Maya was giving her new Maliwan SMG a final check, she was breathing heavily and sweat damped her brow. They had spent the past hour fighting through bandits, the bastards just never seemed to stop coming. They had finally made their way to the top of the ship, they were just outside the gate to the deck where Captain Flynt was bound to be. They were all doing a final check of weapons, healing any wounds, and just preparing for what would probably be a tough fight.

Maya sucked in a deep breath, doing her best to calm her pounding heart. This was the longest fight she had ever been in. Her training hadn't been nearly this intense, after all she had never been in any real danger all those years. The monks would never have risked her life like that. Still it was proving very useful, she would be dead without it. Her powers had already saved her half a dozen times. But no matter the danger she often found herself grinning in battle, she had never felt this alive!

On the rare times when she had been in need of assistance, Axton or Salvador had always been there. The three of them were actually working well as a team. Axton was good at providing general coordination, making sure none of them were ever cut off or advancing without support. Salvador was always at the head of the group, rushing into battle with guns blazing, he was lucky they could scrounge so much ammo off the bandits. Maya usually found herself somewhere in the middle of the group, her powers gave her great flexibility.

A faint flicker of motion drew her attention. She glanced to her left to see Zero appear out of thin air. It didn't even phase her anymore, he had done it several times during the battle. He was the only one who wasn't really working as part of the team. He had taken the lead during the initial attack. But he disappeared so often during the battle that it was hard to actually keep track of him. The best glimpses she got of the assassin was when he decided to engage in melee. He was absolutely brutal when he used that sword. His armor was spattered in the blood of his slain foes. Beheadings, slit throats, eviscerations, these seemed to be his favored kill methods.

Maya was slightly frustrated that the assassin seemed to be refusing to work as part of the team. True he was helpful, he had killed a large number of bandits on his own. But he never coordinated with them, never listened to Axton's calls. She swore that she had even seen Zero flip Axton off when he tried to give the assassin an order. What a dick. She didn't care if he wasn't used to working with others, or whatever his reasons were, there was no point in purposely being an ass to everyone. Okay, yeah Axton could get a little bossy in combat, but he was just trying to make them more efficient. This probably had to do with Zero still thinking he was better than all of them.

She had hoped that after fighting together they would be able to trust the assassin. But Maya was actually finding herself becoming more cautious of him, partially because of his skills that were continually being revealed. But also because it was becoming apparent he didn't give a shit if her or the others lived or died.

There had been an incident where a bandit had gotten behind her, grabbed her from behind. Axton and Salvador had been too busy to help. Her face still stung from the savage punch he had given her, throwing her to the ground. Honestly she hadn't been sure if he was going to kill her or try to rape her right there in the battle field, it was tough to tell with bandits. Her gun had been empty, and her Phaselock was active on another enemy. But she had seen Zero, over the bandits shoulder, and she KNEW that he had seen her, seen her situation. But his rifle did not kill her attacker, instead it fired at someone out of her sightline. The bandit had obviously been surprised when her arm began glowing and she slammed it through his chest. It was a power she rarely used, mostly because she was still getting the hang of it. It was likely that the adrenaline and momentary fear had given her powers a boost. Her arm was still covered in the bandit's blood. She would really need a shower after this.

After kicking the bandit off her she had been very tempted to shoot Zero in his fucking face. There was no way he didn't see her. Yeah she was more than capable of handling the situation herself, but still, they were supposed to be working together. Whatever, once they all got to Sanctuary then he could screw off and be on his own again.

"Everyone ready?" Asked Axton, glancing over his shoulder as he moved to the gate. Everyone gave him a nod and he kicked open the gate, running through first.

Maya was surprised that there were no enemies on the deck, or anywhere for that matter. Slowly they all spread out, eyes scanning the area. Claptrap moved to the lead and began shouting towards the bridge.

"Come on out Flynt! Your Claptrap unit has returned!"

Almost instantly great jets of flame began shooting up from the vents running along the deck. Axton jumped back with a curse, all of them looked towards the bridge as a booming voice echoed across the area. The same sadistic asshole they had been hearing the whole way up here.

"It's our new torture dolls boys! Let's turn up the HEAT!" The large, helmeted form of Captain Flynt, emerged from the bridge, brandishing a pistol and axe. He quickly leapt down onto the deck. More of his men came running out, some taking up positions to fire down on the Vault Hunters, while Psycho's followed their captain as he charged.

"Zero, take out those shooters!" Shouted Axton, throwing his turret to take up position facing the charging captain. He began firing bursts at those up top, leaving the captain and psycho's to Maya and Salvador, for it appeared Zero at least agreed they needed to take out the bandits up high. Each crack of his rifle signalled another dead bandit.

Salvador opened up with twin shotguns, felling several of the charging Psycho's. Confident the gunzerker could handle them, Maya focused completely on the captain. He was a big bastard. She quickly opened up with her SMG, blue electricity lacing over the captain. He literally seemed to just shrug the bullets off, howling in anger…or delight, it was tough to tell. He was weird. Maya rolled out of the way as he returned her fire, each round exploding and just narrowly missing her.

She bolted to a new piece of cover, reloading as she ran. Pressing herself up against the metal wall, Maya took in a deep breath before spinning from cover and firing again. He had been distracted by Salvador, her rounds took him full in the back, causing him to stagger forwards but he still did not die. Maya growled in frustration, reloading again as she ran from cover, straight for the captain. Her arm began glowing blue as she summoned her powers, she was going to take this brute down!

Wild screaming drew her attention, a flaming Psycho was charging right for her, waving his axe like the lunatic he was. Maya slowed her charge to fire a long burst right into the bandits face. As he fell she returned her attention to the captain who was smashing his axe down on Axton. The Commando raised his rifle to block the blow, he was thrown down by the impact, grunting loudly in pain. Maya thrust her hand out, throwing all her power into phaselocking the giant captain.

"WHAA? What's going on?!" The captain flailed, trying to break free, Maya simply grinned.

She loved this feeling, it made her feel even more alive than the combat. The rush of summoning her powers and then seeing them manifest. The surprise, fear, and awe from her foes was just icing on the cake. Before Maya could do anything to finish the captain there was a loud crack from Zero's rifle, then the captain's head exploded in a spray of blood, bone and brain. Maya let the corpse drop, turning on the assassin, he was standing on the other side of the deck, but even from here Maya saw the smiley face project on his helmet. Maya huffed, kill stealing dick. She just turned and walked over to Axton who was back on his feet, although his right arm was held awkwardly at his side.

"You okay?" She asked, allowing herself to show some concern.

"Heh, I knew you liked me," He said with a grin.

Maya rolled her eyes at him, he was persistent if nothing else, "What's wrong with your arm?" She asked, ignoring his comment. Yeah she did kind of like him, not in any kind of attraction, but he and Salvador were turning into something she could call friends.

"Dislocated it, he was a strong bastard." Axton kicked the corpse at his feet before looked back to her, "Would you mind helping me out with it?"

Maya nodded, she had gotten basic medical training in the abbey. She waited for the Commando to ready himself, after receiving a nod she quickly popped the shoulder back. He groaned slightly from the pain, but still gave her his trade mark smile.

"Well thanks beautiful."

Maya couldn't help but chuckle very faintly, at least he was cute. "You are never going to stop are you?"

"Nope, not even after you finally give into my charms," He winked at her, flashing another smile before walking towards Salvador.

Maya simply shook her head and walked over to join the other two men as they moved to where Claptrap and Zero were waiting near the bridge. At her approach Claptrap turned and began typing on a nearby console.

"Good work minions! Now we just have to get to my ship." The large metal door screeched open and Claptrap sped through. They quickly collected what loot there was before following Claptrap, he was standing at the edge of Flynt's ship, looking at the smaller ship that was simply waiting to be dropped into the see.

"There she is! Me mighty vessel! Now, drop her into the see ya scurvy dog!" Claptrap sped onto the ship with the others following.

They moved onto the small deck, following the small robot into the control room, Axton went to the console but before he did anything he turned to Claptrap.

"How long is this trip going to take?"

"A mere fifteen hours through freezing ocean and then we make landfall!"

"Okay," Axton groaned, as did all of them, "Does this ship have any supplies?"

"Of course! I stocked it with everything my future minions would need! Also it was Captain Flynts personal barge. Did I forget to mention my attempted mutiny?"

"Alright, lets get this show on the road I guess." He turned and pressed the release. With a lurch the boar was lowered, with mild gentleness, into the water.

"Alright!" Claptrap shouted excitedly, typing on the console that was just barely within his reach. "Let's set sail for Sanctuary! Toot toot!"

"I am going to kill myself," Muttered Axton, simply shaking his head as he walked below decks.

Maya and the others followed him, she really didn't want to be up top in the freezing air, nobody did. The ship wasn't exactly spacious, but she supposed it wasn't horrible either. The main room seemed to serve as everything, crew quarters, kitchen, rec room. A small bathroom containing a single shower along with the other basics was located off to the right, a small store room was to the left.

Salvador immediately ran to the kitchen, sorting through its contents, laughing excitedly as he began pulling items out and stacking them on the counter. "Oh Amigos! This is good! I'll make us a real supper tonight!" No one bothered to argue with the small man, he probably knew what he was doing.

Maya was just now feeling her exhaustion from the days events. Adrenaline was awesome, until it was gone and you felt like crap. As Axton began fiddling with a nearby radio she made her way into the bathroom, closing the door securely behind her. She let out a sift sigh, leaning against the counter, letting her head hang loosely for a moment. After a moment she looked back up at her reflection in the dirty mirror. Blood still covered most of her tattooed arm, more was splattered across her chest and stomach. Dammit she even had some in her hair, soot and dirt smudged her face and mixed with the blood on her clothes, she looked like shit.

How was she going to wash all this out? She doubted that there was a dryer for her clothes, even if there was, she didn't exactly have anything else to wear in the meantime. Maybe there was something on the ship. Leaving the bathroom she headed towards the store room, a quick glance at the bunks showing there wasn't any clothing there.

She sorted through the dozen crates in the room, almost loosing hope before she came across one full of large coats, and even a few pairs of large and baggy pants. It was likely gear for working outside in the frigid conditions. Maya held up one of the jackets and a pair of the pants, they would be huge on her, but it would do for now. Gathering up the items she headed back to the bathroom. Salvador was busy cooking, a happy smile on his face. Axton was sitting on a small sofa, working on his turret, the nearby radio was playing what sounded like…jazz. Of course Zero was nowhere to be seen.

Getting back into the bathroom she locked the door before stripping out of her clothes. The frigid air of the ship made her skin tingle as it was exposed. She turned on the shower, really hoping she would at least get warm water. Hell she would settle for lukewarm. A smile spread on her lips as she got the better option. She quickly jumped in, throwing her dirty clothes in the corner of the shower. The water felt amazing! She usually preferred her showers extremely hot, but after everything she had been through in the past few days, this was just as good.

Conscious that the water could run out or turn cold at any minute, she wasted no time in scrubbing the grime from battle off her body. When her body was as clean as she could make it she set to work on scrubbing her clothes. After a few minutes she shut the water off and grabbed the cleanest looking towel. Quickly drying off she put her underwear on and got into the much too big winter gear. The oversized coat was actually nice, it was pleasantly warm, as were the pants, only they were way too big and would require her to constantly hold onto them or else they would fall down. She wrung her wet clothes as dry as she could make them before leaving the bathroom.

One hand carrying her wet clothes, the other holding the baggy pants, Maya moved towards the heater unit, laying her now mostly clean clothes, out on the floor to dry. She would have to remember to flip them.

"Nice look!" Said Axton, giving a little whistle as he looked her over, chuckling faintly.

Maya just shook her head, smiling a little, okay she did look pretty ridiculous in the oversized clothing. She sat down on the same sofa as Axton, which was the only one, so she sat at the opposite end. Not to be rude, she just didn't want to encourage him in anyway. He simply smiled at her and continued tinkering with his turret.

"That thing kicked some ass today," She said, motioning to the turret, it had torn a group of Psycho's to shreds.

"My baby always gets the job done," He flashed her a smile, almost like a parent would when talking about their child.

Maya just nodded, of course he would refer to it was a woman. She leaned against the sofa's arm, finally letting her body relax and just enjoy the peace. Her clothing was warm, the music was gently drifting across the room and the smells from Salvador's cooking were making her mouth water. She was definitely content right now, this boat ride wouldn't be so bad. Maya could feel her eyes beginning to grow heavy, she wasn't even that tired right now, she was just very relaxed. A small nap didn't seem like such a bad thing right now. The others would wake her when supper was ready.

She didn't know how long she had slept, probably not that long as she was still in pretty much the same position when Salvador's call for dinner had woken her. As all her senses came back and the smell of the food hit her, all the tiredness left her body and Maya's stomach rumbled. She quickly made her way over to the table where Salvador had set all the food, along with four places at the table.

They all pulled up a chair and began dishing up their plates. "Salvador this looks amazing, thank you," Maya gave the man a warm smile.

"Just wait till ya try it," He said with a grin, "Then you'll really be thanking me."

Maya eagerly took her first bite and nearly moaned in pleasure. This was the best thing she had eaten on the planet, hands down. The food was spicy but not so much that it was difficult to eat, just the right amount. Eagerly they all dug into the food, sparing little conversation as they filled their empty bellies. As Maya dished up her second helping she thanked the gunzerker again and he just smiled, holding out his bottle of ale.

"Too good company! Glad you all survived that train." Salvador had a big smile on his face. Axton and Maya raised their drinks, gently clinking them together before taking a drink.

Maya had to agree with the native Pandoran's statement. She was in good company, and she was glad that Salvador and Axton were with her. They worked well together, and were pleasant company, even with Axton's nonstop flirting. Yes, she was content. They continued eating, eventually conversation began to spark up as their plates were emptied.

"So, what got you searching for the Vault, Sal?" Asked Axton, leaning back in his chair, ale in hand.

"Hyperion soldier told me about it as I was breaking his legs," The small man replied with a wild grin, they all knew he was telling the truth. "You?"

"Radio ad. I was off doing some bounty hunting and heard an ad. Riches, glory, danger, it sounded like fun so I hopped on the first flight here."

"What about you Chica?"

"Mmm, yeah, what brings a such a beautiful creature to such a harsh planet?" Axton was leaning on his elbow now, giving her his usual grin.

"I thought I could find information about Siren's here," She really had no reason to hide anything from them. It's not like her quest was a big secret anyway. "I thought there might be a connection with the vaults and eridium. I also heard that a Siren had been on this planet before."

"And the whole bounty thing didn't bother you?"

"I actually didn't find out about it until I got here."

"So what are you going to do once we get to Sanctuary? I mean, pretty sure Sal is with me on killing Handsome Jack to death. But what about you?"

Maya could tell it was a sincere question, she even saw a bit of concern in the commandos eyes. This is why she never got too upset at his flirtations. He was still a nice guy. "Honestly I am not sure. I only have shaky leads at best. But all of them involve the vault and eridium, which will lead me into conflict with Hyperion. So…I think I will help out with your plan," She flashed them a both a smile, which was returned. "Plus I figure Jack is the one who put the bounty on me in the first place. He must have some reason for it. Maybe it will give me some more clues."

"So we question him then, what was it you wanted to do?" Axton looked over at Salvador for a moment "Then we beat him to death with his own arms?" Axton grinned and Salvador laughed.

Maya felt herself chuckle faintly, "Yes I would like to ask him a few questions first."

"I think we can manage that."

Maya smiled again, taking another drink before finishing off the last scrapes on her plate. "Salvador that was fantastic, thank you." The short man simply smiled and nodded to her, "Who taught you to cook like that?"

"Mi abuela," At the confused looks they gave him he paused, seeming to struggle with the right words "My..."

"Mother?" Offered Axton.

"No, older!"

"Grandmother?"

"Ci! She taught me to cook." The man smiled warmly, it was very clear that he held great affection for his grandmother.

Maya just smiled at him, not knowing what to really say. She wasn't exactly familiar with the whole family thing. She had been given to the monks once it was realized she was a Siren. She had no memory of a mother or father, just the monks. Sometimes she wondered what her life would have been like if she were normal. Or had at least grown up on a normal planet, one not run by a crazy group of asshole monks.

Maya rose and began clearing her dishes, brushing the thoughts away. It was pointless to think about it. What's done was done, dwelling in the past served little purpose. She rinsed her dishes off and turned back to the table, helping the others to finish clearing it. She noted that Salvador still made sure to leave the fourth place set though. God he was even nice to Zero.

She honestly didn't know why he bothered though. There wasn't a chance in hell that Zero would eat with them. That would require removing his helmet, and god forbid anyone saw his face and the aura of mystery was dispelled. He tried WAY too hard to keep up the cliché. They hadn't even seen him since getting on the boat. Although for all they knew he could be sitting in the room right now, just cloaked. The thought made Maya tense slightly and she scanned the room carefully. She didn't see anything out of the ordinary but that mean nothing. She just calmed herself with the fact that he would probably find them too uninteresting to remain in the same room for so long.

Maya pushed the assassin from her thoughts as she headed towards the bunks, stopping to turn her clothes over first. As skilled as Zero was it wouldn't be that big of a blow when he inevitably left them. She knew he would leave, what reason did he have to stay? Sure there was safety in numbers, but he didn't think they were that skilled. So yeah, she was pretty sure he would bail once they reached Sanctuary. Whatever, it's not like it bothered her. After he just watched her fighting that bandit she really didn't care what happened to him. What kind of dick just sat there and watched someone get attacked? Especially someone who you were supposed to be working with?

Okay, yes they had still been treating him as a potential threat, but he wasn't doing anything to help his case! Maya grumbled to herself as she laid down on her cot, moving the covers away as she laid down. She wasn't quite ready to sleep yet, but she was getting there. She pushed thoughts of the assassin from her mind. Instead she focused on what was to come.

Once they reached Sanctuary it would be much easier to plan their next move. She knew that going along with the others would lead her to some answers. After all Jack, the vault, Eridium, they were all connected. Maybe she would even be able to dig up some information on the other Siren that had visited the planet. She wondered what the other woman would be like. The foolish part of her mind imagined some wise seer like woman who could give her all the answers she sought. The universe didn't work like that. Knowing her luck she would probably just wind up with more questions. Still it would be nice to meet someone like her. Her mind continued swirling with thoughts for some time, sleep slowly crept up on her and took her without her even realizing it.


Taking Jack up on his offer would be so easy. None of them have noticed me, despite the fact that I have been in the same room the entire time. For a moment it seemed like the Siren had spotted me, her eyes had scanned the whole room very carefully but still she could not detect me. I wouldn't say that I am hiding from them, it's just easier if they don't see me. Then they don't have to bother trying to figure out if I am on their side. Besides, I don't particularly enjoy being scrutinized. I am not used to having people stare at me, or even see me for such an extended period of time.

So I found a comfortable spot in the room, on top of a series of sturdy lockers. It's out of the way so none of them will bump into me, gives me a perfect vantage of the room, and even should I deactivate my cloak it's still very unlikely anyone will see me in the shadows up here.

Listening to their conversations as dinner had proved very dull, unsurprisingly. The most interesting bit of information came from the Siren, also unsurprising. It seemed she was looking for answers to her lineage. It appears she knows little more than myself on the subject. She also mentioned her hopes of meeting another Siren, that has also piqued my interest. This Siren was already proving to be capable, would this second one be even more powerful?

The very thought brings a smile to my lips, again it seems I have followed the correct path. With each passing battle I find myself growing more intrigued with the Siren. Every kill she makes excites me as it proves her skill and raises my hopes. She just may prove to be a worthy challenge after all. The longer I follow her the more of her abilities I see. Today had provided me with a very special treat indeed.

I had seen that bandit tackle her from behind, I watched the entire struggle with eager eyes. A small part of me had been tempted to help her, to ensure that my prize would remain alive long enough to fulfill my dreams. But that would have been detrimental, if she had needed my help then she wouldn't be what I was seeking. At any rate, she hadn't needed my help, oh far from it. I can recall perfectly as her tattoos lit up, the look of determination and ferocity in her eyes, her glowing fist as it erupted from the bandits back. I watched it all through the scope of my rifle, completely hypnotized. The blood as it rained down on her, formed rivers down her glorious tattoos.

When she unceremoniously kicked the body off her and rose, in all her bloody glory, my breath hitched. Something that has never happened to me. I felt something in that moment I have never felt before. Admiration. Even more strange and foreign, I had felt attraction. My eyes couldn't leave her in that moment. She stood strong in her victory, covered in her foes blood. In that moment she had been beautiful. I have never felt attraction to a human before. But I suppose she wasn't exactly human. Still, it is most strange. I suppose it makes sense. Never before have I encountered a being that I had such high hopes for, that had intrigued me to such an extent. It would be appropriate, in a poetic sense, if I was attracted to my ultimate target.

However this causes me a moment of distress. I am…unfamiliar with feelings of attraction. I do not know how to process this, how to even react to it. Is this a sign? If this how I know that this Siren will be the one to make my dream come true? Is she the one, my ultimate target? Perhaps this feeling of attraction will make the battle, and the eventual kill, all the sweeter. Perhaps some form of attraction is needed to achieve the one kill that will never fade from my memory. I have never felt this before, neither have I ever achieved the ultimate kill. This must be a sign.

I had considered abandoning the group once we reached Sanctuary. But now, I know that I cannot. She must be the one. She is the one I have been searching for, the greatest target of all. I know now that I must stick with this group. Watch her powers as the reveal themselves, watch her grow more powerful. This mission she and the others have set themselves on, it will be dangerous. I may even have to protect her, should it come to that. Until now I would have considered that a weakness, proof that she was not worthy of my time. But with this feeling…she must be the one, it is the only explanation.

I cannot fight her battles for her though. No, the wisest course would be to protect her from unseen threats. I shall only assist her from foes she cannot defend against. Foes that I know she could handle given the opportunity. Then she can grow to her full potential, show me everything she is capable of. Once that is done, once she is ready, I can finally make my move.

I try to imagine what it will feel like, engaging the Siren in battle. I am certain that nothing in my life will even compare. It will be the most glorious moment of my life. Once more a smile touches my lips at the thought of the Siren. Finally after so long, I have found what I have yearned for all my life.

My lifespan is longer than that of humans, how much longer, I do not know. For I have never met any of my kind before. By my own count I am eighty-seven human years. How much longer will I live, that is not something I cannot answer. My body does not feel aged, I do not view my face much but I believe it would still be considered youthful. I am sure many would put myself and the Siren at the same age. But it is the unknown that worries me. Since I cannot be sure of my natural lifespan, my search is all the more desperate. I do not know what time I have left. I had begun to lose faith in ever achieving my dream. Until I came here, to Pandora. Until I saw her.

My eyes drifted over to the sleeping Siren. Unlike the other two she was silent in her slumber. In perfect silence I leap off my hiding place and walk over to her. She is sleeping on her side, I crouch down to look into her face. She does not notice me, but this is expected and desired. As I gaze into her peaceful face I realize just how much of my hopes I have placed in her. What if I am wrong? How would I recover from that? Perhaps I am placing too much faith in her, after all there are things about her that make me doubt.

Her emotions are easily exploited. I have noticed how easy it is to enrage her. While she has not stated it outloud, I have seen the anger in her eyes as she looks at me. When I did not shoot that bandit attacking her I sincerely thought she was going to turn her powers on me. She struggles to control her anger. I have noticed that her aim, while not poor, is certainly not as refined as it could be. Apart from the bandit today, I have yet to see her melee capabilities. She does move with a certain grace, leading me to suspect that she does have at least some training there. It is clear she has received training in all fields, but it is also obvious that she lacks real world experience, which is what makes someone truly deadly. No amount of training can substitute for the real thing.

Yet despite my doubts I cannot stop myself for placing my hopes in her. It must be this attraction. The more I think on it, the more certain I become that it is a sign. She is the one. I am meant to travel with her, watch her reach her potential, even help her if necessary. Then she will provide me with the challenge I seek. I had hoped that my ultimate target would already be ready for me, ready to provide the challenge I thirst for. Perhaps I should be looking at this like a long hunt. Waiting patiently for my target to reach the killing ground. It will be a long journey, but that should make the end all the more memorable.

I smile again, satisfied with my rationales, after all they are the only things that make sense. My search for the ultimate target leads me to this Siren who in turn brings about something I have never felt before. It cannot be unrelated. She is the target I have searched for my whole life. I will have to wait until I know it is time. I am sure there will be another sign, just like this one. Something will change that will let me know she is ready. The Siren shivered slightly as the oversized coat fell from her shoulder and uncovered her skin. I silently pull it back up and then cover her with the blanket bunched up at the foot of the bed. Until that time comes I shall have to ensure she stays alive.


Alright ladies and gents! Another chapter.

Okay so not much to say about Maya's part here. Just building on her relationships with the others for the most part.

Now onto Zero's bit, Which I am sure will cause the most discussion. First of all I just want to get this out of the way. Zero is NOT in love with Maya! Merely just realized a certain level of attraction based on her powers. Okay, not that's out of the way.

I also delved a bit more into Zero, wants, ways of thinking. Obviously there hasn't had a normal life, thus leading to never having experienced any kind of attraction before. That's why there is all confused about this attraction. Since not finding the ultimate target, nor been attracted to anyone before, they must be linked right? Totally, if you are attracted to them it must mean you are supposed to kill them. Way to go Zero!

As for the decision to try and keep Maya alive. That is really just born of an inability to properly process all these new emotions. I wanted to highlight that while Maya is well trained, she has no real world experience, no true battles to let her grow stronger. Zero sees this, sees her growing potential and wants to help her reach it. To kill her...yeah, weird dude. Anyway, that's the best I ca explain it right now. Any questions or concerns about it, leave it in a review or PM me for an immediate answer/ clarification.

A quick note on update schedules. This is my secondary story, I am working on a huge ME/SW cross over (Yay for shameless self promotion!) That one does take up alot of my time. But this story is flowing really nicely and is a joy to write. I will guarantee an update at least once a month. I am aiming for 2 though. If there is ever going to be a delay longer than a month I will say so.

Okay, that's it from me! No reviews since I uploaded this at the same time as the first.

All reviews are extremely welcome and appreciate. Constructive criticism is always appreciated, along with questions, concerns, or just love. Ha ha. Okay, I'm done now.

Stay Classy.