YOU RUN
Johnny Silverhand x Female V
Warning for violence, torture and language
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You have always been accustomed to your intrusive thoughts.
Being a mercenary is stressful, you have to live second by second, because who knows if some cyber psychopath is ready to kill you behind a corner or if a gang member is waiting for you on your way home.
You said once that you would never reach your thirties and with the last developments, that was now the truth.
"Shit" you cursed as the image of Jakie in a pool of his blood on the backseat of Delamain's taxi infested your head.
Your brain was a haunted house, full of ghosts, full of dead people.
"I prefer roller coasters, more vomit but the rush of adrenaline is way better" Jhonny materialized on the sofa of your apartment, legs on the table and arms crossed.
"Speaking of the devil" you pondered.
"What are we going to do, eh? Looking for solving troubles or causing them? I won't say no to a JoyToy either..." he smiled from his spot, casually flipping through the pages of a magazine.
"I'm tired Jhonny, I'm going to bed" you responded, messaging your temples, feeling the beginning of a headache.
"Agh, you're no fun, girl! Stop acting like you never lose someone before, you kill people for a living!" he huffed.
Anger boiled in your veins making your blood rush to your head.
"Maybe because I'm not a terrorist like you! Did you ever think FOR REAL about what you've done? That tower was filled with people who were just making their jobs. Clerks, secretaries, technicians, the pizza guy there for a fucking delivery? A kid at work with his dad? Huh? Do you ever think about it?" you shouted out.
"That's what you think of me? That I'm just a mindless bloodthirsty killer?" he asked too calmly for your tastes.
"I can't tell you what I think about you, Silverhand " you said storming to your room where you let your body fall on the bed.
The sleep came quickly, you were exhausted, but you were equally restless.
Your dreams were filled with blood, the blood of people you once loved and of the people you killed.
There was Jhonny too at some point, just images flashing in your mind, a different dream, and you didn't know why but it happens frequently.
You woke up to the big eyes of Nibbles calling for food, that little creature was always hungry.
You padded barefoot to the kitchenette when Jhonny glitched in front of you, sitting by the sink.
"You still look like shit" he commented.
"Yeah, at least I'm not dead" you answered, earning a middle finger from the rocker.
Nibbles got his food and you made a nice cup of coffee, perfect for you but too sweet and hot for Jhonny, who complained about your tastes.
Your phone rang, and a message from Dakota about a new gig popped on the screen.
"What's this time?" Johnny asked, but you ignored him so he had to peek from behind your shoulder.
"Shit, this is sick" the man commented.
Johnny watched you calling Dakota back for confirming you accepted the job, still barefoot and walking around the room until you ended the call and entered the bathroom.
"I'm going to take a shower, try to not be a fucking creep" you screamed from under the water spray.
There was no need anymore to cover yourself in front of Jhonny, you've been in his head and he was literally in yours, it was the closest type of relationship ever existed.
Not even two hours later you were on the track of Maelstrom, the trail of blood they left behind was hard to ignore.
You left the bike at the corner of a large building filled with rusty containers and trash, you disabled the two large turrets that were about to point in your direction and sneaked inside by an open window.
"This fucker won't stay still! How am I supposed to cut his fucking arm? " the voice of a screaming gang member reached your ears.
"Agh just kill this bastard already" another answered.
A moment after the sound of a shot resounded off the concrete walls.
"V you have to hurry," Jhonny told you from inside your head.
You used ping to scan the area, highlighting their tech and bodies to your eyes.
"Just 6 of them, sound easy enough," you thought.
When you were right at the back of a Maelstrom, ready to snap his neck, your vision started to blur, glitch and blood ran down your nose"
You dropped to the ground senseless.
You slowly came back to your senses and for a moment you believed you could no longer see.
The room in which you were was pitch black and cold as ice, you tried to move your arms and legs but you were been tied to something, a stretcher probably.
Your breath came quick and ragged, hyperventilating from the fear, your head felt foggy, your nude body icy cold.
"Did they... Did they drug me?" you asked yourself.
When the metal sound of doors being opened filled your head, echoing like in a bad trip, you saw that they kept you in a container, waiting for the moment to slaughter you.
"Well well well, what do we have here? Some nice Corpo implants, pricy aren't they?" a light-skinned guy entered your visual field.
He pushed the stretcher into an area that reminded a surgery room, but dirtier and with various body parts hanging by hooks.
"Hehehe, just wait here, little slut. The doctor will receive you soon" he chucked darkly.
You started to panic, even more, you knew they would cut you to pieces and sell your parts to the black market, your head tried to react but the drugs made you feel like the body wasn't your own, like when Johnny...
You cried, trying to trash from side to side, screaming at the top of your lungs.
"JHONNY!" you cried.
The man gave no response.
"JHONNY PLEASE!" you tried again.
"Don't leave me alone, please don't leave me" hot tears run down your cheeks as you sobbed.
You knew that if you died he would have died too.
Another Maelstrom entered the room, followed by five more fellows.
"LET ME GO, YOU SON OF A FUCKING WHORE" you shouted.
He ignored you, continuing his task of choosing the right tool to cut your body.
Closing your eyes as you felt something touching your face, gasping in fear you opened them again, finding Jhonny looking down at you.
"V," he said "it's going to be fine"
"Johnny I don't want to die here" you whispered.
He cupped her cheeks with his hands, stroking the cold flesh with his thumbs and you swear you could have felt it.
"You will not die here, Samurai" he reassured you " I won't let that happen"
His eyes softened when you shivered and sobbed furthermore.
"Fry their chrome, V" he told you.
"What?" you asked back.
"I know you can do it. If you can reboot their optics you can overload their implants too!"
"What if I damage the Relic too?"
At that moment the big Maelstrom approached you with a saw in his hands.
"FRY THEM, NOW!" Johnny shouted.
You let out a loud and inhuman cry as you forced all your systems and hacking implants to their limits.
Maelstrom convulsed like they were electrocuted and dropped on the ground their head smoking like lit cigarettes.
"Well well well I don't remember having ordered fried shit" Jhonny commented, crouched down near a dead body.
You took the saw the man let fall on your body while dying and used it to cut the ropes.
"Thank you." you said softly" Sorry for what I said yesterday, I didn't mean it... "
"I know. I know everything that passes through your mind, you little dickhead" he chuckled.
You searched for your clothes but opted to steal them from the bodies, at least you were not nude anymore.
"I know what you think about me, for real" Jhonny said as you tuck your feet in some old booths.
"You know it?" you asked still unstable, feeling your legs like jelly.
"Yeah... That's why I fight all your nightmares away" he said lighting a cigarette.
"Johnny I-" you begin but the man interrupted your words.
"You don't need to voice your thoughts, V" a puff of smoke escaped his lips.
"Are you just telling me this to get in my panties, right? " you joked.
"Girl, right now, you are not even wearing them" he grinned.
