Hi there! This is my attempt at a Far Cry 3 story! The main character is an OC whom I created myself. All characters not from Far Cry 3 belong to me. I do not own Far Cry 3 or any of the associated products. Enjoy!

Johara Hajjar - 23, main character

Khadeeja Al-Nassar - 28, sister to Johara

Najid Al-Nassar - 32, Khadeeja's husband and a wealthy Saudi businessman

My curls cling to the nape of my neck, slick with sweat. The tropical climate is hot and humid. This was supposed to be a good vacation. I look down at the bottom of the wooden cage and try to think of a more pleasant moment than this. Moments like back in Beirut sitting and laughing with my parents. I'm shaken from my daydream as a man enters the room. This man is evil; he is the leader of these horrid pirates.

"Look at me, pretty birdy." He says in a singsong voice as he opens the cage. I allow my hair to cover my face. I slowly inch away until my back hits the cage. This monster does not deserve the privilege of looking at my face. "Look me in the fucking eye or I will gut your whore sister!" His voice is laced with malice and intent. I shoot straight up and he catches my chin with his hand.

"Well, what would you know? You're quite beautiful, hermana. I've never seen hair like yours either." He twirls one of my red curls between his vile fingers. I channel as much hate into my eyes as possible and struggle to get his hands off of me. "Now, the question is, do I sell you off with the rest or keep you as my pet?" My heart drops into the pits of my stomach.

"I am no animal! Let me go!" I yell angrily. Ignoring my words, "I don't even know what to call you. What is your name, birdy?" "I would die before telling you anything about myself." "But, what about your dear sister, hmmmm? She looks pretty damn pregnant. I'd really hate for something to happen to her. All these pirates around here and all. They don't get much ass these days…" A fake look of sympathy paints his features.

"Don't you dare touch her! May God strike you down for speaking such words!" "Too bad I don't believe in any fucking God." He twirls a knife between his calloused fingers. "M-My name is Johara… Please, do not harm my sister. Let her go." He appears to be thinking. "I'll make you a deal, sweet Johara. I will send your sister back her home. I'm not so sure about her hubby though. He will fetch a good price, he is worth a lot of damn money… But, you gotta stay here with me. My word is fucking law here. You will listen and do anything I say. You got that, birdy?"

I glare into his dark eyes. "Only if you swear to not let a single scratch mar my sister's skin." I whisper. "Done! The deal is struck! We need to celebrate!" He yells in excitement. His hands reach for a box on top of a cabinet. Someone rushes into the room before he can get it down. "Vaas! You gotta hurry! One of the men got loose!" Vaas breaks out in laughter and motions for me to follow. "Let me show you how things are done here, sweet Johara~" He pulls me up by my bound wrists and beckons me further.

I follow him out of the shack and into the bright sun. My limbs ache from sitting for so long. My tank top is dirty, tattered, and ripped. The shorts I have on are in a similar state and I hope this clothing holds up. We continue down a dirt path to the center of the camp. I walk past my sister, who was given a slightly nicer cage. 'At least they aren't complete savages…' I give her a small smile and she struggles to give one in return. Her light brown locks hang limply off her shoulders as she watches the scene unfold.

Vaas' men are holding back one of Najid's friend, Abood. "Now, what good did you think this would do? Huh?" Abood is silent and seething. "ANSWER ME, MOTHERFUCKER!" Vaas suddenly screams in his face. Abood rears back and spits in his face. The entire camp is deathly silent. "Johara, did you see that? Someone just fucked himself over real quick." One of his goons hands him a machete and he rolls it around in his hand. Before I could even blink, Vaas starts slashing. He moved with quick and deadly accuracy to dismember Abood in disgusting ways. I turn my head away, but some of the blood splatter reaches my face. My sister screams out in horror.

Vaas turns to me and shakes his head. "You see, birdy. That's what happens when people try to fuck me. But, I'm the one with the dick on this island." He winks at me and goes off to tend to whatever vile deeds are pressing. "Put her back in my room. Give her something to eat too." He yells over his shoulder and the pirates proceed to push me back towards Vaas' abode. I look around as my feet stumble along the rocky path. There has to be a way out. We have to get out of here before something worse happens.