Heyo!

Alright, this is the first chapter of the fic. This is my first chapter story so please bear with me. Updates will be more or less sporadic but I'll try to get in at least one a week.

Feel free to review or make suggestions as to how it could be better.

I don't own Borderlands.

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The Captain and the Hunter

"Bunch of damned pirates." Captain Scarlett mumbled to herself as she walked across the sands of Pandora.

It had been a few weeks since her defeat at the hands of the Vault Hunters and things couldn't be worse. She had attempted to raise another crew to steal the Treasure of the Sands back from the Vault Hunters but they had outright betrayed her (oh how she hated irony). And now she wandered aimlessly through the sands hoping to find a town or a Catch-A-Ride or anything that might prevent her from dying a horrible death at the teeth sandworms or worse, dehydration.

As she walked alone, cursing Vault Hunters, pirates, and the intense heat, she saw a small glimmer of hope. Out in the distance there appeared a sandskiff. It was pretty far off, but it might be her only shot. So Scarlett began to shout, wave her arms in distress, and fired several pistol rounds into the air in the hope that the skiff just might see her (and that it wasn't full of bandits, but that would be a whole different problem).

Evidently the skiff heard her gunshots or saw her out in the distance, because it began heading for her.

"Now let's just hope it's not full of raiders." She said to herself.

The skiff stopped a few feet away from her and a man jumped out and gave a sort of salute.

"Greetings ma'am. I am Sir Hammerlock, at your service."

"Captain Scarlett." She said introducing herself.

Sir Hammerlock took a few steps closer to Scarlett.

"I heard your distress signal, what seems to be the problem?"

"I was abandoned out in the desert. I was hoping to flag down a skiff and get a ride to the nearest settlement."

"Well, in that case you are quite lucky. I would be more than happy to give you a ride to the nearest settlement Captain Scarlett."

He gave her a hand getting on board the skiff and then climbed aboard, and then began the long journey toward Oasis.

"So Captain Scarlett. Might I ask how exactly you found yourself out in the middle of the desert trying to flag down passing sandskiffs?"

"You see. I had recently lost two of my lieutenants and I hired replacements. But a few days later they decided to betray me and led a mutiny. They took my ship and left me to die in the middle of the dessert."

"Well, that seems a bit harsh."

"And what exactly brings you out to the sands Sir Hammerlock? I've never seen you around here before."

"Ah. You see I came out here on a hunting expedition. Good fun slaughtering the creatures of Pandora. Good fun indeed!"

"Is that how you managed to lose your arm?" Scarlett inquired. "Slaughtering the creatures of Pandora?"

"Yes actually. It was this giant thresher name Old Slappy. He bit my arm clean off!" he said enthusiastically.

"How did you lose the rest of your left side then?"

"I lost the leg to a bandit named Ralph Destroyer of Souls, and the eye in a dart playing accident. Which is also why I can never go back to Eden-5 again... And how about yourself Miss Scarlett?"

"I lost the leg to a giant sandworm, the eye to grenade shrapnel, and the hand in a tragic accident involving a coconut and two swallows."

"Panorian or Aegrean swallows?"

"Pardon?."

Sir Hammerlock chuckled.

"What's so funny?" Captain Scarlett asked.

"Oh nothing." He said. "It's just an old joke I know regarding swallows and a coconut. I was reminded of it."

(Author's Note: I strongly apologize for the Monty Python reference.)

For the next several hours the two traveled across the sands. They talked some more and got to know each other rather well (considering they had been complete strangers just that morning). After several hours Sir Hammerlock pulled the skiff up toward a small cave entrance and turned the engine off.

"What's going on?" Captain Scarlett asked.

"It's getting dark and I thought that perhaps we should stop for the night. It's still several days' travel to Oasis you know."

"Fair enough." Captain Scarlett said dismounting the skiff. "I suppose you want help setting up camp?"

"No, no. I've got it." Hammerlock said walking into the cave. "It's only a simple matter of digistructing my supplies and setting up a camp fire."

Sure enough a few moments later Hammerlock had set up an entire camp and was attempting to light a campfire.

"Damned lighter." He cursed. "I don't suppose you've a lighter somewhere do you?" He asked, standing up.

"No. But I have got this." Scarlett said pulling out an incendiary pistol.

She pointed it at the wood pile and fired.

"There you go." She said.

"Well I suppose that's a good way to do it."

The next few hours or so were spent talking some more, nothing really of importance just stories of Sir Hammerlock's hunting feats and Captain Scarlett's tales of piracy. They talked long into the night, only once interrupted by a lone sandworm that decided to attack them. But that had been quickly killed in a hail of combined gunfire.

"Well I suppose it's time to turn in for the night. It is getting rather late." Sir Hammerlock said.

"It can't be that late it's only..." Captain Scarlett checked her pocket watch. "Oh dear is it really 2 AM?"

"Afraid so. We ought to get some sleep if we're to get moving at a reasonable hour tomorrow."

"Right. I suppose you'd like me to take first watch?"

"Oh heavens no. I wouldn't dream of it. You are my guest. Sort of. Anyway it's unnecessary for either of us to take watch anyway. My cybernetic eye doesn't turn off, it would alert me if anything tried to approach us while we were asleep."

"That's a neat trick. All mine does is see things."

"Yes I suppose it is rather neat. Well good night anyway."

"Goodnight."

"Quite an amazing woman", Sir Hammerlock thought to himself as he drifted into sleep.

"The perfect gentleman." Captain Scarlett thoughts echoed.