Whooo boy, it has been a long time since this puppy was updated huh? well sorry about that guys and girls. But like i said In Gamer May Cry, with the start of Season of Opulence and the Announcement of The Shadowkeep expansion My muse for all things Destiny has kicked into high gear! But as much as I like these things, i feel that i must state the obvious and say FUCK THE IMPERIALS AND THEIR BULLSHIT LOW DROP AMOUNTS!!!

Once again I do not own Destiny or Mass Effect, and for an added measure i do not own Halo, which is owned by Microsoft Via 343 Industries. Now this chapter is sorta chapter 2.5 because at least half of it was supposed to happen last chapter. but seriously I just kinda got suckerpunched by the writers inspiration and here we are, a Real life Forward Unto Dawn that was built by mysterious means that our protagonists brother and sister refuse to tell him about, a psychopath War hound that ONLY listens to a total of Three people, and Seven other Guardians One of whom is the last original Iron Lord Just trying to make sense of these multiple bombshells.

And in the middle of it all a Confused Man who has seen unrepentant Hell and walked away cracked but unbroken trying to piece his past together with his present. I feel like I'm writing a time bomb on Jaden's sanity, but that seems subjective as from how he comes across he really doesn't have much to begin with, hahaha, aren't I a Bastard?

So, that said lets get ready to RUUUUMMBLLEEE!!

Story Start.

The Dregs Shuffled around the remnants of the battlefield under the watchful gaze of the Fallen Archon, if not for the Shanks and Walker parts strewn around the large crater that the survivors said was made by the Champion of House Light, one would think the battle was not within the area.

The Archon, Mur'kiyel was one of the last surviving of the House of Dragons. His house was mainly Based around Saturn, unfortunately that was what led to the vast majority being Taken by Oryx during the rotting corpses attempt at slaying the humans. Mur'kiyel Knew that this hunt was Folly, the Champion as he became known among the House's was one not to be trifled with. The so called Sentinel was as legendary as the most famous of Kell from before the Exodus from the Elinkshi homeworld.

The Archon Mur'kiyel was only a part of this hunt to see if the Human was worthy. While the last of the Archon of House Dragon He was not the last of his house. Mur'kiyel had several of the Lower members of his house with him while the rest hid above orbit aboard their last Ketch.

He had talks with others who held power within this amalgamation of Houses, two Barons of house King, not counting Zurt'ax and another Archon amoung House Devil, one who didnt follow that splicer that was tainted by the flesh metal Virus. The odd one being the House elected Kell of House Exile, if the Three Skiff worth of members could be called such.

If this Human could survive the Forces thrown at him, then all that survived from House Dragon and the remaining members of House King, Exile and Devil had agreed to make the Champion their Kell. But should he Fail, Mur'kiyel and the others were prepared to bow to the Kell leading this hunt. He supposed it was fitting, that his choices were either The Wolf of Light or The Wolf of The Reef.

He saw a few of their Cabal allies set up explosives around the thick door blocking entrance to the lower levels of the decrepit domicile. He gritted his mandibles at the sight, He truly would like nothing more then to rip their heads from there necks, sadly that was not for now. Gaul, their former leader had Desecrated The Traveler, the God machine, he tried to usurp its holy light for his own gain. But the Champion had slain the defiler and with that act of Divine wrath awoke the god from its slumber. For that very reason was this test so necessary.

All Elinkshi worshipped the Traveler as humans call it, and for one of its chosen to regain its gift from its forgotten fragment to Awaken it once more proved to Mur'kiyel that this 'Jaden' Might be worthy.

The sound of an explosion was heared, Making Mur'kiyel focus back on the present. The ancient dwelling had nearly collaped from the blast, but the door was opened. The Archon of House Dragon turned to the Kell Striding down the street to the now burning wreckage of a once comfy home.

His time Imprisoned within the Prison of Elders had not stripped him of his sanity, nor his hatred and anger at humanity as a whole. His top right arm had been severed passed the elbow, a clash within the pitts against a Hive ogre twice his own monstrous size. Replacing the hand was large, jagged blade thrumming with Void energy. missing one eye on the left of his face added a dangerous quality to an already deadly Beast.

Mur'kiyel knew without a doubt that the Kell before him would slay them all if he didnt already know of his deal with the other Houses, in fact he welcomed it. Saying that he would allow no interference between him and his quarry, that the Hunter was his prey and Challenger to lordship.

Skolas, Kell of wolves and one time claimed Kell of Kells. now called The Kell Forgotten unbrokenly glared at the Darkness leading to his prey, He would have his vengeance, His honnor and House demanded it.

Soon, The Wolves would clash, but Which Alpha would be Victorious? That, Mur'kiyel would most definitely be watching to find out.

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The command deck of the Forward Unto Dawn was just as impressive to Saladin Forge as the rest of the ship. The Iron lord could appreciate the fact Jaden was familiar with the ship even if it was one he had never been on personally before today. Said young man stood silently, staring at a large iceberg in the middle of the command deck. It took the Iron lord one look to see why the boy was so shell shocked and to move close and try and comfort him.

The fact the boy was a Student of his, one who excelled in most fields that he was taught and his mastery of what most would consider baser weapons had earned the pup his respect. Lord Saladin had watched the boy througout his time as a Guardian, even before he had traveled to Felwinter peak, to the Monastery. That a young man could slay one of the Ascendant Hive well before his twenty fifth year with only the help of his recently made three man Fireteam spoke of a resolve and drive not found in most light-bearers.

The Fall of that Fireteam however, had placed fractures in the young man, ones even he was not aware of. The Fall of the City, however breif had shaken the boy once again, the death of Cayde-6 was the first thing to chip him. But this, this Lord Saladin feared would break the boy he had almost come to see as a son. By the Fallen lords Saladin hoped that Jaden made it through this with his sanity intact.

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I stood motionless, my heart aching as the sight before me left me cold. My Mother and Father, both frozen solid in ice, Twin jagged knives jutting through their chests and they were locked in frozen combat against their killers. They both held down by the two Black combat fatigues with a picture of a crow with a Scythe in its Talons.

The Disciples of Thanotos.

My coldness was quickly replaced by a burning, hot rage. Those, those Bastards had Hunted my Family for years because they couldnt let go of their losses at mom and dads hands! They bombed our schools, tried to take our extended family hostage, even tried and brainwash Samantha when she was kidnapped at 14!! Now THIS! THESE BASTARDS DARED TO KILL MY PARENTS!? I'LL HAVE THEIR TRAVELER DAMMED SOULS!!

A hand on my shoulder broke me from my feral rage, but not before i swung around to deck whoever it was. Lord Saladin caught the offending fist, but made no effort to restrain me. I let out a Growl like breath and turned to Fredrick, his face matched mine quite nicely. Turning to Samantha she seemed more sad the violent, but her hands were balled like mine, obviously ready to rip the Terrorists out of the ice and then rip them in half.

I glared back at the ice and said. " Fredrick, tell me what Happened. Now."

The deadly command in my voice had the entirety of Sutherland take a step back. The six Guardians now knowing this was not the time to intrude on my family crisis. My brother gritted his teeth and spoke like he was cursing the words as he said them.

" A Black ops team snuck into the house while we were preparing for cryo, they caught us off guard because of all the chaos with the Invasion. Their was at least twenty or so, Sam and I did what we had to and killed a good 6 or 7 of them ourselves while the Frames handled the rest. But it was just a diversion, these two snuck around and ambushed Mom and Dad here on the Bridge. " Sam took over from here. Speaking softly but with no less pain then Fred.

" After the fight started one of them must have hit something because the Cryo freeze on the ship accelerated well past the safty line, flash freezing them like this. They would be dead anyway from that alone, but with the, the... " At this point she couldnt continue and began to start sobbing.

Both me and Fred wrapped her in a hug as i tried to prosses all of this, Spirit appeared suddenly and went over to the Ice.

" Spirit, what ar-" I was Cut off by the sound that came from him. A negative beep sounded from him as he sighed and turned to me.

" Sorry Jaden, i wanted to see if your Parents Light was strong enough to let them bond with a Ghost, with them being Frozen like this their Neural network would still be 'alive' for lack of a better word. It might've meant that their memories would be intact. But, their light isn't strong enough, I'm sorry. " The Ghost floated back to me and rested his shell on my shoulder, a little quirk of his when he was trying to comfort me.

I gritted my teeth and tried to take a calming breath, but i just couldn't cool down. I said. " How long until the Ice is melted enough for us to bury them? "

Spirit was quick to accommodate my question. " Two hours or so should let it melt enough to get them out of there, but what should we do with the other two? "

I turned back to the dead Terrorists and growled lowly. " Throw their festering corpses into the Ships incinerator!"

Fred Growled in agreement, while Sam just nodded. Fred said. " While that gets taken care of you need to see something, Mom and Dad made a contingency plan in case this ever happened. "

He headed over to the main control station, the monitor lit up under his fast moving hands as the war table came to life in the center of the room. walking over a Holographic image of my mother and father stood together. Dad was holding a hand over his right eye, a trail of blood leaking down like crimson tears while mom held a medical kit trying to clean him up.

[ Honestly Mathew, you know that you cant push yourself like this right now. Overwhelming yourself with the connection is going to kill you.] Mom's musical voice crackled across the speaker, causing a bitter ache in my gut.

Dad grunted in discomfort as she wiped a peice of cloth likely soaked in peroxide over a cut at the bottom of his eye, which seemed to be bloodshot.

[ And with what we both know is comming we cant afford to be slow, let's just finish this recording and get back to the control room, the Damned AI is getting a bit too finicky for my liking and needs matinence.] Dad turned to the screen, his one good eye soft and a bit cloudy, like he had far too much on his mind.

[ Jaden, if your seeing this recording, then that means your mother and myself didnt make it past the Dawn becoming operational for what ever reason. If Fred and Sam are with you, then they can go into details if this record dosent answer them for you. Now, me and your mother are going to explain something, something that is going to be hard to believe.] Mom finished applying the first aid and placed a small bandage over the cut. she picked up the narrative.

[ By the time we recorded this, you should've been in Russia for a year. About six months ago a United Nations representative came by the house. He told your father and I that The Disciples of Thanotos had appeared again, and this time they had taken control of a Warmind vault. They had managed to reprogram its matrix into obeying them, and using it's abilities they forced it to control a SIVA production plant.]

The entire room gasped, not that i could blame them, SIVA was a Monster on the best of days, if the Disciples managed to rewrite a Warmind into controlling that plague for their own ends, the U.N was right to fear the disaster that would follow.

Saladin looked white, not suprising considering a nightmare from his past continued to rear its ugly head.

[ After consulting with the entirety of the Representatives and their leaders the U.N had decided that action was needed, the Disciples had converted the plant into a damed fortess. Using the Virus they altered the plant into a flying death machine and sped off into the asteroid belt. Hiding in the debris and doing hit and run attacks for supplies. The representative that we spoke to asked us if we were willing to help. Of course we agreed but your siblings had heared everything and offered to help as well. After an argument that we still cant figure out how we lost the Man who came to visit us gave your father a crate, he told your father it was a new upgrade for the SIVA virus, instead of using only a warmind to operate the new model was partially controled by a neural rig. A sorta helmet that connected the Nano machines to the user.] Mom's face took a more somber look as she shifted on dads shoulder, almost like he would vanish if she let him go.

[ As you can imagine that this puts an enormous strain on the users brain. Between the Warmind running astronomically complex mathematical theory and having his mind being scanned by the SIVA Drones to access the design he wanted your fathers mind is beginning to deteriorate very fast. the only reason he can still function properly is because Caine of all people was also interfaced with the Warmind. Caine was using his Cyberwarfare suite as a buffer to release access strain.]

At this point in the story i rubbed Caine's head, Robo dog or no, this metal mutt had saved my old man more times then any of us could count. An hell or high water this dog was my family, metal body be damned.

[But getting back on track the man told us we had free access to a truck full of the modified SIVA and a blank check for any personnel we needed. Between us four and the team of security Frames we kept on hand we had enough to start with. Using the Rig your dad managed to hollow out the mountain and used any minerals he found to build the Drydock. The Dawn was more of an accident, your dad was mostly musing how he wished his favorite ship was real one time in the rig and the SIVA altered the already half built ship to match it in seconds.] Mom rolled her eyes while dad grunted out a ' Your just upset its not the Normandy'. After a second of giving her spouse the stink eye, a clear lack of denial about her prefrence of ship not unnoticed.

Suddenly alarms blared as the newly awakened Forward Unto Dawn went red as warning lights went on, and the Synthetic voice from before sounded over the ships speakers.

[ Warning! Perimeter Breach!! Cabal Forces detected entering primary loading Bay! Emergency Level 1 Activated! Beginning Countermeasures. ] At this point the large screens began showing security feed from across the underground Drydock. The holo of my parents stopped, obviously the Computers halted the recording so the security cameras could show what was happening outside. Fallen, who appeared to be from sevreal houses from the multiple colors of armor and House sigils, and Cabal began to fight against the Security Frames and what seemed to be stationary turrets. Well, the Cabal fought, An Archon wearing vestments of a House I'd not seen before roared at the Fallen behind him and they all fell back. ducking under cover but not shooting anything.

I grin with a savage glee, oh these fools just volunteered to be my stress relief. I turn about face and head for the door.

" Samantha, you and Frederick get this ship ready for take off! Sutherland You Guard the main entrance to the Dawn, Saladin, Caine and I will Thin the herd a bit!! Double Time people!!" I shouted with all the authority of a Military officer, something i idly noted, was that it was the same tone dad used whenever he was ordering the rookies around at the base.

" Sir yes sir! " The twins gave me a old fashioned salute and turned and booked it past me back the way we came. Their teammates not far behind.

" Shall we Teach them a lesson Master?" Caine asked eagerly as he followed me and Lord Saladin down the windowless hallways leading to a nearby airlock. Already the War-hound had his weapons armed and his Claws extended. Nodding at him i listened to the cycling of the air, the rythmic whooshing gave me a chance to center myself. As pissed off as i am right now fighting like this will only get me killed. Turning my head back to my old mentor i lock eyes with him.

I said " From the security footage it seems the Fallen aren't attacking any of the security Frames, the most they've done is hunker down and not moved from there cover. The Cabal however seem more then motivated to blast everything down here though. So we're going in Hot. Ready old timer? "

Saladin glowered at the age comment but refrained from any words, he simply donned his helm once more and pulled his Axe from over his shoulder. Thinking its been awhile since i used any form of melee fighting i decided to follow his lead. From my Armor i access my weapons and switched Vigil's Mercy for my Favorite Sword.

The blade of the Iron lords felt at home in my hands as the snarling wolf on the Crossgard bared its fangs as flames licked the double edge. Young Wolf's Howl would taste blood today.

The Airlock finally opened and a hail of weapons fire greets us. using my Sword i made a barrier of Solar power around myself as i ran full tilt at the attacking forces. From the fierce war cry and bloodthirsty howl that followed me my two companions are right behind me.

As i neared the lead Cabal troops i lept into the air and raised my blade, as i did so a Legionary jumps up with its wristknife out trying to stab me.

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Mur'kiyel watched with the rest of the Fallen under his command as the Champoin decimated the red legion. While the cybernetic hound and the old Iron lord certainly did well in their own right, the Sentinel of the last City was the one the Archon truly paid attention to.

Each swing from the first in the air rent the flesh of Cabal and burned the ground, all the while those 'Frames' as he heared humans call those walking machines fired into the Horde.

Blade locking with a Phalanx shield he removed one hand to reach for a gun on his hip, a 'Handcannon' The Archon believed the humans called them. The human fired straight at his opponents feet causing the large Cabal to stumble and give the human enough leverage to bypass the shield and slice his adversary through the middle.

Jumping back the Champion unleashed his gun once again popping a good three or four Psions heads off. While still in the air he twisted sideways to dodge two sniper rounds, leveling his body out, like he was laying down on the air to allow them to pass above and below his torso. When he was clear of the bullets he fired his gun twice, the high velocity shells blasted the two Psions into the wall.

Jaden landed on top of a Gladiator, before the behemoth could react he lodged his sword into its head as he front flipped off him while pulling his sword along for the ride. With a smirk his helmet hid he turned to three other Gladiators and raised his hand. he made the classic, c'mere gesture.

" Bring it. "

The trio apparently knew the insult becuase they rushed him bellowing bloody murder. Taking a relaxed stance he swung his blade in an upward arc, catching the forward most Cabal's cleaver with a lazy parry. The force from the blow knocked the giant Alien of his balance giving Jaden the needed time, with a spin his sword made a deadly circle carrying the momentum from the parry straight into a slash that left Jaden's adversary headless.

Gladiator number two was caught in the stomach by his newly killed allies cleaver as Jaden kicked it with enough force to launch it at high velocity spin. Number three was now hesitant to rush in, unfortunately for him he never noticed the leaping shadow behind him.

FWOOSH!! A familiar robot dog sliced the Cabal in two, sliding to a stop next to Jaden Caine opened his back and out came his newly installed Grenade Launcher, a second later the scattered remains of the Red Legion troops were bombarded by explosives.

Looking on at the carnage with approval Saladin was quick to cleave his adversary through the middle, The entire enemy force dwindled at a rapid pace. The Last of the Original Iron lords would be damned before he let the pup upstage him!!

With a flourish and shout Saladin swept his Axe around creating a whirlwind of fire! With a forward swing the fire left his weapon and flew in a torrent straight at the Red Legion forces!

Fhwwwishhh! The burning wave impacted with a will. Psions and Legionaries exploded or were cremated instantly.

A roar bellowed across the echoing chamber that was the hollow mountain as a single Fallen walked passed the severly depleted Red Legion. Jaden froze breifly at the sight of his old enemy.

Skolas glared at the Hunter, Murder clearly showed in his three remaining eyes.

A sentiment shared by Jaden, as he all but roared at the sight of the Kel he had nearly died fighting.

" YOU... " Jaden snarled like a wolf, His flaming Great sword burning brighter and hotter as he unconsciously poured his light into its blade.

Skolas didnt respond with words, at least none that any human there could understand. He spread his three arms and one bladed prosthetic as he bellowed a wordless challenge.

"WRAAAAAAAAGH!!!!"

Jaden, with a rage induced trembling hand, slowly placed Ace back into its holster. He then held said hand out to Saladin. The Iron Lord needed no further prompting, His Axe was in Jaden's hands within seconds. A quick warp later and Saladin was holding a old Shotgun in place of his main weapon.

Jaden spoke then, his voice truly, truly malevolent in tone. " Caine, Do Not Interfere, this one is Mine... "

The Exo Hound nodded, but made no such move as to back away from his master. If anything he eyed the Cabal with greater bloodlust.

Skolas drew from his back three more swords, He held them aloft for his audience to see that he had no other weaponry on his body, thus in tradition of Elinkshi honor duels as no firearms were permitted.

Skoals then spoke, in heavily broken English. " You vie. Tis Dae, umen! "

Jaden responded to the taunt with a single solitary scoff. Soon, An Archon clad in black and red walked up and centered himself between the two.

" Honored Battle between two Kell, Shall now begin!! " This one's english was far better, as it raised and dropped its arms the two rushed each other.

Skolas went for a downward blow with two of his blades, while the others were guarding his torso. Jaden started swinging Saladins Axe, trying to force the Kell backwards.

The rest of this fight shall not be shown however, as the following events are deemed too graphic by the City Consensus, illegal In Every state but the Great state of Texas, and Patented under the copyright laws of The Vanguard Hunters Association.

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The Tower, Immediately following the end of the call for Reinforcements.

Being head Of the Vanguard was something Zavala was well experienced with. But the call he had just received from what most would call the unofficial Hunter Vanguard was not realky something Zavala had expected to hear given the long Silence from the Sentinel of the City.

Zavala looked up to the fragmented but awake Traveler, still unbelieving that after countless centuries, their god had awoken. It was a sight that, Zavala was not ashamed to admit, he thought would never come to pass.

The Red War might've been breif, but the scars, they would last Generations. the physical ones alone had altered the very layout of the city. Craters that were once thriving Districts, even one of the only ten Hydrophonics labs were leveled into nonexistence.

The mental ones, Those were far more traumatic, even two years after the events of the Red War bodies were still being found.

The number of casualties, both Guardian and Civilian were without any doubt, CRIPPLING. from close to 1.2 Million Citizens of the Last City to less then 200,000 was a horrible fate to not just the fate of mandkind, but to the Traveler as well. Now that it was awake, Zavala wondered if the day would come where it would leave, like it did to the fallen.

But, signs point to that being the farthest thing from the mysterious orbs mind. The sections of itself still floating across the city constantly moved and dispensed materials, concrete, steel, even food for those who had the ability or the stubbirn pride to begin healing the city.

It was two years, yet the work seemed to see no end.

Zavala sighed, but as he turned around he was greeted with the sight of an old Friend.

" Shaxx, Is something wrong? " The former Iron Lord and master of the Crucible was standing next to no less then six of his Red Jack Frames. The fact that Shaxx was armed when he never left the tower unless a Situation was dire, Zavala couldn't fight the chill of dread that went down his spine.

Shaxx gripped his rifle, and his voice was a sharp as any blade. " The Vanguard Tomb has been breached, Cayde-6's body is missing. "

The sound of bending steel alerted the two Titans to the presence of a third person. Ikora Rey had the steel railing she was next to gripped by Void energies and crumpled into a mishapen ball.

She glared bloody murder at Shaxx, who stood calmly in the face of her Wrath.

" What, did you just say? " She ground out from her clenched jaw.

" Cayde's body was stolen from the Tomb, the guards were all knocked unconscious and there was no sign of forced entry. All we have is this. " Shaxx reachereached into a pocket and pulled out a small, torn peice of paper.

Ikora quickly grabbed it and read it, before handing it to Zavala. When the Titan Vanguard finished reading it, he immediately went and called an emergency meeting for the Guardian commanders.

'Catch me if you can, O Sentinel Mine.'

Nioli, Daughter of Riven

To be CONTINUED

* Slams head on desk.* for gods sake this thing effing sucked. I got stuck SO MANY TIMES!! I KNOW PEOPLE ARE GOING TO HATE THIS BUT I HAVE NOTHING ELSE!! EVERTHEVERTHING JUST DIDNT WORK!

HAAAGH, huuuuhhhh, Well, at least this is out finally, Next chapter, I should get finished with the Intro arc and begin the next one. If not... then i think i need to start thinking about the future of this story.

Next time, on Sentinel of the Normandy. Act IV: Child of Riven.