My idiotic story starts in a bar in the former untired states. To be precise the story starts out in a bar in the former new York city, I think the people here called this part of the “state” Brooklyn. There was a small bar called “F78FE” the drinks were good and the people were okay as well, but there was always someone eyeing me when I was there. She looked like she was a Hunter with a head to snap if she got bored, her eyes were silver, but she was an Exo, so I thought nothing of it since she must have been made with those eyes for some cosmetic reason. But I do know what you are wondering, “Who is telling the story?” “Who is the mysterious narrator?”. Well I’m nothing special, I’m just a hunter who liked to not be noticed by others or my enemies. I was an Exo like the woman I was talking about, but she was different, She had an allure like a fully loaded Thorn aimed at your face. She gave me the felling of discomfort that only could be equal to having sex with a hive witch, don’t get me wrong she was very appealing to look at, especially with the artificial skin and hair covering her Exo appearance. But when every-thing changed for the worst was when she finally came over and asked me “I know you’re not like the other guardians, your gun looks different than the normal ones the guardians carry around these parts. Is it an exotic class gun?” When she asked me this is was with a look that she was hiding something, either from me or from the people in the bar whom were uncomfortable of having a guardian in there making them think that there was a surge of the darkness in the area. “Yes, it is an exotic class gun. However it is a custom model, I call it “connectivity” I made it out of parts from other exotic class guns. But you will not get a clear answer until you give me a clear answer to my question. May I ask why you have been eyeing me each time I have come here?” I said as I laid my gun onto the counter of the bar, a very audible thud was made when I placed the gun down, she did not look surprised when I laid down the gun. But she only told me one thing. “you will have to follow me to find out why, because if I tell you here these idiots will panic and blow your cover, that you have been holding as well as a ghost can fire lasers.” She walked out and she stopped at the entrance, looking like she was waiting for a response. “I will finish my drink and then I will leave to my living quarters, I will not follow you. If you want me to listen to your story you will follow me.” I told her, humoring her with the response she wanted. I then gripped the glass full of golden age bourbon and vintage “WD-40” and lifted it towards my mouth, a port opened as I began drink the “Delicacy of drinks” the bartender told me. A few seconds later I lowered the glass onto the counter, and placed down about a hundred glimmer. Or was it fifty glimmer? Never mind, I paid the person as I grabbed my gun, got up, and left the bar. As I was leaving, the people in there watched me leave, many of them Exos and Human. Yet I felt something I have not felt in many years, when I finally left the bar, the people showed relief that I was gone. That however was none of my problem anymore, I then holstered my gun and began walking to my living quarters “You coming or what, I am not going to wait for you to catch up.” I said calmly as I passed her, she was waiting outside the bar, with a look of being annoyed and not wanting to deal with me any longer than she has too. “Fine, here is why I’m here. There is a clan of guardians who are planning to rebel against the traveler. I am here representing the vanguard, I am here to hire you to kill these guardians so they do not spread lies about the traveler.” She said stepping away from the outer wall of the bar entrance and matching my speed beside me. I thought about it and all I told her was to just follow me to the living quarters so I can get my gear in case I do agree or I am just going to skip town. Hey guys if you enjoy this or have things to critique about it, message me on here or post it down below