[spoiler]This is a combined chapter with some of Paradox1055's characters and ideas, his original characters are his own and for this purpose used to entertain.[/spoiler] The two Titans stared at each other for a short time. I sat perfectly still as the Titan watched me and panted heavily. He wore newer Vanguard gear and was decked in a jet black color. Breathing deeply, the Titan tried to calm down and spoke. "... I am.. Morin Hov. Who are you?" he asked me. I blinked and looked at Morin for a couple of seconds in silence. The silence ensued as Charles shell audibly spun slightly. He leaned over to me and whispered. "I think it's talking to you." "I got that..." I slowly sat up and winced. "Im Josiah Robinsun..." "Here." Morin extended his arm out to me. I took it and he hoisted me up to a standing position. He put my arm around his shoulders as a Warlock, Titan, and Hunter enter the same room as us, shouting for someone. "Hello! Hello!" cried the Warlock, obviously noticing us. Morin looked there way with a sideways glance. "Morin!" Shouted the Hunter in excitement as the team ran up to meet us. Morin looked down at the floor and helped me over towards the group. "Just a heads up. That's my team over there.." He nodded at the three Guardians. "And I'm probably going to take s*** from them." "I won't ask..." I said as I felt nauseated from the sudden movement. "Thanks for the help..." I slowly sucked in breath to keep the world from spinning so quickly as we moved on. "Oh lovely..." Muttered Charles as he floated by my side. Everyone met up and I stood quietly as the team caught up "Where have you been?!" The Warlock roared in anger. "We have been searching for you for a while now!" Morin grunted slightly as he thought of something to say. I coughed slightly which prompted the Warlock glance at me briefly before looking back at Morin. "Morin you-" "I know, I know, I went AHOLE..." Morin looked down at the floor. Everyone fell silent for a moment. "What?" The Hunter asked, tilting his head in slight confusion. "Bud? It's AWOL. Absence With Out Leave." The Titan patted Morin's free shoulder. Morin once again grunted slightly as he adjusted his grip on me, which caused my stomach to lurch from the sudden movement. I swallowed in pain as the Warlock looked my way. "I guess it would help to introduce ourselves to the new comer. I am Captain Dakota. That is James..." The Titan nodded at me. "Alan..." The Hunter patted my shoulder. "Nice to meet you." "And you met Morin." Dakota extended his arm to me. I slowly nodded at each of them and shook Dakota's hand. "Josiah... Robinsun." I once again swallowed slowly. Charles spun his shell. "Oh please tell me you aren't about to hurl again..." "Clam it..." A jet black Ghost popped up by Charles. I heard a soft snicker as it spoke. "I like you." "Colt, no!" Alan yelled as he made a swipe for his Ghost. "Sup. I'm Colt. You must-" He was cut off as Alan violently stuffed him in a backpack on his armor. "Don't worry about him." Alan quickly slapped the backpack and hid it under his arm. "Let me out, you jacka**! I have freedom of speech!" yelled the muffled backpack as it spazzed out at Alan's side. Charles paused and looked at the backpack. "Now I know that voice from somewhere..." He spun around and thought. Dakota sighed, then looked back to me. "What injuries have you sustained?" He seemed very serious and uptight about the situation. I shook my head and coughed gently. "Nothing... serious... I think... Nausea and pain mostly..." Charles eye slowly light up in recognition and he slanted his eye and looked at the backpack "Is that the infamous Colton I hear?" "S***." Alan said softly. "I knew it! I knew it!" The backpack spazzed to a stop and seemed to look at Charles. "Charles, it is you! Now let me out you jacka**!" The backpack spazzed one last time as Alan opened it. "How do you know him..?" "More or less speculation. I think we met at a bar.... before you and I met. D***, I must've had ten of those chips." Colt laughed as he remembered the days. "What... Which bar?" Charles said. "I've been to a few in my day. And which chip did you like? I prefer the Bad Jujus and Hard Lights." "You got drunk off a... chip?" Alan asked. "Computer chip." Colt rolled his eye. "CAN WE GET BACK TO THE INJURED TITAN?!" yelled Dakota. "So, Charles, how are ya?!" asked Colt who completely ignored Dakota and turned his attention to Charles. "Oh gosh..." Dakota face palmed. I sighed sadly. "Please Traveler no..." "I've been better..." Charles shuddered. "I've been having a rough day, too many bad drivers." "Me?! A bad driver?!!" I barked, my anger flaring again. "Yea! It was you that got us here." "Bull f***ing s***!!! I aught to..." I suddenly felt another wave of nausea and wobbled in place. I held his breath as Morin kept me steady. "Oh for Pete sake don't puke..." Charles said with a spin of his shell. "Speaking of drinks, I like Red Death and Hard Light. Some chick tried to get me to take a Thorn.... I don't do that s***." Colt said with a laugh. Charles laughed as well. "Who drinks that stuff?!" "Yea! I mean she was..." Colt started to continue. "EVERYONE SHUT UP!!!!" Shouted Dakota as a dark grey smoke rose angrily from his shoulders. When the two Ghosts fell silent, Dakota looked at me. "Robinsun?.. What happened? What injuries did you sustain?" "I'm fine... I don't think I hurt myself too badly." I said. "Relatively speaking, he has nothing life threatening going on so he's fine." Charles rolled his shell and grinned. "Thanks for the concern..." Dakota was about to speak again when a Ghost appeared by his shoulder. It was a bright orange and white color (apparently named T.C. short for Traffic Cone) and looked beaten and broken beyond repair. It slowly jittered and spazzed out as it talked. "Dakota? I don't -of death- like it here." Every so often it's voice would drop really low and say 'of death' at random places and it's core would flash a deep red. "I don't blame you." Dakota gently cradled the battle scarred ghost. "This is not a great place to live.. or visit for that matter." Charles looked at the Ghost and nodded slowly. "Charming fellow..." "Also, I am picking up a signal -of death- from the Tower -of death- to -of death- you." continued T.C. It expanded slowly as Dakota paused and listened. It was on a private channel so the rest of us couldn't hear it. He held out his hand as a bright yellow engram plopped in his hand shortly after the message dropped. "What is it?" Alan asked as he gazed at the engram. "An exotic from Amanda. Who it's for? No idea." Dakota held the engram up as T.C. stored it away. "Well ah... why not... give it to us?" Charles said with some excitement he floated over to T.C. "We could use it." T.C. slowly turned as his core went a deep red and his voice dropped low. "No." Charles quickly backed up. "Ok, ok fine..." I sighed and looked at Dakota. "You think you can repatch through and get the Vanguard to send my team this way?" Dakota nodded and looked at T.C. The Ghost reverted back to its normal self and amplified the signal strength off of the nearby beacons. "Tower Vanguard? This is Wolf Pack actual. We found your missing Guardian. Josiah Robinsun is requesting his fire team for backup." The line was silent for a moment before Zavala's voice came through covered in static. "We copy Wolf Pack. Unfortunately only... ew of... insun's team is available. We wil... ify them immedi...." "Copy. Wolf Pack out." Dakota dropped the call and nodded to me. I sighed in some relief and relaxed a little. "Atleast they are alright." Charles scoffed. "Of course they are allright! They didn't have to crash a ship into the Dreadnought." "At warp speed I might add...." "Must you focus on the little details? Sheesh." "It has been too long Charles..." said Colt laughing at the last comment. Charles grinned and was about to speak when a very quiet screaming in the background appeared. It grew louder and louder behind us. We turned to see a Titan, clad in a strange blue color, running extremely fast, yelling and panicking like a mad man. He plowed smack into the pillar in the back of the room and his limbs comically shot straight forward. The crash had enough force to almost collapses it. After a second of stillness, he then slowly peeled backwards off of the pillar and plopped on the floor, still. A white Ghost with a bright red cross hovers over the Titan. It scans him and pulls up a holographic notepad. A piece of its shell clicks like pen and it wrote down something. "Well I deem that a success." It mutters as it put away it's pad and pen. Charles stares at the Titan. "Well... that was... eventful." The Ghost looks up. It's eye brightened up. "Hello! Nice to see you guys again." The Ghost floated over to us as it caught eye of me and glowed brighter. https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/183011018/0/0 link to chapter 25 https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/185139289/0/0 link to chapter 26.4