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johnseedfanclub · 3 years

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Come get ya’lls fanfiction

WIP Day!

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“WHY DID YOU SMOKE WITH HIM?!” the man yelled at Connor. Though the man could size Connor up quite easily he didn’t flinch

“What??? He seemed lost or something” Connor answered confused “I felt bad n’ wanted to give him a warm welcome. Which none of you do anymore”

The man looks at Connor dumbfounded “He was supposed to go through FUCKING ATONEMENT.” He gritted through bared teeth “You’re fucking LUCKY for the drug trades you and John make otherwise he’d have-“

“-Have my head on a stick. Yeah yeah you told me ten fucking times this week” Connor finished “You know Michael you think you’re all tough but you’re scaring no one”

That was a blatant lie

Michael was one of Eden’s Gates best trained Chosen. He was trained without mercy, compared to others that were trained before and after him. He had a muscular build, was extremely strong compared to most, and was a quick thinker. He even knew how to quickly put anyone and everyone in their place, even if it went down in a fight. Though he was extremely particular and terrifying to everyone, including Eden’s followers, he was quite attractive and if it weren’t for his attitude he would probably be Hope County’s top 5 attractive men

Michael felt his blood boiling as he spoke to the small minded stoner “Talking to you is like talking to a puppy. It takes more than just talking and scolding to get you to listen”

“Awh...cranky that you gotta tell Daddy Johnny what happened???” Connor teased before bursting out laughing in front of the enraged man

“Shut your fucking SMARTASS mouth” Michael quickly barked back

“Okay Diego” Connor rolled his eyes “Why don’t you go on some forest adventure?” Connor had no problem insulting Michael despite his terrifying stories of killing people off. After all he been Michael’s friends every since he joined Eden’s Gate.

Nonetheless

Michael wanted to rip Connor’s throat out, as any best friend would.

“You know.....I won’t say anything. I already told John about your little fuck up” Michael sneered

“Oh you fucking asshole.” Connor looked around “Why would you do that”

“Because Angel was marked”

“John is like a fucking Pomeranian times fucking three. You barely say anything to him and then- BARKBARKBARKBARKBARKBARK” Connor had no problem mocking John, let alone anyone besides Joseph and Jacob, otherwise he gave no fucks

Michael covered his mouth and cleared his throat so he wouldn’t laugh “This isn’t a fucking joke Connor. This is our jobs and lives on the line”

Their radios cracked and speaking of the devil

“Michael, Connor, meet me in my office immediately” John said on the radio

“You fucking-“ Connor punched Michael in the arm

“That all you got?” Michael felt worse

“You’re fucking terrible” Connor said before walking towards John’s office “You’re coming too y’know”

“Mmmh, not for the same reason”

“Fuck you” Connor huffed out

Michael and Connor both entered John’s bunker office (whatever you call it) John was waiting for the both of them at his desk. His facial expression said more than enough to the both of them.

“Hey John-“

“Don’t ‘Hey John’ me” John interrupted

“I was trying to be nice????” Connor said back

“You know why you’re here? Hmmm?”

“Is it about that stupid man you keep ranting about? Hmmm?” Connor answered

“Of course IT FUCKING IS.” John stood up from his desk chair, striding towards Connor while scolding him “I’M STILL TRYING TO WRAP MY HEAD AROUND THE WHY”

“Oh boy...” Connor said under his breath

“SO TELL ME. WHY? WHY WOULD YOU LET HIM GO?”

Connor puts his hand on John’s chest and pushes him back slightly “John, dude, move back. What are you going to do?” Connor snorted “bite my ankles or something?”

John swats Connor’s hand away “Watch yourself.” he growled

“Fine. John. I’m going to be honest. You take in the wrong people to be turned into followers.” Connor finally answered John’s question

“I’m listening.”

“But you’re not like Jacob you’re too quick to turn people into followers, you don’t look for anything else. You don’t look for potential.”

John rolls his eyes “You sure Jacob didn’t get to your head too?”

“Fuck off” Connor cut John off and tried to ignore it “Anyways I think your guy here’s got fucking potential”

Michael looked at him as if he lost his damn mind “You’re fucking baked Connor”

“Can it, asshole.”

John wasn’t paying much attention until Connor said Angel, of all people, got potential. He couldn’t get a word of common sense out but,

“What in the FUCK do you mean by that”

Connor let out an exhasperated sigh “You guys don’t think smart and it shows”

“Connor he’s a fucking COP.” Michael moved in front of Connor “If he wasn’t, I still wouldn’t get it. He was trying to arrest Joseph. You reeeeeally think that’s a good idea to have a cop around”

“He had no means of killing or arresting me. We actually talked for a bit.” Connor said effortlessly “Also John, I don’t think he’s the problem, you are.”

“YOU LET HIM OUT ON PURPOSE?” John yelled “CONNOR. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!”

“Yes I did that.” Connor said calmly

Michael covered his face from Connor’s embarrassment “Oh my fucking God”

“What? Not ashamed. He seemed nice. We smoked after too.”

John breathed in and let out a heavy breath he was holding back “Go fucking find that son of a bitch and you bring him back here to ME. No fucking excuses”

“M’kay mooom” Connor mocked John

“Michael’s coming.” John added

“I don’t wanna go hunting with dad, he sucks-“

Michael took no time to grab Connor and drag him out of John’s office “Don’t worry we’ll bring him back John” Michael quickly said to him “Let’s fucking GO dumbass, wasted my precious time already”

“Y’know in due time you’ll see that small man ain’t the real problem” Connor scowled at Michael like an angry teenager “n’ I can’t wait till ya’ll say I was right for once.”

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johnseedfanclub · 3 years

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WIP DAAAAYYY

Ya’ll are crazy with the wip tags lmaoooo I enjoy writing for ya’ll tho~

Tagged by @mrspaigeomega thx bestieeee 💕

“What the fuuuuck”

It been only what? An hour? maybe two? I don’t know... four...? Maybe? Angel was completely out of it after whatever that.....Connor..dude gave him. He had no idea where he was going. He was definitely on some road of some sort. Where? God knows. At this point, he was wandering around like a lost sheep. No one around him, no ride, no place to rest or camp out, fucking nothing.

“Jesus fucking Christ....what the fuck was in that thing?”

Angel tried to gather his senses but with whatever he took it was a fighting battle between his senses and the psychedelic effects of that...what was that again?...fucking Cannabliss. He was swaying slightly and stumbling. Maybe this was a bad idea. It’s been years since Angel touched weed, let alone any drug.

“God fucking- FUUUUCK!”

Angel leaned to the side a bit too much and fell over the guardrail on the road. And with his luck there was a hillside and he tumbled downward until he hit a tree stomach first. Angel felt a rush of pain and nausea hit him like a fucking truck. He couldn’t even bring himself to get up. So he stayed for a few minutes recovering.

“Holy FUCK am I glad I’m not white boy wasted” Angel said to himself as he finally gotten up, still swaying slightly and trying to gain control of himself. He looked around and luckily found a hiking trail of some sort and stumbled his way onto it.

“I can’t fucking take this anymore” Angel sighed out as he took out his radio and held it up, radioing no one but who else?

“Connor...” Angel cut off the radio “of course of all people I trust”

“CONNOR” Angel tried radioing the other man again

“SHHHHHT” was heard on the other side

“Connor I’m fucking dyin’ the fuck did you give me”

“Angel stop it. First of all this is YOUR fault I told you it isn’t the same as fucking weed it’s much stronger ya fuckin’ lightweight.” Connor whispered into the radio “Second, you need to lay the FUCK low. They found out you left and if you don’t find a place to seek shelter you’re gonna be fuckin’ dyin’”

Angel heard the radio cut off and knew he wouldn’t be able to find a way to make this shit wear off

“Fucking FANTASTIC” Angel said loudly

Maybe a bit too loudly

“What was that?”

“Over there”

Though Angel was blissed out of his mind if didn’t take much to comprehend it wasn’t no regular civilian

“Fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck fuck” Angel panicked as he tried scrambling back to where that fucking stupid tree was and tried climbing back up to the road

“THERE HE IS. GET HIS ASS”

“OH SHIIIIT.” Angel managed to finally jump over the guard rail, well...more like fall, and started sprinting as if his life depended on it.

I mean it did

But as he was running, he realized he didn’t feel....tired.. and to his surprise, he was running faster than a fucking marathon runner.

But he quickly took this thought out of his head when he heard gunshots behind him, followed by angry call outs and screaming

“These fuckers don’t let up do they?” Angel said through breaths

Angel found a dirt road making a sharp turn into the forest again. After his first experience he really didn’t want to go somewhere that would probably cause him to meet with these freaks again but

“I’ll take my fucking chances”

Angel sprinted down the dirt road for a bit before walking off of it to prevent himself from being too visible.

“God...haven’t ran like that in years...kinda felt good”

The effects of the cannabliss were really starting to kick in, Angel went from feeling disoriented to energized. He felt like he could run all through Holland Valley without any trouble. He could probably take down a thousand peggies in the middle of it too.

“Connor” Angel radioed him again

“You’re going to get me into trouble”

“I feel fucking great Connor you have more of that” Angel whispered into his radio

“Calm your fucking asscheeks little man, it’s your first time. I’m guessing the adrenaline kicked in huh”

“Oh fuck yeah” Angel chuckled “Some fucking country rats were chasing me and I ran as if I was Usain Bolt”

“Country r- ANGEL!!! GET YOUR ASS SOMEWHERE SAFE THOSE WERE EDEN’S HUNTERS” Connor yelled through the radio

“Huh??” Angel tilted his head slightly

“THEY’RE EITHER GONNA BRING YOU BACK TO JOHN OR KILL YOUR ASS”

“OH SHIT” Angel started panicking “WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME THAT EARLIER”

“I FUCKING DI-“

Angel turned off his radio and looked around

“No fucking map, no people, no help, holy fucking-“

Just as Angel was trying to figure out how he was going to find a way to get to safety, a bullet grazed his shoulder, piercing skin but not luckily no entry

“FUC-“ Angel tried to hold in a howl as he gripped his arm and ducked out of sight. He quickly started crawling his way through the thick brush hoping no one would find him. But with this new psychedelic effect it might aid him in his escape

“Gotta get to Falls End...Gotta get to Falls End-“ Angel whispered to himself

“Look what we have here”

Shit.

Angel quickly got himself up off the floor and looked around quickly, spotting Michael a few foot steps away.

“You know I knew this would be easy but not this easy”

Michael was almost right. Compared to him, Angel is a little boy 5’11 to 5’6 is quite the difference in height, let alone the fact that he was trained like a soldier by Jacob. It didn’t help Angel that he was high off his rockers at the same time, giving Michael a great advantage

“Mmm..the effects didn’t wear off either huh” Michael teased as he leaned down to look at Angel’s eyes, pupils completely blown wide. “First timer?”

Angel couldn’t get any words out. Instead he turned around and tried to run.

“AHT- AHT-“ Michael grabbed Angel by the arm and tugged him close “Don’t think your getting yourself out of this one”

Oh but he was. Though Angel was small, he had skill. As a former underboss and marksman he was trained to fight. Even if he wasn’t armed to the teeth like Eden’s Hunters and Chosen he could take down a man with ease

“Mmmh..yeah...I’d say that too.” Angel nodded in agreement before swinging around and socking Michael in the nose

“ACK-“ Michael didn’t let go but loosened his grip just enough

Angel clenched his fist and went for the throat, punching him hard enough to make the man let him free before lifting his foot, earning Michael a hard blow to the stomach

Michael became a coughing mess, in shock that the smaller man sized him up so quickly, despite being under the influence

Angel made no time to get away running as fast as this adrenaline could take him

Michael let out a huff and wiped the blood off of his nose, taking out his MP40 and aiming it at Angel’s back. He put his finger on the trigger, ready to end the man’s life but lowered his weapon. Touching his nose and looking at the blood on his fingers, chuckling to himself

“Hmm...maybe Connor was right about you...”

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