*This chapter is from Chase's view. Because, he is [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/220395595/0/0]Chase[/url].* [b]So we’d found our way to Campus Nine.[/b] Yeah, and JJ wouldn’t shut up. He was recalling stuff Blake and I never thought he’d never remember. So as Fallen shot at us, and I hit head shots with the exotic Scout Rifle Crota dropped for me. Still a little salty that Blake got Crux of Crota. Unfortunately we were attacked. Not by Fallen. But by a Warlock. He wore Dead Orbit gear and Light Beyond Nemesis, with a red shader. He carried a sniper, a Prudence, I think. This dude, he hit Blake in the head with the butt of his sniper. Surprisingly, the blow went through the helmet and knocked him out. The Warlock spun around, and put a bullet in my head. Not a fun way to die. But, Puma revived me. The Warlock was still there, but he was pinned to the ground by Tigeress. I love that puma. To my left was Blake, lying on the ground, unconscious. JJ was slumped against the wall, with his helmet off and a dart in his neck. “Get off me!” the Warlock yelled. I could hear the metallic ring in his voice. Clearly, the dude was an exo. I stole his sniper. I whistled and Tigeress got off him. Putting the barrel of his sniper to his head, I stepped on the Warlock’s chest. “Why did you attack us?” I asked. “It’s not my fault. I was sent here…. with a task,” he tried to explain. I put my finger in front of the trigger, “Who put you up to this?” “New Monarchy. Direct order from Hideo.” “Why would Hideo--” “He wouldn't tell me why.” I stepped off his chest, but still kept the barrel at his head, “You don't look like you support New Monarchy. Why the hell did you do a favor for them?” “Listen, I’m loyal to Dead Orbit. But Hideo pulled me over, gave me a sniper, and the darts. Told me to put a dart,” he pointed to JJ, “... in his neck. And if he remembered the girl when he regained consciousness, hit him with another dart.” “So why did you do it?” “He promised me an arms requisition from Jaal.” I moved my finger away from the trigger. Dropping the Prudence, I stepped off his chest. At this point, [i]I’m[/i] wondering why I joined New Monarchy. The Warlock got back on his feet, “I’m Gusty-44.” He offered his hand as a handshake. I took his hand, and shook it, “Chase.” Gusty let go and I pulled my Scout Rifle off my back and scanned the area. Blake woke up. He immediately yelled, “PUNCH THE MO’F**KER!!!” He ran at Gusty, attempting to shoulder charge the Exo. I tripped Blake. “Blake, get in your right mind. He’s friendly.” “Why did he attack?” Blake asked. He got back to his feet and brushed himself off. “I’ll explain later,” Gusty assured. I sighed, “Gusty, Blake. Blake, Gusty.” Blake stretched and yawned, “Shame I didn’t get to kick your **s, Gusty. You would’ve made a good punching bag.” I kicked Blake in the shins, grabbed him by the neck armor, and hoisted him up in the air. “Keep it up, and you’ll become the punching bag, [i]and[/i] a nail,” I threatened. “You act like I can’t handle it,” Blake said. I ripped his helmet off, and hit him in the head with my hammer. “Is he on your fireteam?” Gusty asked. “Yeah. He’s just an **s sometimes,” I replied. I put him against the wall, next to JJ, who finally decided to wake up. He opened his eyes, and said, “Who are you?” [b]To be continued…[/b]