Well, it's a bit late but Happy New Year, everyone!
It's really funny, I found out that someone questioned the main site and original creator had answered an anonymous person if they based off of a fanfiction. I kind of wander if they were talking about me –but that would make me completely hypocritical and prideful. And I am curious if there are other Convictstuck fanfiction.
So if anyone knows there are others like mine, please tell me! I would love to read them!
Con XV
Gamzee
John knows that he couldn't run away from him forever in here. He really didn't want to cause trouble, especially with Makara…
Dad did say that prison is the place where harm and beatings are going to him and Dad won't be there to help him… And Dad is… no more…
But John can't believe he would see Gamzee out of all places!
And of course, John meets him when he has a chore to transfer some food boxes to the food closet with no one there with him…
"Hello, motherfucker…"
John curses under his breath but glares eye to eye with the smirking Gamzee. He's not afraid of this guy. Both know that John is stronger and can easily beat Gamzee in a one-in-one fight. And really, John can't see how people can get scared of a guy who hates ICP yet follows their weird culture.
"What do you want, Makara?"
Gamzee's smirk grew wider. "Oh it's nothing, Crocker –just motherfucking hanging out in this motherfucking shithole that you and that motherfucker put me in. It was a true miracle I didn't get the motherfucking death penalty…"
John glares harder at Gamzee. Gamzee has something he's not telling about…
"But you know…" Gamzee drawls out before fury takes over his face. "I MOTHERFUCKING HATE THIS SHITHOLE! I MOTHERFUCKING HATE IT! THAT MOTHERFUCKING BLIND BITCH COULDN'T FUCKING SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
"You think this is all about Terezi?!" John shouts back. "You killed people! You even killed Nepeta for fuck's sake!"
Gamzee calms down and smirks. "That's not what the motherfucking jury said…"
John knew better. The Makaras always like using bribery as if it was a daily task.
"And I motherfucking know you can't start a motherfucking fight since that old pops of yours with that motherfucking attitude…" Gamzee then chuckles. "And I'd be a dumb motherfucker if I started one with you…"
"Then leave me the fuck alone." John growls, his fists ready.
But Gamzee chuckles and his smirk grew even wider.
"But that be a motherfucking mistake…" Gamzee drawls out. "Since I know a few motherfucking secrets that you've been keeping… Egbert…"
John couldn't help but take a small step back and inwardly cursed. How the hell did Gamzee–
"You see, motherfucker…" Gamzee begins to explain. "Staying in this motherfucking shithole can make a motherfucker bored… I couldn't motherfucking kill motherfuckers like that cunt bitch and I couldn't spend my motherfucking years just all up and fighting motherfuckers…"
Then Gamzee smiles big and wide. "So I got a motherfucker to get me some dirt on a certain blue-eyed motherfucker…"
John couldn't help but now feel frightened. What…? D-Did Gamzee really hire a spy on h-him…?!
"Karkat is my best friend… Terezi is some blind bitch… But you…" Gamzee then gets consumed in anger once again. "YOU MOTHERFUCKING HIRED THAT MOTHERFUCKING PROSECUTOR AND SENT ME IN THIS MOTHERFUCKING SHITHOLE!"
Gamzee runs and tries to throw an angry punch. But John easily dodge. And easily John pushes Gamzee to the wall with his arm against Gamzee's throat.
"You deserved it." John spits out. "You fucking killer…!"
Gamzee chokes out a deep chuckle. "Oh yeah… Well, some motherfuckers… in this shithole –Ack! …They'll be on your motherfucking ass when they… find out about your motherfucking father…"
John tensed up. No… Gamzee couldn't be saying that–
Gamzee easily took advantage of John's shock as he grabs his neck and slams John right into the wall. The position completely reversed…
"I know everything, motherfucker…" Gamzee whispers. A second later, his face converts into a psychotic glee. "EVERYTHING, MOTHERFUCKER! YOUR DAD! YOU INNOCENCE! AND THAT MOTHERFUCKING DOUGH YOU GOT! I'LL TELL EVERY BAD MOTHERFUCKER ABOUT IT! YOUR ASS WILL TAKE EVERY MOTHERFUCKING BEATING THERE MOTHERFUCKING IS!"
John glares at Gamzee. He quickly kicks Gamzee in the gut and easily got the hand off of his throat. He can't let Gamzee bully anyone ever again!
John carefully takes a couple of steps from Gamzee and the wall. The kick was good enough that it had Gamzee hunched over and groans about it. But John knew batter. Gamzee can take a hell lot of hits and still be punching and going.
"You think I'm going to let you bully me with that!" John both pants and shouts out. "Grandpa taught me how to fucking defend myself!"
Gamzee growls, "Almost forgot that motherfucker taught some shit… Motherfucking defense shit…"
But then Gamzee smirks.
"But that Jane bitch got nothing…"
John blinks in shock. "H-How–?"
"I told you… I had a motherfucker snooping around… "Gamzee smirks even bigger. "It takes my motherfucking words for the motherfucker to get rid of that sister of yours… permanently."
John can't help but stare at Gamzee. H-He couldn't be serious! He can't!
"But of course, my best friend hasn't been such a great friend… SINCE HE DOESN'T MOTHERFUCKING VISITS ME AND MOTHERFUCKING VISITS YOU! …And maybe there will be no hard feelings if he goes away too…"
John can't help but gasp a little. "You–"
"And that no good motherfucker Dave Strider…" Gamzee continues. "He takes a couple of trading and a motherfucker to paint his walls red…"
John is speechless. Gamzee Makara is a psychopath. John knows his luck is bad –but he didn't think he would have this horrible luck… And he can't let Makara do this to others… He had to protect all of them!
"…Alright…" John answers, he could hear Makara chuckle.
"That's great, motherfucker…" Gamzee chuckles again. "Don't worry, bro, I won't take your perky ass… I'm not that type of motherfucker…"
John made the mistake to look up and sees only a fraction of a second before pain overcame on his gut…
"But I'll beat the motherfucking hell out of you… you'll be my little punching bag… my motherfucking bitch…"
Gamzee backs away and chuckle as John goes down and curls himself up in pain. John tries not to show satisfaction but damn, John almost forgot how much he packed a punch! Fuck, it hurts…
"Good bye… my motherfucking bitch…" And Makara finally leaves…
…Fuck!
Damn it!
Fucking damn it!
And John has to transfer stuff, too!
…He failed…
John failed and now he's suffering again…
…Fuck…
Sorry if this is so short but I promise the next one will be longer!
But there's definitely trouble for John! Who can rescue him? I think I know. ;)