Sam arrives in Frostburn Canyon and sees a bunch of Bloodshots charging towards the Firehawk's lair.
Angel: That's weird, the Bloodshot bandit clan seems to be attacking the Firehawk's lair. They've probably left landmarks for their reinforcements, those should lead you to the Firehawk. That, or just.. follow the screaming
Flanksteak: Step off Vault Hunter! This is between the Bloodshots and the Firehawk! Once my boys bring his ass back to me, he's gonna pay for every Bloodshot he killed! We're gonna string him up from his own freakin intestines!
Angel: Well that was.. needlessly graphic
Sam walked towards the lair, a lot of Bloodshots were in the area and Sam killed them all.
Angel: This is unusual, the Firehawk has harassed the Bloodshots for some time but they have never mounted such a large scale assault on the Firehawk before. I wonder what's given them such confidence
Sam: You think they're working with someone?
Angel: It's a possibility
Flanksteak: Keep goin Bloodshots! That demonic thing will rue the goddamn day it messed with us! We're gonna make the Firehawk choke to death on his own feces!
Angel: Dude. Ew!
Sam kept moving, Angel kept getting grossed out as Flanksteak's descriptions.
Angel: Seriously, how does he think of this stuff?
Sam: They're very creative, I'll give him that
Jack: You think the Firehawk's got Roland huh? Y'know I heard the Firehawk liquifies bandits and drinks em like flesh smoothies. But nah I'm sure your bandit pal Roland's just fine. Of course if Roland hadn't been such an idiot in the first place, he- whoops. Almost spilled the secret!
Sam: What's that secret he's talking about?
Angel: I don't know, but it sounds really bad
Jack: Let me explain something. Even if you do rescue Roland from this Firehawk guy, the Crimson Raiders ain't exactly long for this world. You know what? I think you deserve a little hint: my secret involves your pathetic resistance dying, and me laughing, a lot.
Sam: It's heroic of you to slaughter hundreds of innocent people and try to justify it by calling them bandits!
Jack: You think I'm the bad guy here? Oh you foolish boy, you don't know anything about what I'm trying to. This planet will be mine! I'll wipe you bandit scum from this planet! Hell I'll wipe the whole galaxy clean of your filth! It's just a shame that you'll have to die so young
Sam: Douche
Angel: Don't let him get under your skin, just keep focusing on the task at hand
Sam keeps moving on, Bandits were everywhere. Clashing against the likes of Goliaths and nomad pyros weren't very fun, these Bloodshots were really pulling out the big guns for this assault. But Sam has managed to make to the lair of the Firehawk.
Angel: This is it, the Firehawk's hideout. Be careful friend, there are bound to be traps everywhere.
A flaming bandit runs towards Sam in terror.
Bloodshot Bandit: OH GOD IN HEAVEN! I CAN TASTE MY OWN MELTING FLESH!!
The bandit succumbs to the flames and burns up and dies, falling right in front of Sam.
Sam: Woah!
Angel: See? Traps, don't let happen to you
Sam: Noted
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The Vault Hunter (A Borderlands 2 Story)
FanfictionAll Characters accept the character I added belong to Gearbox. Story Cover picture doesn't belong to me either. Samuel Grayson didn't known where to go after breaking free from the monsters who contained him and experimented on him. He made his way...
