All the King's Men [Far Cry 5] (Joseph x OC fanfic)

Prologue

Hope County, Montana

A place where everyone minded their P's and Q's.

A place where everyone knew everything about you and couldn't take five steps north, south, east or west without someone asking you about what happened in your life that they heard through the grape vine.

A place that you used to find me doing one of three things without a care in the world:

Being in the shadow of my father, Hope County Sheriff Earl Whitehorse as he showed me the workings of the Hope County Sheriff's Department either through out in the field during missions, or back at the station working the behind the scenes aspect of things.

Or, if not that, then my head would be under hoods of vehicles within the garage that was owned by one my good friends Aiden Rye, helping him out whenever the chance I could get.

Or, if not that, then I would be getting hammered with my best friend Charlemagne Boshaw (also known as Sharky to practically everyone else) as the two of us manages to not completely burn down Hope County with fire and destruction.

Ever noticed I said those actions in the past tense instead of the present tense? Well, I never have been able to enjoy even some of the things I used to enjoy in Hope County anymore. At least anymore without a care in the world. Want to know why?

The reason why is because of three brothers and their baby sister emerging from the slums in Georgia, bringing their cult with them here to Hope County.

Their names are Abigail, Jacob, John, and Joseph Seed. Joseph was known as the leader, or The Father, of their cult known as the Project at Eden's Gate. Abigail, Jacob and John were just merely following Joseph like blind sheep and raised their own forms of terror over the three different regions of Hope County. However, as time went on, Abigail realized what the cult was truly doing to everyone here so she decided to become smart and got the Hell out of dodge. Before she could get a chance to do that, the cult took about pretty much every inch of Hope County that they could get their hand son. One day, they were took over land and resources and the next they took over people in such a short amount of time. It still left me surprised that during my lifetime living here, that this place could get effectively shut down quickly by four siblings in a sense.

My own interactions with the Project were few and far in between it felt like; most of them was Joseph himself trying to persuade me to join the cult after the two of us met by luck (luck being for lack of a better word in that situation) back when I was sixteen years old who got kicked out of the house for the night one time. Interactions where, even though my brain didn't want to think so, I believed they were harmless interactions.

When I turned 18 years old, I took that opportunity to get the Hell out of Hope County and temporarily live in Missoula for four years as I went ahead and attend the University of Montana in hopes of being a psychologist. Honestly were the best four years of my life; mainly due to the fact that I didn't have to deal with the Project at Eden's Gate.

Or so I thought.

Four years came and went and after walking across the graduation stage and received my college diploma, I was faced with a decision.

Would I possibly stay in Missoula and pursue a career in what I went to school for? Or move to anywhere else in the United States to do that for that matter.

Or, move back to Hope County where I have friends and family that miss me dearly and I miss them back.

Even though if I went with option B, I would move right back into the grasps of the Project at Eden's Gate where I assume still have a major stronghold over Hope County.

Me, being the dumbass that I am, went with option B and moved back to Hope County after I graduated.

Looking back at it now, I heavily regret that decision.

Why do I regret that decision?

It's an easy answer. As soon as I stepped foot into Hope County – more specifically in Holland Valley where my new home was going to be in – I've been ambushed by the cult; attacking me with what I later would find out as bliss bullet and proceeded to get kidnapped by the cult.

Why would they do that? Just so I can walk their path to accept them into my heart and become one of them?

That's not why they did what they did to me.

There's also another question that you may be asking yourselves: who am I?

My name is Lilith Whitehorse, the aforementioned daughter of Hope County Sheriff Earl Whitehorse.

I'm also the woman who, according to The Father himself, got selected by God himself to be his wife.

I'm also the woman that's going to take down the cult.

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AN: This is my first ever video game fanfiction and the first time in what feels like forever that I've actually written and posted fanfiction, so I'm a bit rusty. So I will apologize if things seem rough around the edges! Hope whoever reads this story likes what they read!