Y/n was doing another job with all of the edgerunners on a call.
Y/n " Maine I said I would join but right now I'm doing a job [ gun shots are heard in the background ] hang on [ shouts at someone else ] fuck off ya jackass, [ Y/n shot them back killing them ] anyway what you want? "
Maine " To meet up and introduce you to everyone. "
Y/n " You serious dude just to meet up and not a job? "
Maine " Yes I'm serious choom. "
Y/n " Alright give me a second. "
Y/n hung up and the screen shows Y/n in a warehouse surrounded by dead people and shell casing on the ground, he then started to walk to a ship container and opened it to see a bunch of drugs, weapons and cyberware. Y/n then started to call Dakota :
Y/n " Dakota I've found the supplies sending dets on where abouts. "
Dakota " Thank you Y/n with those supplies many people that live in the badlands can actually protect themselves, sending eddies now. "
Dakota then hung up and Y/n saw that he was paid 60,000 eddies so he walked to his car and when he got in he looked to see lucy sat in the passenger seat;
Y/n then pointed one of his guns at her.
Y/n " What the fuck is wrong with you?! "
Lucy " Calm down Christ. "
Y/n put his gun away and started driving to Maine's place.
Y/n " Why the hell did you break into my car? "
Lucy " Simple to make sure you meet up with the others ... nice car. "
Y/n " Thanks. "
Y/n looked in his rear view mirror and saw a van getting awfully close to them so Y/n sped up.
Lucy " What's wrong? "
Y/n " We're being followed. "
Lucy looked to see a van she didn't recognise then she saw people open the doors and aim guns at them, Y/n then pressed a couple buttons and two guns appeared on the front of the car he then pulled the handbrake and spun the car around. He then released the handbrake and started to reverse.
YOU ARE READING
cyberpunk x male reader
FanfictionY/n was born and raised in Night city which he hated but he put up with it he was known as a mercenary not one of the best but not even close to the worst, follow Y/n as he does random jobs to make a living I own nothing except for the oc