Remember the end of the last Chapter? How it got kinda depressing? That's happening again, this time for the whole short chapter! Yay! :D
As promised in the Tina chapter, here's the Krieg chapter!
R&R!
I suppose this was inevitable.
I mean, I always knew I would wind up like this.
I thought I was prepared.
I was able to control myself a little
I made friends.
People who cared about me.
I even fell in love, one-sided as it may have been.
I was a fool.
I let my guard down.
HE won.
I suppose I should have known I wouldn't win after I began referring to myself as two different people.
Now I've been shoved into a tiny corner of what used to be my mind, somewhere he CAN'T EVEN HEAR ME!
...Still nothing.
Worth a shot.
Now I'm waiting here for my friends to come and kill me.
With friends like these, you know?
I don't know why he's waiting here.
I don't even know why I'm still talking.
I suppose it's better than just watching the horrible things I might do.
On the plus side, I've been pushed to the same corner of my mind where all my memories were kept, so I can look at them fully now.
...Well, that actually might not be a plus.
Makes things harder.
They said I was a bandit before becoming a Vault Hunter.
Yeah, well I suppose I was a bandit, if you were going by Handsome Jack's definition.
I was just an average guy who lived on Pandora.
I had heard about the legends of the Vault the same as any one else, but I wasn't really that interested in them.
I fell in love, although I can't even remember her name at this point.
All I know is that she existed, and I cared about her deeply.
We created a child.
Tina.
I … I didn't even recognize her when we first saw her.
It was when we got to the Wildlife Exploitation Preserve, when we listened to the tape of Tina's escape.
That was when I was given a small glimpse into my forgotten memories.
Where I began to realize who she was.
Anyway, I had decided to become a Vault Hunter after the first Vault was discovered.
My wife, who I think was also pretty adventurous, went along with me.
Tina came with us as well.
We went with Hyperion Vault Hunter program, which I now know to be a load of crap.
Jack was more creative back then.
He didn't simply blow us up.
He shipped us out for experimentation.
They gave us all numbers, then put us in a pit full of skags.
She gave Tina a grenade to escape, before getting mauled by skags.
I was also there, also getting torn apart.
Then...
...Then she died.
Father and daughter, both watching someone we love get torn apart by vicious animals.
I think the worst part is that Tina and I are the only people who would be able to honor her memory, and look at the two of us.
We can barely remember our own names
Tina ran away, her cries- or laughter- carried through the wind.
I think it was the combination of watching my wife get torn apart, the unimaginable pain, and the noise of my daughter's mind breaking.
I think that's what caused me to snap.
Caused my mind to split in two.
I think that was where this all began.
This is where things get a little blurry.
The next thing I knew, I was in a pit full of dead skags, covered in blood.
Hyperion was intrigued by someone who could do that, and brought me down for more testing.
Little did they know (or maybe they knew perfectly well), they were giving power to my other side.
The other Raiders found out about my relationship with Tina after a raid on the Preservation.
They found a chart that had Tina's name and number on it.
As well as the number of her mother.
My number was originally in-between theirs, but Hyperion took it out to make me a secret project.
I tried my hardest to communicate with them who I was.
Somebody needed to know, and I knew I could trust them.
Maya...Maya eventually got the message when I slammed my hand, which had my number on it, between the other two numbers, while I screamed "WHO'S YOUR DADDY?"
They got the message.
I didn't even have to tell them not to tell Tina.
It was after we got those fake Hyperion moon base codes.
Tina was still torn up about Roland.
Roland...I wish i could have thanked him.
He deserved better.
The last thing Tina needed was to find out her father was...whatever I am.
I had great friends.
Friends who are on their way to kill me.
I just hope I don't kill any of them.
I...can feel myself slipping away...
...Must be losing even more control.
...Didn't think I had any left...
...Tina...Maya...I'm sorry...
In case any of you are wondering why there are some depressing themes in this story, there are two reasons:
1. I like sad/funny stuff.
2. It copies the tone of the actual game: It can be silly, but also serious.
I've touched upon comedy and tragedy so far in the story, so you'll be happy to know that, in the next few chapters, I will be trying action! Wish me luck!
Also, i really want to find some sort of cover image for this story. if anyone has any ideas, let me know!
