This is my first story so forgive me if it's bad. I hope you will enjoy it though.
It was midday on Mars, where our human titan called Razor was patrolling. He was a fearsome guardian who defeated many of the city's enemies.
His favorite battleground was Mars because of the dunes and the cabal. Although he wouldn't just openly declare it , he respected the cabal as warriors. He had many encounters with them in the vast dune sea since he arrived there.
But while the cabal were there , there was also the hated Vex. He just hated the machines so much he would always go after them first. If there was an encounter between the machines and the Cabal soldiers he would jump in the crossfire and hit the Vex first.
This caused the Cabal themselves to respect the titan sometimes. If none of them attacked the guardian , Razor would just leave without even pointing his gun at them.
This was not always the scenario since the Last City gave him some missions which caused regular fights between him and the Cabal.
With the the Taken King crisis done , he would spent most of his time there then in the city. There was something that made him quite unpopular in the Tower and especially in the city. He often had unpleasant dreams about the incident.
So he made a little base for himself in a small settlement that was carved in a rocky formation. Just like every afternoon he decided to patrol the area looking for any hostile activity.
"So , what kind of exciting things should we find today in this giant litterbox?" His Ghost said popping out of Razor as he walked across some old town.
"I don't know Ghost, there should be plenty of activity since there are still some Taken running wild here." Razor said quietly.
"What's wrong with you? Normally you would be happy to blast some Vex or have hand to hand combat with a Cabal Colossus."
"I know but don't you think it's somewhat dull around here? I mean there's nothing going on around here and it's a little bit lonely."
"Says the one who decided to leave the tower. I'm still convinced you left because you kept losing bets with Cayde."
"Hey no one beats him when it comes to bets okay! And no that was not the reason, you know very well why."
"Yes, yes whatever. You might want to get your gun ready, I'm detecting Taken energy ahead alongside Fallen signals."
"Fallen? That must be the House of Wolves, they always had much skill so I think they are going to put up a good fight for those glowing bastards." Razor said while getting his auto rifle ready, his trusty 'Does Not Bow'. He always liked the design of it since it looked a lot like Fallen architecture.
A fierce battle was going on between a small group of the House of Wolves and some Taken. While the Taken were very powerful they had indeed a hard time with the Wolves. The small group of fallen had just arrived on Mars only to be attacked by Oryx his horde. It appeared that the group was bringing supplies and all kinds of stuff for the rest of the Wolves. All went well until a group of consumed Captains and Centurions broke through their lines. Many of the Wolves fought bravely but fell to the monstrosities. But then Razor arrived and went after them.
"Alright, let's show them what happened to their king Ghost!" He shouted while jumping in the air behind them.
He took out a bunch of consumed Vandals and Acolytes with a thermite grenade and shot the survivors of them while still hanging in the air with his Lift ability.
The Captains and Centurions roared with anger as they left the beaten Wolves to themselves and charged at the titan.
Razor quickly ducked under an incoming blade from one of the three Captains and shot him in the back ending him instantly.
The remaining Captains shot at him while one of them shot a plume of darkness at him. He dodged it and shot both of the Captains right in the head.
"Good job but wasn't there another one?" His Ghost said wondering.
As on cue Razor barely dodged a melee attack from the consume Centurion. It tried to squash him but Razor sees this coming and slides under the towering Centurion and attaches a fusion grenade on the leg, instantly ending its existence.
"That's that I guess. So what about the Wolves?" His Ghost said as he once again materialized.
"Looks like the survivors left with what they could take with them, but there is still some stuff left. Let's check it out, there might be some interesting things left." Razor said while walking to a crashed skiff that had strange pods lying around it.
"So what are these things, escape pods?"
"No, these are containment pods for prisoners or wounded keeping them in stasis. I'm not picking up any life signals except for that one over there."
"Let's check it out then"
"Wait what? Why should we do that, we could always leave it"
"Come on Ghost, if it's a prisoner it could be a guardian or citizen and if it's a wounded one we should put it out of its misery." Razor saidtaking his helmet of not believing what he just heard.
"Alright but don't blame me if you get jumped on by a Fallen." Ghost murmured with clear disapproval but Razor just rolled his eyes.
He pulled the hatch open just to get jumped on by someone.
"Karma" Ghost thought.
When they fell on the ground Razor and Ghost were astonished by what they saw.
It was a female Fallen but what was astonishing was the fact that she looked almost human. She had long violet hair that reached half of her back. She was as tall as Razor while he was 180 cm tall and she was also rather heavily built as well. Instead of the appearance of a Fallen she was basically human except for her purple but smooth skin and her two sapphire glowing eyes.
Razor was so amazed that he could only say a simple "hey?"
Ghost could just face palm and thought "Traveler give me strength…"
Well that's the first chapter and I hope I did well. Please review and tell me what you think. I know its a little bit short but I'm trying to learn.