Handsome Jack…

The name seemed to run through Rhys' mind more often than not now that the sarcastic AI was implanted into his brain.

He thought it would be cool to have the person he was practically obsessed with live in his head with him. When Professor Nakayama suggested he be the one to carry the AI he practically jumped at the opportunity. But now… now he was regretting it with every fiber of his being.

"Hey, Cupcake… Do you know how fucking hot you look right now?"

Rhys jolted from his slumber, sitting up straight with beads of sweat gathered at his brow. He felt his clothes were damp as he ripped the covers off of his body. He looked around breathing heavily, his heart pounding in his chest. He was at home, in his plain Hyperion room with little to no furniture besides his bed, his side table, and the already built in TV. His eyes finally fell on the semi in his briefs and sighed.

"Fuck…" He cursed under his breath, rubbing at his cock through his briefs to settle it. He let out a sigh as he allowed his head to fall back on the pillows.

It was only a dream.

Rhys had been having a string of strange dreams that only seemed to get weirder and weirder. They were mostly about his past. About the old flings that the lanky man use to have along with all the whoring around he did in high school. They never really feel like dreams, more like he was reliving the actual memory. But this dream one was the worst one yet.

He was in Handsome Jack's office, but it wasn't what it was now. It was older, more modern and less Hyperion Overlord. There were people there, he had never met them before, but they sure as hell knew who he was.

In this dream he was in the Hyperion President's office, shoving people that looked like scientists into a 'secret escape pod' but he knew full well that it wasn't an escape pod. It wasn't long before he was pressing a button and blasting the poor scientists into the vast darkness of space. The feeling in his chest was nothing close to guilt. He felt good, almost to the point of pleasure, and that terrified him.

"How did it feel, kiddo?"

Rhys jumped, almost smacking his head into his headboard. He put a hand on his chest, feeling his heart race. "D-Damn it, Jack! Can you stop doing that? If I die from a heart attack you know you'll be gone too, right?"

Jack's hologram figure stood at the foot of Rhys' bed, his arms crossed. "Watch the language." Jack growled. The hologram ran his hands through his pixilated hair, calming himself. "Sorry, kiddo. It's not like I can just knock."

Rhys gave a small grunt and sat up again, looking over to his side table for the time.

3:17am.

Jack looked at Rhys expectantly. It took a second for him to realize Jack had asked him a question earlier. "How did what feel, Jack?" His tone was somewhat annoyed but Jack brushed it off like nothing.

"How did it feel to kill some seriously shitty people? I remember that day just like it was yesterday. To be honest, watching YOU launch those guys into space gave me such a hard-on. Well… I mean it would have if I had a functioning dick. I'm just a hologram." Jack barked out a sarcastic laugh at his last comment but Rhys didn't seem to find it very funny.

"Wait... That was your memory?" Rhys questioned in shock. Jack walked, or more like floated over to Rhys, his head high and chest out.

"Yeup. That was the day I realized how great it felt to kill people who pissed me off. Let me tell ya, after I pushed that button I felt like a whole new man." Jack looked off into the distance like it was a memory worth remembering. A new man, Huh? Well, duh. You turned from a regular guy into a murderer. "Hmmm… I wouldn't say 'murderer' more like I rid the world of the bad guys." Jack winked. Rhys' thoughts didn't go unheard by the deceased Hyperion President, and for that he cursed himself for. He always forgets that Jack can hear his thoughts just like they were his own.

"So you're calling yourself a hero?" Rhys asked, slight distaste in his words. Jack laughed, "Isn't that what you thought I was? Ya know before you learned all the behind the scenes stuff? I did get rid of some seriously bad people, but I wooould be lying if I said I didn't kill some, ya know, innocents too."

Rhys could only shake his head. It's not like he could scold the Handsome Jack. No matter what he said those people were still dead and so was Jack. "That's some reasonable thinking cupcake." Those were Jack's last words before he disappeared once again. Rhys stood from his bed, stretching his arms above his head. There's no use in going back to sleep now, he had to be ready for work in a few hours. Instead he went to the bathroom, locking the door behind him before starting the shower. He was thankful that Jack was gracious enough to let him have this time to himself. Rhys knew Jack saw everything anyways, but he could at least pretend he had a little bit of privacy while he showered.