Fireteam Purple Fox

A stupid Destiny 2 story

Prologue

"We need a fire team to help Devrim retrieve the cache on Earth before the Fallen or Cabal manage to grab it." Zavala grimaced, looking over the messy stacks of paper that lay spread out on the table, his glowing blue cyan eyes snapping from one list of names to the other in desperation. The Awoken Titan donned his usual heavy armor attire, wearing it with great pride as one of the great Guardians that guard the Tower and lead the Guardians. His pale bluish-purple skin common among the Awoken and displayed the energy that flowed through their very skin.

Standing tall with her back straight and hands behind her back in her usual posture, Ikora Rey watched quietly as the Titan seemed to desperately search for some form fire team that could assist Devrim. The European sniper was skilled and indeed a talented man, but even he would need help when dealing with the Fallen and Cabal who could be zeroing in on the cache as they spoke. Her still, cold brown eyes scanned over the sheets as well, taking in every name and recalling where they were dispatched to. Fireteam Silver Hawk, on Io, fending off the Vex. Fireteam Golden Dawn, On Titan with Fire team Blue Fleece to retake the Archeology. One after the other, she recalled each and every fire team and remembered that they were currently too busy fighting for their lives to be called back now.

Then, as Zavala slammed his fists on the table in their conference hall out of, frustration, a single sheet a paper fluttered off of the table and down on the ground in front of the dark-skinned Warlock. Her eyebrow slowly arched, curiosity getting the better of her. She slowly reached down, reached out her hand and slowly turned the paper over to observe the information that was written on it.

Fireteam registration

Fireteam name: Purple Fox

Team members (classification)

Mia (Hunter)

Sam-7 (Titan)

Shaymis (Warlock)

Purpose of becoming Guardians

Mia: To make Asher proud

Sam-7: Warcliff

Shaymis: To get back at those Shanks

"...We do have...One fire team available, Zavala..." Ikora stated with hesitation and uncertainty in her voice. As the Awoken giant looked to her with confusion, he quickly reached over to the slip of paper that the Warlock was handing him and read over the context. As his eyes scanned over the information, excitement turned into confusion, then slowly morphed into horror until eventually settling on regretful acceptance.

"...Bring in...Fireteam Purple Fox...I hope Devrim won't be too displeased with this."

"I hope the Traveler won't be displeased with this," Ikora stated, slowly eyeing the paper in the Titans hand as she recalled meeting each of these Guardians and the...Impact, they left on her.