There's a chance half of my bandages will be removed on tomorrow's control, so we'll see it from there. You know, it's not easy to write anything with a leg fully bandaged, forced to have it straight all the time, not able to sit on a chair properly.
There's a chance half of my bandages will be removed on tomorrow's control, so we'll see it from there. You know, it's not easy to write anything with a leg fully bandaged, forced to have it straight all the time, not able to sit on a chair properly.
You guys remember me? Yeah...There might be a chapter today, so git ready for some feels as someone's gonna die instantly. I said there's gonna be a death roll starting on Episode 3 and I meant it. (Of course it's not just because I want to butcher your characters and make you suffer but because some deaths will really fit in the plotline)
You guys remember me? Yeah...There might be a chapter today, so git ready for some feels as someone's gonna die instantly. I said there's go… morenna be a death roll starting on Episode 3 and I meant it. (Of course it's not just because I want to butcher your characters and make you suffer but because some deaths will really fit in the plotline)
You guys remember me? Yeah...There might be a chapter today, so git ready for some feels as someone's gonna die instantly. I said there's go… morenna be a death roll starting on Episode 3 and I meant it. (Of course it's not just because I want to butcher your characters and make you suffer but because some deaths will really fit in the plotline)
Came back to continue hearing the story of glory, treason and sweet loot? I gotta say, you really got hooked up! But that's a good thing. Alright, where did I left off...? Ah, on a cliffhanger of course!
Anyway, as you remember, the heroes of this story got to Siren's Heaven and stayed there for five days until everything got fucked up. Eagle got kidnapped and had to shoot a cage operator in the head to get out...with a friend whose company he denied earlier. Celeste and Ryon spent their day trolling Salvador and Moxxi, while Hank had the worst day.
Being chased by a mad siren isn't the best thing in the world. Especially when you threw a chair at her earlier. Luckily, hacking and persuading other people might get you into safety...Well, until the sun sets down to start a night and you find a bloodthirsty bounty hunter in your bedroom, meaning to kill you...
HANK
No...No, no, no! Just let me sleep, goddamn it! The bounty hunter kept pointing his pistol at my face. He tried to scare me and he did a pretty good job on that. His talking armour looked pretty solid and I'm sure it could stop a lot of bullets. Ugh, I hate bounty hunters, they're worse than Vault Hunters! They mean to kill people no matter what happens, but sometimes they're the ones getting killed. That's why there aren't that many bounty hunters now. But there always those ''badasses'' who can't be killed no matter what. I had no gun on me. Also, I'm not Ryon to have a machine gun installed in my arm and get out of hairy situations like these. I knew I was going to die. I wanted Eagle or Celeste or anyone else to avenge me.
''Silent, are we? Good that you're accepting your fate. But don't worry, I am a pretty merciful person. I don't want you to suffer the pain of having your head cut off, that's why I'll give you a quick death and then take your pretty little head to Lilith. Then she's gonna reward me. With dollars'', Gerard threatened me. I was sweating, but tried to keep my face firm.
''THIS FUCKING SILENCE IS TOO FUCKING LONG YOU FUCKING FUCK, JUST FUCKING KILL HIM ALREADY GERARD'' D00M, the talking armour, yelled in its obnoxious robotic voice. The hunter sighed and tightened his finger around the trigger and pulled it. I saw everything in bullet time. If it weren't for a one simple fact, I'd be killed in my own bedroom. It was...drum rolls J4N1T0R-TP! He showed up at the last moment and jumped at Gerard causing his arm to move and miss. He hit a painting of Helios I had on my wall. Foreshadowing?
''Hank, pal, run! I've got this! I am the only and almighty janitor Claptrap unit and I will wreck y--'' He was saying until a bullet straight to the eye interrupted him. Noooo!!! Janitor-trap! I'm gonna have your head for this, Gerard! Just...not now...I collected my senses back again and ran out of my house, but soon Gerard was on his feet again with a hatchet in his hand, meaning to kill me with it. I ran from him through many streets and dark alleys. Even if I was quicker than him, he decided to murder me as quick as possible and threw the hatchet at me, hoping for it to stab me. But I jumped out of the way quickly, taking a quick curve to another street and in the end, the hatchet hit a poster promoting the Crimson Raiders. Unfortunately, Gerard was smart enough to grab the hatchet back although with a bigger delay now. He attempted to kill me again, throwing the hatchet. I was too busy to notice this and got hit...Ow, it hurt...he hit my back and I was lucky he didn't break my spine. He ran to me and removed the weapon from my back wound.
''You thought you could escape Gerard Drake? Well...No. You thought wrong and I changed my mind. I'm gonna let you suffer...'' The bounty hunter said and took his pistol he didn't use for some reason before and pointed it at my stomach. ''I was going to shoot you in the heart originally, so you'll have a quick death, but yeah, that was a long time ago.'' He added to clarify things up. ''Long time ago? You mean three minutes?'' I asked mockingly and he gave me a joyless smile. ''Being able to joke around while facing the Grim Reaper is something respectable. Too bad my uncle Samuel didn't have that ability'' An awkward silence started out.
''Look, Hank, I have nothing against you, but since your head is a bounty, you're predestined to die. From my hands. You've literally got no chances of escape. Do you know how many cool tools this armour has I haven't used to not waste them on a simple Hyperion employee like you? For instance, look at this super cool flamethrower'', he said and immediately after, he spat a line of fire out of a certain place out of the armour. ''GLAD YOU AGREE I'M THE COOL ONE HERE GERARD'', D00M said. ''Why are you telling me this?'' I asked, confused. ''Because I always do. I want to show my enemies that there's no way they could escape their face. Well, now that we got this out of the way...'' He replied and tightened his finger around his trigger again. Last time it happened, J4N1T0R-TP jumped at him. Will something happen again? Well, actually, I was right.
A quiet noise was heard to our left. It was Travis with his sniper rifle pointing at Gerard's head, accidently stepping on a stick. Startled killer I had on my back quickly turned around in his direction and pulled the trigger. Before I could even react, Travis got hit in the stomach, dropped his rifle and fell on the ground, leaning his back on a wall of the building. ''Travis! NO!!'' I screamed. Goddamn it, it went really bad real fast! Damn you, Gerard! Said bounty hunter stood up and approached Travis who was still alive although visibly bleeding out. ''Who have we got here...Aren't you Travis? Well, I didn't expect you to become a Vault Hunter!'' Gerard taunted him. ''cough Do I know you?'' Poor lad asked. Gerard laughed. ''I heard of your father's death. I heard that you left your home seeking vengeance on whoever was responsible for that...Well, I'm pretty sure you won't kill me in that state.'' He said with a villain smile. ''Wait, what the hell?'' Travis asked. The villanous bounty hunter laughed his ass off. ''You're a slow one, Mr. Travis. I was the one who killed your father. There was a bounty going on his head for quite a while now. I was the lucky one to complete it. I'm surprised you haven't known about that. Didn't your daddy inform you? That's too bad. Maybe if he did, you'd both be still alive.'' He replied and then grabbed Travis' sniper rifle. ''Ooh, that was your daddy's, right? I didn't know his famous sniper rifle was Jakobs' Hawk Eye.'' Gerard said, stealing the gun. Travis' face got really mad but he knew he can't do shit about the situation he found himself in. ''I hope...khh...I hope you'll be killed...murderer...'' he mumbled and then finally letting out his final breath, dying.
''Well, that little speech hit me right in the feels. It's better than Shia LaBeouf's. How about you, Hank? Are you touched? Am I good a villain in this sto--'' He was asking irrelevant questions, but I interrupted him by succesfully standing up and hitting him in the face, leaving a nice bruise on his face. I tried to retake the sniper rifle he stole but he was stronger than me and it was barely possible. We struggled for a while until he noticed that the barrel of the gun unluckily pointed at me for a while and he pulled the trigger. I felt a flashing pain in my body and fell on the ground, barely concious. I saw Lilith coming by.
''So, you did it. Although killing Travis wasn't a part of the contract, I'll give you the damn money. Leave the rifle in Travis' hands, we'll come up with a scenario that they killed each other for unknown reason. Also, the hell, is Hank still alive?!'' She said. ''Yeah, but he'll bleed out in a few minutes.'', Gerard replied. Lilith sighed. ''OK, come to the headquarters, I'll give you some cash'' The siren said and they both left me. ''You...damn...betrayer...'' I mumbled before losing conciousness.
Tomorrow's morning...
I woke up with a dizzy sight, my insides were in pain and I could barely move anything. Fortunately, I could still move my arms and legs, although there were problems with moving fingers. I stood up and felt like everything was shaking around. I also didn't remember much from yesterday's night. Did I drink too much? Ryon seems to be a plausible suspect as to who might have convinced me to drink a tad too much. But no, I had no headache, which was the main symptom of a hangover. I noticed I was in my bedroom, there was a bullet hole in a painting of Helios I had on my wall. Foreshadowing? Anyway, I left. It didn't took me long to find a living soul on the street. Maya, Axton, Eagle, Celeste, Lilith and Ryon were talking with each other. I approached them.
''H-Hank? It's you?'' Lilith asked, as she was the first to notice me approaching. I smiled. I felt like shit and probably looked like one. I smiled even wider as the others turned their heads to see me. Some of them had their eyes widened, some jaws were dropped that day. Anyway, they were happy to see me. Too happy. Was I considered dead? Why? What happened? I couldn't remember anything...
''Holy cow, Hank, you're alive! Oh God, we all thought you were biting the dust!'' Celeste shouted and hugged me. Although it hurt a bit, I let her. ''What happened? I...I'm not sure I remember anything...'' I asked, hoping for Celeste to reveal anything about the happenings of yesterday. ''Helena found you laying on the street unconciously near Travis' dead body. You were slowly bleeding out and she took you to Dr. Zed. He patched you up and left you at your home. All the medical equipment was destroyed by Mars so we didn't know if you were still alive or not. We were prepared for the worst...There was a theory going on that you both killed each other!'' She replied with sadness in her voice. ''Why would I want to kill Travis? Why would he want to kill me? I doubt that...but who knows...don't remember a thing...'' I replied, thinking that this theory was BS. ''See, I told y'all that Hank had no reason whatsoever to murder Travis! Y'all are just goddamned morons! Obviously someone else killed him...Travis is dead!'' Eagle yelled. ''Eagle, calm down. As we said, quite a bit of money was stolen from the headquarters. Hank might've just spotted Travis stealing the cash and tried to deliver justice...or the other way around.'' Lilith said. I guess that was a good theory, but I can't believe Travis would want to still money...or...me. I wouldn't steal money from Vault Hunters. First of all, they'd kill me instantly. Second of all, they deserve all the cheddar they're able to harvest.
''Who cares now, the money has been stolen. I am sad about that, but it's fucking gone and it will never come back. Personally, I believe neither of them would want to steal our cheddar, but guess you can't trust anyone. That's why I've been proposing for you guys to go on a vacation of sorts. To Crackenin' Isle. It's a lovely city. This week has been hard. Y'all need to rest. Especially you, Maya. You can take Scorch and leave for a bit.'' Axton said.
''You're throwing me out? Like Roland did to Brick? Well, fine then. But if I never come back, you'll be the one responsible for this. Come on, guys. Let's go. To Crackenin' Isle, a lovely city that bandits visit every day and it's not forbidden! Let's go make out with the bullymongs that live in the canyons surrounding it, let's have ugly furry babies and then sell them out to thirsty Five Nights At Freddy's Rule 34 worshippers! Yes, that's a good idea! I'm a fan of this! Am I passive aggressive now? I'm so sorry! I obviously didn't mean to! Nggggrhhhh!!!!'' Maya said angrily and left. ''I'm all for that, actually. I want some vacation right now'' I said. ''Alright, let's go pack our things. What could possibly go wrong?'' Celeste said, jinxing it.
Later...
We have arrived at Crackenin' Isle. A volcano was rising in the distance. It was huge and massive and epic. Also, many buildings and people walking on the streets. I've read about this place. Many years ago, this volcano was very active and it was often erupting, leaving the lands surrounding it very broken down. In fact, the eruptions caused several canyons to be formed around the volcano. Then, something happened. The volcano stopped erupting. No lava fell out of it for many years now. This caused rock bullymongs to start live at the bottom of the canyons. Then, a wealthy man called Galahad Overn (Pssst, this name is a pun, look closely) decided it will be a good idea to build a town here. He did it and called it Crackenin' Isle. It had great views and had amazing commercial income, in a few years he became more wealthy than he ever was. Although no laws caused this city to be sometimes visited by bandits. Even though that's a probably bad sign, the place is a really good vacation point. Anyway, we entered the city and were greeted by a familiar face. At least, familiar to Eagle...
''Eagle? Maya?'' The old man asked, approaching us. Eagle began to grin. ''Skag-Pie? Hello there, old pal! Literally! What are you doing here?'' He asked him. ''Livin', Eagle, livin'. I moved in here last night. I figured it would be the best place for my skags to live. The owner of this city, Galahad, has no problem with me having skags! They love bullymong meat so feeding them generously isn't a problem. I didn't want to quarrel with Axton anyway. He's the one who's a gun expert, not me! Hahahaha!'', Skag-Pie said, ending his sentence with an annoying laugh. Ugh, looks like Eagle has made very interesting friends here on Pandora. There's no way he would find people like them back on Earth.
''Are there any interesting places in this city? Other than pretty viewpoints. I've been inside a Vault so I've seen many pretty landscapes. ''Yeah, pretty views don't amuse me either. Is there something fun to do?'' Scorch asked. ''Well, there's the Burning Mountain tavern with lots of good alcohol, Galahad's Arena where you fight for money and fame and then there's Risky Choice casino where you can play arcade games and do a little bit of gambling'' Skag-Pie replied. Suddenly, we all knew where we wanted to go. ''Cool. I'll go to the tavern. I seriously need to drink something good after all the shit that happened past few days'', Eagle said. ''I'll go with you. This week has been a complete disaster'' I said. I wanted to drink alcohol so bad just thinking about it! ''This Galahad's Arena sounds like fun. I'd happily crush some poor skulls or shoot some bastards with my mini arm gun!'' Ryon stated. ''Me too, actually. Been a while since I fought someone'', Celeste nodded. ''Oooh, I want to play the arcade games!'' Scorch said. ''Fine, we'll go to the casino. I feel like playing some Texas Hold 'Em actually. Luckily there will be no Claptrap player...'' Maya said.
Everyone went their way. I followed Eagle to the Burning Mountain tavern. Interesting name, by the way. Anyway, we entered it and noticed that almost every seat was taken. The only free seats were nearby a lonely mercenary, drinking ale with a sad face. ''Well, looks like we'll get to meet a new person. Go sit with him and try to get to know him a little or something, I'll order the drinks. I'll get the mightiest alcohol. We deserve it.'' Eagle said. I nodded and sat near the mercenary. He looked familiar. I realized who he was when I saw that Flakker shotgun on his back. Wergen! Mercenary hired by Lilith to kill me! ''Wergen? Holy shit, is that you? Please don't kill me!'' Wergen looked at me with a pathetic sad puppy stare and let out a short groan, taking a sip of his cheap ale a moment later. ''Why the fuck should I kill you? I mean...hic...I'd have my reasons, but hic it wouldn't be truly revenge. I mean...hic Lilith is the one I want revenge on. She paid me nothing! burp'', Wergen mumbled out. I felt pity for him. ''Life is strange. Being born as a bastard isn't fucking easy even if it's not medieval hic. I remember that one time when I stole potatoes from that shitface hic, he was a company man from Atlas. I thought hic why not join Atlas myself and fuck with the dude a bit? hic That's why I've got this caption on my cloth, ''H.E Potatoes'' hic I've got no fucking idea what H.E means but it looked cool. I don't really care. It could be even Hoe.Engorge, hehehe hic! And then the fucking Atlas left Pandora. I didn't leave, I stayed. I was working for Baron Flynt but HE FUCKING DIED TOO!!! burp Everywhere I go, I am forced to change my lifestyle abruptly. The mercenary thing, pillaging and threatening people, yeah, cool stuff, until you get hic an employer like Lilith! I think my mercenary lifestyle is coming to an end, too! hic'', Wergen told me his story and it was quite interesting. I understood we weren't enemies. Hell, we could be pals! Although hanging out with a bandit wasn't my biggest dream...
''Heya kids, hanging out nicely?'' Eagle asked as he finally served us some alcohol. I took a sip and mmm, was it mighty! I thought I could breathe fire after drinking that thing! Eagle wasn't lying when he said he'll buy the most powerful alcohol this tavern can serve! ''Ahhhhhh, very good'', I commented after taking a sip. ''So who is our new drinking companion?'' Eagle asked. ''That's Wergen, he's as troubled as we are. Maybe even more.'' I replied. ''No shit'' The mercenary groaned.
Our time of fun and jokes were interrupted as we heard the motorcycle noise outside the tavern. A while after, a few bandits entered. Their clothes were black and some additional skulls or skulls with eyepatches were drawn on them. Everyone in the hall was slightly watching them, making sure they don't do anything dangerous. They approached the barmaid and one of them, perhaps the leader, started talking to her. ''Hello, lady. We're here for the best ale you've got. But we don't feel like paying, so maybe for free. Just hurry up.'' He said. The barmaid gave him an unimpressed look. ''Are you insane? What, your mommy spanked you too hard? A definition of a tavern is a building selling alcohol and food for money!'' She responded. The bandit grabbed her by her breasts and they started struggling. ''Don't you dare fuck with the Motor Slashers, pretty lady. We're here to get ale for free. And my mommy didn't spank me too hard but if you want, you can find out how hard I can spank!'' The annoyed bandit replied. ''Let me go!'' The barmaid yelled. ''Maybe you could reveal what you're hiding under that ugly dress, huh? I'm sure everyone would want to see it!'' The bandit stated and they started to struggle even more. I couldn't let that pass.
''Wergen, hand me your shotgun. I need to kill a few sons of bitches.'' I said, dead serious. Mercenary sighed. ''If I'll find any scratch on my beautiful Flakker, I will fucking murder you.'' He said after a while, giving me his gun. ''No problem'', I replied. Then I stood up and approached the bandit.
''I believe it is illegal to harass a woman like that. Stop or you will regret it'', I said. The bandit and his pals laughed me straight in the face. ''Ohmygawd, I'm so scared! You think that because you have a legendary Torgue shotgun you can just do anything you want? Well then, I've got a purple rarity Dahl pistol. Is it impressive enough, my grace?'' The bandit mocked me.
''No. Unless you prove that you can shoot with it'', I burned him, pointing a shotgun at his chest. ''Good one, Captain America. I'll be sure to put ''Was burning people with his tongue, got burned with fire'' on your tombstone, shitfucker'' The bandit stated and a shootout started. Me versus six bandits. The first one was easy to kill. I got him right in the chest and he fell on the floor. I needed to hide from all the gunfire pointed at me. I managed to shoot a second guy from behind that cover.
Man, that shotgun was awesome, although I had to reload a lot! And then went the third one, the fourth one, and the fifth one...The only one that lasted was the one who tried to harass the barmaid. In a flow of desperation, he grabbed a customer and pointed his pistol at her neck.
''Don't shoot or I'll shoot!'' He screamed. I ignored that. That shotgun was a masterpiece. I pointed it in a right way and pulled the trigger. I hit him in his right hand he was holding the pistol in. And boy, does this weapon have a kick! His arm flew off! Hahahaha, that was epic! He fell on the ground with pain, slowly bleeding. ''OHGODITURNEDINTOLEEAGHHHH'', he screamed. I was satisfied to defeat him. I approached him, meaning to finish him off.
''You kill me...And the Motor Slashers won't stop. I'm the leader's nephew. They will make sure you're dead. Burn this tavern to this ground. Then it truly will be a Burning Mountain!'' The bandit mumbled. ''Oh, when he puts it like that, maybe it's best not to kill him?'' The barmaid thought out loud.
I want to kill that son of a bitch for what he did, that would be highly satisfying, but maybe it's best not to risk the Motor Slashers' revenge on us?
Man, that shotgun was awesome, although I had to reload a lot! And then went the third one, the fourth one, and the fifth one...The only one… more that lasted was the one who tried to harass the barmaid. In a flow of desperation, he grabbed a customer and pointed his pistol at her neck.
''Don't shoot or I'll shoot!'' He screamed. I ignored that. That shotgun was a masterpiece. I pointed it in a right way and pulled the trigger. I hit him in his right hand he was holding the pistol in. And boy, does this weapon have a kick! His arm flew off! Hahahaha, that was epic! He fell on the ground with pain, slowly bleeding. ''OHGODITURNEDINTOLEEAGHHHH'', he screamed. I was satisfied to defeat him. I approached him, meaning to finish him off.
''You kill me...And the Motor Slashers won't stop. I'm the leader's nephew. They will make sure you're dead. Burn this tavern to this ground. Then it truly will be a Burning Mountain!'' The bandit mumbled. ''Oh, wh… [view original content]
Man, that shotgun was awesome, although I had to reload a lot! And then went the third one, the fourth one, and the fifth one...The only one… more that lasted was the one who tried to harass the barmaid. In a flow of desperation, he grabbed a customer and pointed his pistol at her neck.
''Don't shoot or I'll shoot!'' He screamed. I ignored that. That shotgun was a masterpiece. I pointed it in a right way and pulled the trigger. I hit him in his right hand he was holding the pistol in. And boy, does this weapon have a kick! His arm flew off! Hahahaha, that was epic! He fell on the ground with pain, slowly bleeding. ''OHGODITURNEDINTOLEEAGHHHH'', he screamed. I was satisfied to defeat him. I approached him, meaning to finish him off.
''You kill me...And the Motor Slashers won't stop. I'm the leader's nephew. They will make sure you're dead. Burn this tavern to this ground. Then it truly will be a Burning Mountain!'' The bandit mumbled. ''Oh, wh… [view original content]
Man, that shotgun was awesome, although I had to reload a lot! And then went the third one, the fourth one, and the fifth one...The only one… more that lasted was the one who tried to harass the barmaid. In a flow of desperation, he grabbed a customer and pointed his pistol at her neck.
''Don't shoot or I'll shoot!'' He screamed. I ignored that. That shotgun was a masterpiece. I pointed it in a right way and pulled the trigger. I hit him in his right hand he was holding the pistol in. And boy, does this weapon have a kick! His arm flew off! Hahahaha, that was epic! He fell on the ground with pain, slowly bleeding. ''OHGODITURNEDINTOLEEAGHHHH'', he screamed. I was satisfied to defeat him. I approached him, meaning to finish him off.
''You kill me...And the Motor Slashers won't stop. I'm the leader's nephew. They will make sure you're dead. Burn this tavern to this ground. Then it truly will be a Burning Mountain!'' The bandit mumbled. ''Oh, wh… [view original content]
Man, that shotgun was awesome, although I had to reload a lot! And then went the third one, the fourth one, and the fifth one...The only one… more that lasted was the one who tried to harass the barmaid. In a flow of desperation, he grabbed a customer and pointed his pistol at her neck.
''Don't shoot or I'll shoot!'' He screamed. I ignored that. That shotgun was a masterpiece. I pointed it in a right way and pulled the trigger. I hit him in his right hand he was holding the pistol in. And boy, does this weapon have a kick! His arm flew off! Hahahaha, that was epic! He fell on the ground with pain, slowly bleeding. ''OHGODITURNEDINTOLEEAGHHHH'', he screamed. I was satisfied to defeat him. I approached him, meaning to finish him off.
''You kill me...And the Motor Slashers won't stop. I'm the leader's nephew. They will make sure you're dead. Burn this tavern to this ground. Then it truly will be a Burning Mountain!'' The bandit mumbled. ''Oh, wh… [view original content]
Man, that shotgun was awesome, although I had to reload a lot! And then went the third one, the fourth one, and the fifth one...The only one… more that lasted was the one who tried to harass the barmaid. In a flow of desperation, he grabbed a customer and pointed his pistol at her neck.
''Don't shoot or I'll shoot!'' He screamed. I ignored that. That shotgun was a masterpiece. I pointed it in a right way and pulled the trigger. I hit him in his right hand he was holding the pistol in. And boy, does this weapon have a kick! His arm flew off! Hahahaha, that was epic! He fell on the ground with pain, slowly bleeding. ''OHGODITURNEDINTOLEEAGHHHH'', he screamed. I was satisfied to defeat him. I approached him, meaning to finish him off.
''You kill me...And the Motor Slashers won't stop. I'm the leader's nephew. They will make sure you're dead. Burn this tavern to this ground. Then it truly will be a Burning Mountain!'' The bandit mumbled. ''Oh, wh… [view original content]
Man, that shotgun was awesome, although I had to reload a lot! And then went the third one, the fourth one, and the fifth one...The only one… more that lasted was the one who tried to harass the barmaid. In a flow of desperation, he grabbed a customer and pointed his pistol at her neck.
''Don't shoot or I'll shoot!'' He screamed. I ignored that. That shotgun was a masterpiece. I pointed it in a right way and pulled the trigger. I hit him in his right hand he was holding the pistol in. And boy, does this weapon have a kick! His arm flew off! Hahahaha, that was epic! He fell on the ground with pain, slowly bleeding. ''OHGODITURNEDINTOLEEAGHHHH'', he screamed. I was satisfied to defeat him. I approached him, meaning to finish him off.
''You kill me...And the Motor Slashers won't stop. I'm the leader's nephew. They will make sure you're dead. Burn this tavern to this ground. Then it truly will be a Burning Mountain!'' The bandit mumbled. ''Oh, wh… [view original content]
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A few posts earlier, I said I'm going to a surgery xD Well now I've come back, it was successful
I saw your comment earlier, but how I don't noticed this? o_O
Get Well SOON ^.^
It's been a month since the last chapter/part, could we expect one soon?
It's been a month since the last chapter/part, could we expect one soon?
Here ^.^ ----> @ComingSoon
Hi Crips!
How are you there?
How your health?
Get Well SOON
There's a chance half of my bandages will be removed on tomorrow's control, so we'll see it from there. You know, it's not easy to write anything with a leg fully bandaged, forced to have it straight all the time, not able to sit on a chair properly.
Wait for you!
You wrote "waiting for you" properly and then edited it into "wait for you" xD
...It's not fun! ;О;
Crips always Crips. Even when he without his leg...
GET WELL SOON
I've got my leg intact, just bandaged
I... trust you...
Get well soon!
Plus it's been a month since the last part :P
I like pizza
...And Ice Cream, r-right?
You guys remember me? Yeah...There might be a chapter today, so git ready for some feels as someone's gonna die instantly. I said there's gonna be a death roll starting on Episode 3 and I meant it. (Of course it's not just because I want to butcher your characters and make you suffer but because some deaths will really fit in the plotline)
Awesome! The hype is real and I'm very excited
Oh, hopefully not Helena
;_;
Came back to continue hearing the story of glory, treason and sweet loot? I gotta say, you really got hooked up! But that's a good thing. Alright, where did I left off...? Ah, on a cliffhanger of course!
Anyway, as you remember, the heroes of this story got to Siren's Heaven and stayed there for five days until everything got fucked up. Eagle got kidnapped and had to shoot a cage operator in the head to get out...with a friend whose company he denied earlier. Celeste and Ryon spent their day trolling Salvador and Moxxi, while Hank had the worst day.
Being chased by a mad siren isn't the best thing in the world. Especially when you threw a chair at her earlier. Luckily, hacking and persuading other people might get you into safety...Well, until the sun sets down to start a night and you find a bloodthirsty bounty hunter in your bedroom, meaning to kill you...
HANK
No...No, no, no! Just let me sleep, goddamn it! The bounty hunter kept pointing his pistol at my face. He tried to scare me and he did a pretty good job on that. His talking armour looked pretty solid and I'm sure it could stop a lot of bullets. Ugh, I hate bounty hunters, they're worse than Vault Hunters! They mean to kill people no matter what happens, but sometimes they're the ones getting killed. That's why there aren't that many bounty hunters now. But there always those ''badasses'' who can't be killed no matter what. I had no gun on me. Also, I'm not Ryon to have a machine gun installed in my arm and get out of hairy situations like these. I knew I was going to die. I wanted Eagle or Celeste or anyone else to avenge me.
''Silent, are we? Good that you're accepting your fate. But don't worry, I am a pretty merciful person. I don't want you to suffer the pain of having your head cut off, that's why I'll give you a quick death and then take your pretty little head to Lilith. Then she's gonna reward me. With dollars'', Gerard threatened me. I was sweating, but tried to keep my face firm.
''THIS FUCKING SILENCE IS TOO FUCKING LONG YOU FUCKING FUCK, JUST FUCKING KILL HIM ALREADY GERARD'' D00M, the talking armour, yelled in its obnoxious robotic voice. The hunter sighed and tightened his finger around the trigger and pulled it. I saw everything in bullet time. If it weren't for a one simple fact, I'd be killed in my own bedroom. It was...drum rolls J4N1T0R-TP! He showed up at the last moment and jumped at Gerard causing his arm to move and miss. He hit a painting of Helios I had on my wall. Foreshadowing?
''Hank, pal, run! I've got this! I am the only and almighty janitor Claptrap unit and I will wreck y--'' He was saying until a bullet straight to the eye interrupted him. Noooo!!! Janitor-trap! I'm gonna have your head for this, Gerard! Just...not now...I collected my senses back again and ran out of my house, but soon Gerard was on his feet again with a hatchet in his hand, meaning to kill me with it. I ran from him through many streets and dark alleys. Even if I was quicker than him, he decided to murder me as quick as possible and threw the hatchet at me, hoping for it to stab me. But I jumped out of the way quickly, taking a quick curve to another street and in the end, the hatchet hit a poster promoting the Crimson Raiders. Unfortunately, Gerard was smart enough to grab the hatchet back although with a bigger delay now. He attempted to kill me again, throwing the hatchet. I was too busy to notice this and got hit...Ow, it hurt...he hit my back and I was lucky he didn't break my spine. He ran to me and removed the weapon from my back wound.
''You thought you could escape Gerard Drake? Well...No. You thought wrong and I changed my mind. I'm gonna let you suffer...'' The bounty hunter said and took his pistol he didn't use for some reason before and pointed it at my stomach. ''I was going to shoot you in the heart originally, so you'll have a quick death, but yeah, that was a long time ago.'' He added to clarify things up. ''Long time ago? You mean three minutes?'' I asked mockingly and he gave me a joyless smile. ''Being able to joke around while facing the Grim Reaper is something respectable. Too bad my uncle Samuel didn't have that ability'' An awkward silence started out.
''Look, Hank, I have nothing against you, but since your head is a bounty, you're predestined to die. From my hands. You've literally got no chances of escape. Do you know how many cool tools this armour has I haven't used to not waste them on a simple Hyperion employee like you? For instance, look at this super cool flamethrower'', he said and immediately after, he spat a line of fire out of a certain place out of the armour. ''GLAD YOU AGREE I'M THE COOL ONE HERE GERARD'', D00M said. ''Why are you telling me this?'' I asked, confused. ''Because I always do. I want to show my enemies that there's no way they could escape their face. Well, now that we got this out of the way...'' He replied and tightened his finger around his trigger again. Last time it happened, J4N1T0R-TP jumped at him. Will something happen again? Well, actually, I was right.
A quiet noise was heard to our left. It was Travis with his sniper rifle pointing at Gerard's head, accidently stepping on a stick. Startled killer I had on my back quickly turned around in his direction and pulled the trigger. Before I could even react, Travis got hit in the stomach, dropped his rifle and fell on the ground, leaning his back on a wall of the building. ''Travis! NO!!'' I screamed. Goddamn it, it went really bad real fast! Damn you, Gerard! Said bounty hunter stood up and approached Travis who was still alive although visibly bleeding out. ''Who have we got here...Aren't you Travis? Well, I didn't expect you to become a Vault Hunter!'' Gerard taunted him. ''cough Do I know you?'' Poor lad asked. Gerard laughed. ''I heard of your father's death. I heard that you left your home seeking vengeance on whoever was responsible for that...Well, I'm pretty sure you won't kill me in that state.'' He said with a villain smile. ''Wait, what the hell?'' Travis asked. The villanous bounty hunter laughed his ass off. ''You're a slow one, Mr. Travis. I was the one who killed your father. There was a bounty going on his head for quite a while now. I was the lucky one to complete it. I'm surprised you haven't known about that. Didn't your daddy inform you? That's too bad. Maybe if he did, you'd both be still alive.'' He replied and then grabbed Travis' sniper rifle. ''Ooh, that was your daddy's, right? I didn't know his famous sniper rifle was Jakobs' Hawk Eye.'' Gerard said, stealing the gun. Travis' face got really mad but he knew he can't do shit about the situation he found himself in. ''I hope...khh...I hope you'll be killed...murderer...'' he mumbled and then finally letting out his final breath, dying.
''Well, that little speech hit me right in the feels. It's better than Shia LaBeouf's. How about you, Hank? Are you touched? Am I good a villain in this sto--'' He was asking irrelevant questions, but I interrupted him by succesfully standing up and hitting him in the face, leaving a nice bruise on his face. I tried to retake the sniper rifle he stole but he was stronger than me and it was barely possible. We struggled for a while until he noticed that the barrel of the gun unluckily pointed at me for a while and he pulled the trigger. I felt a flashing pain in my body and fell on the ground, barely concious. I saw Lilith coming by.
''So, you did it. Although killing Travis wasn't a part of the contract, I'll give you the damn money. Leave the rifle in Travis' hands, we'll come up with a scenario that they killed each other for unknown reason. Also, the hell, is Hank still alive?!'' She said. ''Yeah, but he'll bleed out in a few minutes.'', Gerard replied. Lilith sighed. ''OK, come to the headquarters, I'll give you some cash'' The siren said and they both left me. ''You...damn...betrayer...'' I mumbled before losing conciousness.
Tomorrow's morning...
I woke up with a dizzy sight, my insides were in pain and I could barely move anything. Fortunately, I could still move my arms and legs, although there were problems with moving fingers. I stood up and felt like everything was shaking around. I also didn't remember much from yesterday's night. Did I drink too much? Ryon seems to be a plausible suspect as to who might have convinced me to drink a tad too much. But no, I had no headache, which was the main symptom of a hangover. I noticed I was in my bedroom, there was a bullet hole in a painting of Helios I had on my wall. Foreshadowing? Anyway, I left. It didn't took me long to find a living soul on the street. Maya, Axton, Eagle, Celeste, Lilith and Ryon were talking with each other. I approached them.
''H-Hank? It's you?'' Lilith asked, as she was the first to notice me approaching. I smiled. I felt like shit and probably looked like one. I smiled even wider as the others turned their heads to see me. Some of them had their eyes widened, some jaws were dropped that day. Anyway, they were happy to see me. Too happy. Was I considered dead? Why? What happened? I couldn't remember anything...
''Holy cow, Hank, you're alive! Oh God, we all thought you were biting the dust!'' Celeste shouted and hugged me. Although it hurt a bit, I let her. ''What happened? I...I'm not sure I remember anything...'' I asked, hoping for Celeste to reveal anything about the happenings of yesterday. ''Helena found you laying on the street unconciously near Travis' dead body. You were slowly bleeding out and she took you to Dr. Zed. He patched you up and left you at your home. All the medical equipment was destroyed by Mars so we didn't know if you were still alive or not. We were prepared for the worst...There was a theory going on that you both killed each other!'' She replied with sadness in her voice. ''Why would I want to kill Travis? Why would he want to kill me? I doubt that...but who knows...don't remember a thing...'' I replied, thinking that this theory was BS. ''See, I told y'all that Hank had no reason whatsoever to murder Travis! Y'all are just goddamned morons! Obviously someone else killed him...Travis is dead!'' Eagle yelled. ''Eagle, calm down. As we said, quite a bit of money was stolen from the headquarters. Hank might've just spotted Travis stealing the cash and tried to deliver justice...or the other way around.'' Lilith said. I guess that was a good theory, but I can't believe Travis would want to still money...or...me. I wouldn't steal money from Vault Hunters. First of all, they'd kill me instantly. Second of all, they deserve all the cheddar they're able to harvest.
''Who cares now, the money has been stolen. I am sad about that, but it's fucking gone and it will never come back. Personally, I believe neither of them would want to steal our cheddar, but guess you can't trust anyone. That's why I've been proposing for you guys to go on a vacation of sorts. To Crackenin' Isle. It's a lovely city. This week has been hard. Y'all need to rest. Especially you, Maya. You can take Scorch and leave for a bit.'' Axton said.
''You're throwing me out? Like Roland did to Brick? Well, fine then. But if I never come back, you'll be the one responsible for this. Come on, guys. Let's go. To Crackenin' Isle, a lovely city that bandits visit every day and it's not forbidden! Let's go make out with the bullymongs that live in the canyons surrounding it, let's have ugly furry babies and then sell them out to thirsty Five Nights At Freddy's Rule 34 worshippers! Yes, that's a good idea! I'm a fan of this! Am I passive aggressive now? I'm so sorry! I obviously didn't mean to! Nggggrhhhh!!!!'' Maya said angrily and left. ''I'm all for that, actually. I want some vacation right now'' I said. ''Alright, let's go pack our things. What could possibly go wrong?'' Celeste said, jinxing it.
Later...
We have arrived at Crackenin' Isle. A volcano was rising in the distance. It was huge and massive and epic. Also, many buildings and people walking on the streets. I've read about this place. Many years ago, this volcano was very active and it was often erupting, leaving the lands surrounding it very broken down. In fact, the eruptions caused several canyons to be formed around the volcano. Then, something happened. The volcano stopped erupting. No lava fell out of it for many years now. This caused rock bullymongs to start live at the bottom of the canyons. Then, a wealthy man called Galahad Overn (Pssst, this name is a pun, look closely) decided it will be a good idea to build a town here. He did it and called it Crackenin' Isle. It had great views and had amazing commercial income, in a few years he became more wealthy than he ever was. Although no laws caused this city to be sometimes visited by bandits. Even though that's a probably bad sign, the place is a really good vacation point. Anyway, we entered the city and were greeted by a familiar face. At least, familiar to Eagle...
''Eagle? Maya?'' The old man asked, approaching us. Eagle began to grin. ''Skag-Pie? Hello there, old pal! Literally! What are you doing here?'' He asked him. ''Livin', Eagle, livin'. I moved in here last night. I figured it would be the best place for my skags to live. The owner of this city, Galahad, has no problem with me having skags! They love bullymong meat so feeding them generously isn't a problem. I didn't want to quarrel with Axton anyway. He's the one who's a gun expert, not me! Hahahaha!'', Skag-Pie said, ending his sentence with an annoying laugh. Ugh, looks like Eagle has made very interesting friends here on Pandora. There's no way he would find people like them back on Earth.
''Are there any interesting places in this city? Other than pretty viewpoints. I've been inside a Vault so I've seen many pretty landscapes. ''Yeah, pretty views don't amuse me either. Is there something fun to do?'' Scorch asked. ''Well, there's the Burning Mountain tavern with lots of good alcohol, Galahad's Arena where you fight for money and fame and then there's Risky Choice casino where you can play arcade games and do a little bit of gambling'' Skag-Pie replied. Suddenly, we all knew where we wanted to go. ''Cool. I'll go to the tavern. I seriously need to drink something good after all the shit that happened past few days'', Eagle said. ''I'll go with you. This week has been a complete disaster'' I said. I wanted to drink alcohol so bad just thinking about it! ''This Galahad's Arena sounds like fun. I'd happily crush some poor skulls or shoot some bastards with my mini arm gun!'' Ryon stated. ''Me too, actually. Been a while since I fought someone'', Celeste nodded. ''Oooh, I want to play the arcade games!'' Scorch said. ''Fine, we'll go to the casino. I feel like playing some Texas Hold 'Em actually. Luckily there will be no Claptrap player...'' Maya said.
Everyone went their way. I followed Eagle to the Burning Mountain tavern. Interesting name, by the way. Anyway, we entered it and noticed that almost every seat was taken. The only free seats were nearby a lonely mercenary, drinking ale with a sad face. ''Well, looks like we'll get to meet a new person. Go sit with him and try to get to know him a little or something, I'll order the drinks. I'll get the mightiest alcohol. We deserve it.'' Eagle said. I nodded and sat near the mercenary. He looked familiar. I realized who he was when I saw that Flakker shotgun on his back. Wergen! Mercenary hired by Lilith to kill me! ''Wergen? Holy shit, is that you? Please don't kill me!'' Wergen looked at me with a pathetic sad puppy stare and let out a short groan, taking a sip of his cheap ale a moment later. ''Why the fuck should I kill you? I mean...hic...I'd have my reasons, but hic it wouldn't be truly revenge. I mean...hic Lilith is the one I want revenge on. She paid me nothing! burp'', Wergen mumbled out. I felt pity for him. ''Life is strange. Being born as a bastard isn't fucking easy even if it's not medieval hic. I remember that one time when I stole potatoes from that shitface hic, he was a company man from Atlas. I thought hic why not join Atlas myself and fuck with the dude a bit? hic That's why I've got this caption on my cloth, ''H.E Potatoes'' hic I've got no fucking idea what H.E means but it looked cool. I don't really care. It could be even Hoe.Engorge, hehehe hic! And then the fucking Atlas left Pandora. I didn't leave, I stayed. I was working for Baron Flynt but HE FUCKING DIED TOO!!! burp Everywhere I go, I am forced to change my lifestyle abruptly. The mercenary thing, pillaging and threatening people, yeah, cool stuff, until you get hic an employer like Lilith! I think my mercenary lifestyle is coming to an end, too! hic'', Wergen told me his story and it was quite interesting. I understood we weren't enemies. Hell, we could be pals! Although hanging out with a bandit wasn't my biggest dream...
''Heya kids, hanging out nicely?'' Eagle asked as he finally served us some alcohol. I took a sip and mmm, was it mighty! I thought I could breathe fire after drinking that thing! Eagle wasn't lying when he said he'll buy the most powerful alcohol this tavern can serve! ''Ahhhhhh, very good'', I commented after taking a sip. ''So who is our new drinking companion?'' Eagle asked. ''That's Wergen, he's as troubled as we are. Maybe even more.'' I replied. ''No shit'' The mercenary groaned.
Our time of fun and jokes were interrupted as we heard the motorcycle noise outside the tavern. A while after, a few bandits entered. Their clothes were black and some additional skulls or skulls with eyepatches were drawn on them. Everyone in the hall was slightly watching them, making sure they don't do anything dangerous. They approached the barmaid and one of them, perhaps the leader, started talking to her. ''Hello, lady. We're here for the best ale you've got. But we don't feel like paying, so maybe for free. Just hurry up.'' He said. The barmaid gave him an unimpressed look. ''Are you insane? What, your mommy spanked you too hard? A definition of a tavern is a building selling alcohol and food for money!'' She responded. The bandit grabbed her by her breasts and they started struggling. ''Don't you dare fuck with the Motor Slashers, pretty lady. We're here to get ale for free. And my mommy didn't spank me too hard but if you want, you can find out how hard I can spank!'' The annoyed bandit replied. ''Let me go!'' The barmaid yelled. ''Maybe you could reveal what you're hiding under that ugly dress, huh? I'm sure everyone would want to see it!'' The bandit stated and they started to struggle even more. I couldn't let that pass.
''Wergen, hand me your shotgun. I need to kill a few sons of bitches.'' I said, dead serious. Mercenary sighed. ''If I'll find any scratch on my beautiful Flakker, I will fucking murder you.'' He said after a while, giving me his gun. ''No problem'', I replied. Then I stood up and approached the bandit.
''I believe it is illegal to harass a woman like that. Stop or you will regret it'', I said. The bandit and his pals laughed me straight in the face. ''Ohmygawd, I'm so scared! You think that because you have a legendary Torgue shotgun you can just do anything you want? Well then, I've got a purple rarity Dahl pistol. Is it impressive enough, my grace?'' The bandit mocked me.
''No. Unless you prove that you can shoot with it'', I burned him, pointing a shotgun at his chest. ''Good one, Captain America. I'll be sure to put ''Was burning people with his tongue, got burned with fire'' on your tombstone, shitfucker'' The bandit stated and a shootout started. Me versus six bandits. The first one was easy to kill. I got him right in the chest and he fell on the floor. I needed to hide from all the gunfire pointed at me. I managed to shoot a second guy from behind that cover.
Man, that shotgun was awesome, although I had to reload a lot! And then went the third one, the fourth one, and the fifth one...The only one that lasted was the one who tried to harass the barmaid. In a flow of desperation, he grabbed a customer and pointed his pistol at her neck.
''Don't shoot or I'll shoot!'' He screamed. I ignored that. That shotgun was a masterpiece. I pointed it in a right way and pulled the trigger. I hit him in his right hand he was holding the pistol in. And boy, does this weapon have a kick! His arm flew off! Hahahaha, that was epic! He fell on the ground with pain, slowly bleeding. ''OHGODITURNEDINTOLEEAGHHHH'', he screamed. I was satisfied to defeat him. I approached him, meaning to finish him off.
''You kill me...And the Motor Slashers won't stop. I'm the leader's nephew. They will make sure you're dead. Burn this tavern to this ground. Then it truly will be a Burning Mountain!'' The bandit mumbled. ''Oh, when he puts it like that, maybe it's best not to kill him?'' The barmaid thought out loud.
I want to kill that son of a bitch for what he did, that would be highly satisfying, but maybe it's best not to risk the Motor Slashers' revenge on us?
[Kill him]
[Let him go]
[Kill him]
Damn, Drake is more villanous then I imagined. Good.
[Kill him]
[Kill him]
[Kill him]
Its nice to see Wergen get some development (#the feels). Travis's death was a bit shocking though.
And I hope you are good now, Crips.
It's awesome to see this story back, I missed it a lot
It was a very great part too, even though I did not see Travis' death coming.
[Kill him]
He already turned into Lee, as he proclaimed, and we all know Lee's fate after all.
The leg itches and hurts but it's better
[Kill him]
I did not see that coming!
[Kill him]
I have no ideas what to write next, but I think I'm getting close to coming up with something. Expect the new chapter tomorrow or the day after.
Need ma' fix you panda!
RIP IN RIP Quest for Loot and Glory
2015-2015
Is Crips ded?
Nah, he's just sleeping.
I like your tasty avatar.
Can I please eat you?
Go ahead.
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Guys, remember me? I feel like redoing this fanfiction. Um, I mean, continuing it.
Nice!