Tyler POV

I woke with a groan as I shielded my eyes the sunlight coming through the window, probably should've closed the blinders last night. I huffed as I got up, as Max yawned and got off with me, as he stretched with me, gotta thank mom for getting me a good bed. I walked in my bathroom and started my daily routine of hygiene, shower, brush teeth and mouthwash

After that, I got dressed in my favorite red shirt, black button up, baggy khaki pants and tennis shoes. I grabbed my sunglasses and walked down the stairs, where I saw mom and dad were making kissy faces and breakfast. I chuckled as I was glad to see them happy, they seemed pretty upset after what I told them yesterday, I damn anyone would be if you learned someone killed themselves

"Morning," I said

"Morning baby," Mom said as she handed me a plate,"made your favorite breakfast."

"Oohh chocolate ship pancakes, thanks mom, I missed these beautiful things."

"Knew you would love it, thought you would like something familiar."

"Thanks again mom."

"So what are your plans for today," Dad asked me as we ate

"Well I was kinda hoping to stop by the store, get to work," I said as I ate my pancakes

"Already," mom asked me worried

"Mom, I need this. I can't sit here and mope around like a sad emo kid listening to Chemical Romance. I..I do miss her, but mopping around won't bring her back and I would be dishonoring her memory."

"Sighs, if that's what you want then I'll support you baby," mom said as she kissed my head

"Well finish up and when your ready come to the truck," dad said as he kissed mom,"we'll be back, and I'll be a little thirsty~"

"Hmm same here hunk~," she said as they smiled lewdly

"Ewww, I do not need to hear hear my parents talking about sex," I said as I cleaned my ears out

"Oh like you haven't done the dirty already, right," Mom asked me

"..."

"...Son," Dad asked as they glared at me

"...Ummmm..."

I ran out as I carried my pancake in my breakfast, as my parents were yelling at me but I was to busy trying to not die. Cause well...I ain't a virgin anymore, well cause let's say Blake gave me the best 19th birthday of my life.

A few months back, a day after Tyler 19

"So why the beach," I asked Blake

I asked her as we walked to the beach, wear I wore nothing but my swimming trunks, a red button up, showing off my 8 pack abs. While Blake...fuck she was so damn hot!! She wore a light dress to cover her body as she wore her bikini underwear it, but still let me see her amazing figure

"Cause I want you to actually enjoy your birthday TyTy," she said as she held my hand,"cause last time they ruined it by destroying the cake."

"Yeah true," I said as I tried to not grab her ass

She giggled as we walked to the beach, but she grabbed my hand and guided me to a small beach house she somehow got. We walked in and it was very nice, not fancy but enough for us to enjoy our days together. I smiled as we moved to the window, looking out at the waves as I enjoyed the feel of the salty breeze and such, I wish I could live here sometimes

Suddenly I felt hands wrap around me, making me turn around and blush a bit as I finally saw Blake in her bikini. It was small, almost scandalous but damn it only makes her super hot and sexy.

"Like what ya see~," she asked me as she twirled around in it

"Hell yeah I do," I said as I held her waist,"but something tells me you didn't bring me here for the beach"

"Hehehehe you're correct, cause your present is me~"

I laughed as I picked her up by her ass and kissed her deeply, making us moan in bliss as I took us to the bed and fell on it. We kissed as our hands rubbed each and every part of our bodies, going to areas we haven't went to yet during our relationship. I was close to rip her bikini yet but stopped as we separated and panted, smiling after that beautiful moment

"You sure want this baby," I asked her

"More than anything Tyler," she said as she held my cheeks,"cause honestly, if I didn't have you in my life...I feared what I would become if I didn't have you."

"Well don't be," I said as I held her hand,"I ain't leaving you, cause you're the best thing to ever happen to me babe."

"Thank you Tyler, now, take me here and make me yours."

"Don't blame me if you can walk for the day~."

"I won't~"

Then...I had the greatest night of my life with the girl I love

Present time

"So you lost your V card huh," Justin asked me as we drove to work

"Yep," he said as he drank hiscoffee

"Blake?"

"Yes dad, what you thought I hired a hooker?"

"No jeez son, I'm guess messing with ya! But I'm proud of ya, ya used protection?"

"She was on the pill, so yes we played it save."

Justin chuckled as he rubbed his son's head as they drove to the store, soon exiting the truck with his dad and man walked by. He was 6'2 white skin, fading brown hair, wearing boots, blue jeans, a blue button up and a leather jacket over it. He walked by as he stopped and looked at the two, smiling as he shook Justins hand

"Justin," the man said

"Jim, it's nice to see ya old man," Justin as the two laughed,"Jim, you remember my son Tyler right?"

"This is Tyler," Jim asked in disbelief,"boy you've grown up over the years, I remember when your 12 years old when you repaired my service arm when I was on the force."

"Was, your retired," Tyler asked

"Yep, retired around 2 years ago, felt like I did my time. I got my pension and benefits, so it ain't all bad so to speak. Though I wish Mary Anne was here to enjoy it with me."

"I'm sorry to hear about that Sherif, she was a great woman and a great cook. The dinner ain't gonna be the same without her."

"Yeah well, I have some chores to do, but I'll definitely stop by, see the Skelton boys at work again."

"Have a good day Jim, be seeing ya later," Justin said as they shook hands

Jim walked off as Tyler looked up at the sign, seeing the family store his Great-Great Grandfather made in his prime. It was made from fine polished and stained oak wood, with the middle having Skelton Gunstore painted green and their phone number painted red. Tyler pushed open the door to the gun store, the familiar chime of the bell above the door ringing out as he stepped inside.

Justin followed close behind, a warm smile on his face as he saw his son smile. The air was filled with the familiar scent of gun oil and wood polish, instantly bringing back a flood of memories the store held, it was exactly as Tyler remembered it. Wooden racks lined the walls, displaying an impressive array of firearms. Rifles, shotguns, and handguns, each meticulously crafted and maintained, stood as silent testaments to the skill and dedication of the Skelton family.

Tyler walked slowly through the store, his fingers trailing over the polished wood of a beautifully crafted hunting rifle. He could remember the long hours spent in the workshop with his dad, learning the intricacies of gunsmithing, the feel of the tools in his hands, and the satisfaction of creating something that worked flawlessly.

"This place hasn't changed a bit," Tyler said, his voice tinged with nostalgia,"Feels like I never left."

"We've kept it going, waiting for you to come back," Justin said as he chuckled, his eyes twinkling with pride,"it's your home as much as ours."

Tyler stopped in front of a display case holding a custom-made sniper rifle, one he and his dad had worked on together when he was just a teenager.

"I remember making this one," he said,"we spent weeks perfecting it."

"You were so precise, always making sure everything was just right," Justin nodded, stepping beside him,"I knew then that you had a special talent."

Tyler smiled, feeling a sense of warmth and belonging wash over him. The store was more than just a business; it was a place where he had found himself, where he had learned the values of hard work and craftsmanship. Each gun on the wall told a story, not just of their creation but of the bond between father and son. He walked further into the store, his eyes falling on a workbench at the back, cluttered with tools and parts.

"I missed this," he admitted, picking up a wrench and turning it over in his hands,"working with you, creating something from nothing."

"We're glad to have you back, this place isn't the same without you," Justin admitted as he walked to his bench

Tyler looked around, taking in the familiar sights and smells. The gun store was his sanctuary, a place where he felt safe and at home. He knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, he had this foundation to return to—a place where he could always be himself. He walked to his bench when suddenly he saw his project he left here was still in pieces, making him look at his dad

"You kept it here," he asked

"I knew you want to finish it someday," Justin as he got the store opened,"might be a while till anyone starts showing up, so...why don't you work on it?"

Tyler smiled as he puts his backpack down and went to work, first he started by grabbed his DVD player and slides in one of his favorite bands in history.

(I do not own the video or song, found it on YouTube)

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"Haven't heard them in awhile," Justin said as he went to his bench

"Thought I bring some nostalgia in," Tyler said a she began to work

He carefully fitted the fluted barrel into the custom composite stock, ensuring a perfect alignment. The bolt slid smoothly into place, and he adjusted the match-grade trigger to his preferred setting. Each step brought him closer to completion, and with each step, he felt a sense of purpose and achievement.

Tyler mounted the high-precision scope onto the rail, its variable power magnification ideal for the long-distance shots he loved to take. He remembered reading Chris Kyle's book, how the legendary sniper had taken impossible shots with unerring accuracy. Tyler had always admired Kyle, not just for his skill but for his unwavering dedication to his comrades.

Finally, he attached the custom muzzle brake and loaded the detachable box magazine. As he stood back to admire his work, he felt a sense of pride. "The Viper" was more than just a rifle, it was a part of him, for all his went through and a testament to how he won't let anyone control him again. He smiled as he grabbed the rifle and aimed it down range, aiming towards the back, he clicked the trigger and it gave a satisfying click

"Seems you finished up huh," Justin said as he repaired a Glock 17

"Yep, didn't take long as I thought," Tyler said as he placed the bi-pod on,"might take it out to the range to see if it's good."

"Okay but don't take too long, I got a call some Nikkes are coming in for repairs."

"Nikkes? Those girls/cyborg ones, the ones who look like runway models and sexy as hell?"

"Yes to all that, seems they have a fan~"

"SHUT UP!!"

Taking the rifle to the range behind his shop, Tyler set up a series of targets at varying distances. As he did, he started to think of those Nikkes he saw in combat, always admiring their weaponry and how the fact they're so beautiful it was scary. Though he felt a little conflicted, he still loved Blake, even though shes gone and how he's still here

But he knew she didn't want him to linger on her death and sulk for the rest of his life, so he decided to move on and find love again. He sighed as he finished up and went to his rifle. He settled into a prone position, adjusting the bipod for stability.

Looking through the scope, he took a deep breath, calming his mind and steadying his hands. With a squeeze of the trigger, the rifle barked, and the distant target shattered. A small smile played on Tyler's lips. For the first time in a long time, he felt in control.

"The Viper" was his creation, his challenge, and his triumph. He chuckled as he got up and cleaned his mess, then moved to the store, where he heard the door opened and saw his dad wasn't there, must be in the back on a call.

"Hello how can I...help you," he said but staled as he saw the most beautiful girls ever

(These pictures belong do not belong to me, found them on Pinterest)

Rapi:

Anis:

Marian:

Noir:

"Hello, we were directed here for weapon maintenance," Rapi said as she walked up to Tyler

"Ah your the girls my dad mentioned," Tyler said as he walked up,"and yeah we're the ones, I'm Tyler, nice to meet ya."

"Hello cutie~," Anis said as she wiggled her eyebrows,"I'm Anis, but you call me whatever you want~."

Tyler blushed hard as Marian bonked her on the head and pulled her off, giving Tyler time to cool off. Marian walked up and gave a sweet smile to him, which only made him turned redder as she was super sexy in that attire she wore.

"Sorry about her, but I'm Marian, this is Rapi and Noir,"

"Hello," Rapi said

"Pleasure to meet you," Noir responded, her chest shaking a bit

'Dear god I'm gonna die of blood lost soon,' Tyler thought as he cleared his throat

"So umm what needs repairing," he said,"and since you're Nikkes, I can offer you guys a discount we give to some Hero members or those in or out of service."

"Thank you we greatly appreciate it," Rapi said, she stepped forward and placed her rifle on the counter,"this one's been jamming, I suspect it's the firing mechanism."

"My sidearm's been misfiring, I think the barrel might be misaligned."Marian, looking slightly anxious but determined, added

"And my gun just needs some tender loving care ,"Anis, the most relaxed of the group, smirked,"it's been through hell."

Tyler examined each weapon carefully, his skilled hands moving over the firearms with precision. He could tell these were not just ordinary weapons; they were specialized, high-performance guns designed for operators who relied on them in critical situations. He was a little jealous of them, but now he got a chance to work on them, maybe get idea

"Alright," Tyler said, looking up at the group. "I'll start with Rapi's rifle, it shouldn't take too long."

He set to work, disassembling the rifle with practiced ease. As he cleaned and repaired the firing mechanism, he spoke to the group.

"So, what brings you to Havenbrook," he asked as he added some gun oil to a rag

"We're on a mission nearby and heard about your skills," Noir said,"we were close by and figured it was worth the trip to ensure our gear is in top shape. Plus command said this was the closest guns store with a high reputation."

"You came to the right place," Tyler nodded, appreciating their dedication to maintaining their equipment,"but I have to admit, you guys are very good at keeping your equipment clean and in working order

He finished with Rapi's rifle, reassembled it with ease as he had to make sure it was in working order, and handed it back to her.

"Try it now."

Rapi inspected the rifle, her eyes lighting up with approval. It was a little lighter, but the sliding mechanism was slicker and the stock was softer so the recoil wouldn't harm her shoulder

"Feels perfect, thanks." She said

Next, Tyler worked on Marian's sidearm, carefully realigning the barrel and testing the firing mechanism. Marian watched closely, her tension easing as she saw Tyler's confidence in handling the weapon.

"Here you go," Tyler said, handing the sidearm back to Marian,"should be good as new."

"Thank you, this means a lot," Marian smiled, relief evident in her eyes,"if it was that easy I would have done it myself."

"Hey it's fine, you and you guys are busy and go from mission to mission. Hard to find time to work on your gear, so don't worry about it. Happens to the best."

Marian blushed as he told her, many of the gun workers were a bit rude and always tell her to take better care of her gun. It annoyed them they always have to fix even the smallest of mistakes that do it to, so it kinda made her sad. But hear it from Tyler...it certainly made her feel a little happier.

Finally, Tyler took Anis's gun, giving it a thorough cleaning and tuning. Anis leaned on the counter, watching with a grin.

"You're good at this, you know," she said as she watched his hands, making Tyler chuckle

"It's what I do," he said as he worked,"been doing this since I was 8 years old."

"Thats some dedication there," Noir said as she leaned over his shoulder

He blushed as he can feel her mounds close to his shoulder, making it hard for him to concentrate. He gulped as he finished the last touches, and once he was done, he handed the gun back to Anis.

"All set," he said

"Perfect, thanks Tyler,"Anis tested the gun's action, satisfied with the result

"We appreciate your help, Mr. Skelton," Noir said as she stepped forward, extending her hand,"if you ever need anything, you can count on us."

"Likewise, ya stay safe out there," Tyler shook her hand, a sense of camaraderie forming.

As the Nikke operators left the store, Tyler watched them go, feeling a sense of pride, as he showed that he can do great things and that he still got what it takes to make guns. He walked back when he saw his father standing there with a smile, soon Tyler realized that his dad set him up!

"You did this huh," he asked him

"Maybe," he said with a smile

"...You're an asshole dad."

"Well at least you mom likes my ass."

"OH COME ON!!"

With the Nikkes

"He was cute," Anis said with a smile

"He certainly was effective in repairing our weapons," Rapi said as Anis groaned

"Come on Rapi, didn't you think he was sexy or a hunk?"

"...A bit."

"Well I liked him," Marian said a smile,"he was kind, caring and seemed to understand our work more then most."

"Agreed, last time we went to a freelancer he just ogled us and screwed our weapons more," Noir said with a sigh,"felt like he was raping me with his eyes."

"Agreed, though Tyler was more professional and...well...he was kinda cute."

"So if say I decided to date him, ya want to share~," Anis asked the three, making them exploded in blushes

"SHUT UP ANIS/Maybe," Rapi and Noir yelled, while Marian replied quietly

"So it's decided," Anis said with a smile,"if any one of us dates him, we get to share!"

"Stop talking about him like his meat Anis," Rapi said with a blush

"No!"

The girls argued as the residents of Havenbrook watched with smiles and smiled

'Tyler is a lucky boy,' many thought