I woke up hungover like you wouldn't believe. I tasted something strange on my lips and immediately drank some water. My mouth tasted like I had tongued a cigarette soaked in Jameson. My head felt like someone had bashed it in with an ax. The sunlight was too bright, so was the lamp sitting on the end table. It was in that instant that I realized I was on the couch. My eyes widened, I fucked up last night! I wouldn't have put it passed Luisa to kick me out of the bedroom if I did. I took the aspirin and knocked on the bedroom door. The wooden door opened slightly. I stepped in.

"Lu?" I called.

"In the shower, Jayden!" I heard her yell back.

I walked up to the bathroom door, "Hey um...whatever I did to make you mad last night-"

I heard her laughing.

"Lu, I'm serious!" I said almost begging.

"Get in here, Jay. You're not in trouble."

I stepped into the bathroom, "I thought I was since I woke up on the couch."

"You passed out there last night. I wasn't going to wake your drunk ass up to move. You seemed comfortable enough."

I craned my neck hearing it pop in a few spots.

"That couch isn't very comfortable..." I mentioned.

"I wouldn't imagine it is."

"Yeah so what happened last night? We played S.C.P right?"

"We did. Nine games total."

"Jesus, no wonder I blacked out."

"My Ghost recorded the whole night if you want to watch it."

"Sure, as soon as this hangover lets up a little."

I opened the shower curtain after stripping out of my gear which I had fallen asleep in.

The two of us showered as normal. I spat a few times trying desperately to get that taste out of my mouth and every time I did Luisa stifled a laugh.

"What's so funny?" I asked her.

All she did was smile at me.

"You don't smoke do you?"

She shook her head, "But we know someone who does."

"Thunder."

Luisa laughed.

"Did I take a dare while I was drunk?"

"No, you lost a bet."

"I don't gamble unless I know I'm going to win, hun."

"Well I guess you thought you could beat me at S.C.P but that didn't work out too well."

"What was the final count?"

"I won all but three games."

"Damn I suck at that game..."

"No, you're just unlucky."

I got curious, "What was the other part of the bet?"

"If you won the last game I'd blow you."

I nodded my head, "Not a bad bet. So obviously I lost. What did I have to do?"

"You had to kiss Thunder."

"Okay that explains why my mouth tastes like whiskey and cigarettes..."

"How does it feel knowing you've kissed a dude?"

I shrugged my shoulder, "Can't tell you. I don't remember it."

She giggled and hugged me still covered in body wash, "You were a good sport, Jay."

"Well you know..."

I leaned in to kiss her but she backed away.

"Not until after you've brushed that nasty out of your teeth."

I nodded, "Fair enough."

She let me go, stealing a kiss off of my cheek before hopping out and leaving me to myself. I washed up fast before getting out. When I looked around to clean up my stuff my robes were gone. I raised a brow.

"Hey Lu, have you seen my robes?"

"I took them, they smell fucking terrible!" she called from the living room

"Okay cool."

I made sure to brushed the living crap out of my teeth. The taste of mint mingled among the remains of cigarette. It was survivable. After I rummaged around with nothing but a fresh set of short on. I heard the laundry start going and made a face. Looks like I was waiting on that before we headed back to the Tower for work. Today was going to suck.

I walked out of the bedroom and sat down on the couch. I stretched and more bones popped.

"Ow..." I groaned.

The Hunter walked over to me, "Lay down, Warlock."

I lay on my stomach and Luisa straddled my back. I felt the heels of her hands dig into my back. I lost count of how many times my spine popped.

"Did you turn into a ball of yarn last night?" she asked not really looking for an answer.

"I must have." My shoulder blade popped loudly. I gritted my teeth, "Ow...that fucking hurt."

"Sorry."

"Were you a masseuse before you became a Guardian?"

She shrugged, "I dunno honestly. I don't really care to look back to who I was before now."

I started thinking for a minute.

"Good at massages...could out drink most people...a damn fine looking body."

I felt another pop in my opposite shoulder.

"Fuck me that hurt!" I cursed.

"Oh don't be such a baby." she said giggling.

"Hun? Were you a...well a...model of a certain variety?"

Luisa leaned over and looked at me funny.

"Jayden Cobalt, are you asking if before I was a Guardian I was a pornstar?"

"It's a serious question, Lu!"

She rolled her eyes, "I think I would remember if my job before killing minions of the darkness was taking dick all day."

I shrugged my aching shoulders, "Okay fair enough."

"Honestly I don't have the foggiest idea of what I was before this. It never really came up."

I thought about it as she continued loosening up my back. I hummed a little bit without realizing it.

"What's going on in that little head of yours?" she poked the back of my head a couple of times.

"Where did you reincarnate?"

"Somewhere in the western United States."

She stopped and got off of my back. I sat up and stretched again. My muscles were nice and loose now. That would certainly help me make it through today.

When my robes came out of the wash I threw them on along with the rest of my gear. We headed out getting to the Tower later that day. I made sure to ask Cayde about the stealth drive mod. He told me not to worry and for us to go on standby. He'd call us when the mission was going down. I made note that instead of modding our ships he was building one from scratch, or at least it seemed that way. That did mean we still could use our ships if we needed to. I called for mine and got aboard.

"Luisa." I said, "Do you know where in the West you reincarnated?"

"Somewhere near the southwest coast. There was a beat up sign there too, I'll let you know when I see it."

We headed that way on patrol. We set down outside of a very rundown city. I made sure my weapons were ready. Luisa led me along the roads, she seemed on edge.

"You okay?" I asked.

"Yeah I'm fine...just bad memories of this place."

Rusted cars littered the streets and the buildings looked ready to fall apart. The Hunter led me on for quite a while ducking through alley ways and in and out of buildings that were now just barely standing. After a minute she stopped and looked at the ground.

"Right here." she said pointing at the ground, "This is where I woke up."

The sidewalk we stood on, despite being cracked and covered in craters, was emblazon with names. Familiar names. I couldn't quite place my finger to it until I read one that was new. The person baring that name stood beside me.

"Luisa Dodge..." I muttered.

"Yeah, weird huh? Why write someone's name on the sidewalk like that?"

"Because that's what you get when you're an A-list celebrity, or at least back in the Golden Age that's what you got."

"Celebrity?"

"We're on the Hollywood Walk of Fame in Los Angeles, California. Or at least what's left of it."

"And that means what exactly?"

I stated looking around, "C'mon, let's see if we can't find a film studio. Maybe they can tell us more."

Eventually we did find something else. It took searching through about 20 of the damned things but we did find something. A poster for an action move. Standing there surrounded by explosions and carrying two pistols was a certain Hunter I now knew very well. I handed her the poster.

"Recognize anyone?" I asked.

She took the poster in hand, "That's me...what the fuck…?"

I crossed my arms, "So you were an actress in the Golden Age, eh?"

She shrugged, "Apparently."

She stared at that poster for what felt like days before she cast it aside. She chuckled a little bit.

"We never did finish filming that movie..."

"What was the movie?"

She racked her brain trying to remember, "Some badass treasure hunter...uh Craft I think was the character's name."

"So that's it huh? Luisa Dodge: Tomb Raider?"

She rolled her eyes, "I dunno, Jay, even seeing this shit now I still don't really care all that much about who I used to be. I'm a Hunter now. An Iron Wolf. Fireteam Dagger's leader. Being a movie star? Pssh! What's being an actress compared to the real thing?"

I shrugged.

"Well can we go back home now? I think we've looked into who I used to be enough." she said breaking the silence.

"You sure you're alright?" I asked.

She hugged herself, "Jay, this movie...there was a catch to it..."

"That being?"

"I don't want to talk about it. My memory's starting to come back. I wanted this part. I mean I REALLY wanted it."

"Okay I don't think I follow."

"I...might have done a few things to insure I was chosen."

"Oh...okay um..."

She shook her head, "Stupid! Fucking stupid!"

"Hey, I thought you said you didn't care about it."

"I don't. That doesn't mean it doesn't bother me. I screwed a lot of people and then screwed them over if that makes sense."

I shrugged, "Look that was then. That's not you anymore."

She looked at the poster on the ground. The Hunter picked it up and found a nail as well. She nailed the poster to a wall and drew Hawkmoon.

"Actress Luisa Dodge. Dick-sucking, ass-fucking, screwing over everyone else cause you're too damned good, Luisa Dodge. I, Iron Wolf and Hunter of the Traveler baring your namesake, condemn you. By the will of the Traveler and its mighty light."-she pointed her cannon at it, "I command you to die!"

She unloaded the weapon until it clicked. 13 rounds ripped through the poster. All of them landed in spots that just by themselves would've meant instant or near instant death. She reloaded her side arm and holstered it.

"Good riddance. The whore queen is dead..." she spat glaring at the bullet-ridden poster still hanging there.

I looked at my feet.

She stepped back and drew Zhalos Supercell, "C'mon, let's get out of here before the House of Devils shows up. They can have this fucking place."

She headed out and I followed after her.

"Hey!" I called when she started sprinting. I moved trying to keep up. I forgot how fast she was. I ended up having to Blink to stop her.

"Lu are you sure you're alright?"

She wrapped her arms around me and I felt her sobbing.

"It wasn't worth it, Jayden..."

"What? Finding out about yourself?"

"No. What I did to get what I wanted...look at what it amounted to!" she motioned behind her at the ruins of Hollywood, "I did terrible, and unspeakable things to and for people and for what? A part in a movie? A little extra Glimmer? In the end look where I am! I died in this bloody town! Didn't even try fighting back! Nothing! I just sat there and died! I just took it like I always did! Like a godsdamned coward!"

"Hey you're no coward!" I told her, "Luisa, do you remember what I said to you in Crota's Castle?"

She nodded, "You were wrong, Jay!"

"No I wasn't. What I said then; that is who you are now!"

She just lay against me, I could hear her crying now.

"Hey it's alright, Lu...that's not who you are now. The person you used to be is gone. You're you now. That thing? It's not you."

The Hunter looked up at me, "Thanks, Jayden."

"C'mon. Let's get out of here."

I heard something yell at us. Across from us was a group of Fallen Devils. We dove to cover as their plasma bolts splashed over where we had just been.

"So, new Luisa?" I said, "What do you say we show this Hollywood fake what you can really do?"

She formed the Golden Gun and dropped three Fallen off the bat, "Let's"

So that was our day, we tore apart the House of Devils in a place that Luisa had condemned in the name of the Traveler. Actress Luisa Dodge was dead as a doornail. Huntress Luisa Dodge? She was alive and well and kicking Fallen ass with her boyfriend; me.