Sinatta's POV
It was high noon and finally, after 3 days, I found Rook Islands. I went in the back of the boat to grab my knife and gun, because as I remember when I left, the Island wasn't the safest place for a woman. I had landed on the beaches of the North Island, which was where my home was. I figured a vacation was in order so I came to Rook hoping to hide out and relax. As long as I stayed out of the way of the mercenaries, I'd be fine.
After about an hour of exploring a bit, I came across a cabin that was just yelling for me to crash there. I was exhausted because in order to get here I had to do two days of plane travel, then another dedicated to just finding the island on my boat. I went in and took off my holster, laying it beside the neatly made bed on the nightstand. The place looked like somebody left here in a hurry, there were still antiques and possessions here, but everything else was cleared out. I crashed at about 1:30 and had a decent nap, until at about 3, I heard somebody rustling outside the cabin. I grabbed my knife out of my holster and quietly made my way outside the cabin. Of course, just a dog.
No POV
Sinatta then felt a heavy blow to the back of her head before passing out. Three pirates had tracked her down and knocked her out, a special prize to bring to Vaas, the pirate lord. They tied her up and took her to the jeep parked farther up the dirt road. Senatta was an average woman with short, dirty blond hair spiked up into a bit of a pompadour. She had green eyes and dark skin that brought out those bright green eyes. The pirates knew Vaas was going to want to see this one, and sell her special. Vaas was on the South Island, having a business meeting with his boss, Hoyt Volker.
The pirates felt that is was necessary to bring her right to Vaas on Hoyt's Island, this one was special and would sell big, therefore Hoyt would love to see her as well. They arrived in a helicopter to other Privateers helping put her in the jeep parked for them. Once she was in the jeep, she woke up.
Sinatta's POV
Ugh, the back of my head was throbbing with pain. Then I realized that I was tied up in a jeep and tried to escape, but one of the men in the front stopped me as he pointed his pistol in my face.
"Shut the fuck up." His voice was deep with a hint of an Australian accent in it.
"You can't keep me held down." The man scoffed and laughed at her struggling. He turned around as we stopped at a gate. The walls were huge, at least 20 feet high with sandbags in front of an orange, metal door.
"Get up." One of the men yanked me out of the back. He was wearing a red bandanna around his face with the same shade of red tank top and dark pants. He shoved me with his AK-47 and we walked through what looked like a compound. My hands were tied in front of me and the feeling of an AK-47 nagged into my back was painful, as he was hitting a nerve. So I just did what he asked, great place for a vacation.
We entered the main building, and one of the captors rushed up the stairs before I even reached them. Once again I felt the barrel of a gun digging into my skin as I made my way up the stairs. Where was I? As I reached the top, I heard laughing coming from the office in front of me, the one we were heading for. Then I heard my captor speak before somebody with a somewhat sexy accent spoke as well.
"We found a trespasser on the Island, but this one's special."
"Hmm. Bring her in." He sounded South African.
The man came out and yanked me into the office, I saw a man in a beat up red shirt and blazer. His feet were up on the table so I saw fitting blue jeans with blood spattered on them and heavy boots. Another man was facing away from me; He had a Mohawk and also dressed like the two men that brought me here.
"Wow. You are special, look at those eyes." The dark skinned man said sitting behind his desk with a lit cigar. This made the man with the Mohawk curious as he turned around to look at me. Then I saw him as my eyes lit up with shock and happiness.
"Vaas! Ho-ly Shit!" He immediately recognized me and stood to his feet.
"Sinatta! Where the fuck have you been, Chica!? Never thought I'd see you alive again." He said with smile as he went in to hug me.
The man behind the desk sat up confused.
"Friend of yours, Vaas?" He was standing now and I saw his face, Sexy.
"More than that Hoyt. This is the bitch that got me away from Citra." So his name is Hoyt.
"Hey, Excuse you." Vaas chuckled and corrected himself.
"This is the sister nobody knew I had." Hoyt cocked his head to the side and looked at Vaas surpised.
"Your sister?" Vaas nodded
"Yeah, she took off after we left the family. Where did you go?"
"America. Joined the Marines and worked for the FBI for a few years." Vaas was very impressed with his sister's ability to get a job anywhere.
"That's very interesting." Hoyt said with a tone. I looked over to see him staring at my ass. He then saw that I had noticed and looked away. This made me smile; I had immediately taken a liking to the man. I had always been into the older ones, and loved the ones that like to play rough.
"What are you doing here?" I raised one eyebrow and was amused for my reason being here.
"I thought my old home would make a great vacation…" I looked around the office and at my still tied up hands. "… But it didn't work out so well."
"Untie her." Hoyt was now sitting and smoking his cigar. When they untied my hands I punched Vaas in the face. This put everyone on alert.
"We're even." I said annoyed. Vaas looked up and then remembered something he had long forgotten.
"Ohhhhh yeahhhh. Hey I said sorry!" I couldn't help but laugh.
"MmHm. I still got it."
"I can still kick your ass." Vaas said in defense
"I always beat you. What do you mean 'still' kick my ass?" I was trying to irritate him and instead made Hoyt laugh in the corner.
"Why don't you settle it then?" Hoyt decided to interject. "Kick her ass." I never broke eye contact with Vaas but he looked over to Hoyt and then back at me.
"Bring it on big brother." I was excited for it actually. "I've been trained by 4 different U.S Government organizations."
"Did you forget that you trained me how to do MMA fighting when we were kids?" I had forgotten.
"Alright, you have a chance." I put my hands up ready to defend the first punch, which Vaas threw.
I dodged, grabbed his arm and tripped him. I had my foot on his back and held his arm in the air.
"What was the first rule I taught you?" Vaas gave a sigh.
"Never throw the first punch." I let him up.
"Exactly why is that."
"Throwing the first punch creates an opening for the enemy." I nodded and went in for the second punch. He swatted it out of the way and like a choreographed fight scene in a movie, we were blocking and throwing punches left and right. Then Vaas kicked the back of my legs with a quick jab to the face. I immediately got up and chuckled before doing a swipe to his feet, tripping him again. He tried to kick me but I grabbed his leg, and put my foot to his throat.
"Come on big brother, you're holding back." He grabbed my ankle and yanked me to the ground and punched my stomach. He lifted me and tried to knee me in the face; I blocked it and rolled out of his arms as I literally kicked his ass, launching him forward. He came at me with a fake punch but kicked me in the stomach launching me backwards and crashing into the wall. He jabbed my body then my face as he threw me to the ground. Then he went for the submission that I hated. He lifted me onto my feet and onto Hoyt's desk face down, yanking my arm behind my back.
"Give up?" I laughed and looked up at Hoyt, who looked fairly amused and entertained. I shook my head and kicked his ankle as he let me go. He got up and backhanded me and I bounced back with a punch to the jaw.
"I never give up." Hoyt started clapping his hands and stopped the fight.
"Okay, before you two completely destroy my office, I'm going to call it a draw." Me and Vaas were both bleeding and sore but shook hands.
"I underestimated you, Vaas. That could get you far hang on to it." Vaas nodded.
"So, Sinatta was it?" Hoyt asked.
"Yeah, but this asshole calls me Sin?" Hoyt nodded, he liked the name. Hoyt was looking very seductively into my eyes.
"Uh, boss?" Hoyt just kept staring as Vaas tried to get his attention. "Okay, no." Hoyt finally broke eye contact and was disappointed in Vaas' disapproval.
"Vaas, we were discussing the events of last night?"
"Yes, we were. We should probably get back to that." Hoyt nodded and sat again behind his desk.
"Sin." Vaas caught my attention.
"Yeah?"
"Head back to the North Island and get settled in. That is of course, if you're staying?" I nodded; I did plan to stay a while. Vaas told his men to take care of me. As I was leaving the room, I heard Hoyt speak again, thinking I couldn't hear him.
"Wouldn't it be safer if she stayed with me?" I could tell he was being sarcastic and serious at the same time.
"Boss. Last night?" That was the last thing I heard before I left the building and heeded for the air strip.