John's POV
I was walking along the streets. I was onw of the only people who hadn't gotten into a group. I had a small amount of food that I grew in a garden at my home. Of course I have to protect it or it'll be stolen. Anyways, I grabbed a tomato from my bag. I ate slowly because it eases the hunger longer, a tip I picked up along the way. As I walked I heard a noise behind me. I swirled around to be met with a punch in the face, I felt cuts go up my arms and legs and blows to my stomach, basically I got beat the shit out of. I saw everything in a blur now... it was hazy, most likely from a concussion. But as I lay there broken and bleeding slightly, watching the people who attacked me go through my bag, I saw a blur of red, it seemed to easily kill the two.... It came close to me, lightly picking me up. it spoke one word. "John?" Then I was out.
I woke up in a soft bed covered in soft red Egyptian cotton sheets and a velvet red blanket. I sat up abruptly, remembering what happened. "Oh thank god you're awake!" A voice beside me said, I turned to see a face I never thought I'd see again. "Dave!?" I shouted smiling. He laughed. "Hia egderp! Nice to see yah again." He smiled. "What happened? where am I?" I asked realising this was not Dave's house. "Well you were mugged by some guys and I had to kill them before they killed you. So I did, however you were slightly injured so I brought you back to my group's hideout. It contains me, Karkat, and a bunch of random people looking for protection training and shelter. Have you heard of the Knights of time yet?" He asked. "Yeah! They're supposed to be hardcore as fluck! Why?" I asked smiling. "Egderp you're so oblivious, WE ARE IN THE KNIGHTS OF TIME HIDE OUUUUT." He said lowdly and slowly. "What!? Holy shit Dave I knew you were hardcore but not Knights of time hardcore!" I said wide eyed. "Pfft. try leader of the Knights of time." He said smirking. "I made this shit!" He shouted. I stared wide eyed. But soon saw a haze as I got dizzy. "Holy shit John! Lay back down!" He said pushing my chest lightly back on the bed. "Look. I'll be back later for now just... stay here and sleep." He said getting up. "But I'm taking someone's room." I mumbled. "Yeah it's mine, and I said stay the hell down!" He said laughing. Wait... Dave's room.... I'm in Dave's bed? He gave up his bed for me? Wow. I Drifted off to sleep wrapped in the soft cotton and the smell of cologne.
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I'm not a hero. ( johndave ) (OLD)
FanfictionFate, death, danger... What will change the world. The greatest hero there ever was, and the leader of a notorious new world gang... Where will the horrid primitive world leave the two? (The POV will not change mid chapter, this was inspired by the...