Chapter 1: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/176924011/0/0 Sasha and The Guardian looked over the sand dune. “Any signs of fallen?” Sasha whispered over the intercom. “None so far.” The guardian said, exhausted. "I wish my ship had a bed." "Well, you're always welcome in my pod." Sasha offered. "That'd be real nice." The guardian dreamt. "But don't you only have one single bed, and a crappy couch?" "Umm-" Sasha blushed. She forgot about that. Thank god for her helmet. The two of them sat on mars. They were doing a scouting run for Variks. And for some reason, Sasha didn't like him, or his smell. Made her think of mouldy cheese. [i]6 hours prior…[/i] “You want us to look on mars for wolves? Why?” Sasha questioned. “Dismantle wolves, yes?” Varkis huffed. “That isn’t an answer-” “[i]Dismantle...... Wolves......[/i]” “Are you high?” “...maybeeee...” [i]Present[/i] “Wait-” Said the Guardian. “Think I see something…” He focused her goggles. “There!” The Guardian pointed at a dried tree. “Behind that.” Sasha’s helmet zoomed in. “Yep. That’s a dreg, all right. I don’t recognize the house, though-” Sasha said. “Should we tell Varkis now, or just engage?” “Let’s just fight. I don’t feel like waiting twenty minutes in space, sitting around.” Sasha used her jump jet to reach the rock above, pulled out her sniper, and zoomed in. She choked a bit at what she saw. Behind that tree, was an archon. The same one from the bunker. Sasha kneeled in disbelief, shook it off, then aimed again. “Sasha! Behind you!” The Guardian yelled. Sasha whipped around to find a vandal, arc blades coming down. She parryed to the right, punched the vandal in the stomach, and it went down, arms clenching its gut. “Hurry up here, dude.” Sasha said, eyes trained on the vandal. The guardian climbed up the rock. “Thanks for the callout.” Sasha thanked. “No problem.” Guardian welcomed. “It looks like he’s just unconscious. What should we do with him?” “Bring him back to variks?” Ghost peeped. “Good idea. Maybe we can find out who that Archon is.” Sasha thought, out loud. “Archon?” The guardian said, puzzled. “Oh, I haven’t told you, yet?” Sasha was surprised. “Well, you know when I was in rasputin’s bunker?” “Yeah…” “It was there. It somehow survived the inferno.” “How would it do that?” “I wouldn’t know.” The vandal mumbled, clicked a few times, and moved its arms. Sasha kicked it in the stomach. “And stay down!” Sasha instructed. “Let’s head to the reef.” The guardian suggested. |===========================| At the reef, they arrived with a warm welcome. “What the hell are you doing with a vandal?” An awoken guard demanded. “We got him for Variks to interrogate-” Ghost explained. From across the bay, Variks’ head perked up. He walked over to the crowd. “-that’s not an authorized-” “Taikonaut! So good to see you…” He looked at the chained up vandal. “Another prisoner for the Elders, Sashaaa?” “Actually-” She glared at the guard. “We brought it here for you to interrogate.” “Why would I-” Variks jumped as he looked down. “House [i][b]SCAR!?[/b][/i]” |===========================| “What do you mean, ‘house scar’. What is that?” Sasha asked. “I have no record for such house…” Ghost muttered. “House scar. Impossible. Destroyed in whirlwind. Nonononono...” Variks stumbled as he stepped back. The guardian stayed quiet. “Why is the House of Scar such a bad thing?” “They want to destroy Great Machine!” “Great machine? You mean the traveler?” The guardian piped in, worrisome. “They worried in age Eliksni that Great Machine [b]bad[/b]. That Eliksni become too dependant on it. When great machine fled whirlwind, house of scar furious. First to chase. Was destroyed by house winter. Or so I thought.” Variks’ head popped up again, and he rushed to his hut. “Come in, come in..” Sasha and the guardian carried the vandal along. As Sasha went inside, she smelt a distinct smell: Ether. Artificial light. Smelt like crap. She put her helmet on. Variks continued to rant. “Taniks part of house scar. Seemed to be last member.” Sasha remembered killing Taniks. Whether it be his artificial limbs, his scorch cannon (which she kept as a memento in her pod), or his cape, (she remembered seeing a hunter wearing it) Taniks was always the bastard who blew up her pod. Wait. His cape. His... [i]banner[/i]. “Ghost, pull up that image of the markings we found in the particle accelerator station, and one of Taniks’ cape.” Sasha requested. Two images appeared on her screen. They were the same marking. “He became mercenary. In it for the contract…” Variks continued, “He lost interest in Great machine. But house scar is still furious. They will take time to recover, and may not be seen for a long time, but be wary, guardian…”, Variks finished. “I will. Thank you, Variks.” Sasha said. She stood up to leave, but looked at the vandal. “Should I... leave him here?” “Please, do.” Variks said, deep. “He will suffer.” The guardian cringed, and they left the hut. “I need to tell the vanguard.” Said the guardian. “You should come too.” “You know I hate the tower.” Sasha said, as ghost sighed. “Well... okay. But be careful on the moon.” “I will! Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.” “Well, then I’ll see you again soon.” “Bye, Guardian.” “Bye.” Guardian transmat to her ship, and he flew back to the tower. Sasha flew back home. “You know, we should talk about this.” Ghost said, worried. “When we get home, ghost.” Sasha looked out the port-side window. “When we get home.” |===========================| What’d you think of this chapter? And what do yo think I should do next chapter? More Backstory for Sasha or a conversation between Ghost and Sasha? Also, the guardian in the story is intended to be [i]your[/i] character. That's why it's both 'he' and 'she'. Just to clear things up. Chapter 3: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/177044394/0/0