The Travelers Chosen

by MysticRaven2008

Humanity has ceased to exist and the Guardians are all gone. With The Traveller in hiding, the darkness has won and The Witness rules the world. But for how long? Is there anyone left in the world who can restore the light and peace?

The Travellers Chosen

This is my output story of how I want Destiny 2 to end and how I want it to continue. If you have any questions, I'll happily answer them. Enjoy!

Chapter 1

The Final Stand

For untold ages, the Hive devoured life and Light wherever it could be found. Facing little resistance, until they tried to take on the Guardians. After the death of her brother Oryx, the Hive Witch Queen Savathun went into hiding. Not out of fear, of course, but out of strategy. Savathun knows the best way to beat your enemy, is to join them. In her greatest trick yet, she infiltrated the Vanguard, weakening them from within and stealing their most sacred resource. The one thing they thought she could never touch, The Light. But this was only the beginning.

Even after the Guardian went on a mission and managed to kill Savathun with a little help from a Hive Ghost called Fynch, Savathun could rise again. With Savathun's Ghost Immaru gone, the risk of her coming back alive and back to power was greatly concerning, but it was a risk that the Guardian's had accepted as they now faced The Witness. But Savathun was right about one thing before she died, she was right about The Witness coming and it was a game that they had to play. Win or lose, the Guardian's had no other option. They had to keep the Witness at bay whilst The Traveller, their loyal protector, to escape and hide. For as long as possible they bought time for The Traveller. But they weren't strong enough, Guardian's began to fall and not rise again as their Ghosts were crushed and their people fell beside them too. Time was running out and they needed more, and there was only one last solution.

The final stand ended in the heart of the city. The Vanguard had all fallen to sacrifice themselves to buy time for the last Guardian standing. The last Guardian standing was no ordinary Guardian, she was the one who saved them all in the Red War, the one who found Osiris again, the one who helped Ana Bray and the one who saved Cayde-6 from dying. Her name was Parris and she was The Travellers Chosen. With The Witness, Savathun and other enemies hot on her heels as she scaled the tallest building in the city. Parris knew exactly what she needed to do thanks to her vision. As she reached the buildings' roof, she calmly waited for them to catch up.

'Your time is up Guardian, there is nowhere left to run.' The Witness sneered at Parris in front of her.

'Good, I don't intend too,' Parris says as she crosses her arms, hiding a white glow that began pulsing on and off out of her hand.

The Witness gives Parris a cold icy stare at her, like The Witness knew she was hiding something.

'You've lost, so give up the games,' Savathun snarls from beside The Witness

Parris gives a little snort before tilting her head to the side and smirking.

'Really, or are you losing because I thought we were playing the game that whoever has the most power here is the winner, oh and guess what, I have some,' Parris brings her left hand forward and an orb of white light as big as a football flared in her hand.

'Impossible!' The Witness gasps in shock.

'Nothing is impossible,' Parris says as she closes her eyes and starts to dig deep into her powers.

The orb of white light began to grow bigger as her light outburst began. The Witness and Savathun tried to flee but it was too late, they were already tethered to her powers. Solar, Arc, Void and Stasis light shot out of her and made the white light orb a deadly super light of subclasses. As the Orb of super light expanded around Parris even more, making her look like a Ghost, Parris yelled and punched the roof with mighty force. In a blink of an eye, a loud and massive explosion occurred and a pulse of ringed super light burst out the orb, wiping herself, Savathun, The Witness and everything else with it.

The Earth fell silent for the very first time and no whistle of wind broke it. It was pure silent as if the Earth knew what events had just taken place. As if the Earth knew that Parris had sacrificed herself for a hope of peace and hope that the traveller would return and recreate humanity and the Guardian's.

But the traveller never returned after that.

Somewhere underneath a mountainous pile of rubble in the remainders of the city laid The Witness, dead. Body limped and unmoving, yet something inside of him was still alive and not quite dead.