Krieg approached Jay, bending slightly, making her move away. "Stay away from me!" she yelled as he grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet. He kept a tight grasp and looked at it. Her heart raced in her chest while struggling to get free. He scanned it from shoulder to fingertip where he noticed the blue tattoo peeking out from under the cut-off finger of her glove. What pulled his curiosity was the red, burnt looking skin that the tattoo seemed to glow through.

She yanked her arm from him, gritting her teeth. "There's this thing called 'personal space'! I don't know if you understand that concept, but it's where you keep a certain distance away from someone instead of grabbing all over like you own them!" she sniffled and wiped the wetness from her eyes.

She moved towards him, "here, let me show you!" she stood on the balls of her feet and reached up to grab at his mask. Just as she was about to flip it off of his face, he pushed it back into place and knocked her back just hard enough that she wasn't as close to him.

She rubbed the area of her arm that he had his hand around as the skin started to feel sore from the pressure. "See? Not so pleasant, now is it?" she sighed, turning her back to him.

I'm just as curious as you, give her time. But I see you're not too fond of her holding her own against you, hm? "shut up!" he took his own fist to his skull.

Jay turned, not sure what he was up to this time. She watched as he beat on himself until blood dripped from his skin. In a way she felt bad.

"It hurts!" he yelled, but would laugh like he enjoyed it.

"Didn't I tell you to stop that earlier?" she said softly, the adrenaline inside of her losing it's effect. She swallowed hard, shakily reaching out to touch his arm.

The feeling of her gentle hand on him grabbed him from his inner conflict. He breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling as he looked at her hand. She swallowed, retracting her arm quickly and shaking her head.

"My meat is unused to the sensation of your silky skeleton coat!" for the first time in a while she cracked a small smile. She never thought you could use morbid vocabulary in the way that he just did.

"Yeah, well, don't get used to it." she looked at him, actually taking him in visually for the first time. Her eyes traveled from the large width of his shoulders, following the deep contours of his abdominals to his prominent, and very noticable, v-lines. Her stomach formed a knot when she reached the belt of his pants. She didn't realize she was biting her lip until she let out a breath.

You might have a chance. Look, she's checking us out.

"Shit.."she whispered to herself. Her cheeks became flush as she made eye contact with him.

"Your face is pooling with blood," he pointed out, making her feel even more anxious.

"S-so, if you would like to accompany me to Sanctuary, I'm fine with that," she blurted out, changing the subject in hopes that he would move on too. Her change of mind made her seem bi-polar, but she had a new feeling inside. It wouldn't hurt to have him around. She might be out here for days and end up dead without help.

"But my one rule is that you don't touch me, and I won't touch you," she nodded to his mask while holding her arm.

The two walked non-stop for a couple of hours. Krieg blurted out his psycho rambles most of the time and Jay would try to decode it to occupy her own mind. A lot of it was questionable, but sometimes she would understand what he was saying and it was rather sad underneath it all.

They came across a camp and she saw a side of Krieg that she hasn't fully seen, and that was his excitement to kill.

"I don't think we should go this way," Jay had a bad feeling as they inched closer and closer.

He's not going to listen now. It's too late. "I'll suck the meat from their bones while they watch.." he mumbled in a low tone, laughing maniacally and shaking out his muscles as he readied his buzz axe for a bloodfest.

Coming this way was a bad idea. You're putting her in danger and you know it. His sanity always tried to get him to overcome the desperate urges to kill. Each time he failed.

The thing is, the danger isn't what they're walking into, it's him. Yeah, he likes Jay in ways he's never felt before, but will it matter when he's in a rage?

She watched in horror as he entered the camp, slaughtering everyone and everything in his path. Gunshots filled the air, making her look in any direction. She stood stupidly in plain sight where she was an open target for anything. A Marauder high up on a deck noticed her, aiming right at her as she stood oblivious to his action. He pulled the trigger, hitting her in the leg. She fell to the ground and yelped in pain, gaining the attention of Krieg. She cried out and held onto her increasingly bloody thigh.

She tried her best to drag herself behind a large barricade that was just a few feet away. She got behind it, cursing to herself in pain and wondering why she stood there like an idiot. When she looked around the edge, she saw Krieg coming towards her. He was so focused on getting to her that he became sloppy, passing near an explosive barrel that a Marauder took advantage of. They shot the barrel, setting it off in a huge explosion that sent Krieg to the ground.

"No. No, no," she panicked when he didn't get up. If they were going to make it out alive, then she needed to act fast.

I can't do this, she told herself. "Krieg?!" she called out. Nothing. Gunshots whizzed by her, making her realize that she was now their focus. He's going to die if I don't do something..

She took a deep breath and came out from the safety of the barricade, putting her pain to the back of her mind. She had trouble kickstarting her power. Come on! She looked at his body on the ground and it became easy for her to focus. Her tattoos glowed a bright blue.

Every barrel exploded around her, killing any enemy close to them. The ones left standing slowly started to scream, dropping their weapons while they were burning from the inside out. Blood popped from every hole in their body, followed by smoke. They dropped like flies, one by one until no one was left.

Although it was over, she still found herself starting fires around her.

"Stop.." she told herself, closing her eyes. When it didn't work she grew angry. "Stop!" she yelled, the flames around her died in a quick gust and she dropped to her knees. She felt like every ounce of energy was taken from her.

"Krieg?" she managed to crawl to him. "Krieg," she shook him for a moment before his eye shot open and he grabbed hold of her neck.

"The pain! It's pulsating through my veins.. and I love it!" he was blinded by his rage, and she could feel herself slipping from reality. "K-" she squeeled from the pain, "K-Kri!" his hand let go and she tumbled over, gasping for air.

Thanks for the follows, faves and reviews. In reply to a review, I have read some fics where Krieg just was not Krieg at all, even with the psycho babble and inner intellect involved. I guess that's where my fear of messing his character up stemmed from.

Other than that, hope any readers enjoyed and don't forget to leave a review!