Borderlands AU I made enjoy Give ur criticism plz. And feedback:

It was a numbing coldness hat settled in her fingertips. A longing and aching call, becking her towards that warm light But yet she felt no movement. No force. Nothing. Pushing herself and reaching for the light. Letting out a frustrated cry. But nothing came out, only the silence and the wavering swirls of amber and violet clashing together in a messy embrace. Crying out to the light, it shone brighter. Seeking to comfort the poor broken soul. The cold numbing began to reach her toes and curling up her calves. Her blank bi-coloured orbs, glassy as the numbing cold danced up her spin and collar bone. 

The light reached out with a hand. Offering a sense of comfort. Reaching out to the warmth a voice called out.

" Angela.."

The cold suddenly felt...calm, welcoming.

" Angela?.."

The dark black tendrils danced around her face, dancing against pale skin. 

" Angela!"

Closing her eyes, the swirls of purple surrounded her as the light reached out and dispersed with the snap of a finger-

* SNAP*  " ANGELA!?"

Waking with a sudden jolt, Angela's bi-coloured orbs widened as she gasped lungful of breathes. Panting Angela's sheen of sweat glistened from the warm embers of the fire that burned fiercely. " Angela? Oh for crying out loud woman! You tryin' to give me a heart attack?!" Looking to her right on the other side of the fire, Saran said concern laced in her voice. " Hm? Yeah-yeah I'm fine. Nothing 't worry 'bout..." Angela replied tiredly, rubbing away the sleepiness in her eyes. Saran gave a huff and crossed her arms. " Oh really, hm? Nothing strange to you I see?" 

Angela gave a suspicious look to Saran, narrowing her blue and green orbs. Saran gave a sigh and relaxed her tense posture. " I't happened again. The tattoo's." Angela caressed her forearm longingly. " The dreams are getting more frequent. Aren't they?" The two sat in a tense silence. The ambers from the fire began to dim, leaving a soft glow behind. Angela looked a the small sand particals and sighed. " They're... Becoming more frequent yes." She gave a big sigh as Saran waited patiently for Angela to finish. " It's just-they've become more detailed y'know? Like, every time we get closer to some Hyperion base or something the dreams become more vivid. Every time we take more tech, every time we hit the jackpot-mother-load of good weapons, shes there...y'know? Like some weird ghost. You think it's a Siren thing?" 

Angela twiddled her thumbs together as she stared at the ground, concentrated on that pile of sand and its components. A pat on her shoulder brought her back as she stared up at Saran. Saran's comforting hand patted gently. Her brown bangs swayed and her brown doe eyes glimmered. " Y'know what I think kid? I think you're just to hard on yourself, you keep thinking this Siren stuff is more highly expected to happen, having like some unique backstory, some bad-ass reputation and that she-bang. But you know what? I don't think thats true, in fact I think that's just a bunch of Skag crap! You don't have to be some kick-ass Vault Hunter, or some legendary person because you're just a Siren?! Look, if this light you're talking about is something with a siren thingy we'll ask Lilith about once we reach Sanctuary m'kay? We're friends from way back!" 

She gave a hearty laugh, Angela gave a soft laugh too. Saran was always there for Angela whenever those haunting nightmare's came back, Saran was always there for her. Angela leaned into Saran and hug her. Saran paused her laughter and smiled hugging Angela back. " You don't have too push yourself Angie. You can be anything you want. If you want to just be a junky like me, thats cool! If you want to be a cool, bad-ass Vault Hunter go for it! Hell, if you wanna be a psycho-bandit I ain't stopping' ya!" Angela gave a giggled and shoved Saran. Having a good laugh. The two stared at the sky. The stars twinkling and the two moons bathe in the swirling abyss of black and purple. Suddenly remembering the dream Angela thought intently. 

Saran looked over to Angela and seeing her face contorted with intense thinking. Giving Angela a little push, her eyes blinked before the looked like their usual self, bright and mindful. " What you thinking Angie." Angela stared at Saran for a moment before looking down at the ground, tucking a strand of her short black bangs behind her ear. " It's the dream. It's the light. I't feels familiar. Like I know them, She slicked back her bangs but they fell back into their original place. " It's like,I know who they are but I just can't remember their name, y'know?"

sighing she rubbed her forehead. " I'm seriously getting therapy after we leave this god forsaken planet." Saran hummed in agreement. " You sure got that right kid." She mumbled back. Standing up, Saran gave a big stretch, her bones clicking and joints. Giving a big sigh, she looks over to Angela. " Come on kid, we should get going, suns gonna be up in the next hour, then we'd have 60 hour travel amigos." Giving a grumble Angela packed her gears and loaded them into the truck. Thinking back to the light, Angela gave a quick look to the sky, and sent out a wave of affection to the light. Hoping they'd get it. Secretly, Angela wanted to find her mysterious light. Hoping to escape with her lost family, which she lost a very long time ago.

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Various screens showed vast imagery of nature, some forest's, oceans, wildlife but never really feeling comforting, only a cold emptiness. The screens surrounded in a chamber like room surrounded a girl with black hair, with part of it cover her left eye. Large white wings flapped gently around her, ascending her upwards. Tubes connected in her upper back and up to several pumps of purple liquid. Her one visible eye opened, her eye a ocean blue stared out as she gasped. Clutching her hand as her wings fluttered and she fell. Hitting the ground on her bottom she gave a 'off' as she fell. Groan she clutched her head. But then the information flooded back to her. Sighing she opened her eye and looked up. 

" Who are you?..." She spoke out, as she did a sense of calmness washed over her. She thought intently on what she had been given. Of course it could've been another one of those dreams with the whole Siren study but his was different. ' Somehow...' she thought. ' Someone is trying to contact me!' As she thought for sometime a warm feeling washed over her.And she relaxed. Looking up to her chamber ceiling she whispered. " Please, whoever you are," She clenched her hands. " Save me from this prison."

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End Chapter One:

idk. Soz. If u have questions tbh I probably wont answer them until like its ages from when you posted it so sorry 'bout that. ;/