W: "Hello people! My name is Wobbufet and welcome!"
(crickets chirping)
W: (depressed) "Right…First story so nobody is here."
Dimension Duo (DD): (cheerfully) "We're here boss!"
W: "Duh, you two are OC's…Plus you two don't show up till later so why don't you two go get some actors?"
DD rush out with big plotting smiles on their faces.
W: "Wait! Don't," (explosions heard near UnitedOspery1991 studios and bathedinblood productions) "destroy anything."
DD walk in with smiles on their faces and a cart full of knocked out actors. Wobbufet has an unimpressed look on his face.
DD: "What? We got what you asked?"
W: "Did you have to blow up two studios for it?"
DD just level a deadpan look.
W: "Whatever, I'll just dock your pay for a bit, till then wake them up. Without air horns or explosives!"
DD: "Aw, your no fun."
W: "Deal with it. Till then I don't own Destiny or any other franchises that will be referenced in the future. Destiny is a great game owned by Bungie and will never be owned by me. Also shout out to the two authors who's 'studios' I mention it's thanks to Ospery I have started writing and blood gave me the idea so thank you very much for the inspiration."
When humanity first found the Traveler above the surface of Mars there were many questions.
Why did it come?
Where did it come from?
What power did it hold?
These question were soon swept aside in the flurry of innovation and technology that the Traveler brought with it. Humanity was thrust into a golden age full of peace, hope, dreams and incredible feats of engineering and technology. However, like the empires of old, this time could not last. A being of such power simply can't exist without an enemy, this enemy soon appeared, known as "The Darkness" soon appeared with it's many armies and fought humanity to destroy the Traveler and its power, now called "Light".
The first to appear were The Fallen, four-armed insect-like bandits that stole and scavenged all they found. In their various houses the Kell lead with absolute power any who questioned them were quickly disposed of. Below them were the Servitors, great purple mechanical eyes that took all material it could find and transformed it into Ether, the substance all Fallen needed to survive.
The most determined of the Darkness' minions The Hive were a plague of reanimated corpses that clawed there way to consume the Light. For every guardian the Traveler had created there were dozens of Thrall ready to shred the defenders of Light. If they fell the Acolytes would take the lead, above them were the Knights and Wizards, towering monuments of darkness and despair. The hive acted directly with their Gods whose power was well worth their status.
The Vex were probably the most mysterious of the forces attacking humanity. The war machines were of a single mind spread across millions of units. With their combined consensus and organic brains, they had incredible reactions and deadly tactics. Masters of time and space the vex could teleport across the planets they conquered often transforming them into machines for their vast network.
Compared to the other minions of the Darkness, the Cabal were by far the most civilized. At over 800 pounds and highly militarized, these "Space Turtles" created a vast empire. Highly trained and regimented when a Cabal left the empire they were banished till victory was achieved.
As these forces bore down upon humanity, they rallied to defend their god and savior. However, these forces proved too much, one by one the worlds fell and soon followed by the moon and as earth was about to fall, the Traveler summoned all the Light it could and pushed the Darkness back. The strain of this was to much and the Traveler fell silent, with it's final breath the Ghosts came into existence. These Ghosts set out across the former golden Age empire, finding warriors of old, empowering them with incredible powers of Light and even bringing them back from death itself. As time passed, humanity regrouped under the shadow of it's broken god these warriors, now called guardians began to fight against the darkness hoping to regain the lost glory of the Golden Age. As the years passed though the number of guardians grew smaller and smaller, despite the fact that a ghost could resurrect a fallen guardian the power of the Darkness soon began to overwhelm the light. Yet hope never faded and soon help would come.
In the years since the Traveler's death, humanity had come together under the shadow of their broken God to create The Last City. Above the city stood a mighty Tower, where the guardians were based and planned their operations against The Darkness. Within the Tower was a simple room with a large window at one end looking at the Vast wilderness beyond the walls of the City. On the walls were several computers and data pads, normally full of various androids and guardians at this late hour only four people were present around Octagonal table set in the center of the lower level.
At the end of the table closest to the window stood a man with heavy grey and red armour. A look at his shaved head and wrinkle showed he was a strong, old and wise military veteran, the only odd thing was his blue skin and green eyes. When the Traveler died a new human species were born, called the Awoken they were human in appearance but with changed skin and eye colour. Despite being human the Awoken were discriminated by humanity and many fled to the Reef, a collection of destroyed ship in the asteroid belt. While some awoken guardians remained on Earth the Awoken were isolated and rarely if ever talked with the Last City. This particular Awoken was know as Commander Zavala, leader of the Titians, walls of strength and power they were like the Marines of Golden Age United States of America, the first to charge into a fight and the last to leave.
To Zavala's left was an Exo male with a blue face, single horn wearing a black and Red hood. The Exo were created during the Golden Age, these artificial humans had an AI like the human brain and unlike android could think for themselves and had their own free will. This Exo was known as Cayde-6, he represented the Hunters. The Hunter were the scouts and quick strikers of the Guardians, like Golden Age Great Britain's Special Air Service, they strike quick, hard and without detection.
Across the table from Cayde was a Dark-Skinned human female, her Hazel eyes full of knowledge and curiosity at the many papers before her. She wore what appeared to almost be a cloak purple in color with a grey color that flared around her neck, around her neck was a simple pendent and on her upper arm was a band displaying a glowing purple symbol. The woman's name was Ikora Rey, she represented the Warlocks. A curious group, the Warlocks used their knowledge as their weapon preferring to outsmart their opponents rather than face them in combat, due to this they were often deployed as spies and infiltrators like the secret agents of Golden Age film and stories.
Together these three were the Vanguard, the leaders of the guardians. At this late hour they were discussing the various reports received that day, or they were trying to.
"Speaker...Speaker!" Zavala shouted to the fourth person in the room. The now named speaker seemed startled if his fluttering black and white robes were any indication, even if his face behind the ceremonial white mask he always wore didn't show it.
"My apologies Commander my thoughts were elsewhere." The Speaker replied calmly.
"That's obvious," Cayde snarked, "that is the fourth time you've gotten distracted. Don't tell us your getting as bored by Zavala talking as I do, not that that is to hard." While Zavala was a no nonsense military leader, Cayde was laid back and sarcastic which often lead to tension between the two, as Zavala showed by leveling a very annoyed and angry glare in the Exo's direction.
"Enough you two." Ikora growled. Since she was naturally quite and knowledgeable she often ended up play mediator between the two, though it did annoy her greatly. Zavala and Cayde wisely decided to quickly drop the issue, after all it was a long, long, long way to the bottom of the cliff the tower was on and as they had found out the hard way, Ikora's physical strength was as large as her brainpower. She then turned to the Speaker before continuing.
"Cayde however is correct. You have appeared distracted tonight Speaker. You should go and rest, I will record this meeting and send a warlock with the transcript tomorrow morning."
"Thank you Ikora, I will take my leave then." The Speaker answered.
Once he left Zavala stated what the three of them all thought.
"He wasn't just distracted was he?"
"No, He looked and acted like he had seen a ghost." Cayde answered.
"Indeed, but these reports may have made him uneasy and explain his behaviour Cayde." Ikora countered.
"Can you blame him though?" Zavala pointed out, "between the House of Devils and now these reports of weird creatures with white masks and those with holes in their chest, does he not have a right to be frightened?"
"Yah let's leave him be and get this done I want to sleep." Cayde stated bluntly.
"Is that all you care about!" Zavala bellowed.
"Yes, since your dam blandness makes me want to…" Cayde began to counter but was cut off by a shattering window and the rushing wind to his face.
"Will they ever get along?" Ikora asked her Ghost Curie.
"Most likely when they land on there heads enough times. Shall I call maintenance again?" The Ghost said in a women's voice.
"Yes, and let us finish this that way those two have no more time together." Ikora stated
"Agreed." Curie replied. Meanwhile the ghosts of the two missing Vanguard members shock their body's at each other as they prepped to bring their respective guardians back.
While Ikora was aggressively get her fellow Vanguard to cooperate. The Speaker sat in his quarters staring at the Traveler floating above the last city. Cayde had been right about his behavior but it wasn't because he had seen a ghost rather he had heard one.
The Speaker had heard this just before leaving his observatory, when he had he at first thought I was some joke a Hunter wanted to pull on him. The voice he had heard though was unmistakeable, an old and well mannered female tone with a hit of childish playfulness and curiosity, a voice he had heard only once before with his master the previous Speaker, on that faithful day. The voice he had heard was the Traveler.
His excitement though was temped and replaced by confusion when he heard what was said.
"It is done." A male voice stated.
"Will they be ready?" The Traveler asked.
"They are the best of the best of course they will be." The male answered.
"Even if they are not they will fight for what is right." A different woman stated.
"Some though would do better with Him." The traveler responded saying 'Him' like it was some sort of poison.
"I believe in second chances," the man stated,
"do you?" the woman finished.
"I would not have asked for your help if I did not correct?" The Traveler answered.
"Well than do it." The man stated.
"Of course, Come My Guardians Beyond!" The traveler shouted.
At that point the Speaker had lost the conversation in a burst of Light from the Traveler.
As the Speaker contemplated the conversation he had heard he wondered,
"What will the future hold?" With that last though he fell into dreamless slumber.
And Done! So love it? Hate it? Eh don't care, literacy is not my strong point anyway so I don't really care I did this because I wanted to. But still please review and give me some constructive criticism.
Also It is time for People, Places, Planes, Peggio und Panzer! Like many authors on this site I have my own little game answer right and get a shoutout next chapter! Also sometime I will have a contest for OC's or additions to my stories so keep an eye out!
And the RNG hath chosen People!
The main protagonist of her own show, she is famous for her Red Cloak and weapon. Wanting to be a hero at a young age she keeps an air of innocence around her and while being a bit childish she is a great leader. Having recently lost two dear friends and having her team scattered, her future is unclear but with her speed and determination she will push through and help to end the pain and suffering on her world.
Next Chapter: Red Like Roses