Paul was ready to pull his hair out, Pagan was on the warpath and soldiers were dying left and right because of it. Ajay was missing, and so was Jason. Paul had his remaining soldiers go on an all-out hunt for Ajay. This left the city of pain defenseless against rebel soldiers, if they chose to get brave that is. It seemed that a couple chose to get a little brave as a rebel truck was coming his way. Grabbing a shotgun, Paul pointed it at the truck.

"Turn around!" He demanded, the damn windows were tinted so he couldn't see who was inside, not that it mattered, whoever was in there was going to meet Mr. shotgun in a second if they didn't oblige. The rebel clearly didn't listen, and Paul pumped the shotgun, "I mean it!"

The driver side door opened and two hands popped out, showing defeat.

"Easy Paul, you shoot me you die," came a familiar voice. Ajay then poked his head out.

"Ajay! Jesus!" Dropping the gun, Paul sprinted to the prince and gave him a hug. "We thought you were dead! And Jason is alive to boot!" Paul observed inside the truck. There was a girl with them, a little girl, but he didn't focus too much on that at the moment. "Pagan is tearing the entire country apart looking for you! Oh, he'll be happy to hear you're okay." Paul breathed out softly.

One by one the trio shuffled out of the truck. The girl had her eyes narrowed at Paul, Ajay saw this and lightly tapped her. "He's alright," Ajay whispered to her before focusing back to Paul. "Paul, this is Bhadra, she's with us for a time being, don't worry too much about her for now." Paul only nodded as he brought his radio up to his lips. Instantly he started to radio Pagan. As he did that he failed to notice just what Jason was doing.

Jason had walked over towards the big boxes of Ammo and guns. Instantly, Jason started taking as much ammo for his AK that he could carry. Grabbing the discarded shotgun, he tossed it to Ajay, who caught it with ease.

"Pagan, good news we found Ajay and Jason." Paul started to talk on his radio. Paul now had his back turned to the trio. Bhadra narrowed her eyes once more, the thought of having to be with these people who sided with Pagan! It made her skin crawl! She didn't know if this was worth it or not...

"Is he-" Pagan asked on the other side.

"He's alive, Pagan. They're both alive-Got to go." Turning the radio off, Paul had turned around to see the two stocking up. "What are you two doing?"

"Gearing up?" Jason questioned as he now stood there looking like a kid that got his hand caught in a cookie jar. Ajay pumped the shotgun once as he was now reloading.

"No. No. Ajay, I think you've done enough adventuring today," Paul spoke clearly and plainly to the prince.

"I wouldn't call it adventuring, Paul..." Ajay paused and looked over at Bhadra before sighing out deeply. Grabbing Paul by his shoulders, Ajay chose to actively walk away from Bhadra.

"I know what he's talking about... he wants to destroy the Golden path... he just doesn't see what good the Golden path really and truly is!" Bhadra huffed as she crossed her arms.

"Bhadra, I think he wants to destroy the Golden path because he can see what they really are," Jason spoke up as he looked at his nails.

"Oh yeah, and just what are they?" Bhadra dared Jason to answer that question truthfully, Jason let out a bored sigh and just shook his head.

"Religious terrorists."

"You take that back!" Bhadra demanded angrily.

"Bhadra, the Golden path doesn't want the 'good of Kyrat' as they put it. They want their old religions back. Aka. Fucking little girls because their god said it must be done." Jason told her plain as day.

"You can't speak for anybody in Kyrat! You don't even live here! Like you, yourself, said you're only here for a paycheck." Bhadra growled at him.

"-So we have to put a stop to Sabal before he finds another 'Tarun Matara' who's just a child," Ajay spoke quietly to Paul. "I honestly wished you didn't kill Amita-"

"What? I never killed Amita,"

"Paul now isn't the time to lie-"

"I'm being serious, when we attacked them the second time I never went anywhere near Amita, truth be told, I never even saw her during the attack, honest to god, Ajay." Paul slashed his arm through the air, he then looked over at Jason and Bhadra before going back to Ajay. "Did Sabal tell you that? Because, I'm no genius, but I can tell you he's been looking for any reason to get rid of Amita lately especially if it has something to do with the Tarun Matara discontinuing."

Ajay looked back over at Bhadra and Jason, like Paul had, the duo were now clearly having some sort of fight as Jason now had his hands on his hips, and was in her face.

"All the more reason to keep her away from Sabal then."

"Sabal would never kill Amita! Never!" Bhadra screamed out in rage to Ajay as he told her the news. The two of them were now talking alone by the truck as Jason was over with Paul talking about guns.

"Bhadra, think about, he wanted Amita out of the way for a long time now, and what's a better time to kill your rival than during a raid? Blame it on the other guys," Ajay calmly spoke as he gotten down on one knee so he was eye level with her.

"Sabal is an honest man!"

"He had somebody drug me."

"He would never..." Bhadra let out a soft whimper as the truth was slowly starting to dawn on her. "He... he told me he loved me... that he would do anything to keep me happy."

"Bhadra-"

"He told me all that the day before the raid..."

"Oh, Bhadra."

Bhadra sniffled softly as she then started to rub the tears away from her eyes. "He would-...he couldn't..." she started to sob, and with no hesitation, she wrapped her arms around Ajay's middle.

"It's going to be alright," Ajay softly told her as he gently hugged her back. "Now, I need you to go with Paul, he'll keep you safe." Bhadra backed away from Ajay and looked over at Paul.

"Are you sure?" She asked him softly, "This is Paul, the torturer here," She whispered sacredly.

"He will not lay a finger on you, if he does, I will personally cut them off," Ajay promised her. Bhadra nodded slowly.

"Jason! C'mon. We're heading off to my father's old home." Ajay yelled out to Jason. Paul walked up, standing behind Bhadra as he watched the two interact.

"Ajay, are you sure about this?" Paul couldn't help but ask him. "Pagan will probably be on his way here shortly. If you're not back, he'll kill me."

"Let me see your radio," Ajay demanded, Paul did as he was told, and Ajay spoke clearly into it.

"Dad?"

"Ajay, darling, are you hurt?"

"No, listen. I'm not staying in the city of pain. I'm going to be at Mohan's old home with Jason. Come here, not to the city of pain,"

"Ajay, why are you going to that old hut?"

"Because there's something I need to do real quick. Plus it's the safest place for us to hide out in,"

"Alright then. I'll meet you there."

With that Ajay tossed the radio back to Paul. "Stay safe," Paul ordered.

"No worries. You ready Jason?"

"As ready as I'll ever be."

Jason had to admit, he was having fun with this. At first, he hated it, the idea of babysitting some spoil price, but now. Looking over at Ajay as the price drove along the road, Jason sniffed and rubbed his nose. Ajay didn't notice Jason's look as he focused on the road.

For a while, there was nothing between the two of them as Ajay shifted in his seat and looked out the back window. He then narrowed his eyes when he noticed an ATV suddenly gaining speed on them. Jason cocked his AK, "Open the sunroof." Jason ordered. Ajay looked back through the rearview mirror and nodded, pressing the button on the top next to the light buttons, opening the sunroof just far enough for Jason to wedge himself out of the sunroof. Raising his AK-47 Jason got ready to shoot whoever was on the ATV, but he put his gun down once he noticed who was racing towards them.

"Hey there, Jason!" Hurk called out as he was now next to their truck. Hurk had a noticeable black eye, and several bruises littering his face and arms.

"Hiya, Hurk! What happened to your face?" Jason yelled over the winds as Ajay continued to drive forward.

"Ah, it's a long story, look! I'm on your side now, Buddy, if you need me, I'll be around!" Hurk turned the ATV and drove it towards the left away from them. Jason smiled and dropped down into his seat, making sure his AK was face down against the floorboard he watched as Ajay closed the sunroof.

Ajay seemed to know exactly where he was going as he drove all the way to a giant cliff.

"Oh, hell no," Jason could only say as he readjusted his AK on his back. "How are we going to get to that tiny shack all the way up there?"

"Easy," Ajay responded, watching as Ajay walked off a bit, Jason followed him, and watched as Ajay approached an obviously dead body wrapped up in a rope. Ajay suddenly pulled on the rope and untangled it from the dead body to show a grappling hook that was embedded in the back of the poor guy's head. Ajay swung the grappling hook and hooked himself up, slowly Ajay climbed up to the first ledge. Jason watched as Ajay leaned over the edge and Jason was pretty sure Ajay was smirking.

"Your turn!" Ajay yelled down to Jason.

"Aha." Jason sarcastically laughed as he crossed his arms. "Do you want protection from your handsome bodyguard or not?" Jason yelled up to him. Jason could hear Ajay laughing softly from his ledge.

"I guess I do, watch out!" Jason watched as the grappling hook came down, and he backed up as it hit the ground with a loud 'thump'. Jason walked over and grabbed the hook and rope. Looking up, he frowned a bit, hopefully, he can get this in one try. Swinging the hook he tossed it, thankfully it actually hooked. Slowly climbing up the rope, Jason got to the tiny ledge where Ajay was waiting for him.

With the two of them now on the ledge, Jason felt his legs go weak in fear of falling. Ajay took the hook and swung it, hooking it Ajay started to climb, giving Jason room to breath and center himself on the ledge. Jason watched as Ajay flawlessly climbed to the next ledge. Breathing out heavily, he waited for Ajay to toss him the hook, but Ajay just left it hooked.

"I figured this might be easier," Ajay called down, Jason nodded and grabbed the rope, climbing up, Jason grunted deeply his arms were starting to hurt.

That's how it went for, what felt like, an eternity, Ajay went first and Jason climbed after him till they got to the top. By the time they both got to the top, Jason's arms felt like jello. Putting his useless noddle arms on the ground of the desolated home, Jason breathed out heavily.

"It's not THAT hard, Jason," Ajay put his hands on his hips as he looked at the house.

"Say's the guy who clearly does that for fun..." Jason breathed out.

"C'mon, let's go inside."

"Are you sure it's not locked?"

"Nah, nobody locks doors in Kyrat."

"It's a wonder why people keep getting kidnapped then."

Ajay laughed softly and patted Jason on the shoulder, "Let's just get this over with."

Ajay and Jason both walked up to the door, Jason decided to go in first, after all, he was Ajay's bodyguard. Opening the door Jason was met with a familiar scent, then he noticed the two British fellows.

"Hand it over, you Chav!" Jason watched as one of the two brits snatched, what was clearly, a hookah pipe out of the others hands, and took in a deep long drag.

"I'm telling you, Yogi, this next batch will be the best stuff we've made in decades!" The other spoke as he suddenly pulled out a blunt and started to take his own big drags. Ajay and Jason looked at each other, then back at the two who had yet to see them.

"Yeah, yeah, you say that all the time, you bloke. Let's just hope this stuff doesn't explode on us this time around."

"Ahem!" Ajay cleared his throat, calling attention to them. Instantly the two brits stood up and got into, what seem to be, praying positions.

"Welcome, welcome to our spiritual guidance, come in. Don't be shy," Yogi spoke as he leads them both in.

"Listen-" Ajay started, but was cut off by Yogi praying in some other language rather loudly.

"Please, don't you two be shy. Here, we try and find spiritual guidance for all who need it."

"Smoke?" The other offered Jason.

"Oh, don't mind if I do," Jason happily took up on the offer.

"Dude," Ajay stare at Jason as he took the blunt and took a long drag. Once his lungs were full, Jason coughed harshly and offered it to Ajay. Ajay just sighed and took the blunt. Still coughing, Jason watched as Ajay took his own drag, neither of them paying attention to Reggie or Yogi. Ajay let out a loud wheezing cough.

"That's some good shit," Jason couldn't help but comment.

"Ow!" Ajay suddenly called out, putting attention back on him, Jason saw the syringe sticking out of Ajay's arm.

"He-OW!" Jason growled as Yogi stuck him in the arm.

"I don't..." Ajay suddenly collapsed in a heap on the floor.

Jason watched as the world started to turn into all of the colors at once.

"Uh-oh, I think I poked the American with our latest batch..." Jason heard Yogi explain, however his voice twisted and turned in Jason's head, in fact, Jason could see Yogi's voice leaving the brits mouth.

"Whoa... this shit is..." Jason looked at his hands, his colorful, growing, and shrinking hands.

"Still we have to bring him into Noore, grab him."

He had no idea who was talking, but, before he knew it Jason had punched whoever decided to grab him. He had to get out of here! Running outside, Jason found himself in the void. There was nothing but blackness surrounding him.

"Jason?"

Turning his head, Jason saw Liza strutting towards him. He blinked, and Liza turned into Citra, Cita smiled seductively as she got closer to him. "Citra... I'm so sorry..." Jason told her, he blinked, and now Ajay was in front of him.

"Sorry about what?" Ajay asked him softly.

"I... I don't know... I don't know... what the fuck is happening?" Jason asked himself as he looked at Ajay.

Ajay gently grabbed Jason's hands into his own and smiled gently at Jason. Jason felt his heart rate increase as he held onto Ajay's hands. "It'll be alright, Jason." Ajay softly told him.

"Will it?"

"You have me. Don't you?"

Jason watched as Ajay got closer to him. "I do, you are helping me with everything. I was a little hesitant about being a glorified babysitter to some spoiled rich prince, but you're proving this to be more than that, Ajay, I think you're like me, just wanting a bit more adventure," Jason spoke to Ajay as he held on tighter to Ajay's hands. "You're giving me a purpose, Ajay." Jason finished softly.

"Is that true?"

"Of course it is... of course it is..."

Ajay smiled and leaned down a bit so their faces were only mere inches apart. "Then prove it," Ajay ordered.

A few seconds of silence was all that happened as Jason felt his breath get caught in his throat. Finally, Jason shut his eyes and leaned in. Kissing Ajay Ghale.

Reopening his eyes, Jason let out a full blow shriek as he was now face to face with a skeleton, falling back, Jason spat out harshly.

"What the fuck!? How the fuck?! When the fuck!?" Jason looked around frantically as he realized he was now in a cave. Getting up, he looked at the skeleton he currently just locked lips with. The skeleton was currently dangling over a boulder, Jason let out a low groan.

"I... urg..." Jason rubbed his brow, and just left the cave. Looking around, Jason's brow furrowed, where the hell was he? Looking around, Jason felt his jaw drop once he realized something more horrifying. The cave he had exited out of was up in the air attached to a cliff. The only way for him to get down because Ajay had the grappling hook, was to slide down.

"FUCK!"