Alright let's begin. First of all I do not own any of the far cry 3 characters or island. But everything else is mine. Includes: Strong language, sexual scenes, gore, violence (basically nothing you would want you're kids reading)

Also this is edited from the original role played version on tumblr. Thank you by the way takemeintoyourheart-vaas on tumblr for the wonderful performance.

Chapter One: Let's play a game

It was hot, it was miserable, it's was shitty. It was hell except in her hell it would be cold as ice. Angel wiped the sweat from her forehead and continued pushing branches and brush out of the way with her pistol. "Fucking jungle! Fucking island!" she yelled angrily at the place. Her dreads whipped around when she stumbled. Her anger just kept bubbling. Then it dawned upon her why she was trekking through this god forsaken jungle. "FUCKING MIKE! Goddamn your dumb ass for getting kidnapped by fucking pirates! And you couldn't even let it be fucking Jack Sparrow! No you had to get swiped by some fucking assholes! Shit! Fuck! SHIT!" She stopped and took a deep breath from her yelling fit. She had been tracking him down all day and it was getting very tiresome. There would be hell to pay for the fucker that took him in the first place. She was tempted to turn around and go back and party on the beach with the natives. "God dammit! " She took a shot of Bacardi from her flask. If she was going to do this she was going to have fun with it. "Let's go you pieces of shits!" She demanded her legs. She carried on ward.

"Ok! Mike is it? Doesn't even matter hermano! Are you here by yourself?" Vaas asked pacing back and worth in front of the young man.

"N-… Yes! Yes! I came by myself!" he yelled looking at the floor. Vaas laughed mockingly. "You fucking lie to me!" He yanked him out of the chair and started pulling him outside. "Time to have some fun!" He took him to the stage to begin the game. He walked over to the intercom and spoke into it loudly. "Hey you fucks! Come to the stage I got a lil show planned!"

-Two hours later-

"Now answer the fucking question! Who else is with you?" Vaas yelled into the young man's face. After he had stuffed firecrackers down his pants he had about cracked. Mike started boo hooing like a little baby at that point. "Please no more. I am alone!"

"Ok I can keep on all day then hermano!"

"Fine! Fine no more! I came here with a girl her name is Angel!" Vaas grinned at that point and turned back around to him. "And where were you two staying?"

"Badtown!"

For what felt like hours Angel stumbled through the jungle going in the direction she knew they had taken him. She stumbled out onto a beach like cove where a large camp stood before her. "Oh fuck!" she whispered to herself back tracking into the forest quietly. She saw a crowd of people in the distance slowly start to separate and that gave way to a platform with polls anchored down to it. There she saw Mike and some sexy… (Well maybe just a little cute) man talking to him. He donned a Mohawk and a scar. His tattered red tank top had given away the he was a pirate but the air of authority he carried told her that he was the leader. And those green emerald eyes... It appeared he was interrogating him. She thought about going ape shit at that moment but she decided against it. She just let it play out some and see what happened. She sat back and lit a cigarette.

"No bull shitting Mike! I don't like bull shitters trying to piss on my sunshine." Vaas took a few steps back. "I'm not I swear!" he yelled back.

"Don't yell at me hermano!" He laughed. "Ok so here's the thing I don't see any fucker that would want to buy you so you've done your part your worthless now." He turned and looked at the few left that had gathered to watch the show. "Carlos! Shoot this mother fucker for me." He started walking away, plotting the next move. 'Angel… pretty name that means pretty girl and oh so pretty money,' he thought walking away slowly.

There it was she heard him say for the other man to kill Mike. 'OH FUCK NO!' She thought angrily reaching around her sides and pulling two grenades in front of her. All that time she put in to find him and now that prick was just going have him shot it all would've meant nothing… All that time she could've been drinking and getting over a hangover and he was just going to make it mean nothing oh fuck that. She pulled the little holders off the grenades and they started ticking she quickly threw one to the group that had left and gathered under a small open shack. And the other went into the small group that gathered by the stage. No one saw or heard them. When they blew and body parts and blood scattered everywhere she ran out of the cover of the brush and bushes and shot the man named Carlos. She was sure more were coming but why not have fun with this prick. She raised her arms and smiled. "WOOOHHOOO! That was fucking awsome!" She looked to the man she had spotted eelier who was interrogating Mike. "Allow me to let me introduce myself! I'm Angel Hellfire." She looked around to the few men left alive that were dieing. "What no fucking love for me!" She looked back to the man with the scar. "And who the fuck are you!?" Her eyes were a deep blue then began to turn to a dark red. Even he had to admit he had never seen anyone like her before. Her black dreads swayed with her steps as she walked slowly over to him with her gun raised. He noticed the deep scars and old stab wounds that distorted the pale skin on her stomach and back. The long sleeves of tattoos her arms adored. All shown off wonderfully by a bikini top. Her skinny figure clashed awfully with her muscles.

She whistled at him. "Hey I asked you a question! What's your name?"

He was shocked that almost never happened. That shock quickly turned into amusement however pretty damn quick. "Hola hermana and just what do you think you're going to do with that gun?" He laughed at that point. The thing that intrigued him the most was her eyes. He decided he wouldn't kill her she would sell pretty damn good on the market despite all the tattoos and scars her skin adored. Any minute now one of the few men left that weren't blown up would hit the alarm and he'd get her. "Angel RUN!" The young man still tied to one of the polls yelled. "Oh this is her hermano why didn't you fucking tell me she was so fucking fun!" The girl grinned and took a shot of something she had tucked away in a flask still pointing her gun at him.

She laughed at him while putting her flask away. "I asked you a question! You cannot answer me with a question! That. Is. Cheating." She quickly turned to Mike when he yelled. "Oh shut the fuck up I'm coming." She walked onto the stage watching the man behind her closely she untied Mike and he went running. "I'll catch up with you soon!" She called after him. She walked back over to Vaas. "Don't fucking move or you don't get it!" She said very sternly. She took off on of her spiked bracelet and put it on his wrist. She stepped back slowly when an alarm sounded and men started running out their way. "I would shoot you but I can't for two reasons. One, I don't have time. Two I used my last fucking bullet on that prick over there. Call me sometime you seem like you like to party and don't… I repeat Don't. Fuck. With. Mike. Ok?" She took off in a run back through the jungle laughing all the way before he had a chance to say anymore.

He looked down to the bracelet she had put on his wrist after she took off into the jungle. He debated about shooting her after she told him she had no bullets… but no he wouldn't. He'd find her again. He had never met a girl who was soooo… well like her. It confused him and there were very few times that actually happened to him. Another pirate ran up to him asking what happen. "I want all of you to go to Badtown right fucking now and find the one responsible. Don't fucking hurt her! Well go one mother fucker!" He yelled at him still starring at the bracelet. He wanted to be able to get his hands on that girl most of all at that moment. He wanted to know if she'd put on an act or if she was just being herself. She was the most interesting person he'd met in a long time. He'd find out who she really was.

Angel sat contently at the bar enjoying her celebration with Mike but she knew time was short. "MIKE! If you ever… I mean ever put me into a predicament like that again I'll kill you myself!" She said abruptly and followed it with a laugh. "She gripped his arm and held it in a death grip for her next words. "I don't trust that you will so you're going home tonight." He looked like he was about to start protesting with her.

"Nope! You're going home. You're too… fucking well… you're you and I am me…" She stood leaving him defensibly with her words. She went and talked payment and arrangements with the man that had brought them here. She returned and had the bartender give him a shot of absinthe to knock him out. It did the trick he was never able to hold his liquor limit well. She made sure he got on the boat even though a few pirates tried to stop the process. She took care of them quickly and painlessly. After that she went to the place she's spent a few nights before and slept. She knew all too well that the little sanity she had left would be tested. She knew the man with a scar would come for her eventually when none of his men could bring her back. She never really wanted to kill him but if he got in the way of what she had came for she'd have to. A small image of his face filled her head and she had to smile he seemed like a very interesting person one that wouldn't be a burden to her. That was rare these days.