far cry 5 request: soulmate prompt number 24 with a female deputy and the seed siblings
You have a meter of how in-danger your soulmate is.
Since she was little she had always felt on edge, never feeling quite safe despite the comfortable life she lived. Deep down something just didn’t feel right, paranoia and anxiety plaguing her mind no matter what pills her psychiatrist prescribed. It was only when she was institutionalized as a teenager that the root cause of her distress was discovered; her soulmate was in constant life-threatening danger. No doctor could tell her why her connection to her soulmate caused her such mental anguish, much more than was normal, but it didn’t matter to her; her soulmate needed someone to protect them, and that’s just what she’d do.
The Seed brothers knew all about soulmates growing up, of the promise that someone out in the wide world would genuinely love them for who they were, but in an environment where where they were constantly walking on a tightrope, they never noticed the telltale signs until they were young men who had escaped their past and were trying to make something of themselves.
Over time John had come to assume he didn’t have a soulmate, that he wasn’t worthy of one, resigning himself to sleeping around with whatever pretty young thing on campus caught his attention.
It was after another typical night, a stranger laying in his bed as he watched the lights of the city flicker with a cigarette in hand that dread surged through his soul, a feeling that he had come to associate with the punishments of his adoptive parents. But he was free, no longer under their thumb, yet the dread grew into a fierce panic, along with confusion, although deep down he knew; he had a soulmate and they were in danger. And there was nothing he could do about it. He’d promised himself he would never let anyone or anything make him feel as helpless as his parents, both biological and adoptive did, but these were the feelings of someone he had never met, someone he was bound to for life. He decided then that he would find them, search the whole globe a million times over if he had to, so he could protect them, so he would never have to feel the helpless and fear that their danger made him feel.
Jacob couldn’t say whether or not he had a soulmate somewhere out there waiting for him, but he hoped he didn’t, so some poor innocent civilian wouldn’t have to feel what the horrors of war had done to him. It wasn’t fair to them, to not only be stuck with a broken man, but to experience the same danger he had as he balanced on the edge between life and death. When he first felt it, he’d thought he was having a panic attack, until he realized his breathing was fine and his chest hadn’t tightened as it usually did. Instead, he felt a rising mix of apprehension and alarm, something that he’d become familiar with when out on patrol in Iraq, scoping out the area for enemies.
Jacob couldn’t say whether or not he was a religious man, but he prayed to whatever God that would listen that his soulmate would never ever have to go through what he went through, walk that tightrope of death. After returning home had thought he no longer had anything to live for, but now he did; he had to cull the weak, so they could never do to his soulmate what they had done to him.
When Faith looked back on her past life, she felt guilty, not for what she had done but for the danger she had put herself in, the stress she had caused her soulmate. She could only imagine how many sleepless nights she had caused them, as she flung herself at any and every opportunity to receive some relief from her day to day. But the Father had shown her the error of her ways, of the pain she was not only causing herself but the one person who would love her unconditionally. And as Joseph whispers in her ear of the visions he’d seen, of someone they would share and protect, someone they would keep out of harms way, she feels it for the first time; free from the influence of the drugs that had clouded her judgement, she feels the foreign trepidation within the depths of her soul, and from that moment on she puts her complete faith in Joseph, and in her soulmate.
Joseph doesn’t need The Voice to tell him that the moment had arrived - the so-called internal ‘danger meter’ that connected him to his soulmate was steadily rising, higher than it had ever had, coincidentally rising as the police helicopter Jacob’s hunters had spotted flew closer to the compound.
She hadn’t felt her soulmate in such danger since she was a teenager. With every step she and her colleagues take towards the man she has come to arrest, she feels pure dread like nothing before, and shes scared to know whether it’s the danger her soulmate is in, or her own mind sending warning signs that she should run as far away as she can from these psychopathic cultists.
The man seems to come out of nowhere, wrapping his arm around her neck and pressing the barrel of the pistol against her temple, ranting wildly about protecting the Father. Jacob doesn’t register his own actions, his instincts controlling his actions, telling him to purge the familiar feeling of walking the tightrope from both his soul and the soul of his soulmate, who just happens to be the woman in front of him, the woman sent to arrest his brother, the woman who became a police officer to protect him.
It’s all a messy blur; gore sprays over her as the other cultists move to restrain her colleagues and force her to the church podium, the worry she’d held for her soulmate disappearing as the danger dissipated. John heaved out a relieved sigh, leaning on Faith for support as he recovered from the rush of panic that had almost sent him into a frenzy.
Jacob allows himself a moment of weakness, crushing her to his chest and quietly sobbing apologies for all he had put her through, as Joseph rubs his older brother’s back comfortingly. John and Faith draw closer, the latter cooing of her disbelief at how beautiful her soulmate was, far more beautiful than anything her hallucination had ever cooked up. John raises his voice at her, scolding her for putting herself in harms way, for making things more difficult for him, but he doesn’t mean it, he’s just so glad to finally have her home.
Joseph captures her face between his hands, turning her head to face him while she is still trapped in his brother’s embrace.
“My love, you did this for us, didn’t you? After all we have done to you, you still wished to protect us, am I right? But it is our duty to serve and protect you, not the other way around. How could we not, after knowing that we have been the guiding force behind your every decision? We are a family now little lamb; we will care for each other, and walk through the gates of Eden together”
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