Post by mustkillroy on Apr 1, 2008 16:08:23 GMT -5
Hey, everybody, I'm new here, and here's my first and so far only fanfic, Savior. It's about Jon Talbain and Felicia from the Darkstalkers fighting games.
The following story of love is true. And by true, I mean false. It's completely made up. But in the end, isn't that the real truth? The answer is, no.
Chapter One
This night had started like any other. Felicia had left her apartment to go visit her best friend, Jon Talbain. Jon was a werewolf, but Felicia didn't mind, since she was a catgirl herself. She had never been able to admit it, but she had feelings for him, and had ever since they first met. She hoped she would some day be able to tell Jon how she really felt...
However, things shortly took a turn for the worst. She was attacked by a group of thugs who intended to steal from her. The catgirl fought back valiently and almost managed to scare them off when she felt a blunt blow to the back of the head.
Then...everything went black.
When Felicia awoke, she found herself unable to move. She tried to scream, but she couldn't make a sound. She had been bound and gagged, and the gang members she had fought were standing over her. The leader approached her, smiling menacingly. He crouched down. "You should've known better than to fuck with us, lady. Now you pay the price," he said to her. "Me and my boys are gonna take turns doing whatever we want to you." He licked Felicia's neck. She shut her eyes and tears rolled down her cheeks. "So just sit back and enjoy the--"
Before he could finish his sentence, something was heard in the next room. The gang leader stood back up, scowling. "Well, looks like someone is trying to be a hero. We'll be back." The gang members exited the room, but Felicia still couldn't open her eyes. She was too shocked and dismayed by what was happening to her.
In the next room, none of the criminals could see anything. "Must've just been this shitty old building making noises again," one of them stated. "Let's just--" Suddenly, someone dropped from the ceiling and landed on him. He soon found himself screaming in agony, his stomach sliced open by a large claw. The figure who had landed on him stood up and faced the remaining gang members. "You've just made a huge mistake. Prepare to die." It was Jon, who had tracked Felicia down via scent and figured out what these people were planning on doing to her. The gang members just laughed at him, unimpressed. One of them mocked him, saying, "Oh, no, a guy in a wolf costume! Don't hurt us! Hahaha, fuckin' nerd!" He was shortly torn limb from limb, showing the gang that Jon was more real than they had thought. "Okay, freak! You wanna fight? You've got it!"
Back in the first room, Felicia was still sobbing, terrified of what could happen. Just then, she heard Jon's voice coming from the next room. She knew why he was here. He was here to save her. She heard the sounds of combat, the gang members crying out in pain after being sliced open or de-limbed. She hoped Jon would be able to finish them off.
Jon continued fighting until only the gang's leader remained. He had been backed into a corner, and Jon was prepared to finish him. He wasn't going to give up, though. He pulled out a large gun and pointed it at the werewolf. "Goodnight, freak." He pulled the trigger, and Jon was shot in the chest. He yelled in agony, but managed to decapitate the man just afterwards. He didn't even get a chance to make sound before his head was rolling on the ground.
All Felicia heard was a gunshot, Jon's painful cry, and the sound of someone collapsing. She began crying even harder, thinking that she had no chance to survive, and that the man she loved was already dead. She had never even been able to tell him how she really felt. The door opened, and Felicia couldn't bring herself to open her eyes. However, she then felt the masking tape that had been used to bind her being cut and removed. She was confused, but her eyes remained shut. The gag in her mouth was taken out, and she could feel herself being picked up off the ground. She finally opened her eyes, and saw Jon looking back at her. He was still alive...and he had rescued her.
"JON!!!" She put her arms around him and squeezed him tight. "I'm so glad you're okay!" Jon smiled and returned the hug. He's just happy to see her happy. "Same to you, Felicia. Now, we need to get you home. You deserve a lot of rest after this horrible incident."
"Besides, I have something I need to tell you."
The following story of love is true. And by true, I mean false. It's completely made up. But in the end, isn't that the real truth? The answer is, no.
Chapter One
This night had started like any other. Felicia had left her apartment to go visit her best friend, Jon Talbain. Jon was a werewolf, but Felicia didn't mind, since she was a catgirl herself. She had never been able to admit it, but she had feelings for him, and had ever since they first met. She hoped she would some day be able to tell Jon how she really felt...
However, things shortly took a turn for the worst. She was attacked by a group of thugs who intended to steal from her. The catgirl fought back valiently and almost managed to scare them off when she felt a blunt blow to the back of the head.
Then...everything went black.
When Felicia awoke, she found herself unable to move. She tried to scream, but she couldn't make a sound. She had been bound and gagged, and the gang members she had fought were standing over her. The leader approached her, smiling menacingly. He crouched down. "You should've known better than to fuck with us, lady. Now you pay the price," he said to her. "Me and my boys are gonna take turns doing whatever we want to you." He licked Felicia's neck. She shut her eyes and tears rolled down her cheeks. "So just sit back and enjoy the--"
Before he could finish his sentence, something was heard in the next room. The gang leader stood back up, scowling. "Well, looks like someone is trying to be a hero. We'll be back." The gang members exited the room, but Felicia still couldn't open her eyes. She was too shocked and dismayed by what was happening to her.
In the next room, none of the criminals could see anything. "Must've just been this shitty old building making noises again," one of them stated. "Let's just--" Suddenly, someone dropped from the ceiling and landed on him. He soon found himself screaming in agony, his stomach sliced open by a large claw. The figure who had landed on him stood up and faced the remaining gang members. "You've just made a huge mistake. Prepare to die." It was Jon, who had tracked Felicia down via scent and figured out what these people were planning on doing to her. The gang members just laughed at him, unimpressed. One of them mocked him, saying, "Oh, no, a guy in a wolf costume! Don't hurt us! Hahaha, fuckin' nerd!" He was shortly torn limb from limb, showing the gang that Jon was more real than they had thought. "Okay, freak! You wanna fight? You've got it!"
Back in the first room, Felicia was still sobbing, terrified of what could happen. Just then, she heard Jon's voice coming from the next room. She knew why he was here. He was here to save her. She heard the sounds of combat, the gang members crying out in pain after being sliced open or de-limbed. She hoped Jon would be able to finish them off.
Jon continued fighting until only the gang's leader remained. He had been backed into a corner, and Jon was prepared to finish him. He wasn't going to give up, though. He pulled out a large gun and pointed it at the werewolf. "Goodnight, freak." He pulled the trigger, and Jon was shot in the chest. He yelled in agony, but managed to decapitate the man just afterwards. He didn't even get a chance to make sound before his head was rolling on the ground.
All Felicia heard was a gunshot, Jon's painful cry, and the sound of someone collapsing. She began crying even harder, thinking that she had no chance to survive, and that the man she loved was already dead. She had never even been able to tell him how she really felt. The door opened, and Felicia couldn't bring herself to open her eyes. However, she then felt the masking tape that had been used to bind her being cut and removed. She was confused, but her eyes remained shut. The gag in her mouth was taken out, and she could feel herself being picked up off the ground. She finally opened her eyes, and saw Jon looking back at her. He was still alive...and he had rescued her.
"JON!!!" She put her arms around him and squeezed him tight. "I'm so glad you're okay!" Jon smiled and returned the hug. He's just happy to see her happy. "Same to you, Felicia. Now, we need to get you home. You deserve a lot of rest after this horrible incident."
"Besides, I have something I need to tell you."