Adult-FanFiction.org : Games

Siren's Song	By : LadyHavok Category: +A through F > Borderlands Views: 5168 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own or profit from the stories I write. The Borderlands series is owned by someone else. Unfortunately.

Chapter List
- 1-Finding
- 1
“Maya? Maya! Get up!” Gaige’s sweet voice shrilled into her peaceful slumber. Groaning in annoyance at her rude awakening, Maya rolled over on the tiny cot and Phaselocked Gaige’s foot, causing the teenager to trip and almost hit her head on the bunk’s support beam.

“This had better be good punk,” she threatened, although everyone knew she would never lay a hand to harm on the child. Bandits she could rip to shreds and laugh, but this obnoxious teenager with a disturbing obsession with mechanical toys was off limits.

Gaige growled in irritation, but answered, “He’s gone again.”

Sighing, Maya threw her arm over her eyes, dreading where she might find the only person out of their motley bunch that no one but her could either track or communicate with.

Krieg.

He was technically her responsibility, since he had followed her to sanctuary in the first place. She couldn’t get over how he behaved. He was a Psycho. Literally. The class of humanoid that had been driven insane by Pandora. But, somehow, he was different. She saw him fighting to be… not insane. And while she was still a bit wary of him, she found herself wanting to help him, wanting to bring out those moments of clarity that only she seemed to catch a glimpse of.

Moaning as her sleep deprived muscles protested her movement, she sat up, her feet easily sliding into her combat boots. As she stretched, she listened to the dim babble of the Crimson Raiders below. She looked out of the large opening that served both as a window and as source of cool air and saw that it was still dark out. After coming back from a week long mission to eradicate another den of Rats, she had laid down maybe… she looked at her clock in her Heads Up Display… one hour and seventeen minutes ago.

Krieg hadn’t been with her on this mission, mainly because it was her and Brick who had been chosen for it, but he had been here when she got back. Which was, after another cursory glance at her HUD, three hours and forty-seven minutes ago. She had spent the first three hours after she got back filling out the report and taking an extra long shower. The half hour after that, had been dedicated to sitting in front of Krieg, letting him play with her hair, as she read out of a book that she had found this mission. The best thing about being around Krieg was that, aside from no one ever bothering her when he was around, he never made fun of her mild bibliophilia.

In that regard alone, he was priceless to her. So, whenever he came up missing, although it annoyed her that he couldn’t yet control himself enough to stay put for longer than a week at a time, she never had a problem going out and finding him.

Cracking her stiff neck, she tromped down the stairs into the common area, ignoring the stares that she got for still being dressed in her pirate attire. She hadn’t had the time to change at the New You station when they got back, and was too tired to do it after she had been debriefed. Now though, as it always was when she needed to find Krieg, the room became quiet. No bother to her, as she had become used to it after she had Phaselocked one of them for picking a fight with the Psycho.

She walked out of the door of Headquarters, and turned to her left, to access the ammo surplus vending machine. After making sure she was fully stocked, she made her way to the New You station. This was the most important part of finding him. She scrolled down her list of skins and came to the one she reserved only for this specific job. Bandit Blood and Rust. The only problem with this outfit, is that the blood is real. So when the acrid smell met Maya’s nostrils, she was sure she had lost a few nose hairs. Huffing, she moved onward, entering the building where the fast travel station was located.

In the case of tracking, Maya was still new. She was taking a lot of notes from Lilith, but since Handsome Jack’s downfall, Lil was burying herself in finding the new vaults, and had little time to tutor her in the use of her ever evolving powers. Though, Maya suspected that Lilith was trying to keep herself busy to avoid being crushed by the weight of Roland’s death.

Consciously reminding herself to never fall for anyone like her fellow Siren did, Maya closed her eyes, letting her powers flow around her, letting her feel the emotional marks that people left in the area, searching for the one signature that stood out to her like crystal lightning. And she found it, right where she stood, mottled with his usual red rage and almost translucent insanity. But there was something off about it. It held much more blue this time, his curiosity, his thoughts. His clarity. She knew exactly where to find him now. There was only one spot that he went to when he was this lucid. She opened her eyes, almost missing the vividity of her other sense, and scrolled through the list of places, coming to rest and selecting Magnys Lighthouse.

Bracing herself, she winced as the technology ripped apart her entire physical body and jerked her conscious through its electronic system. She never got used to it, though everyone told her that that would pass with time. It hadn’t. When she brought it up to Lilith, however, the empathetic look on her sister Siren’s face was more than enough. For them, it would never be ok. Their bodies contained more than just blood, bone, and mind. They had a strong connection to everything; the planet, gravity, air. They were so ingrained into the very being of space and matter that to take their consciousness away from it and their magic, was akin to taking someone’s eyes, or a lung. It would always feel wrong.

So, naturally, Maya exhaled a deep sigh of relief when she was put back together on the platform of the lighthouse’s cliff. Right before having to duck for cover as the pirates that always seemed to be here saw her. Instantly, Maya’s thoughts ended, her battle born instincts roaring to the surface. She took one breath, two, and on her third rushed out to meet her enemy.

Looks like someone else has come to claim the Leviathan’s whereabouts. Poor sod. What do you say we- I’m cut off as I feel our body stiffen, then inhale. A passing realization to both of us: She’s here. She could find us blindfolded and bound, though, couldn’t She? No point in asking, though is there? Its not as if you’ll actually answer me. We stand and I can feel us tensing, his eyes seeing, me interpreting. She’s wearing that outfit. The one we can’t possibly deny coming to. We know She hates this, hates us, but She comes anyway. Every time. Every-

“SHE HAS THE SHINIEST MEAT BICYCLE!!”

Hmm, yes, She does, but that’s not really important right now is it? You need to get down there, before her meat bicycle is ruined for good. There, maybe now we can be useful. She’s the only one who understands, who tries to understand. We stand, and of course, instead of taking the elevator behind us, he decides to take the easy way. Jumping. Thank god for anti-gravity boots.

With the smell of blood thickening in the air, I begin to feel nervous. I feel the lust for death welling up, and hope that She can stop us from hurting her. That’s the last thing we want. Right?

“KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!”

Close enough.

OK, so its kinda hard to figure out how to change from sane Krieg to Psycho Krieg. Italics are inner Krieg. if you didnt get that. my life is kinda crappy right now, so i cant really promise updates frequently. although i like this story, so i'll probably try harder to get chapters up. i hope yal like it.

-LadySoribell
- 1
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Siren's Song