A tale from the Borderlands

by lordsandmoose

Set in an AU where tiny Tina has a brother. How will the vault hunters lives be changed if Tina had an equally psychotic brother? will it be the same? will there be small differences? or... will everything change? This story is basically the same as the plot of borderlands with minor things changed to accommodate the OC... as well as the Prelude of stories to come

1. The tale begins

A/N what is up guys? this is my first story in my series. Actully, it's my first story ever... anyway, I should make it known that I do not own borderlands... much as I wish I did. The only thing I own is the OC. Another note; a lot of things won't make sense in this story, and that's my plan. My future stories should help explain any questions you have... welp, without any further delay, I present to you, the pilot chapter. enjoy.

A Tale from the Borderlands

Chapter one

"NO, please don't!" Tiny Tina pleaded as she backed against a wall. "please, i beg you, don't come any closer!" the bandit who had her cornered simply grined.

"what's wrong little one? you scared or sumthin?"

"no." tina replied bluntly. "i'm not scared OF you, but more FOR you." the bandit cocked his head to the side.

"what? why?"

"well..." tina's words were cut off by the blood curdling scream the bandit let off. this was due to the fact that someone had punched a hole into his chest and was now holding his still-beating heart. the bandit dropped to the ground and groaned in pain as his precious life blood escaped his body. As he laid there on the ground, he looked up to see a child no older than tina holding his heart.

"This is what you get for messing with my little sister."

INTRODUCTION ALERT

Michael, as: the "big" brother. or as Tina would say, overprotective asshole.

The bandit took one last breath before he was releaced from this mortal coil. Afterwhich, Michael crushed the heart in his hand, not caring if he got blood on himself.

"Don't call me your little sister. we're born at the same time." Tina complained.

"That's true." Michael replied, wiping blood off his face. "But you always call me overprotective, and big brothers are portrayed as overprotective, QED, I'm your big brother." He said with a smirk. They got into a small argument over the matter until Tina said,

"But you're not! We're the same age!" She yelled with crossed arms. Michael raised his hands defensively.

"Alright, alright. If yiu say so... little sis." He added the last part quickly as he bolted away from a now-enraged Tina.

"Hey! Get back here you! You'll pay for that! Get back here so I can cram some dynamite down your throat!" With that threat, she chased after her brother.