..."Ikora, I am at the crash site. Nothing so far to report"...
"Acknowledged. Report this crash as false-"
..."Wait, I am picking up traces of The Traveler. Must be a Dead Ghost"...
"Cayde says that should be impossible. There are no recent Ghosts marked K.I.A."
..."Well, there is a signal here. As if it was trying to call out to someone."...
"...Understood. Continue searching. We may find out what happened here..."
Chapter One - Infiltration
I turn around in the compartment of my ship, bored already of the waiting as we were debriefed our next mission.
From what I have heard we were to infiltrate a Fallen Ketch that is unprotected at the moment from the rest of the fleet, rumored to be from a different House of Fallen, eliminate all hostiles, collect as much intel on the house and ship as possible, and have the ship warp to a random location far away from the fleet by importing new coordinates in the navigational system, hopefully cutting it off from any contact with the rest of the fleet.
I began by grabbing my weapons out of my weapons bay, making sure they are fully loaded and working properly. My ship, named "Ketch Me If You Can", is a light fighter ship with cloaking abilities. My weapons consist of my primary scout rifle, the Mida Multi-Tool, my secondary fusion rifle, Praetorian Foil, my hand cannon, the Iron Banner's own Timur's Lash, and a sniper rifle known as "Patience and Time".
After I was done preparing, I went over the the Comm. Console, and went to hail the other two ships that were in orbit next to me.
In the ship known as "Aspect of Glass" was the Exo Titan known as Spectre-9, his unit number was 7732973-9, but we just call him Spectre, or Spec for short. His usual Arsenal consist of the auto rifle Hard Light, or the Abyss Defiant, and his most prized weapon, Invetive.
In the very similar ship known as "Glass Minuet" was the human warlock, Dren Ogel. His personal load out changed from time to time, either he has his hand cannon Thorn, the pulse rifle Bad Juju or Red Death, the Vault of Glass shotgun Found Verdict, or his fusion rifle, Plan C.
As the screen finally comes into view, I see Dren and Spectre both in the Stolen Fallen Skiff. The plan was to fake a signal saying that we were part of the fleet that was attacked by the House of Kings, I was to stay cloaked closely behind, and when they open the landing bay we were to rush in, obliterate the crew, and make our way to the command center. Once there Spectre would hook himself up to the system and steal information, while imputing random jump Coordinates to send it out of the system.
"You ready to go, Dimitri?" Dren asks, waking away from the screen, as he is plotting a course to the Ketch's last known location.
"Couldn't be better. Send me the cords Spec." I say, moving to the captain's chair of my ship.
"Done. ONI should have them. Alright, we'll see you in the Ketch's dock." And with that the call dropped.
"Coordinates received" plotting course now" my Ghost says, while loading the coordinates into the navigational system.
'This is going to be easy' I say to myself, aw we are warped out of orbit.
Thank you all for reading this first chapter! I hope you liked it, there will be more out soon, I just have to type it up! The info for my OC will be in the next chapter, but he is a human Hunter, and his name is Dimitri Prevchanko!