HUB: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/149586915/0/0 BOOK 2 CHAPTER 2 "You failed," said the silhouette. It came out of the dark corner, and it's eyes regarded Taticoolbadger. The contractor was El Burninator. "i no," said Badger. "i sowwy". "You must be more careful. If you get caught, that's your problem." "The incident was all over the nws. They found bullet holes nowhere near where the target was. I thought you w ere an expert?" "Bastage was... a different person," said the preacher, trying to choose his words wisely. They were in a church, where they were able to view the corpse. Hardly anyone showed up to the funeral. Rocketman287 was among those who did, and he sat and watched silently. "NoiselessPurse has a word to say," said the preacher. Rocketman watched as Noiseless stood up and walked to the podium, letting off a long and noticeable fart as he went. Once he got there, he wiped off his clothes and cleared his throat, farting again. "Bastage was, indeed, a very mentally retarded person," he said, stirring the room. He didn't cry or frown, but was instead smiling. "In all honesty, he was a fgt that couldn't understand a lick of the English language." The room was growing in anger now, and as Rocket noticed this, he also noticed something else. The atmosphere around him was changing slightly, too little to tell exactly what was changing, but he noticed new small rays of light entering the room from the glass, and then he noticed that someone was shooting. Badger reloaded his sniper. click. He dropped an f-bomb as he realized he missed all 6 shots. Luckily no one had noticed yet. "these kidz thinks they gud but w8 till we pley cod". He aimed at Noiseless and fired again, and frustrated spammed the rest of the shots, hitting the coffin a few times, and still missing the target. He let out one last noisy f-bomb. Everyone noticed and now began to run for their lives. All except the lonely and helpless Bastage, who was laying in the coffin with 4 bullet wounds now.