Guild Wars 2 Destiny's Edge Reborn
Prologue
Four figures hovered over an Asura clutching a corpse. All of them aside from the tiny creature who was sniffling and sobbing had grim looks plastered on their faces.
"M-m-master I-I-I'm so sorry, so sorry! If only I would have gotten to you sooner!" The Asura said in a pained whisper as more tears spilled out of the corner of her eyes.
A Norn woman took a step foward and knelt beside her. "Zojja... I'm sorry... I thought we would have been able to pull it off...I... I'm just... I'm sorry. He was a good man." She was about to reach out and touch her shoulder but she smacked the hand away clearly not wanting the kind gesture.
Zojja looked up from the corpse to the Norn with teary eyed anger. "D-Don't you touch me! This is all your fault!" She seethed. "I told you we should have retreated!? Did all that stupid Norn glory go to your head?! Tell me Eir why? Why!?" She raved at the red head.
Eir went wide eyed at the outburst and turned her head away. She didn't have anything to justify her miscalculation. A human male walked up from behind her. He was in a full set of Protector Armor.
He sighed. "Zojja don't be too hard on her. She did what she thought was best." He said trying to sound as sincere as possible. This obviously didn't work as her face turned into a feral scowl when she directed her attention towards him.
"SHUT UP LOGAN! DON'T YOU DARE TRY TO PATRONIZE ME! THIS IS ABOUT AS MUCH OF YOUR FAULT AS IT IS HERS! WHY THE HELL DID YOU LEAVE!? WE NEEDED YOU AND YOU JUST UP AND LEAVE US! I SUPPOSE THE CAT'S GOING TO HAVE YOUR TONGUE TOO!?" She bellowed with rage.
It was Logan's turn to be angry. "You wouldn't have understood! Placing the blame on everyone is not going to bring him back! It isn't Eir's fault, it's not my fault, it isn't anyones fault. Snaff was my friend as well and if you think I'm not in the least bit affected by his death well YOU'RE WRONG! You have no idea the amount of anger I have in me right now. I want to find that bastard dragon and kill it for what it's done! "Logan said gritting his teeth and starting to visibly shake from anger."
"Save it Thackery. Your honeyed words aren't going to fool anyone anymore." A deep voice spoke up. It belonged to a charr. "Your idiotic desire to protect your weak queen may have gotten us all killed. Even though casualties are at a minimum the fact still remains... you put all of us in jeopardy!" the black armored Charr snapped.
Logan took a threatning step foward. Both of them were inches away from each other's faces. "Listen Rytlock... if you want to hate me, curse my name and blame me for his death then fine but don't you ever...ever insult Queen Jennah in my presence again. If she didn't summon me to Ebonhawke Keep when she did then her forces would have been overwhelmed by the dragonspawn and she may have very well been killed. You have no idea what kind of repercussions that would have had for the empire if she were to have died during that entire fiasco."
Rytlock snorted at this. "As to be expected from a typical human. All your people care about are their own selfish interests. Tell me something Logan ? Did you go there out of concern for her safety and the safety of her soldiers or did you go because of your foolish infatuation with her ? Which is it?" the tribune said in a cool tone. Everyone got uneasy as they began to see the tension growing between the two of them. Logan began to rest a hand on the hilt of his sword.
The charr noticed this and smirked "Honestly it galls me on why a queen as pathetic as herself is chosen to lead an entire nation if she can't even defend herself against a few measly pests." He said mockingly and obviously attempting to bait the man in front of him. Rytlock's trap worked as Logan's face contorted into fury as he unsheathed his sword and shield and launched himself at his friend. Rytlock drew Sohothin and parried the blade. Everyone else looked worriedly at the two as they locked swords.
"TO HELL WITH YOU BRIMSTONE! YOU KNOW NOTHING OF THE SACRIFICES SHE'S HAD TO MAKE TO PROTECT OUR COUNTRY. SHE'S DONE MORE FOR OUR PEOPLE THAN YOU'LL EVER FATHOM SO DON'T YOU DARE TRY TO MAKE LIGHT OF WHAT SHE DOES YOU CONCEITED BASTARD!" Logan thundered. With a grunt Rytlock pushed into him causing him to lean back. With strong force the charr threw him back causing him to be taken off his feet. Logan quickly regained his balance and skidded to a halt.
"You fool! You don't get it do you!" Rytlock said with his tone starting to grow harsher. "What do you think would have happened if the dragon had killed all of us... huh!?" At this point Rytlock was practically roaring at him. "Your precious Divinity's Reach would have been it's next target and they would have been powerless to stop it!"
Logan's eyebrows raised a bit before his eyes settled on the ground. He didn't have anything to counter that blow. Rytlock wasn't finished yet.
"You were our leader! How could you think of leaving us in a dire situation like that? Are we not your friends? Are we not your comrades!?" Rytlock said in a less harsher tone.
"That isn't true and you know it!" Logan defended.
"SPARE ME YOUR LIES! YOU SPAT ON MY TRUST, SNAFF'S TRUST AND EVERYONE ELSE'S TRUST! If anything, it may as well have been you who killed him yourself!" Rytlock said wickedly.
"Rytlock! That's going way too far!" The Norn ranger said from behind them. A speeding figure rushed past her causing her to jump back startled.
"BRIMSTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!" Logan screeched with killing intent spread nastily across his face.
Rytlock pushed his way past the red head and charged as well. "THACKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERY!"
"Both of you stop this right now!" Eir pleaded in vain. Before the two could meet each other a smokescreen exploded in front of them, stopping the two from any further action. "That's enough..." A sylvian voice spoke with authority. The 5th member of the group walked up to the rest of them deciding that she had seen and heard enough. Caithe aside from Eir was the only level headed one of the team. She looked between the two men in front of her. Both of them were panting hard with murderous anger still on their faces. A storm began to set in as lightning kept streaking through the sky.
Caithe sighed then spoke. "All of you are too emotional right now. Do you think this is what Snaff would have wanted? For all of us to be at odds with one another?"
"It's impossible to know what he wants since he's dead because of this damn traitor!" Rytlock spat.
"He would have wanted us Rytlock...to keep forging ahead instead of pointing fingers and placing blame." Caithe interjected before another brawl could insue because of the charr's statement. "Guys we're a team. We can still find this dragon and make things right. It doesn't have to end this way." The sylvari thief said trying to console everyone.
"Well we're not a team anymore. I refuse to partner with a dumb, love struck imbecile who would abandon his companions on a moments notice." The Charr tribune stated fiercly.
"And I refuse to be on a team with a self righteous ass who can't see the greater scope of things." Logan stated coldly.
The thief simply shook her head at this and turned to Eir and Zojja in hopes that they'd help her sway the boys. She let the idea die off. Eir had one of her arms behind her as she stared up into the sky lost in thought and giving silent prayers to the fallen. Zojja hadn't said a word since Logan's and Rytlock's scuffle. She sat there still clutching Snaff's motionless body.
It began to rain hard as everyone stood there in a soothing silence. It was pleasant given the fact that lightning was streaking around them. "Yay team..." Caithe muttered. Her face including everyone else's was shadowed as they soaked in the rain. Destiny's Edge was no more.
As time went by warm friendships grew cold and long forgotten hatred took precedence over anything else. Dark forces began to move about, thirsting and plotting. If allowed, these said forces could threaten the security and peace of an already turbulent continent. Troubling times called for even more desperate measures and luckily for Tyria, it would have it's deliverance.
Timeskip to 10 years later
"Logan you know any other time I'd trust in your judgement but I really don't think this will work out. There won't be anyone else like the original Destiny's Edge." Queen Jennah said bluntly. Jennah was a woman in her mid 30s. She was a long haired brunette with brown eyes. She could always be seen wearing a yellow dress of extravagant design. She sat across from the Seraph Commander with an uneasy gaze set on him.
He looked up from the map he was studying, a determined expression on his face. " I understand your doubts my queen but I have utter faith in the two people I'm choosing for this assignment."
The queen still didn't look convinced. "You said that you've known this thief for quite some time? You're positive that you can vouch for his capabilities?"
Logan nodded. "If anyone can get a group capable of taking down Kralkatorrik then it's him. He may not seem like much but he can be charismatic, diplomatic and damn scary when he wants to be." The commander said assuredly.
"I hope you're right Logan. If Kralkatorrik is allowed to gain more power then we will really have our hands full. There's also the threat of other dragons waking up as well." Queen Jennah stated solemnly.
"Yes... there's the possibility of that as well." He said grimly. "Yes... there's the possibility of that as well." He said grimly. "I do have some good news though. I managed to get a hold of Kasmeer. She'd be more than happy to join the cause.
Queen Jennah raised any eyebrow. "Really?"
"Yes, Starkk and her are childhood friends and I could think of no one better to back him." Logan said smiling. The queen smiled as well, obviously satisfied with this new tidbit of information. "Lady Meade's record is impressive. She saved the Shadow of Intent from the Zoram Strand Pirates during that awful ambush in the Nibean Straits."
The commander shook his head. "I also hear that she's part of some powerful, secretive mesmer collective." He said inquisitively.
Queen Jennah got up. "Well Logan I will trust in your judgement. You have my absolute support and faith in this new group. I'm hoping they can do and accomplish where other's have failed. May Dwayna guide them both." With that they both walked towards the balcony and gazed at the horizon. There was new found hope in this plan against the dragons and other forces threatning Tyria's peace. Would they pull it off? Only time would tell as their adventure unfolds.
Okay that's it for the prologue. Just a few things I want to clear up before I get any further. First of all, anyone expecting a Kasmeer x Marjory lesbomancy look elsewhere. These two will be best friends only in this fanfic. I already have most of the pairings decided for this story. My main toon on the game will be the protagonist for this story. I will probably add some of my other toons as well as some of my friend's toons in this story. This is a new reformed Destiny's Edge group so the old will not be in this group. Expect other heroes that you have grown to know and love to be in this new group. That's all and hope you've enjoyed the prologue. Stay tuned for chapter 1.
Jet~
