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Chapter 44 - Could be something good. (spoilers for Cyberpunk 2077)

So uh, I've been working on a different Fanfiction for a bit, can't tell you if it's going to be released or not but I have the prologue written out. It's mostly just a written version of the After Arasaka heist scenes, this is just a reward to the people who has been checking out my ideas. Do note that I haven't written any fanfics or to that matter, any novels before. I'm not a pro, do expect some mistakes.

Prologue

Out of all the things that could've happen, this was beyond my or anyone's imagination. Stealing a Biochip from Arasaka? An experimental tech that we don't even know about and weren't told on what it even was? Directly under the son of the emperor's nose? Why did we ever think that this was a good idea!?

 

As I held Jackie's cold dead hand, which was smeared with blood, I wonder where we went wrong. The meeting we had at Lizzie's, the gigs that we took from Padre, the car that we bought together, there was a lot going through my mind.

Jackie was by far the best friend you could've asked for, he was loyal, honorable and committed to finishing whatever he started. I wonder where I would be if he hadn't found me a purpose way back at Lizzie's bar. Even after I lost everything at Arasaka, Jackie saw it as a chance, for me to actually do something with my life.

 

That day was the worst and the best day of my life. On one hand, I lost everything that I worked for, my position at Arasaka HQ, my cybernetics, my company access, my high status life. On the other, I gained freedom. Freedom from working under Arasaka, freedom from office politics, and most importantly, I gained many new friends that day. From Victor to Mama Welles, Jackie was the light that guided me through my toughest time, and I fucking let him die.

 

I fucking knew the job was shady at best, but Jackie wanted to get into what he calls 'The major Leagues'. I knew I shouldn't've accepted this job, but at the end, I relented. I should've left after the stunt with the Maelstrom, I fucking knew that this was bad business, 'I paid upfront for the Flathead' my fucking ass, who in their right fucking mind would pay upfront for an Item!? Dexter fucking Deshawn that's who. 

 

What a fucking cunt he is, I should've never trusted him. Thank God I made the deal with Evelyn before this, but I doubt she would even want to be even in the same city as me after what happened at Konpeki Plaza. Why the fuck did the fucking Emperor of Arasaka, Saburo Arasaka, arrive there RIGHT when we were to steal the fucking chip? Not only that, but for his own son to fucking flatline him right then and there, when we were INSIDE the apartment, hiding?! Who did we anger to get such a horrid luck?! There is 0 chance that 'Saka assassins will let this go, especially after the death of the fucking empe-

 

[Mr. Welles has passed. Where shall I take his remains?] Delamain, the AI driver asked.

 

"W-what?" 

 

[The Excelsior package provides for the disposal of passenger remains free of charge. I merely request a destination] 

 

Huh… how 'convenient'. The car was parked right in front of the No-Tell Motel, the designated meeting spot with Dex, right where he asked us to be. The rain was heavy, making noises on the window as a backdrop of my thoughts. I pondered on where to send Jackie, but I knew that Jackie was the one who valued family and loyalty above everything else. My choice was clear:

 

"Send him to his Family." They would want to at least see what was remaining of him.

 

[Understood, Mr. Deshawn is waiting for you at room 204]

 

Although all I want to do now is run away as far as I can, but Jackie's last wish was to cut a deal with Dex for the chip. So, even if I had to confront that fucking asshole, I will respect Jackie's last wish. 

 

I touched Jackie's shoulder, which was scarily cold, I told him my last goodbye:

 

"See ya in the major leagues, Jack."

 

I exited the car, holding back my tears as the heavy rain hit my body. I walked silently to the No Tell Motel, trying not to get spotted and checking my back to see if I had a tail on me. After looking around for a bit, I found the room the bastard was in. 

 

After knocking several times, Dex's huscle* greeted me.

 

"He waiting."

 

As I entered the room, I see Dex hunched over, leaning on and watching the TV with an indescribable face, but by the look on his face, he was not happy. 

 

"WNS… N54… Even the pirate networks… You blowin' up everywhere! And the Jackster? He out in the Car?" He spoke in disbelief.

 

"Yeah, he's there, Dead." I spoke. My tiredness and sadness in my voice weren't even hidden.

 

After turning around and looking at me, Dex replied: "Condolences, friend." "And the Relic…?" He asked further.

 

I pointed in the general direction of my chip slot, which is at the back of my neck, behind my right ear. "Got it right here." As much as I want to lie to his face and deal with Evelyn instead, I will respect a good friend's dying wish. 

"Hmm… I was afraid o' that." He said, taking a puff out of his cigar.

 

"What?!"

 

"Saburo Arasaka? Dead?! You got any notion of the shit you pulled me into?! You offed the fucking Emperor, HIS MAJESTY! Anyone with so much as a pinky toe dipped in this mess is as good as dead!" Dex said angrily while looking at me.

 

Can you believe this fucking cunt?! First, he gives us a shit prep work, and now he blames me for being in the shit that HE planned?! "YOU were the one who got us into this mess! You had no Idea that Saburo fucking Arasaka would be at the Hotel?!" I asked in a raised voice, practically screaming.

 

"I don't have access to his personal fucking schedule! Besides, nobody asked you to kill the old man!" He replied.

 

"That wasn't us!" I stated the obvious. "No shit?! Tell that to the 'Saka ninjas they send after you!"

 

After a long stare down, Dex finally calmed down "A'ight, settle down. Gotta be tactical about this. Firstly, your face got blood all over it, go wash up, Bathroom's there." He pointed to the direction behind me. 

 

After closing the bathroom door behind me, I took a long stare at the mirror and contemplated my choices. Questions like 'why did I ever trust this guy?' or 'why couldn't we have done the heist the day after?' flew across my mind. One thing that was clear was that… 'This is all my fault'. I was the one that accepted this job, I was the one who should've checked more thoroughly, and most importantly, I was the one who led Jackie into this.

 

I looked my hand, thinking of the last memory I had with Jackie. We even bickered in the elevator, when he was dying. Why couldn't I've been nicer to him? He was bleeding out for fucks sake! 'Maybe if I was nicer to him, even a little! He would've...!' The next thing I know, the mirror cracked into pieces, leaving shards of glass on my fist, of which was punching the mirror. 

 

I rinsed off the blood and glass shards on my hand and washed my face, which reeked of blood. I opened the bathroom door and see Dex standing in front of the couch. I walk up to him and suddenly, from the corner of my eye

 

*Bam* I got hit by his huscle, getting knocked down to the floor. Normally, I would've withstood and maybe even countered the attack, but after fighting the entirety of Konpeki Plaza, I didn't have the energy to even stand up after that hit. 

 

As my vision cleared up, I see Dex getting handed a gun by the huscle. I remembered the first conversation that we had, before I even took this gig. 

 

"Would you rather live in peace as Mr. Nobody, die ripe, old and smelling slightly of urine? Or go down for all times in a blaze of glory, smelling near like posies, 'thought seeing your thirtieth?" I remember this question quiet clearly, although it was not a question that I had to think about too much.

 

"You're either somebody or you fizzle out into nothing. Night City doesn't let you choose."

 

Coming back to my senses, Dex was pointing the gun at me. 

"Remember our first convo? Seems I've chosen the quiet life, after all. No blaze o' glory for me." 

 

Before I could say anything, a shot rang out and I could feel the hot lead piercing my head. Just as I black out, I saw what seems to be an interface right in the middle of my vision…

 

[Warning! Host's imminent death detected. Forced chip activation permitted]

 

[Scanning Host for possible methods of recovery… 0 methods detected]

 

[Scanning Chip for possible methods of recovery… 1 method found]

 

[Unpacking Project Izanagi V0.01…]

 

 

[Unpacking completed]

 

[Executing program: MCG V0.01…]

 

[Creation of the Multiversal Chat Group completed!]

 

[Welcome to the Chat Group, Host!]

 

[Congratulations! As the Host and the creator of the Chat Group, you received 3x Randomized Starter Kit!]

 

[Warning! As the Host is in imminent danger, the Starter kit will default to a healing item.]

 

[Redeeming Starter Kit x1…]

 

[Congratulations! You gained 1x Healing Magic (The wrong way to use healing magic)!]

 

[Forcefully activating Host's Healing Magic…]

 

 

[Activation completed. Host's full recovery confirmed.]

 

[Searching Host's body for Cyberware....]

 

[Cyberware detected!]

[2x Monowire]

[1x Ballistic Co-Processor]

[2x Basic Kiroshi Optics]

[1x Arasaka Mk.3 Cyberdeck]

 

[Calibrating Cyberware...]

 

[Calibration completed! Host will be able to affect Entities without Cyberware]

 

[Entering sleep mode...]

 

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*Huscle = Hired Muscle