CONCRETE JUNGLE - A Noah Sebastian Fanfiction

Earth Quake

Everything in this world is a mess...

Cars on fire, buildings torn down, streets littered with bodies, trash and other vile things. This world is a Concrete Jungle, but it's home.

It's the year 3023, everything started going to shit after metal became the norm- literally. Everything is now metal, even the clothes on our back. All because of the riots certain bands were making back a thousand years ago.

We can all give a big thanks to The BAD OMENS. A cult that has been around since before the dark ages of now. Starting from, you guessed it, a metal band, and they have become the rulers of this dystopia.

I sadly know them personally.

Mr. Sebastian, the leader was once my friend. Somebody who I felt comfort in. Somebody who I loved...

He is no longer the kind soul I knew. Noah is now a monster just waiting to be hunted and caged. He is the enemy.

I was long in my thoughts, reminiscing about the past when I suddenly felt the ground below me start to shake.

An earth quake...

Earth quakes now are no laughing matter like they once were. They can tear down any housing and kill anybody, hence half the corpses littering the streets.

I start running as fast as I can, hoping to avoid a sudden death. I didn't fight so damn hard in my 25 years of life just for it to be ended by an unnaturally natural disaster. Running starts to feel like no use. I see the buildings shake as a go by, hoping the cracks don't give in as I'm passing. Just when I've given up hope, I hear a honk.

It's a vehicle moving closer and closer to me. I can't see who is operating said vehicle but I can tell that there is more than one passenger. Maybe four but I can't really tell as they are fast approaching.

One passenger holds out an arm for me to grab, at least I hope. Just as the timing is right, I grab and jump so that I can be pulled to, hopefully, safety. I fall into two peoples laps as we nearly miss the falling building, finally burying all the bodies that lied in its shadow.

As I'm catching my breath from the anxiety that pooled in my stomach, I look up to see whom I am laying on.

Fuck

Fuck

Fuck

Everybody in town knows that if you fall into BAD OMENS path, you are forever in their favor, and I literally fell into their laps. I fell into specifically Folio, "the Brute" and Ruffilo, "the Maker"s' laps.

Fuck

Fuck

Fuck

I see Jolly, "the Smooth-Talker" in the drivers seat and of course, Mr. Sebastian himself in shotgun. As if I couldn't feel more ashamed, I'm pushed up to sit in between the two Nick's as Mr. Sebastian speaks up.

"Dear, how could you not see the building that was about to take your precious life?" He questions me as he pulls down his sunglasses to get a better look at me.

As soon as he gets his better look, his expression changes like he knows who I am. Like he remembers...

"Mother fucker, I saw the damn building and I was running out of its path, moron." I spit at him from the back seat and he just chuckles at my rage. "Don't talk to your king like that my love"

That fucking name.

"You know the rules" He lifts up his glasses and continues to look forwards. "You are now our little pet. So what is our little pet good for hmm?" He cock an eyebrow waiting for me to answer.

I swallow hard before I claim who I am. "I am not a fucking pet, let's get one thing straight first of all. Second, of course I know your shitty rules, but I like life so im not going to jump out of your shitty car." I catch my breath before I continue my speech.

"My name is Rose. I run through your shitting jungle doing what everyone else does. Steal, lie, and kill." I grit my teeth while saying the final part.

"And I rather die then be in your hands, bitch."

I feel a strong hand slap me and all he can get from it is a groan and a side eye from me.

"Rose. I'm guessing it's short for Rosemary."

He knew who I fucking was.

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Hello everyone! I'm Miki and this is my first story in a LONG time!

The photo up at the top is not mine, but it is what I picture Rose to look like throughout this story.

Everything I write is strictly fiction and fantasy. I write to be creative, I just love Bad Omens so why not write with them in mind!

I hope you will love Concrete Jungle and I hope you'll look forward to the next chapters!!