[spoiler]This installment of Exotic History is made in part by TexasProud28[/spoiler] He heard lots of explosions. Gunfire rained all around him. Everything was blurry and warped beyond recognition. He tried to move forward but stumbled as the world spun like a top around him. He fell to the ground and lied there for a moment, steadying his breathing. He then noticed something cold in his hand, something silver. He examined it and it was a gun, his personal piece. Something raged inside of him as he felt his body pick himself back up and roar in anger at something. He held the gun up as he shot multiple times, long after the click of the hammer signified he was done. He then felt heavy as red blurred his vision and he fell once more into the blackness around him. He could hear voices speaking to him. Something yelling at him. "Wake up...." The hushed voice grew louder. "Wake up!.... WAKE UP!" *** He yelled and sat up straight. He breathed in heavily as he looked around him. The barren Texan desert stretched for miles in every direction. He panted and began to sweat as the heat came for him. He wiped his forehead as a voice speak up. "You are awake!" He looked up to see a hovering thing infront of him. It was a strange pale white color with a glowing red eye. Eight black pieces floated around the red eye as it spoke. "Finally... I was hoping I didn't have to perform CPR on your dusty self...." "What... where... who?..." "Well let's see, I'm your Ghost! Not like your dead self in spiritual form I mean as in your personal best friend! Name's Pete." "What?... That doesn't make any..." "Nothing makes sense Lewis, nothing makes sense in this world." "How?.." "I just said I'm your Ghost! I brought you back from the dead! I know a lot about you! I think... I've only met you for like a minute but I'm pretty sure I know you very well!" "What?... This doesn't.." "Nothing makes sense Lewis. Geez do I have to scan you for brain trama?" "Would you shut up!?..." Pete recoiled a bit. "Hey cool it Lewie! I'm just answering your questions." "Don't call me that.." "What Lewie?" "Yes now how..." "What about Louisville?" "What? No now..." "Louise?" "No!" "Louise without the E or Ville?" "No!" "Luther?" "No now would..." "How about Dewie? Or Hewie?" "The hell?! Shut up!" "Oh oh! How about Bob?" ".... How does that even remotely....?!" "What about Bob? What's wrong with Bob? I like Bob, it's simple and can be short for many names like Robert, Bobby, Bobert...." "Would you clam it?!..." "Hey what's that?" "Can you just..." "Look! What you got in your hand?" Lewis angrily looked at his hand and blinked. He was white knuckling a dull silver pistol. He moved his other hand and pryed it from his grip. He stared at it as his hand very slowly uncramped from holding the gun so tightly. The gun was faded and worn, the once chestnut grip was now grey and cracked, it's perfect engravings were lost with time and faded beyond recognition, and the hammer was slightly loose. "That looks... pretty?..." Said Pete. "I think I know this piece...." Lewis studied it more carefully. Pete looked around him. He pulled up a screen and suddenly freaked out. "Oh no! We are gonna be late!" He dropped the screen. "Why didn't you tell me we were going to be late?!" Lewis ignored him as he ran his finger along the edge of the piece. Pete expanded and started to speak. "Yes?! Hello? Hi! Found him! Yea he's great! He can talk and move and his names Lewis! Not a great name though. I tried to give him him a different one but he hated them all like Bob! What's wrong with Bob?! It's simple and can lead to many nicknames like Robert and...." Pete paused for a moment. "Huh?... Oh right yea! Um.... We are.... in the middle of nowhere!! I know right? It's very helpful to know that you are completely lost! What? Where is the... Oh the ship? Yea it's a short float down wind... Why?... Why would... OH YEA!!! Roger I will get him home!" Pete shrunk back to size. "Ok let's go home!" "Huh?" Lewis looked up at Pete. "Ugh! Were you even listening? I swear we are going to have to get your memory and hearing checked... Anyway! Everyone wants to meet you back home so let's go." "Whe...." "Its a bit of a flight from here but it will be quick! No need to worry!" "Ok but who...." "The Speaker would love to see you but you would have to get better clothes. Do you know Eva Levante? She is a GREAT fashion consultant let me tell you!" "Whatever..." Lewis stood up and brushed his pants off. He slipped the piece into a pocket. "This way!" Pete floated off and Lewis followed. "Oh by the way, do you know the Vanguard? They are awesome! Especially Cayde I love Cayde! He's so funny and cool! And everyone there is nice but some are not so nice and that's fine cause I know Zavala would beat them up or Ikora. She's a bit of a woman of few words but she can kick butt. And she's kinda nice especially to people. I like people, especially nice ones. And!..." The conversation drew on until they reached the ship and took off, heading towards destiny. 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 be careful of everything that can kill you twice as fast https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/193463230/0/0 link to part 2 https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/172615543/0/0/1 link to Desperado's Piece