YOSH! This is Squalo King

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The Story Begins

"Marcus, can I have a bedtime story?" asked the orphan.

"What again, this is the 12th night," said Marcus annoyed. The young orphan snuggles within his bedsheets.

"Please, I promise this will be the last night," said the child in a small innocent voice. Marcus scoffed but gave a smirk.

"I need to teach you to lie better, lesson 1; don't tell the same lie more than once to the person who caught you," said Marcus.

"Pleeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaa-"

"Okay, fine you little bastard, just stop with the whining and go to be when I'm done," said Marcus annoyed. The dirty little orphan smiled with glee at his victory.

"Okay, how about a long one then." said the orphan. Marcus sighed.

"Fine," he said. He then got a chair and brought it over to the bed to sit in.

"A long story huh, okay how about the one about a vault hunter I know," said Marcu.

"Which one, Lilith, Mr. Brick?" asked the orphan.

"Well they're in it, but it's more about the newer ones, one specifically that comes to mind," said Marcus.

"Who is it, do I know him or her, is it that army person Axton or maybe Gaige?" asked the orphan.

He then gives a big smile showing his teeth, even the gold one. The orphan was a bit afraid, but his intrigue was too great to retreat from his request.

"This the story about a demon," said Marcus. Marcus holds his hand with the orphan looking in intrigue.

"The hot sun of Pandora burned down on the desert wasteland, scorching the lands and any creature that dared to make its way across it," he said with a sense of showmanship. He then made his hand into the shape of a chopping creature.

"The Scags who would hunt and devour man, woman, and child until nothing but carcasses were left to cook in the sun!" he said. Marcus then made his hands into the shape of a bird.

"The Rakks that would swoop down and pick off your limbs and body to share or among the others or to devour selfishly!" he said, not losing any dramatic tone.

He then pulls out a psycho mask with an "A" on it. The orphan knew what this meant.

"And of course the most populated beast on Pandora; the men who wished to pilfer it, make roost for devious needs and worse," said Marcus. He then tosses the mask to the orphan. The child holds it close to him with a look of wonder in his eyes.

"These were known as bandits, weapons companies like Hyperion, mercenaries, and my personal favorite: Vault Hunters."

Pandora wasteland

In that part of Pandora and at this moment of time, in particular, a group of bandits, the Bloodshots, were surrounding a young man as his back was to a large rock. Their guns trained on him with nothing but their own amusement at their victim's hopeless situation. The young man was surrounded by bandits and 2 of their Technicals, he was easy prey.

The young man wore a light brown poncho cloak covered his entire upper body including his mouth, black baggy pants with a black belt to match, a silver arrow necklace, his hands, and arms were wrapped in bandages, he wore wooden sandals, and he wore a pair of goggles over his eyes. He had long black hair that spilled over his shoulders, light brown skin tone(think Native-American), his face was riddled with scars, 3 on his cheeks, 1 on his forehead, and one that went under his goggles on his right eye.

One of the Bloodshots threw a rock at him, hitting the young man in the head and breaking his goggles on his left eye. The bandits laughed seeing this, but their target did draw a gun, try to defend himself, or throw a rock back at them, he just stood there with his eyes and face covered.

"Listen here, Grinder! We're in a good mood today so I'll give you a choice; give us all your cash and we'll kill you right away!" yelled the leader.

"A shotgun to the fucking mouth!" he yelled. He then pulls out a Bandit shotgun and cocks it.

"But fight us and well feed you to the Rakks and watch then drop you on your head or even the Scags, I hear coming out the same end that the Scags use to eats ain't bad!" yelled one of the bandits.

The other Bloodshots then screamed and reveled in bloodlust. Each of them shaking their fists and pointing their guns at their target, in all honesty, they wanted to kill this dude right now.

The young man pulled down his cloak revealing his mouth and takes off his goggles showing his dark red eyes, undamaged despite the scar. The Bloodshots fell their skin tingle with anticipation: was he going to run, was he going to fight or better yet beg them for forgiveness and join their group.

The young man looks at the leader. He points directly at him and speaks.

"You're not getting any money from me," he said.

The Bloodshots all laughed hearing this foolish declaration. A dumbfounding act of defiance that could only be translated to them as lunacy. They got their weapons ready and began to insult him

"OH, can you say that again grinder, I didn't hear you?!" yelled one of the Bloodshots.

"He said, 'shoot me in the head'!"

"I heard, 'cut off my limbs and wipe my ass with them'!"

"He wants us to shove him up a scagsac!"

"Make him eat midgets!"

The young man heard every single word that was being spoken to him, he noted that they were already loading their weapons, sharpening their knives.

*Pop*

One of them even shoots him but misses and makes a small hole in the boulder.

"Alright, boys let-"

"Whoa whoa whoa, wait a minute!" yelled the young man backing up and hitting the boulder.

The Bloodshots stop in their tracks and starts laughing at the young man's pleas. They try shooting him again, but he moves out the way before the bullets can hit him.

"Ha, look at the Grinder jump around!" yelled a Bloodshot.

"Oh, down from that high horse of your huh!?" asked the Leader.

The young man shakes his head. He then pulled his pockets inside out revealing that there was nothing inside.

"I can't give you any cash, I'm broke." said the young man, filled with shame. The bandits were all in a daze of confusion, but not enough to want to stop having fun. The one from before spoke back up.

"Alright then kid, how about you give us your guns and any ammo that comes with it and we'll just shoot you a crap tone of times!"

In a flash, the young man takes off his cloak revealing his upper body, to many of the bandits' surprise, it was riddled with scares like his face, some shallow and some deep and one even where his heart was.

"I don't have any guns either, funny h-huh?" he uttered trying to force a smile in this tense situation. The bandits did not find this agreeable.

"No, it's not." said the leader, annoyed. The young man then went into his back pocket and pulled out a deck of cards.

"I-I've got this, but I can' rea-"

Put that trash back in your pocket!" yelled the bandit leader. The youth does what he's told.

"Look we don't have all day. Either we're gonna kill you quickly or kill you slowly, just pick one damn it!" yelled the leader. The other Bloodshots clamored and yelled in agreement.

The young man puts his cloak back on, he looks around at the bandits and steps a few feet from the boulder. The bandits notice this change in behavior and prepared to kill him. Their prey looks around at the bandits' weapons and saw one he liked. He then points at a bandit with a Jacobs revolver.

"Hey, is that revolver loaded?" he asked.

For a moment the Bloodshots looked at the one with the revolver and without a moment to spare the first bandit with the Leader feels a fist crashing into his face and his sent flying back into one of the bandit Technicals. The Bloodshots look back and sees their "target" with a tightened fist pointed diagonally and the shotgun in the air.

"What hell!" yelled one of the bandits. He and others then trained their guns on him to fire, but the cloaked fighter grabs the shotgun and tosses at them. One of them catches it, however, the young man runs over to him and steps on his face.

"Pardon me!" he said as he grabbed the bandit's pistol as he stepped on his face.

Few of the Bloodshots try to shoot him, but the young man jumps causes them to miss and shoot their ally's head off and even hitting some of their own.

The young man spins in the air like a trained fighter. He lands behind one of the bandits. The Bloodshot turns around and stared down a barrel of a gun held by their so-called "easy prey".

"Got you!" he said, but when he pulled the trigger and there was no reaction from his weapon.

"Oh come on!" he yelled in frustration.

Then bandit then tried to cut the man down with his machete, only for his target to evade him. The young man then heard a gun cocking behind him and he moves out of the way before a myriad of bullets hit him and they take down their ally instead. He then dashes off in the direction of the gunfire and assaults some of the Bloodshots who scrambled to gun him down; he swiftly kicks one, crashing his wooden sandal into his ribs, breaking them. He tightened his fists strikes two of them in their heads, leaving prints of his fist. Each was giving quick and furious blows that hit like a Rakhive charging at an ant. One tries to shoot him with a Bandit rifle but the young man grabs the rifle and headbutts the bandit, killing him.

"Thank you!" the young man said as he grabbed the rifle by its barrel and quickly used it to beat up the remaining bandits.

They all shoot at him with him as he beats them dead. With a tight grip, each swing broke their weapons, sent bandit flying, or broke a limb. Some of them tried to play it the same way, using melee weapons, but he blocks their attacks one by one and continues his attacks with his mock bat.

Three of the few remaining Bloodshots witnessed this horror and were frightened. This person that was supposedly their prey was hunting and eating them like scag pups to a Goliath.

"This guy's a monster, just like the Slab King!" one of them said,

" Shut the hell up and get the big guns!" one of them yelled.

"And call the boss!"

These three bandits ran behind their Bandit Technicals as the fight ensued. They get Bandit rocket launchers. The two began to load them while another one got on his Echo and spoke as loud as he could to drown out the gunshots

"Flanksteak, you gotta send us back up boss!" said the bandit in a panicked state.

"What are you crying about sack for brains, and what the hell is that damn gunfire? Are you and those Raiders in a firefight without inviting me?!" yelled Flanksteak angrily.

"It's not the Raiders, there's some kid killing us!" he begged

"A kid, just kill him ya idiot!" yelled FLanksteak back.

"You gotta send help quick!" yelled the bandit.

The kid had continued beating the bandits, all was well until the two who wielded the rocket launchers were ready to fire. They fixed their gaze on the young man and each of them smiled.

"Blast that Grinder!"

Both of them pulled the trigger and from the barrels of their weapons, rockets flew through from their iron maw. The bandits that were failing and the young man who was defeating them heard the fire and in a matter of seconds a the rockets hit and a large explosion erupts, smoke, body parts, blood, and bandits were scattered, the bright light quickly dimmed down revealing the land was scarred, any of the Bloodshots were left were killed instantly. The bandits got from behind the car and looked on and saw no sight of their enemy.

The three remaining Bloodshots were happy to see that they had won, assuming that whatever was left of this mystery man was unrecognizable and could be put into a plastic bag.

"That's was what you get f-"

Before the bandit finished he and his remaining Bloodshot brethren noted a shadow beneath their feet, then the sky had gotten darker. They look up and see a figure above their head that was blocking out the sun; was it a bird, was it the broken moon and Helios creating an eclipse, no it was,

"WHOOOAA!"

The very man they thought they had killed was now above them. It was too late to react, all that was left to be done was,

*Crash*

He lands on two of the Bandits, knocking them out or killing them(it didn't matter). The remaining bandit looks down and sees the Rocket launchers were also busted from the impact.

"Ow."

The bandit draws his gun and steps back afraid. The young man gets up and dusts off his body, he looks down at the bandits he landed and winced at the sight of their corpses.

"I might have jumped too high." he looks at his clothes and sees that they were burned, his left pants leg was destroyed. He was also bleeding, His cloak was destroyed showing his whole upper body along with his sandals, and he may have had some broken bones.

"*Sigh* Damn it, why'd you guys have to attack me?" he asked in pain.

*Bang*

A gunshot is fired, the bullet whips past his hair. He turns around and sees the bandit and his gun pointed at him. He walks toward him. The bandit desperately tries to gun him down, pulling the trigger again and again.

*Bang* *Bang* *Bang* *Bang*

He fires as he backs away, even when he trips and falls on his ass.

The bullets graze the young man's leg, his shoulder, and even his side, but he doesn't stop. The young man just continues to walk toward the bandit as his bullets soon began to miss. The bandit fires and fires until

*Click* *Click* *Click* *Click*

The bandit's gun was empty, with no bullets and no time to reload. The young man was now inches away, looking down at the bandit like he was a dog.

"G-Get back you freak or I'll cut out your damn eyes!" he yelled.

"I'll leave but I have a question." said the young man.

"Question, you killed most of my boys to ask a question?!" asked the bandit angrily.

The young man then snaps hearing that accusation.

"What that's not what happened; I ran into to you all, wanted to ask about the Vaults and you chased me out here!" yelled the young man. He then gestures to the bandits.

"Also two of your own fired on your men trying to kill me!" he said.

"Shut up, all you had to do was take a bullet to the face and die, die, die!" yelled the Bandit angrily as he waved the gun at him. The only face that the youth could make upon hearing this was one of confusion.

"A-All you had to do was tell me if you knew anything about the Vaults or at least point me to the Hyperion Train!" said the young man angrily.

"Train, you're going after Hyperion? Ha, good luck bitch!" said the bandit.

"Um, thank you." said the Vault Hunter in a sincere tone.

"What, you idiot Vault Hunter, you'll die screaming for your mommy before you get there!" said the bandit.

Just then both the bandit and the Vault Hunter heard the rumbling of engines. The Vault Hunter looks off in the distance and saw several Bandit Technical coming his way, he saw some men on the saw disk turrets and bandits out of the widows with guns in their hands. To make matters worse there were also some Buzzards coming their way as well.

"HAHAHA, now your dead, you Scag Stick!" yelled the Bandit.

"Damn it" uttered the Vault Hunter.

There were more bandits this time and more than likely had more weapons to deal with. He felt tense and fearful. He tried to look around for any weapon he could use, this time properly. He ran over to the rocket launchers and tried to fix them, only to fail, he goes to the rifle he had used as a bludgeoning tool, but it was bent and broken. He looks around for more most of them were broken or emptied of ammo: the shotguns, Sub-machine-guns, rifles, and the pistols.

"Crap, I need to hide!" he said.

"Too late, here the-

Then one of the cars swerve into another one and crashes into it and forcing it on its side. The cars around it then began to move toward it only for the main car to slam into them all the same. The buzzards were then gunned down by a hail of bullets from below that causes then to eventually fall in a blaze of defeat. One of them crashes on the Technical causing it to explode and the other one lads on the Technical that the bullets originated from which catches fire.

The Bandit and Vault Hunter are in awe at what they were seeing. There was no explanation for what was going on and even more so, the sounds of the screams and continuous gunfire that was in the distance were closing in on them.

"UM, that your backup?" asked the Vault Hunter. The Bandit nodded.

"Y-Yeah smart-ass."

Soon the number of bandit Technicals were whittled down to a single one, the burning chariot with a damaged buzzard riding its iron hood. However unlike the other ones that were scrapped and destroyed this one kept going and it was speeding up and heading in the direction of the Vault Hunter and Bandit.

Without a word both of them tried to run away, but a scrap of metal from one of the buzzards flew and crushed the bandit into smithereens. Why it took soon long to hit him, that question is never answered.

"SHIT!" yelled the Vault Hunter. He looked back at the Technical and saw it coming toward him faster and faster. The scene caused him to sprint faster and more desperately than before.

"Ah Damnit why'd this happened? I can't die on this planet," he yelled desperately and in a begging tone.

He continued running with the Technical almost reaching him. He realized that the boulder that he was backed into was now blocking his path. However, rather than slowing down or changing directions, he speeds up.

"GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO!" he yelled to himself

When he reaches the boulder and runs up it, his head leaning back and nearly losing his balance and having to use his hand to claw his way up.

"Please God, Eridianms or who the hell ever don't let me die!" he prayed as he ran.

The Vault Hunter then reached the top of the large boulder and planted himself on its top. He smiles and feels a wave of relief washing over him, but it didn't last long.

He looks back and sees the Technical try to swerve out of the way of the boulder, onto to trip its own wheels and begin to roll. It gets more and more air for every time it hits the ground and taking the shape of a disfigured, flaming, metal rolling pin. It bounced more and more, getting ridiculously higher and higher.

"No way," He uttered.

Then in a panic, he jumps down on the other side of the boulder out of fear of getting run down and put to flames. He lands on his ass and keeps his back to the boulder. He looks up and sees the Technical had made it over the Boulder through some impossibly large leap of logic(I know the choice of words) it made it over the boulder and crashes into the ground.

Flaming tires, shards of metal and embers, and dirt flies everywhere. The Vault Hunter just looked on at the display of destruction that was before him. The flames' heat reached him and it felt like he was cozying up by a demonic campfire. Bandits, weather, animals, hell even some of the plants had been trying to kill him ever since he set foot on this planet. This was Pandora one of the worst planets in the history of the system that had chased away two companies trying to civilize the borderlands and Hyperion was next up to bat.

"It's a hundred times worse here than the rumors or that advertising had said." said The Vault Hunter as he got up and dusted himself off, but he winced in pain.

"Yep, this day was bad, I'm never gonna make it to that train if this keeps up," he said.

He then tries to walk away, but to his surprise the door the destroyed vehicle flew off its hinges and onto the ground. He looked at what was the driver's side of the car and wondered what the hell could survive such a crash.

Just then a very short, stocky man jumped out of the driver's seat, his chest and arms were large but his legs were toothpicks comparably. He had a dark blue beard that connected to his hair which curved up. He was dressed with straps and pockets that were filled with extra ammo, blue jeans, a big wrist strap on one write, and a glove on the other and a bandage over his nose. He looked like a seasoned midget, put through the meat grinder because he liked it, he was hairy, had a bandaged nose, pierced ears, and a scar on his forehead. Seeing this man before him the Vault Hunter could only look at him with his mouth a gap.

"I have to fight this guy too?!" he thought in anguish.

The new challenger looked at the Vault Hunter, making the young man jump.

"Hey niño, you okay?" he asked in a gruff Truxican accent. The Vault Hunter prepared for this to be a bad prelude to an attack.

"Are you talking to me?" he asked while taking a fighting stance.

"Yes you, I have to be talking to you cause there's no one but you is left alive," he said in a friendly tone. The Vault Hunter was thrown off by this strange tone. He didn't try and draw any guns. Hopefully, he'd stay that way.

"Looks like these Bloodshot Banditos tried to give you a good dirt nap," said Truxican. He gestures at the Vault Hunter's injuries. The Vault Hunter was silent for a bit but decided to answer. It wouldn't be anything different if this new guy tried to kill him.

"*Sigh* Yeah I'm hurt, those Bloodshots surrounded me and got me," said The Vault Hunter. The Truxican then gave a big laugh.

"I know I've seen the other guys, nice job," he said. He then walked toward the Vault Hunter. Upon hearing the complement the Vault Hunter slowly smiles, though he tries to hide it by looking away. He then realized that this man was not a Bloodshot bandit.

"Where you driving the car and killed those other guys?!" asked the Vault Hunter.

"Course I did!" said the Truxican with pride.

"You shot down those Buzzards, those cars, and nearly killed me!" yelled the Vault Hunter angrily.

"Hey nearly killed you. I tried driving out of the way, but the damn steering wheel got busted cause of my shotgun!" the Truxican yelled in his defense. The Vault Hunter merely looked at this man before him in even more shock, this man was the most surprising thing he had seen so far.

"Your crazy." uttered The Vault Hunter.

"Hmph I'm Salvador, Cabron." said Salvador.

"Salvador Cabron?" asked the Vault Hunter. Salvador shook his head and walked over to the Vault Hunter. When Salvador reaches him, the Vault Hunter gets nervous, but Salvador just pokes his stomach.

"Just Salvador, niño. Whats your name?" asked Salvador.

"Lee, just Lee," said Lee.

"Well Just Lee, now that I know that your alive, I'll be going." Said Salvador as he walks away. Lee, out of desperation, walks in front of Salvador stopping him in his tracks

"Wait a minute Salvador, I need to ask you something?!" he yelled.

"Sorry, in a hurry, got a train to catch!" said Salvador with vigor.

"Train, you mean the Hyperion train?" asked Lee out of curiosity. Salvador nods.

"Yeah the yellowish piece of shit on tracks," said Salvador. He grins showing his teeth.

"Would have been a Vault Hunter ages ago if I knew it was this much fun!" said Salvador.

"Your a Vault Hunter?" asked Lee. Salvador nodded.

"Yeah, heading to Hyperion jagoff train to talk to the Hellion Jackass," said Salvador.

"I think his name is 'Handsome Jack', anyway I've been trying to reach the train for a couple of days and every other person I ask about that or Vault either laugh at me or try to kill me," said Lee.

Salvador then gives a hearty laugh causing Lee to narrow his eyes. He nearly dies

"Seriously dude?" asked Lee annoyed.

"You asked those estúpido bandits about the Vault, most of them can't piss straight without bleeding or tipping over!" yelled Salvador.

"Yeah, I figured that out after a couple of tries," said Lee embarrassed. Salvador then smacked Lee's back in a friendly manner.

"Well as long as your alive and they're dead, no problem," said Salvador. Lee grumbled a little. He then asks his question.

"Can you tell me what direction the train is, I need to I need to get to Hyperion so I can find out as much about the Vault as I can," said Lee.

"I know which way, you wanna ride shotgun?" asked Salvador with a smile.

"Wait you want me to follow along with you, aren't you after the Vault too?" asked Lee confused. Salvador shrugged.

"What's life without some friendly competition, besides if you try to swindle me I'll kill you," said Salvador with a smile. He then began to walk around the boulder.

"Come one, let's loot some of the bandits you killed, there has to be something they've got, maybe medicine for your baby burns," said Salvador.

Lee was apprehensive, but he realized that he had already almost died a large number of times. He didn't know how strong Salvador was, but he seemed sturdy. And if Salvador wanted him dead he would have killed him.

"Please don't have me fight this guy." he thought to himself. He catches up with Salvador and speaks with him. He remembers what he did earlier to the Bloodshots.

"Oh about looting, I might I have broken some of their weapons or all of them," said Lee shyly.

"Maldicion! Oh well, maybe they've got something in those Technicals of theirs," said Salvador. Lee then realized something and quickly asked a good question.

"By the way, how did you end up fighting those Bloodshots like that?" asked Lee. Salvador thought about it and smirked.

Moments ago

*Yawn*

Salvador was making his way through the wastelands, his stubble legs carried him through the terrain. It was a long, arduous and boring walk to the Hyperion train and there was nothing happening at the moment to ease it.

"Damn it, it's sooo boring out here, where are the targets, the bandits, the monsters, I thought going after the Vault would be-

*Slam*

Suddenly a bandit Technical crashed into him, but rather than going under and allowing the wheels to crush him, he hangs on to the front while the car is still driving. He climbs to the hood of the car and sees that its full of bandits. He looks around and sees other bandit Technicals and Buzzards. They were surprised as hell to see Salvador

"Who the hell is this midget!?" one of them asked.

One of them tries to shoot Salvador, only to graze him. Salvador smiles and feels excitement rising in him.

"Now its time to have fun!" he yells. He then pulls out a Bandit shotgun and a Jacobs rifle. He starts shooting the bandits inside of the car. The other bandits began to notice and tried to gun him down and didn't give a dame if it destroyed their own car or killed any allies inside.

To escape the hail of bullets Salvador jumps inside the Technical and takes the wheel. He takes one of his rifles both hands and begins steering with his feet. Crashing into the other bandit cars as they tried to kill him and shooting anyone who did crash into.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" He was having the time of his life.

One of the Buzzards then sent bandits down to the car but Salvador guns them down easily and once they were out of the way he shoots the Buzzard and blasts it out of the sky, he aims at the other one and destroys it turbines.

"This is the best, I love being a Vault Hunter!" he yelled.

The buzzard then crashed into Salvador's Technical nearly destroying his car and setting it on fire. It crushes the front and obscures his vision of the front of the road.

"Hell, move out of the way!" yelled Salvador with a smile. He looks through the small gap through the junk and sees a young boy(Lee) and a Bloodshot bandit running away.

"Oh Crap, I can turn this!" he said,

He then tried to turn the car but it broke when he tried to steer the Technical. He shoved his rifle into the steer the Technical and it was shockingly effective. He then turns it left and then right and over and over until he causes it to turn and roll which at best was causing Salvador to get dizzy.

"O-Okay this might end in a bang." he thought

His car bounces, more and more sending him higher and higher with one big jump he crashes into the ground like a mortar set ablaze.

"Ha Ha That was awesome!" he thought.

He tried to kick what was left of the door off to get out, it took a few tries but he got it open and escaped his prison of scrap metal and fire.

Present

Salvador had a huge smile on his face as he was looting the bandit's corpses for anything he could find. Lee, however, was doing the same while confused as hell at Salvador's disposition

"Um Salvador, you never answered my question," he said.

"Oh, they ran me over. Find anything good?" asked Salvador. Lee felt a bit weird about hearing that and then answered Salvador's question about the desecration of bodies.

"Just some money, a few health kits, ammo, and a Jackobs pistol that I like. Some other weapons too, but nothing that seems special," said Lee. He then uses some of the kits on himself to heal his injuries.

"No good clothes do or shoes my size, guess I'm going barefoot," said Lee.

"Just grab everything. Either to use or sell for Dinero, niño," said Salvador as he picked up a working shotgun.

"Perfection!" he yelled as he put it away.

"Hey Salvador, need some of these?" asked Lee as he tosses a few health kits to Salvador.

"Gracias!" said Salvador. He then puts them away.

It was only now was Lee amazed at the fact that Salvador had gone through so much with barely a scratch on him.

Lee goes back to looking around and finds Bandit Rifle, he slowly puts it away so as not to break it or shot it off by accident. However, he then notices that one of the Bandit Technicals was still undamaged, to his delight.

"Alright!" he yelled. He then looks at Salvador.

"Salvador, do you think we'll get to the train faster if we use this?" asked Lee while pointing at it.

"In one day if we gun it," he said with a smile.

"I'm all finished looting and doing see anything else. So how about we leave now?" asked Lee.

"Vamanos!" Yelled Salvador with glee.

They both head to the vehicle. Lee checks the driver's seat for the keys and finds them in the ignition.

"Sweet, keys aren't busted either," said Lee. He then turns the ignition and starts the engine.

*Engine Rumbling*

Lee then smiles as wide as he could. His luck was changing and for the better. However, before he could reach for the steering wheel Salvador pulls Lee out of the car. Salvador then dives into the driver's seat.

"Hey!" yelled Lee.

"Let me drive, I'm more experienced," he said with pride. Lee was more nervous about it considering his first time seeing Salvador was from the wreckage.

"Wait, can his legs reach the pedals?" thought Lee

*HONK*

Lee snaps out of his thoughts and sees Salvador honking the horn.

"The horn works, come now no time to lose!" he yelled. Lees sighed and gets on the other side and sits in the passenger front seat. He puts his seat-belt on and breaths in and out. Salvador laughs and jabs Lee in the shoulder.

"Don't worry, I won't crash 3 times in one day," said Salvador. Lee's eyes widen in panic.

"What the hell have I gotten into?" he asked himself. Salvador then drives off with his newest friend or possible bullet magnet, Lee the Vault Hunter.

Well, that was all I wrote everyone.

Anyone review if you like it.

This is Squalo King Signing off :)