Uh well this is my first fanfic and of course it had to be homestuck. I've been wanting to write a johndave fanfic for so long so here it is ^^ hope you guys like it. Don't be afraid to review i would love some feedback :3

Chapter 1

You are John Egbert and you feel incredibly guilty. You haven't felt this guilty since you accidentally crushed you father's favorite hat. You stare at the suitcase in your hand packed with all sorts of t-shirts,jeans, toiletries, and your awesome collection of Nic Cage movies. And yet, suddenly, you get the feeling that these movies aren't so awesome and that they are, in fact, fucking stupid but you brush that feeling aside. The coach bus is cramped and uncomfortably warm. Next to you an oddly crabby man sits, grinding his teeth and clenching his romance novel in repressed frustration. Down the aisle a mother tries to comfort her crying child who seems to be complaining about wanting candy. You can just feel the grouchy man's annoyance spiking exponentially.

"WILL YOU QUITE THE FUCK DOWN!?" The man finally explodes next you, almost giving you a heart attack. "GODDAMN KIDS…" The kid stops crying and his mother glares in your direction.

Your neighbor goes back to brooding in his own seat and you begin to regret moving out of Dad's place and running away on this bus. But Dad was being overprotective, you reason, I needed some space to breath. That's why you were on this trip to New York City. You were going to start a whole new life there, independent of your father and away from his infernal baked goods. You shudder at the thought of seeing another Betty Crocker cake mix box again.

"How do I live without you? I want to know…," your phone begins to ring. Your neighbor glares at you intently and you answer the incoming call from your sister with a nervous laugh.

"What is this I hear about you moving out?!" Jade's disapproval can be heard clearly over the static of the long distance call, "John! Dad's worried about you!"

Ugh, you think, slouching further into your seat. Jade's totally guilt tripping you.

"Jade this is my decision. I'll still call him and stuff!" Your neighbor seems to be growing impatient with your lively conversation over the phone.

"But John, are you sure you'll be ok in a big city?" Jade cries, you can just imagine her biting her lip in concern.

Jade is your half-sister and doesn't live with you or Dad Egbert. You both shared your childhoods together though and were pretty close. You remained close even when her grandfather came and whisked her away to some remote island in the Pacific. Both of you still made sure to maintain a line of communication even though she lived several hundreds of miles away.

"I'll be fine. Don't worry, it's not like anything bad happens in cities." It takes you a moment to register what you just said was stupid.

"Now I'm even more worried," Jade replies.

"Trust me, everything's gonna be okay. I kinda have to go now though. My bus just pulled into the station."

"Well…alright but call me later, kay?"

You sigh as you hang up. Your family tired the crap out of you sometimes.

So you are now Dave Strider, and you are in some serious unironic shit right now. Currently, you are running through the hella complicated maze that is the New York City sewer system trying to catch some rogue vampire who's been killing innocents for weeks. It took Bro days to track this guy down and entrusted you with slaying it before it killed more people. You didn't want some stupid cops getting involved and messing things up like last time.

You can hear its maniacal cackles as it escapes further into the darkness. Dammit, you grit your teeth; if you lose this guy then Bro will kick your ass. Finally, you manage to corner it in a dead end. It tries to lunge at you, aiming for your neck, but it doesn't even have time to flinch before you've sliced it in half with your shitty sword. Somehow it still manages to rasp out another cackle before dying.

You've gotta hand it to him, motherfucker lasted longer than the other things you've hunted. You notice that some of its strangely-pigmented blood has splattered on you cheek. You wonder curiously what it might taste like. You glance around cautiously, making sure Bro isn't watching you because he could be such a sneaky bastard sometimes. Satisfied that he (probably) wasn't hiding in the shadows like a stalker, you quickly wipe some of the blood off and lick your fingers. In an instant you're on the floor retching, trying to get the awful taste of stupidity and nasty vampire blood out of your mouth. That tasted worse than the time when Bro tried to cook lasagna with expired milk instead of ordering pizza. Both of you were stuck in the bathroom for days. You shudder, fucking Italian food. Who needs that much cheese anyway? Do all the italian chefs just go up to the chef king every day and ask him, hey what should we serve at Olive Garden today? Oh, I don't know! Just put a truck full of whatever cheese you find and just sprinkle it over everything. Got some salad? Just grind some of that shit over it. Got some fucking spaghetti? Just dump it all up in there. Heck, melt some of it on top of your gelato, fill your bathtub with it, take it to dinner and propose to it. Find out it cheated on you and spend an inordinate amount of money on a divorce lawyer because you are not giving it your special collection of Snapple bottle caps!

Your phone's alert breaks you out of your cheese rant enough for you to answer someone's pester.

Pesterlog

- [TT] timeasTestified began pestering [TG] turntechGodhead at 10:12—

TT: You done yet or do ya need some help from big bro, lil' man?

TG: i've been done. Do we have anymore to go?

TT: Naw, you wrapped up the last one.

TT: We're having takeout by the way. That vampire blood aint got many nutrients. Growing boy like you needs a balanced diet.

TG: f u

TG: I just wanted to know what it tasted like. still better than your cooking.

- [TG] turntechGodhead ceased pestering [TT] timeasTestified at 10:21—

You blush furiously. So he had been watching you. Goddammit, you're never gonna hear the end of this crap. Just as you begin to contemplate crashing at Rose's, apartment you hear yet another alert from your phone. It's Bro again. Well, fuck.

Pesterlog

- [TT] timeasTestified began pestering [TG] turntechGodhead at 10:25—

TT: Forget what I said. There's another one heading towards the bus station downtown.

TT: Mosie your ass on down there.

TG: but my stomach is gonna eat itself.

TG: You did say im a growing boy

TG: I need a balanced diet Bro

TT: Fine if you don't go I'll just cook something for ya. How bout some fine ass strider cuisine? I'm breaking out the cheese.

TG: no just no. I'll go just no.

- [TG] turntechGodhead ceased pestering [TT] timeasTestified at 10:31—

Ignoring the incessant grumbling from your stomach, which you swear is some sort of flesh-eating alien trying to claw its way to freedom, you make your way out of the sewers.

You are now John again and there are more people than you've ever seen in your life, just rushing around trying to catch their buses before they depart. You feel quite overwhelmed. This is a new place after all. It's only normal to experience feelings of uneasiness. Yep, that's all there is to it.

Outside the sky is already dark and a strong breeze greets you as you step out of the bus station. You hold your suitcase tightly, hoping no one weird mugs you. You figure it would be wise to hail a taxi so you dig in your pocket for some cash. You begin to sort through the wad of bills you crammed together and don't realize the man coming right at you until he bumps right into your arm, sending you falling to the pavement. He apologizes quickly and continues to walk briskly away. Huffing indignantly, you pick yourself up, ignoring the curious gazes sent your way. You check for your money and discover that it's gone. Jegus fracking Warhammer of Zillyhoo! What are you gonna do now? That guy took all of your money! What would Nic Cage do? He'd probably go after that rascal and teach him a thing or two about justice and the American legal system! Crap, you're starting to sound way to much like your cousin, Jake, and your ex's friend, Terezi. Nonetheless, you are now penniless in one of the biggest cities in the country. You don't want to call Dad. That's the last thing you want to do because doing so would be admitting defeat. Sighing you decide to walk around and find a place to set your stuff down. You'll need to call Jade. She'll be worried sick and furious that you already got robbed in the first ten minutes you've set foot in the city, but she'll at least be able to wire you some money.

You start to walk down the street, trying to get used to the glare of the lights and the noise of the cars and people, but something grabs you're attention. A whimper echoes from a dark alley. You stand there, trying to reason yourself out of the stupid thing you're about to do. Another cry echoes out. Whelp, there goes your logic.

Carefully, you enter the alley trying to peer into the darkness.

"H-hello? Is anyone there?" You clear your throat, your voice sounding to high-pitched for your taste.

"Yes, I'm here." A small voice replies, making you jump.

"Are you okay?" You ask hoarsely, trying to sound more confident and failing gloriously.

"I think I've broken something."

"Okay hold on, I'm coming!" You maneuver yourself past stray trash bags and crates, bumping into several things ungracefully in the process. Turning the flashlight in your phone on, you wave the light around trying to make out a person amongst the trash.

"Over here," The voice replies from you right.

You turn to look and a shadow lunges at you from the darkness. Its teeth clack and hiss, aiming at your face and neck.

"You found me!" It squeals, clutching your shoulders with razor sharp nails.

"What are you?!" You scream, bile rising in your throat. You're surprised you haven't wet your pants. What the fuck is this thing?

Your glasses are knocked from you face and sent skidding off into the blurry darkness. It giggles before nuzzling into your neck. What the fuck? You struggle to get free but it slams you into the ground, knocking the wind from your chest. It raises its head and you can feel the heat emanating from its mouth. Saliva drips down and splatters on your face. Eww gross, you gag and through you poor vision you see its pointy, gleaming mouth grow wider like a cavernous red hole. It bites your shoulder and begins to chew. You scream in pain as you try to kick it off but to no avail.

"You'll be so yum-" It stops in midsentence as a flash blinds your eyes and the creature's head topples off its body. It lands with a fleshy thud next to your ear and the body collapses on top of you. What the fuck is happening now? You begin to hyperventilate. Where are your glasses? What just happened? The pain in your shoulder flares up as you begin to scream yet again.

Something or someone lifts the dead weight currently crushing you to death. A smudged face appears above you with black hollowed sockets. Nope that's it, your brain can't handle any more of this, and you black out.

Whelp this was the first chapter (i really hope the characters wheren't to OOC XD) Please review and so on. I'm already working on the second chapter so it might be up soon ^^

EDIT: Grammer and spelling fixes. A few sentences added/deleted and some editing here and there.