Since today, a year ago, I started writing Triple Threat Titans, I decided to do a throwback. Chapter 64 isn't going to be released until at least, New Year's. So, I'm doing a few throwbacks... With a twist. Different points of view... Dun! Dun! Dun! It also uncovers some truth the original missed. Yeah Enjoy... [quote]For All Things By Splash: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/205391162/0/0 Triple Threat Titans Chaper Index (51-63) https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/205694009/0/0Triple Threat Titans Chapter Index [/quote] *From JJ's view. Yep. Throwback time, sweetie.* [b]I was confused.[/b] But the girl was pretty, and so was her voice. I kept my mouth shut so I didn't look like a fool. Sure, I was alive, for no reason, and it seemed like a few geometry textbooks came to life. I mean, the little weird shape dudes with the robotic voices were playing tricks on my mind. I looked to my left and right, and I think I was wedged between brothers to keep them from arguing. Seriously, they had that resemblance... well sort of. Same eyes... Same hair color... Looked about same age, 15 or so, Maybe same attitude... Eh.... I can argue against that last one. The pretty girl easily took notice of that, "Brothers.... Huh," she muttered, "Likely, not too sure about they guy in the middle." I could've been dreaming or her hazel eyes read, [i]He looks kinda cute though...[/i] Maybe she said it. I dunno. If I had to make a guess at Zodiac... probably a Libra. [i]What? Zodiac, how do I know that?[/i] I pondered. That's when it hit me, she looked familiar. So did the guys. But now.... I'm sure they're not brothers. A few names were jumbled in my head. Of course, I knew my name... James Jason Smith. But there were a few others. What did the other names mean? The names I remebered: [i]Chase Mantz[/i]... Who the hell would name their kid "Chase"? I dunno. [i]Blake Dixon[/i]... Okay, again, what kind of last name is "Dixon"? Sounds wrong if you say it too fast. [i]Sarah[/i]... I don't remember her last name, for some apparent reason. I just know the spelling of the first. Probably because it was nailed into my head. I dragged myself out of my thoughts. The pretty girl was still there. She was about the age of everyone else that was nearby, 15 or so. Made since. Oh my gosh-- why can't I name the face? Her golden-brown locks look so familiar. They guy to my left started talking, "So... Why are we alive?" "And why are the cars nearby rusted?" the other asked. "Yeah... You were dead, for a long time. Yet for some reason you weren't touched by time. Not even your clothes are ripped," the girl explained. "Faded more than the Light but no damage," one of the geometric dudes said. "What the hell are you?" the guy to my left asked. Okay, now I could count, again, because when I saw the geometric robots, I forgot how to do math. Now, I could count. There was four of those geometric robots. One was orange, and it was in front of the guy to my left. Another was goldenrod yellow, and was floating around the guy to my right. A blue and green one floated in front of me. The pretty girl had a grey one floating at her shoulder. "We're Ghosts," the orange one explained, "Not haunting ghosts, but servants of the Traveler-- a divine being of Light. I was created to bring you back," "Flame, good use of laimens terms, but I still think that was a little complex," the girl noted. "I understood it," the guy on my right said, "And before you ask... My name is Chase." "Would've never guessed," the girl muttered. "I'm Blake," the guy on the left made known. Her eyes drifted to me, "And who are you, c--" She caught herself before she said anything embarrassing. "You were about to call me [i]cute[/i], weren't you?" I smirked. Her cheeks flushed red, "No, I wasn't!" "He called you on your s**t, Sarah. We know you like him," the grey Ghost mocked. "Shut up, Lunar." "No. Because you like him." "Shut up!" "You like him. You like him. Don't deny it. You think he's cute." Blake was already laughing, "You barely know him! You have a crush on him! Ha!" Sarah pulled a pistol from her waist, and pointed it at Blake's head. White barrel, feathers carved into it. Above the hammer was a talon shape. Her expression turned dark. "Do you want to stay dead, punk?" she threatened. "If you're so interested in me, wouldn't you be interested to know my name," I jibed. "Wipe that grin off your face or I'll shoot it off," she growled. "Feisty.... Huh. I'm JJ." The blue and green Ghost whispered to me, "Not a good idea to piss her off... Just sayn'. I'm Delphi." "Say that a little louder, Delph, I couldn't hear you!" Flame mocked. "Puma, tell Flame to shut up!" Delphi called to the last Ghost. Delphi teleported in some armor for me-- "Suit up."