So… this is a GamKar fan fiction with a little JohnKat on the way… Enjoy!
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"Run Kar-bro."
Karkat shook his head. "Not without out you, Fuckass."
"Man… Motherfucker really knows how to up and make this all harder and shit…" Gamzee didn't have time to wait. He pushed Karkat into the escape pod. "I ain't goin' motherfucker. You knew that when we started this."
"Gamzee… you can't stay… they'll—"
"YOU DON'T THINK I DON'T KNOW THAT THEY'LL KILL ME, MOTHERFUCKER!" Gamzee stopped and took a second to calm down. "Shit man… you made me all up and get my rage on." Indigo tears dripped down his face when he looked up. "You gotta go motherfucker…"
Karkat knew he was right. If he didn't leave now, then they would both get caught and this would have been all for nothing. Somehow that didn't make this any easier. "I'm gonna come back and get you, you shitstain bulge licker."
"I know, palebro." Gamzee smiled wryly, showing he knew Karkat wouldn't come back, or more accurately, couldn't come back.
Karkat hugged Gamzee fiercely and started crying. "just… Just don't die, Gamzee… please…" Karkat stood back and let the door close.
Gamzee went and stood in the hallway. His tears didn't stop. He stood out of the way as the royal guards ran to the escape pod's door. Once they had discovered that the door could not be opened they turned on Gamzee. They fell on him and beat him mercilessly. Such was the lot of traitors.
Karkat launched himself at the door, screaming his Moirail's name and pounding on the glass. His pleas for the guards to stop fell on deaf ears as the escape pod shot off into space.
And that was the last time Karkat ever saw his Moirail… Battered and broken.
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ONE AND A HALF SWEEPS/THREE YEARS LATER
Karkat awoke from a nightmare. His sheets were soaked with sweat. He slowly peeled them off of him and got up to shower as per his daily routine.
He let the water warm up before getting in. It took a little while with the water pouring over his head before he remembered what day it was.
'What a wonderful day…' he thought grumpily. 'Happy wriggling day to the saddest excuse for a living creature in the entirety of the universe…'
After he finished his shower, he put on some boxers and sat on the sofa in the living room. He stared at the wall. This was his entertainment for the morning. He couldn't turn on a TV because it used electricity in excessive amounts. Same with any other electronics. No other electronics means no fridge. No fridge meant no keeping food. So Karkat spent most of his day scavenging for food.
Sure, this all sounded dull, but Karkat was thankful he had the luxury of a bed and a roof. Most fugitives weren't so lucky. Hell, he even had a shower, which he only got away with because it hardly showed up on the radar.
That's right; the electricity for these houses was being monitored. The houses' electricity was left on in an attempt to capture humans who were still on the run from the Troll Empire. The trolls monitored the electricity use and ran to the house that had a spike. Karkat had found this out the hard way. He had only wanted to watch some DVDs he had found. About an hour into the movie, trolls had shown up and Karkat had just barely escaped unseen.
Ever since then it had been strictly showers only.
Karkat sighed and stood, heading into the bedroom to get dressed. Once clothed, he grabbed his backpack and left out the back door and slunk between houses, making sure to only use roads as needed. Never could be too careful.
He headed for the part of the collection of houses he hadn't been to yet. He hoped there would be some food there. He had enough in his current house to survive, but he figured you could never have too much.
Karkat tested the back door on the house. It was unlocked. They were always unlocked. He headed for the kitchen and opened up all the pantries. He found a couple of cans of soup and can of pineapple juice.
He left and headed for another house. The process repeated well into the evening. He must have been through at least 20 houses and taken at least 30 cans when he decided to call it a day. His pack was heavy and he wanted to make it home before the sun absconded. The sun on this planet wasn't as bright as Alternia's and Karkat had gotten used to it. He shrugged his shoulders to relieve some pain from the straps when he saw it.
From the window of one of the nearby houses, a TV had been turned on, and a soft glow was flickering through the window.
'Shit…' Karkat thought. He checked the house number. 'Good, far enough from home. They won't raid me…' Karkat sighed and began to turn away. He wasn't too concerned now that he knew that the house was far enough away from his. The humans had figured out what the trolls were doing and would periodically set off the alarm in one section and run to another section to get supplies. So Karkat figured no one was in the house.
He figured wrong.
As he was turning away he saw a shadow block out the light. He cursed and ran for the house. He burst through the door at a sprint and skidded to a halt in front of the TV, switching it off quickly. "ARE YOU FUCKASSES CRAZY!" he screamed, turning around. Four pair of eyes stared at him in horror.
"Troll…" the black haired female whispered.
'Shit…' "Listen… It's not what you think… I'm not one of them… Well I am, but not really…"
"BASTARD!" The blond male dove at Karkat and tackled him to the ground.
Karkat cursed loudly as he hit the floor. "YOU FUCKING IDIOT! WE DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS! THE MONITORS WILL BE HERE ANY SECOND!"
As if on cue, the sound of a truck pulling up out front made the room fall silent. The blond haired male released Karkat, and Karkat sprang up. "Don't just sit there you nooksniffers!" he whispered furiously, "Run!"
At that, the five of them bolted out the back door. They leapt over fences and streaked across streets. Karkat tripped up and fell face first into the grass of one yard. He bounced up and quickly slid of his backpack and threw it over the fence. He ran promptly in the other direction hoping to come back later and get his supplies or, at the very least, create a false trail. He had lost sight of the four humans, but he couldn't stop running. He only slowed when he had reached the edge of the collection of houses. He tried to catch his breath as he sat on the sidewalk.
"Pssstttt…."
Karkat nearly jumped at the noise.
"In the bushes…"
Karkat turned and saw the source of the voice. It was the black haired male from earlier.
"Come on. You can hide here."
Karkat didn't argue. He slid under the bushes with the human.
"I'm John, by the way." The human said with a big, stupid grin.
"That's nice, dumbass. Now is not the time for idle chatter. Where are your friends?"
"I lost them." John looked distressed.
Karkat cursed. "Listen… John was it? Listen, John, they probably got away. I'm sure…" Karkat suddenly stopped talking and his eyes went wide. He slumped down quick.
"What?" John looked confused. Karkat quickly slapped a hand over John's mouth just as the truck turned onto the street they were hiding next to. The truck slowly drove by, obviously scanning for humans. As the truck drove by them, Karkat's heart sank. In the bed of the truck, tied up and knocked out, were the other three humans.