One-Shot: RoaM - Jake's Second Chance

by Nightmare723764

First published January 1st, 1970 00:00

Well we all know how RoaM began right? Infamous serial killer meeting an unexpected end at the hands of a child.

Well, like the title suggests this is a one-shot. Sort of an experiment/teaser of a possible story I may or may not write in the future.

Wanna know more? Well you'll just have to read it then!

Rated Mature because I'm a paranoid bastard!

Chapters

Chapter 1

Chapter 1
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One-Shot: RoaM - Jake's Second Chance

Chapter 1

--->>>Jake<<<---

Okay… let’s recap. I had just finished off these two assholes and was about to finish off their kids. The trio of kids hide in the closet. I come to the closet trying to coax them out, cause their kids I prefer to make it quick and as painless as possible.

The oldest, eleven years old I think, found his daddy’s ‘cleverly’ hidden gun and summarily empties the entire clip of twelve 9mm slugs at me. Six of which managed to find new homes in my chest!

I’m pretty sure I fell over and bled out quickly, last thing I said before I fell asleep was “Nice shooting kid.”

… And when I wake up I hear beeping from a heart monitor… the fuck?

I didn’t open my eyes, instead I tried to figure out what the fuck happened. I’m pretty fuckin’ sure I died and I don’t believe Hell would have a hospital room. Well unless it was a hospital ala Silent Hill style!

I opened my eyes but shut them quickly, “Fuck bright ass light!!” I shouted.

… I heard some people gasp at my language, why? Fuck if I know I’m a grown ass man I can speak however the fuck I wanna speak goddamn it!!

“Where does a foal learn such language!?” A woman gasped.

Wait… foal? Aren’t those like baby horses and deers are called or something? I then started to notice the lack of certain… appendages.

Where the fuck are my hands!?

I open my eyes, thank god whoever turned down the light, and sat up and looked around.

Okay ignoring the two winged unicorn horses for the moment, I focused on myself.

1- I’m a hell of a lot smaller.

2- In place of my hands are two black… hooves I think?

3- My arms are covered in alabaster white fur.

I looked at the two… wingycorns I’ll call them. Anyways I looked at the two wingycorns and blinked. And they looked back.

And my normal charming personality came into play.

“What the fuck you two staring at? What the fuck are you two anyway?” I said bluntly.

The pink one that screamed ‘girly’ gasped while the large white one giggled.

What fresh hell have I awoken too!?