Krieg: Chapter 1: Bicycle Built For Two

The sandy courtyard fills with dust and gun smoke. The Bandit camp that was once a proud heap of scrap metal and crude graffiti, now it lay in tattered ruins. Bodies littered the floor like autumn leaves, blood became the texture of this place, splattered across every surface, further painting the horrors that had occurred only moments Ago. A lone bandit strode across the courtyard, his hand's shaking under his Bandit assault rifle. above him hung one of his comrades, his neck chained to an overhead railing post, swaying in the breeze like fresh grass. The Bandit had seen and committed countless acts of violence ever since he began his life of crime and Sadist reputation, but what happened here was the work of a true Psycho. Little did he know, he was being watched by the very same man.

The Psycho sat on a rock, ignoring the voice in his head as if it were a faulty radio signal, this voice seemed to love a good commentary, as if this voice was Krieg himself. Krieg did not care however, a fresh lamb to slaughter was right in front of him, he cared little for logical reasons.

' I don't know the dead man ... probably didn't deserve what he got, Does not make him special thou" Rising to his feet, he grabbed for his trusty Buzz Axe, it would feed again

'All kind's of people die out here ... The Innocent ... And the not so innocent ... If I'm lucky ... He has not noticed me yet"

Krieg leaped off the rock, silently running towards the courtyard, his axe clasped tight and his movements almost silent. it would only take one glorious strike before the beautiful red water would flow once more, He could not wait.

'I want to warn him ... To Tell him to run ... to hide ... To get out of sight so I would not have to kill him ... That's what I want to say"

Krieg can't handle it anymore, loosing control of his movements he charges the man, gaining speed and rage as each foot gains closer ground to the target, his finger revving the Buzz Axe Trigger, causing the Buzz saw on a stick to roar to life, spinning the buzz blade at high speed's, destined to tear flesh and slice through bones with horrific Dexterity not even Doctor Zed could Achieve.

'What actually comes out of my mouth is ...'

"I HAVE THE SHINIEST MEAT BICYCLE !"

The axe comes down hard, tearing through the bandit like a hot knife through rotten cheese. The man's scream is music to Krieg's ears. The sand is dyed blood-red and turns into more of a slushy than an earth element. The man drop's and Krieg let's out a little victorious laugh

'Hmm ... Close enough'

Hours Later

The hot afternoon sun weigh Krieg down as he walks along the train tracks. He is hot, Hungry and Thirsty for a certain red liquid that flows in all of us, but most of all, he is lonely. The average lifespan for Krieg's friends are usually about 5 - 10 minutes sometimes 15 minutes if they have thick armor, either way they all end up the same way, red and dead. It's not his intentions to kill everyone, the tests they conducted on him below the planet certainly were not calming in the slightest. His Inner self, also known as his Sane half, was a soul trapped in a violent husk. He could hear a faint hum, as if something was approaching

'This is me ...'

"I'm read for a spine tingler !"

"Yeah ... Great ... Hey remember when we were sane ?"

"She can taste the bloody hatred"

"Guess not ... Still cant hear me can ya ? ...little voice in your head trying to remind you when we could go hours ... days even without screaming our desires to ride Bicycles made of meat ... I don't even remember"

The slow hum in Krieg's ears became louder until it was literally breathing down his back, the 1 o'clock train was running a bit early, He rolled to the side, the train barely clipping his shoulder, sending him sprawling to his knee's in the dirt and dusk. He felt like sleeping, but he was not dead yet, the bastards made sure he could not die. he rolled to his side the heat creating dancing mirages ahead of him, he thought he saw an angel or something better to kill. His one exposed eye widened in both surprise and interest. A young woman stood ahead on a train platform, her slim developed body sent pleasured goosebumps up his arms and back, even her gun allured him

"Oh my god ... She's got a Maliwan SMG ... She's a Siren warrior who could kill me with her brain ... She's the most Beautiful woman I've ever seen'

"B...Beautiful"

Maya stood at the platform, the hot sun beading down on her harsh and heavy. She was glad she wore her usual outfit which consisted of a one sleeved tight combat tank top, tight maneuverable pants and a great rack and blue hair to match it all off. She had once made the mistake of wearing this to Frostburn cavern, thank god she was with no men at the time, her pouches and grenades were not the only thing sticking out of her shirt, if you catch her drift. She awaited spotted the train approach and checked she had all her things. She had business in Sanctuary and had yet to go there herself, after she visits sanctuary she should be able to fast teleport when ever she needed to.

She heard a loud thump as the train hit something up ahead "Probably just a Skag"

she felt her Siren powers peek, she could have sworn something or someone was watching her. she checked over her shoulder and noticed nothing but an empty station, her local data had said this area was known for its Bandit attacks, the bandits group were known as Sewer Rat's or Rat's for short. They thrived off stolen technology and scavenged metal for their weapons and settlements, but they were mainly known to exist underground, she shrugged off the Idea and caught movement down the track. Someone was laying in the dirt, pulling themselves to their feet

"What the hell ... Is that a Psycho ?"

'Tell her she is as gorgeous as 1000 sun set's ... Tell her you need her help ... Tell her to rescue you and care for you ... And whatever you do, do not scream the word poop at the top of your lungs"

"I'M THE CONDUCTOR OF THE POOP TRAIN !"

She grimaced, what could have been a normal human turned out to be a complete lunatic, a Psycho. She figured he was hostile and could take the risk, she leaped off the stairs and loaded her Maliwan, aiming it up high she began to shoot off short bursts of elemental power. Krieg's eye saddened at what he had said, even his Insane half wanted her to like him. He dived down behind a rock, as the ground erupted in gunfire around him.

'It's over Idiot ...You're going to die here now and the last words out of your mouth would have been ... Train'

Movement behind the Siren, men crawled out from air ducts and behind dumpsters, but the Siren was still unaware. These men all appeared different, there was no identifiable uniform to these men, as if they had scavenged what they could just to have clothes on their back. The Rat's drew out rusty knifes and lead pipes, gun's were reserved for the richer poor rat's.

'Oh great ... here come the Rat's ... Turn around Siren ... Turn Around or you are dead !'

The rat's stood behind Maya, one of them drawing a long make shift axe, ready to embed itself in the back of her skull

'Tell her to look back ... Now'

"STRIP THE FLESH !"

'No ... Listen to me'

"SALT THE WOUND !"

Krieg shook his head in disappointment, it's as if his mouth was separate from his brain, what he would give just to have a normal conversation with someone without screaming or attacking them.

'yeah great ... we will salt all the wounds later ... But right now if you dont listen to me she is going to die ... And it will be all your fault'

Krieg's mind was in utter turmoil. he wanted to save this beautiful woman, he wanted to hold her and for her to hold him. He wanted to be able to sleep next to a woman who can comfort him and love him for who he is, or once was. He was tired of being angry all the time, he wish he had full control of both his words and his emotions, he fought back, images of the Siren dying in his head, boiling his rage against the Rat's, further expanding the emotional balloon until it finally popped, for the first time in years, he felt both love and control

"ARRRHG ... TURN AROUND PRETTY LADY !"

He threw his axe with all his might, it sung through the air as if it were a bullet, spinning through the air it dug deep into the Rats head, the buzz saw pulling the Rat's head closer as it cut along his head down to the nape of his neck. Krieg launched himself at full speed, landing on the Rat and ripping the Axe from its head and moving to the next target,Laughing out loud Krieg danced in blood it high, it carved through the mans chest, severing lungs and rib's from the mans torso and rendering the world a bloody mess. His axe then found its way into another man's skull. Maya only stood back watching in both amazement and confusion

"That's the stuff !"

'why is this Bandit saving me ... from other Bandits ?"

Another rat charged at Krieg, knife drawn. Krieg grabbed both of the man's shoulders and held him at bay. The man dropped his knife and his morale it seemed, as he wet himself. Krieg looked deep into the man's eyes and screamed aloud.

"I'M GOING TO PUT MY PAIN INTO YOUR SOUL !

The man screamed then fainted at the horror of Krieg's words. Krieg let the man slump to the ground, normally he would have ripped the man apart, but now he had relative control over his actions. A loud scream urged from behind him, Krieg knew it was too late. A Rat was about to plunged a Knife deep into his head and end his pitiful life, he awaited the darkness and cursed himself for not telling the Woman he loved her, weird and fast as his emotion was. The darkness never came, Krieg turned and behold the confusing event. The Rat was suspended mid-air, a blue aura surrounded him.

Maya stepped forward. With her arms outstretched it became clear to Krieg that she had saved him with her Telekinesis abilities. He nodded thanks to her and smiled inside his mask, he had not genuinely smiled for years, unless it was over the bloody carnage he caused. He turned to the rat and lifted his axe, jumping up high, he brought the axe down mid-air and split the man in half in a cloud of Psychic energy and blood. He pulled the axe from the thing's mangled corpse and turned to Maya

'Now tell her thank you ... Tell her that because of her ... we might actually one day be able to act like a normal person again ...'

"I POWDERED MY COCKATIEL FOR THE RIB CAGE SLAUGHTER !"

she looked disgusted at his outburst, he felt the remains of his heart twist and wretch, there he went and screwed it all up, he would be alone forever and lve out the rest of his days as a sadistic bastard whose brains were as good as mush. He decided his life was as good as a skags.

'Well ... I don't know about you but ... I think we should stick a Dahl in our mouth and end it ... I;m tired'

The Siren only stared at him, realizing he had no control over his words, except when he called her beautiful, that certainly was not expected of a Psycho on Pandora, she noticed his extreme muscles and did feel a bit excited by them. She decided he was not a threat and gave him a smug and attractive smile, which lightened Krieg's soul forever more.

'Close enough'

Authors Note:

All right. so that was the First chapter of this Borderlands Fanfic, what did you think ? Any good ? please review !

This chapter was basically the trailer just placed in word form, so don't give me credit for developing the intro, most of the credit goes to Gearbox for their amazing borderlands trailer ETC

Still more to come :) I really like the battle Krieg is having with his own sanity it's really inspiring to write about

Thanks guys

-Phillip