi came in.
"Viola, I'm going to take the gag off. You have to promise me you won't scream." Viola nodded. Naomi replied with a sharp nod and leaned over and ungagged her. Viola didn't even move.
"There, that's not so hard." Naomi said. A man with silver hair was sitting across from her, eyeing her cautiously.
Viola turned her head and looked out the window, away from everyone. Her phone was back in her car at Dean's house, but she knew her mother would be calling it nonstop soon. After the school called to find out where she was. Naomi's mind must have been on the same path.
"We should call her in to school, Fly can you take care of that?" Fly nodded and flew out of the room. Her voice could be heard from the kitchen, in the dead silence of the living room. She felt skin brushing against her hands and looked down to see Hart untying her.
"What are you doing?" Sirith asked in a growl.
"She is not going to run, if she does we are all much stronger than her. Besides whoever tied these," he glared at Sirith, "must have put a little too much emmotion in to it."

a few minutes ago...

Tex went inside the house and looked around the closet in the main living room.
" Man, That is a pyscho...I need to stop him...and the only way to stop a man with a shotgun..." He then took out a Winchester rifle." Is the british gun that I gave to Naomi 2 year's ago as a house warming present."
He then looked at the couch and saw theo." Mind If I borrow this so I can shot that Entry guy who is willing to kill everyone in this house?"
Theo just waved his hand.
" Thank you." Tex then ran out of the room.
" Human's these days..." Theo sighed and began to drink tea.

[Giovanna]

Giovanna sat on the couch near Viola, staring the opposite way she was. Hart finally got the knot untied and took the rope off.

"You know, if you didn't run we wouldn't have had to gag and tie you." said Giovanna. Viola didn't answer.

*short I know!*

Viola-

"Giovanna is right Viola, you know." Hart said finally finishing untying the ropes.
"Screw you." She replied curtly. Viola rubbed her wrists and leaned her head back on the couch. She needed sleep, but she didn't feel safe at all. Her eyes began to flutter. Giovanna moved from the couch and Viola layed length wise; her legs on Hart's lap, she didn't care though. She let her eyes close, still trying to pay attention to what was being said. She expected Hart to move, but her never did. He was still sitting there when she woke up, smoking a cigarette.

Tex looked from a room on the second floor and stared at the street.
" Where are you Entry...?" He whispered and then suddenly he felt hands on his neck.
" Right here, Tex." Entry then snapped Tex's neck. He took his rifle and began to slowly walk to the stairs.

Viola-

Viola sat up, her legs still draped over Hart's lap. He blew smoke into the air, not seeming to notice her arrousal. No one else was around. Hart was reasonable. Maybe she could convince him to let her go. With a little persuasion. She inched closer to Hart and just as he was about to put the cigarette in his mouth again she grabbed his hand and pressed her lips to his. At first it was an akward kiss, he pushed her back and looked at her.
"What are you doing?"
She tried to smile but ended up with a half pout confused look, "What does it look like I'm doing."
"Ms. Sharp are you trying to seduce me?" ((Haha name that movie!)) A wry smile spread his lips, she knew he would be an easy one to convince. He wasn't as crazy as the others. He leaned forward and set the cigarette in an ashtray.
"What if I am?" She said, stretching her legs over him.
"Then you are only doing it to get something."
"Come on!" she said kissing his neck, despite his protest, "let's get out of here." She said, feeling oddly braver than normal. The real Viola would never do this. She was also getting another headache.
"No can do, sweetheart." His hands moved to her waist. Suddenly she realised she wasn't pretending to enjoy kissing him anymore. Why did she like kissing him? He was holding her captive and she was making out with him and LIKED it! What was wrong with her? She looked into Hart's eyes, "You're really not going to let me out?" he shook his head. She just shrugged and leaned in again, kissing him more passionatly than she had ever kissed Dean. She ran her fingers through his hair, she couldn't stop herself.
"Viola, maybe we should stop." She pulled away from him and looked into his eyes, their arms were still wrapped around eachother. "Or maybe we shouldn't." He said pulling her back to him, which she liked. She was really freaking herself out.