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From Badlands To Good Times A Cyberpunk 2077 Tale	By : Crystal_Dreams_Writes Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 3887 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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After her frustrating day out, V decided she would spend the second day in her apartment, and it was as torturing as she had imagined, if not worse.

She could hear muffled voices and moans from the hallway next to her apartment, the non-stop advertisements on the radio, and the holo wouldn’t stop. And even if she tried to sleep the day away, her dreams and memories wouldn’t let her sleep for more than an hour at a time. She felt like a prisoner, as she herself had landed in jail a few times like all nomads eventually do. She was burning up with desire and she was desperate for release.

Finally, in the evening she received the message she hoped to get. “You’re in the clear, kid, if you haven’t experienced any discomfort or any issues, you’re good to go. Have fun, and don’t go too crazy”.

The first thing she did was get out of her clothes and head to the shower. The cold water running down her body just felt like heaven, as she was finally able to trail her fingers down to her eager hunt. She felt a surge go through her body the second she did it, her nipples puffed up as she moved her hand faster and faster and her fingers were exploring every inch of her. She fantasized about every encounter she had since she arrived in Night City, but for some reason, the one that got to her the most was her ride on the NCART and the little punk, Randy.

The unfinished business invaded her mind, the very thought made her loudly climax as the water kept running down her body. Oh, she was going to get that little punk. She didn’t know when or how, but she was going to get him.

V didn’t sleep at all that night, she fired up several BDs, the naughtiest and nastiest BDs she could get her hands on. The sensations and feelings were swimming in her head all at the same time and her body turned into a mess of sweat and fluids. She was panting, she was begging her invisible partners for more, she was drunk with lust and desire and she kept going until the sun started to rise when she finally felt she had had her fill.

She took another shower, but this time around, to clean herself and get ready for her day. It had been two days, Jackie was probably done with the Orta gig, and she had been putting showing up to the Afterlife for far too long, it was time for her to face the music if there was any music to be faced. She picked her outfit next, black boots, low-cut jeans, a sleeveless plunging red top, and a short-sleeved punk jacket that showed her mid-riff, she got her trusty Dying Night gun (Her custom, extensively modified Lexington) and headed to the parking garage, and her Brennan.

The second she started her bike, she got a call from Jackie, she smirked, the guy definitely missed her “Hey Jackster, what’s go—” she was suddenly interrupted, she could hear gunfire in the background “Chica! I could use a hand or two here! Make your way to Orta’s building! 6th Street is here! Hurry!” V’s holo went off with a notification and the coordinates “Fuck!” she screamed as she immediately revved the engine and rushed to the address, rushing through as many red lights as she could, even driving through a few sidewalks, and losing a couple of NCPD patrol cars, as a bike had better maneuverability and would go through spaces a cop car would not.

Finally reaching Heywood and closing in on the address, she could hear the gunfire. Parking her bike nearby, she draws her gun, she could see three 6th Street tagged cars outside the apartment, and a Valentino car crashed against the wall, she could also see Jackie and a few Valentinos firing back at the 6th Street soldiers. V wasn’t affiliated with any gang, and she didn’t have beef with one or the other, but Jackie was her friend, and if 6th Street was aiming to kill him, she had no choice but to jump in herself. With people fleeing the area in droves, V took advantage of the confusion and closed in behind the 6th Street soldiers, opening fire and activating her Active Camo. “What the…!?” the surprised 6th Street gang bangers were sufficiently distracted for the Valentinos to push forward “Ahí están! Chínguenselos!” a man yelled as gold plated Valentinos came out of cover and opened fire, a grenade was tossed and V just barely had time to react and leap away from the blast radius, she was grateful for her Reinforced Tendons “Watch where you’re tossing that, assholes! We’re on the same side!” she screamed as she came out of her camo so the Valentinos could see her “Es V, pendejo! Watch it!” one angry voice shouted as the Valentinos started to converge with V. Seeing themselves outmatched, the rest of the 6th Street soldiers started to fall back “Goddamn!” one of them yelled, “This isn’t over you fuckin’ cholos! We’ll be back!” as they got into one of the cars, a man with gold-plated hands and fully tattooed arms, neatly dressed too, and carrying a rocket launcher stood forward “The fuck you will” his Kiroshi Optics interfaced with the weapon, and one rocket was fired, reaching the car and causing it to immediately blow up, killing all the occupants almost immediately.

The man, who V identified as Gustavo Orta, starts to bark orders “Alguien que vaya y levante a Jaquito!” he spoke fast, a bit too fast for V to understand, but she understood Jaquito. She looked at him “Jackie, where is he?” Orta motioned her to follow him. Jackie was behind a car, he had been hit and there were a couple of Valentinos watching over him “Shit! Jack!” V screamed as he groaned “Hey chica… W-what… Took you so long?” his blood was staining the pavement, he had been shot at least three times: Once in the left arm, once in the left leg, and once somewhere on his torso, Orta taps V’s shoulder “You know a good ripper? 6th Street is gonna be watching all hospitals” V composed herself and nods “Y-yeah, Viktor Vektor, he can patch him up” Orta rounds his men up “Then there’s no time to waste… Cabrones! Listen up! You and you are gonna take V and Jaquito to his ripper! De ahí no se mueven hasta que se recupere! The rest of you are comin’ with me, we’re gonna teach Nolan a fuckin’ lesson! Someone fetch Martha!” he then turns to V again “Give me Viktor Vektor’s information, I’ll talk to him, don’t worry about a thing, just go”.

The journey to Viktor’s shop was surreal. A Valentino car was carrying a wounded Jackie, and she was speeding through the streets following shortly. Viktor was working on another patient when the group burst in. Viktor was stunned and confused by the two Valentinos waving their rifles around until V calmed everyone down, Jackie was placed on a slab Viktor had whenever he needed to perform medical surgery, and the rest was a matter of time.

Fortunately for V, Viktor was finishing up with his patient when they arrived, and once he was done, he immediately got to work on Jackie. Fortunately, he was conscious, just in a lot of pain. After two hours, Viktor announces that Jackie was stabilized but he’ll need some time to recover, as he was explaining the situation, he got a call, it was Orta, and Viktor had no choice but to take the call. As V waited, one of the Valentinos tried to cheer her up “Hey hermana, don’t worry, Jaquito is a tough cabrón, one of the best we’ve ever had, he’ll walk this off, you’ll see” V sighs, appreciating what the gangbanger was trying to do, she turned to her “What the fuck happened? Jackie was supposed to only watch the place, why did 6th Street attack?” the Valentino sits next to her, V was fairly impressed with the amount of gold-plated chrome she had on her: Arms, legs, and her left eye, and who knows what internal upgrades the Valentino had “Who knows mami” she replies “Gustavo came back and as he was pulling up to pay us for the job, 6th Street came in guns blazin’, los putos gave no warnin’ either”.

An ambush then, 6th Street knew when Orta would be back, and they made their move. She looked at the Valentino’s member who was trying to peek through her top, V smirked and she would have given the banger the time of day if there were other pressing matters at hand “Why does 6th Street have such a hard-on for Orta?” she asks “Territory? I heard they have been trying to make a move on Heywood for a while now” the banger shakes her head “Martha” she simply says, V looked confused “Martha?” she did remember Orta asking for someone to fetch her “Gustavo’s chica, she poses as Martha Young, but her real name is Martha Frakes, and she’s the daughter of a 6th Street jefe, Nolan Frakes” V whistled, the situation was a very fucked up love story. Viktor was still on the holo with Orta, as V presses the banger for more questions “So what happens now?” she shrugs, still looking at V “We wait for Jaquito to recover, Gustavo’s órdenes” V shakes her head “No I mean, what’s gonna happen with Frakes and you chooms? This could escalate” there was silence “I guess we escalate, mami”.

The call had finally ended, Viktor came back to V and he was pale “Gusta—Mr. Orta is covering all the expenses and is paying for upgrades for Jackie, once he wakes up we’ll have a chat and see what he wants to get. It’ll probably be several hours. He is out of danger and will walk out of this just fine, you don’t have to stay here” V remembered how much her own work cost her, Orta looked like he was loaded and seemed to esteem Jackie, she was considering staying “And before you say anything, kid, you still have your own recovery to watch out for, just because you can go to town now it doesn’t mean your systems are all fully integrated. Go on, and I’ll call you the second the procedures end, ‘sides, I’m certain these guys will keep me company” the other Valentino chuckles, still holding on to his rifle “You know it, homie” Viktor shrugs, turning to V “See? Go on kid, give your new toys a test drive, lemme know if you need anything else”.

V knew it wouldn’t do anyone any good to argue, she sighed and nodded quietly, heading to the exit, she sees a clearly distraught Misty watching from the stairs “What are you doing here, choom?” V asks “I’m worried, V, it’s not the first time Jackie gets hurt, but it’s the first time they bring him in like this” V looks back into the shop and, in hindsight, yes this looked way worse than it was “Well, why don’t you go inside? Vik says Jackie’s gonna make it, but he’ll need some upgrades” Misty slowly shakes her head “I’d like to… But I don’t think the Valentinos like me very much, his mom doesn’t like me either, so…” V encourages her, taking her hand and dragging her inside “Misty, he’s your input, c’mon, anyone will understand” as they walk inside, V immediately notices the Valentinos tensing up “This is Jackie’s output, she’s worried, she’s gonna hang around until Jackie wakes up, alright?” the Valentinos look at Misty, then at V, and finally they nod “Alright mami, whatever you say” Misty turns to V, grateful “Thanks V… Could you… Could you close shop for me?” V nods “Consider it done choom”.

A few moments later, V was walking into Misty’s Esoterica, closing the door, and turning off the lights. She wondered if even one person had walked in at all. Once she was done, she headed towards her bike when her holo went off, a call was coming in with the ID locked, she was more intrigued than annoyed, and after a second, she accepted the call “Is this V?” a voice inquired, their face was shadowed “Yeah, who’s this?” the caller leans forward revealing a familiar face to her “This is Gustavo Orta, we need to talk” V looks around, people coming and going as always, she doubted anyone would even stop and look at her, but she decided not to take any chances. She started her bike and started to drive “Alright, so talk” Orta shook his head “Not on the holo, can you make it to my place? I’ll order my cabrones you let you through” V nods, revving the engine “On my way”.

V was a merc, so getting calls for jobs wasn’t unexpected, in fact, it was a very bad sign when a merc wouldn’t get any calls at all. But those calls were usually from fixers. The way things worked was simple: A client has a job, the client needs to find a fixer, and the fixer will assess the job and negotiate, if the negotiation was positive then the fixer would find the right merc or mercs for the job, and finally, the merc gets the call. Getting a call like this though, without a fixer, was risky especially if the merc didn’t know the client. Although Orta had a reputation and seemed attached to Jackie, and she had an incline to what this may be all about, she was still not 100% certain she wouldn’t get screwed over, or roped into a situation that was bigger than she was. She found herself driving through the streets of Heywood, reaching the apartment building Orta owned. The 6th Street cars were still there, burning, and while NCPD was nearby, they knew this was Valentino territory and just exercised containment, that is, making sure that the Valentinos wouldn’t go on another rampage, at least for now.

She parked just outside the building, and a couple of Valentinos immediately approached her, one was checking her out, just as she expected, and the other was checking out the Brennan. The one checking her out even whistled at her “Hola mami, estás perdida?” he asks as V turns to him, grinning “I’m not lost, I’m exactly where I wanna be” the Valentino chuckles, getting a real good look at her, as he was about to say something, V continues “Orta is waiting for me” the Valentino changed his disposition and cleared his throat, just motioning for V to proceed inside.

The building lobby had three other Valentinos, heavily armed, and the elevator had a couple of cameras on the ceiling. She went straight to the top, where two other Valentinos were patrolling the hallway, they looked at her with lecherous eyes, and one of them even rubbed their crotch in front of her, but they didn’t say anything. Finally, the doors to the apartment opened, and V stepped inside, not knowing what to expect.
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