A/n: There will be a lot more magic involved other then a blood bond and also a little bit more indepth with a past Vaas :D

It was around midnight or perhaps a little bit after when Dahlia had woken up. The music outside had settled to a somewhat quieter sound. The music wasn't exactly soft but it was Strunk by Die Antwoord, very little gun fire could be heard, maybe the occasional handgun but no more, and no more than a single shot. Women didn't scream and slaves where silent, probably exhausted. The smell in the air of a storm coming their way lingered as Dahlia got up realizing the space next to her was empty. Sitting up on the giant cushiony bed she questioned what she was doing here, who she really was. In the dark of the night all she could see was the faint stars high above in the heavens, so far away from her touch.

With a heavy heart Dahlia stood up, she wasn't exactly tired but she wasn't exactly rested either. Perhaps it was the fact she was in a strange place with a strange man with strange people. Yes it's true she felt closer to Vaas, she loved him but she couldn't truly justify her own actions. It was like she was running on her own instincts, never truly thinking and in a lot of ways she felt similar to Vaas. Cast out by those that you love. Even if Dahlia did go back to the real world what was there for her? A sad sorry story to tell, the people she loved, her family all but dead, she had no friends, she had nothing, not even a place to truly call her own. Andrew was gone, so was his girlfriend, there was nothing left in that so called real world that Dahlia had been living.

In the dark of the night all Dahlia knew was what she had right here right now. A jungle, a tropical island to survive upon, it wasn't living but who can say that they survived in a jungle for this long? Not many people and Dahlia took that as a luxury. All her life she wanted to be like famous, she wanted to explore, to be famous for her trips, but that was just a fairy tale that had been shattered upon coming to this place. Nearby the sound of heavy footsteps alerted Dahlia that she wasn't alone as she sat up right, her head shot towards the door way as she tensed up, her eyes wide open as she felt far more awake now than ever. As the sound of the door way creaked open, the hair upon the back of her neck stood up, even on her arms and from the darkness came a strange looking Vaas. He was pale, maybe it was the darkness and little light but she could see his features where exhausted.

At first glance it was possible to have mistaken him for having been crying but upon a far more further look Dahlia could see the faint white smudge of powered upon his nostrils. He must have been coming down and taken another dosage as Dahlia relaxed a little more and looked away as the man approached and sat by her side. He was also drunk as the smell of alcohol rolled off him which then made Dahlia question how long must he have been up for?

"I almost fucking thought for a moment you were some puta." Vaas said as he joked about leaning against her with this goofy grin upon his face.

Normally she would have laughed but she didn't this time as she put her head to his and leaned in to him just as much as he was on her. It was an odd comforting sensation as Dahlia continued to look out at the dark sky wondering about everything, her mind questioning almost everything that she knew of. Even with this magic that was upon her, Vaas' probably wouldn't have a single clue, she knew he felt confused but she also didn't want to take too much of a risk thinking too hard.

"Have you been up long?' Dahlia then suddenly questioned.

Vaas didn't react with anger he just laughed, it was more of a giggle as he looked up at her and sat up properly before kissing her on the cheek. It was out of the blue and Dahlia knew he was the sort of man to have mood swings, but this wasn't just that as she turned and looked him in the eye, his green eyes capturing her once more, enslaving her mind to the beauty.

"No, but my men found a fuck load of this moonshine from those fucking Native assholes. I think I drank like a whole fucking box!" Vaas said while also sounding a tad bit confused as to how much he must have been drinking.

Well that did explain the intoxicated state he was in and considering it was moonshine it also explained that Vaas must have been a heavy drinker to smell the way he did and act. Dahlia decided to do the right thing; she didn't know why she did it as she stood up and patted Vaas to lay down. He was sloppy and started to slur something in Spanish while giving her these strange gogo eyes, he actually started to sing at one point as Dahlia tucked him into bed, a smile slowly growing upon her lips. It was actually amusing to see someone with so much power like this as Dahlia kissed Vaas on the forehead making sure he was lying on his side. She figured she would need to source out some water and maybe Panadol but before long Vaas was fast asleep. His intoxicated state having clearly worn him out as Dahlia watched him for a brief moment, he looked so calm and peaceful and Dahlia could only imagine that it was rare for him.

Reminding herself that she needed to do something, the young woman began to look around the room, she had only taken in a few glimpses of the place, but now she was here she noticed a large flat tv screen opposite from the bed, a wide range of dvd's in these blank cases that looked like they had been imported, probably pirated but what on earth was Dahlia thinking, she was surrounded by Pirates as she softly mused over that simple little fact. She herself didn't feel intoxicated but she did feel a bit off and so she figured she needed a fresh change of clothes, a nice hot shower and a bit more rest. Walking out of the bed room Dahlia found herself walking her former self's path and entering the luggage room where she had once tried to escape from.

It was still a mess, of course you couldn't expect Vaas to go through all of this and clean it up but Dahlia didn't have any trouble as she got to her knees and began to sort through clothing, she would neatly pile them back into random luggage bags and store them away if they didn't have anything useful for her. What she eventually found after an hours search was some eye makeup, black eyeliner and some dark looking eyeshadow. It would help in a sense to blend in as Dahlia remarked and found herself an empty bag and stored the makeup in. She also found a cosmetic pack which had a mirror and some foundation powered. Another thing Dahlia put into the bag. Of course she didn't need the foundation but the mirror on the other hand would be quiet useful.

There was also a range of bras, some lacy and lingerie looking, others just bland. One in particular was a black bra with some fine lace on the top. It seemed to be the only nice looking one in Dahlias size, so she put it aside with another bra which was blue and plane looking. Finding undies on the other hand was a big one for Dahlia, she didn't exactly like the idea of going through peoples clothes and she had no idea where half of these personal items had been, what they had gone through and it made Dahlia a little icky as she flicked undies around along with other clothes. By the time she had found a fair few undies, the neat pile she had been making seemed to have been well…destroyed. With a half-hearted sigh Dahlia shoved the undies of a wide range of colours and features from lace to simple cotton, back into the bag she had been using and decided to swing the bag over her back, that way the little back pack wouldn't get lost.

About another hour passed by when Dai had finally found a set of jeggings, they looked torn but they would do, they were a dark grey and obviously Dai didn't intend on having more than one pair so she tucked them into the bag and eventually after many struggling minutes of flipping through luggage bag after luggage bag Dai finally found the Holy grail, or so she mocked as she found a red tank top. She knew that she probably would have to pick something with red on it, most of these men wore red and it would be perfect anyway as Dai smiled satisfied seeing that the tank was also in her size and didn't seem to rough. After doing so she rummaged around creating more mess then she should have when she sourced for shoes, she wanted something like Vaas', something that where combat looking and then she found a pair. Boots that where tough looking and in her size even more so. They were those nice looking Milita type of boots, similar to Vaas' but they had a zipper on the inside. It added a nice look to them anyway as Dai decided that was it, that's all she truly needed, as well as a towel of course which she found easily.

After her successful hunt for perfect clothes Dai put them into her bag, she didn't have any intention of putting the pants or shirt on until morning, even though it was getting close to the sun coming up Dai decided she would rest first before getting dressed. So she re-entered Vaas' room and fetched a lacy pair of undies out from the bag before she sat the bag down gently in the room along with the shoes. Vaas was sound asleep, he was lying on his stomach, his right arm loosely hanging from the edge of the bed while he seemed to snooze away, but it was that sort of snoring that was light and easy to ignore as Dahlia smiled.

Reminding herself that she was heading for the shower, the woman realized she had another trip to deal with as she sourced her way in the dark room to the ensuite. Quietly Dahlia closed the door before she flicked on the light; she didn't want to wake Vaas up as she stripped naked ditching her old pair of clothing's to the ground pretty fast. She was in desperate need of a shower, she hadn't bathed for a while in fact the only sort of hygiene clean she truly had was that little clean up at the pond. But now she was here and the room was a nice sort of shower room. There was a toilet which looked too new to be true, the shower wasn't all too bad it was long like a rectangle shape giving a fair amount of space for two, the walls and floor where of course steel much like the warehouse but Vaas had draped some red torn mat on the floor which looked like it could do with a bit of an air dry as Dai looked down. She didn't mind it though and the purple light only made this shower room all that more unique.

After a brief moment while waiting for the hot water to kick in, Dai stepped in to the hot steamy shower having made sure that a nearby window was open for the steam to escape out from. She made her time useful as she cleaned herself from head to toe giving every inch of her body a deep clean. She had found that Vaas used his shampoo as a shower Gel as well as Dai recognized the smell to have been a strong one on his body. She didn't mind as she did her best not to use all of his stuff. It was some sort of foreign brand that Dai had never seen or heard of but in the end she felt nicer and cleaner and smelt it too, her hair felt a lot smoother now as she cleaned away the mud and dirt from her body. She even found a razor which obviously Vaas didn't use and Dai made great use of it as she shaved her legs and underarms. She hated the sensation of hair on her legs or underarms. After about half an hour or so in the shower, Dai was ready to step out as she turned off the shower and quickly dried herself off with the towel she had found.

Not only did she feel clean but her mind also felt refreshed and cleared of all those annoying thoughts that of which had been going through her head. After she felt dry she grabbed a quick glance at herself in the shattered mirror, she looked a lot more decent now as she slipped into the red pair of lacy undies. At least it wasn't too cold as Dai flicked the light off and opened the door and headed over towards a slumbering Vaas. Maybe he would never know it as Dahlia got into bed and cuddled up right along next to him, but the truth was she did care about him, not just pity him. Perhaps it was his looks and fine features, his charming way with words or his dark humour, but whatever reason it was Dahlia wanted to keep to her words, she wanted him to feel safe, she wanted to give him a reason to live, she wanted to also let him know that he didn't have to suffer in this world alone, that he was loved by someone, even if she truly was a nobody.

~Morning~

Once the sun had arisen, the Pirates went to work but by the time Dai had awoken despite feeling refreshed and somewhat at peace she awoke with a concerned and frighten alarm as she jolted up right in the bed looking around madly. She could hear Vaas nearby was being sick and her instincts drove her gaze towards the bathroom. It wasn't hard to see the man whom was shirtless leaning over the toilet bowl. Maybe it was her foolish maternal like instincts as she got out of bed and trotted over towards Vaas not caring that she was pretty much naked apart from a set of lacy briefs.

Yet that didn't stop her as she rubbed his back, being so close to him and seeing him in pain almost made Dai feel a little sick herself but it wasn't until Vaas glared at her that she realized she was in his personal space. His dark eyes seemed darker, heavier, probably from the drugs and alcohol, but Dai decided it was best to get away from him as she stood up and backed herself over to the bedroom. At least she made herself somewhat busy as she found her bag and decided to dress herself in the clothes she had found last night. She felt a little better but she had no idea what to do next as she sat on the edge of the bed and waited. At some point Vaas had taken a shower but Dai decided to sit still and think.

Probably not the best idea considering her mind was all over the shop with what to do, how to do it, would she survive here or not? Had she not made a deal with Vaas that she would love him? After a few more minutes had passed Dai took in the time of the day, it must have been almost around mid-day as Dai recognized the look in the sky with the way the sun was and the casting of the shadows that the trees made. When Vaas came out of the bathroom, he looked a lot better, he might still have been bare chested but he didn't look as pale or droopy as before, in fact he looked like he was in a better mood as Dai looked up at him as he walked past her and fetched his shirt from the other side of the bed and seemed to also find his belt, holster and gun and those leather straps.

"I have to go deal with those fuckers ok? I don't want you going outside of this fucking warehouse understood?" Vaas said in a rather stern sort of a voice but Dai only nodded as he quickly turned and walked away. However he took a quick glance at her and made a faint smirk. "I like you're shirt" Was his final comment.

At least she could explore this strange environment she was now calling home as she watched Vaas disappear from the bedroom and down the hallway, his heavy footsteps echoing down the warehouse and Dai didn't move until she heard the sliding sound of the warehouse doors open and close. Only then did she get up off the bed looking around at everything. She could have sat and watched a movie, she could have found one of the various books that littered the desk, but Dai decided she would go for an adventure as she set off out of the bedroom. She knew the luggage room well enough now; it was the door on the right at the very end of the hallway. There was another room though just opposite from the luggage room which Dai had not seen before.

Curiosity killed the cat as she remarked in her head as the young woman ventured down the hallway, her bare feet pitter pattering against the cold steel flooring as she found herself at the doorway. It was closed obviously by a heavy steel doorway but with much effort and pushing and shoving Dai managed to open the door. It was rusted on the doorframe which told Dai that whatever was in here had not seen daylight in a very very long time. As she pushed on the door an odd stale smell reached her nostrils which made her almost gag at first, it was like that smell of dust that was thick enough to suffocate you as Dai peeked inside afraid to see what lurked within.

A small window let in a faint bit of light as Dai scanned the room praying to herself that she didn't find a dead body of sorts however her eyes couldn't believe it as she pushed the door open even further. This room had been neglected that was for sure, it wasn't like the room she had found him the first time she saw him. That room was opposite from the bedroom, like a little office of sorts. However this room was like walking into a poachers prized collection room. There was a tiger pelt that looked old; it also looked like a rare coloured tiger with gold more than an orange. It had clearly seen better days as Dai remarked before her eyes fell upon the various stone figures that littered around near the tiger skin. They were similar to the one from the cobble house, but different, they had animal appearances and most of them had been chipped or almost completely shattered from the looks of it. It made Dai wonder why Vaas would have something like this, why would he still keep these things close after his outburst from yesterday?

Gulping down her fears she continued to glance around, some thick leather suit cases where scattered about, one of which looked like it come from Japan as Dai inspected the case noting the particular writing, the Japanese symbols. The words Dai did not know but they seemed old and faded and also appeared that whoever had wrote those letters where either in a rush or about to die as Dai noted the faint blood stains. It didn't stop there either as Dai came to spot various other things that looked worth a lot of money, more letters, items that come from WWII from the looks of it. Old bullets, ancient guns, but one thing intrigued her most when she spotted the old parchment paper that dangled loosely on the edge of a rusty steel desk. Hesitantly Dai lifted the paper up, afraid that her touch would either destroy it or tear it.

The edges of this paper looked burnt, maybe from age or maybe someone had deliberately tried to burn it somehow and yet the paper was still intact. It had that old yellow coffee look to it and had been folded up as Dai noted the crease marks but her eyes fell upon the heavy black ink of a sword that looked like it had some from the Dynasty era when either China or Japan was at its peak. This artwork intrigued her for some reason that she could not explain and so she neatly tucked the paper into her pocket. It looked worth a lot of money but it wasn't the money that interested Dai, it was the fact that she felt like she had seen this before, this dragon looking dagger as she mocked inwardly at the design. Though to be honest she had no idea what it was, why she found it interesting or if it was just a simple design. Yet deep in her heart she wanted to find this unique blade, it just felt like it belonged to her.

Yet Dai decided to move on, she had already had enough of this room and its stale old smell, she was tempted to open up a window but Vaas would have known she had been in here and she got the impression he didn't want anyone in here. So as she exited she made sure she had left everything in its place apart from the paper, she would have to try and keep it safe, she wasn't sure why but she just felt like holding onto it as she closed the rusty steel doorway leaving behind all the old, unique and probably worth millions of dollars of stuff in there. Her curiosity took her elsewhere downstairs as she ventured over rubbish dumps trying to clean along her way but the more she cleaned the more she felt like the pile of rubbish all around this place grew, so she gave up on that. She looked in at an old Ford Car that had been burnt out, it was useless, it was rusted and its yellow colour of the mustang now faded, it was also a very old model and probably was a manual so its gears would have been completely screwed as Dai eyed it off. At least it made for an interesting decoration.

The neon lights where fine, the cables webbing them together fine, the crates looked fine, empty but fine, there was an old wooden crate which was empty, in fact it all just led to one big disappointment as Dai found she now had nothing left to do, so she ventured back up to the bed room to hide away the paper in her bag and decided to try and see what movies Vaas had. She was starting to get a bit hungry too but she wasn't too worried about that just yet. Black case after black case, Dahlia found none of the movies to be any interesting, they were mostly old or recorded in a cinema, all imported or illegal copies from the looks of it. Frustrated with herself Dai slumped down onto the bed and gazed up at the mattress. She truly wanted something to do and she had nothing right now, though she did have a bit more than the cobble house she had been in.

It was a start to something as the sounds outside where sooth and calm unlike last night and probably tonight as well. When Dai looked out the window she saw very few pirates lingering around, she could only imagine they must have gone off to the main island, a few patches of smoke could be seen. It was black smoke to be exact which meant someone was burning something like bodies or plastic or maybe even fuel and cars, either way it didn't look like anything she would want to breath in as the woman sighed. She sat on the bed, on the desk chair, leaned against the window and used the bathroom, her position always changed every few minutes as she could not get comfortable or settled, her mind was curious of what the outside world was like here, after all she had accepted the fact she wasn't going to be able to go back home. Not like this anyway.

Tired and bored Dai was left with one last thing, she found some paper and some pens and decided she would draw, it wasn't exactly neat drawing but she did draw. After a few hours she had drawn at least five different pictures, one of Vaas, another of the dagger which she tore up, a few more of the tigers and wildlife she could see and one of herself. Yet after a while she became bored again but it was just in the nick of time as Vaas could be heard coming back up the stairs with his unique heavy boots and particular stride. When he came into the bedroom he looked exhausted, he stunk of weed and sweet and his body even glistened with the beads of sweet all over him. There was dry blood on his face as the man made a beeline for the bathroom and seemed to wash up in there. Dai only sat at the desk fiddling with the pen for a few minutes before Vaas came up to her side and kissed her on the forehead almost as if to say he was sorry in his own wacky way.

"I see you have been drawing" Vaas said in a rather mocking tone.

Dai only leaned back in the chair as Vaas seemed to ponder off to the bed where he unloaded his pistol and gave it a quick look over it before loading it back up with real bullets as Dai noted. Apart of her had never liked guns, but it interested her to the way Vaas was so quick with his fingers at doing what he was doing, however he stopped and Dai realized it was because she was watching him. The look upon his face was dark and serious like as if he was annoyed with her and at first she didn't understand but she quickly did.

"Don't get any fucking ideas Perra!" Vaas said in a dark tone pointing his finger at her as if she was a misbehaving child.

Dai only shrugged and smiled light which made Vaas cock his head a little his teeth bared as if it was an insult but Dai only swirled in the chair for a second with her arms behind her head and relaxed.

"I wouldn't know how to use one even if you gave it to me. I'm better off with a machete" Dai mocked inwardly at her own self and lack of skills.

This seemed to ease Vaas' mind a little, but then his features took on that of the devil with a big wide grin as he stood up and waved the now loaded and clean gun in his hand. Something about the motion and look on his face made her gulp down as she looked up to him watching him while he approached her.

"Well then I have a fun game for you." His words where charming, playful almost but Dai got a very bad feeling about this.