Johnisdead Fanfics and Oneshots.

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'' Tyler, no! I-I'm not going to let you go, okay? Calm down, he's not gonna make it- '' Those were the last words Tyler heard from his friend Greth, before a totally recognizable for him red figure grabbed him with a sobrenatural force by his wrist. He almost fell inconscious when he was literally slipping him with no worries in the floor, letting his destiny bring him wherever he had to go. Even at the limit of unconsciousness, Tyler still tried to let go of the grip, but couldn't. Kevin's force was something that he couldn't mess with, he was not a normal person anymore, and that was the thing that really mocked him out. His face was constantly touching the cold and hard floor, and his body would simply slip. His wrist was really hurting, his whole body too. Kevin wasn't even trying to help to make it better, he just walked and simply continued his path, no matter how much Tyler supplicated him to stop. '' S-stop please, i-it fucking hurts! I swear to god... '' He couldn't even say a word, before the pain was gone. He fell into a hole of full unconsciousness.

When he waked up, we knew exactly where he was. He gulped hard when he realized where he was. Still anxious, he noticed something else. Something was really hurting his arms, and he couldn't move. When he looked down, he realized he was tied up in a chair. His face was full of little marks thanks to the several damages he got because of the large and pretty savage trip. '' Oh god dammit. This is a fucking mess, let me go, please. '' His voice was kinda broken because of the fear he felt in that moment. But he knew how to hide it. Tyler recognized a messy figure that made him blink twice. His lips shaked for a moment. Kevin just showed in front of him like it was a normal meeting, treating Tyler like it was nothing that he slammed his face on the floor for literally hours of walking. '' Hello there. '' His smile showed on less than a blink could count, and Wells was totally paralized. '' ¿Why are you so scared, my friend? Didn't you want to have a meeting with me? '' Kevin said, getting on the back of the chair and grabbing Tyler's shoulders with a certain firmness. Tyler's back in that moment, was totally full of shivers. Still shocked by everything, he tried to say a word without freezing. '' ¿W-why the fuck I'm even here, Kevin? '' He asked with a calm voice, still shiver-ish. A silence was heard on the entire fishery.

  '' ¿How did you even call me? '' His touch was out of his shoulders for a moment, and Tyler felt tense. He couldn't do anything to defend himself if he even tried to apply some violence in him. He just replied with a even quieter voice. '' Yeah, Kevin, ¿what's wrong about it? '' 

 '' You know... ¿what's my name? '' His red-painted hands were now in his neck, softly and firmly grabbing. '' My name is Regiminis. I don't know any Kevin in here. '' Some kind of a maniatic tone was in his voice, along with some little laughs that couldn't stop Wells' shivers from going to more and more intense. '' A-alright, but calm down, you fucking psychopath. '' Tyler said with a more defenseless voice now; trying to get Kevin's hands out of his neck moving his shoulders, but it didn't work out, surprisedly. '' I want a better response. '' Kevin said in a calm voice, his patience was kinda scary to watch. '' W-what? '' Tyler said, in a rough surprised tone.  

'' You heard me, answer of a better way, fella. '' His thumbs pressed on the side part of his neck, and Tyler could feel the pressure. In that moment, his heart did a quick fast beat, that made him jump a little bit. He shakily breathed, leaving a silence again, that allowed the red man to say another word. '' Or else, I'm going to sacrifice you. '' Those words were the thing that made Wells literally shit himself of a metaphorical way. Was that the reason he was there, to be sacrificed to Luna, or whoever the goddess of that sick cult was? '' I'm being good with you, I'm in debt. Just because I wanted to save your life, I let you the opportunity to live a little more of your boring and mediocre life, ignoring the fact that your destiny is already written to be... ¿And you're just going to answer to me with that behaviour, Tyler? '' Kevin said with a quiet voice, as someone or something was close to hear him and he didn't want to be listened.

'' You're not my friend, you're just a sick freak. '' Tyler answered with a shakily tone, tears were just about to let out of his eyes. This was just like a nightmare, and he absolutely didn't like it. Something about seeing his best friend now sacrificing him to a person that he doesn't even know if really exists, makes him sick. And totally, sad too. '' ¿Why would I want to answer to of a good way to you, if I don't even know you anymore? '' The tone that Kevin felt in Tyler's voice made his smile into a kinda sad expression for a moment. Hearing him like that makes something inside of him shiver, probably something of his normal feelings are still alive inside of him somehow. '' Forget it, I'm not going to listen to you anymore. You waste my time. '' Kevin stopped, just walking away into a more destroyed room of the place, as he was going to search for something.

  Tyler after that deeply sighed, feeling his heart racing normally again. But he didn't know if this was his final moment of life. Something inside of him was telling that something would happen that could make a possibility for him to escape. 

But he doesn't know.