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Arrowheads and second chances by Hannibalzero42
Fandoms: Red Dead Redemption (Video Games)
15 Dec 2024
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Arthur messed with something he shouldn't have, making him wake up as a twenty-year-old young man again. he was given a second chance at life. Will he do what's right this time? there is a price to pay for such a blessing. will Arthur be able to pay the price? where is he? what is he? what the hell is a mating bond?
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After a stagecoach job with Micah bell, Arthur Morgan has been lost for two years and Hosea Mathew’s has morned his eldest son ever since. Having enough of Dutch’s bullshit with Micah. Hosea pulled off from the gang with the Marstons in tow. Will they find a new life?
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- Part 2 of Broken but not defeated
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“All right, then,” Charles says, slapping the dirt from his pants as he rises to his feet, “let’s do something about it.”
From across the campfire, Arthur blinks up at him, bleary-eyed.
“Not good for you, that much anger,” Charles tells him, already sinking back into a brawler’s stance. “C’mon.”
“C’mon… what.”
“Hit me.”
OR: A camping trip goes a little sideways.
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What if Charles never joined the Van der Linde gang? What if Arthur lived?
Bounty Hunter (sort of): Charles Smith
Wanted: Arthur Morgan::::::::::::::::
Been three years since Arthur Morgan was left for dead on the side of a mountain. Having dedicated his life to the man who left him there, it didn’t hardly seem worth fighting to get off it. Thought someone, surely someone, would come back for him. So he waited, weary fingers dug deep into the dirt to ground him, eyes on the sunset, waiting for someone to come for him, to take him down the mountain, or bury him someplace. But nobody came.
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Arthur is a siren - the kind that sailors sing songs about and wish to never encounter. He's hungry for flesh and lures in a sailor that he's not able to devour, being too entranced by the handsome stranger.
Charles lives through the horrors as a sea monster seems to have set its eyes on him. He's haunted by flashes of blue and sharp claws, unable not to think about the night he fell overboard.
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Arthur exhaled slowly and drew in a big breath. He hummed in a low voice, letting the resonation of his gills tune in with his glow. He could be louder. He could be brighter. Setting the trap was always awkward at first, but once Arthur got into it, luring the prey was rewarding — in multiple ways.