Destiny: Odd Tales and Trails

Disclaimer

Destiny is an online-only multiplayer first-person shooter video game developed by Bungie and published by Activision.

Most of the characters are mine with cameos from online friends

Intro
There are many weird stories one can find on there way to becoming... Legendary

The Renegade

Mecca: I'm not sure whats more disturbing. You sitting on the corpse of a Fallen or you sitting on the corpse of a Fallen reading a book.

"I'm impressed this thing survived. Master Rahool will be pleased, even if this book makes little sense."

Mecca: Whatever you say.

Renegade: Well that's an unusual... seat.

I stand up.

"And you're an Exo."

Renegade: Right in one, Hunter.

Mecca: What brings you here?

Renegade: Same as you.

"Not sure about that. What's missing?"

Renegade & Mecca: Huh?

"He's not wearing a helmet. He's not a guardian."

Mecca: (Circles the exo) Another one?

Renegade: Another? Oh you mean her. Let's just say we're both mysterious Exos and leave it at that. "Fine by me."

Mecca: Are you sure?

"You worry to much, Little Light."

Mecca: Don't call me that.

This is the point where the sky darkens and a Fallen ketch appears.
Mecca: We have a problem.

Renegade: Extraction team?

"You wish?"

The Fallen drop in a walker.

"Here we go. Wish the warlock was here. She has a better gun for this."

Renegade: Well lets see what your old Uncle Renegade has in his bag.

The Renegade pulls out a purple sparking, humming rocket launcher.

Renegade: I would hold on to something. Test firing of prototype heavy void rocket launcher in 3, 2...

I've had my share of rocket launchers but this thing. Thing is the operative word.

Rocket launchers should not sound like a fusion rifle.

I'm sure that shell had a wire attached to it.

I've heard stories of Titans getting caught in their own flash grenade. There was a bright purple flash and I find myself flying. Oh great...

Mecca: Guardian? Guardian!

"I had a dream. I wasn't being awoken by a small talking light."

Mecca: That's not funny.

"I know."

I sit up.

"Where's ..."

Right beside me stands the Renegade looking at the ruins of his rocket launcher.
Renegade: Results of test firing prototype heavy void rocket launcher. Target Acquisition: Excellent. Explosive Yield: Exceeded all safety protocols. Results. Target destruction. Weapon damaged.

The other guardians in the near proximity show up.
Renegade: And five to six disgruntled witnesses. (Sighs)

The Renegade hands me the ruined launcher.
Renegade: Take this. I'll have to fine tune the designs.

The Renegade takes two steps away from me and transmats away. The other guardians make a few comments then leave.
"Ghost?"
Mecca: Yeah?

Holding up rocket launcher

"Scan please."

Ghost scans the launcher. The sounds of more fallen on the approach makes us transmat back to my jumpship.
"Well?"
Mecca: Some parts to that gun I don't even recognize. Almost as odd as those two rifles you have.
"You mean the Stranger's Rifle I have in storage and this black hive gun which I'm sure might be alive in some form or another."
Mecca: Yes. Why do you carry that gun with you?
"The freak out factor this gun has."
Mecca: Okay.
"I wish I could say it was the enemy who freak out. And I'm still not sure how Tib couldn't find one. I find one and the infernal thing starts multiplying. Then one visit to Eris. 'You might need this.' An orb. The gun ate it and turned into this. So yeah. I'll keep it."
Mecca: That gun might be dark.
"We've held darker things."
Mecca: This is true.