chapter 1
"Dammit! Were pinned down!"
I'm getting strong armed by Fallen and Vex from nearly ever side. A fallen mercanary called Taniks the Scarred, was hired to break Aksor the Archon Priest out from the Prison of Elders (a high security prison for the worst of the worst in the solar system) so the vanguard sent my fireteam to intercept the bastard before he could succeed. The Vex managed to cut off their escape, but now we got to clear out the Fallen and the Vex before we can secure the Archon Priest. Everything was going fine, until the fallen called in more reinforcements. Then everything went to hell. There was nothing but vandals and captains hardened from constant battles and non-stop war swarming the area. The fact they were equipped stealth tech was icing on the cake. As I rant to myself about how much of a shit show thid all is my fellow exo friend BearBear got pushed behind the same rock as me. Now its me and him doing our best to stave off the fallen and the remaining vex.
"Dammit BearBear, this is your fault!" I said screaming into his ear.
"How is this my fault Sam?" he asked nonchalantly.
"I don't know. Blaming you just makes me feel better. I'll admit that running in guns blazing probably wasn't the best idea, but I couldn't think of a better plan of attack. Its my go-to strategy after all ."
"Its the only strategy you can come up with Samster...you and every other titan." He said as he mumbled the last part.
I tried to take a look out of cover and map out a possible path to a better vantage point, but a bolt of arc energy made me reconsider that train of thought real quick.
"Dammit! BearBear this isn't working and this rock doesn't provide much room for two." I said narrowing my eyes into nasty glare.
"Oh, okay. I can fix that." He said with a creepy tone in his voice. He raised his gun and pointed it right at me.
"Wait BearBear I was just-"
BANG
I look over my shoulder to see a vandal decloak and fall to the ground with a bullet in its head. I breath a sigh of relief and give BearBear a nasty look.
"What? You said there wasn't much room for two. Three would have been a crowd."
"Thanks for the save I guess." I look over the bullet hole in the vandals head. Clean shot right between its eyes.
"At least it was a nice shot."
"Thanks. Spas always drags me along to do those stupid crucible bounties with him in our spare time. You should join us. A little PvP wouldn't hurt."
"In the Crucible's case, yes it would.Plus you know I hate the Crucible. Its too competitive for my taste. And as a titan its my duty to lay the smack down to my enemies with my bare hands. It's the most effective way to put them down."
"No its not-"
"YES IT IS!"
Just as we were about to start arguing, two fallen captains came from both sides of the rock to skewer us with their electro-blades.
"Shit! BearBear its time to go!"
With each of our respected movement abilities, we took to the sky as eight electric blades came down where we were just standing. I boosted myself a couple of yards away while BearBear blinked, effectively teleporting right next to me. Now with that we pit some distance between us I activated my juggernaut shield and ordered BearBear to get behind me. As my shield soaks up all the damage, I close the distance between is and the heart of all the fallen and remaining vex. Taking notice of the web-like cracks forming in my shield and run faster. By now all the enemies have take notice of us and my shield shatters like glass under the relentless bombardment, so I do the best I can to tank the shot for BearBear.
"Fuck it, were close enough. Now BearBear!"
On cue, BearBear leaped over me and activates his Arc Blade. He is consumed in arc energy and channels it into his dagger. No one is faster than a hunter usimg Arc Blade. He immediately teleports to the nearest vandal and cuts them down, transmuting them into electricity to fizzle out into nothing. He cuts down any and everything with the simplest touch of his dagger. Swinging it in a powerful upward arc sends out a powerful wave of arc energy along the ground in front of him, annihilating everything it touches. Finishing off his path of destruction with a majestic spin, he releases the last of his power in a destructive wave of electricity around him. Good thing to.The last few minotaurs surrounding him looked ready to karate chop him into oblivion.
"Hell yeah BearBear! That's what I'm talking about!"
I hear a roar behind me and turn to see the two captains from earlier dash towards me. I charge back at them, all to eager to meet their challenge.The first one cames in swinging, but a well placed Stormfist to the chest sends the big guy reeling, but that only leaves me open for the second captain to come up and slash me across the chest, leaving two singed marks across my chest plating. The cut wasn't too deep. It didn't even penetrate the armor. The real problem was the arc damage. That shit stung like hell. Whats the point of being a robot if I still feel pain. Did humans really have to add that to my final design. I threw a punch only damaging his arc shield.
Oh yeah, did I forget to mention the higher ups have shields? Well- they have shields.
And I still needed a little more time to recuperate my light before I could muster up another Stormfist, so I decided to have my ghost materialize my many exotics, The Fourth Horsemen, and release a full barrels worth on the captains. Effectively dropping them both. Good thing this shotgun fires in full auto or these to would have been a pain. Too bad I didn't notice the stealth vandal standing behind me with its blades raised...
SLIIIIINK
"AAAAH!"
I stumbled forward as I was taken back from the sudden attack. I swing behind me only to hit nothing but air. As I recover from the first attack, my back lights up in pain again from another invisible assailant. Great now theres two of them! And that stupid cloaking tech was making this fight a lot harder than it should have been.
"BearBear, a little help!"
"I'm kinda busy with my own problem here."
I take a second from my own problem to spare a glance at BearBear, only to see him weaving between karate chops from minotaurs a new batch of Vex that had just teleported in from out of nowhere (yeah they do that). Well isn't this just super-wait… my SUPER! I forgot about my Super. I charge my body up with arc energy jump up and slam my fists into the ground, releasing a devestating FIST OF HAVOC. The massive wave of arc energy rippled out from around me instantly wiping the stealth vandals from existence and creating a shockwave that rushed straight towards the Vex surrounding BearBear. Seeing the wave coming, BearBear blinked away as the vex were transmuted into harmless electric sparks. Now that the vex were handled, we could finally take a second to breathe and have our ghost repair our armor. Until two doors built into the geography of the area opened up to reveal more fallen vandals, dregs, and shanks. We we now now pinned between a small army of fallen and a cliff's edge.
"Well shit." I completely exhausted and BearBear is no different. Now we got more enemies to fight and I didn't get a chance to pick up more ammo.
"Give us a break."
Almost like the Traveler was answering my quiet prayer for a miracle, a scatter grenade bursted to life in the center of the horde of grunts, completely consuming five dregs and two shanks in void energy. Everyone looked up to see a female warlock floating up above the crowd and blast a ball of death.
The NOVA BOMB.
It rocketed into the center of the small army and detonated, completely wiping out everything. Those that didn't get hit were swallowed up by the dome of void energy that form afterwards. Me and BearBear looked on in shock as Spas finally made her appearance.
"What took you so damn long?! One more minute and we would have been waiting for our ghost for revivals." I screamed. What king of leader leaves her team to fend for themselves.
"Thats if the Fallen didn't scrap them first." BearBear added.
"No one told you to leave me behind to finish off the rest of the Vex back in the clearing when they blew up my sparrow." I grumble off to myself saying how there were Vex here too but whatever. Me and BearBear take this time to allow our ghost to repair any damages we sustained before we dealt with the big hancho of this little operation.
"Well it looks like you guys didn't wake our guest up just yet. Were you waiting for me to ring the doorbell for you?" She asked in her usual snarky tone.
"Nah, we just thought after all the hard work we did to clear the area for his grand awakening you could wake up the sleeping bear."
"Well what are we waiting for? Its time for the priest to meet its god."
"Oh god, you did not just say that."
Spas's ghost activates the pod's cell door. The door popped open with a loud hiss. Gust of cold steam rolls out the pod from cryogenic stasis being deactivated. Me and BearBear take aim just as the Archon Priest wraps his hands around the opening of the pod jumps down with a his gun in hand (did they freeze him with his gun?!). He landed with a resounding boom, kicking up dust and loose dirt into a small dust cloud. The earth shook from the sheer force of this guy just leaving his pod.
"By the Traveler, this guy must weigh a freaking ton!" I don't think I've seen a fallen so big before besides a Kell.
He leans forward with his arms splayed out and releases a loud, bellowing roar. He stands to his full height and points his shrapnel launcher right at us(seriously, why did they let him keep his gun?!). He looks us over one last time before sneers he aims down sights. At this moment Spas decides to speak up.
"Sorry to wake you from your ice bath big guy, but we were sent to recapture you before the fallen could reclaim you, but seeing as now your free from containment and you don't look to keen on going back on your cell, I think its best if we just kill ya. Because you would be a real pain if we let you escape. So if you don't mind I would like to end this quick. Iron Banner arrives today and I don't want to be late."
Aksor released a feral growl, breaking me from my train of thought, and hovered one of his fingers over the trigger of his gun. Ready to blast us with canisters of explosives. He doesn't seem to care if were late or not. Spas sighed.
"I guess you want to do this the hard way then? Oh well."
Her ghost materialized the gjallahorn from her inventory and she aimed the beautiful piece of weaponry right at his big ass head.
"Its your funeral."
End of Chapter