Grave plunderer: Its my life - Bon Jovi

Published Feb 10, 2009, 11:14:54 PM UTC | Last updated Jul 22, 2009, 3:02:38 PM | Total Chapters 4

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Nicholas Mubai Cruz is not an archeologist... He is a thrill seeker that happened to love books as a child. As a teenager he locked himself in Egypt by loosing (burning) his English passport and gained more knowlege existing and surviving than any tutor could teach him. This collection of shortish events are in no particular order and may feature homosexuality and several sexual references (alongside violence and guns) which has made my conscience put a mature tag on the goings on. Song-fic chapters will be credited, my own will be made clear. Enjoy.

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Chapter 1: Its my life - Bon Jovi

This ain't a song for the broken-hearted

Nick grinned as the the portable stereo he carried in his bike boomed through and echoed in the area that many were 'excavating'. The music would play till the batteries would run out. Good thing because having only one club song would get annoying. Insomnia would continue to boom out and give a false location to those that wanted to find its source. It would be fun to kill the bastards one by one... He did need to remember that most were only following orders though...


No silent prayer for the faith-departed
I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd
You're gonna hear my voice
When I shout it out loud

He had no remorse and said no prayers for those he did encounter and kick off ledges. they were the ones that were coming after him before he saw need to draw any weapons.. though on this occasion he carried none, even his beloved Desert Eagles were left behind. It did make for lighter travel and heck, more opportunity to show Edgemont that nobody got in Nicholas Cruz's way. Blowing up his vehicles was one thing, but his home went too far.

Nick didnt care much for the henchmen that were direcly linked to Edgemont he had fun kicking their faces in and when he killed one (brutally, his nose was even rammed waaaay back into his head...) the weaponry made a satisfying bang that, after his player died, echoed his prescence over the yelling. He was happy to hear the 'There he is', and 'get him' choruses. Blood dripped off his face and when he encountered Edgemont he was more then happy.. practically extatic to see the older man practically pee his pants to his psychotic look. Nick perfected it just for him. Edgemont had stabbed him in the back too many times.

 

It's my life
It's now or never
I ain't gonna live forever
I just want to live while I'm alive

It didnt take him long to get what he wanted from his adversary... in more ways than one, it was almost satisfying to force him to humiliate himself. A man in his forties bested by someone half his age, it was brilliant. Revenge in Nicks case was always better served boiling.

For him the thrill was in the chase, another item to his collection that he started making years ago, a trophy of a more than awarding scenario.

It didnt take him long to get back on his bike and roar through any terrain he encountered underneath the charging wheels, who cared for limits when there were none?

He didnt even wear his helmet and let the wind take his hair like a whip, he felt alive when there was nothing but danger. He was already thinking of going to a dangerous location to see how well he could survive.

With Anubis on his side he did know it was only a matter of time before the jackal would stop bringing him back to life...

Then again he was practically turning himself into a slut for the God. Every time he died he had to meet the dog in his world, Nick grew accustomed to just spreading his legs and letting the other fill him. He wondered when the mighty Inpu would stop caring... Soon he decided not to care and just pulled the bike up the nearest ramp he could.


This is for the ones who stood their ground


Shinya and Cody werent around anymore they were killed in the blast, more likely together snuggled up in bed together.. he would miss the threesomes that would happen on the occasions he slept indoors it was a perk of them both adoring him, eachother, and them all being either gay or bi. Nick didnt care.. he assumed he was bi because he had no desire to be taken by any mortal being and would claim anything he desired or had opportunity to do.


Tomorrow's getting harder make no mistake

It wasnt as much fun knowing the people he loved were dead.. he had avenged them in his own way.. what now? He was being eaten up from the inside and he knew it, hate was a monster that he fed with his natural cinicsim. He was a thrill seeker he supposed, so by himself he had to find the most dangerous place to venture on his own.

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Luck ain't even lucky
Got to make your own breaks

 

Playing poker with some international bigshots, easy. Playing boardgames that your life happened to depend on, tricky. About to be skewered in several places by wall spikes and other such revolving traps and having to find that one window of opportunity before the floodwater hit? Now that was hard... and all Nick needed, the triumph of getting through such challenges was made all the more fun by actually surviving the whole conquest with something to prove the victory with.

Better stand tall when they're calling you out

 

you had to have balls to challenge the trials and if you didnt well you would be dead. Animals have an innate ability to sense fear and react to it. So did other gun toting enemies who did know where to point their weapons. There was no point in being afraid, that only killed the experience, and let a reputation of being a coward spread. He would rather be known as crazy...


Don't bend, don't break, baby, don't back down

 

He said such things often... he imagined his mother uttering similar. There was no way he would let himself break under anything. He would persist if it was the last thing he did.

It's my life
And it's now or never
'Cause I ain't gonna live forever
I just want to live while I'm alive

Air guitar would never be the same without the same people to laugh at him or make him trip over... he would live on for them. Cody loved water sports so he would do all possible in the water. Shinya loved technology and hated stuffy environments so he would play all of the video games in japanese and do all the DDR while singing till his arms would want to fall off.

 

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I did it my way
I just want to live while I'm alive

Nick could be branded all they wanted, he didnt care.

He would continue on with his life the way he wanted.

Running through crubmbling ruins to rock music was more than enough of a thrill when at the end there would be a 50ft freefall into a lake contaminated with who knows what elements and animals.

 

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Its my life (c) Bon Jovi

Characters and situations (c) Nolascana, Mitani, RCole (all myself)

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