Jon's Dream by Chyna Rose
Disclaimer: I don't own the gargs.
Lex slowly walked out of the castle. He closed his eyes to the pain and let out a sob. No one really noticed him leaving. He took off into the night towards the Quarryman's rally. His landing went unnoticed as the charismatic John Castaway gave his speech. He slipped his hand into and fingered the hidden gun in the pouch of his loin cloth. Like a man possessed, he walked up onto the stage.
There were gasps as the creature they hated and feared with all their hearts appeared beside their beloved leader. The air went still as it pulled a gun. No one was prepared for what happened next. It pointed the gun at its own head and pulled the trigger. John looked ahead in horror, covered in blood and brains, as the small, olive green form fell dead against him.
John awoke with a start.