#dad!jackie

Summary: Jameson came home with bruises all over his arms, and, well, Marvin found out, so, he asked Jamie what happened. As it turns out, the poor little kindergartener’s bullies were back, but this time, they came with extra things to hurt him with. They jumped him, and, he still somehow managed to walk home, however, his brothers called their country’s emergency hotline as soon as all of them knew about how severe the injuries were.

TW: MAJOR PHYSICAL TRAUMA, VIOLENCE, SEVERE ANGST, BULLYING, ALCOHOLISM, ETC.

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Marvin gritted his teeth. His baby brother came home crying once more today. It was those damned brats again. They never left poor Jamie alone! God, he hated them.

“What happened this time, Jamie?” He asked, holding his littlest brother’s painfully injured arm delicately in his hands, as he studied the horrid, nearly blackened bruises that practically covered it from his wrist to his shoulder.

“... T-They... Jumped me after school... Charley had a bat, Luke h-had a b-big textbook, S-Sammy had... steel-toed boots... and the rest just kicked me or encouraged them...”

“But what happened, Jame? I... How much of you hurts?!”

“E-Everything... My... w-whole body hurts...” His voice was so weak and broken from his pain and distress... Marvin hated that his brother went through that. He promised himself he’d do everything his baby bro described to him right back to those stupid brats, and more, just to get back at them for everything else they’d done to his bro.

No one hurts his little brother.

No one.

“... Do you remember what happened, Jame..?” He asked, much more gently this time.

“... Y-Yes...”

“Can you tell me? I won’t tell mama, promise. She won’t know this happened.”

“... O-okay...”

When Jamie finished, he was much, much angrier than before. In fact, he was shaking a little, just from the effort it took not to grab a knife and run off to kill them all right there and then. Thankfully, the boys were all in the same boy scout troop, so he wasn’t going to have any issues getting them all rounded up for the moment he’d pay them back all the pain they gave poor Jamie.

“... Jame... Take off your shirt, please, I wanna see how bad it is.”

“... I... But, what if mom sees..?”

“I won’t let that happen, lil bro.”

“... Ok..” Jamie took off his once pristine, ivory shirt, which was now scuffed with dirt, grass stains, and, in some places, blood. Oh, it looked so much worse than it sounded... His brother’s chest was littered with bruises, big and small, some even seeming to overlap in places. Not to mention all the little cuts and gashes everywhere... How on earth did Jamie manage to walk home with all of that?!

“Jack! S-Seán! Henry!!!!” He cried for his brothers, his voice filled with worry. He wasn’t afraid his mother might come looking for what was wrong; She wasn’t home yet. The sounds of the others all getting up from their beds and such echoed through the house, as Chase was the first to come in the room, only to find Marvin hugging the horribly beaten and bruised kindergartener like he was about to die.

“J-JayJay?! W-What the crap happened to you?!” The 6 year-old cried, his eyes filling with tears as his older brothers came in and each took places- Henrik, calling emergency services, Seán, comforting Chase, and Jack, trying to get Marvin off of Jameson. They all went quiet as Henrik finally got an answer from the operators.

“H-Hello?! P-Please, Ma’am, w-we- my- my baby bro, h-he needs-! N-No! He-He’s really really hurt!”

“N-No, I-I- He-He looks like someone t-took a-a huge pile of bricks and d-dumped them on him-!”

“... I-I... I’m 7.... H-His name’s Jameson... H-He’s 4...” Henrik’s voice broke as he mentioned Jameson’s age.

“Jackie... I... I’m getting dizzy...” Jameson whimpered.

“J-James-! S-Stick with us!” Jackie cried, catching the poor child as he collapsed a little.

“P-Please! Send them, quick! He- He’s getting really pale!” Henrik sobbed. The operator’s was voice raised to be detectable to the others now, though, it was severely muffled.

Henrik was breaking down now, tears spilling from his eyes in mass rivers as he begged the operator to send the ambulance.

“N-N-No! M-Mom can’t know!” He sobbed. The operator sounded confused, but he responded quickly.

“B-Because she’ll yell and scream and Jameson for not- not shutting up and de-dealing with the pain..!” Henrik’s voice was shaking and squeaking constantly, as he choked his words through his constant, terrified sobbing. The operator went quiet for a moment, but then she seemed to start trying to get Henrik to stay calm.

“... T-There’s more than just m-me and him, yeah...”

“... S-Six, there’s s-six of us... Y-Yes, we’re all here... p-please... tell them to hurry...”

“H-Henny..?” Marvin whimpered, wanting to go to his other brother, but also knowing Jameson needed more than just Jackie there.

“... O-Okay... G-Guys, s-she says to k-k-keep James awake!”

“O-Oh, no, Ja-Jamie, darling, stay with us..!” Marvin immediately turned to Jameson, whose eyes were half-shut.

Jamie groaned quietly “mmmm... b’... m’tired..”

“J-Jamie, please! T-The person who sent help says you c-can’t sleep!” He cried.

“J-James, p-please, stay a-awake for me, ‘kay?” Jack begged, jostling the much smaller boy a bit. “I-I-If you have to, d-don’t stop talking, o-okay?”

“okay... Mavvy... w-where... where’s mommy..?”

“M-Momma’s at work, Jamie..”

Chase and Seán finally ran over to them, helping them keep Jameson awake, and getting Henrik to join the group as well. They all sat down in a little cluster, with jameson held up in the middle.

“... S-Speaker...? H-How do I put it on..? O-Oh, okay...” Henrik asked the operator, but she answered before he finished.

“... Jameson, honey, can you hear me?” A woman’s voice came through the phone.

“Y-Yeah..?”

“There’s help on the way to come save you, okay, sweetie? It’s gonna be okay.”

“... Okay...”

“Don’t fall asleep, alright? I know it’s tempting, but right now you have to stay awake, no matter what happens.”

“... I won’t...”

“Good.”

It was quiet for a few seconds.

“... Can you tell me about why your mom would yell at you, sweetie..?”

“... Mamma doesn’t like it when we tell her we’re hurt... she’s not very nice to us, either...”

“... I see... Has she ever hurt you, sweetie?”

“... Mm-hm... She gets really dizzy and really angry whenever she drinks at night... Sometimes she does it in the mornings too...”

“J-Jamie...” Marvin started.

“Marvin knows what I’m talking about, too...”

“... Does she hurt all of you..?”

“... Mom prefers to take most of it out on Jameson... She sometimes goes after the rest of us, too, though...” Seán explained.

“... Have you interfered before..?”

“... Mommy throws them when they tell her to leave me alone... Last time it happened, Mavvy got a coh-cushin...”

“... Oh, dear... Does anyone else know about this, sweetie..?”

“... No... Mamma’s a good liar...”

“Alright... How are you doing? The doctors say they’re almost there.”

“... It... hurts...”

“I know, sweetie... What exactly happened to you..?”

“... The mean kids from the 4th grade class attacked me while I was walking home...”

“Were you alone?”

“Mmhm... None of the others go to the same school as me... momma has to work...”

“Why doesn’t your mother pick you up?”

“... jackie says she can’t afford to have us all and not work all day...”

“Oh... I see. Do... Do these kids attack you every day?”

“... yes.”

“What?!”

“James?!”

“...”

Everyone gasped in astonishment aside from the operator and Marvin, since Marvin was the only one Jamie told about these things.

“... Did you tell the teachers?”

“... no... they told me the teachers can’t do anything ‘cus it happens outside of school...”

“How far do you walk from school to home?”

“Two miles...”

“That far?! Oh, dear...”

The comforting sound of ambulance sirens rushed to their ears, and Chase and Henrik started crying again. The next few minutes were a blurry mess. The paramedics all ran into the house, with Seán running out to guide them to the wounded boy, and helping put him onto the stretcher. They rushed Jamie out of the house, and Marvin, Henrik and Chase all followed, begging to come with him.

They were allowed to go, thankfully, and got into the back of the ambulance with the paramedics and their baby brother. Even as the doors shut, and the ambulance started zipping down the road, the adults all scrambled to start trying to help Jamie.

“... How much is this gonna cost mom..?” He asked.

“... Hopefully nothing...” One of them responded.

“... Okay...”

The ride was scary from then on, dragging on endlessly, as Chase and Henrik clung hopelessly to Marvin. He was struggling not to cry, too.

They arrived. Jamie was rushed to the ER, but Marvin and the other two had to wait outside with a nurse watching them. Another nurse came by and exchanged concerns with the one helping watch them, and they kept looking at the three of them worriedly. The second nurse went back to where she was, and the first sat down next to them.

“Are you boys alright..? I just heard what your brother said about your mom..”

“... We’re.. not injured right now, if that’s what you’re wondering...” Marvin responded flatly.

“How old are you three?”

“I’m 10, Henrik is almost 8, and Chase is 6...”

“... Oh, you poor babies...”

“... I know, I’ve heard it... I’ve been here a couple times myself...”

“You must be Marvin, then, right?”

“... Yeah. The one that got thrown.”

“You should get some rest, little ones... You’ve had a long day.”

“Will do, Nurse..” Marvin said, as Chase nodded and leaned against Marvin. Henrik fell asleep leaning on his other side, though, he ended up falling over onto his lap. Marvin didn’t take long to go to sleep, either, since he’d lost a fair bit of energy over what happened, too.

(A Darkness and Desperation Character sheet)

(Feel free to draw fanart!)

Alignment;

Lawful Evil

Height;

6’

Age;

28, he’s 9.5 months younger than Seán

Status;

Alive

Lore;

Jack Isaac McLoughlin is the second youngest brother, his birthday being on the 21st of November, and making his debut on the list of some of the most well-known villains at the young age of 18, on July 10th, 2008. Whenever his older brother, Seán, was knocked down, he would take over the supervision and protection of their younger siblings until he healed or was released from prison. He and Seán spent their early teens helping themselves and their brothers live, after their biological mother abandoned them, unable to care for them herself, after their father left. They were taken in by the McLoughlin family after a year and a half on the streets, and most of them have vowed to never let anything happen to their beloved adoptive mother, father, brothers and sisters, no matter what. (additionally, Seán and Jack look quite alike, so their adoptive mom occasionally mixed them up, resulting in them adopting each other’s names as nicknames.)

Roll;

Originally, Jack was the advisor/second in command to his older brother, however, when Seán basically dunked himself, Jack took it upon himself to lead, and the others didn’t stop him, due to the hierarchy in their slowly dissolving gang at the time having him as the next in line, and because the other members respected him just as much as they did his fallen brother. Of course, even as their gang dissolves, he retains his high status in the criminal underworld, because most are too afraid to challenge him, and those who do usually end up found dead after a few weeks of no criminal activity, or just disappear all together. This, of course, has lead to his subordinates and peers nicknaming him “The Culprit”, sine he is the only constant variable in all of the disappearances and brutal deaths.

Appearance;

Jack is a lithe, thin man, however, he is nowhere near as stick-like as his more nimble brother, Jameson, whom was, and hopefully will be for many years to come, the gymnast of the family. Of course, don’t let his skinny frame and suits so clean you’d think he just bought them straight from the factory fool you. This highly intelligent and manipulative man is said to have the strength of a thousand men, the kind of strength that, if unmonitored, could snap a man in half with a single chop, or paralyze him from the waist down in a single punch. He is also rumored to have some sort of ability that lets him detect when someone is hiding something, because you can never keep anything from him or get anything past him, at least, not when he’s awake. (Though, we’re not sure if he ever actually sleeps... No one has ever seen him use his bed before.)

Personality;

On the outside, Jack seems a lot like his older brother, with maybe a little less kindness in him, however, if you’re unlucky enough to be one of the people they sometimes kidnap and torture for information, or lucky enough to be a henchman guarding any of the areas where captives and hostages are held, you get to see the crueler, more sadistic side of the villain, as he leaves them to suffer either at the hands of his brothers or to starve for a while longer.

Nicknames for the others;

Seán- Jack, Brother

Marvin- Doll, Marv, Brother

Henrik- Henry, Brother

Anti- Glitch

Chase- Ace, Brother

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