Far Cry 5: The Panther

Finale (Holland Valley)

Rook Had Searched for Luke for the past Three days, John had been quiet about him, so it was unlikely he had him. John's favorite thing now a days was yelling at her for her "antics" in his region. She had just blown up his precious "YES" sign, and, oh, how she wished to see his face when he found out.

"Your actions have consequences, Deputy. I've gathered all your friends here in Fall's End to Atone for your sins." Loud yelling could be heard in the background.

"He has nothing to do with this! Let him go!" Jerome's voice could be heard in the background as multiple voices said one word that stopped her train of thought.

Luke.

The mention of his name froze her in panic. Had he shown up at Fall's End while she was away. Did he just show up? Where had he been all this time? All of these and more had flown through her head as the world around her had seemed to slow.

"Ah, it seems our friend Luke has decided to join us. Get the needle ready, I know exactly what his sin is." Rook gritted her teeth and pushed the pedal to the metal.

"Your welcome to join us. After all, if it weren't for you, none of them would be in this predicament... " Rook was half tempted to pick up her radio and give John a good yell, but she knew that's what he wanted.

"This is your last chance to say Yes, Deputy. Don't keep us waiting too long Deputy."

~At Fall's End~

Luke struggled to uproot himself from the grasps that were forcing him on the ground. He watched in fear as John grasped his tattoo gun, and heard it hum to life. John smiled and walked closer. Luke had no idea how this man had managed to subdue all of Fall's End, but he knew something was wrong as soon as he entered the town.

"Luke, I had a lot of time to think upon your story. I mean, you did leave me your autobiography. A simple man who simply wanted to happily live with your family. Then leaving them in their time of need." Luke began to violently thrash around in an doomed attempt to escape. Even if he had managed to escape the two holding him down, many more would detain him.

"You know, I admire some of the things you wrote down in your journal. My favorite had to be the one, oh, how did it go, 'A man's back is his weakest spot, therefor he should only bear it to those who are weaker and need protecting. It stands as a beacon of hope to those surrounding you, telling them that you will stand between them and Harm's way'. It really speaks volume about you. So much so, that I'm going to put your sin across the top of your back to show those you protect that even you are not perfect. Flip him."

With only a nod the two large men picked him up, taken the opportunity, he pulled himself free and lifted his fist in an attempt to strike John, only to once again be slammed into the ground.

"Stop John! Let him go, he has nothing to do with this!" Jerome shouted from his spot before being silenced by the meaty hand of the Peggie next to him.

"See, you just don't understand. This has EVERYTHING to do with him. Joseph was told by the voice, Luke is special. He just doesn't see it yet." John's smile had yet to leave his face this entire time. He hoped that the Deputy would take just a little longer to get here so he could enjoy this moment just a bit longer. He had won. The Deputy has had her fill of fun, and she would soon atone, along with Luke. And it was John, that made it happen. Not Jacob, and Not Faith. It was little John that had brought the Lamb and the Panther home.

Staring into the hate filled eyes of Luke, John couldn't help but smile wider.

"Wipe that smug smile off your lips you bastard, when I get up, I'm gonna shove my foot so far up your ass that I'm gonna have to pull my boots off through your mouth."