[spoiler]This installment of Exotic History is made possible by ThatDroidGuy[/spoiler] Anna regained the controls to the ship as the team paused in orbit before going down to the surface. She flipped switches and looked around. "Andy can we transmat down to the surface from here?" "I don't know..." Andy looked suspiciously out of the cockpit window. "I can't even really see the ground and the winds are really harsh." "There seems to be nothing below where we are despite being the rough coordinates to where we need to go." JT said as Anaa could hear him rustling to get ready. "It's probably just blending in with its surroundings?" Petrie asked. "If you had actually said that without a question mark, I would have thought you were actually smart." JT gave a tiny snicker. "Whatever..." Petrie scoffed. "Keep it together. Do we want to risk going in close or just transmat from here." Anna glanced to make sure her stuff was ready. A deep voice sounded over the comms, belonging to Major. "Strategically speaking going downwards will get us there definitely but we may lose our vessels in the proces, although we will be transmatting into unknown territory and that's always a bad thing, seeing as we may not transmat back up and have to fight our way out." "Noted..." Petrie said bleakly. Anna nodded. "I'd prefer that our ships be able to return if we can't, at the very least it would signal a need for assistance. Any who oppose?" The comms were silent. "Alright. Team let's go." She felt her body go lighter as they went down to the surface. The first thing that she registered was the numbing cold. The second was the barren wasteland. It seemed stretched for miles and everything looked exactly the same with no deviation whatsoever. Large waves of howling winds battered against them from the west as the clouds blocked out what little sun there was, giving the place a late evening feel in Antarctica. Anna shivered and wrapped her arms around her, even though it didn't help. She looked at Petrie and JT. Petrie was shaking and chattering like a frozen cartoon character. Every part of him knocked against each other in an attempt to warm up from his feeling of 'cold.' JT on the other hand stood like he was an explorer on a mountain top, one foot forward and letting the wind batter against him like he was a mighty pine. Petrie was the first to speak. "G... gggg Good... Travvvveler!... This i... iiiissss... insss... sane!!...." "Stop your whining..." JT pulled out his personal sniper rifle and aimed down range. "The air is bracing." "E.... eeeasy... f... for... y.. y... you ttt..." "Oh quiet..." He looked at Anna as he cut Petrie off. "How are you holding up?" "Bit nippy..." Anna rubbed her shoulders in futile attempt. "I'll be ffffine." JT grunted. "What about those artifacts Ikora gave us?" Anna remembered and pulled out the package. They were newly created tech to allow their armor to withstand the cold more easily, though they were only in their prototype phase and would progressively get better as the relic adjusted to the environment. She placed hers in the designed slot of her chestpiece and suddenly felt a rush of slight warmth. She passed out the other artifacts. Petrie jittered in freezing happiness. "Oh.. much better..." JT grunted yet again and looked around them. "We need to find a suitable location." "Well... I don't see anything..." Petrie placed his hand over his visor and looked around. "I can't pick up anything on sensors either..." Mom popped up. "That's because you aren't doing it right dear, may I try." "But Mom come on!" Petrie shied slightly from her. "It's warm in here." "Don't worry my shell is plenty warm now let me look around." "But..." "Petrie." Mom looked a bit sincere. Petrie groaned. "Yes Mama..." He held out his hand and his armor moved to reveal a slot on the back of his hand. Mom hovered over and placed herself onto it. Petrie's eyes shut down for a second, then reappeared as a brown color and all of the other lights changed to white. Seconds later, the shell popped out and Petrie's green eye replaced Mom's brown and white eye. "Huh... yea it is warm..." Petrie's voice came out of the shell as it spun around to look. "Would I lie to my baby?" Petrie's body slendered out to appear more feminine and Mom smiled and patted Petrie's shell. "I don't know... you lied about San..." "Shh!..." Mom covered Petrie up. "What about Santa?!" Andy popped up excitedly only to shiver and hid under Anna's arm. "Nothing Andy dear, Petrie was being himself." Mom said with a nervous laugh. "What's that supposed to mean?!" Petrie muffled voice came from Mom's hands. "Oh ok..." Andy looked disappointed slightly but Anna tapped his head. "So do we pick up anything?.." "Things are a bit fuzzy..." Mom tapped her head slightly. "Scanners are not picking up anything." Petrie expanded and looked around. "I sort of have a lay out of the land but we will have to pick an area and just head that way." JT looked around them once more. "This way." He walked at an angle to the wind unphased. "Really?..." Petrie sighed as everyone followed JT, relying on his usual luck. Thank you all for tuning in! Since I really want this to be a Community thing I would really enjoy getting exotics from you guys and creating back stories for them! In order to do this all you have to do is create an exotic on my friends Exotic page (listed above) and in a spoiler have a hashtag, (#writemyexotichistory), I look their frequently so have a go! Please! And if your creativity is stiffled (or you just don't want to), give me your opinion on what to do for the next installment of Exotic History while I work out my next entry. Post your opinions in the comments below and if these don't suit your fancy there is always an ENTIRE list to browse and choose from so give it a go!! Until then stay within the Light Guardians and always pack extra fur armor https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/176833328/0/0 link to part 1 https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/197818045/0/0 link to part 3 https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/172455482/0/0/1 link to the Winter's Trek