Author's Note: Greetings all it is I Bladed Raptor bringing you all my very first Destiny Fanfiction. In my life since I played the Destiny Beta till now I've always had a fascination towards the Hive really. Between my friend and I which involved by friends Skel The Reaper(girl just to let you know), Meta Gojira, and Nuqrs(Note: I don't want to display their real names for many reasons) have also had a fascination for each race. Skel likes the Vex, Meta likes the Cabal, Nuqrs likes the Fallen, and then there's me who likes the Hive. I even went out of my way to draw us into the species. Though not to get off topic I've been having an idea for a while. Two mainly is this is one of those two. Many believe that the Darkness and their minions are the enemy but what about the Hive? Are they truly evil as we intent them to be despite the things that they do despite it all being inhumane? Please...allow me to indulge you all in a nice tail involving one out of many Hive who makes a discovery. Please enjoy and if you have any questions please send me a message or review my readers.

Disclaimer: I do not own Destiny. If I did I would make the enemies playable or allow players to pick them as a Race.

Verse I: Encounter

-Location: Earth, Old Russia-

-2000(8:00 P.m.)-

The beautiful light of the moon shined down on the Cosmodrome in Old Russia. It was a silent night in the Cosmodrome or, what remained of it to be precise after the Collapse. Vehicles were lying in waste, whether they were helicopters or tanks they were all wrecked from being used and destroyed in battle and their long exposure to the harsh weather has aged them dearly as they rusted and gained moss as the years passed. In the distance there was a figure who seemed to be roaming around the area in the Cosmodrome known as "The Divide".

The figure seemed to have an appearance similar to a female while having pale white or alabaster colored skin which seemed to shine on the moonlit night. She also seemed to wear an assortment of garments on her body as she wore a headdress or helmet of some sort which covered her entire face with the exception of a narrow slit revealing her mouth inside the helmet and the helmet seemed to glow an ominous dark neon green color where supposedly her eyes are located. She wore an elaborate armored outfit that looked as though it was ancient with marking on it and a breast plate on her rather nice chest and the armor stopped at her waist but following it was a long dark-grey crumbling looking robe with dried up red specks on the bottom part of it, her shoulders had sharpened shoulder pads followed by a greyish cloth which went around her arms and went up to her wrists followed by three chakrams with thorns on her arms, one on her right arm, two on her left. Her armor was colored with a Onyx color as it's primary making it shine on the moonlit night, followed by a neon green on the shoulder pads and on her rather large collar which had thin narrow spikes, and on her breastplate as well. One noticeable thing about the female was that she hovered about a foot from the ground and she seemed to have features that looked as though she was...undead in a way but yet still kept a body and figure of a young woman in her mid-thirties. At first glance many would think of her as a rich noble woman but that wasn't the case. She was a Wizard, belonging to the race only known as the Hive.

She wondered around the area as if looking for something as her head shifted left and right, looking at what was left of the buildings that have received damaged during the collapse. As the Wizard searched she started muttering to herself in her own language, as if talking about the environment around her. She then she turned her attention to the moon that shined down upon her. She raised both of her hands as if reaching for it and started muttering to herself again and then stopped, lowering her hands in the process. The Wizard began to think as she floated on that spot. She had searched several other area's in the Cosmodrome and this one was the last area she had not checked yet. She felt like giving up but she couldn't, she was given this task that no other was worthy of unlike her and she planned on finishing it. Then her head perked up when she felt something. It felt close and it seemed to radiate an energy which she found familiar, similar to her own in a way.

Could it be that she seemed to find out what she was looking for?

No matter, The Wizard started hovering off to that location at a rather moderate pace then how she was hovering before. It took her a day and a half to track down whatever she was looking for but, in the end she found it worthwhile since this is something rather sacred. After a while of trying to figure out where the source was coming from she found herself standing in front of what appeared to be a compound of some sort which looked abandoned and rundown. She looked at the run down building for a moment before looking for an entrance inside. Luckily she found a hole big enough to let her inside and floated towards the massive entry way that led inside.

Once in she began her search. The Wizard traversed the empty and rundown complex and noticed that it was dimly lit, most of the lights looked shattered or have ran out of power by the looks of it but she didn't seem to mind, nor did she take in the fact of the objects in the hall that didn't appear to be the work of human technology as the had a blood red cover and had orange light. She didn't find anything here to be of any use to her, what mattered to her was finding the source of energy she was sent to look for. As she continued on she was unaware of a pair of eyes, or to be precise...four eyes that shined a bright blue color, staring at her from the ceiling and just as quickly as they appeared, they disappeared without a trace as if they were never there to begin with.

The Hive woman had searched the complex of what she was searching for and didn't seem to find it at all. Despite that she didn't show any signs of exhaustion from all of her searching. She started hovering a little until she found herself on a catwalk and below the catwalk was a hanger of some sort which startled her just a little. There were vehicles ranging from trucks, tanks, and helicopters though they either looked incomplete, destroyed, or rusted. The hanger wasn't completely dark as there were some lights still active while others were broken but this didn't faze her. What fazed her was that she sensed something inside the hanger and it was close, real close. She hopped over the railing of the catwalk and floated down on the ground.

As she reached the ground she heard noise as if metallic banging. Curious, she started hovering to where she heard the source of the sound. She rounded around a rusted Helicopter and her gaze met the sight of a skinny, humanoid figure that was crouched down near a tank and looked as thought it was trying to grab something. The humanoid being was male by the looks of it and he wore an assortment of garments that resembled that of a bandit though the armor bits on his body was a bright white while the garments on it's body was blood red along with the Mohawk of hair on his head. Once noticeable thing was the two pods that were just under his two arms. She also notice that the being held a dagger in his hand that was coursing with electricity. This was the lesser class known as a Dreg, belonging to the race known as The Fallen.

The Dreg was unaware of the Wizard behind him and that proved to be his downfall. With one swift and powerful thrust, she dug her clawed hand through the Dreg's back. Hearing the sound of his spine breaking and flesh being torn she removed her hand and watched as the Fallen had fallen onto the ground in a heap. Seeing the Dreg dead the female turned her attention to what he was so interested in and crouched down as she looked under the tank. As she did so she found herself staring at what she had been looking for. A 12-inch, diamond-shaped crystal of some sort which glowed an ominous hazy, dark green color while also a necrotic aura around it but not only that, she also noticed that beside the crystal and holding onto it was a 5-year-old human child. She cocked her head slightly as she examined the boy. He had messy, dirty black hair which looked as though it has been unkempt for a long time, he appeared to also have dirt on his body but it was also littered with cuts and bruises as well and she even noticed that his right leg, mostly around the ankle, seemed sprained or looked as though it was forcefully twisted. No less by the Dreg who was trying to grab him. Not only that but he was skinny and frail, by the looks of it he hasn't eaten in a while.

The Wizard simply cocked her head back in place as she still looked at the human boy who was shivering, not taking notice to her presence at all. She simply grabbed the leg which wasn't sprained which snapped him out of his thoughts and he was dragged out of the tank along with the crystal he was holding. The boy thrashed and cried out as he turned to see his new assailant and as his face turned from shock to fear in a matter of seconds. The boy was in a state of fear at this point as he stared up at the Wizard, the Dreg didn't seem to compare to her at all since in the boys eyes, she wasn't human despite having a form like one. He held onto the crystal tightly for protection as he stared at her while she inspected him. Heart pounding, and tears boiling in his eyes, the boy couldn't hold in how he felt after loosing everything and seen horrors unimaginable.

"M-MOMMY! DA-ADDY!" The boy cried out as he begged for his parents help but it seemed pointless. They had died long ago by the hands of the Fallen and he watched, helplessly as they were killed right before his eyes, leaving him alone in this world.

The Wizard simply stared at the broken boy as he closed his eyes in fear awaiting for what would come. She motioned her hand towards him and he caught glimpse once he opened his eyes. His body tensed, and he stared at her clawed hand that dripped of Ether from the Dreg she killed and he knew that he was next though, what she did next caught him off guard. She placed her hand on the object he was holding and yanked it out of his hands with little to no resistance. She turned away from the boy for a moment and inspected the diamond-shaped crystal with some sort of awe.

This is what she was looking for. The energy it radiated proved it as she seemed fond of the object but, why was she feeling an aura similar to it? Then it struck her and she turned back to the child for a second and looked at him. She felt the same radiance of the necrotic aura flow out of him though it wasn't as strong as the crystal but it was fairly a good amount which made her interested. Her mind then started rushing with questions which she couldn't quite answer and she started rubbing her chin slightly while staring at the child who whimpered softly. Snapping out of her thought and worrying about the answers later, she stepped closer to the boy who tried moving back but failed as he was already touching the tanks Track.

The Wizard placed the Crystal to the side so that she would be able to see it and stared at the boy, as if inspecting him. She didn't get a good look at him when she found him but taking a closer look she noticed that the sclera on his eyes looked at though they were slowly eroding in black, as if given a few more days and they would completely be black, his pupils also seemed to change as they were slowly dilating, and his iris's were also changing to a green color, his skin also seemed to show some changes as well along with his hair. For one thing his right cheek was rather dry and paler then any other part of his body. She also seemed to notice a small crack on the cheek as well showing how dry it appeared and his hair, she noticed that some of it was turning white in a way, giving him the look that someone had dyed his hair.

She knew that this wasn't natural at all for a human and continued looking at the child with interest. As she looked at the child one would notice straight away that her actions were completely different from that of a normal wizard. a normal Wizard would have already harmed him in the process if they found him interesting and wouldn't care for his life, she on the other hand didn't hostility towards him. Even when she spotted him and dragged him out of the tank she hasn't done any sort of action to harm him at all. She was curious, too curious since this was new to her and she wanted to know what was happening. She raised her clawed hand and this time the boy shivered and pushed himself back against the track of the tank as she reached out for his face. His breathing picked up and he started sweating heavily as he turned away while tears slipped down his eyes as he said, "P-Please...d-don't hurt me."

The Wizard was taken aback a little and pulled her hand away for a moment as she looked down at the boy. She soon remembered that she was in the presence of a child. She knew that children and their minds were young and still developing and in his eyes, she was a monster. Why wouldn't he think this, she was a Hive after all and he was human. Right now...he should be breathing his last breathe in his own blood while she experimented and examined his body like all Wizards would do if they find something interesting in situations like this. His body would be in a unrecognizable state in mere minutes and she would already be leaving as his corpse would be left for the flies. Yet...something inside her didn't want to do that as she stared at the boy.

The boy whimpered as he looked at the Wizard and watched as she crouched until she was about his height which made him look at her from the corner of his eyes. She needed to show that she didn't mean any harm and what she was going to do next, seemed to make her question herself. The boy watched as she raised both of her hands which startled him but then he noticed they weren't coming towards him, and instead they were placed on her helmet. He watched as there was a sound coming from her helmet and then she pulled it off of her head causing the boys eyes to widen as he watched as she revealed her face to him.

Her face had the appearance of a humanoid Skeleton in a way. From her forehead down towards the back of her head she seemed to have a thin translucent layer of what also appeared to be a thin membrane around it which was black, three eye, two where they would normally be but the third was also on her forehead in a vertical position, each one were the same in color as their sclera was black and the same went with her pupils while her Iris's were a dark ominous, glowing, neon green color, two nostrils where her nose would be, and her mouth was someone like that of a Skeletons since the teeth were visible though she was able to show the expression of the mouth. One noticeable thing is that on the back of her head she seemed to have what appeared to be long white and dry looking tendrils which ran down her head and reached the upper portion of her back. It's actually hard to tell that they were under her helmet and yet she's able to see through it perfectly without the tendrils getting in the way.

The boy stared at the Hive woman and looked at her features. He was still shivering but he didn't look at her in fear like before. Instead he looked at her with a curious gaze which the Wizard caught in her eyes. She raised her hand again and reached out for the boy but this time he didn't resist which the Wizard found surprising. She saw the boy was still shivering yet he wasn't resisting or moving away from her. He closed his eyes and waited and instead of feeling her clawed fingers drag across his face he felt her hand caress his left cheek. Her hand was cold to the touch but her simple action seemed to shock the boy as he remembered his mothers gentle touch. What he did next, no one would expect nor would they find to be even possible but he immediately grasped the Hive woman in a tight embrace and cried on her robes. She raised her arms slightly and looked at the boy in shock. She felt something as she looked at the boy, most Hive would have already killed him but her, she didn't and for some reason she couldn't. A smile formed on her face as she stared at the boy and returned the embrace and held the boy who cried on her chest. It was an awkward feeling for her to embrace a human child but it was familiar and she didn't show signs of disapproving it.

As they hugged the Wizard perked her head up when she heard a noise as if something had fallen next to her. Curious she turned her head to her side to see what it was but her eyes widen in shock to see hat it was a Shock Grenade which started fizzing signifying its detonation. Without a second to spare she grabbed the boy, along with the artifact and her helmet and strafed out of the way Just in a nick of time to see the grenade explode. She held the boy against her as she looked at where the grenade exploded. Her helmet was already on her as she examined the area and then she watched as several figures fell from the ceiling and landed on the ground. The Wizard's eyes widen behind her helmet as she realized that she stumbled upon Fallen territory which explains why the Dreg was here. There was about over 50 of them but there were bound to be more. ranging from the robotic Shanks, leading towards the ruthless Captain

The Wizard narrowed her eyes seeing the fallen and looked at the child who quivered in fear and she felt it. She stared at him for a moment and then at the Fallen with some loading up their weapons to some already aiming at her and the boy. She could easily dispatch them without raising a finger and already leave unharmed but then...the child will also succumb to what she'll do as well though if she doesn't, then whatever she would do will simply be pointless and they'll both die. She looked at the boy who's gaze met hers. His innocent looked at up her and something inside of her seemed to throb a little which made her grit her teeth. She simply placed her hand on his head and urged him behind her. She then turned her attention to the Fallen, causing all Fallen to aim their weapons at her. They were prepared to fire though as they were close to pulling the trigger they watched as aura started surrounding the Wizard. It started off with black but then neon green fiery flame-like aura erupted from her body.

Some of the Fallen backed away in fear while others were startled by this turn of event though everything seemed to end when she started screaming out, her voice erupting throughout the complex. Her voice was harsh, earsplitting, and incredibly loud as if she wanted all to hear and yet despite such a screaming voice it almost sounded as if it was a song. Many of the Fallen covered their ears while others tried shooting her but as they tried to either seeped out of their eyes and mouth causing them to gag as they tried breathing or wanting the sudden pain that they received to stop but just as it started it soon ended with them falling on the ground lifelessly.

The Wizard stopped momentarily and started breathing heavily through her nostrils as she looked at the dead fallen. She didn't need to heck for survivors because none survive her ability, 'The Deathsong'. She was the Deathsinger after all, weaving her song of death to even the most toughest of enemies when needed. Then she realized what she's done and turned to look at the child behind her. She found him lying on the ground just like the Fallens with his eyes closed and his body limp. She looked at him and guilt seemed to build up by simply looking at his body. She place her hand on his head and caressed his cheek, simply praying that his afterlife is a good one but then he started making soft groans which shocked her. His eyes lit up with life and the child looked up at her with a curious look before staring at the corpses of the Fallen as he began to wonder what happened. Apparently during the Wizard's Deathsong a piece of rubble seemed to have fell on his head which caused him to go unconscious during the time.

Despite that the Hive woman didn't understand how a human child no less could survive her Deathsong. Then she felt the necrotic aura, similar to the crystal relic he was holding, erupt from the boys body but he didn't seem to feel it. The only assumption she could come up with is that his body has somewhat absorbed the energy that radiated from the crystal which has given him some aspects of a Hive. They were the only known race to survive such a dreadful ability from the Deathsinger.

This seems to have made everything a bit interesting for her since something like this is rare in this type of scenario. She needed to bring him with her, to show her people something new and astonishing, something that could help them against their struggle against the Traveler and it's warriors of the light. She picked up the boy and held him close to her, almost like a mother hugging her child and looked at him with a smile etching across her face. She was ready to bring her lord the gifts that will change their future.

It was time to see Crota.

Verse I. End