Shuttle Up

Chapter one

Hi guys, this is Izzy-Neko coming at you loud and proud! This is my first published Borderlands story so, truth be told, I'm kinda nervous. ^-^;;

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Title name: Literally thrown in


Sunny was not the word usually used to describe London- or England in general. But the month of May was choosing this Saturday afternoon to turn heads and bring out the early summer wear of these Englishmen... and women. It had cooled down since mid-day, hitting twenty-five degrees now with the sun hiding behind the odd cloud in the sky.

Scarlet was bravely bracing the sun with denim shorts on, the off the shoulder shirt provided her with little comfort as the mass amount of uncovered skin in front of her left her feeling awkward. Especially when two of the most revealed girls here were her two older sisters.

Grace laid meters to her left, sunbathing on a beach towel on her front as she left her entire back uncovered with only her red bikini bottoms on. Long brown hair pulled up and lying along her neck gracefully. Pun intended.

Next was Abigale, walking towards the two with bottles of water in hand while sporting her skin-tight frilly pink swimsuit. It hugged her curves in the right places, leaving Scarlet feeling out of place and awkward as her two sisters who were filled out compared to herself; even though they were all in their adult years with Scarlet just turning nineteen today.

Even though she was just hitting adulthood, the pressure of it all was almost unbearable but like others her own age. You just had to grit your teeth and smile like it wasn't a five-ton boulder crushing your insides, acid down your throat and the building urge to scream your lungs out at random parts of the day.

Today was a day to relax, yet the main thing on her mind was the new things she would be tasked with from now on. Like getting a part-time job as she studied at her college, looking for a relationship so she would have someone to move out within a year and trying her best to stay off the antidepressants like everyone else her age was on.

"Honey bun you've barely touched your sandwich," Abigale said with a small nudge against Scarlet's shoulder, snapping the young woman out of her daze looking back to her sister. Pushing a couple of short brown bangs out of her eyes, she smiled past the bad thoughts in her head. "Something wrong? Not in the birthday mood yet?"

"I'm fine. I'm not that hungry," the teen fidgeted on the sand, taking a sip of the nearby water bottle as she could feel the stares of her sister around her. "I don't feel any older but I feel... more stressed, if you know what I mean."

"Nope," Grace hummed, kicking her feet in the water bucket with a quick whip of her long brown hair. The youngest sister winced, closing her eyes. "Whoops. Sorry, love," after receiving a glare from both of her sisters, she gave them a sheepish grin. "Baby, I'm twenty-one which is the age to just enjoy life and... ya know, chill."

"And nineteen is the age to overthink everything," with a small sigh, Scarlet tugged her oversized sunglasses back onto her face while standing up, grabbing her blue studded bag. "I'm gonna to head home."

"But we just got here- plus Uncle Lee said he'd be here within the hour," the eldest spoke up with a slight tug of her swimsuit, pulling out the sunken in fabric as her youngest sister only shook her head. "Then... at least head back over here in an hour."

"Sure. I just need to cool my head a bit," with a small wave back to her sisters, Scar headed down the road home as the beating sun to giving her a headache. Truthfully, everything and everyone was giving her a headache the size of the moon. The job market sucked and it wasn't even her fault- and everyone older than her blamed her generation for everything including their own damn problem. What she wouldn't give to be born just ten years earlier- when you could just walk into a job without needing ten years of experience or connections to the thousands of people with power. It totally sucked to be of the nineteen-ninety babies.

With a small growl, the brunette pushed over the front door to her home and kicked off her dirtied sandals resisting the urge to shower when she knew she'd be heading back to the beach within the hour. Instead, locked the door behind her with a sigh and stepped further into her home.

"Oof! Woof woof!" The pitter patter of tiny paws pulled her out of thought, giving the little corgi at her feet a small pet. The tiny pup rushed to follow her to the kitchen on his tiny legs like a mini black and white flash, a girly giggle escaped her when he tripped mid-sprint.

"Okay-okay Jack. I'll give you a treat- how does a carrot sound?" she giggled, grabbing a baby carrot for her baby with a swing of the fridge door, making him sit before presenting him with the tiny carrot for the barely five-month-old pup. "Good boy," the student grinned, pouring some fresh water into his bowl before heading to the cooler to her right.

After grabbing a quick bottle of H2O, Scar headed to her room turning the stereo on as she entered, sounds of Fallout boy rocking her room as she glanced between her computer and Xbox One. She chuckled as her pup took the long route up the books by her bed to get up onto it.

"The Pc has a keyboard," she paused, turning to her flat screen against her wall as it stood proudly over half the size of her; even though she was only five-foot-three. "But the Xbox has a bigger TV... What kind of a contest is that," she smiled to herself, turning the small beast on while making herself comfortable on her beanbag holding her controller eagerly as it came to life. Looking through her short list of games, she chose the last one she played, a light smile tugging on her lips as the familiar music overlapped the rock around her.

Her room was fairly normal in teenage/adult respects. Posters of her favourite games on her walls along with Korean and Japanese boy bands, the odd plush or two on top of her many DVDs and games as they were neatly stacked in a bookcase. Her single bed lie under her window with her busts alarm clock by her side along with the mass amount of college textbooks by the side of her bed.

"Timothy. Or ClapTrap," A light chuckle left her as she got to the starting screen, skipping the opening scene and heading straight to 'new game'. A deep sigh left her chest as she half-ignored the next opening again. It was the same every time and after completing the game Xs amount of times now, the teen-almost-adult was bored to death of the rocket scene.

Scarlet took another sip of her drink, shifting in her seat as she looked between her favourite annoying robot and her favourite handsome geek. Her favourite was the hated-yet-overly-loved Handsome Jack so when the doppelganger DLC came out she almost screamed with joy. As she got to know the character, the more she found the little nerd more adorable. Especially his love for kittens like herself. A close third was ClapTrap, a robot she loved to hate and belittle.

A small rattle came from down the hallway from her room, making her jolt and glance over her shoulder to the door, automatically assuming it was one of her sisters seeing as this was a large seaside bungalow and everything could be heard from one side of the house to the other. Something the three had proudly inherited from their late parents. Her green eyes darted to the old, barely functioning clock above her door as it read '16:28' barely fifteen minutes since she had left the beach. Just what could they be needing now?

It took her a moment to find her feet, standing up with a small grunt as her body was not made for physically activity. It hated every second of it.

"I'm in my room!" she yelled to the door while grabbing her bottle of water, taking a sip before heading to it but paused when she noticed the handle turning.

Taking a step back, she waited for one of her sisters to enter but the lady who did was nothing either of them- or anyone she knew at all. Her stomach dropped seeing the unknown woman, frowning as the pale, almost albino woman stared straight at her unnervingly .

"Umm- you're in the wrong house so could you please leave through the way you came," she murmured loud enough for her to hear, taking a step back reaching for something to grab as the lady took another step into her room.

"No. I appear to be in the right house," she spoke calmly, the twitch of her smile of her lips as she stepped closer to the freaked out, younger and shorter female in front of her.

"Well, you're unnerving," sheepishly, she grabbed her controller and threw it as hard as she could at the woman... But it didn't go far because of the cable that connected it to the Xbox. "... That... That was supposed to hit you," Scarlet bit her lip with a small nervous smile, taking a step back towards her television but she took a closer look at the woman in front of her, seeing the tattoos across her left arm, the switch finally clicking in her head. "Wait... You're a cosplayer?"

With a small frown, she stepped forwards but paused when the 'fake' tattoos glowed an eerily pale blue as the woman grabbed her by her shoulders, shoving her backwards against her TV. The pain of the top of it hitting her head made her see stars for a moment, but the pain of the rest of it didn't come as she tripped over her controller wires.

Suddenly, her vision faded to black with specks, almost like computer snow and the ear bursting sound of static entered her head. It was so loud, she was almost positive it had momentarily deafened her but the pop they gave out as the pressure changed was enough to remind her she was not dead... Which was a bad thing since it was causing her so much pain being able to hear.

"Crap... That hurts. That really-really-really-reeaaaaally hurts. Like, all the ow," she cursed while gripping the back of her head, unintentionally opening the water bottle she had been holding the entire time without realising it. "Damn- it?" her voice paused halfway through talking as she didn't feel the running of water over her head.

Slowly cracking one eye open, she noticed the pale blue walls of her bedroom were replaced with a steely grey of well- metal. Her heart raced as she looked around, noticing the floating water behind her, casually gliding past her towards the doors by her side. She stared. Hard.

Looking down to the freaking floor she wasn't even touching before trying her best to touch it. The feeling of floating was too foreign and she hated it but she knew panicking and yelling would attract unwanted attention.

'Did I pass out from hitting my head or something? Oh, my God-fearing fuck is going on?' She questioned everything. Absolutely everything. Nothing was making sense. The lack of gravity made her wonder if she was even on Earth or if someone was pulling a cruel-cruel sick joke on her right now.

It was her birthday- and she wouldn't put it past her sisters to fuck with her mind with the help of their easy-going Uncle Lee.

All of a sudden- the gravity made a surprise appearance; metaphysically and literally, knocking the air out of her as she came crashing down onto the metal floor below her as well as half a bottle of water hitting her in the back of the head. Finally. A small groan escaped her as she reached back, rubbing the back of her head while sitting up. The numbing feeling in the back of her skull confirmed she had hit it pretty hard falling, seeing as she only fell above five-foot from the air!

"Uggghhh, I hate everything," she cursed while standing up from the floor, a chill traveling up her spine as she recognised absolutely nothing. Even the ceiling was different as it had panelling and a small light which felt like it was practically baking her from the outside in.

She froze, hearing loud grunting and yelling from the connecting room. "Shiiiiit," she whispered, looking around for some sort of hiding place but it was a very empty room with only a now empty water bottle rolling around in it.

'I'm screwed. I'm so very screwed. OH God,' she panicked, jumping to her feet pushing the head rush to the side as the sound of hesitant feet approached the door. Now there was a mixture of panic and fear filling her body as the footsteps stopped outside the room she was in.

The door opened, nearly giving her a heart attack as the man who opened it pointed a bright, red shotgun at her with a look of caution across his rugged good-looking face and mixed pretty eyes.

She stared.

He stared.

Neither set of eyes drifting apart from one another while she raised both of her hands to show she had no weapons. After all, who the fuck messes with a guy holding a huge shotgun pointed straight at you?

Scarlet was smart enough to know not to mess with someone with a gun. Let alone a gun bigger than her head.

"..."

It felt like hours but it was more like moments, the two stared at one another, till the frown that was tugging on her lips finally made its way into her face.

"... Hi?"

Now... She was a little confused by what this was. Was this a kidnapping or something? Because this guy looked so confused by her appearance. Just what was going on?

"Err- hello?" He sounded equally confused as she did, lowering his weapon as he gave her a look over while Scarlet did the same. A jacket, tee shirt, jeans and boots?

Wait... She knew that outfit.

Wait a moment.

Commandant Steel...

Borderlands.

"What's a cute lil' thing like you... Doing on my ship," he questioned, a small nervous smile on his lips as she looked down at herself.

Wait a moment... Wait. One. Moment.

Where did her shorts and shirt go?

A blush ran across her cheeks and to her ears as she covered her stomach, squeaking as the amount of clothes she had was- just, embarrassing! A red crop top with the bright, yellow words 'Borderlands' written in its iconic front. Match those with yellow mini skirt, ripped tights and old, red and white sneakers that were so comfortable she couldn't believe they weren't hers.

"These clothes aren't mine! I mean, I'm wearing them but they- they aren't mine!" she stuttered, nervously looking up to the hot guy as he merely blinked, staring at her. She blushed, more. "Please don't look!" he jolted, looking away at the wall while she tried to tug the skirt down her thighs as it was too damn high; they didn't even go past her fingertips.

Who put these on her? Who the hell changed her? She glanced down to the floor, catching sight of the water bottle which had previously smacked hard into the back of the head. Pushing the anxiety to the side, she looked back to the deviously handsome man.

"Where am I?" she questioned, hearing random yells from behind them down the hallway, one being very familiar and... Annoying.

"We are- umm- we just landed in Helios Space station. It's pretty, just like- "

"We get it. You're Jack. Alright," she snapped back by instinct, pausing when he stared hard and her mind went straight to her Amino group. That was her reaction each time her and her online friends called on Skype- and her friend Lucile also known as Timothy tried to act like Jack, them all roleplaying as different characters. She was Athena most of the time since her best friend was Springs. The other times, she was Tiny Tina.

"Um... Sorry?" she asked, giving him a slight head tilt when his face dropped at her words, sighing and giving his head a small shake.

Timothy. This was Timothy. Did she hit her head harder than she thought earlier?

"N-No no it's umm... It's fine. Really. I'm new at this. Have you err... Met Jack before?" he asked, moving to the side to let her past. She smiled back, walking past him. Both of them pausing in the hallway when a loud alarm of Dahl attacking the base was heard outside the ship. She bit her lip nervously.

"Not officially... No," it wasn't like she could meet him and go 'Hey Jackie! I'm Scarlet and I killed you once in a game! Nice to meet you.' Yeah, that topic would go well over tea. "I'm a bit of a fan of his wo... to," she followed after the man who stopped in the middle of the hall and handed her a small pistol, making her pause in her words. "Oh. Thank you?"

Right. Helios Station but did that mean... This was the-?

"What's taking so long back there? Move your butt before I give you another hole back there!" Scarlet froze, looking to Timothy who only glanced at her in confusing. Yeah. Nisha scared her. Nisha scared her a lot. That cowgirl scared her shitless.

"Can I use you as a meat shield? Please? Pretty please?" she asked, giving the taller man her best baby voice with puppy eyes. Timothy looked between the hallway and her, looking more than just a little awkward by her sudden request.

"Sure... That's what hero's do."

"Keep trying Hun," giving the man a small push on the bottom of his back, letting him walk on his own after the first couple of steps. After a moment of silent walking, he glanced back to her. "What?"

"I didn't get your name," he pointed out, putting his shotgun back onto his back with a phase of... Something. It was amazing to watch in-person, giving her so many questions about how they really worked.

Like how he put the shotgun on his back with a phase. Did the Echo go by mind or electronic or... Wait. They hadn't been given their Echos yet. It took a moment for the question to pass through her mind, her green eyes darting to his as she stressed out a smile at how close she was towards one of her top characters. She wanted to hug the adorable nerd so much but she knew she'd probably freak him out if she randomly hugged him, announcing to the world that he was the cutest geek alive.

"Scarlett," she paused, tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear. Feeling the back of her ear, she reminded herself that she needed to get her ears pierced for the first time, sooner or later. "And yours?"

"The name's Jack b-" he paused in speech, glancing down to the shorter girl who merely shook her head at him as he debated adding more to fill the persona of Jack he was trying to fulfil. Which, he needed a lot of work on in her opinion; having been a Hyperion fangirl for the last four years of her life.

Before he could ask another question, the spacecraft rocked sideways. Instantly, she gripped the walls for anything to steady herself with as it shook again. The double flinched when a loud crash was heard near the crews' seating area, the swears of his teammate reminding him of them being only mere meters away. "Ah crap," he cursed, pushing past the nausea of the falling ship to pull open the broken door to the shuttle's main room.

Seconds after the door slid open, the entrance to the craft collapsed and dropped down taking most of the members of it with it. Scar tripped onto the frame of the door with a sharp 'ugh!' as the rusty metal left light marks on her knees. Almost certain of the future bruises, she glanced down to the hole in the... Well, side of the spaceship.

She had to force back a giggle at how all of the vault hunters had landed on top of one another, Timothy being on the very top as he was the last through the door into the room. It was a thoroughly amazing sight to behold. Even though she was being as careful as possible as she jumped the gap between spaceship and ground, she ended up doing a small barrel roll into the mess of hunters, right into the Fragtrap unit of the bunch.

"Sorry, sorry," she murmured, pulling herself to her feet slowly before assisting the poor robot.

It responded with a simple "Thanks tiny human!" before the other CP, the one that showed up at the starting scene came over to them all, waiting for them to gather their wits. She was grateful no one had questioned her sudden appearance yet.

Unable to stop her giggles, she released them as the other hunters started to pick themselves up as the other ClapTrap started talking, all of their expressions dipping ever the slightest.

"Helloo, Vault Hunters! And, thank you for answering Hyperion's summons," he spoke, making her chuckle slightly beside the FragTrap, she knew she was the odd person there. She wasn't meant to be there. She had a pistol without ammo in hand now, thanks to Tim hearing the Dahl announcement but now the fear of actually having to use it entered her mind.

Did she know how to use a gun? Of course not! She was British, and guns were illegal where she was from.

"Unfortunately, the Helios Space Station is currently under attack by insane Dahl Military forces! Please, take these Echo devices," she paused when he started handing them out to everyone, shocked when he handed one to her as well. She was- err, not expecting to be given one. At all.

"… You sure you want to give me this," she asked, looking deeply at the Echo before back to the Claptrap who only laughed at her. Okay... she liking them a little less now.

"No time for questions tiny hunter! Now, Follow me!" He turned on his wheels, heading away from the hunters as they all seemed to glance to one another, their gaze pausing on Scarlet longer than the rest.

Most of them were wondering what a girl of this height, physically strength and... well, lack of skill was doing here on a Space Station in the first place. Truthfully, even she didn't know what the hell she was doing here. She was just going with the flow till someone or something told her what the hell happened back in her room.

"I can take you to your contractor liaison!" It yelled, wheeling off while everyone walked after it. She was surprised by their lack of fucks given towards the guy who was paying them.

The young woman chuckled slightly while glancing back to the crashed rocket, staying by Tim's side as she was scared- well, not scared. But more like, she feared what they would do to her if they decided they didn't like her.

Or need her.

Or thought things would be easier if she was dead.

For Nisha, she already made it somewhat known to Tim that she was scared of her.

Wilhelm, she actually held a certain fondness for (he made her laugh).

And Athena, she respected her. A lot. She had played Tales countless times before this, finding her amazing along with Springs- even before Tales she liked Springs. Her crazy habits were weird and cute.

"Neat rocket!" The Claptrap yelled back to the group, pulling her out of her thoughts with a glance to the robot as she couldn't help but stare at the vault hunters beside her.

She wondered where Sir Hammerlock's sister was. The only reason she could think of for her not being here was because she didn't install her DLC on the Xbox. She had her on her PC sure, but the Xbox didn't have the memory for her.

"Landing coulda used some work, but A for effort," she couldn't stop the giggle as she glanced back to the rocket; yep, it was a wreck. She completely agreed with the robot although the spacecraft was actually on a set course, something they didn't fly themselves. Although giving the guys a small comment wouldn't be so bad.

"Too bad it didn't explode," Nisha added and like that, she was keeping her mouth shut.

Glancing to the cowgirl beside her, she caught onto the staring which made Scar quickly look away like she wasn't staring. Because pissing off a woman with two pistols strapped to her thighs was a recipe for disaster.

"If it did, we would be all dead," Athena gave Nisha a glare at her comment, something she gave straight back without hesitantion. Tim had moved himself more behind Wilhelm, Scarlet following his example of hiding from the two women.

"What? Got somethin' against explosions, Athena?" Unsure of what to do, she glanced from Timothy and Wilhelm for some sort of sign of what to do.

They didn't give her anything, but continued walking after the Claptrap without even glancing to the two girls practically sizing each other up as they walked side-by-side. This wasn't in the game!? Scar was unsure if this was canon or her mind making up shit. She was panicked, yes but she wasn't going to show it just yet.

She stuffed her gun into her belt for now which instantly materialized some sort of holder for it. She was already loving this dream even more.

"No. But I have everything against dying."

"Sorry about the mess – things got really hairy once the Lost Legion attacked!" Claptrap back yelled at the group, making Scarlet hurry up after him in front of the gang, not enough to open the automatic door but enough for Athena and Nisha to not slow down to argue more. The aura they were both giving off was scary to her, being a normal person but to Tim and Wilhelm... and Fragtrap. They didn't take any notice of it.

"You don't say," Scar gave the robot a smile while passing each loader bot, unable to keep a grin off of her lips at how tall they were as well as how... advanced they were. Compared to Earth, these things were absolutely top of the top.

She had to pull herself away from the ones around her as the urge to study them grew. She loved technology, taking a programming course in college for the pure interest of keeping up to date with what her world was currently studying and making. For as long as she could remember, anything new or weird always caught her attention. Especially the technology around her which you couldn't explain without being an expert in it.

She only got across the landing platform before her dreams of not being fully noticed broke, tripping over a broken piece of a loader bot as Nisha spoke.

"Who's the shortie anyway?"

She instantly knew they were talking about her, being only five-foot-three without wearing any heels like she normally did.

She paused as she balanced herself from falling, glancing back to the group who had stopped to stare at her, completely disregarding their employer's status at the moment. Hell, they didn't know he was being shot at but Scar knew. Of course, she knew, she knew so much information about Handsome Jack that normal fans hadn't paid attention to. Like how he had a borderline personality disorder... well, would have. Later of course.

When they didn't continue walking but rather continued to stare at her expectantly, the feeling of 'oh shit' grew in her stomach. Mainly because of the expressions Athena and Nisha wore, while the men of the group simply gave up waiting and continued walking after the Claptrap unit.

"Does it matter?" Wilhelm yelled back to the three women, without a second glance as he stopped at the CP unit who was trying to open the door. "Hurry up. If he dies I don't get paid," a giggle escaped the shortest girl as he said that, quickly glancing to the women who were still staring at her with almost death daggers.

"I er-," she paused with a small smile, waving. "I'm Scarlet. Hi. Let's kick ass. Bye," after saying that, she followed the men out the now open door as panic flushed through her- but not without grabbing some pistol ammo from the loot boxes along the way.

Scarlett had a feeling that if the Dahl fighters didn't kill her, Athena and Nisha would make a temporary alliance to off her instead. She had a feeling the latter was going to happen first.

Rushing down the long hallway with Wilhelm and Timothy right in front of her, Fragtrap by her side she couldn't help but smile as the dream she was almost positive she was dreaming. It was so, so realistic. She was enjoying it a lot- although the idea of being shot was not a pleasant one. When the loader bot took a dive right in front of them, she couldn't help but giggle.

"It isn't nice to laugh at someone's pain!" Fragtrap scolded her, making her shut her mouth. She had completely forgotten that the robots could feel pain apparently. In slow motion with great intensity. When they got through the door, she couldn't help but glance to the fallen robot, her mouth tugging into a smile at how weird it looked.

"The Lost Legion are REALLY making a mess of this place!" The CP unit yelled as Wilhelm and Timothy immediately took positions behind the sighs for cover. Unsure, she hid behind the one by Timothy, grabbing her pistol as she shrunk down against the sign when a bullet hit the other side of it. "SAAAVE MEEE!"

"Oh shit. Oh shit," she cursed, glancing to Timothy as he only offered her a smile before shooting over with another pistol he just so happened to have on hand.

"If it helps, it's my first time being shot at too," he cheered, cringing when the guy's face he shot exploded before dropping.

"No. No, it really doesn't," she frowned while glancing over the sign, raising a brow as Wilhelm and Nisha were going full charge into the area taking down every man that got in their way. Tim and Scarlet exchanged looks at this, standing up as the enemy was cleared out just as Athena was walking in with her arms crossed, a single glance to the two who were recently on the floor.

"Don't waste your bullets. Let the trigger-happy idiot waste theirs first," she spoke, glancing to Fragtrap who was taking all of the ammo around them for himself, although he had yet to shoot a single bullet.

After another exchanging of glances between the two hunter newbies, they headed after the CP unit as he cheered.

"You saved me! We have to get to the moonshot supply control room and get to Jack!" He yelled, heading for the door with glee. Scarlett stared at the door, quickly taking cover at the bottom of the incline. "He loves me!" She already knew what was going to happen when he opened the door. She took position like she would do in the game, although the feeling of panic was still rushing through her veins.

"Errr- what are you doing?" Timothy asked, standing beside her as the others only glanced and carried on walking. Scar offered him a glance while mentioning for him to get beside her. Hesitantly, he knelt down her with his gun ready, copying her actions as she pointed it at the door just above the CP unit. "But seriously. What are you doing?"

"Give it a moment," she hissed as the others only rolled their eyes at her actions, standing by the unit as he started opening the door.

"The Lost Legion musta killed this one. People think robots can't feel pain, but we actually feel it in slow motion, with great intensity!" She readied her gun better, using the floor to steady herself as she lied down. Tim was unsure if he should copy her movements till she glanced to him.

"Aim a little higher. Higher. Higher. High- there!" She grinned as she directed him. He only looked confused as he aimed at the door.

"What are you-?"

"This robot died in horrific agon- WAOOOOH!" The CP unit screamed when bullets flew into and around him. The gladiator, law bringer, enforcer and the mistake all dived out of the way. Before they could even draw out their guns, Timothy had shot the ones in front of them dead. Scarlet finishing off the last man with a cringe as the sound of death was loud. And well, graphic. And let's not forget gory.

"Ew. All the ew," she spoke, shaking her head as she stood up and dusted herself off. She was thankfully she hadn't gotten blood on herself yet unlike Wilhelm and Nisha. They reminded her of a five-year old's art project. Just a ton of splatters. "God, I can never get used to that sound," she murmured to herself while Timothy stumbled to his feet, turning to her with a surprised expression. Like everyone else who watched the scene.

"How did you-?"

"Did that claptrap die?" Jack spoke over their Echos, combining into one voice from all angles sending an involuntary shiver up her spine. A reaction Timothy's mimicked voice didn't give her surprisingly. "Ha. That's awesome! Hey, you guys the Vault Hunters I hired?" He asked over the com, everyone's eyes still on Scarlett who was feeling more and more awkward as the seconds went by.

"You're shittin' me," Nisha spoke first, a glare directed at the skinny, short girl who only frowned meekly at her look. "This kid's a Vault Hunter too?"

"Never judge a book by its cover, they say," Athena broke the awkward atmosphere, stepping ahead of the others. Wilhelm grunted in what she guessed was agreement, while following after her. Nisha only gave her one last look before trailing after the two. Fragtrap only cheered.

"Why do I get the feeling she doesn't like me," Scar questioned Timothy as she walked beside him slowly, rubbing her arm shyly while taking her Echo from her pocket as the others spoke over it to confirm themselves. Jack quickly chiming back when he heard their introduction. Her own face screwing up in detest when Jack spoke back to Nisha in such a cringey way. Tim only seemed disturbed at Jack's reaction to his voice and how sexy it was.

"Yeaaaah. I was getting that feelin' too," she dropped her head in defeat at his agreement, staring at the com as it was her turn.

"Umm- Scarlet here. Not sure what I'm doing here so I'd like to properly speak to you when you're not getting' shot at," she spoke quickly into her own Echo, ignoring the glances the others cast over their shoulders at her.

"Yeah, gotcha cupcake. Just gotta- aww shit!"

When the doors opened, they spotted Jack stumble to the ground behind his control panel.

"Help! Lots of Help! I got no idea who these asshole troops are or why they've got a murder-on for this space station- but they've got me pinned!" He stood up, firing at the men while the others dived and ducked behind the signs overlooking the panels. Scar quickly followed after Timothy and Athena on the left but instantly regretted it when she remembered how the stolen jet came in with more from the left.

Shit.

"We should save him, right?" Scar asked, looking to Athena who sighed at the scene watching Jack go flying onto the floor by receiving a solid punch to the cheek. Pulling her hand to her nose.

"I suppose we should."

"Yeaaaah. Let's- err, let's do that," Timothy added on, smiling uneasily watching Nisha and Wilhelm come flying past them in order to kill the members of the Dahl worriers. The only semi-normal person in the room shivered, holding the pistol at arm's length like she was shown by the others- well not shown, but watched the others fight.

"Let's um- yeah. Do this? That didn't sound near as cool as I thought it would."

"Let's just get this over with already," the gladiator growled, running ahead while Timothy nervously chuckled, following after her over to Jack while the two blood thirsty fighters went after the jet. Scar could feel the sweat starting to gather at the back of her neck.

"Oh, this is going to end horribly."


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I'll be leaving a question here for you guys to answer and you're more than welcome to leave a question at the end of your review. I just might ask it to everyone and answer it myself next chapter!

My first question is: If you could be born on Pandora, would you? If so, or if not, give your reason why.

Answer: I would not, mainly because with my gullible nature (I will probably believe anything you tell me XD) I would die before I'm even four, without a doubt. Or eaten by a Skag because for some reason, I find them so damn cute!

Until next time guys! ;)