Chapter 17: Ambush


"Tension in Inkopolis is continuing to rise as Jessica Murdock, otherwise known as former vigilante Agent 3…"

"...has been revealed to still be alive, after having been thought dead by the public for months…"

"...and the police have even gone as far as to link Jessica Murdock directly to the recent terrorist attacks within Inkopolis…"

"...including the most recent attack at strip club Inky Cheeks…"

"There's no doubt we're starting to see patterns with these connected yet seemingly random attacks in Inkopolis…"

"...and now we're realizing that the New Squidbeak Splatoon might be directly involved…"

"Many people are starting to question their trust in the IPD and have been asking some concerning questions…"

"Is Inkopolis even safe anymore? I don't even feel safe letting my kids walk to school alone, let alone leave the house at all…"

The same general topic was now coming from many different televisions and different programs, all lined up behind glass windows in TV stores by the sidewalk, and tension among the public was running high. The topic was actively being discussed now by strangers, the police, even political people in Inkopolis; everyone was concerned for the city at this point.

Of course, among the many people who now couldn't get Agent 3's presence out of their head was Daniel himself. Walking along the sidewalk underneath the gray sky, a backpack slung over his shoulder with his Executioner mask and other equipment hidden away, Daniel passed by the wall of TVs and stopped to listen. Even if this wasn't what the Underdogs wanted exactly, it was certainly generating fear. The people of Inkopolis were now afraid for what was to come, and that was certainly what they wanted.

He closed his eyes just to take in all the sounds of the area. Many paranoid people talking away on the TV, police sirens in the distance, other people nearby talking amongst themselves about the very same topic… Chaos was slowly unfurling in the city.

Of course, even over that, were the voices. Whispering at him. Yelling at him. Begging him to do different things. He wished to make them go away… but at the same time, there wasn't much he could do about it. Sighing, he reopened his eyes, looked around just to keep his grip on reality, and continued on his mission.

"The end is near!" A man suddenly chanted nearby, waving around the usual sign that mimicked his words. "This has all been a sign! Our judgement day is coming! Our judgement day is coming!" He continued yelling at passing civilians. Nobody really listened to him, passing him off as a crazy nutjob.

Daniel, however, was more aware of what was to come. If all went to plan, the city would soon fall, and he knew it. Their judgement day. He eyed down the people who were ignoring the chanter, and sighed before briefly joining in. "He's right, you know."

A few people, including the chanter, turned to him.

"Judgement day is coming." Daniel continued casually. He then continued walking, leaving one last line as he did. "So I'd leave the city while I still can if I were you…"

They, of course, continued to ignore him. He sighed. They had no idea what was coming… and frankly, he wasn't sure he was ready for it himself. But, none of that mattered right now. In fact, at around that moment, he started receiving a call on his COM system, through the earpiece he had on. Looking around, he decided to answer it in a more private spot, and snuck into a nearby alleyway.

He pressed the answer button. "…What?"

"Hiii, Danny boy…" Ayesha spoke to him. "Just curious… where the hell are you?"

He sighed. "I'm going to Vanessa Reyes' place… I'm gonna finish this tonight. And I don't need you breathing down my neck about it…"

"Aw, Danny, I suppose I should let you know that my crew and I are already there… and so is our target."

He paused, a bit frustrated now. "…I told you to leave this mission to me."

"And I told you no. If I get to kill Jessie Murdock before you… I get to drink from your corpse…" She giggled, to Daniel's dismay. "Also, not like it matters that I'm here, since you need to hurry anyway. We're gonna be having more guests soon…"

"...Who?"

"Don't you listen to police scanners, hun? The police know about Reyes the same way we do, and they had the same idea of how to catch our target. They're on their way as we speak…"

"Son of a…"

"Hurry up, sexy…" She made a smooching sound before she hung up.

Daniel hung up as well, growing increasingly nervous; the voices in his head started to get louder. And speak of the devil, as he looked around, the police sirens he was hearing before were now getting louder, until multiple police cars suddenly sped past him. He watched them pass, noticing that they were indeed headed in the general direction of Vanessa's apartment.

"Dammit…" He sighed, knowing he really had to hurry if he wanted to be the one to kill Jessica. He briefly looked around again just to make sure that no one could see, and reverted to his squid form before suddenly blasting off in a super jump.


Meanwhile

As Ayesha hung up, she grinned a little and turned to the other Octolings she was with. They were all in a van, stationed not far from Vanessa's apartment. "Alright, babes. Our mission is changing up a bit. The police are on their way here… so it looks like we'll need to be taking care of them first."

"...What about the target?" One Octoling asked.

"The Executioner is on his way here as well… and I'm feeling nice, so I'm thinking we'll leave Jessie to him… test him one last time." She grinned.

"And if he fails?"

"Leave that to me to worry about, sweetie. I want you all to focus on the police for now." She turned around again, looking out the van window. Just barely, on top of the apartment's roof, she could see Jessica herself, who was crouched down and staring right back at the van. "…Can Agent 3 come out to play?" She grinned widely to herself.


Ayesha's wide grin could be seen through the van window by Jessica herself; She was indeed on the roof of the apartments, crouched down and wearing a cap and sunglasses despite the fact that it was dark out. She had earbuds in her ears that she borrowed from Vanessa, and she was actively listening to a police scanner app, specifically on Detective Johnson's channel. Sure enough, as if the police sirens and the circumstances weren't enough evidence, the police knew about her ties to Vanessa and were coming for her. On top of that, now she had Ayesha to deal with.

A part of her wanted to just flee. She didn't think she could take on the police and the Underdogs in one night, that simply sounded too tiring thanks to her brain damage. Then again… her mind couldn't stop going back to one thing: Daniel. If Ayesha was here and ready to take her out… perhaps Daniel was too. Daniel was all she was looking for, right? Maybe she could get to him… Deep down, she knew it was bad idea. But at the same time, she did have one plan forming in her head… and at the end of the day, she didn't exactly have much to lose anyway.

She didn't have time to think it through, however. The police sirens were getting louder, and she had to make up her mind. Taking a deep breath, she reverted to her squid form for a moment just to sneak down to Vanessa's front door, and then transformed back as she reached it. As she entered and slammed the door, she threw off her sunglasses and cap, tossing them aside, before she also took out her earbuds. "We're out of time. The police know about you and they're coming straight here."

"What?" Vanessa, who was still packing, turned to her. "But, I-I need more time, I still have stuff to pack."

"We'll worry about that later." She looked around, desperately thinking through her plan. She knew, however, she was gonna likely have to improvise. She turned back to Vanessa. "Did you memorize the address I gave to you?"

"Yes." She replied, even if she looked incredibly stressed.

"Sneak out the back door with what you have and get there. Now. Don't wait for me."

"...You're not coming with?"

"There's something I have to do first, but I'll catch up."

"Jessica, they'll arrest you if you stay here!"

"I know what I'm risking! But right now, you need to trust me and get your own ass out of here."

"I don't trust you."

She scoffed. "…Well, that's reassuring." She started pushing her toward the back door, which forced Vanessa to scramble to grab the bags she did pack. "Just go!"

When Vanessa was about to open the door and leave, Jessica suddenly stopped her one more time. "Wait!" She turned around to see that Jessica was desperately reaching to find a random paper and pencil that was on the floor, which she ripped a piece off of and used to write a 9-digit number code. She handed it to her.

"...What's this?" She asked, looking at it.

"You'll know once you're there. Go." Jessica gave her another shove, and Vanessa finally walked out, allowing Jessica to close the door. Of course, the police sirens were only getting louder, so she had to act fast.

She desperately looked around, realizing that she wasn't exactly armed with a gun. There wasn't even any spare weapons lying around the house, Vanessa had taken the spare Splattershot with her. She did, however, still have her retractable spear she stole from the lab, right there in her pocket. Just to test it out, she pulled the handle out, rubbed it a little, and pressed the button; Sure enough, the double edged metal spear popped out of it.

She was about to stop and admire it for a moment again, but the police sirens were getting dangerously close now. She retracted the spear and put the handle back in her pocket, before going to hide.


Sure enough, multiple police cars soon pulled up to Vanessa's apartment, where Vanessa's car was already missing. They came to a screeching stop, and in a rush, several police officers, in specialized combat armor, exited at once. They could see that the lights were on inside through the window.

Detective Johnson was leading the mission, and he already had his Splattershot in hand. "Remember. I want anyone who's in that apartment subdued. I don't care if it's Agent 3, or Vanessa Reyes, or even a pet slug. If they're in there, they go down. If Three herself isn't there, we find clues on where she is. Understand?"

"Yes, sir." Multiple other officers responded.

"Let's move, then. You four, with me. You three, go around the back."

Under his command, the officers split up, three of the officers going around back to sneak in. Ayesha, meanwhile, who was watching from the van still, turned back to her men, pulling out a knife. "Let's show them a party, boys."

It only took a few kicks for Johnson to knock the door to Vanessa's place down, and he quickly entered with the officers behind him, Splattershot ready to shoot. "IPD!"

Silence. No one there to respond. Johnson desperately looked all over, as did the other officers. "Wherever you are, come out with your hands up!" He called out again. Again, nothing.

Another officer sighed as they all dropped their guard. "…All clear. No one home."

"Dammit." Johnson put his weapon on his belt. "All of you. Start searching the house for anything we can use." He eyed some duffle bags that were in the living room. "…Looks like they were packing up."

The officers all started turning the house upside down as if they were turning it into a straight up crime scene, with Johnson overseeing everything, completely unaware that multiple Octolings were currently preparing to enter the house, with their stronger high-pressure weapons.

"Yeah, we've arrived at Vanessa Reyes' place, but no one was here. Seems that they packed up and ran." Johnson spoke into his radio, updating the precinct. "…No. We're looking for clues on where to go next. I don't plan on resting until she's in cuffs. …I'll keep you updated." He responded to the person on the other line, before going back to his search.

The rest of the officers remained unaware still of the approaching attackers, continuing their search like normal. At least, until one officer turned to see Ayesha, standing there casually with a knife in her hand. "Problem, officers?"

The officer was confused at first, but soon came to his senses, mostly because of the knife. "AMBU-" He yelled, before the knife was suddenly thrown with great accuracy right into his throat.

Johnson was the first to notice, before he saw that there was another intruder right outside, aiming in through the window. "Take cover!" He yelled as well, before ducking down into his squid form.

The next thing the police knew, basically all the windows in the house were torn apart, as high-pressure ink shots blasted into the house. Thanks to Johnsons' warning, most of the police were able to duck in time, except for one, who had the back of his head blown off.

"Let's take em' out!" Ayesha commanded, grabbing her knife from the officer she killed, and licking it slightly. In response, the Underdogs climbed in through the windows, aiming their weapons, but to their surprise, the police had already recovered from the attack, and immediately began shooting back, splatting a few of them.

And just like that, Vanessa's place was turned into a warzone, with the police and Underdogs firing back and forth at each other, covering the place in ink, while Ayesha stepped in and continued using her arsenal of knives. Unfortunately, it didn't take long for the Underdogs to wipe out most of the remaining officers, except for one, who had taken cover and was hiding.

"We always make the places we visit a fucking mess." Ayesha said, tapping one officer's corpse with her foot. "And we always have more to make~ So, come out, come out~"

The last officer was breathing heavily; there was no way he was gonna make it out of here alive, and he knew it. Best he could do, was go down fighting. Real quick, he pulled out his phone, and started texting a goodbye to his wife.

"Come ouut!" Ayesha demanded again.

With his text sent, he dropped the phone, gritted his teeth, gripped his weapon as hard as he could, and with a growl, stood up. Before he could do literally anything, however, he had his brains blasted out, and his body dropped to the floor. Except, Ayesha noticed, it wasn't from one of the Underdogs that were already there. She turned around to the front entrance where it came from.

Daniel, the one who pulled the trigger, lowered his weapon as he went up to Ayesha. "…What'd I miss?"

"Just an inkbath. Glad you could join in, though." She grinned. "What took you so long?"

"I was on my way. Was Jessica here?"

"She was, but I think she slipped out. Sexy thing can't be far, though…" She started licking the knife that was in her hand to clean it off. "Let's do a role call and start looking. I'll call Ward to maybe get the helicopters to this area."

"No. Jessica is mine to kill."

"We're giving you another chance, but so far, you haven't been living up to your chances, have you?"

"If you kill her before I can, I'll-"

Ayesha suddenly brought a knife to his throat, pressing it up to his skin, only barely not breaking it. "In case it wasn't obvious, Executioner, I don't answer to you. You answer to me. And we both answer to Ward. So I'd shut that mask of yours before I spill your ink anyway. Savvy?"

He tensed up, staring at her. "…Understood."

She gave her usual grin at him as she lowered the knife. "Now, sexy, how about you do role call, and I'll call-" She was interrupted as they suddenly heard a car door right outside open and them slam back shut, before the car quickly started up. "Oh?"

The two went out to see that Jessica was actually still there all along, and had just broken into one of the police cars. She turned to face the Underdogs through the window, giving them a clear view of her face, and in response, Daniel immediately pointed her weapon and fired at her. The ink just cracked the window and bounced off, however, as the glass was too durable for it. And just like that, Jessica slammed her foot down, and the car sped off. Daniel fired a couple more shots, but they were in vain, even if they were cracking the windows.

"It's her!" Ayesha yelled, running forward. "Let's get after her!"

Daniel followed, along with the other Underdogs behind him, as they raced back to Ayesha's van. Using her Octopus form, Ayesha leaped in through the open window, and quickly started it back up. "Oh, this is gonna be fun!"

Daniel got in the passenger seat. "Less talking and more chasing!"

"I agree; more talking, and MORE chasing!" She replied, slamming down on the pedal before the other Octolings could even get settled. She quickly turned the van in a u-turn and sped off, causing a couple Octolings to be thrown out the still opened back window. Daniel noticed and stared at Ayesha through his mask.

Ayesha, didn't care, however. She was already speeding after Jessica's police car. "Haha! I fucking love this job!"

Daniel was a bit more concerned however, as both cars in the chase were going extremely fast. On top of that, Jessica was starting to get to more populated areas of the city, looking back often to make sure they were still following; now, they had traffic to deal with.

"...How good of a driver are you?" Daniel turned to ask her.

"I'm a reckless one! And that's all we need!" Ayesha replied, the adrenaline clearly getting to her.

Jessica, meanwhile, was taking some deep breaths to keep herself calm. Chances are at this point, she could potentially get injured, or killed, and she was likely a seizure or mere mistake away from crashing. But she had already thrown herself into her plan, so she kept driving as fast as the car could go, while keeping a close eye on her rearview mirror to keep track of Ayesha.

At this point, they were driving past intersections at high speeds, surprising other drivers to the point of colliding with each other. Ayesha rolled down her window as they were starting to get closer to Jessica, sticking her head out to be a better view. "…Give me your gun!" She suddenly barked at Daniel.

Daniel jumped a little and handed it over, and Ayesha swiped it from him, before holding it outside the window and aiming it. "Let's see if your boy toys work…"

Jessica jumped slightly as she heard a blast of ink strike her back window, cracking it. Then another one. And another one. She looked back, seeing that the window was already a few hits away from shattering. Maybe the glass wasn't as strong as she thought.

Of course, as she predicted, a few more shots from Ayesha's gun was all it took to shatter the back window, and now, Ayesha was aiming directly for her head. Unfortunately for Ayesha, however, she was way better at throwing knives than she was at aiming an actual gun, causing her to miss multiple shots.

Jessica swerved the car back and forth whenever she had the space to, which made aiming even harder for Ayesha. Now, she wasn't even successfully hitting the car. She was grunting louder and louder. "Come on, come on, COME ON! Piece of junk!"

Then, something that caught the attention of everyone, police sirens could be heard on the Underdog's tail. Jessica herself looked back, realizing a wrench was just thrown into her plan.

"We've got company!" One Octoling yelled, and Ayesha herself looked back at the intruding third party. It was of course a second police car, and Ayesha squinted to get a look at the driver. It was none other than Detective Johnson at the wheel, with his partner right there in the passenger seat.

She growled. "Johnson! Wasn't he at the house!?"

"He must've slipped out during the shootout!"

She growled again, watching through the rearview mirror as Johnson's partner pulled out her weapon and also ducked out the window, beginning to fire at the van.

"…WELL, WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!? SHOOT BACK!" Ayesha yelled

The Underdogs obliged, getting into a second shootout with the police.

Ayesha sighed, keeping her attention on the road. "…I hate when things aren't just easy…"

Daniel looked at Jessica's car, and then at Ayesha. "…Let me take care of Jessica. Let me end my mission while you deal with the police."

"Our mission, sweetheart." She handed back the gun. "This is your last chance."

"I won't lose it." He took the gun back and then opened his car door. Ayesha watched as he climbed out and onto the car roof.

"...God, he's sexy…" She grinned to herself.

Now up on the roof, Daniel surveyed the situation briefly. The police were still close behind, and weren't getting slowed down by the shootout, but they were also still right behind Jessica. All he needed. Turning into his squid form, he launched into a quick super jump, landing right on the roof of Jessica's car. He nearly fell off, however, and quickly turned back into his humanoid form to hold on the back.

Jessica, of course, immediately felt the car shift, and looked back to see Daniel, in his Executioner mask, dangling onto the car for dear life. "Shit!" She immediately attempted to swerve the car to get him off, but he was able to keep his grip.

Ayesha, who was watching, was letting herself get a bit too distracted, however, and was grinning to herself some more. The Octolings in the back, who had managed to shatter the front window of Johnson's car and were now trying to snipe at their heads, briefly looked at her. "…Are you watching the road!?"

"I don't need to watc-" She was interrupted as a car collided with them from the side right as they crossed an intersection, instantly knocking them out of the chase.

Johnson, meanwhile, was able to slip past the intersection, looking back at the crash but not stopping. He spoke into his radio. "The Underdogs van is down. I'm after the other target now."

Ayesha, however, was mostly unharmed by the crash, mostly thanks to how it was a smaller, slower car that collided with their larger van. She was, however, quite dazed from hitting her head thanks to the sudden stop. She shook her head and opened the door, climbing out and falling to her knees on the sidewalk. She spoke into her earpiece. "…I'm out, Danny boy… I want Jessica's head off in the next 5 minutes or else I'm slitting your throat…"


"Understood!" Daniel replied, still on Jessica's car. Despite Jessica's best efforts to knock him off, he was still tightly keeping his grip, and Johnson was still furiously chasing her down. In fact, Daniel was starting to crawl in through the already shattered back window, making him even harder to knock off.

Jessica looked back at him, but didn't slow down the car. "…You can still stop this, Daniel!" She hissed. "Forget the Underdogs!"

"The only one I want to forget is you!" He yelled back, pulling out his gun and pointing it at the back of her head.

She gasped, and thanks to her reflexes, was able to just barely dodge the first shot by shifting her head to the right and swerving the car a bit. That, however, wasn't enough to stop Daniel from pointing it at her a second time. She dodged the second blast as well, but Daniel was starting to catch on.

This was it. She was mere seconds away from having her brains blown out in an enclosed space, she was in the middle of a high-speed, high-risk chase, and there was still a second car right behind her, catching up as a matter of fact. For just a moment, her life started flashing before her eyes; everything from her childhood with Daniel, to her becoming Agent 3 in Octo Valley, to even her meeting Bridgett down in the Deepsea Metro. All of it was suddenly flashing back to her. She was probably about to die. And she had one last, still extremely dangerous idea to pull as a last-ditch effort.

Right before Daniel could pull the trigger a third time, she suddenly slammed on the brakes, and the car came to a screeching halt. Daniel, who wasn't even seated, was immediately chucked headfirst through the front window, moments before Johnson's car, which couldn't stop in time, ran straight into the trunk. Jessica's car spun in a circle from the impact, while Johnson's car straight up became airborn, flying overhead before landing on its back, sliding along the street to a stop.

The area they crashed in happened to be more of a deserted neighborhood area, thanks to how late it was. Daniel, who was left unconscious on the street, snapped back awake after a moment. Confused as to what exactly happened, he slowly sat up, desperately pulling off his mask for fresh air, struggling to do so. He was feeling pretty weak all over, including his arms, but after a moment, his mask came off, and he groaned in pain. Luckily for him, it did seem that the mask protected his face overall, so he decided that he should be fine and started struggling to his feet. The voices in his head continued in his head as he did, starting to go on full attack mode.

"You killed her, Daniel."

"She's dead now."

"Your sister is dead."

"Again."

"You have no family."

"You will never have any family."

"Not even the Underdogs are your family…"

"Shut up…" He suddenly said aloud, covering his ears, which of course never worked. "Shut the fuck up…"

The voices only got louder, and meaner.

"Shut up…" He grunted and decided to change his focus. "…Jessica! Where are you…!?" He started stumbling over to Jessica's car, which was pretty beaten from the crash, especially on the back, even if it hadn't flipped over. He went up to the driver's seat, opening the door and pulling out his gun.

Jessica did seem pretty dead; she was bleeding from her nose as well as in other places, including a cut on her head, and was completely limp in her seat. But then again… she had died before, and come back anyway, hadn't she?

"...Jessica?" He asked stupidly, ignoring the voices. "…Are you really dead?"

"She's dead."

"You killed her."

"Now you should kill yourself."

"Kill yourself, Daniel."

"Do it now."

He tried to shake away the voices in vain, desperately shaking his head, before he decided to reach his hand forward, slowly checking to see if she had a pulse.

To his alarm, she did have a pulse, and suddenly, she shot up, punching him right in the face. He flew back and landed on his back, the pain from his nose quickly proving to him it wasn't just an hallucination. "Augh!" He groaned. Jessica unplugged her seatbelt and climbed out of the car, although she also seemed a bit weak and was struggling to walk straight. He attempted to stand up. "…Jessica?"

Jessica suddenly pulled out her spear and popped it out, holding the tip to his throat before he could move. She wiped some ink from her mouth. "…It's over, Daniel…"

Daniel stared down the spear, wondering if it was also an hallucination. "…Are you real?"

"Unfortunately…"

"...How do you keep surviving…?"

"Call it bad luck." She suddenly moved the spear and gave him another solid whack across the head, and he collapsed, unconscious. Retracting the spear, she stood over him, triumphantly for the first time in months. For the first time, she felt like her luck was turning around. She didn't know if it was gonna last, but at the moment, she didn't care. Putting the spear handle back in her pocket, she was about to pick Daniel up, but suddenly, she was reminded of someone else that was involved in the crash as she heard a voice call out.

"Help! Somebody, help!" Detective Johnson called out. "Please!"

She looked in the general direction, seeing where Johnson's car had landed. It was spilling gasoline, and some parts of it were already lit on fire. "…Oh no."

"Help! Please!" Johnson called out again.

She gave Daniel another kick in the head just to make sure he stayed down, and then limped over to the wreck, where Johnson and his partner were upside down, absolutely trapped in the wreckage. His partner didn't even seem conscious. She examined the situation.

"Please, help us…" He said again.

"Don't move!" She yelled, starting to pull on the door. To her dismay, it was stuck, forcing her to start using her strength.

Johnson saw that it was stuck too, and suddenly closed his eyes, starting to pray.

"You're not gonna die!" Jessica responded, gritting her teeth and groaning as she strained herself to get it open. Eventually, thankfully, she was able to snap it open, and Johnson stopped as he looked up at her. She reached her hand in. "Grab my hand!"

He took it without hesitating, and again while straining herself, Jessica used her remaining strength to pull him out. She carried him away from the wreckage, where he laid down on the ground, even weaker than she was. She stared down at him, but with a shaky finger, Johnson pointed back to the car. "…Help her…"

Jessica looked back, remembering his partner was still in here. "No…" She limped back over and again reached in, attempting to grab the other officer. This one was even harder, as she was completely unresponsive, and abruptly, part of the car exploded, knocking her back. She fell back onto the pavement, groaning in pain, before the rest of the car followed, erupting into a larger explosion that basically destroyed the whole thing.

"No…" Johnson muttered, watching the whole thing. He desperately reached his hand out, but was too weak to do much of anything.

After experiencing another seizure, Jessica coughed and rolled over onto her side as she attempted to get back up, looking back at the wreckage. There was no way she made it out of that thing.

"No…!" Johnson erupted, tears flowing down his cheeks. "No…!"

Jessica was powerless to do anything, and the heat from the fire was starting to get to her. Sweat starting to drip down her forehead, she successfully struggled back to her feet, coughing some more and gasping for air.

Johnson couldn't do anything but watch as Jessica limped past him, slower this time. She looked down at him without stopping. "…I'm sorry…"

He wanted to say something in response, he really did. But nothing came out. He was speechless. His partner just died for him to see, he lost plenty of other officers today as well, and now his one enemy was the one person who was helping him?

Jessica went over and picked up the Executioner mask, staring at it, before going to pick up the still unconscious Daniel, holding him over her shoulder. She gave another look back at Johnson, allowing them to briefly lock eye contact. It didn't last long, though, as Jessica turned back around, and started limping away with Daniel.

Johnson laid his head down and looked on, questioning everything as more tears streamed to the ground below him.


Ok, so I'll just apologize now for not updating this story in over 2 months. I'm sorry. I sure hope that doesn't happen again, lol, I still definitely have my sights set on finishing this thing, recent lack of motivation and everything aside. So stay tuned, and hopefully I shall see you again soon. *waves*