Chapter 3 : Nine Toes and The Arena

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Drax was petting Reikon as Mordecai was retrieving the prosthetic leg for TK Baha this 'item' along with one other goal that was near the area. The Vault Hunters bombarded Drax with questions about the storm of Rakks and the fight between him and Scar. Drax stared dumbly at them as if it was too much for him to handle before Lilith finally cut everyone off. "I will make this easy for you Drax since you seem to hate talking." Drax nodded. Lilith begun her interrogation of Drax "did you see the storm of Rakks?" Drax nodded, "Do you know what killed them?" Drax nodded again. "Can you show us what killed them" Drax held up Raijin and stood there as it didn't register with the other Vault Hunters what he meant. It finally dawned on Brick who laughed hard enough to cause his massive body to quake. "GOD DAMN! You're a bonafide Badass if I have ever seen one." Brick managed to squeeze out that one line before his laughter seemed to increase.

Drax smiled a bit and dramatically holstered his revolver before turning back to Scars corpse. Drax pointed at the body and watched in amazement as Reikon feasted on the larger Skag as though it was the tastiest thing in the world.

Once all was said and done the gang returned to T.K. Baha and turned in his little side missions before glancing up at the setting sun. A unanimous decision was made to sleep in Fyrestone before moving out to fight Nine Toes in the morning. Each Vault Hunter got their own home and Drax let the Skag dig a hole underneath the house for its den. Even now Drax could hear as the Skag was melting the rock with its bile.

Drax waited for a few moments in the entryway of his home as the other Vault Hunters went to sleep. Drax rubbed a hand down his face as his pulse quickened and his vision grew red. The days events were catching up to him and his consciousness blacked out.

Somewhere else entirely. . . . .

"Are you so sure that this was a good idea?" a timid female voice asked.

"Of course it is, he is the perfect killing machine and should be easy to control." A more assertive douchey voice responded.

"But, his history shows that he isn't so simple. He was excommunicated for a reason it was shown that he was relentless and too bloodthirsty to handle." The timid voice spoke up slightly raising her voice trying to get the point across.

"I told you he will follow us regardless of what you found from your LIMITED time in the systems of that primitive government." The douche responded. The clicking of dress shoes grew more distant as the Douche left the room. As the room closed and multiple locks were heard before an elevator lifted the man, the timid girl sighed before reopening the video.

"This isn't some typical man, he is a monster and despite what he says after his supposed 3 year captivity and torture this man should have stayed in that asylum." the female voice mumbled as she rewatched an incident file that was recorded during a war unfamiliar to her.

Back on Pandora, Fyrestone

Drax walked out of his room in a blood stained jumpsuit and holding his head as though he had a massive hangover. Mordecai was the first to notice and tapped him on the shoulder which was met with the laziest head turn possible. "Amigo, you don't look so good. Had a bit too much to drink?" Mordecai asked with concern before grabbing a bucket of water that was used to let BloodWing drink when she got thirsty last night. "Blood drank from this but it should help a bit for that headache."

Drax slowly grabbed it and chugged the entire bucket in one breathe before handing the empty bucket back to Mordecai. Roland noticed this as well and disapprovingly shook his head before walking to the gate geared and ready for war. Brick walked out of his room rolling his neck and popping his arms as he flexed unconsciously.

Lilith walked out of her room glanced at Drax and her nose wrinkled in disgust. "I was hoping I was going to be wrong but it looks like that's all you have." as she looked Drax up and down at his crusted bloodied jumpsuit. Drax thought to himself 'Your one to talk your wardrobe is the exact same thing'

Lilith walked back into her room and brought out a waster like outfit. The shoulders had leather pads that gave it a pauldron look with metal studs. The center was a dark leather armor that allowed an undershirt to be put on underneath it. The center had holsters that crossed over his midriff with a bandolier around his waist. The outfit also had long dried leather pants that were a very dark brown and had knife holsters all around it. Lilith handed to Drax and started pushing him to his home. "As scary as your bloodied jumpsuit looks, it's disgusting so go and get changed." Drax held the clothes up completely confused until she shoved him through the doorway and closed his door.

Drax changed and grabbed his silver case of drugs before stashing it in a pocket on his leg. He also holster the Raijin in his chest holster before noticing a old fashioned duster that he could wear. Drax threw it on and grabbed some kitchen knives from the home. When Drax left the room and sheathed them in multiple sheaths that were on the legs of the waster outfit Lilith gave him. When he finally left his home and showed off his new Wandering Waster outfit, Drax was met with approval from Lilith, Brick, and Mordecai. Roland wasn't near the homes and was waiting impatiently at the gate for the group to arrive.

The group left chatting together and being relatively friendly until they reached Roland. Roland cut them off and attempted to bring a plan for the group but was shot down on all fronts since Brick was just wanted to punch. Mordecai shrugged and Drax didn't show any form of response as his expression was blank the entire time. Lilith just giggled as the entire group cared little for any form of plan as Roland sputtered in defeat before just waving them forward and muttering something under his breath.

The group hiked through the canyon back to Skag Gully ready for a fight. Dex lead the group with his revolver out and ready and Roland taking up the rear. The group passed through the Gully to a grave where a T.K. Baha's wife lay. Drax did a cross of respect across his chest before moving forward as the others bowed their heads in silent respect. The Vault Hunters continued forward and eventually reached the entrance to Nine Toes hideout.

A pile of dead skag bodies were rotting in the front but there was no sign of whoever did it. Mordecai checked the bodies as the others set up a perimeter scanning the walls of the canyon for any hidden attackers. The group of Vault Hunters moved into the cave and was amazed at how much it opened up. When the group looked forward a large canyon separated the the entrance presumably to Nine toes and the Vault Hunters.

Drax pointed to a barracks looking building that bridged the gap and as they slowly approached it (looking around for ambushes) they peered inside.

"Anyone else weirded out at the lack of bandits in Nine Toes hideout?" Mordecai spoke up from the back. Brick walked into the barracks and spoke from inside "if there were any bandits then I would punch them"

The group followed in finding the other side blocked off and lockers shoved towards the sides. Drax's eyes widened and spun around right as the door they came in closed. The Team drew their weapons and was met with a greenish gas. Drax dropped to the ground and covered his nose with his clothes while everyone else passed out.

Drax eventually succumbed and everyone laid there as the gas lingered for an extra 10 minutes. Both doors opened and Nine Toes stepped. "Bring the fresh meat to the ring" Nine Toes commanded as his bandits dragged them away…

Sorry to leave it there but I have been stuck in a writers block trying to figure out how to do this part. I swear the next chapters will come out a little quicker this time.