A/N: Hi guys, this is my first story on this site and I hope you enjoy it!
Warning for course language and some sexual references and sexual content and very brief mentions of sexual assault.
Disclaimer: I don't own Far Cry or any of its characters.
Chapter 1: Reverse ostrich
Atsuko's dark brown eyes flickered open to see at first, nothing, but a pair of dark green trousers crouching down near her, cursing under her breath she looked up to see that they belonged to a Hispanic man who was grinning sadistically at her. She opened her mouth to speak but it was too dry, the heat burning down on her was almost unbearable. The man flicked some sand into her open mouth and laughed childishly as if it was a hilarious prank. Atsuko was just plain confused until it hit her, she was buried underneath in sand. She'd been so dazed and had so many other problems that she hadn't even felt the soft sand encasing her body tightly like a strait jacket, restricting any small movement apart from her neck and head which were just poking out the ground.
"You're finally awake Hermana. Now what are you doing on this island?" He gave her a second to answer but her head was too fuzzy, and her mouth to dry to respond. "HM? I ASKED YOU A FUCKING QUESTION!" He stood up kicking sand into her face angrily, before crouching back down and tugging hard on her long black hair. Atsuko almost thought it was going to rip right out as a numb achy pain attacked her head.
"My… my grandfather" She panted, coughing out some of the sand trapped in her throat. "He fought here in the war against Japan, my momma said that he had a present, something important but he wouldn't say what in the letter, so I'm here to find it." She explained panicked. The man listened with casual disinterest, more interested in playing in the sand as he piled some up near her head. "Are you going to kill me?" She asked fearfully when the man gave no response, terrified about talking to this seemingly sociopathic, unstable man, but unable to contain curiosity, she had many questions and she wanted at least some answering. She tried to keep the fear out of her voice but the terror was overwhelming, it was impossible to keep it all inside and when she talked it all spilled out revealing her fear.
"Shh shh Hermana, don't you worry about a thing." The hand that was still tightly gripping her hair relaxed and instead started stroking it reassuringly, something that unsettled Atsuko deep down to the core, from him affection somehow seemed much more dangerous than violence.
"We're just gonna find some nice people to take you in, okay Chica?" He replied with a devious smile that implied these people were going to be anything but 'nice'.
"And at which point do I get taken out of this damn sand?" She asked sarcastically, spitting out the remaining sand in her mouth. Immediately she regretted it and stared nervously for his reaction. At first he just seemed surprised, before bursting into laughter
"What's wrong?" Atsuko could sense him getting angrier. "Is this place not fucking good enough for you? Huh? HUH? This is my fucking island and you're the stupid fuck intruding on it! So if I were you I'd shut the fuck up and be glad you're not dead already Amigo."
"Hey Vaas! Get over here, there's an ambush by the Rakyat." A heavy accent called from up above a rocky hill. The man in question was a thick set muscly man wearing a similar outfit to the man she assumed must be Vaas.
"The Rakyat?" She muttered worried. "My granddad! They killed him." She stared deeply into Vaas' eyes who had looked down at her curiously when she began talking again. "Please, you have to let me fight with you. They killed my granddad! My family!" Surprisingly this was the first time tears filled her eyes, she bent her head ashamed as they fell to the sand and she cursed under her breath that her hands were buried deep in sand so she couldn't wipe them away. She never felt more vulnerable than the rare moments when she allowed tears to show. "Please, you want me to be useful to you? This is the best way I can help you."
Vaas looked conflicted, as if he wasn't sure whether she could be used. Eventually he reasoned that even if she did turn out to be a waste of space she'd be slaughtered by the Rakyat anyway. Vaas grabbed a nearby shovel and stabbed it deep into the sand inches away from her face causing Atsuko to flinch away violently. After a painfully long time enough sand was shifted that Atsuko was free. However moving was almost as hard as it had been when she was still in the sand, her muscles ached from being constricted and the intense burning heat made her dizzy and unable to stand. Worst of all sweat covered her entire body, meaning a thin film of sand formed a weird residue over her that was difficult to scrape off.
She pulled on Vaas' hand to pull herself up, she was so frail and shaky that she needed to grip Vaas' hand tightly "I swear to god I will kill them all." She growled. He just grinned at her pleasantly surprised.
"Well aren't you a treat?"
A/N: I hope you enjoyed it and reviews would be appreciated! Thanks!