Just a one-shot I felt like writing for Anarchy Reigns, which is an awesome game by the way, about the Baron and Mathilda. I may write more of these but for now, here you go. I don't own Anarchy Reigns or these characters. Now enjoy?
Why did she stick with him? That was a question Mathilda asked herself every now and again. On this occasion, she was thinking about it as she was bashing a mutant to a pulp with Iron Maiden. Mathilda and her partner, the Blacker Baron, were after another mark, a crazed bomber with a nice price on his head. But when they'd cornered him, he'd released a few captive mutants to kill them. However when you were a Chaser in this day and age, you knew how to handle mutants. With one final blow, Mathilda smashed the mutant's face in and in one swift motion; she deactivated Iron Maiden and put it back around her waist.
"Damn girl! You really fucked up that mutant bitch didn't you?" Mathilda turned to the Baron who had his usual smug grin as he wiped mutant flesh and blood off of his Super Sexy Fists of Fire. Mathilda gave him a smile and a nod, but still the question hung on her mind. Why had she stuck with the Baron throughout her Chaser career? It made sense back when she'd began, after all it was the bishop of blood and carnage who'd recruited Mathilda to become a Chaser. She'd shown an ability to handle herself in the anarchic streets of Altambra, but the Baron had taught her how to be a Chaser and refined her skills. Thus, Mathilda had become very skilled in her job, extremely skilled as a matter of fact. She was sure she could take down most of the marks she and the Baron had brought in on her own. If she were to strike out on her own, Mathilda could probably make much more dinar on her own. So it wasn't because she needed a partner: in fact she could do better for herself without the Baron.
"Yo Mathilda! We gonna lose this motha fucka! Come on!" Mathilda was snapped out of her thoughts and realized that the Baron was right. She followed him as he ran down the passage their mark had fled through after two of his mutants had been killed. As they ran, Mathilda started thinking about her question again. The next possible answer was probably the one most people jumped to, their sexual relationship. Mathilda and the Baron had "been" with each other quite a few times and she wouldn't deny that he was an excellent partner. As well as being quite "well-endowed", and having plenty of knowledge and experience, the Baron gave just as much as he received and Mathilda had never been left unsatisfied. But still, she certainly wasn't limited to him, she knew she was one hot bitch and could have almost anybody she wanted. In fact, after their first time, Mathilda and the Baron had made it clear that theirs was not a binding relationship and they'd both made use of that fact quite a few times during their partnership.
Mathilda put her mental debate on hold as she and the Baron burst through a set of doors to the outside. They found their mark trying to run, accompanied by a pack of Killseekers. Realizing they were cornered, they made to attack the two Chasers, but Mathilda and the Baron smirked and easily sheered through the thugs. As she dealt with the Killseekers, Mathilda found herself thinking about her question again. But this time, she felt she was starting to move in the right direction as she realized that whenever she was intimate with the Baron, she felt something else, something she lacked when with others. Mathilda tried to figure out what this was, eager to finally have an answer. But as she started to realize what it was, it made less and less sense. The feeling Mathilda had when with the Baron was a one of… attachment? She wasn't attached to him outside of as a business partner. After all she laughed at his expense at every opportunity and when the Baron got in a fight, Mathilda made him fight on his own. Clearly the adrenaline was keeping her from thinking straight. But then there were those times when she was in danger or even hurt. The Baron had always rushed to her side and always seemed to try and impress her. It was even kinda cute…
At that moment, Mathilda realized she hadn't been paying attention and noticed an explosive flying through the air at her, thrown by their mark. Mathilda leapt out of the way too late and managed to avoid most of the blast, but some shrapnel from it pierced her arm and cut her side. She stumbled to the ground and mentally cursed herself for her own stupidity.
"Mathilda!" She turned over slightly to see the Baron running to her side and he gently helped her sit up slightly. "You okay baby?"
Mathilda was about to nod, their mark interrupted, "Yeah, I got your whore Chaser! Come here so I can blow you to bits!"
The Baron was still for a moment, then set Mathilda back down and looked up at the bomber, his cyborg eyes glowing red. "Motha fucka, ya made a big. Fuckin'. Mistake. You just pissed off the Baron. And now, you bout to feel the mother of all pimphands!" With that, the Baron ran at the bomber with speed Mathilda hadn't even realized he was capable of. Realizing the pain that was about to come his way, the bomber tried to throw another explosive at the Baron, but he just smacked it away midstride. He then activated his fists, engulfing them in flame, and wound up his fist, before driving it home into the bomber's face. He was sent flying up into the air, but the Baron wasn't done. He jumped up after the mark, brought his hands together, and swung them down on the bomber, smashing him down into the ground with an impact so powerful, Mathilda actually felt it slightly. The Baron landed and shook out his fists, saying, "Aw yeah bitch! That's how the Blacker Baron does business!"
Mathilda was slightly awed at the fact that the Baron had shown such anger at her getting hurt slightly. And moreover, she was surprised by how much it touched her. But as the Baron turned back to her, she shook her head, not wanting him to see her cool façade broken. This proved in vain as the Baron picked her up bridal style and Mathilda blushed slightly, "You don't need to…"
"Aw, don't say anything baby." Said the Baron, "Just let the Baron take care of you." He then leaned down and kissed her. Mathilda cheeks flushed for the second time in a minute, but before she could get her bearings back, the Baron pulled away. He walked over to their mark, who'd managed to just barely survive the Baron's assault thanks to some armor he was wearing, most likely to defend against bomb blasts. The Baron shifted his hold on Mathilda so that she was leaning against his arm and picked up the mark, which he threw over his shoulder. "Now Mathilda baby, let's go to Milvallen and get our money."
At that moment, Mathilda wrapped her arms around the Baron's neck and pulled him in for a kiss, deeper than the one he'd given her earlier. He was surprised at first, but quickly got into it. After quite some time, Mathilda pulled away and the Baron smirked. "Can't resist the Baron, even when we're out a mission, huh baby?"
This comment earned him a slight smack upside the head from Mathilda. "Just get me out of here pea brain. I need to rest." She started pulling out the shrapnel shards in her arm, hissing in pain as she did so.
The Baron chuckled and started walking as he said, "A little of the Baron's TLC will make you feel all better." He accentuated the "TLC" by giving Mathilda's rear a squeeze and she let out a slight noise of surprise, before smirking and leaning against the Baron, having finally gotten her answer as to why she stuck with him. Yes, she loved the Baron, but there was no need to admit it out loud. And she would stay with him as long as she did.