Chapter 3: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/177044394/0/0 Ha! A crossover chapter with Jolly Bubba. Check out his fanfic on the hashtag #thefrontier Oh. I've also just decided to leave the guardian nameless and be a male. I just feel that it would work better that way for the upcoming story arc. [i]House of scarrrrr…[/i] |=======================| Sasha had been having a bad day. Whether it be falling off the reef, spending a few hours in the vacuum of space (Without any jump pack fuel!), or going to the tower (That bastard, Rahool), her day had been crap. She was (very) ready to pass out on her bed while chomping on some bacon. If only that was how her afternoon went. She came home to find her door unlocked. She was too tired to be looking around, so she just went inside. The airlock stabled, and Sasha went in. To find all of her stuff was gone. She went back outside to see that her belongings were scattered across the lunar surface. “Wait, is that the-?” It was. It was all her bacon. Scattered across her front yard. Sasha became angry, when she noticed dave’s pod was open. Most of dave’s pod had been obliterated by the rocket that sent her flying to her death, oh so many years ago. In fact, she was one of the first guardians to wake. The city was just a dream then. She did her share of work, though. She brang materials from the moon to help in the construction of the city. Most of the buildings are made of lunar brick. Dave’s pod was just a floor with makeshift walls, that she had made. It had no life support, of course; she just kept a few weapons and glimmer in there. She ran past his rover and noticed a skeleton. [i]Have I really never noticed that?[/i], She thought. [i]Maaaaaybe I should bury him later.[/i] Then she saw it on the ridge, and it looked fallen. It must have been what broke into her pod. She sprung into action. She used her jump jet, to gain more ground on him. The idiot was standing still. She fired off a few shots from her hawkmoon before he started crawling away. Looked as if he was wounded. He tumbled down the ridge, beside the cliff. Sasha realized he was human, and he was about to fall to his death. She jumped down, (too fast) fired her jump jet, and landed softly. Still unaware of who he was, she aimed at him. “Who are you? Why were you in my pod?”, Sasha yelled, more than asked. “Umm, I’ve got... a flight to catch…” Idiot said. He shot the gas canisters he strapped around his legs, and he traveled a whole half meter of the ground, over the cliff, and fell. Before that, she saw him transmat. “Fuggin’ Idiot.” Sasha sighed. “Ghost?” “Yes, Sasha?” Ghost asked. “Track the transmat. Ships need to be close for transmat to work that fast.” Sasha narrowed her eyes. “He’s still on the moon.” Check out Idiot’s side now: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/177051910/0/0 Chapter 5 is up! https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/177151279/0/0