Chapter 469 - My SI Stash #69 - Handsome Jack: The Hero? by Mad King Kevin (Borderlands) (1/2)

-Tony Stark Jack is Best Jack, no complaints from me/

Synopsis: Handsome Jack, the biggest villain of the series, having orc_h_e_s_trated everything from the first game, to still causing damage after having been dead for seven years. But right now, I'm him. So there's gonna need to be a few changes, if I'M gonna be the hero of the story. Handsome Jack, self insert.

Rated: M

Words: 48K

Posted on: m.fanfiction.net/s/13697532/1/Handsome-Jack-The-Hero (Mad King Kevin)

Chapter 1

It was hard to breathe, I couldn't even open both my eyes. I tried to settle for one and blearily glanced down at myself to see my clothes covered in blood, most of it wasn't even mine. I felt a weight at my side and saw the body of a beautiful woman. She was caked in blood.

I don't- I don't remember what happened.

Did I do this?

Panic starts to set in, and if I wasn't struggling to breath, I'd probably be hyperventilating. Calm down. Calm down! I just gotta think, what happened?!

I look at my hands, and while they're bloody, they're unarmed. I couldn't have killed her. The thought almost brought me relief. Until it didn't.

Because if I didn't do this, who did?

The sobbing answered my question.

I looked up to see a young girl, she didn't even look ten years old. Angel, her name pops into my mind. How did I know that? How do I know her? I've never seen her before in my life. But she seems so familiar.

”Angel.” I coughed out, trying to remember.

Her head shot up, and she gazed at me with frantic eyes. ”Daddy?” She whispered. I tried to move, to tell her it was gonna be alright, but my body disagreed. I g_r_o_a_n_e_d in pain, and she jumped to her feet.

”Daddy!” She screamed, rushing towards me, and wrapping me tight in her arms, as far as they could reach anyway. ”I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!”

Daddy?

”It's okay.” I soothe her, almost by reflex. ”It's not your fault. It's gonna be okay.”

She keeps apologizing desperately, crying into my blood-soaked shirt. ”I was scared. I just wanted to go home!”

”We will.” I told her breathlessly, fighting to remain conscious. ”I promise. Everything's going to be alright.” I smiled at her, trying to lift her spirits.

She still cries, but I think I could hear some choked sobs of relief now. I think. I guess it is kind of hard to tell the difference. Crying pretty much sounds the same however you do it. That and I'm definitely losing consciousness.

”Daddy?” Angel shakes me, looking worried.

I look up at her big, teary eyes, and before I pass out, I say the most important thing that I could have. ”You're gonna have to call the hospital sweetie.”

And then I fainted.

…

'I gotta get away from there more often.' I thought to myself, coming home from another ”Day in Paradise” from Hyperion.

I hate that place, but what am I gonna do? Quit? I got a family to look after. Plus, the pay is pretty great. Not that it's the main reason! Just a nice side benefit.

Besides, at least I get to come home from that Hellhole, to actual paradise.

”Captain Bear, who is a bear, he is a bear, Captain Bear.” I heard Angel singing from behind the front door and smiled softly.

Who'd have thought? Me, of all people, a dad.

Good thing she took after her mother, she wouldn't be nearly as cute if she took after me.

”Hey Angel.” I greeted her warmly, grinning down at her, and her toy bear. That's new. ”And who is this guy?”

”Captain Bear!” She cheered, holding it tightly. ”He eats crime.” She added, like it was obvious.

I, of course, played along. ”Well, he must eat a lot with that big belly, huh?” I asked her teasingly. A strange blue pattern on her left arm caught my eye, and my concern. ”Angel, darling, what's uh, what's that on your arm?” I try to ask her nonchalantly. ”Did you do that?”

”Blue!” She told me happily, while shrugging. ”I don't know where it came from. Do you think it's pretty?” She asked me hopefully.

Oh no… ”Yeah, sweetheart. It's… it's real pretty.” I answer her cautiously. ”Hey, uh honey?!” I call for my wife, as calmly but as urgently as I can. ”Can you get in here for a minute?” Find authorized novels in , faster updates, better experience, Please click for visiting.

The memory's fading, but I can still feel the anxiety.

…

”Stupid… goddamn… piece of crap asshole!” I screamed under my breath. Venting all of my frustration on the poor, broken, vending machine.

This wasn't good. Angel wasn't good!

Where did I go wrong?! How could this have happened? There are only six sirens alive at any moment in time. Why did one of them have to be my little girl? I fought back tears as the reality of the situation started to sink in.

”What's a ”asshole”?”

Crap! I turned around abruptly, to see Angel waiting behind me. ”Oh, Angel! Sweetheart, I'm sorry. I didn't see you standing there.” I could see her face scrunch up in confusion, and I realized what she just asked. ”Uh- don't say any of those words that daddy said, okay?”

”Okay.” She answered unphased. ”Is the machine broken?” She asked, turning her gaze to the current source of my ire.

”Yeah. Looks like no candy for us.” I muttered angrily. ”Hey- why don't you go back to the waiting room with mommy, darling? The doctor's gonna be here any minute, okay?” Not sure how much help he can actually be. But at this point, I'd try voodoo.

”I think I can fix it.” She told me uncertainly, but happy to try.

Angel waved her left arm, and her tattoos glowed. Then everything in the vending machine dropped out. No. No! ”What…!” I choked, overwhelmed by shock. ”... the hell did you just do?” I finished in panic.

”What's wrong, daddy?” She asked me, in worry and fear, and just a hint of sadness.

It's hard to remember what I said, what I did, but I remember the look on her face. I remember the terror I felt at that moment. But I wasn't afraid of her. I was afraid for her.

I knew what was coming.

…

”Mommy! Daddy! Help!” Angel screamed in terror, tears running down her face. Fighting desperately against the bandit who held her.

”Look, you filthy bandit!” I shouted in anger. Calm down Jack, you need to be calm, you need to be strong for them. ”Just- give us back our daughter, okay?” I asked in barely concealed rage.

”Are you kidding?” The large, disgusting bandit scoffed obnoxiously. ”She's a freaking Siren. I'm gonna be a trillionaire! You and your wife get out of here before I sick my turret on you. Forget the kid, go make another one!”

Forget Tassiter, forget Grandma, I have never wanted to kill someone before so much as I did right now.

”No!” Angel cried. ”I wanna go home!”

The bandit didn't like that. ”Shut up, kid or I'll...!” He paused as Angel began to subconsciously use her powers on his turret. ”Hey, what the…?” He backed up in fear as Angel lost control.

”I! WANNA! GO! HOME!” She screamed in anger, fear, and desperation. The turret obliged her. The bandit was ripped apart by his own turret. But it didn't stop there.