As usual you know before i say it. I OWN NOTHING! ((Schultz reference)) Borderlands and all of the brands or names mentioned belong to the people or company in question.
I have not beat the game yet, the story will likely be revised more often than new chaters updated, or i might just decide i like my story the way a wrote it.
Get you're popcorn and soda ready, and turn you phone off or i will call the friggen cops.
They Killed Mordecai... Those Bastards!
"No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue, I could not foresee this thing happening to you" The radio blared as Roland pulled the car up in the dusty overhead beside Mordecai's shack. Roland killed the engine
and waited for Mordecai to come out and get in the car. Roland rapidly grew impatient and hopped out of the car" Probably just putting the final touches on his makeup" Roland thought. "Mordecai... MORDECAI! OPEN
THE DAMN DOOR!" Yelled Roland as he pounded on the door to Mordecai's small shack. There was no answer at the door, the subtle scratching that could be heard just on the other side of the door made Roland very
uneasy. "Mordecai I swear to god if you don't open the door I will kill you! Ok man seriously open the door…. I have cookies!" Seconds passed that turned to minutes. "Weak dude friggen weak!" Roland Reared his
leg back and kicked the rickety door doing nothing but hurting his foot and pissing himself off, and in his fit of rage he took out his elephant gun and shot at the door knob missing completely but still blowing the door
into millions of little pieces. "Wake up you little bit…." Roland's sentence was cut short; he was speechless at what he saw. There on the floor was Mordecai's dead body, a knife in one hand, a note in the other. A
burn mark and a hole that was still smoking were on his back just below the neck. It looked as though he was shot with a fire elemental gun, and whoever pulled the trigger was still close. Roland dropped to his
knees, Tears falling from his eyes, His best friends body laid cold and dead in the floor. Roland placed his hands in the blood trailing from the body and pulled his hand back toward himself making a fist with Mordecai's
blood in it. Roland pulled his combat knife and released his fist, "I love you my friend" he mumbled, and then plunged the knife into his hand, merging his blood with Mordecai's blood. Roland then proceeded to grab
the note from Mordecai's body, it read "Just forget it Roland, he got what was coming to him, as will you if you pursue this matter further." Roland held the note close to his body and stared upwards, tears falling
from his eyes. "RAKKK" rang out from behind, Roland quickly turned around dropping the note and grabbing his revolver, it was only Mordecai's bloodwing. Roland let out a sigh of relief, he thought he was next.
"You're with me now buddy" and if he understood he jumped onto Roland's shoulder. Roland looked around the shack, hoping to find something that would give him insight into what might have happened to
Mordecia. Guns under the bed, in the closet, in the fridge, in the floor boards, and in the toilet, but nothing out of the ordinary for Mordecai. There was nothing else for Roland to search; he had to look for answers
elsewhere, so he headed out to his car with his new found trusty bloodwing. Roland took one last look at the shack, and then sped off toward Fyrestone.
First Revise