It was a few years back, while I was sitting in a random part of High Charity... can't remember if it was the Park or the Ballroom, either way, doesn't matter.

I was just sitting around, minding my own business like a random human in the middle of a hostile alien city should. Now, i lived in a "dark" part of the city, considering I was human and all. When i wasn't hanging out in the sewers, looking for the odd rat to eat, i was usually enjoying a good, if torture filled stay, in the Brig.

but this story isn't about me, It's about how I met a hunter one night. He Aspired to be a classical composer, but unfortunately when he was still just a few worms, his colony was killed off by a pack of grunts. You probably already know this, but at the time "he" was born, the Sangheli, or Elite gang, was having some major gang wars with the Uggnoy, or Grunt Gang. It was some pretty bloody stuff, and the reason wasn't all that clear as the news crews of High Charity thought it was too dangerous to go anywhere near the "undercity." So, the gang wars went on without any news coverage.

The majority of the city didn't know about them, so when my friend the Hunter joined the Elite gang, he wasn't really ready for the sheer brutality of it all. However, considering he was a hunter it wasn't hard to survive.

The big thing though, is that while he was on just another routine patrol, he saw the guys who had killed his Colony. Of course, he didn't recognise them right away, but once he did he attacked. Being a grunt means you're pretty small. can't hold much more than a plasma pistol, but they're brutal creatures. Up against a hunter they stood no chance, but still managed to inflict some damage to him.

He went back to the hive to recouperate, but when he arrived, he saw more grunts, the brothers of the ones he had killed. One of them shouted "he killed Flipyap" and attacked. My Hunter Friend managed to fight them off, but he was badly wounded in the process.

One of those wounds was that a jackal shoved a plasma grenade into his chest, but when it explode the worms around it somehow absorbed the impact. Don't ask me how, he never could say. regardless, he managed to survive, and got out of the Gang war that was going on. He still wants to be a Classical Composer, but for now he's trying to become one of the prophets honour guards.

That's my story for this week... ItsalltrueIswearnolies D:

Ahem.

The Taming of the Hunters...

The Grunt Rebellions!

Were it not for the Arbiters, this covenant would have broken LONG ago!