It just so happens that I was wondering about something. I wonder if TFTB is canon. Because if it is, then the guy (forgot his name) who worked for Hyperion became the new chairman of the Atlas. It is mentioned that Hyperion managed to buy ALL of Atlas for a ridiculously small price after it went bankrupt. In the first game, the Knoxx DLC, it is mentioned that blowing up the armory would be enough to send the whole corporation into the bankruptcy train (and finally leave Pandora). But to me this sounds stupid. You would think that a corporation so powerful such as Atlas with so much money (that is even capable of having a personal army) would not even feel the damage caused by the destroyed armory, but then I get a reminder of the five year old admiral. So, either the corporations are not as powerful as they claim to be (even if in B2 and TPS you clearly see the power Hyperion has) or there is something more going on that it meets the eye.
But anyways, why I brought up the TFTB? Because if it is canon, then it means Atlas is back in the game! Which means It will probably be back in Borderlands 3! AW FUCK YEA!
Seriously, I remember the two very first attempts of the first game. It was so fucking hard to find an Atlas (even more so than Hyperion, which in the first game is really rare) but it was totally worth it. I remember finding an Atlas machine gun and a sniper rifle. They were so good that I kept them with me for a third of the game! It was so OP mostly because I had the habit of looking only for the strength of the weapon and ignore other things (and because I played as Roland both times because it goes well with my type of playing. Which is, adding skills that either deal more damage or expand my shields). The firing rate, power, ammo capacity, reload speed… ALL OF IT was perfect! But then again, nothing helped me tearing through hordes of enemies like a good old Jakobs shotgun, although their sniper rifles were complete shit. But just imagine, NEW Atlas guns in B3 PLUS the possibility of having Laser Weapons! Yup, hell on Earth indeed. So hyped for it.
Phantom: If the info we got at the End of the Volume 3 Is true, then the "Silver Eyed Warriors" are excellent fighters… in killing Grimm. You keep forgetting that their home is Remnant, where there is either good guys (who do not kill) and the bad guys (who do the bad shit). And either if they do, what could such a warrior do against a Siren? A human who is capable of going through dimensions, thus becoming completely invulnerable to any effect (Lilith and her Phasewalk), or having complete control over machines (Phaseshift)? Maya can make someone completely useless with her abilities (Phaselock). Not only that, if you played BO2 you were able to see to what extent Lilith was capable of upgrading her powers with Eridium (imagine what Maya could do with it). But then again, we still have no idea what are those warriors capable of because nothing is revealed about them, except the basics. But I doubt they would kill someone if they are good guys cuz of morality and shit.
Captain Cranch: She could change him but there is a problem. Did you realize that none of the Vault Hunters are good guys (except Roland)? Lilith is a power-obsessed siren, Brick is a psycho, Mordecai a drunkard with a bird, Axton an ex-soldier with an overdeveloped ego (who wants to find the Vault so that he can be famous), Zer0 is an assassin who wants the Vault for a challenge, Wilhelm is a mercenary who was only in it for the money and Nisha a woman who wanted "fun" (by killing stuff and inflicting pain). And being on a wasteland planet makes it even worse. Braylon is a natural born Pandorian, a planet where dying is so common that no relative expresses grief when a family member dies. It is a shitty place, is all I am saying. Meanwhile, Hunters are optimistic hero wannabes who specialize in military version of pest control. Ruby is basically Don Quijote of Remnant. The whole stuff about heroic tales hit her in the head so much that she thinks she can be a hero. Which is why she became a Huntress in the first place. Imagine what would happen if someone like her (an idealist with a narrative) finds out that her wishful thinking/fantasy world is not exactly the truth? Either breaks down or closes in an echo chamber. And thanks to the training/indoctrination, Ruby is a time bomb ready to go off at any second now.
In short, Braylon will never be able to completely integrate into Remnant society. He will never be fully compatible with his team and will never change completely. Years of Vault Hunting will make sure of that. For what Hunters find the idea of killing someone almost unspeakable, to Braylon it is as normal as breathing. That and many other things (like lie, cheat, steal, loot corpses…). Ruby will always be a hero. She will always try to help people in need. However, Pandora… Ain't no place for a hero to call home.
In all honesty, these Grimm creatures are fucking pathetic. But not as much as the self-proclaimed "Hunters". Jesus, if they need guns to take down these guys than I am totally allowed to say that there is no hope for these fellas.
Speaking of Grimm, do you find it ironic that these humanoid wolves are called almost exactly as a certain mythical hero who just so happens to be a slayer of a monster? You know what am I talking about.
"They never learn, do they?" Braylon murmured as he cracked his knuckles. He then sighed. "Listen up."
The Beowolves growled.
"I am so tired of your shit. So here is the plan: you let me pass and I promise it will be just like sleeping. I promise."
The largest one stepped forward and waved with his left hand. Must be the leader.
"I thought so." He sighed. "Do what you want. Your funeral."
(AN: Play "Crazy", the OST from MadWorld.)
Using ammo on them would be a waste. So he decided to use the fists instead. And his holographic weapons.
One of the Beowolves jumped straight at Braylon, only to impale itself at the Sabre which was materialized just in time. He dematerialized his weapon again and the corpse fell on the ground.
The beast on the right lifted its right arm and tried to punch him. To counter, Braylon decided to punch the black fist with his own. The furred hand made a sickening crack as the Grimm whined in pain. Braylon then used the same fist to rip a hole through his chest. Seconds later, he pulled the hand out, all covered in blood. In it, there was the heart of the beast. He squished it so hard that it exploded.
Another one was lifted up in the air and ripped in two in the most nonchalant manner I have ever seen.
Braylon dodged a swipe aimed for his back and tackled the responsible. He then kept smashing his fists at the masked freak. He beat the head until it became a bloody pulp.
The smallest of the bunch tried to do some shit. Our Vault Hunter kicked it in the midsection and then pierced the eyes with his thumbs as he placed his hands on the opposite end of the skull. By adding a little more strength, he squished and cracked the skull between his hands. Ugh, the pieces of the brain and bones are on his hands.
Yet another Beowolf was grabbed by the throat and thrown on the ground. This time though, Braylon made sure that his victim stood on the ground thanks to his leg which was pressed against its back. He then ripped off both arms of the Beowolf, who screamed as blood flew everywhere.
"The fuck are you looking at?!" Braylon asked rhetorically the largest one. He quickly ran towards it, grabbed it by the head and pulled it down. His left knee hit several times the Grimm's abdomen before throwing it on the ground and ending its life by smashing the head with his leg, as if trying to kill a bug.
The last Beowolf's arm was ripped off. Poor guy fell on its knees and started screaming while looking at its missing limb. Braylon quickly shouted it forever when he swung the arm as a goddamn baseball bat right into the thing's head, which was ripped off the body and flew like a baseball into the woods. He laughed.
"Fuck yea! Tiger Woods can suck it!"
Uh-oh. Looks like the reinforcements came. And in the shape of a large bear nonetheless. Of course, it has black fur and a white mask. Another subspecies?
Oh who gives a fuck. It is already dead as Braylon grabbed the mouth of the thingy and forced it to open (thus dislocating its jaw) and shoved his left hand inside the mouth as much as he could. He made more fatal damage when his PDA shot Holo Sawblades further inside the body, which shredded most of the important organs. He pulled his hand out.
Braylon now started running through the woods and towards the camp.
Some minutes later yet another thing jumped in front of him and-
…Is that Harambe?
Looks like it. No, wait. It is just a demented cousin of his, which also happens to be Grimm-ified. And really pissed off.
The thing roared loudly and punched its abdomen. Probably trying to intimidate Braylon.
In an amazingly small time period, the creature jumped towards Braylon and delivered a heavy punch to the moron's face (who did nothing to stop it, probably because he thought it was Harambe) who flew into a tree.
The idiot, instead of being more aware of the combat situation, was wide eyed as he touched his face.
"…I just got punched by Harambe…" he muttered in disbelief. He failed to notice that Harambe is dead for a lot of time.
He got up, now pissed off.
"You punched me."
The Grimm roared again.
"Shit, I thought you are cool! And now I will always be remembered as the guy who caused the death of Harambe. I so need a drink now." He sighed in frustration.
"Anyways, Harambe or not, you just signed your death sentence pal."
The Harambe lookalike cocked back its right fist but Braylon Stabbed the arm with his Holo Sabre and pulled it closer to him. He quickly jumped at the side as it fell on the ground. He stomped the previously stabbed arm and put it into a headlock with his right hand while stabbing the cranium with the left. The stabbing proved to be a bit more difficult, as he needed to stab several times to finally make a decent hole. Meanwhile the creature screamed and tried desperately to grab the puny human with its free hand, but failed every time. He nailed his Sabre one last time into the skull and slowly cracked it open, revealing the brain. And there it was, the corpse fell on the ground with a loud thud.
Another problem that has been taken care of.
He finally got closer to the camp. It was surrounded by walls so the only way in was to climb them. The stealthy approach is always the best bet.
But before doing so, he hid near a bush and listened a conversation of two nameless mooks who stood near a campfire outside of the camp. There is also an armored vehicle nearby. Must be for transportation of something very important.
"Hey, you heard the news?"
"About the massacre? Yeah."
"Wonder who did that."
"Whoever it was, it surely had a pair of cubed balls."
"Do you think he… or she… could cause us trouble?"
"It is a he… and have you seen this place? It is in the middle of nowhere. Doubt he would find it."
"How the hell do you know it is a he?"
"The boss. How he got that is anyone's guess."
"But… those corpses… ugh…"
"Suck it up, pussy!"
One of them vomited.
"Dust damit! Not on the shoes! Ugh!"
"I am sorry!"
"Whatever! Just get to the damn van!"
Time to strike.
Mwahaha! I am so evil! Yes, you will need to wait for the next chapter to see the outcome! Also, prepare for another massacre!
Another thing, I decided to take this story on a whole new level. I think it should get a page (or at least mentioned) in Tv Tropes. But to do this, I will need all your support. So smash the shit outta that "favorite" button and be sure to comment as always! The army is getting bigger and bigger! AWESOME!
As always, thanks for reading the fic and I hope you enjoyed it so far!
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