Fireteam Shiloh Ch1: Team Antics

“Please let me do it!” “No.” “Come on, they’re right around the corner!” “No. You’ll get killed.” “You’re no fun sometimes, you know that?” Solomon smiled beneath his helmet. “And you are a suicidal maniac, my friend.” Lassiter shrugged. “You never know, I might just win this for us.” Solomon sighed. “Fine, charge them. But if you get shot in the head, drinks are on you tonight.” Lassiter grinned wildly and stuffed a new clip into his auto rifle. “You’ve got it, buddy! I won’t let you down!” “Ha! I can already taste the free ale!” laughed Solomon. Lassiter dismissed Solomon’s jab and prepared to jump from behind their cover. “Well, here goes nothing!” Lassiter leapt into the open, and Solomon watched as a sniper round went straight through the Sunsinger’s head. “You idiotic buffoon!” the Titan exclaimed as Lassiter’s lifeless body crumpled to the ground. Solomon dashed away from the kill in anticipation of the coming attack. Sure enough, a female Hunter came sprinting around the corner, sniper in hand. “Serpentine, serpentine…” Solomon repeated to himself as he took evasive action. He could not let his opponent catch him. Each team only needed one more kill to win the doubles match. Solomon searched frantically around for a good position for a counterattack as sniper rounds whizzed past his head. He turned a corner, and cursed when he realized he ran into a dead end. The Titan whirled around and pumped his shotgun, waiting anxiously for the final confrontation. Suddenly, there came a bright orange light from out of Solomon’s line of sight, and several explosions could be heard. He was shocked when he saw the words “You won!” pop up on his hud. “There’s no way…” he muttered, throwing down his shotgun. Solomon marched around the corner to see Lassiter, fiery wings sprouting from his back, standing over the body and ghost of the Hunter. Lassiter put his hands on his hips when he saw Solomon, his Radiance now dying out. “Well that was easy!” remarked the Sunsinger. Solomon was dumbfounded. “You… you MEANT to get shot! You ARE a suicidal maniac!” Lassiter shook his head. “No. I’m a winner!” Solomon put his hand to his head in disbelief, then sighed in acceptance. “Fair enough, Lassy. Drinks are on me tonight!” Lassiter reveled in his accomplishment, but it was cut short as the ghost before them unleashed a brilliant light. The newly revived Hunter stood up and stowed away her sniper rifle. “I will admit, your stunt pissed me off,” she said to Lassiter. “But, it was a smart strategy, so I commend you for that. Good match.” Lassiter rubbed the back of his head. “Uh… thanks I guess.” The Hunter smirked beneath her helmet. “What’s wrong? You never talk to a girl before?” Lassiter’s face turned bright red, and he was thankful his helmet hid his reaction. His words, however, were not so smooth. “No! I… Uh… I don’t… I mean…” Solomon chuckled. “I think that’s a no,” he said. Lassiter glared at the Titan. Someone off in the distance could be heard yelling. “Dakota?! Dakota! Where did you go?!” “Ah hell!” said the Hunter. “I’m so tired of this moron! We go a few rounds in doubles and the guy thinks we are best friends!” The voice was getting closer and Dakota got nervous. “I can’t do this anymore. I need to get out of here.” An idea popped into Lassiter’s head. “We, um… We are getting drinks tonight. You could join us. Um, you know, if you feel like it of course.” “Smooth,” said Solomon. Dakota looked at Solomon curiously, then back at Lassiter. She decided these two guardians were absolute dorks, but they were nice dorks. “Alright,” she said finally, “I’ll join you. Anything is better than another match with that clown.” She gestured behind Lassiter where another guardian had come into view. “Dakota! There you are!” called the male Hunter that now approached the others. “I thought we were going to win! What happened?” Dakota let out a growl of annoyance. “It’s none of your concern, Kelly.” Solomon burst out into hysterical laughter. “Your name… is Kelly?!” he squealed. The Titan’s outrageous laughter in turn caused Lassiter to break into a fit of giggles. Kelly was visibly offended by their laughter, but he let it go and turned to address Dakota. “Alright, so uh… you want to enter another match?” Dakota rolled her eyes. “Sorry,” she said, walking past him into the open, “but I have other plans tonight.” She stopped to look up at her ship that was now descending upon the arena. As it neared, Dakota glanced back at the Titan and Warlock. The two were still laughing uncontrollably together. “I hope I don’t regret this,” she muttered. The Hunter punched a button on her forearm to initiate a transmat, and teleported up to her ship. [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1371758/226875218/0/0]Chapter 2[/url] [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forums/Post/224417569?page=0&sort=0&showBanned=0&path=1]The Hub[/url]