Paternal Bonds Shattered

Disclaimer: Do I need to say it? I don't own iCarly

A/N READ THIS: This was a response to a review, I decided to put it up in this author note instead of the prior note I had up. This version of PB is told from Sam's perspective. It's everything PB was and MORE. There are going to be a few minor and MAJOR changes I'm making, since reading PB I've discovered a few inconsistancies and a few upsets in reality. I've also thought of some plot stuff that would have made for a better plot and explanation for why certain things happened.

So, in short this PB should be much better and different. So there will be some minor changes, such as after ten years, Sam not knowing why the bad guys were there. Sure I did it for suspense, but let's be real, etn years, she's going to know. And obviously, Valerie's not going to be cruel all those ten years. Another, more applicable approach to why Jonah couldn't get in touch with Carly for ten years and why nothing happened for ten years will also be explained. So I'm hoping people will read this, because it will be everything PB was, plus more. There's going to be a MAJOR thing going on surrounding that mysterious first child that Sam had.

So, if you liked PB, you will LOVE THIS STORY. You don't really have to read the origional paternal bonds either, but it might be good since I don't plan on going as indepth with Freddie's side during the time that the origional Paternal Bonds took place. However you will know what he and the others are doing in this story, so reading the origional is entirely up to you.

Chapter 1 (Something Snaps Inside)

Hector Puckett, Jeremy Rodriquez, Gibby Gibson, and Nevel Papperman. Four very different people, with different lives, each turned to the darker side of life with a common dislike. What was it that made them tick, somewhere inside, they snapped. We will discover what led these four into their life of crime, leading up to their most final event.

Nevel sat in his chair, a darkened glare on his face as he stared at the iCarly gang performing yet another webshow. His latest attempt had been foiled. For him, it just kept getting worse and worse, the anger inside his head just couldn't take the pressure anymore, and he lashed out. The first to bear the brunt of his anger was his porcupine, Mr. Tibbals. The poor creature was merely eating from his dish, doing nothing wrong, but Nevel saw this as a crime. Nothing ever went his way. "Tibbals, I didn't want you to eat yet!" Nevel shouted as he slammed his hands on the desk. The creature looked up at him helplessly as he quickly stood up.

"I wasn't ready, I don't give you that until three o'clock sharp, You know that!" Nevel shouted and took an angry step forward, pointing at the clock. "It is only two-fifty! Two-fifty! That's ten minutes too soon!" Tibbals continued to eat, and Nevel grasped his hair angrily. Why couldn't he even control a damn porcupine? Without control, he had nothing. "Damn you for not following orders!" Control. That was something that seemed to be missing from his life. He couldn't control anyone or anything. One thing he knew he'd like to control was the mouth on that Sam Puckett, but that would never happen. Nevel quickly took a nearby rod and hit Tibbals with it, knocking the porcupine into a wall. "This will teach you to not follow my instruction!" Tibbals whimpered and his body shivered as he looked up to Nevel, his owner's eyes seemed red with malice and rage. It was clear, as Nevel lifted the rod in the air, that he was gone.

Gibby grunted as he bathed his red and bloody hand under the water in the sink, Sam had gotten him again. She meant no harm, but when she slammed that locker door on his hand, it hurt like hell and broke his skin. He pulled some hydrogen peroxide from his backpack, something he'd been carrying around with him lately, and started pouring it on his hand, shouting as the pain stung him. "It burns! Damn it!"

He set the bottle on the sink and held his hand out from the water for a second. His chest heaved as he stared at his bloody hand, he still wasn't done medicating it. "She's gone too far this time..." That seemed to be what he said everytime, was that she'd gone too far. He sighed and poured some more of the peroxide on the wound, shouting out in agony. Why the hell did it have to hurt so bad? Why did Sam have to be the way she was?

"Ooh, how I'd like to wipe that damn smirk off her face. Whatever it takes to get her to stop torturing me…"Gibby frowned and reached into his backpack, grabbing out a roll of gauze. He was using up too much of this these days. He didn't realize that something got into his blood and already seemed to be affecting him, tuning into his more aggressive side. He growled and clenched up his fist. He never struck a girl before, but sometimes, Sam made him want to do this. He always resisted the urge to smack her down before. "Wonder how much fun it'd be to smack her around for once would be…" He looked at himself in the mirror and growled angrily, raising his unwounded fist and slamming it into the mirror, shattering the glass. He screamed out as several shards cut him.

Jeremy sat on the school steps, blowing his nose and sneezing. He was tired of this illness, it was messing with him in so many ways. It felt like every time he sneezed, a million of his brain cells were getting tossed about. Whether or not that was true, was another story. "Why can't I be a healthy kid?" Jeremy slowly stood up and groaned as he found himself needing to blow his nose again. Luckily for him, he kept a pack of tissues with him at all times. It was embarrassing as hell, but he really, honestly, had no choice. "Shit…"

He looked up to see Sam laughing at him, like she did every single day. She called him 'Germy' and went on her way, laughing it up with Carly and Freddie. Jeremy narrowed his eyes and growled, crumpling his tissue in his hand. How he hated them, he hated everyone. Jealousy ran thickly through his vein as he eyed Sam. How dare they be healthy and he be constantly sick, it wasn't right, it wasn't fair!

"This is a living nightmare for me, you'll never understand. You'll never know what a nightmare is!" Sam looked back with a blank expression and scoffed.

"Whatever Germy, put a sock in it," Sam said quietly. Her face then twisted into a smirk and she laughed. "Oh that's right, if you did that you'd suffocate because you'd be breathing the sock into your throat!" Jeremy growled and his fists tightened, his knuckles glowing a brighter red. He couldn't stand her.

"I'd like to shove a sock down your throat." He turned around and started walking away. God he hated her, but then, he hated most of the people in this world. If there was a god out there, then surely that sentient being would bestow upon him an angel, a way out of this misery.

Hector Puckett, the bad boy getting released from prison after several years in jail for the sexual assault and child molestation of a twelve year old girl. He was being released on good behavior. He knew father's day was coming up, so he would definitely have to pay a visit to his beloved daughter. Although, his wife, Amy, probably wouldn't want him anywhere near them.

He didn't think he was such a bad guy though, he'd changed since his years in prison. Or, that was what many people thought. He would make a full turn-around, there was no doubt about that. "Bye Hector, have fun in the outside world!" A fellow inmate shouted out joyously. Hector smiled and waved off the inmate.

"Thanks," Hector replied. He pushed his hands into his pockets as he walked out to a group of police officers. He smiled gracefully as they started on his paperwork. Glancing out the window, he couldn't help but to notice how beautiful it was. The grass was green, the sky was blue, and he just couldn't wait to get out there. "It's a beautiful day, isn't it officers?"

"Sure it is, Puckett," One of the officers said without caring. They sighed and handed him a pen. "Just sign here and be on your way."

"Thank you." Hector signed on the line and gathered up everything that was needed. He then left the jail and sighed, he wasn't entirely sure what he was going to do. First things first, he most likely needed to rent a car. He tried to think of what he could do for work, maybe being an editor or a publisher could be a good idea. He had to think small for now, though, since he'd just gotten out of prison. He started walking, unsure of where he was headed at the moment. After a few minutes, he stopped when he heard someone sneeze.

"Damn it," The youth said with a groan. Hector looked over to see a sixteen year old boy dressed in a suit standing next to a car, he was sneezing into a tissue. The boy sighed and tossed the tissue on the ground, not giving a damn about littering regulations. "Hector Puckett, I assume?"

"Yes, that's me, what do you want?"

"Hi, I'm Jeremy Rodriquez." Jeremy extended his hand and Hector shook it, he was always up to meeting new people. "It's a pleasure meeting you."

"Yeah, it's nice to meet you too." Jeremy had taken a recent interest in this man and the events surrounding his case. Hell, if anything, it was possible this man could be the very answer he sought. This was Sam's dad. It didn't look like Sam was going anywhere other than the same trail of her father, so she was just like him, trash. She was nothing to this world. All he had to do was strike a bone within Hector, and perhaps they could collaborate a scheme so deadly, that they could finally shut her up for good.

"So what do you intend to do when you go home, Mr. Puckett?"

"See my wife and my kid, I guess."

"Weren't you abusive at some time in your life?" Hector frowned and narrowed his eyes, he wasn't sure where Jeremy was headed with this. "Look, Sam's been nothing but a bitch, someone needs to teach that woman a lesson. Her mother isn't even raising her properly."

"Hm…"

"I'm just saying, someone needs to take care of her." Jeremy sneezed again and groaned frustratingly. "Here's what I was thinking, and I do know how to make you go with my plan too." Hector raised his eyebrows up as Jeremy reached into his pocket. "Believe me, I can screw things up for you and your world very easily." Hector slowly nodded his head and gave a gentle sigh.

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