Well…that's quick, here's part two. Also I might write some parts in the 'Requiem of the Fans' story section that Jacket's encounter...although a illusion of the past. Later, he'll encounter 'some' people.
[Month: unknown, year: unknown-Emerald forest]
Opening my eyes, I only see a sky blue above me and the green leaves breezing through me. I felt my head's being covered by something. Touching the object that's covering my face…it is my rooster mask that I first got when I join the 50 blessings. By telling from touching its soft feathers, a cone like beak, and the rubber crown atop of my head. It's indeed my mask I first got from my apartment.
Staring down to my body, I see I'm wearing my old jersey jacket and my jeans that I wore before with my hands covered in bandages.
Looking in front of me on the grassy green ground is a neon purple backpack with a red circle and horizontal three red lines painted across in the back. A symbol of the organization of the 50 blessings that I believe I joined in.
Besides the backpack is an Uzi laying near right of the backpack. Which the submachine gun is painted in different neon colors and the 50 blessings symbol painted in the top side of the Uzi.
To the left of the backpack is a simple construction hammer…simple but yet efficient on breaking some skulls if I want something to die near me.
Turning my head to look around my surroundings slowly, it looks like I am in a forest…feels like I'm in Hawaii all over again.
Seeing there's no one owning these items in front of me. I snag the backpack and I felt something heavy inside. to check out what it is, I open it up to see a pile of Uzi Magazines, a tape recorder, and a note.
Dropping the bag, I open the note and held the recorder in my right hand as I read the unfolded paper.
"You are on your own now and it seems you have trouble speaking to others to do your…condition. So here is a recorder. No need to replace tapes. Just press and think what you are thinking. Also, you can have these items on the ground."
-A friend
How does he or she know that I can't exactly speak ever since I lost-what did I lost?
Looking down at the recorder and think what I think as I press play.
"What do I *skreek* think?" When I heard the tape playing in my hand of the recording, I'm somehow surprise that this thing can read my mind along using chopped up voices to say what I exactly I am thinking about.
Who made this? Who gave me these supplies?
"WhO mAde This? Who GavE ME These supplies?" Pressing play while what I am thinking and it exactly say what I am thinking.
Seeing this recorder will be useful and the note clarifies me that these items are now mine for the taking. I place the straps of the backpack on my shoulders and feeling the weight of the magazines on my back. Putting my recorder in my left pocket jeans if I ever encounter someone within the woods or in civilization to talk with, I held my Uzi in my right hand and my hammer in my left to prepare do murder someone who decides to be a jackass with me.
Feeling the wind breezing through my body, I let my instinct tell me where I should go, what I should murder, and what do I do to kill someone who is a threat to me.
Walking inside the woods as I feel some hours passed by and it felt endless. I stopped when I suddenly saw gray static flicker in my eyes briefly, then…I saw something from a distance.
In the distance while I am in some bushes, I see five people wearing animal heads assaulting on some weird looking bears and wolves that have black fur including some exoskeleton pieces attached to their skins.
The five people look like the five people from the table that died…but they are not dead in my sight.
One who is wearing the tiger head is doing the most damage and it's only him doing the slaughtering. The rest near him…well, doing nothing much. As his fist made contact with one of the wolves' skull. Its entire head had been obliterated with its skull fragments scattered in the ground, its brain and flesh matter painted on the grass. Then the tiger headed man then continues his killing spree as his fist made contact to another wolf skull and the brutal, bloody cycle continues.
While watching this scene, my eyes starting to get a little twitchy as static immediately came and interrupted what I am seeing in my eyes again.
When the static fades away in my eyes, they were instantly gone in my view.
What was that and who are those people?
Dropping my hammer on the ground and rubbing my eyes under my mask of what I just saw if it's an illusion or not of what I am seeing.
Seeing they're not there anymore, I safety presume they're just an illusion here as I proceed to grab my hammer on the ground.
*HOOOOOOOOWWWWWLLL!* It looks like I may encounter some wolves here of this unknown forest I am in.
Hearing that a bloodbath is coming very soon here. I put on my CQC stands and place my hammer under my right arm that holds the Uzi, tracking where the howls coming from in complete precision as its coming to left of me, as my knowledge with the Ghost Wolves is returning back to my head and ready to euthanize some dogs to be put down here.
Put when they appeared in my sights…they're not wolves. It is worst; they…are…fucking…RUSSIANS!
As my vision turning red and the sight of these commie soldiers popping out in my view, snarling and drooling like animals from their mouths makes me want to tear them apart!
Hearing one commie soldier howl like an animal he is in his dirty army outfit. He snarled and came to me in all fours. As when this commie got close, I bashed his skull wide open at the side of his head where the steel head of the hammer then decimate the entirety of this commie's skull including his bits of his brain were spilling out!
Hearing all the commies that surrounding my escape point as they all howl to each other in uncertainty, they're beginning to become pussies and it's time to fucking strike against these red menaces!
[THE DEVIANT]
The thing finished punching the trees, finished breaking some rocks into pebbles, killing couple of wanderers who are weak to it. It needed more. It needed more to fuel its blood lust state to show the tiger headed being who its master is. The will do murder the thing at all cost. Even sacrificing its kin and brethren, man, Faunus, or beast alike, it needed all the bloodshed it gets to practice its killings and the knowledge it learns from the creature of BLOOD LUST!
Then it heard something…something more brutal than the Tiger!
The creature walked in two legs to mimic the human who murdered its pack. As it hid under the shroud of the bushes that's more devastating than the tiger headed man, it is the rooster's doings.
It then stopped and watched to witness this new creature…the rooster. The deviant didn't felt the human's aura with the Rooster mask within him. But it felt the MADNESS driving inside of the Rooster's emotions as his attack style is very different of the Tiger. As the Rooster TEAR them apart with only a gun and a hammer!
The cock then fiercely threw his hammer behind his right shoulder as the construction appliance smashed a direct hit on the center of the Beowulf's skull. As the Beowulf who was charging behind the human in a rooster mask, the hammer entirely destroyed the Beowulf's upper skull where its skeletal fragments and bits of its brain went flying out!
The Rooster charge in without a sound coming from his mouth as it hold its brethren's right arm and kicked the Beowulf in the center of its chest while ripping away its right arm by the Rooster's deadly strength as it now spraying his gun onto its Beowulf brethren as the sound of bullets riddling its entire torso.
The Deviant is intrigued by this new creature and the new knowledge it saw. It is a very different type blood lust…it's not mayhem it is feeling, no…It is MADNESS it is feeling!
As the Rooster man was currently distracted of savagely shooting and torturing the Beowulf on the ground with bullets and gunshots humming in the air, two Beowolves charging in besides him, ready to strike to avenge their three fallen brethren!
The Rooster notices their attack. It then rolled up front as the two wolves cleaved and decapitated each other from a friendly miss as their heads rolled on the ground.
Five more to go around him and the Deviant will judge if his stronger than the tiger.
He then raised his Uzi at the rest of the Beowolves. When he pressed the trigger, there is no bullets flying out but a click, made the Rooster very mad.
Seeing the wolves have an opportunity to assault now! The five charge in all fours and ready to swipe their claws to cleave the walking chicken.
Then misfortune came upon the five wolfs as time around them slow down.
One wolf tried to flank him behind the Rooster but the Rooster caught the wolf first as his left hand pierced through his chest and ripped out its presumably be heart. The second wolf was in front of the Rooster ready to cleave him. But the Rooster rolled under it when the wolf tries to pounce on the chicken. But the chicken pounces the wolf first as it grabs its neck and ferociously tear its head off with its spine still attached as it came off!
Third wolf tried to swipe its two claws at him. But the Rooster charge in front first and snap its neck up front without any hint of fear radiating out from him. Only insanity that the Deviant felt and indulging the chicken's blood thirst coming off of him. The blood it tasted is more potent than the Tiger. It wants to see MORE!
The forth then tried running in circle to distract the chicken while the fifth tried to claw him at the left side of the masked being. But the two of wolves' plan failed. As the chicken callously kick the forth wolf's right hind leg, hearing a nasty snap ringing in the forest. As the forth fell to the dirt ground still alive, the fifth wolf wasn't so lucky.
The fifth wolf look down to see the rooster is sticking both hands inside its stomach area and upper chest area. As the chicken tear wide open its torso as its organs fell to ground and the wolf cough its own blood as its consciousness begin to cease.
The forth wolf moaning in the ground and trying to get away from the mask chicken menace that single handedly murder its pack all by himself in unspeakable ways as the chicken did here is amoral. The chicken notices its fear. It's moaning for remorse upon this wolf Grimm.
The chicken isn't remorseful when it heard its cry. No, it isn't forgivable!
The chicken walks to the crippled Grimm on the ground as the chicken isn't giving it a hand. Even better, the Rooster is dismembering it by the chicken's own hands bits to bits!
The Rooster then cold-bloodily stomps on the Grimm's back where its spine was located at. When the Rooster stomps on its back, it heard cracks that broke the sound of tranquility within the forest and howls of pain echoed around the trees where its used to be spine is now turned into fragment pieces.
Hearing the beast officially crippled in pain by its destroyed spine, the masked man slowly set on the werewolf's back and begin to rip out its limbs to limbs with zero regards for its life.
The wolf cried in pain when the chicken tear its right arm as it can't feel it anymore, then to its left arm, then to its right leg, then to its left leg.
Each rip of limb that the Rooster made raises its insanity and the Deviant is so intoxicated of the Rooster's blood lust it's experiencing. The deviant has a second rival to take down than the Tiger it first encountered. This Deviant that experiencing this was different…only madness, only MADNESS it's feeling than all out blood lust.
When the Rooster reaches the final limb which it's the wolf's head, the Rooster rips out its head in ungodly strength where blood is pouring from its neck cavity and the mask human has its fingers pressing through the eyes of the wolf where its eye sockets bleeding on the animal headed monster.
It finally made its decision, the rooster beast is much worse than the tiger…much worse as it feel madness inside the Deviant's mentality. Where its sanity begins to deteriorate, it begins to lose what's real and what's not. There are humans whispering to it as they're not there and crying out to it in remorse from the deviant. It finally knows the true meaning of mayhem. It is MADNESS that it knows that enticed its mind!
It now knows the Blood Lust of the tiger and the insanity of the Rooster made the Deviant of Grimm much more unholy than before. It felt what true animalism feels like!
[*PzzzzzzTT*]
Opening my eyes of what just happened. I had a dream in my head that I killed seven or eight Russians who are acting like dogs they are while one Russian dog is impressed by this. But when I open my eyes…it was a dream.
Feeling something wet in my hands…I see blood covering my hands. Holding a head of a humanoid looking werewolf where my thumbs stabbing its eye sockets.
Dropping the head and wanting to know what the hell just happened here. I turn around and see a pretty brutal sight I saw that wasn't there before. Like I really don't want to explain what I am seeing as its pretty messed up.
I wonder what just happened because I was dreaming of killing commies. Like how?
Not knowing what happened…I just pick up my two weapons and just walk away…to walk away to stop thinking of this.
Well part 2 is up and pretty much I was a hurry writing this while staying up three O'clock but anyhow. Jacket pretty much using combination of Corey's dodge rolls and Tony's death strikes on the wolves that Jacket did to the pack (including Jake's deadly throws.) Along teaching a 'certain' wolf of his insanity...if it was true. Also use Payday 2 DLC reference including some parts of RemnusPast story.
To do my hurry on writing this, I may fix it up later.
To Aquas1998: To be sane or not to be sane. That is the question…no seriously, it somewhere between of how Jacket redeeming himself. It depends because he's a little 'screwed up' in his head to make him a redeeming character to bring to his sanity.
Also if you are asking who give these items to Jacket is definitely NOT from Richard as Richard has zero care for Jacket. Only you can guess who gave him the items. Which I'll give you a hint, it's the symbol. Appears in both games where you rarely talk to or be seen, and the 1st chapter of Richard dialogue who 'died.'
Anyways, hope your happy RemnusPast.
