Disclaimer: I do not own Destiny, only my OC/OCs.

I am in the process of editing all chapters.

Chapter One:

"Wait? Are you kidding me?!" hollers a man.

The Awoken man looks up from reading his book, feet propped on the dining chair next to him. His companion, the one yelling and demanding questions, is standing on the other side of the table. The blond male's hands are on the table's surface, an expression of disbelief etched on his face.

Sighing, the slender man flicks a piece of snow white hair out of his face, "David, she is new—"

"New my ass man! We don't need some newbie to slow us down! Heck, I'd rather not even get a third member of our team anymore!"

Of course, thinks the Awoken, his teammate would be angry. Sighing once again, the man looks up with his electric blue eyes, one hand closing the thick tome he was reading. "I know you are against anyone joining since Scarlet left us for another team. It would do us good to have a third teammate who will have our backs. Fireteams are meant to work in threes, not twos."

Growling, the tan man straightens up. Spinning on his heels, he storms to the kitchen counter where ingredients lie. He pulls out two slices of bread and starts slapping some sauce and meat on to it. "Fine. Have it your way Vale." Pausing, David turns looks at the Warlock with storm grey eyes, "But, if this one leaves us just like Scarlet, then we agree no more. I'm sick of no permanent teammate. I'm sick of them getting the experience they need from us seasoned Guardians then just up and leave us like we're trash."

The Awoken man leans back in his chair solemnly. David is right though, they keep taking on newbies who, in the end, leave them for other teams. It's annoying and irritating, so Vale can see why David is upset. Well, he is more upset as he liked Scarlet the best out of everyone they've had.

Reopening the book, Vale starts reading. A thought crosses his mind, so he absently says, "She should be here in a few minutes."

The sound of crashing startles the blue-grey skinned man. Eyes dart up to his Titan teammate. The muscular man is standing there, clearly stunned. His hands look like they were holding something. A glance at his feet reveals one of Vale's beautiful white China plates in pieces. That alone causes the man to sigh in irritation. In the meanwhile, it means David will have to clean up the broken plate and his destroyed sandwich now plastered to the floor.

For a minute, neither say anything: Vale stares at the broken plate wondering if he should lecture David on breaking dishes. At the same time, David ia shocked because of the sudden arrival of their teammate to be and wondering if he should run for the hills as his roommate is a clean freak and protective of his dishes; which he's made a mess and destroyed the other. However, knocking saves the Titan.

Snapping his book shut with a quick movement, the alabaster haired man moves his feet to the ground and stands. Setting the book on the table, "That must be her. Do clean up."

On that note, the thinnest of the two men walks away, listening as the Titan behind him starts swearing. Unlocking the deadbolt, Vale opens the door.

Standing there is a woman thinner than Vale as well as shorter than him. She is dressed in black light armor that's seen better days. A short rigid cloak hangs around her neck, a helmet in her hands. Her face is pasty white, almost sickly. However, the most striking traits are her orange eyes and blood hair. It's as if someone dipped her hair in blood while replaced her eyes with topaz.

Vale stands there, taking in her appearance. He has yet to meet someone with hair and eyes like her, especially for a human. Sure, Awoken have their unusual physical traits, eyes brighter than humans. But, to see the woman now, their new teammate, without her helmet, he is stunned lightly by her appearance.

Seeing the woman nervously grip her wrist that's holding her helmet from her fingers, the man smiles. She's already cute, perhaps that cuteness is what they need on this team. "Do come in."

As for the woman, she eyes the Awoken cautiously. Meeting people in general causes her anxiety. The man invites her in so she steps inside and off to the side so he may shut and lock the door. Ignoring the man, she casts her honey eyes upon the room she is in.

A simple wall with books is directly to the left of the door. To the right opens into a living space. There is an entertainment center with a flat screen on it. The wall across of the television has a grey couch that can easily hold three people if not one or two more. On the window wall is a matching sofa. A single grey chair is turned toward the couches closest to the door yet next to the entertainment center. A white rug sets underneath off sets the black square table in the middle of the room along with the dark furniture.

The one thing the woman picks up from this room is the color theme: black, white, and grey. It makes her wonder if these guys know what the definition of color means or is this just a guy thing. Okay, to be fair, she shouldn't judge them. After all, her room is pretty much the same palette of colors, but that's because she hasn't even earned enough glimmer to go out and buy accessories to add color to her place.

Movement at the corner of her eyes causes the petite woman to turn her head. The man has walked over to the couch across of the entertainment and turned through an archway to the left of it. Taking this as a hint, the human female follows all while taking in everything which turns out to be nothing.

Entering the room reveals to be a kitchen. It screams the same boring palette colors as the other room. The floor is a shiny white and black checkered square tile. The walls are the same white as the other room. The cabinets take up the shorter wall of black with grey stone counter and silver appliances. The backsplash is a simple white subway tile. A white table sits in the middle of the room with two clear chairs on each side, one on the shorter ends. To the right of the room opens to black bookshelves full and three doors no doubt leading to bedrooms and a bathroom.

Returning her gaze upon her official fireteam, she notices the Awoken man has taken up residency in a chair, feet propped on the one next to him. Another man is in the process of finishing sweeping. He looks up at her and stares. The woman is unsure what to do or say, not knowing what this man thinks of her.

Then he drops the dust pan and broom, it clattering to the floor noisily. Grey eyes snap at the other man, his voice making the woman wince, "VALE!"

Vale just ignores his teammate and introduces the woman, "David, this is Eve. She's a Hunter. Eve, this is David, the Titan of the team. That leaves me, Vale, the Warlock of our team.

Eve doesn't get a chance to answer. David begins yelling at the Warlock who looks uninterested as he opens a book. It causes her to raise a brow curious as to what she has gotten herself into yet leaves her amused.

Before she knows it, the yelling has stopped as soon as it began. The muscular man who clearly is six feet at the least, taller than Vale, is staring at her. And like that, the man turns around and ignores her as he begins cleaning up his mess again.

"Ignore David. He's not a fan of Hunters, and neither am I. However, a team should be balanced with a Guardian of each class. Give him time and he will come around."

"The hell I will!"

This merely causes a smile to form on the woman's lips as she tries not to laugh. A squeak of a giggle bursts free causing both men to stop and look at her. The Awoken raises a brow with an amused smile on his face while the Titan is unsure what just happened.

"Aw shucks, we broke her."

This causes the woman to start laughing out loud. It's music to the men's ears, a cute adorable sound that is so innocent and full of light. It's contagious, canceling out all negative energy around and shining a light in the darkness. In a matter of seconds, a smile appears on David's face as he starts laughing along with her, Vale's higher pitch chuckling joining them.

~Vale