The Hunter walked across the desolate landscape checking the cliffs above him for hidden enemies, he always was paranoid. "What are we doing out here?" His ghost asked. "I already told you, we're looking for a warlock" was his response. He had heard stories, rumors mostly, of a powerful warlock who had mastered every warlock subclass and had learned to use them all in battle at once. The hunter was curious so he decided to follow up on a tip that this warlock hung out around this area. He wanted to master this technique that he had so he'd make him teach the hunter. As he pulled the curtain back on the caves hanging curtain he was met with an arc sword swung at his neck. He instinctively dodged under it and drove his knife into the fallen captains stomach. The captain screamed and just as it was about to pull out its shock pistol the hunter finished it off with his hand canon. As the captain fell to the ground two vandals accompanied by three dregs came towards him. "Now you've done it," his ghost said with panic in its voice. The hunter ignored him and threw his tripmine grenade at the dregs. As the explosion killed two of the dregs the hunter put two bullets in each of the vandals heads. He then grabbed the last dreg in a headlock and drove his knife into its neck. Just as he pulled it out someone put the barrel of a shotgun to the back of his head. "Turn around slowly," said a distinctively exo voice To be continued in chapter two. [b]Table of Contents:[/b] https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/230034700/0/0