Here we are at chapter 2! I've been writing in my spare time, to be honest, but I'm not far ahead of this chapter, as I have not been focusing on this as much. I know not a lot of people have read this story yet, but that's fine. The views aren't my concern, I just want to share this story I have.

The fact that anyone is reading it is enough for me.

I enjoy writing this and I can't wait to bring to a head the multiple ideas and plot threads that will take place in this story. I plan on two main plot-lines, rather than the three from the previous. However, I suppose I still will, as there are subplots in between.

So, here it is, to anyone reading!

2: Sticks and Stones

Amelia stumbled. She almost fell onto the stone floor, but something caught her. Curious, the girl looked up to see her brother, Matt, holding her arm as he stepped out of the portal. She smiled.

'Looks like I beat you,' Amelia playfully commented.

'Don't let it go to your head, kid,' Matt replied, with equal playfulness. His sister rose an eyebrow.

'"Kid"? I'm only a little younger than you!'

'Younger enough, kid. Or would you prefer sis? Ooh, how about "the Dreamer"?'

Amelia frowned.

'Right now, "the Dreamer" is a million, million dispersed particles within the outer void, bro.'

She pointed out towards a purple void, seemingly expanding forever. The Vault of the Dreamer, Matt realised. The faux-Colosseum remained intact, if older, complete with dried blood on the floor. Some of it was his, some of it was others. It was impossible to tell, since so many had shed blood that day. The rocks were even more weathered and cracked, likely due to prolonged exposure to the outside world before the portal was shut. Luckily, Matt had absorbed all the unstable Infinite energy within it; the remaining (still never-ending) energy would not leak into the main dimension. Comforting, the Anomaly supposed.

'So, when are we going home?' Amelia asked excitedly, jumping up and down.

'That's assuming there is a home to go to,' Matt thought aloud, leaning down and inspecting five piles of what looked like ash on the ground. 'What happened here? How come this – ash? – has collected in these specific five spots?' He turned to Amelia, but she went completely silent. He rose an eyebrow. 'Amelia? What is it? Tell me.'

'Oh, um, I-I don't remember.'

Matt scowled.

'A few minutes ago you were a multi-dimensional being with the powers of a god, if you were to be set loose upon this world in your Infinite form. I highly doubt memory is a problem for you.'

Amelia still refused to tell him anything about what the Enlightener did in the Vault of the Dreamer. Matt sighed.

'Fine.'

He could get out of her later, but right now, it wasn't important. There were other things to do – things that were more important. Matt noticed a glint in his peripheral vision, the very corner, and turned his head to seek it out. He walked towards it. It was a silvery white glint, with some purple mixed in for good measure. It separated into multiple twinkles as he got closer, and the Anomaly could finally see what it was.

The Artefact. The one that was stored in the Vault, and appeared on a podium. It had some strange ability to discharge Infinite energy, quite volatilely, causing damage to the environment. It could be directed upon itself, adapting to the damage and becoming more powerful. Matt only managed to do this once. Parts of it glowed purple, which surprised Matt. He didn't think it would still have power.

He leant out to touch it, but he was met with an invisible forcefield.

Well, at least I know why Lilith and the rest didn't take it from the Vault.

He wasn't sure how to get past it. However, it was likely Infinite energy, and his lightning always seemed to counteract that kind of energy – probably because it came from the end of the Infinity Spectrum. Hopefully, his Chronokinesis would cancel the forcefield out, though he hadn't seen this end of the Infinity Spectrum before.

'The Infinity Spectrum is the range of Infinite energies as stored within in the Infinite,' The Enlightener had explained. 'Whilst in the Infinite, these forms work harmoniously with one another. When they are not, however, they will react with one another.'

'So is that why my lightning, which is comprised of Infinite energy, can cancel out other forms of Infinite energy?' The Anomaly had asked, to which the Enlightener nodded.

'Yours cancels out energies on the opposite side of the spectrum, although it is nearly impossible to detect variations within your dimension. Careful: opposites will cancel out, but ones on the same end will strengthen the target.'

Matt charged up his Chronokinesis, wincing as the black-red lightning sparked from his fingertips. He hadn't used his powers in four earth years, since they were hardly usable in the Infinite. It was moderately relaxing to feel the energy course through him once again, except it felt more powerful this time. Quickly, but also gently, the lightning snapped across to the barrier covering the Artefact, outlining the forcefield with red, so it was no longer invisible.

His face fell to dismay as the forcefield merely got stronger, reinforcing its power.

'You need some help with that?' Amelia offered, running over to him. Matt looked up at her, perplexed.

'How?' He enquired.

'Just hold my hand and try again,' his sister told him, to which he obliged.

As the lightning began to course through him, the Anomaly could feel the power dissipating from within him and into Amelia. It moved through him with speed, causing a shudder as the transfer created a small shock. Carefully, Matt watched as the lightning escaped from Amelia's fingertips, now a yellow-gold colour. The gold lightning connected with the barrier, exposing it once more, before shattering it, prompting Matt to cease releasing his lightning. The connection broke as Amelia let go.

The Artefact was now free.

Matt turned to Amelia in utter confusion.

'How the hell did you do that?' He demanded. For a moment, she hesitated, but eventually opened her mouth to speak.

'Energy conversion,' she explained, still leaving him puzzled. 'I can convert one form of Infinite energy into another. It was one of my powers as the Dreamer. I got to keep it.'

'Are there any others I should know about?'

'A few. I got powers similar to yours,' his sister clarified, moving away a stray strand of hair. Matt went to pick up the Artefact while she spoke. 'For starters, I'm not affected by –'

She was woefully interrupted as the Anomaly touched the Artefact, and it glowed a bright purple. Eventually, the light limited to just one crack, like a projector light, and a hologram was produced in the air above them.

'Is that…?' Amelia failed to finish.

It was a map of Pandora. Mostly, it was section N40C 12o 21e, Northwest Coast, but extended to include the mountain that housed the Vault of the Destroyer. Three Vault symbols appeared on the map – one at Hero's Pass, one between the Dust and Lynchwood, and finally the mountain in which the Vault of the Destroyer sat. A line formed between the three Vaults, a perfect straight line, although at an angle, but it was undoubted that they were positioned perfectly in line.

'Of course!' The Anomaly slapped his forehead at his stupidity. 'I knew there was something specific about the placement of the Vault of the Dreamer! They're in perfect alignment! How could I not see that? It's some sort of…um…'

'Eridian Line?' Amelia suggested, to which Matt smiled and nodded.

'Yeah, that describes it.' The Vault Hunter put a hand to his chin, and began rubbing it, staring at the ground in thought. 'But why? I mean, what's the purpose? It can't just be to look neat. And why store it on an Artefact, protected by a forcefield, if it was irrelevant? No, the Eridians, they wanted us to find this, so –'

'Mattie, look,' his sister called. Immediately, the Anomaly froze and then looked up at the map. Three dotted lines were in the process of lengthening east from the three Vault points, at different angles that were all converging. Eventually, they combined at one point, which was signified by an Eridian symbol. The whole connection created a triangle.

'Some sort of…Rule of Alignment,' Matt commented, intrigued. 'They all converge at that Eridian…point just east of here.'

'What's the place it's pointing to?' His sister asked, raising an eyebrow. Matt shrugged his shoulders.

'Dunno. Something Eridian related, I suppose,' he responded earnestly. Matt took a deep breath, and sighed loudly. 'We should go there.'

'What?! What about our- er, I mean, your home?' Amelia instantly objected.

'Sanctuary can wait,' the Anomaly told her, but she still seemed unconvinced. 'Look: whatever this place is, the Eridians have directed us to it. There's got to be a reason for that, so we have to find out. If it wasn't urgent, they wouldn't have pointed us to it.'

'Or it could be something else! If it was urgent, don't you think they would have told us before we left?'

'The Enlightener didn't even want us to leave yet, so it definitely wasn't him who inscribed the information onto the Artefact. Likely, it was Esog, the Watcher. Although, it was probably an afterthought, something she only implemented it just before we left.'

'Are you sure about this?' His sister asked worriedly.

'No,' Matt replied honestly. 'But it's killing me not to know.'

He signalled for her to follow, and she scurried behind him as he briskly walked over to the edge of the arena. The blocks of stone rose from nowhere, conjured by Infinite energy, and formed a path for them to follow. As soon as the Anomaly took one step onto it, another appeared immediately afterwards. Just like it had been before. Eventually, they made it to the exit to the Vault, which had been closed off. Remembering the last time they were here, Matt charged his Chronokinetic lightning, and connected it with the Vault panel.

The purple Infinite energy accustomed to Vaults spread across the cracks in the stone, connecting the chunks together, opening the Vault door. It was a purple portal, not transparent, but it shone with intense brightness.

With a sharp intake of breath, Matt and Amelia walked through.

There was a large amount of force being exhibited on such a comparatively smaller surface area. There was so much that the sound of it being spread across the surface almost hurt her ears. She supposed she wouldn't have minded, since then she wouldn't have to hear the woeful lies and misconceptions that her friends displayed.

Gaige continued punching the bag. The punching bag didn't get punched nearly enough. Mainly, that was because the Mechromancer didn't use this makeshift training room very often, nor did she need to use it. It wasn't even hers. Right now, though, it was important if she was going to overcome her stress.

Pow, pow, pow – over and over. The rhythmic beating on the punching bag was soothing to her mind, reminding her that she could always rely on the her boxing gloves to make the same sound when collided with a punching bag.

At least there was something she could finally rely on. More so than her friends, who were more concerned with idolising and idealising Matt than being realistic.

She groaned as she threw a hard punch at the harder sand bag.

Stupid idiots.

Honouring someone didn't mean over-venerating them as if they were perfect. To respect the dead, you should understand who they were, not make your own assumptions. That meant not just speaking ill of the dead, but also overstating them. She hated their imprudent visions of the Anomaly, because it wasn't who he was.

Given what they've been told, if or when Matt comes back, they would likely be disappointed, given how highly Lilith spoke of him. While he was worthy of praise, it wasn't nearly as much as the red-haired Siren spoke of so frequently, especially given her tendency to exaggerate the details.

The door behind her make a creaking sound as the rusty hinges began to move. Gaige spun around to see who it was.

'Hey, Gaige,' the voice addressed carefully. It was Aurora. 'I thought I'd find you down here.'

"Down here" was the old hangar in the sub-levels of Sanctuary, which was no longer in use. All the ships and transports had been moved to Karabraxis, the central city of the Crimson Raiders, where it was reserved for off-world excursions. As a result, the hangar, where the Dahl jump ships once sat, was rendered redundant. Someone had to do something with it, and that person ended up being Jeffrey.

Jeffrey's aspiration to be a Vault Hunter prompted him into train, especially in the wake of Matt's passing, so he set up a training area where he could hone his skills. He used it quite often, although he seldom utilised all of the equipment he set up, so it was surprising for Gaige to find it not in use. Jeff always said the door was open for her, though, so it likely wouldn't have mattered.

Jeff and Gaige were good enough friends, she supposed, but the Mechromancer never felt driven to get to know him. She didn't care, to be perfectly honest. The Vault Hunter was more focussed on her mission to continue her ECHO personality, and her own Vault Hunting, to pay attention to him. While her Vault Hunting had gradually diminished over the years, leaving more free time, Gaige used the space to grieve and train, rather than for exchanging pleasantries.

The hangar was still large, even with the extensive equipment that filled it, so it often felt a little empty. Three punching bags hung on a bar, adjacent to each other, along with a bar usable for chin-ups. A bench-press was nearby, but Gaige never really used it. That was more Jeffrey's thing. Four treadmills were lined up, along with a more hi-tech hyper-tread placed a little further away, to accentuate its uniqueness. There were a lot of resources in access, although Gaige wasn't certain that Jeffrey used all of them.

She sighed.

'What do you want?' The Mechromancer finally asked.

'I think you already know the answer to that,' Aurora replied, which elicited only a scowl from her friend. 'Your outburst during Matt's memorial.'

'Everything's already been said,' the Mechromancer told her categorically, waving a hand at her dismissively.

'No, it hasn't,' the Fable disagreed adamantly. 'I get that you want us to have a clear view of Matt, but there's no need to vilify us for our opinions!'

'Your incorrect opinions!'

'What is going on, Gaige? You weren't like this before – you were calm and collected after Matt left. Why are you so…aggressive?'

'Do you really want an answer to that question?' Gaige rebounded, with a foreboding tone in her voice.

'Yes!'

'I'm tired of everyone's attempts to "remember" someone whom half of them don't even know!' The Mechromancer angrily snapped.

'So you think shouting at them is going to help?' Aurora pointed out, which provoked no verbal response from the Vault Hunter, only the sound of punches colliding with the bag harder and louder. The pause prompted Aurora to move closer, trying to get her friend to look at her face. 'Do you think this is what Matt would've wanted?'

Gaige groaned in fury, throwing a metal punch at the bag with extreme force.

Aurora winced as the Mechromancer's arms went straight through the punching bag. Gaige sighed as the sand leaked out of the bag and hit the floor.

'What does that matter? It's not as if he's actually coming back.'

The Fable gasped, almost audibly, and furiously stomped forward and slapped the Mechromancer, hard. Gaige reeled back, looking up at her in astonishment and bewilderment.

'Don't you dare,' Aurora warned darkly, wagging a finger at her derisively.

'Why? It's been four years, Aurora!' Gaige exclaimed, frustrated. 'Why hasn't he come back yet?! How much longer? I need him now! We all do! Where was he during the collapse of the Associated Constellations?! What if the reason he hasn't come back yet is because he isn't coming back?'

'He is! Matt promised he would,' she pointed out. 'He doesn't break promises. Besides, we need hope. Hope is the last bastion of faith. Hold onto it.'

'I tried,' the Mechromancer barked. 'But I miss him, Aurora. I love him. Do you understand how painful it is being separated from him so long?'

The Fable looked at her forlornly. 'Actually I do.' Gaige looked at her almost curiously. 'When Matt left Gemini, I was separated from him for a long time too. It wasn't as long as you, but it was long enough to be painful, especially since I wasn't sure if I'd see him again. You're forgetting that I loved him too. I did even then. So of course I understand where you're coming from.'

'Then why are you even here if you understand my point of view?' Gaige interrogated.

'Because your retaliation is irrational,' she answered honestly. 'It's not fair to everyone else that you take your anger out on them. It's not their fault that you're like this. And now, you've gone and ruined a ceremony to help remember someone you loved. They're trying to honour a fallen comrade. Yeah, some of them never met him, but doesn't mean they're not allowed to pay their respects!'

'They did go through the trouble to come here from Karabraxis,' Gaige acknowledged fairly. 'But if they're going to honour him, I want them to get the right idea of him.'

'And that's perfectly fine,' the Fable ensured her. 'But there's no need to be so hostile about it.' She put a hand on her shoulder. 'I honestly understand where you're coming from. But violence isn't going to solve anything; it will only make the situation worse.'

Pointedly, the Mechromancer sighed in defeat.

'Perhaps you're right,' she finally accepted. 'I just…I can't help but wonder what it would be like if Matt were still with us.'

'Then think about what he would do, in your situation,' her friend suggested. Gaige nodded slightly, swiping up a cloth on a nearby table and wiping her forehead on it.

'What do I do now?'

'Fortunately, Lilith has a mission for you,' Aurora told her. Gaige rose an eyebrow. 'Something to do with the Friendship Gulag.'

'We cleared that place out years ago!'

'Yeah, well, clearly Gemini has reversed that.'

The Gulag seemed like old news now. However, times had changed and Gemini was determined to control Pandora. Their resistance was minimal, but large enough to concern the Raiders. They weren't to be underestimated or devalued, and Lilith could name off more losses to them they'd had over the past few years than she would like to admit. Though, it wasn't like Helios was around to provide moonshots for the Gemini loaders.

Gaige just couldn't wait to find out what Lilith had on offer for her.

Matt inspected the scene. The old Gemini outpost was that in only name. Looking at it now, he found it hard to tell what it even was. All the campsites and tents had either been moved, out of necessity, or had been left there to wither. The ground had aged noticeably, the colour having drained from it. Now, it was a drab grey pigment with no noticeable liveliness to it.

Extensively, the metal barracks had orange-tinged rust smeared over it, which had spread to the doors. No doubt, that door would be nearly impossible to open. Of course, then there was a pungent odour of dusty filth being emitted by one of the cells, unfortunately escaping through the bars. The flags on top flapped in the wind, the rips in the seams deepened by the blows.

Amelia harrumphed about the state of the place, as she hoped Pandora would've looked nicer. However, she seldom displayed dramatic discontent, probably because this was her first time outside of the Vault in a few years.

'Helios,' the Anomaly noticed, staring at Elpis.

'What's "Helios"?' His sister wondered.

'A Hyperion space station that orbits the moon over there.'

'Huh. I don't see one.'

'Exactly,' Matt agreed simply. 'I guess Hyperion moved it? That would cost money though, which wouldn't be worth it when the alternative would be to leave it. I guess someone kicked it out of the sky. Finally.'

'Was it that bad?' His sister inquired in surprise of his bitterness.

'We're talking about the same corporation which experimented on me for months. Yes, they were that bad.'

Amelia wasn't sure what to say to that, so Matt instead changed the subject.

'Now, where did it say it was exactly?' He asked, to which Amelia handed him the Artefact. Observing the map once more, he nodded and continued straight ahead.

Gaige bounded up the stairs, ineffectively masking her frustration as of late.

Sanctuary HQ had more than tripled in size, encompassing most of the street, now that most of Sanctuary's residents had moved to their residential city, Chrysanthia, located in what used to be Sawtooth Cauldron. The central area of HQ, where Lilith congregated in front of the scanner to convey missions to her associates, was still the same room, but a few extra floors were added for a variety of uses.

Tannis was no longer stationed in the ground floor of the HQ, as a scientific office had been built for her on the other side of town. Mordecai favoured it, since it meant he wouldn't have to endure her constant wittering about each of the Vault Hunters' various idiosyncrasies, which she found moderately to exceedingly annoying. Also, she liked to complain how much quicker a pace they were at when Matt was around. Gaige always despised that side of Sanctuary's resident scientist.

HQ had been refurbished last year, so now it didn't look so run-down – especially after Plan B was initiated. The walls had a different coating of paint, a bluer tinge this time, and Gaige could distinctly remember the smell of new paint that covered the area for a few weeks. The door that had previously been ripped off during Sanctuary's phasing had been fixed, along with a new room.

Roland's armoury had been replaced with an elevator system to distinguish the new floors. Handy, the Mechromancer had thought, though she seldom required it. Although, she needed it today, since the elevator was also connected to the old hangar.

'OK, Lilith, what did you need me for?' Gaige inquired, walking annoyedly into the central hub. Lilith was standing into the middle, leaning against the scanner, staring at the schematics of the Friendship Gulag. She turned her head to look at her comrade. Fiona stood on the other side of the hologram hub, arms crossed, analysing every detail of the Gulag.

'Gemini's secured a base in the ruins of the Friendship Gulag,' the Siren explained, straightening her posture as the Mechromancer walked into the room. 'They've since renamed it to "the Gemini Menagerie", since they seem to view their prisoners as animals which belong in a zoo. Freudian, I know, but whatever.'

'Why can't we just do a full frontal assault?' Gaige asked, almost complaining.

'Because we don't know what kind of technology they're holding in there,' Fiona interjected. 'Gemini knows of the influence we hold over the planet, so I highly doubt they don't have countermeasures against it.' Lilith nodded and continued for her.

'We're already aware of an anti-missile Predator Shield they have running, so no bombing the place either.'

'What if I can shut it down?' The Mechromancer suggested.

'We don't plan on blowing it up anyway. If we can, we'll appropriate the resources for ourselves to augment the strength of the Raiders. It's strategic.'

Gaige sighed. She was right. There was no point blowing up a perfectly good base if the Crimson Raiders could use it. She just wanted some action in her life after she had spent the past few months foolishly ignoring and avoiding all chances to go on some kind of mission or excursion to another planet – she even evaded the offer to visit the beautiful planet of Castor.

But Lilith needed her help, and the Siren would not have assigned her this mission if she did not believe she was up to it.

'So what are you asking me to do, boss?' The Vault Hunter enquired.

'Simple reconnaissance and report. Nothing more. You see anything bad, and you notify me immediately. Do not engage.'

'Got it,' Gaige accepted, nodding agreeably.

'You'll be taking Fiona with you. Both of you will scout the area. I suggest you take a C-Digistructor from Matt's personal vault.'

'Are you sure we should be taking stuff from the Anomaly's vault?' Fiona inquired worriedly. Lilith nodded.

'I don't think he'd have a problem with it.'

'Besides,' Gaige added, 'we'll put it back.' However, the Mechromancer could not shake the feeling of uncertainty about taking stuff from a guy who, for all intents and purposes, was dead. It was necessary though, and Matt would see that if he were here. It did feel a little wrong, nonetheless.

'And Gaige?' Lilith called. She turned towards her confusedly.

'Yeah?'

'About the ceremony this morning –'

'Don't bother,' the Mechromancer stopped her. 'Aurora already talked to me about it. But I'm not listening to anything you say about it until you stop glorifying Matt.'

Gaige left the room hastily, with Fiona hurrying after her. They walked down the stairs together.

'We haven't gone on a mission in a while, Gaige!' Fiona excitedly commented. She wasn't usually so passionate, but Gaige assumed she was just trying to make up for the ceremony fiasco. 'It's gonna be cool. You know, us girls have to stick together.'

'It's all the same to me, to be honest with you,' the Mechromancer deadpanned, much to her friend's dismay. 'But yeah: I guess it will be a little cool.' The comment was enough to elicit a good-natured smile from the Artist.

Casually, they stepped into the elevator where Roland's Armoury used to be. Once they were both in, Gaige leant forward and pressed the button with a "3" inscribed on it. It lit up white and the doors closed.

'Argh, the Dust is so boring,' Fiona absentmindedly commented. 'I hate deserts. And it's really hot. Plus, the Spiderants aren't too friendly – they're just annoying.'

'I thought you grew up on Pandora,' Gaige quizzically replied. 'Aren't you used to it by now?'

'True, I did, but I didn't spend, well, any of my time on the land terrain or visit any of the various biomes. So I've heard of the Dead Sands, but I've never actually been there.'

'Well, believe me,' – Gaige began to picture the explosion of the Friendship Gulag three and a half years ago – 'it's anything but boring.'

There was a concordant ding about the elevator as it reached its terminating floor: Floor 3 – the storage level. The doors shuttered open and the two stepped out in near unison.

They moved past various vault doors; one with "AXTON" on it, another with "BRICK" emblazoned across it, and one with "GAIGE" over it. They knew they had passed it already when they saw Mordecai's. Gaige spotted this and stepped back to look again, finding it rather swiftly.

Good thing these are in alphabetical order, the Mechromancer thought happily.

Fiona opened the vault, and as they stepped inside, the overhead switched on. It glowed an aging yellow, and flickered every so often, but they would manage fairly easily. It wasn't exactly the end of the world just because a light was a bit faulty.

'Found them!' Gaige announced, showing the Artist two small round black devices. 'Matt always had two, luckily. So we don't have to ask for one from Aurora.' She handed her one.

'How does it work?' Fiona asked.

If you press that button, and then flick that switch, you can take on the appearance of the form latest used.

Gaige relayed that to her, surprised she could remember what Matt had told her when she was first introduced into it.

'Don't use it yet, though,' the Mechromancer advised. 'You don't want to waste the battery. Trust me: you're not gonna want to let it get down to half capacity.'

'It's already at half,' Fiona responded disgruntledly, as she examined the green power bar on the side.

'Even more reason to keep an eye on the battery, then,' the Mechromancer concluded. Both of them stepped out and walked back towards the elevator.

Eventually, Gaige and Fiona found themselves outside of Sanctuary HQ, walking towards the central building. The spire stood tall in front of them, the words of Sanctuary glowing blue vertically down it. Sanctuary's refurbishment and renovation had definitely gave the originally rather claustrophobic town more room to breathe. And for them to breathe. Though, the streets in the original section were still rather narrow.

'Have you ever been to the Friendship Gulag before?' The Artist asked. Gaige remained silent and did not answer. Fiona assumed she hadn't heard. 'I said –'

'Let's just make it to the fast travel,' the Mechromancer interrupted exasperatedly. Fiona frowned, but opted not to question it. She abruptly assumed a faster pace towards the central building, taking the Artist by surprise. She harried on after her, sighing at her ally's uncooperative behaviour.

'Right then…' the Mechromancer thought aloud, examining the interface to the fast travel machine. She punched in the details of their destination.

'So, about the ceremony,' Fiona began, putting a hand on Gaige's shoulder. 'I'm sorry about –'

She was interrupted by the activation of the fast travel as they dematerialised.

So that's the chapter! Just like this story returns, so do the cliff-hangers…although this one isn't perhaps that bad. It's something that would get resolved within the first few lines of the next chapter, rather than some of the ones from before, where the cliff-hanger would be resolved throughout the chapter.

Currently, there are technically two main characters, Matt and Gaige. Yep, the Mechromancer's been upgraded from main supporting character to co-main character – although this could change as the story progresses. We'll see.

Can't wait to share the details of what exactly Matt is searching for, too.

For anyone reading, hope you liked this chapter!