Ever wonder what would happen if a videogame was real? If the universe you played in, the universe you came to know and love, really existed just as you played it? But then what would be the logic behind how your character behaved? What would be the logic behind game mechanics? If the characters really acted as gamers played them, what would happen? I am the soviet shadow, and I am the narrator of this, the true story of the gaming world. Enjoy :)

Link... START!

The Fallen scavengers rummaged around the broken remains of the dropship, searching for whatever the hell they're always searching for, while Jason watched them through his scout rifle's scope. He was hiding among a cluster of grey rocks (that's pretty much all you get on the Moon) and waiting for his moment. When all of the Fallen were out of cover Jason stroked the trigger. A Vandal's head exploded and the other Fallen froze. Jason fired another round and a Dreg fell with a gaping hole in its chest.

The rest of the Fallen scattered, crouching down and leaping behind the cover of the dropship rubble or other rocks. Jason ran out of his own cover and jumped, letting the lower gravity of the Moon float him over the heads of the Fallen, then sprayed a hail of bullets on them from above. When he landed behind them, Jacob ran forward and fired two more rounds before he reloaded. As he got closer one of the Vandals screamed a challenge, a roaring cry that was abruptly terminated as Jacob's throwing knife stabbed into its throat.

Jacob grabbed the knife as he passed, then slid to avoid a volley fired from a Dreg's shock pistol. He fired a few shots point blank as he got closer to the Dreg, which gutted the Fallen. He heard a roar behind him and fired over his shoulder without aiming. The Stealth Vandal that had been about to put a blade in his back fell with its head blown off. Now all of the Fallen were dead except a Dreg trying to crawl away. Jacob soon rectified that with a shot to its head. As the sound of that last shot quickly faded away in the thin air, Jacob looked around at the group of dead Fallen and scoffed, "Scrubs."

Jacob's Ghost chirped, and the words "NoobSlayer69 is near" popped up in the bottom-right of his Heads-Up Display. A second later the shriek of a Sparrow came up behind him. A Warlock in bright pink robes jumped off the speeding Sparrow and barely missed knocking Jason flat. "Hey, Scrub lord, how's it going?"

Jason sighed. "I told you before, Kyle, my name's Jason."

Kyle chuckled. "And I told you, Scrub lord, that my tag's NoobSlayer69."

Now Jason helmet-palmed. "Traveler, I hate whoever thought it was a good idea to allow us to have our own tags."

Kyle chuckled again. "You think mine's bad? You should check out Tracer420Lit over there." Kyle pointed to a female Titan on the ridge a few dozen meters in front of them, who was watching them through the scope of her sniper rifle. After Kyle pointed, the Titan waved back at them. They all looked at each other for a few more seconds, then the Titan shot at them.

Jacob flinched as the supersonic bullet hit his chest armor. "Hey, dumbass, watch who you're shooting!"

The Titan didn't answer and instead drove away on her Sparrow.

Jason sighed once more, then said. "At least friendly fire doesn't count on patrol."

Kyle nodded. "Speaking of patrol, I'm working on a bounty right now. Want to Fireteam?"

"Sure." Jason replied. A few seconds later he got the request and accepted it. Jason entered the private Fireteam chat and asked, "So what's the bounty?" as they moved to a different area to find more Fallen.

"I need to get thirty headshots without dying. shouldn't be too hard, and I already have twenty-two." responded Kyle.

"Cool, I'm doing the same one. That and I need to get twenty melee kills."

"You're a Hunter; should be easy to get that one." Kyle stopped walking and cocked his head. "Hey, you ever wonder why we have these bounties?"

"What do you mean?"

Kyle shrugged. "I mean, why do we have to get all of these different kinds of kills? A dead alien is a dead alien, doesn't matter how we kill it. And how do they know we killed them that way? We could just blow up a group of them with a grenade and say we knifed 'em. Who would know the difference?"

Jason thought about that for a few seconds, then said, "The Architects would know."

"Who the hell are the Architects?" Asked Kyle.

"Exactly. Now stop asking stupid questions."

Kyle sighed, then said, "Ok, let's just get this over with. There's some over there." Kyle pulled out his sniper rifle and scoped in for a few seconds, then fired. A Vandal's head exploded in a burst of light and Jason said, "Nice shot."

"Thank you." Replied Kyle before firing two more shots, both of them headshots.

"Dude, you're killing it!" Exclaimed Jason.

Kyle replaced his magazine and fired a few more carefully placed rounds. When only one Dreg remained, Kyle said, "Ok, I only need one more so I'm going to trickshot this guy. I'm going to run past him, jump on that crate, then onto the accelerator, then I'm going to jump off it, do a three-sixty, and no-scope him before I hit the ground."

"Do you think you can pull that off?"

"Watch me." Kyle ran forward and jumped past the Dreg, which fired wildly trying to hit the Warlock. Kyle blinked up to the crate and then to the accelerator. After switching through all of his weapons briefly, Kyle jumped off the accelerator and spun around. Seemingly in slow motion Jason watched Kyle spin while the Dreg threw a shock grenade. Kyle fired and hit the Dreg, but missed the head and instead hit its chest. When he hit the ground, Kyle shouted, "I missed!" a split second before the Dreg's grenade exploded. Kyle was flung away by the explosion, flying past Jason's head and down the side of a dune.

Kyle rubbed his helmet over the spot where a bruise was forming on his head. "Ow..." After a second he added, "Uhhhhhh... It's saying I'm out of the map."

Jacob ran over to the top of the dune and looked down at Kyle, who was futilely trying to jump back up the side of the sand mountain before the timer ran out. "Oh shit."

Kyle frantically scrabbled up the gray sand, but kept sliding right back down. "Help me!"

Jacob got on his stomach and reached down. "Take my hand!"

Kyle tried to grab it, but kept slipped further down. "Oh Traveler! Not like this!"

Jacob reached a bit further down and finally grabbed Kyle. "I've got you!" But before he could pull Kyle up, the pink Warlock gave a strangled cry and went limp. "Kyle?" Jason shook Kyle's limp body, but the Warlock didn't respond. "No, Kyle!" Jacob held on for a few seconds longer, then let go of him. He cradled his head in his hands for a few seconds, then looked up into the starry sky. "Why, Traveler, why?! He was so young!"

"Very funny, dude, but you can stop now." Said a voice behind Jacob.

Jacob turned around and laughed. "I know, but it's still funny."

Kyle laughed with him. "Yeah, you're right. 'He was so young!' Classic. At least we weren't in a Darkness zone."

Jacob cocked his head. "Yeah, but don't you still have to redo the bounty?"

Kyle stopped laughing. He checked his Ghost for a second, then said, "Dammit, you're right; And now I'm out of special ammo. Do you know what you can headshot with an auto rifle? Nothing!"

Jason patted Kyle on the back. "Cheer up, bro. At least you aren't using a fusion rifle."

Kyle pouted. "I told you to stop bugging me about that. Just because I don't have Sleeper Simulant yet doesn't mean you have to be mean."

Jacob switched heavy weapons and pulled the weapon off his back. "You have to admit," He said, stroking it, "it's pretty cool. Can you do this with a machine gun?" The Hunter aimed briefly before firing, and a blindingly bright beam of energy left the fusion rifle to hit a Vandal across the map near the end of the accelerator.

"One word:" said Kyle, pulling out his own heavy weapon. "Thunderlord."

"Hang on, that's two words."

The pink Titan shook his head. "No, the name is one word."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Screw that, I'm looking it up in the Vanguard room when we get back to the Tower."

Kyle shrugged. "Do what you want, but I need to work on this bounty."

"You need help with a bounty?" Asked a British voice behind the two. When they turned around they saw the same female Titan who had been looking at them before.

Jacob helmet-palmed. "She had to be British..." he muttered under his breath.

"What was that?" She asked. "Anyway, I'm working on a bounty too. I need a higher light level on my armour and I'm farming for engrams. Wanna Fireteam-up?"

"I don't know..." Said Jacob. "We already have two peopl-"

Kyle interrupted Jacob with an "Ahem" and whispered into his ear. "Dude, it's a girl. Let's invite her."

"I don't care if she's a girl, she shot me earlier!"

"... You guys do realize that just because you're whispering into your mics that doesn't mean I can't hear you, right? Seriously, I need those armour engrams."

Jacob sighed for what seemed to be the thousandth time that day. "And now she's messing with the formatting..." He looked up and adressed the Titan. "Fine, you can join."

"Thanks." Replied the Titan. "Let's head over to the accelerator building; that servitor always gives good loot."

Kyle shook his head. "I have a patrol mission to kill that Wizard in the Hive Fortress. We can hit those Wolves after we're done.

Jacob stepped in. "First we have to find some ether sups."

"No." Said Kyle. "We need to kill the Wizard first."

"Ether sups first!"

"Wizard first!"

"Ether sups!"

"Wizard!"

"Ether!"

"Wizar-"

"Ladies!" Shouted the Titan. "You're both very pretty. Now stop arguing; seriously, are you Guardians or children?"

Kyle and Jason stopped and looked at each other for a moment, then turned to their new Fireteam member. "Children." They said simultaneously.

The Titan sighed. "Fine. We'll just-" The ground suddenly shook, and the sky turned blue. All three of their Ghosts chirped and said "Hold on?" Then a new message popped up in their HUDs: "Defend the Warsat."

"A public mission?" Asked Jason.

"Looks like it." Responded Kyle. "Hey, where are you going?" He asked the female Titan, who was stepping back from the two of them. She pointed towards the sky and they both looked up to see the Warsat coming down... Right towards them.

"Mother."

"Fucker."

With an almighty crash and flare of light the Warsat hit the ground, crushing both Jason and Kyle underneath it. The female Titan stepped past their Ghosts and activated the Warsat, then came back and revived them. "What the fuck was that for?!" Exclaimed Jason.

The Titan didn't answer for a second, turning around and dealing with a clutch of Fallen, then said over her shoulder, "Eh, it was worth the overshield."

Jason turned to Kyle, who was nodding. "She's right," Said the Warlock. "I would do it."

"Just shut up."

Before Kyle could say anything else, A Fallen Skiff flew in and disgorged a score of Vandals and Dregs. Jason raised his scout rifle and fired, taking down two Dregs in quick succession. He put two shots into a Vandal, but an auto rifle burst finished it off. Jason glared at Kyle. "You stole my kill!" Jason couldn't see Kyle's face under his helmet, but he swore he could feel the Warlock stick his tongue out. But when Kyle went back to shooting a Servitor it was suddenly killed by a precision shot to the eye and he heard Jason shout, "Get good, scrub!"

While the Hunter and Warlock argued, the Titan was killing Fallen left and right. She fired a few shotgun spreads into a Vandal until it flew back with a gaping hole in its chest, then turned and put a shell point-blank into a Reaver Captain's face. When it fell back with a missing head, an armour engram popped out of its headless corpse. "Yes! Engram!" She whooped, shortly before a Stealth Vandal slashed at here from behind. She flew forward with a cry of pain and landed on the dusty ground, then rolled over and put two shots into its head with her sidearm. "You son of a bitch!" She shouted, her voicing changing halfway through the sentence. "You broke my voice changer!"

Kyle and Jason stopped shooting and looked over. "You're a guy?!"

The male Titan turned to them and said, "Yeah... sorry 'bout that. I bought this voice changer and then thought it would be funny to buy female armour and troll other guys, but I accidentally dismantled my other armour and I've been trying to farm armour ever since. I didn't mean to mess with you. Can you forgive me?"

Kyle and Jason looked at him, then at each other, then back to him and at the same time said, "Screw that." They took out their Ghosts and when to orbit without even completing the public mission, leaving the fake girl behind.

"I can't believe we got trolled like that." Started Kyle.

"What did you expect? You forgot one of the most important rules out here, bro." Replied Jason over their ships' comms.

"What rule?"

"Rule 30: There are no babes on the internet." Said Jason, suddenly sage-like.

"What's the internet?" asked Kyle.

"No clue, NoobSlayer, but it sounded like the right thing to say."

And thus ends the first chapter of Videogames IRL Destiny Edition. Please tell me what you think about it, and tell me if you would like some more of this. If the response is good enough, I might even branch out and try this with other games (I would love to write a Skyrim Edition).

On another more serious note, I would like to apologize to all of the fans of my Destiny: the Risen series. I know it's been more than a year since I updated, but I've been having problems with my computer and corrupted files (damn you Windows 10!) and I've been trying to complete it on Google Docs but my account got hacked a few days ago. I only wrote this because it was something short I could get out in a day without having to close my computer and give it a chance to corrupt the file. The only good news is that when I finally do update, the chapter will be a long one-the draft I was working on in Docs was more than ten pages long and I was only halfway done. Please hang in there and know that I will never give up on you guys.

Never stop writing, never stop reading. Sovietshadow out.