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Title: Pizzaburger fic 🍕🍔
Written by Oliver (me)
⚠️ TW: SELF HARM, SUICIDE, DEATH, BLOOD ⚠️
NOTES: the first scene is set before they got forsakened.
Elliot, age: 22, j*b: cashier at his dad's pizza place, hates 007n7 due to him hacking his pizza place.
007n7, age: 23, j*bs: librarian, caretaker at a daycare, and sometimes teaches, Takes a lot of time off to spend it with c00lkidd, but one day he came back from work and c00lkidd was missing, c00lkidd was later found dead, and 007n7 fell into a depressive state, shortly before taking his own life.
Also this fic may include buildershed :)
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(BTW this is from 007n7s pov)
It was a cold, rainy afternoon when 007n7 came back from work.
“C00lkidd! I'm home!” Silence, which was weird because he was usually awake, probably watching TV or playing with his toys. He may just be tired, 007 thought to himself. 007 started preparing dinner, maybe c00lkidd would want some.
Finishing dinner, 007 plated some for c00lkidd, maybe today he'd eat.
“C00lkidd, Come get dinner!” 007 shouted from downstairs. He may still be sleeping, 007 thought, as he trudged up the stairs into C00lkidds bedroom, but when he opened the door, he found nothing. Panic set in. If he's not in his room, where else could he be? 007 searched everywhere, but there was no sign of his son. Then, it hit him, “Maybe he's with Noli?” 007 and Noli had been close friends before he gave up hacking to raise c00lkidd, maybe c00lkidd saw a picture with an address? 007 thought. Hopefully..
007 called Noli's number, expecting no answer. To his surprise, Noli actually picked up.
“H3ll0?” The voice of Noli said.
“Hey, Noli, this may be a weird question, but.. is c00lkidd there with you?”
“C00lkidd? Y0u m34n th3 k1d y0u f0und? N0, why?”
007 went silent. “..nothing, goodbye, noli..”
Click.
Before Noli could say anything back, 007 had already hung up.
After 007 hung up, he called the police and heard the deep voice of an officer,
“911, what's your emergency?”
“Hello, I think my sons missing..” 007 said, his voice quivering.
“Ok sir, are you sure hes missing? Not just with a close relative or friend?”
“Yes, I’m sure he’s missing, I looked everywhere, and couldn’t find him..”
“Ok, sir. What is your name, your son's name, a description of him, and if you can, please do send photos.”
“My name is 007n7”
“Ok, sir. May we have a description of your son?” The officer said, annoyance in his voice.
“...his name is c00lkidd, he has a rare skin condition that makes his skin appear red. He is 10 years old, and he is very full of life..”
007 was holding back tears as the rain drops hit the windows, knowing there's a probability he will never see his son ever again. C00lkidd was the light in 007s life, his pride and joy. C00lkidd made 007 a better person. As the phone hung up, all 007 could think about was his son, and how he probably would never see him again.
For the next couple weeks, 007 took time off of his j*bs, helping the police search for his son, and putting up flyers. 007 stood outside of Elliot's pizza place, mustering up the courage to go in. Finally, 007 stepped foot inside of the calm pizzeria. “hey– Ellie?” Elliot almost dropped the plate of pizza he was holding at the sight of 007n7. “007n7, Get out.” Elliot said sternly. “Please, Ellie, I just need a favor.” “..what do you want, 007?” Elliot asked, clearly annoyed. “Would it be ok if… well I put up some posters.? C00lkidds been missing for a couple weeks now..” “Oh- yeah, sure go ahead” 007n7 proceeded to take a tack and put up the poster on the big brick wall.
“Thanks El, you don't know how much this means to me.” 007 said, before walking out of the pizzeria.
Elliot felt bad for 007. He could only imagine what It is like to lose a child.
007 went home after a long day, and flopped onto his bed. Then he heard his phone.
*RINGG!*
*RINGGG!*
*RINGGGGG!*
007 sighed before seeing who it was.
…it was the police.
007 was a bit nervous, but they could've found his son, so he picked up.
“007n7?”
“This is he”
“We have bad news..”
007 paused for a moment, before taking a deep breath and saying, “what is it?”
“We found your son.. dead. We are so sorry, it looks like he had been struck by a car.”
007 stayed silent. Did he just hear what he thought he heard?.. was his son really dead?
007 hung up the phone without saying a word.
⚠️TW!: SELF HARM SCENE COMING UP⚠️
007 burst out crying. He was never going to see his son ever again. All he could think about was how he was always busy. He thought that if he just had been there more, or maybe even hired a babysitter, c00lkidd would still be with him. Whatever he did he could never shake the thought that it was all his fault.
007 knew he needed to talk to somebody.. but who? Noli never picks up the phone, all his coworkers had better things to do, and he didn't have any family.. at least.. not anymore.
As a last resort, he called Elliot, who was doing work.
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Elliots phone began to ring, he glanced at it before thinking aloud to himself “..seven?” Elliot hesitated for a second before hanging up. It couldn't have been that serious, right?
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007 sighed as he saw Elliot hang up. He looked at his wrists, past scars not faded. He grabbed the razor under his bed and began cutting. Blood slid down his wrist, dripping as it hit the floor. 007 broke down, tears streaming his face as he shakily slid the razor across his skin. The cuts getting deeper and deeper until 007 realized something.
(⚠️ SUICIDE SCENE UPCOMING !!!)
007 had a gun in the second drawer on his nightstand, he was going to use it.
007 started digging through his dresser, the cuts on his wrists still burning.
then, he found it. A fully loaded gun, all he had to do was take the safety off and pull the trigger. 007 hesitated, but after a moment of consideration.. was there really that much to live for at this point? His son is dead, hes barely making enough to pay rent, and everyone he knows hates him.
007 took a deep, shakey breath, took off the safety, and pulled the trigger.
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Elliot was relaxing on the couch, enjoying his day off, when he suddenly got a new voice message. Curious, he opened it..
What he heard next was… disturbing, to say the least.
Elliot heard the distant sobs of 007, and for a while, he felt bad, thinking all he was gonna do was sob.. but he heard rustling, then clicking, then what can only be described as a gunshot……
everything went quiet.
Elliot was mortified, as he heard the police sirens and talking, before the voice message ended.
Elliot just sat there for a second, mortified.
Elliot crossed the street, not knowing where he was going, but knowing he needed to go somewhere. There was no chance he could see 007, but he was going to make sure he did, dead or alive.
His thoughts consumed him, he didn't even hear the car coming.
It was too late, Elliot had already died.
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When he finally woke up, 007 was in a strange place. It looked like some kind of lobby? Whatever it was, it was strange. He felt a constant agony he couldn't explain, and his anxiety was through the roof.
“Hey, Shed, hes awake!” a strange man with a hardhat on yelled across the room. 007s head was pounding, and his body was aching, he could barely see through the bright lights of the room.
“1 second, builds!” The strange man sighed. “Well, welcome to forsaken.”
“What?. What is this place?.. I could sworn I..” 007 said, confused. “Well, this place is.. like hell but.. worse, in a way. We have to play these games with the things they call ‘killers’” 007 was very confused what if he dies? Where is this place? Is he really dead?! 007s thoughts got interrupted. “Are you even listening?”
“Sorry its just.. Who are you?.” “ah-! Sorry, a match is starting!! Good luck!”
Before 007 could ask any more, he suddenly got teleported into a different terrain. Confused, and still in pain, he trudded around the map looking for any other people, but before he could find anybody he heard the laughing of his son.
..“c00lkidd?..” 007 asked, tears in his eyes. C00lkidd turned around, except it wasn't c00lkidd. Or, didn't look like him at least. His bright red skin was darker, his teeth sharper, and he looked malnourished. “Son?.. why are you so skinny?..i can see your ribcage.. come on lets go get something to eat-” “not now dad! Im playing tag!” C00lkidds voice was innocent, as he drove his sword into 007s chest.
007 winced in pain, but it didn't hurt nearly as much as it was supposed to. A burning sensation b filled 007s whole body as he son mangled him. 007 closed his eyes, thinking he could finally be free, but he was foolish to believe such a thing..
007 opened his eyes, he was in the lobby like place again. He was so confused, was that really his son? Where was he? Who are these people?! 007s thoughts had been interrupted, as a winged man came up to him. “So your the new guy? Nice to meet yah! Names Shedletsky, Shed for short.” Shedletsky extended his hand for a hand shake.
“uhm.. im 007n7..” 007 shook Shedletskys hand. “Can you tell me where we are?.. im a bit confused..heh.” “of course! This is the lobby, every day well have a couple rounds of, well, what you just came back from.” “...i see, so.. am i.. dead?” “Yup! This is just where very bad people like you and me go!” “..ah, I see. Is..my son here?..” “hmm, who's your son?” “...c00lkidd, I saw something out there that looked like him but..wasnt..”
“Oh yeah! That's your son, alright! You see, when killers get forsakened, they change a LOT! So yeah, your sons gonna be pretty much unrecognizable.”
“Wait my son is- a killer?” “..yeah, sorry about that..” “its.. not your fault.”
007 sat down at one of the rather uncomfortable tables. He stared at his scars, thinking about his son, thinking about elliot.
007 felt guilty. How could he just leave his son in this terrible place?.. there had to be a way of escaping after all- “oh wow!! They just keep coming!!” His thoughts were interrupted by Shedletsky.
Curious, he climbed up the stairs to see what the commotion was about.
..it was Elliot.
The conversations between Elliot and the others blurred as he stood shook, staring at Elliot.
Elliot..was dead. Just like all the others here. But…how? 007 thought. Sure, he hated Elliot, but he didn't wish death upon him. Suddenly Shedletsky shouted “Hey Sev!! Get over here!”
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After getting hit by a car, I woke up. But, not in a hospital, or my house, I woke up somewhere I'd never even seen before, with ache spreading across my entire body and my head pounding.
The bright lights were blinding as I heard distant conversation.
Then, I heard something. A name, quite familiar, was 007n7. “Hey Sev!! Get over here!!” I sat up to see 3 men, one of which with wings, and leaned more on the chubbier side, the second one had a hardhat on and looked as if he just got back from a hard day's work, the 3rd was seven.
“Where am I?” i muttered, half asleep. “You've been forsaken.” A creepy person said, quietly. “Two-time? When did you get here?!” The hardhat man said. “I've been here the whole time.” The person said, cracking their neck. “Uuhh ok..”
“For..sakened? Is this some kind of joke? I clearly remember being hit by a car..”i said. “Yeah, you're dead. This is where you go after you die, its basically hell..” the winged man said. “Im Shedletsky, by the way!” “Shedletsky your ass at explaining things. So this is where you go after you die- well, if you were a really bad person, that is. A few times a day, you will be teleported to a round, where killers use us as, we'll, play things.” The hardhat man said. “Ah..I see.” I said, confused.
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007 slowly approached Elliot, it seemed he was too lost in the conversation to notice him.
He stared.
And he stared.
And tears welled up in his eyes, he had no clue on why. All he could do is hope Elliot wouldn't see him cry.
007 walked out of the room, hoping nobody would see the tears in his eyes. Why was he crying at the sight of elliot?
But he knew.
Every day, every moment they are apart, 007 would feel guilty. He tried to ignore it, but deep down he knew there was no way to mend the relationship he and Elliot had.
“Whatever” he thought. “I'll just sleep it off” hoping whatever it was he was feeling, he could get rid of it in the morning.
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(next day :) )
007 woke up sweating in his bed.
Was it all just a dream? Unfortunately for 007, as he entered the lobby for a cup of coffee, Elliot was there, talking to Shedletsky.
He tried to ignore it, but he couldn't get Elliot out of his head.
He knew.
He owed Elliot an apology.
007 tried talking to Elliot, but all day he was ignored. It wasn't a surprise to him, really, but he just felt so bad.
So guilty.
So horrible.
Later, when a round was about to start, 007 grabbed Elliot's wrist.
“Ellie, please. Can we just talk?..” 007 pleaded. “007?- No, the round is about to start.” “I know but..” 007 burst into tears “Im so sorry.. for destroying your pizza place, for coming there even if i was black listed- for.. everything..” Tears were streaming down 007's face as he sobbed.
“I just miss you.. I miss being friends with you.. I never wanted you to die- I never wanted to lose you!!” Elliot's face was puzzled. He misses me? We were friends? Before Elliot could even say a word back to the sobbing 007, the round started, and they got teleported elsewhere.