The Warlock followed closely behind her fellow Guardians, their Ghosts floated just above their shoulders. In the corner of her eye she could see the golden glow of the sun, beaming down on the traveler in the distance. The beautiful sun, long vibrant green grass and potted plants was a long way from what the warlock was use to. Virah was much more use to the never ending purple void of the Reef, where her people reside. Her bright blue, wise Awoken eyes where hidden behind her helmet as she watched the Hunter and Titan, who were locked in what she believed was a pointless discussion.
"No way, not possible." The Hunter proclaimed, a black helmet held under his arm. His black painted prosthetic vex leg drawing attention to his left side, which was not helped by the sound of the wheezing noise the machinery expelled. "I can easily take out more Cabal than you." He unknowingly wrapped his fingers round the hilt of his Hand Cannon, itching to pull the trigger. The Titan turned to his friend, he firmly held his reflective silver metal helmet at his side.
"Doubt it." His robotic tinted voice replied, the sides of his metal jaw lighting up red as he spoke.
"If your so sure let's make a bet, I know you've got a sweet Hand Cannon stashed away in your vault." The Hunter taunted the Titan as they passed the Cryptarch. Virah caught his eye as they passed, knowing who hid behind the mask Master Rahool gave her a slight respectful node. The Awoken know and care for there own kind, it is rare to find them outside the Reef. As usual he was quickly forced back to work, a long line of Guardians waited impatiently to trade their Engrams. "Come on Seal, scared of a little bet?" The Hunter mocked at the lack of response. The Titan turned to the Hunter as they made their way round the corner, towards the Hanger. The Exo with his dark glass eyes stared at his fellow Guardian, the black and white metal plates on his face sliding slightly over each other as he blinked.
"Scared?" Seal almost laughed, "I can easily defeat more war mongering Cabal than you, the Hand Cannon is yours if you can beat me."
"You're on!" The two stopped in the the middle of the corridor, taking each others hand firmly.
"But I want that Wire Rifle you snatched from that Vandal." The Hunter hesitated for a second before revealing a devious grin.
"You wont even get the chance to lay a finger on it."
"You two seem to forget that this is an intel mission, we get in and get out." The Warlock finally spoke; her voice was calm with authority.
"That's what makes it a challenge." The Warlock disapprovingly crossed her arms in silence at the Hunter's comment. "Come one Virah, afraid of a little fun." Virah ignored the Hunter, the roaring sound of ship engines now just round the corner.
"I fear nothing apart from the fact that you will get us killed one day George." She replied pushing through the middle of the black armoured hunter and faded gold armoured Titan.
"I can't see that happening any time soon, not with you around Virah, to suck the fun out of everything." The Hunter replied moaning like a spoiled child, Seal shook his head hiding a smile before both Titan and Hunter went after the Warlock. What happened next was completely unexpected, no one could have seen it coming.
Authors Notes
I don't know about everyone els but I cannot wait for Destiny 2, decided to write a fun little story about what maybe a fireteam would go through if they where at the Tower when the Cabal attacked. Can't wait to see some reviews. (If you haven't read one of my previous fanfics then just like to inform you that I am Dyslexic, so do go easy on the spelling, half the time I don't even know I'm spelling it wrong)