Summary- Will becomes a victim in a dangerous plot.
A/N- I kinda came up with this on the spot. It is really fun getting inside Johns head. Let me know if I did him justice. Oh and I like playing Will too.
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Chapter one- Thrill Seeker
"His child like understanding of the world around him intrigues me. His perception of things are so simplistic, it amazes me. Little William. You still have much to learn."
John placed his journal down with a small satisfied sigh. Hiding in the shadows has become easier now that he wasn't –her- main concern anymore. Let her play with her new toys and he'll settle to watch.
His chair creaked with an annoyed whine due to years of misuse as he leant back. The air in his small but well mannered apartment was still.
It has been still for some time now. The hunger for thrill burned in his veins and the frustration of boredom was unbearable.
Up until most recently he'd been taking victims easily. They would be lured in by his charm and well manners. With a promise of a quick lay and high pay. However this quiet kept deal was one sided. Always ending in blood shed and the search for a hiding spot.
Running his hand over his head he stood, his chair rolling back on contact with the backs of his knees. He turned to the door and reached for his jacket. A glint and shimmer caught his eye.
His gold promise ring, still slick with shine glared at him. Reminding him that no matter how many bodies piled up in the sewers, nothing could fill the void that only she could fill.
Angered at himself he grabbed his jacket and flung it on. He just wanted to go away, it didn't matter where.
He closed his eyes and let it drift. He phased out of his apartment with not even a ruffle of papers.
When he felt his feet hit concrete his eyes opened, only to glare at what he was placed in front of. The sanctuary.
The only place he could not penetrate and the only place where his heart lay. His thoughts were disrupted when the gates slowly started to open.
He slid into the shadows as Will Zimmerman walked out from the gates talking on his phone.
"Yes…I won't be long…no…it's just down the road…that would be a waste of gas and no offense but Big foot is WAY too possessive of the car…Henry totaled it remember?...yeah…by the way remind him he still owes me that motorcycle. Just because I don't know how to drive it doesn't mean I don't want one!...yes it's for Ashley…how'd you know? Right…alright Magnus…I'll see you when I get back. Yes I have the list. Alright, bye" Will hung up his phone with a small chuckle. He smiled faintly before he started to head down the street.
John watched him intensely as his mind conjured a plan. It was risky, but the thrill…the ultimate cure for boredom. To take hostages.
TBC-
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