{SPN J2 Big Bang} Gunmetal Dawn - Prologue
Fic Title: Gunmetal Dawn
Author name: deannawol
Artist name: grayscaled
Genre: RPS AU
Pairing: Jensen/Jared
Rating: PG
Word count: 66,666
Warnings: Slash (M/M) relationship, oral sex, violence, language, angst
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Summary: J2 Cyberpunk AU; Three years ago, Christian Kane betrayed Jared Padalecki and killed most of his family. Mercenary Jensen Ackles saved him and his younger sister Megan and brought them to live with them out in the wilds of Texas. Jared's been training and is finally ready to take Kane on to win back his family's corporate empire. However, the course of true love never runs smoothly and in regaining what he's lost, he's put everything he loves in jeopardy, including his partner and lover, Jensen. A J2 Romance in a Cyberpunk AU setting.
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Hi guys,
Haven't been writing much lately. Sorry about that. Been on a run for the last few days. Nothing major, just staking out a warehouse. It could have gone better but I got creds in my pockets and a shiny new cast on my arm thanks to Momma Ackles’ bag of tricks. Some guy high on something, think it was RedLight took offence at us nicking his stuff and decided that he was bigger and stupider than us and... Well, he threw me off a walkway. Landed badly on my hand, broke my arm, passed right out. Didn't wake up until the next day. Jen got me outta there after he took care of the junkie, dragged my ass back to the camp.
Wasn't too bad, the family were just outside Dallas, all parked up ready for the big party this weekend. We were supposed to head out Friday, guess this moved up the schedule a bit.
Momma shot me full of painkillers, poured some QikHeal down my throat and plastered up my arm. Everyone in the camp has been writing on it. I gotta hide some of what they wrote from Momma just in case she asks who wrote it, cause lying to her is like trying to sneak cookies from Sam's cookie jar, 'cept it's twice as tough. She really doesn't take no as an answer.
It's odd. It's been nearly three years since I lost you. Three years tomorrow, in fact. Shit, I can't believe it's been that long, ya know? It was Meg's birthday 'bout two weeks ago but we couldn't get the family all together so we're having the celebration this weekend instead. She misses you, especially now. I really wanted to be there but at least she had Sam there, and Momma. She's adopted Meg - well, without the paperwork side, but that bit doesn't matter so much out here. Doesn't even make that much difference. Momma really looks out for her, makes sure she's got what she needs, gets her everything she wants. Really keeping her nose in the books. You're gonna be really proud of her. I just know it.
She's doing a business course, the one that you wanted me to do, Dad, but she's enjoying it. Really enjoying it. It's correspondence and all that, but she gets it in a way that I couldn't. Always said that she'd be way better than me. Turns out I was right. She's running the family's finances, doing the budgets, even fields some contracts for us when we need it. She's ruthless. Just like you used to be, Dad. I'm watching out for her too, call her every
couple of days just to make sure she's doing good.
Sam's good too, second Momma of the camp out here. She's turned out to be a hell of a driver and an even better shot. She's taken over training the kids, making sure they know how to drive out here in the desert. How to get outta the way when trouble's coming and how to defend the camp if they need to. Did you know how deadly she was with a shotgun before you hired her to be our housekeeper? Sure, it came as a shock when she asked Jen for one three years ago when we were running away from Dallas, but jeez you'd think she was born with it in her hand. Maybe she was...
And yeah, before you ask, Jen's doing good too. He's got a few bruises and is banged up but he's good. And yeah, we're still together. Almost three years and still counting and man, it's good. There is nothing better than waking up beside him every morning, even if he is reading crappy romances he's nicked from his mom. Dunno how he manages it but he's always up before me. But that's one of the things that makes him him. That and bitching me out when I do something wrong. There are times when he forgets that I've been doing this for a couple of years now. Still thinks that I'm the city kid finding his way. But he's trained me up good, him and Josh. I can strip a security system in no time flat. I can even tell a 9 mil handgun from a .45. I got myself cybered up a little more but nothing too extreme. Although, I gotta admit, I didn't buy any of the Padalecki Microcybernetics stuff.
Sorry Dad, but since Christian shot the place up and took over, it's kinda gone to shit. It still works but they're cutting corners to make some more money. Been a couple of cases of short circuits, people killed. It's not good out there, but Christian just stands in front of the cameras and smiles and everyone believes him. There are still some days I can't believe that he's the one that gunned you down. I can't believe that he walked into my hospital room to see me and lied to my face. And just for money. Christ but there are so many better reasons than that. Caught a news show in the city before the job and he was on it. He's planning on putting up a memorial to you. Big publicity event, giving money to the Dallas PD. You should have heard him, guys, he was all sincere, even faked a tear when he talked about what had happened. Bastard did it and he cried for the fucking cameras.
That's when I knew, I have to kill him. There's no other way. I know you probably won't approve, Mom, but I can't let him get away with it. He still has contracts out there floating around. He still wants us dead and he'd invested a lot of money in it. Lots of zeros. If it was just me, then maybe I could just change, hide out somewhere, head across the state lines and reinvent myself but Padalecki Microcybernetics should be Meg's. No, Dad, I'm not a businessman, I'd be bored solid sitting behind a boardroom table. But she'd rock it. I got Jen, I got the streets and enough adrenaline to keep me
busy.
I got a plan. Well, the start of one, but once I talk Jen into it, he'll fill in the blanks. He's good at that. And he'll make sure that we both come out of it alive and in one piece. So don't worry about me. I'm going to be okay. We're all going to be okay.
Give Jeff my love, guys.
Love you both so much and I miss you, but I know you're watching over both of us.
Talk to you soon, hopefully.
Jared
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Author name: deannawol
Artist name: grayscaled
Genre: RPS AU
Pairing: Jensen/Jared
Rating: PG
Word count: 66,666
Warnings: Slash (M/M) relationship, oral sex, violence, language, angst
.
Summary: J2 Cyberpunk AU; Three years ago, Christian Kane betrayed Jared Padalecki and killed most of his family. Mercenary Jensen Ackles saved him and his younger sister Megan and brought them to live with them out in the wilds of Texas. Jared's been training and is finally ready to take Kane on to win back his family's corporate empire. However, the course of true love never runs smoothly and in regaining what he's lost, he's put everything he loves in jeopardy, including his partner and lover, Jensen. A J2 Romance in a Cyberpunk AU setting.
Link to Fic Masterpost: Link
Link to Art Masterpost: Link
Hi guys,
Haven't been writing much lately. Sorry about that. Been on a run for the last few days. Nothing major, just staking out a warehouse. It could have gone better but I got creds in my pockets and a shiny new cast on my arm thanks to Momma Ackles’ bag of tricks. Some guy high on something, think it was RedLight took offence at us nicking his stuff and decided that he was bigger and stupider than us and... Well, he threw me off a walkway. Landed badly on my hand, broke my arm, passed right out. Didn't wake up until the next day. Jen got me outta there after he took care of the junkie, dragged my ass back to the camp.
Wasn't too bad, the family were just outside Dallas, all parked up ready for the big party this weekend. We were supposed to head out Friday, guess this moved up the schedule a bit.
Momma shot me full of painkillers, poured some QikHeal down my throat and plastered up my arm. Everyone in the camp has been writing on it. I gotta hide some of what they wrote from Momma just in case she asks who wrote it, cause lying to her is like trying to sneak cookies from Sam's cookie jar, 'cept it's twice as tough. She really doesn't take no as an answer.
It's odd. It's been nearly three years since I lost you. Three years tomorrow, in fact. Shit, I can't believe it's been that long, ya know? It was Meg's birthday 'bout two weeks ago but we couldn't get the family all together so we're having the celebration this weekend instead. She misses you, especially now. I really wanted to be there but at least she had Sam there, and Momma. She's adopted Meg - well, without the paperwork side, but that bit doesn't matter so much out here. Doesn't even make that much difference. Momma really looks out for her, makes sure she's got what she needs, gets her everything she wants. Really keeping her nose in the books. You're gonna be really proud of her. I just know it.
She's doing a business course, the one that you wanted me to do, Dad, but she's enjoying it. Really enjoying it. It's correspondence and all that, but she gets it in a way that I couldn't. Always said that she'd be way better than me. Turns out I was right. She's running the family's finances, doing the budgets, even fields some contracts for us when we need it. She's ruthless. Just like you used to be, Dad. I'm watching out for her too, call her every
couple of days just to make sure she's doing good.
Sam's good too, second Momma of the camp out here. She's turned out to be a hell of a driver and an even better shot. She's taken over training the kids, making sure they know how to drive out here in the desert. How to get outta the way when trouble's coming and how to defend the camp if they need to. Did you know how deadly she was with a shotgun before you hired her to be our housekeeper? Sure, it came as a shock when she asked Jen for one three years ago when we were running away from Dallas, but jeez you'd think she was born with it in her hand. Maybe she was...
And yeah, before you ask, Jen's doing good too. He's got a few bruises and is banged up but he's good. And yeah, we're still together. Almost three years and still counting and man, it's good. There is nothing better than waking up beside him every morning, even if he is reading crappy romances he's nicked from his mom. Dunno how he manages it but he's always up before me. But that's one of the things that makes him him. That and bitching me out when I do something wrong. There are times when he forgets that I've been doing this for a couple of years now. Still thinks that I'm the city kid finding his way. But he's trained me up good, him and Josh. I can strip a security system in no time flat. I can even tell a 9 mil handgun from a .45. I got myself cybered up a little more but nothing too extreme. Although, I gotta admit, I didn't buy any of the Padalecki Microcybernetics stuff.
Sorry Dad, but since Christian shot the place up and took over, it's kinda gone to shit. It still works but they're cutting corners to make some more money. Been a couple of cases of short circuits, people killed. It's not good out there, but Christian just stands in front of the cameras and smiles and everyone believes him. There are still some days I can't believe that he's the one that gunned you down. I can't believe that he walked into my hospital room to see me and lied to my face. And just for money. Christ but there are so many better reasons than that. Caught a news show in the city before the job and he was on it. He's planning on putting up a memorial to you. Big publicity event, giving money to the Dallas PD. You should have heard him, guys, he was all sincere, even faked a tear when he talked about what had happened. Bastard did it and he cried for the fucking cameras.
That's when I knew, I have to kill him. There's no other way. I know you probably won't approve, Mom, but I can't let him get away with it. He still has contracts out there floating around. He still wants us dead and he'd invested a lot of money in it. Lots of zeros. If it was just me, then maybe I could just change, hide out somewhere, head across the state lines and reinvent myself but Padalecki Microcybernetics should be Meg's. No, Dad, I'm not a businessman, I'd be bored solid sitting behind a boardroom table. But she'd rock it. I got Jen, I got the streets and enough adrenaline to keep me
busy.
I got a plan. Well, the start of one, but once I talk Jen into it, he'll fill in the blanks. He's good at that. And he'll make sure that we both come out of it alive and in one piece. So don't worry about me. I'm going to be okay. We're all going to be okay.
Give Jeff my love, guys.
Love you both so much and I miss you, but I know you're watching over both of us.
Talk to you soon, hopefully.
Jared
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