[i]Meanwhile, the Trials match on Mercury wasn't going as great. Guardians were sweating in their armour, broken rifles lay on the ground, consequence of pure rage. The guardians stood, blaming each other for bullshit that even they couldn't control. [/i] Warlock: [b]LAG-SWITCHER![/b] Hunter: Me? No, -blam!- you, for having -blam!-in' McDonald's Wifi! You're so -blam!-ing poor man, get your own wifi! Titan #1: Guys, guys, this obviously won't get anywhere. Now, I've reported the two of you to the Bungie Gods, so good luck with your bans. Warlock: You're supposed to be on my team, you bitch! Titan #2: Now, now, stop crying like children, both of you. I'm not here to listen to any of your whining. I'm just here for a good Trials Card. How 'bout we call a truce until our connections get better, huh? Warlock #2: No, -blam!- that! Bungie's -blam!-in' connection has always been so bad! Screw tech support, they've no idea what they're doin'! Hunter #2: Now, now, boys. Language please, we don't want to have to be sent back to orbit, do we? [i]The First Warlock pulls out his Invective, and shoots the Second Hunter in her face. The Hunter comes back, no Ghost needed. The Warlock sits down, and weeps.[/i] Warlock #1: I can't even kill you! Hunter #2: Well, I might have to grab a Coke from my stash, this might take a while. [i]The Hunter pulls out her Ghost, transmatting a chair, and a can of Coke brand cola. She watched the bickering of every one of her opponents and her own teammates. It was... entertaining, to say the least. She watched until her eyes started to black out. Her Ghost disappeared from view, and her body began to transmat out of the match. Right before she was fully transmatted, her Warlock buddy experienced the same thing, with the words [b]Error Code: Weasel[/b] engraved on his body.[/i] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [i]Reports of missing guardians have reached the Last City. Cayde-6, having replaced his yellowish-infected leg with a medical hoverbot, hovers over to Shaxx, who is astonished of the amount of Guardians disappearing from the line of duty.[/i] Shaxx: 205,616 gone...493,277 gone... over one million! This is unexplainably insane! Cayde-6: Oh, boy, this could be bad... Shaxx: [i]Could be?[/i] The Last City has lost the only warriors able to defend the city as well as our Guardians. Without them, humanity will fall. [i]Shaxx stares as the monitor, as the remaining amount of guardians rapidly decreases, and is now approaching triple digits. Cayde-6's Ghost begins to fade, but with its willpower, the Ghost manages to stay existant.[/i] Cayde-6's Ghost: Hey, hey, hey! Urggh! Y'know, I'd ditch everything and run! Just sayin', take your rifle, and shoot yourself. I say we leave our mark, on this floor, on our world. [i]Cayde-6 takes out his decorated Hand Cannon, his one ace-in-the-hole for every sticky situation. He loads the gun. Shaxx notices, and attempts to stop Cayde-6 from firing. But the Exo's reflexes were quicker than man.[/i] [i]The shot rang out through the valleys of the Earth, through the barren landscape, occupied only by Fallen and Hive. The shot rang out into space, where the vacuum, where sound even doesn't make a noise, was nullified due to the interference of Cayde-6's Ghost. The gunshot rang out onto Venus, where it then interrupted Ikora's little chat with the raid group.[/i] Ikora: ...I do not know what your intentions were, whether they were good or bad, but you still had to notify us whatever you were doing, and why. What you did today, was unacceptable, and- BraveCole: -As you know fully well, certain areas do not allow for signal comms. Only at a certain frequency can a Ghost successfully - Ikora: I know, hush, and I believe the only way to punish you further for your actions, after this cluster-blam!- of an adventure is over, would be to- [i]Ikora's Ghost rings out, opening a message sent by Cayde-6, which involved a few words by Cayde-6 himself, a gun reloading, the firing of a gun, and a body dropping onto the floor, metal scraping onto the surface. Ikora immediately stops talking, and plays the message again. There is static within the message.[/i] Ikora's Ghost [Cayde-6]:SO WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM-E? DI-YOU WANT FOR ME T- XIST?  I- DIDN'T WAN---LIVE WITHO- l [i]The gunshot is once more played, but something else happens. No bodies have been dropped, there's no scream. Just those words, and the gunshot.[/i] [i]Ikora steps back. She begins to weep.[/i] [b]... uhh, yeah. Here's a bit of fanfic. I'd enjoy feedback. Please, do not repost the entire topic to reply. It's just annoying. Just... don't. Thanks.[/b]