Hello again, readers. FoxHunt5 here with the second chapter of my Destiny Fanfiction. As I said last time, this story was inspired by Cybertramon001's story Guardians and Hunters. But this time, I'm putting in one of his characters as well. So remember, Katie-8 and Dinklebot belong to Cybertramon001, and not me.
Disclaimer: Destiny belongs to Bungie. If it were otherwise, I would allow matchmaking for Raids, Nightfalls, and pretty much every single thing that actually NEEDS matchmaking!

Chapter Two: I Know Every Single Face 'Round Here

"Oi, Guardian."

Raith looked up at his Ghost, Shayde. Or in this case, Shayde-Reggie. "Yeah?"

"If you don't mind my asking, why were you so quick to accept Cayde's offer?"

The Hunter slowly got up, deactivating his solar panel. "Well, the Vanguard have access to practically every secure file known to the Light, save what the Reef refuses to give us." The pale Ghost bobbed up and down, simulating a nod. "Including pre-Collapse bibliographies."

Shayde paused. "...You mean biographies, right?" he eventually quipped.

"Yeah, those. Anyway, I'm thinking, if I had access to those, I could at last find out who I was."

Shayde stared at him blankly. "You think that'll stop the memories, mate?"

Raith nodded, stretching his Golden Age arms. "That's what I hope." He shook his head, leaning on a nearby pillar. "But for now, the mission comes first. The mission always comes first."

Shayde shimmered, his shell turning from a clean, pure white to a deep, passionate red.

"That's exactly right, soldier! Today, we shall taste victory!"

Raith 'closed' his eyes, deciding to humor his Ghost. "Oh? And what does victory taste like, Sarge? Something meaty, perhaps?"

"Why of course not! Victory of course tastes like beer, the greatest drink known to mankind!" Shayde declared like a drill Sergeant.

"Now that is a neat little trick. Why can't you do that, Dinklebot?"

"Sorry Katie, but from what I can tell, that Ghost is one of a kind."

"So I won't be able to have one?"

Raith turned to see a Warlock talking to her Ghost. "You must be Katie-5."

The Warlock held out her hand. "Most people call me Katie."

"Raith-7, Guardian Hunter of the first class," he recited… robotically… as he shook it.

After exchanging formalities (he was a Gunslinger, she was a Sunsinger), Raith gave her the details on their mission.

"We'll be going after Valus Ta'aurc. He's going to be guarded by countless grunts, legions of Psions…" He paused, listening to Shayde for a moment. "...And a heavy land tank. Perfect." Raith turned to his new partner. "You ready for this?"

Katie nodded, cocking her Pulse Rifle. "I was made ready, old man."

As they exited the caves, Shayde appeared by Raith's helmet, now in a purple shell. "Hey, Raith, I couldn't help but notice an increase in parts of your mind that, for Exos, stimulate-"

"Frank! Now is not the time!" Raith yelled as he took out a Phalanx with a Cluster Grenade.

"-stimulate feelings of desire and bliss."

Raith rolled away as the land tank fired a few yards away from him. He switched to his rocket launcher, loading it up. "Frank, what the hell are you saying," he dodged another shot from the tank, "and why the hell is it important now?" He jumped over some cover to a group of Centurions, readying his launcher. He took aim…

"You've got the hots for Katie, mate."

...And missed by a mile.

He shook his head, clearing it up. He fired his other rocket, hitting the Centurions right where they were thickest. He held out his hand, Shayde appearing in a pure white shell.

"Reggie, that's ridiculous. I'm an Exo."

"So's Cayde, mate, and he once admitted to having a girl." Raith could feel the British Ghost smirking.

Raith snarled, switching out his rocket launcher for his trusty shotgun. "Reggie, we will discuss this later."

"Raith!" He turned to see Katie aiming down her sights at the tank. "I'm low on ammo!" She called, smacking a Psion with the butt of her gun.

Instinct taking over, Raith charged forward, forming a primary ammo pack from what he had. "Catch," he called, flinging it towards her. Just as it left his hand, a stray Legionary's shot caught him off guard, slamming him into a wall. The veteran Hunter groaned, clutching his head as he slowly got up. "Damn Cabal…" he muttered, slamming his fist against the "wall".

The Phalanx, however, slammed him harder.

"Hey, uh, Katie?" Dinklebot quipped at his Warlock, "You might want to duck." Not questioning his advice, Katie rolled behind cover as a grey blur passed overhead, smashing into the wall behind her.

"What the-" Katie looked over her cover to see the Cabal all heading towards the tank. She turned back to the grey heap. "Dinklebot, what is going-"

"Hey, uh Katie, right?" The Exo turned to see a deep purple Ghost, looking worried. "You should probably take a couple steps back." It said, sounding as worried as it looked.

Slowly, the grey pile began glowing a faint orange, shifting to reveal Raith -7. He slowly rose to his feet, wrenching off his hood and helmet. Underneath them were a pair of blazing crimson eyes, filled with more fiery passion than an inferno. His gaze spun to see the Cabal, all gathered around their tank.

"A long time ago, Raith was exposed to a massive amount of unfiltered Light," Shayde whispered as Raith's glow brightened. "So now, whenever he gets really pissed off, Raith tends to get just a tad…" Raith's hand began glowing as the Golden Gun formed itself.

"...Explosive." Shayde finished.

With total calmness, the lone Gunslinger pointed his weapon at the Cabal and, with the finality of slamming a coffin closed, pulled the trigger.

And the world was bathed in flames.

As I step into the office, I can feel a buzz in the air, as if the building itself is excited. I clock in, stepping into the Traveler room. Everyone is rushing around within, most of them gathered under the Traveler.

"Ryan!" I turn to see my partner, Hiro Takanome, rush towards me.

"Hiro! What's going on?"

"The Traveler! It's working!"

My eyes widen in disbelief. "What? How?"

He grabs my arm, pulling me forward through the crowd. "One of the eggheads put an old bot under it overnight, and it turned into…" We stop in front of… well, a robot. It turns to face me.

"Hello," it greets in a scratchy, oddly feminine voice, "I am Kadi 55-01. How may I help you today?"

I feel my jaw drop. "Is it… is it sentient?"

Hiro shakes his head. "Kadi is nothing more than a resemblance of Artificial Intelligence, a… Frame of it." He pulls me to another section of the room. "But that's not all." He pulls up to a public terminal, signing in. "Take a look."

I look at the terminal screen, dropping my jaw for the second time for the second time in as many minutes. Displayed on the screen were innumerable blueprints, of space-faring vehicles, of strange sci-fi hovercrafts, of- "Is that a gun?"

Hiro nods, his grin widening. "We had some guys run the numbers. They said all of these are possible, here and now." He puts his hand on my shoulder. "Imagine it, Ryan. Science, medicine, hell, even interstellar travel, are all open to us now!"

I let out a chuckle. "We've finally done it. We can do anything now." A tear of joy falls from my eye.

Hiro lays a hand on my other shoulder. "Soon enough Ryan, we'll get the Golden Age we've been working so hard to achieve."

As the day goes on, I find myself working on the Traveler, along with Hiro and some some of the newbies. It's strange, being near it. I always feel… stronger near it. Like-

The bell rang, marking the start of our lunch break. I turn to Kaden Suros, one of my newer assistants.

"So Kaden, how's your girl?"

"Pretty good. We've almost got enough for the sporting goods shop." He shrugs. "Me, I'm excited to do some more old-fashioned weapons. Knives, swords, and of course bows." He says, drawing a mimed bow.

Suddenly, a glowing purple bow and arrow from in his hands, aimed right at Hiro. Instinct and leftover Traveler energy taking over, I throw myself into the line of fire.

"Ryan!" Kaden yells as the arrow slips from his fingers…

...And straight into my heart.

Raith-7 and Katie-5 sat in silence, staring at each other occasionally. Finally, Katie spoke up.

"You, uh… you do stuff like that… often?"

Raith shook his head. "It's only in really stressful situations. Also, I would like it if your Ghost would stop trying to scan me." He added, pushing Dinklebot away from his head. "What about you? Do you run out of ammo a lot?

Katie looked away, the "fins" on her head shaking slightly. "Yeah, all the time. But aside from that, I'm not half bad with a Pulse Rifle." She shrugged.

As she fell silent, Raith pulled up his inventory, mumbling to himself. "Pulse Rifle… ammo… here it is." He looked up at his partner, a book forming in his hand.

"Here, catch," he called, tossing it to the Exo. She caught it, dusting off the cover.

"A… journal?" Raith nodded, a small smile forming on his face. "Wait, is this Toland's journal?" Katie's eyes widened.

Raith shrugged. "Yeah, I was going to turn it in, but I never got around to it. Besides, I was always more of an Auto Rifle guy." He added, taking out a knife and sharpening stone.

"I'll be sure to make good use of this." Katie said, putting the gift away. "Maybe one day I'll repay you."

"Yeah, probably the same way you 'repaid' everyone else… Sparrow." Dinklebot glared at his Guardian, who chose to ignore the comment.

Raith, on the other hand, was confused. "Sparrow?" He repeated, the phrase sounding familiar to him.

Katie nodded. "Tower Sparrow. One of my more… affectionate nicknames."

Raith dropped his knife as realization dawned. "Wait, you're the one who-"

Katie held up a hand, cutting him off. "Please, modesty forbids." She slowly rose to her feet. "Anyway, as much as I would love to keep sitting here talking about me, we have Cabal to slaughter. You coming?" She asked, cocking her rifle.

Raith shook his head clear, pulling himself to his feet.

"That's the spirit, soldier!" A red Raith boomed. "Now come on you Thralls. Today is a good day for Resurrection!"

Song: Ready Aim Fire

Artist: Imagine Dragons

Album: Iron Man 3 Soundtrack

And there you have it. For the first time in my writing life, I actually wrote the second chapter of a real story! Let's hope I can keep up the hot streak. Until then, this is FoxHunt5, signing off.