Broken Haven

By Rainfox88


Summary: While the world as they knew it burns to ash above their heads, Joseph Seed and the Junior Deputy are at crossroads with each other. The Junior Deputy struggles to come to terms with the reality of their situation and her sins and demise of all her friends and family. Joseph has a revelation of their purpose and what they must build before stepping out into the light in seven years.

Joseph Seed/FemDep, Post Canon Ending/Post Resist Ending, Romance and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Rated M for adult/dark themes.

Disclaimer: I do not own Ubisoft or the Far Cry series, this is just for fun. And because I have the hots for the Seed Brothers, so what? :P


Chapter 1: Silence


She had heard the phrase "the silence is deafening" before. She never really took it into context until now. The slight chill to the air, the thumping of her heart in her ears, the faint tick tick tick of a clock some rooms down, the utter quiet as the world burned above, it all drove her to the edge.

She didn't know how many days had passed since Joseph Seed brought her down into Dutch's bunker, but she could no longer hear the destruction above. The lights still flickered now and again, but the rumbling of the earth and toppling of trees had ceased. The radio announcements went silent, only white noise filtering through the stations.

The dim-lit bunker was home to two now, for the next however many years. But the Junior Deputy hadn't seen her forced roommate and captor in hours…maybe days if the growling in her stomach was anything to go by.

After Joseph reveled in the fact that he was right all along, that they were now a family and would walk together to Eden's Gate after the Collapse was over, he disappeared; dematerialized like a shadow humming faint traces of Amazing Grace. He dragged Dutch's body away, and she could only watch and say a prayer and apology to her dead friend as he was taken. She had no idea what the Father did with him, and really didn't want to know. But silence enveloped the bunker after that.

Rook remained handcuffed to the foot of the bed, her cuffs locked between the metal frame. The most she could do was sit on the cold concrete floor or lay on the bed backwards with her arms pulled over the side, neither very comfortable.

She remained alone even as she cried and fought and nearly broke her hand trying to get free. But he always showed up when she was nearly passing out from hunger, nearly pissing herself from holding her bladder. Like a phantom he hovered over her, eyes still burning with hate and bitterness and some kind of twisted adoration and affection. She didn't understand why he just didn't kill her. She had seen him reach his hands out to choke her before, witnessed the chilling desire to kill as his fingers twitched. But he always stopped himself.

He wouldn't say a word to her. He'd just feed her or take her to the restroom with a gun to her head. And then lock her back up at the same spot and disappear again.

In the unknown span of time since she last saw Joseph, she went in and out of consciousness and woke up sobbing. She thought she heard Joseph crying and cursing rooms down from her at one time, but when she stirred long enough to listen, the bunker became still and soundless once again.

Maybe he had killed himself and the cries of grief she heard were hauntings of his final breaths. Maybe she would waste away slowly until she, too, died. The thought terrified her. She tugged at the handcuffs, as useless as it was. It was bad enough being alone with her thoughts. Thinking about her family and friends that were most likely dead. Thinking about how the Father had been right all along and tried to warn her. That all her actions, all of her decisions, to fight back against Eden's Gate were futile. All the people she had killed to save others…everyone ended up suffering, and now she was being punished for it. This was her hell.

She thought she was doing the right thing. She didn't want to kill anyone, she did it to save her friends, to save victims of the cult. But each side, each faction, was wrong. The way they fought and made war for their causes was wrong. She was wrong. The only one who ended up being right in all of this was the Father, and even he had done so much wrong to end up right.

Rook was frightened to think of what would become of her. She thought death would be a nice release, not this hell she was in right now. Joseph spouted that he and her were a family now, but there was nothing tying them together except for cruel fate and a twisted form of irony. She wanted to kill him and he wanted to kill her, so why was he also so obsessed with making her his family?

You took his family away from him…

She closed her eyes. They had hurt each other, damaged each other further than what they already were. Maybe it would be better if they did just kill each other down here and release them from this agony that consumed them. The world was over, what was the point?

By how she was nearly passing out from hunger and thirst told her it was the longest span of time since Joseph checked on her last. Part of her wanted to cry out for him, plead him to come to her. The other part wanted to stay silent, let the hunger and the thirst waste her away to nothing so she could finally die.

The grating of a chair on concrete roused her. She looked over, saw Joseph sitting down with a plate of food in one hand, and a cup in the other. The bruises and cuts on his face were nearly gone, the scrape on the bridge of his nose looking like it would scar. His eyes were softer now, not as much resentment burning her way, although she wouldn't exactly say he was happy to see her either.

He sighed, the sound making her heart flip, to hear another voice in the maddening silence of all these hours and days that had passed and he had said nothing. He put his hands together, the rosary necklace still laced in layers around his left hand, and closed his eyes.

"Oh, Gracious God, we have sinned, and we may be unworthy, but you pardon us, show us mercy, and You grace us with sustenance as we cleanse ourselves, so we may rejoice in Your Name, and do your bidding. Amen."

"Why give thanks to a God that ended the world?" she blurted, against her better judgement. She should've waited until after she was fed to ask that. Whoops.

He glared at her. "He cleansed the world. Burned it…purged it of sinners, of evil-doers, and shallowness. And like a phoenix from the ashes, the world will be born anew. The worthy ones will be saved. And with this new genesis, there will be no more hate, no more bloodshed, or greed. There will be no more corrupt politicians driven by power or fortune, and no more oppressors feeding off the weak. It's not pretty or nice. But God's justice was served, and rightly deserved."

She didn't say anymore. He picked up a spoonful of whatever was on the plate, holding it out to her mouth. The Junior Deputy eyed it warily, despite the hunger that crippled her stomach.

Joseph sighed again. "It isn't what you think it is."

She scowled. "What…What did you do with him?"

"Cremated him. Now eat."

He fed her the plate and then let her drink all of the water in the cup. Her hunger was barely satiated, and her thirst even less so, but she didn't ask for anymore. Joseph sat the plate and cup to the side and stared at her, elbows on his knees as he leaned forward, lacing his fingers. His blue eyes entrapped her like a spell, chilled her. They lingered over her slim body, tracing the edges of her muscles and curves, and then he blinked and looked to the room's exit.

"How long am I going to be locked up like this?" she asked.

"Until I feel that I can trust you."

"How…How long are we going to stay in this bunker?"

She braced for the answer, fearing it.

"Seven years."

He said it so nonchalantly, like it was just a week's vacation and then everything would be back to normal. She choked on her air, rattling the cuffs against the bed frame as she panicked. Seven years?! She would go insane before then. They both would. They would definitely kill each other before then. Years from now their corpses would be found and if any of her friends were still alive, she could picture them shaking their heads and saying, "Poor Dep, survived the Collapse, only for her and the Father to kill each other because they had to share the same bathroom." Sharky and Hurk would laugh.

"Wh-What?!"

"Seven years," he repeated, his blue eyes hardening. "Seven angels, seven trumpets, seven seals opened…seven years to cleanse the earth and birth it anew."

"You've got to be fucking kidding me?! Seven years?!" she hissed. "Please kill me."

"You think you want to die now?" he rasped, bitterness lacing his tone, the slightest upcurve in his lips. "Just wait until all of your demons are haunting you every moment of every day for what you did."

She couldn't keep his intense gaze, and lowered her eyes to the floor. She felt him get up from the chair and crouch before her. He grabbed her face in his hands, making her look at him. She expected that fiery resentment, but there was tenderness instead, and he softly smiled.

"And whenever you're ready to acknowledge your sins, to atone, I will be here to help you with absolution in the name of the Lord. Then we can start the next stage in God's plan for us."

Joseph rose to his feet, towering over her. He gathered the dishes and walked quietly to the doorway. His form paused in the threshold, and he looked over his shoulder at her.

"When you feel you are at your breaking point, when you have cried yourself to exhaustion and your throat has bled from your tormented cries, when you wish for death to take you and give you sweet release, you won't even be close to the pain and anguish you gave me."

He left the room. And the silence that followed…It was deafening.


A/N: Sorry not sorry for this :P Been wanting to write this for awhile, even though there are a ton of these fics. Enjoy please! And if you like John/FemDep, please consider checking out my multi-chapter story Reap What You Sow as well! Thank you! ;D

The name/past of the Female Junior Deputy in this story will be revealed as the story progresses btw... :3