Frank, hand wrapped in bandages, had called every assassin and mercenary he could think of for one job; Killing Sin. Unfortunately, Only one answered. Named Edwin. or as He called him self 'Voidwalker'

"I hope you understand this is one of the most violent people on Pandora" Edwin nodded. "He'll be dead within the hour" Edwin said "I just need a location" "I dont know where that psycho is." "Have any idea where he would be?" "He's not hard to find. Just follow the trail of corpses"

Sin woke up and looked around. He was surrounded by bloody corpses, and was extremely hungover. Edwin had heard of him. Heard what he was capable of. He knew it wouldn't be easy to best him in a gun fight, so his best bet was sniping from afar. He lined up the sights, and as he fired, the scream of a rakk startled him, causing a misfire, catching Sin in the shoulder, and flooring him.

"Fuck!" Sin said. It was too early for this. He saw a shadow stand over him, and a voice said "So you're the famous 'Sin'. I expected more of a fight." Edwin pressed a pistol to Sin's head, and cocked it.

Sin smiled, and grabbed the gun, turning it on him, and nearly breaking The Voidwalker's wrist. Sin managed to bring himself to his feet. He turned to see the same gun in his face, and a smile on Sin's. "Oh how the tables have turned" Sin said, as one of the corpses started moving, Sin shot it in the head, and Edwin took the opportunity to send him into some rocks.

"Oof! Rich sediment deposits here!" Sin noted, as His adversary took out trusty corrosive pistols , and looked at Sin, still wearing a twisted smile.

"What is wrong with you?" The assassin said, and Sin just laughed a mad cackle. 'Okay then' Edwin thought, as Sin attempted to stand. Sin pulled a shotgun (that he had 'borrowed' on his way out of Sanctuary. It was Brick's or something) off his back "Mine's bigger" He commented, and Edwin replied "Do you ever stop talking?" He opened fire, only for Sin to move out of the way, and fire right back. Edwin ducked behind a rock wall, and Sin walked towards it

"Some 'assassin'. Who the fuck hired you? Tell me and i might not kill you" Sin said, and Edwin peaked around the corner, and shot Sin in the knee cap with a pistol.

Sin fell to the ground. "YOU FUCKNUGGET!" Sin said, in pain. Edwin walked close, only for Sin to lift the shotgun and shoot him in the shin. Edwin wasn't wounded. His entire body was covered, but his knee still was hurt by the shot. Sin struggled to his feet.

"No more Mr. Nice Psycho." He put the gun to Edwin's head, and pulled the trigger.

*click*

Sin burst out into laughter, and said "OH I REALLY HAD YOU SCARED THERE!"

Edwin stabbed Sin in the leg with the blade on the end of his pistol.

"YOU HUMORLESS PRICK" Sin said. Edwin drove the end of the blade into Sin's stomach, and Sin smiled through the blood escaping his mouth. Sin grabbed a pistol from his side, and fired, point blank, knocking him back.

"I'll let you live. That was fun, and we really must do this again" Sin said, through a bloodsoaked, for once his own blood, grin.

"We're not through yet" "Yeah we are." "We wont be as long as you're still breathing" Edwin said, and Sin just said "Look pal. I spared you, despite every voice in my head telling me to splatter your brains all over the desert. And I know you. We've met before. You were fighting for the Lost Legion, as a hired soldier" Sin said.

Sin was the first target to ever meet the assassin and live to tell the tale.

After dispatching of more would-be assassins, Sin kicked in Franks' door, and did something involving a spork, which ended with Frank being covered in his own blood.

"Actually, Mr. Anarchy's too lazy to write a better chapter" He said snidely, the asshole, and walked out the door, into the badlands.

Later that night

Sin sat in front of a campfire, eating some meat that may or may not have been Frank's arm.

"Hello Sin" A voice in his head suddenly said.

"The fuck? Who are you? Youre not one of the usual voices."

"They're gone now. I was hungry. I have information you'll want"

"Okay. Spit it out then, asshat"

"Asshat? Nevermind. The Crimson Raiders killed your parents."

"I know that"
"NO. They killed your mom"

"What? And if youre in my head, how do you know this?"

"I know lots of things Sin. They were the bandits who raped and killed her. So now you get payback"

"Nah. Tina wont let me."

"You mean that little bitch has the madman of the badlands on a leash?'

"What? No"

"Then what's stopping you? Morals? You know you dont have any. They turned you into the murderous psycho you are today. I know your real feelings about yourself Sin. You hate yourself. You hate who you are and what you do. You're pathetic."

"Shut Up Shut Up SHUT UP!" Sin yelled, and to anyone looking, it would have been to noone.

The voice was right, he knew. He finally said, after a bit of silence.

"What'd you have in mind" "Kill them all, and those Vault Hunters too."

"Sounds fun. I'll start tomorrow, Voice in my head!" Sin said.

"Please, Call me Jack."

Heya! Sin here! It's finally killing time! Pity Frankie had to die, via Spork. And Edwin, buddy, pal, Great fight! Was ALOT of fun. Review please for more murder! Oh, If you do the contest, I have three guidelines!

Black messy hair

Tattoos

Glasgow (Joker) Smile. Ya know, like Heath had in the Dark knight.