Stanton Dahl was tied to a chair and handcuffed, with two guards standing behind him with guns trained at him.

"I am sure you do this for a good reason" he said shifting his hands. "Although I cannot deny that it is uncomfortable."

"Shut it" ordered Lilith sitting on the opposite side of the table. "What do you want to say?"

"Well, I am sure you've already noticed from your floating palace" stated the CEO politely. "The other corporations have been colonizing Pandora. While we've avoided this continent due to the control Hyperion had on it, we are now moving towards you."

"Try to take us over" threatened the Siren. "We can take anything you throw at us."

"There is no need to throw threats at me" replied Stanton. "I have no intentions of destroying the Crimson Raiders or Sanctuary. In fact, I wish for an alliance."

The others in the room scoffed.

"I get the feeling you are laughing at me" said the CEO. "I do not appreciate that."

"Why should we trust you? You corporations only care about money and power. It's no different with any of you."

"While that's true for companies like Jakobs or Maliwan, we at Dahl are an exception. If we cared about money, we would've stayed on Pandora for longer. The only reason we left was the Atlas corporation. We had nowhere near the same military strength, so we had to run. Surely you understand such a tactic. After all, you did lose New Haven."

Baskerville reached out and slashed him across the face.

Stanton chuckled. "Call your pet away. He's lucky I'm bound to my chair, or I'd show him why it's a bad idea to mess with me."

"Back away Baskerville" said Lilith calmly. "I want to hear what he has to say, and we can't have him dying."

"Fine" spat the wereskag. "I'll back off."

He moved to the edge of the room and began licking the blood off his claw.

"God, he even tastes like asshole" murmured Baskerville. "No wonder I don't like him."

Stanton smiled, even though he was bleeding rather profusely. "So now you wish to listen to me? That's good."

Lilith nodded. "Now listen. I don't care about that past shit. I want to know why we should trust you now. There are only a few people I'd trust that own a company as large as yours. We're already allies with Torgue, and we're debating about allying to Jakobs or Maliwan."

The CEO chuckled. "Torgue? Jakobs? Maliwan? Psychopaths, rednecks and artists. You have some great allies."

"At least they didn't leave millions of people behind and possibly doom an entire planet."

"Will you shut up!?" roared Stanton ferociously.

They all paused at his outburst, the calm man from before being replaced by this figure of rage.

"There are wolves at your doorstep you idiots! There are companies out there who would plow you into the dust just because they could! There are men out there who are not as sane as I am! Let go of your anger and malice and listen to what I have to say!"

Lilith paused. "Fine. I'll listen."

Stanton took a few deep breathes to calm himself down.

"Okay, I'm good" he said finally. "I wish to ask for your help in colonizing this continent. I will not make any demands that remove parts of your territory and will allow full trade with any other cities, even if they aren't under my control. In addition, I will gladly supply your cities with our off-planet resources. We are one of the largest companies in existence."

The Siren nodded, digesting the information. "And what about our previous alliance with Torgue?"

"No problem at all. I personally adore the Torgue corporation" responded the CEO smiling. "Their little obsession with explosives is so entertaining. While I would prefer they had a less destructive leader, I can deal with him."

"Good."

Lilith stopped. "Who do you think is more likely to attack us?"

Stanton thought deeply. "I would bet my money on Maliwan or Jakobs. They both have relatively simple thought processes, which go along similar lines. They just want to wield more power, not even caring about money."

"Anyone else?"

"I wouldn't trust Vladof, but that's because their leader is a total psycho, even more so than Torgue. Tediore only cares about their money, so it's debatable. Anshin will probably attempt diplomacy, and I trust their leader, while Pangolin will be okay with just simple trade."

"What about that new company? Bellum or whatever?"

Stanton scoffed. "They thought they could just shoe-horn their way into the market. Probably thought they could fill the void both S&M Munitions and Atlas left."

"I don't know. Their guns are pretty good" said Baldemar. He held up a SMG, which was painted a deep black and red. "Good fire rate, great magazine size, pretty good damage. They took all the good stuff from Atlas and got rid of the expensive upgrades. The only bad thing is the recoil, which will take your freaking arm off. And they don't make elemental weapons."

"I really don't care how good their stuff is" spat the CEO. "Their leader is a total warmonger. He charges into any battle he can't win with diplomacy and is as blunt as a baseball bat."

"So what you're saying is he's not trustworthy?" inquired Lilith.

"Completely."

The Siren nodded. "Well, I think we can ally ourselves with you."

Baskerville glared at her. "Sweetheart, I ain't working with these assholes."

"You don't work with them. You work for me and me alone" said Lilith firmly. "And since you work for me, you do as I say. Understand?"

The wereskag snarled. "Of course sweetheart. I never questioned you. But I don't trust this asshole, and neither should you."

"Please. Would you rather trust the incestuous rednecks at Jakobs or the arrogant aristocrats of Maliwan?" asked Stanton coldly.

"Least they didn't…"

"Yeah, leave you all behind and possibly cause the death of every single soul on Pandora. I've heard that from your lips too many times."

"It's true. Even Hyperion didn't cause as much death as you did" said Lilith cruelly.

The CEO narrowed his eyes. "You compare me to Handsome Jack? His atrocities are so severe that I can't even describe them. No, you didn't compare me to him. You say I'm worse."

Stanton's eyes flashed with anger. "You know, you may be capable of negotiation and an honest leader, but you're a total fucking bitch."

Baskerville leaped across the room and tackled him to the floor, his entire right arm and shoulder now in its skag form.

"I'll kill you for that!" he roared putting his claw to the man's neck.

"Baskerville!" yelled Lilith. "Get off him!"

He stopped, panting deeply.

Then he spat in the CEO's face, mixing it with the blood he had consumed.

"I still hate you" said the wereskag.

"That's fine" stated Stanton calmly, not even bothered by the saliva and blood all over his face. "I don't like you either wolfman."

"I'm a skag" said Baskerville standing up. "Get it right."

The CEO stayed on the ground, mainly since his legs were tied to the chair, smiling with an odd mix of anger and amusement. "You Crimson Raiders are so entertaining."

He glanced over at Lilith. "Don't worry. I still wish to become allies, even if your associate is most annoying. I will not hold this against you personally."

"Good" said the Siren. "And I will ignore the shit your company has done. It's water under the bridge by now anyway. We have a deal."

"Wonderful. I'd shake your hand, but it's tied to my other one at the moment."

"Point taken. Guards, free him. We have many things to talk about."