Chapter 5

1.1 There is… unspeakable things lurking in the Sol System, and even more terrifying things beyond… you three were the key to stopping it, but… I don't want it to end…

{?} Believe me. I know the feeling.

Garrett's eyes were met with a blinding yellow light, immediately bringing the sheets up to shield his eyes. He groaned, immediately remembering where he was.

"Kat… what time is it?" He groaned again, shifting over to block out the main source of the light, but it was no use.

"9:00 A.M on the dot." She said, already had been booted up, and was hovering around the room, spinning around. "Today's the day! You get to tell the Speaker you're ready to become a Hunter! I am proud of myself, yes, but I'm also so proud of you!" She spoke, overjoyed, zooming around his head, making him get up. As soon as Garrett was up, she slid the pieces of armor over his bodysuit. The soon to be Hunter rolled his neck, heading for the door, his weapons also materializing across his body; his hand cannon on his thigh, sniper on his back. He gripped the doorknob, opening said door.

Myra left her room, already doused in her Warlock attire, making small talk with Spark. She groaned, seeing another door open across from her.

"The world is doing it's damndest to not separate us, huh?" Garrett spoke from the other side of the hallway, the two starting to walk with each other, both heading to the Speaker.

"I. Am going to kill you. And then myself." She muttered, rubbing her temples, or at least would be if the helmet wasn't in the way.

"Hey, I'm sorry about my first impression towards you; I know that must've come off as… creepy." He said, rubbing the back of his hooded helm. He didn't want to explain the urge to just... observe. It was wrong, but it wasn't him. He just had to get a chance to prove that.

"It's fine… well, it's not, don't do it again. But I forgive you." She spun around to face him, a finger jabbed up into his visor. "And if you do, I am going to utterly eradicate you from the face of this planet." She said, not owing an inch; visor glaring up into Garretts own. He held his hands up next to his face in a surrender position. He couldn't help but smile under his helmet, thank God for that.

"Don't worry, believe me, I won't." He waited for her arm to go down before they continued their walk, Garrett the first one to speak up. "Soo… heading towards the Speaker?"

"I am. I thought about my choices and my interests last night, and figured this is for the best. I was given a second chance, so it's best not to waste it. What about you? It seemed that you were very headfirst about accepting the role yesterday, any second thoughts?"

"No… No not really. Sure, I've been thinking about it, but my decision is final, I will become a Hunter, and help the world my second life has brought me to. I'm surprised that that wasn't your first intention?"

"Well, I never asked to be brought back, I assume. If I get a second shot at life, I'm not going to want to serve it as a slave. This is my life, and I would want to make the most of it. But if this Traveler wants my service in exchange for raising me from the dead? It's the least I can do."

They stayed quiet for a bit after Myra's response, making their way to the Speakers observatory together. Once they were there, the Speaker had been waiting for them up by his desk. He invitees them up, waving his arm for them to ascend the stairs to their left. Garrett was the first up, followed by Myra shortly after. Both Ghosts materialized, staying by their respective Guardians, who were in the process of taking their seats.

"I've eagerly waited for your return." The Speaker spoke, taking his own seat, his hands clasped together in his lap. "I hope you both have an answer ready for me this morning?" He asked, shifting his hidden gaze between the both of them.

Garrett was the first to speak up, response ready. "Yes, we've both considered it, and we'd be more than willing to assist in this fight."

"While I admire that drive to help Garrett, you do not speak for Myra, I need to hear it from-"

"No, I'll do it, I'll fight in this war. But once I've done my part, I want out." Myra said, cutting off the Speaker in whatever he was going to say next.

"Of course. But if you are needed in a crisis event, you will be called back into the line of duty." The Speaker informed her, resting his head on his left hand.

"Deal." Myra confirmed, holding out her hand; to which the Speaker grabbed with his own, and shook it.

"You three hold the power to make a difference in these trying times. I hope to see you all by the end of this." The Speaker sighed, while Garrett and Myra looked at each other. They had confused faces on underneath those helmets.

"Umm, Speaker? There is two of us…" Garrett pieced together the rant of words, not even knowing how to say it.

"Your third fireteam member is already training with Zavala out in Shaxx's Crucible. You each will go to your respective Vanguards and find a place to practice your new found powers, it may end up being the only thing from saving your lives. Go now, and welcome to the Guardian ranks!"

The two thanked him, and left the observatory, heading to the Vanguard Hall at the main hub. They spoke with their Vanguards, who had nothing better to do, Cayden seemed to jump on the opportunity to get out of the tower almost too quickly, Garrett wondered why that was…

Zavala grunted as he was thrown into the dirt by another Guardian, to which in return he slammed his fist into said Guardians visor, batting away the cloak and hood in one single arc strike. The Hunter rose to his feet, and pointed his hand cannon at Zavala. Before anything else happened however, Adam dropped down behind the hunter, and snapped his neck. The Hunter crumbled to the ground, his Ghost scattering away to find a safe place to resurrect their fallen warrior. Adam held out his hand, and Zavala took it, getting to his feet.

"I should've never let you and Shaxx talk me into this; I despise the Crucible." Zavala spat, his helmet masking his gravelly voice.

As if on cue, bullets began to pepper their position, to which the two rolled into separate bits of cover. Adam loaded a rocket launcher he had acquired, the ammo produced from the Hunter that he had just slain. He fired it towards where the rifle fire was coming from, two Warlocks and another Titan going flying in the air. Adam rose out of the cover, his own auto rifle drawn. He turned to Zavala, Adam quite liked the Crucible.

"I don't see what you're going on about, this is grea-" Adam was cut off before he could finish his thought, a sniper shot echoing across the map, the bullet going straight through Adams helmet and metal dome all too easily. He dropped dead, the Hunter from earlier had picked off Adam easily. Zavala sighed, and went back to it.

Garrett and Cayden materialized in a private match, Shaxx giving them access to Bannerfall for as much time they needed it for. They both were on opposite teams, but had access to each other radio. Garrett drew his hand cannon, making sure it was primed and ready. Caydes name appeared in the top right of his visor immediately. It was sunset already, so it would be night time soon.

"Alright new guy, how about you just show me what you got for a bit and then we can work on your abilities, I'll stay clear of using my own, sound fair? Great." Cayde said, his own hand cannon drawn, a helmet on his own head as well.

And so, the two arrogant and hot headed Hunters, began.

Myra shot out a ball of Solar flames from her hands, Ikora firing her own Void energy at it, dissipating it completely, Myra charged, firing her sidearm in quick succession, Ikora vaporizing each bullet with Solar energy. Ikora readied her prized shotgun, The Chaperone, whipping it to the point where it hit Myra in the jaw, only for Myra to recover to hear a shotgun blast, and a hole where her chest should be. She crumbled over, dead. Spark resurrected Myra, who once she was up, tried charging Ikora again, and in return got decimated by a Nova Bomb. This went on for awhile, Myra not even getting a single kill on the master Warlock. She sighed, resting and taking a break with Ikora. Ikora unclasped her helmet, taking it off, and looking at the view they had here, looking out towards the other snow-tipped mountains.

"How do you do it?" Myra asked, looking towards Ikora, she had just gotten mopped by her but still wanted to improve.

"I had… I had a good teacher. And lots of practice. I feel you would've gotten along with him. But that's a topic for another day. I got better with training, so…" She stood up, holding her am out to Myra. "Let us practice more."

Myra took the hand.

"Agh!" Cayde yelped as he was tossed into a wall, standing up quickly and firing round after round from his Ace of Spades, a few of the bullets nailing his adversary. Garrett yelped, and jumped over his cover, taking out his knife, and firing his Duke with his other hand. Cayde sighed, an instinctively summoned and threw a weighted knife towards Garrett. It hit home, right in between the eyes, putting Garrett down like a sick dog. Katherine brought him back, and he stood, arms crossed.

"And… that was?" Garrett asked, annoyed.

Cayde just nervously laughed, rubbing the back of his hood. "Aha… a umm, my knife?" He said, trying to just make his lie sound normal.

"I felt the heat on my face before my mind snapped back to nothing, what did you do."

"Oh quit it you big baby, that was probably just the blood. But, if you want to know how to summon a weighted knife, which I didn't just do; by the way. We should focus on our abilities, they look so badass in the dark!"

"Fine."

They stood in quiet, until Garrett spoke up, not really knowing how to start.

"So…"

He was shut off from his line of thinking as Cayde popped his Super, and incinerated him with his Golden Gun.

This…

This is going to be a long night.

Zavala uppercutted a Titan that had been pissing him off the entire match, Adam however having a great time mowing down countless combatants. He jumped off the center of the former Vex installation, and threw a lightning charged grenade, which took out a Warlock, and stunned a Titan. Before he could land a killing blow on the Titan however, a second Warlock came out, and incinerated him with their own Melee ability. Adam respawned, and got immediately capped by a sniper. Zavala in the meantime had racked up four other Guardians, and was in a shootout with a Hunter. Adam finally made his way back to mid, and could feel some kind of energy radiating off of him. Below him was two thirds of the enemy team, all with some form of heavy weapon at the ready. It was too bad they wouldn't get to use it, for he slammed down with the might of God, similar to a thunderbolt, and all present were channeled with electricity, minus the person radiating it, giving them a painful and shocking death.

"Did you see that!" Adam yelled over the fireteams voice channel.

Zavala was pinned, but a Hunter on his team ran right past him, running straight towards where the other third was holed up, and where the rest of his team was bound to be respawning. He yelled out the word no, but it was too late, and the Hunter was obliterated after turning the corner. Considering that Guardian was a loss, he noticed the other third of the team started pushing, most wielding rocket launchers. One soared by his head as he pulled off, detonating on a wall and tossing the Vanguard Titan to mid. He stood up, casting a Ward of Dawn around himself and Adam, grunting as he tried to hold it as all rockets impacted his bubble.

They went on to topple that game, winning the next, and the next, and the next. They lost twice to the same group of Guardians, a squad of two Hunters and a Titan. They were way too good at strategy. Zavala would have to get their names, they fought well.

They walked away with Adam having very well knowledge about his Striker Class, and a little bit of training for his Sentinel. Zavala was curious… it seemed the Ward of Dawn always emitted from his wrist, and refused to manifest at times… hmm…

All in due time, I guess.

Two Nova Bombs struck each other in midair, Myra and Ikora soon locking swords in the midst of it's explosion. These were sparring blades, so no damage other than some scratches would happen if one were to be struck with them. The sun was almost down, and they kept clashing blades with each other, sparks visible. Myra used Void energy to deafen one of Ikora strikes, and used the chance to kick her away. Ikora however, sidestepped, and locked her leg in between her arm and her body, and pulled; this put Myra off balance, and she fell to the ground. Ikora lifted up the blade, staring down at Myra. The rookie Warlock, however, stuck a fusion grenade to Ikora's thigh, and was hastily stamped by the boot of Ikroa's, and they were both caught in the explosion. Both their Ghosts rezzed them, to which the two looked at each other, and started laughing. Myra was happy, she had finally gotten a defeat on Ikora, even if it did cost her her own life.

They talked some more about how Myra's tactics were too bold, and she wouldn't always be able to rely on them. They continued to chat as they left the area, heading back for the Last City. In the end, Myra had a good understanding of the Voidwalker path, and knew how to at least summon fusion names, and her incinerating melee ability. Knowing more than one path would've been beneficial, but that is for another day Ikora supposed, the time will come when they will need it.

Cayde blocked a throwing knife with his Bladedancer Arc Knife, sending the knife into the air, and kicking the hilt, the blade flying towards Garrett; now pulsating with Arc and Solar light. It struck him in the shoulder, to which he growled, ripping it out and tossing it away. He aimed his Golden Gun at Cayden; but when he fired, he disappeared, only to hear a flash behind him. He spun around, and blind fired. Instead of meeting Cayde right behind him, there was a small beeping at his feet. An Arc grenade. He kicked it away, which just so happened to be where a certain Invisible Hunter Vanguard was hiding. It stunned him, and Garrett incinerated the droid with the last shot in his flaming hand cannon. Cayde was resurrected by his Ghost, already laughing as soon as his mouth and lungs were formed.

"Y-You got so lucky." He kept laughing, sighing afterwards, and leaning up against one of the combat zones walls. "But, it's getting late, and Shaxx most likely wants his arena back. You did good, I'm sure Ikora and Zavala are already back, along with your fireteam."

They transmatted out of the Crucible arena, heading back to the Tower. Garrett had grasped the concept of the Gunslingers, and was able to charge his knife with Arc Energy if he desired, but it was difficult. All in all, a pretty well done training session. Not just for Garrett, but for the rest of his fireteam as well. Now all that's left is their first mission, wherever that may be.

Ikora and Myra were the last to return to the Tower, walking down the long Hall of Vanguards, making it to their commanding table. Zavala was talking with Adam on his end, and Cayde was being, well, Cayde; and re-enacting something, Garrett looking intently, while Katherine just hovered over his shoulder, her light pulsing as she made her own comments.

Ikora brough Myra back to her side of the table, smiling and clasping her hands around the rookie Warlocks own.

"I cannot stress enough how important it is to have a newly resurrected Guardian is, one of which being a Warlock is a feat of itself, and three of them..?" Ikora paused, looking at Myra's other squad mates. "It's almost the stuff of myth, almost. It's unbelievable, I guess is what I'm trying to say. You and your fireteam have been formed, and have passed your training. You have the Vanguards approval to take up bounties and posted missions for the time being, but try to rest for tonight before attending your duties, you'll need the extra energy. Unless there is anything else you wish to discuss, goodbye for now, Warlock."

Myra shook her head, she had nothing else to say. She was going to wait for her new fireteam, and get to know what looked to be a Titan on their team. Garrett walked over to her, leaning back against the wall next to her.

"Soo… how'd your training go?" Garrett asked, keeping his helmet on for the time being.

Myra took off her own helmet, running her left hand through her hair to clear it up and out of her face. "As well as you'd expect, I got my ass kicked. How about you?"

"I did pretty well, actually. We just kinda went back in forth. His downfall was that he tried to show off a lot." He replied, chuckling to himself as he remembered Cayde failing a drop kick.

"Wonder what his story is." Myra jabbed, nodding her head towards Adam, who was still talking with the Commander.

"To be fair, do any of us have a story yet? We were brought back two days ago; not even two." He questioned back as a response, watching the two Titans wrap up their talk.

"No… guess not." Myra sighed, yawning from exhaustion and tiredness. It was getting late.

Zavala pointed towards the two, Adam turning to look at them, and then back at the Titan Vanguard, nodding. He started to walk towards the two, Garrett pulling down his hood and taking his own helmet off. The Exo finally made it over to the two, looking at them both.

"You two are Garrett and Myra?" He finally asked, his voice a lot more human then they had been expecting.

"We are." Garrett responded, arms crossed, still leaning against the wall. "And… who's asking..?"

"Adam-2, or just Adam. I'm your third and final fireteam member. I've heard about you already from Cayde." He said, pointing to Garrett; then Myra. "But you just got back, so I guess I'll just have to see how you function in the field tomorrow. We… are going on an operation tomorrow right?"

Garrett was the first to answer Adam, tinkering with his red hand cannon. "Well, I was thinking of some bounty hunting work. It'll be enough pay I hope to actually get us functioning, speaking of which…"

Garrett pulled out two cards, tossing one each to the two fireteam members. "Cayde gave me these to give you guys. It's got 1,500 glimmer on it, probably equivalent to the same amount in dollars."

Adam nodded, while Myra was just confused. "A dollar?" She asked, head tilted. "Also, don't you need your ow-"

"Nope, I've already got one. And a dollar is- how do I explain this? Just know that if a price reads 3 it'll be three glimmer, alright?" Garrett tried to explain it, why he even needed to say anything was confusing in of itself. He could explain a dollar and how it was used all he wanted, but could never remember a time where he used one. The fact that Adam knew what it was too also made him raise an eyebrow. But it was whatever, he guessed.

"Ikora said to get some rest," Myra started, beginning to walk away from the two, "She said we will need it, and I believe her. Especially after today." She kept walking, heading backfired her room. Garrett and Adam started walking, Garrett wanting to prepare a little more before the next day.

"Your armor kinda looks like mine when I was revived." Garrett started, climbing the stairway.

"Probably because I haven't swapped it out since I was resurrected." Adam replied, reaching the top of the stairs as well. "So, heading out?"

"Nah, I'm gonna see what I can do about your armor before tomorrow, you go ahead and get some rest, I'll have it ready for you in the morning."

"Got it." Adam turned, his own Ghost popping up over his shoulder, marking the way for Adam, pointing towards his own room.

Garrett sighed, and looked around the tower. Sure, he wanted to prepare, but he also wanted to explore the place he would be fighting for a bit. He spent the next half hour exploring the tower, eventually starting to actually get to the matter at hand, and was able to purchase a set from Zavala for only 400 Glimmer. He was assured by him that the armor would serve its purpose, and Garrett thanked him, leaving the Vanguard hall once again, Ikora warning him on the way out to get some sleep. He made his way back to his own room, sighing as his armor dissipated around his body and flopping down on the bed. Katherine showed herself once more, and spoke for what he thinks was the first time today, he honestly couldn't remember; it was a long day.

"That was fun to watch." She said happily, setting herself down on the nightstand.

"Oh, thanks, I'm glad you thought Cayden breaking my spine amusing." He said sarcastically, getting under the covers and sighing again.

"Not that. The Crucible matches Zavala and Adam were participating in made it into today's highlights. Shaxx is ecstatic and it looks like you definitely have a capable ally on your side."

"That's good, save some clips for me to watch tomorrow."

"Oh I've saved them all already, it's pretty entertaining. I've never seen Zavala this upset…"

"They lost?"

"Oh Traveler no, they stomped out most of their competition. Fireteam Stienstra was the only too topple them, and they are known Crucible Hotshots."

"Anything else I should know?" Garrett asked, getting comfortable and setting his hand cannon on the nightstand as well.

"Most bounties are picked up by newer Guardians, so since that is the case there should be a plentiful amount, due to most nowadays either being experienced or dead. There are a lot of Bounty Hunters out there though, so there may be some small competition. But the point is, there should be a wide selection to choose from. Assassinations, Clearing Areas, Scouting, and so much more. I can't wait for our first actual assignment though."

"Me too… goodnight Kat."

"Goodnight, get some rest."

"I was planning on it."

Anddddd Chapter 5. Sorry this Chapter took so long, I'm lacking motivation now that I dumped Destiny 2 for other games. I'm sure ill come crawling back to it eventually, but I'm currently having more fun on other games like GTA V at the moment. This story will still be updated regularly, but just expect chapters to come out later than usual until I pick the game back up again. Other than that, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Next chapter is where the action begins and the ball gets rolling.

Until Next Time!

Echorent