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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Just as she had planned, V woke up early the following day and began her morning ritual: A quick bite, a shower, and an outfit. She picked a pair of low-cut tight leather pants, biker boots, and a small, sleeveless red top that allowed a generous amount of underboob. She complemented the outfit with a plastic vest with holo touches, and a set of jewelry: A couple of necklaces, steeled earrings, and one ring for each of her index fingers. She added the finishing touches with the makeup that seemed to get her the best results: Her black lipstick and eye shadow. Once she was satisfied, she made her way to the parking garage where her Brennan motorcycle was waiting for her, and she made her way to Mamá Welles’s house.
It didn’t take her long to arrive and as soon as she did, she was witness to a rather uncomfortable scene. Misty and Mamá Welles were going at it. It seemed Misty had the same idea V had and tried to go and see Jackie, but Mamá Welles was having none of it, V had never seen someone curse so fast in Spanish. Wanting to prevent something unfortunate, she parks her bike and gets off, rushing to both women “Whoa, whoa… People, people! What’s going on here?” both women stop as they see V, and they both tried to explain their side to her at the same time “I… Uhm… One at a time!” Misty spoke first, it was clear she was distraught “I just wanted to come and see Jackie! He told me he was doing better and I thought I would surprise him, and—” she couldn’t even finish the sentence before Mamá Welles went on yet another tirade, V had to physically put herself between both women “Alright, alright! I get it!” it was way too early in the morning to be having a scene like this. V turns to Mamá Welles “Listen… Misty is here only because she is worried sick about Jackie, she knows you don’t like her and she still came here to see him” Mamá Welles was still irate “My son is way too good for her!” V attempted to calm her down “I know that’s the way you see it, but Jackie thinks she is too good for him, and is lucky to have gotten her attention” The older woman was still seething with rage “Tell me one good thing this putita has done for me son, one thing!” V tried to calm her down again “When he joined the Valentinos, he was terrified of telling you. He thought he could be part of the gang without you ever finding out, and shortly afterward he realized that would never happen. He had a long talk with Misty about it, and it was Misty who convinced him to come clean and tell you… Sure, you kicked his ass for joining them in the first place, but he could have decided not to tell you at all”.
Mamá Welles stops at the revelation, as she looks at V. The merc continues “You know better than anyone that there are a lot of gonks out there who walk out on their families tryin’ to make it on their own, and they end up dead in a gutter somewhere, forgotten and alone… That could have been Jackie, if it weren’t for Misty, here” V almost felt bad, she was pulling at Mamá Welles’s heartstrings, but it was for a good reason. The older woman seemed conflicted, she wanted to hate Misty, and she stared daggers at her, but she finally sighed and relented “Jackie está en su cuarto… Second floor” Misty’s face lit up, as she turned to V, V on her part just motioned for her to go see Jackie before Mamá Welles changed her opinion. Misty rushed inside the house, Mamá Welles sighs again “I only want what’s best for Jaquito, you know that mija, right?” V nods looking at her “I know, I know… Now, why don’t you lower your weapon and head on inside, huh?” Mamá Welles blinks and then notices she was wielding a frying pan, she laughs and shakes her head, wrapping her arm around V as they both walk to the house “You’re a good girl V, thank you”.
By the time V made it to Jackie’s room, she saw both her friends talking, Jackie was sitting on his bed while Misty had pulled a chair to sit across from him. He was regaling her with the tale of how he got wounded. V couldn’t help but feel a fuzzy feeling and just waited, leaning against the door frame, Misty noticed her with a smile on her face “Is that true, V?” she asks referring to Jackie’s tale “Oh yeah, all of it” she says nodding, even if Jackie may have embellished a few details here and there, Misty smiles, turning to Jackie and kissing him “I need to get going and open the shop… Will you stop by later?” she asks, Jackie nods to her “You know it, mi amor, I’ll see you soon” with a genuine smile on her face, she then looks at V “Thank you for talking to Mamá Welles, V… See you soon”.
V waited a few moments before walking into the room “How are you feeling, Jack?” she asks as it was clear that just like her, Jackie had gotten a fair amount of implants and upgrades “Check it out, V!” he says showing her his fists, he had gotten the Gorilla Arms, and of course, they were gold-plated, she smirked “Oh good, because if you couldn’t punch a gonk’s head out before, now you definitely can” Jackie chuckles, it was clear he had also gotten the Kiroshi upgrade, plus a few other surprises that he would show off soon enough. “So, now that we’re done with Gustavo’s gig… What’s the play, chica?” V sighed, almost dreading what came next “I guess it’s no use to dance around the issue… We should head to the Afterlife” Jackie nods silently, it was clear he had something in his mind. “Chica, there’s something you should know…” V sits on the chair, looking at him “Talk to me, Jack” The big man turns to her “Dexter’s dead”.
V breathed in, deep inside, she knew this whole mess was his doing, but there was no confirmation. “They found his body on the fuckin’ landfill chica, covered in trash… Someone shot him point blank in his face. By the time he was found, someone had taken his implants, and hacked them off his body like a fucking grim reaper” It sounded like it could have been Scavvers, but considering that the landfills were usually on the city limits, it could have been the Wraiths too “Does anybody know who did it?” she finally asks, Jackie shrugs “Not the cops, that’s for fuckin’ sure chica, that’s not their style. Maybe someone put a bounty on him, maybe it was the ‘saka ninjas” V sighed, taking a moment “What happened?” she asks as Jackie looked at her “Apparently he tried to skip town, he booked a seat for himself, the call was intercepted somehow and they zeroed in on him. Cabrón wouldn’t even try to save that bodyguard of his” V fell silent for a moment, imagining the amount of shit both she and Jackie would be if they had accepted that gig, they would have spent the rest of their lives on the run, if they weren’t dead already. “Fuckin’ hell… That means that netrunner…” Jackie nods again “Bug, that was her. You were right not to try to contact either one of them. Badges tried to get into her apartment but Arasaka was already there, they took control of the operation and pushed the badges aside” V breathed out again, Arasaka had gotten two dead mercs on site, Bug, and Dexter. That accounted for everyone, they were in the clear, right? She looks at Jackie again “So that means… It’s over? That’s it?” Jackie shook his head “They found an inert Flathead in the hotel, chica, they know it’s Militech” V just didn’t know how to react from there on out, she would get bad news, a silver lining, then somehow worse news “Chica, if we’re headed for the Afterlife, we need to be careful, real careful” V nods in agreement as Jackie stands up. Maybe it was her imagination, but Jackie seemed taller than she remembered “So, we headed out?” V grins, standing up and gently punching him on the chest, her eyes widened “Damn Jack, did you bulk up?” he chuckles “One of the upgrades from Vik, chica, haven’t you heard? I’m Superman”.
V and Jackie made their way to the Afterlife. The place was bustling with activity as always. As they headed to the entrance, Emmerick was standing at the gate again, he glances at them but simply steps aside “Come on in” he adds. Jackie and V finally make it inside “Hey V, hey Jackie! Drop by if you want anything to drink!” Claire had seen them making their way, and just as they were dropping by to say hello, they heard a commotion coming from one of the booths “What’s goin’ on there?” Jackie asks as Claire sighs “Not this shit again…” V zooms in with her Kiroshis and sees a woman arguing with Rogue, the woman storms off, stopping just a few feet from her “You know what Rogue!? FUCK YOU!” she then turns to V, angry “Careful who you make deals with here, they will fucking sell you out!” the woman leaves the Afterlife just as quick as she had made her appearance “Check the lungs on that one, fuckin’ hell” V finally says, Jackie didn’t skip a beat and smirks “You kiddin’ chica? Check the ass on that one” they both sit at the bar as Claire approaches “What will it be, guys?” V waves her hand “Nothing for me” Jackie motions Claire “Tequila, please” Claire turns to pour tequila into a glass and slides it to Jackie “What was that?” V finally asks, Claire sighs “That’s Panam, she’s a nomad, she had been making runs for Rogue” she states, V raises her eyebrow, she should have been able to recognize she was a nomad “What’s her beef?” she asks “Panam had a partner, Nash, apparently on their last run, Nash took her car and her cargo. Panam expected Rogue to help her recover at least her car, but Rogue won’t move a finger. Says that if she got into that mess, she should get out of it herself”.
V winces, knowing damn well how close nomads can get to their vehicles and how much she’d hate to hate her vehicle like that, she’d prefer to see it burn than to let someone take it “Who’s Nash?” Claire shrugs “Dunno, saw him a couple of times, but he kept to himself, I assumed he was nomad too, from the same clan” V was about to ask another question when she received a call from Delamain, excusing herself, she takes the call. “Hello miss Valerie, we’re pleased to announce that the repairs on your vehicle have been finalized and you may pick it up at your earliest convenience, however, we have noticed that you have been favoring a modified Brennan Apollo motorcycle for your transportation needs, as part of our expansion into different markets, we can offer a fair price for your vehicle, are you interested?” It was funny and also a bit scary to think that an AI had been keeping tabs on what vehicle she had been using, she had been considering selling the car anyway “How much are you offering?” she asks directly “Considering the year of manufacture, the damage it has sustained over time, as well as the mileage, and taking the unfortunate accident in consideration, we believe 6,000 eurodollars is a fair amount” V nods immediately “Fuckin’ done, the heap is yours” the AI processes the payment, and V gets notified of the transaction “Thank you for your business, miss Valerie, we hope to hear from you soon, we have attractive transportation packages. And remember: With Delamain, You Leave Your Problems At The Door”.
As she ends the call, Claire was tending to a couple of other patrons “So how have you guys been? You haven’t dropped by in a few days” Jackie gets his second tequila as V leans forward “You heard about Dex?” V asks, Claire nods “Everyone here knows, lots of whispers, lots of conspiracies too” V looks to her left, then to her right “What have you heard?” Claire takes a look at V and Jackie, nodding “Dexter took all his money and tried to skip town. Arasaka had the city monitored, so he tried booking a shuttle trip, some say that his call was intercepted and that’s how they found him, and a few others say that Oleg sold him out” V blinks, looking at Jackie “Oleg? His driver?” she asks, Claire nods “Driver and bodyguard, for what I heard, Dexter was too eager to cut ties with everything and everyone, and that included Oleg, he didn’t take that in stride, so he sold Dexter out to Arasaka in exchange of his own life… That’s what the rumors say anyway”
V whistles, looking at Jackie “We might have dodged a bullet after all, Jack” Jackie smirks “A bullet? An entire fuckin’ hail of ‘em, chica” Claire motions to them both to get closer “That’s not all, Dexter’s client, the one who put this together? She’s missing. No one has seen her in days” V’s eyes widened “Parker? Evelyn Parker?” Claire nods slowly as she turns to tend to another patron “You think it was Arasaka?” she presses, Claire nods “Personally? That’s what I think. Seems they got all the pieces: The two mercs in the hotel, the netrunner, and the fixer who assembled the team, think it was just a matter of time before they got to the client… And what’s more, they found a Militech bot in the hotel’s security room, so they suspect Militech tried to steal some sort of tech from them”.
This was getting heavy, and while it sounded like Arasaka’s attention was not set on them, it felt like this could eventually turn into a feud between Militech and Arasaka. Two of the biggest weapon manufacturers in the world getting at it, what could possibly go wrong? Claire turns to tend to some other patrons at the other side of the bar, and Jackie approaches V “What do we do?” he asks, V nods “We keep busy, let’s look for a few gigs, I bet you can’t wait to test your new toys” Jackie chuckles “You know it chica” they both stand as Jackie pays for the drinks V looks for some available gigs, she remembers that Viktor hooked her up to some NCPD database where plenty more gigs opened up “You feel like doin’ the badges’ work for ‘em Jack?” she asks “As long as they are payin’ chica” V grins, her attention on two possible jobs “Feel like bashing some Scavvers, or Tyger Claws?” Jackie thinks for a moment “Let’s get the Scavvers, I feel like we have unfinished business with them, chica” V nods “Scavvers it is” She sends a copy of the NCPD bulletin to Jackie and plays it.
“Calling all NCPD Subcons, suspected organized crime activity observed in the area of Goldsmith Street. Scavenger presences reported, led by one Barry Alken, wanted on charges of first-degree murder and illegal trade of cyberware. Night City authorities are offering payment for neutralizing Barry Alken and his associates”.
With a complicit nod, both mercs left the Afterlife and made their way toward Goldsmith Street.
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