Death's Hand

by Grim5130

This is a story of a lone Guardian. He is the silent and deadly type where when he speaks it is for good reason but rarely does speak. This Guardian learns love, real teamwork and several other things through his adventures and experience. Disclaimer: I do not own Destiny or any characters of the game. The only thing I do own is my own characters.

4. Chapter 4

Grim began walking down to the steps to the Vanguard when a nearby conversation pulled his attention. "Come on baby huntress come with me for a night and I'll show you a good time. I have a really good sniper if you know what I mean" a Titan said as he was leaning and hitting on a newly resurrected huntress. Under normal circumstances Grim would have let the conversation go. The conversations and flirtations of others were never his concern. Unfortunately for the Titan, the current circumstances were not normal. With a quick evaluation of the situation Grim drew his knife and made a quiet but quick approach on the pair.

With the speed of a practiced Hunter, Grim reached around the neck of the titan and threw him across the room. As the titan landed in a pile of crates, all heads in the room turned to Grim in a battle stance. A Huntress sinking behind him and a titan angrily getting up was quite a scene to behold at The Tower. As Shaxx gave an amused chuckle he walked over and grabbed the titan by the collar before he could charge. The titan being blinded by anger punched Shaxx in the stomach and charged the Hunters. Before the titan could make significant ground a throwing knife to the knee dropped the titan. Drawing Dreadfang Grim rushed the titan and before the downed Guardian could react, he had the sword placed at his throat.

With a cough and a look from Shaxx, Grim reluctantly released the titan. Shaxx with a grunt of disapproval picked up the downed titan and ordered the nearest Guardians to get him some of medical attention. The timid Huntress looked over at Grim with an expression changing between admiration, fear and surprise. Turning to the timid Huntress he extended his hand and waited. The Huntress looked around the room as everyone was turned in their direction. Looking into the purple that was Grim's helmet she took his hand.

AN: Hello Everyone I would like to apologize for the inconsistency that is my upload schedule. I have been rather busy as of late and writing is a tad bit of a hassle to put in at any time. I will not abandon any of my stories but please do bare with me in terms of not uploading frequently.