Authors notes: So uuhhh hey there! I should've mentioned this before but hey! Better late than never! This is my first Crossover fic to be posted here. I have loads more but I decided to test it out a much simpler fic I have been working on. I am a fan of Both Spice and Wolf and Destiny so I decided why not? Any crtisim would be helpful and thanks for reading.

Chapter 2

After enjoying a big bowl of Spicy ramen and chugging down a large drink to cool the flames in his mouth. Lawrence decided to get a quick chat with Ikora then head out to the EDZ.

"Why Hello there Hunter." Ikora greeted as she closed her book.

"Hey, Ikora. How are warlocks doing these days?"

"Doing the usual: Researching and protecting the city. When they're not trying to beat your rank in the Crucible." She commented on his Rank is one of the highest nearly beating her own rank from her old Crucible days. "Heh, well nothing beats Shaxx going nuts on the microphone."

"It sure is."

She then opens a Container and hands him an Exotic Engram. "Here, I tasked my Hidden to find This engram. It's the Last Word Engram. Figured you'd want a replacement after all this time. Lawrence was speechless, That Handcannon has been destroyed along with everything else in his old bank thanks to the Red Raging Space Rhinos.

"Ikora wow I'll make sure to get this encrypted right away. Thank you!" he takes the engram.
"Your welcome oh and Happy Birthday. I am sure Cayde would've also wished you one as well."

"More like take it as an excuse to go out drinking." Both then burst out laughing and they say goodbye.

"I do miss that part of him though."

Hanger.

After taking a stop at the cryptarch and getting another holster from Eververse. Lawrence heads to the hanger to check in with Holiday.

"Ahh, there you are! Happy birthday!" She then hands him a box of various baked goods. "Sorry I couldn't get anything amazing. I am so busy these days."

"No problem Holiday. These are from my favourite shop so thanks." The Hunters words bringing a smile on her face. "Oh, you're heading out, right? Can you test out a new sparrow for me?"

"I do love travelling. Alright sure."

"Thank you! I will send the transmat to your Ghost. Have fun you two!"

European Dead Zone.

The Hunter zooms down the dirt roads of the Deadzone on the new sparrow. It was your standard model with all the under the hood enhancements. But the problem with hoverbikes is that they can only have one passenger. This one had a small pod hanging out on the side that hand a seat in it for passengers. It didn't affect handling or speed so if this reaches production it could bring a whole bunch of potential in the field. "It would also discourage sparrow surfing as an excuse to shoot while riding." Ghost said over the comms. Lawrence shakes his head thinking how many time he saw a fellow hunter riding a titans sparrow.

Coming up on the ruined streets of Trostland, he slows down and gets off the sparrow and draws his primary handcannon: The Ace of Spades. "Fallen up ahead along with a Wanted Captain" Ghost said.

Lawrence smiles. "Another day at the office." He steps into the open and the Fallen instantly attack him at the command of the captain. Two Wretches rush him and thrust their Arc spears at him. Lawrence dispatches one with a throwing knife and shoots the other with Ace.

Two down three to go. The captain orders the two vandals as it Unsheathes his blades for each arm. "Bring it." Lawrence rushes up with Ace in hand filling the Captain with bullets. Thinking that this was its chance to strike A stealth vandal uncloaks and slashes from behind. Only the guardian to blink behind it and take a shot to the head. "Memento Mori."

After a reload, Ace begins to Glow in white flames. The Captain yells at the losses and runs at the Hunter. Waiting at the last second, The guardian Rolls to the left flank of it and fans the hammer six times into it's back. It roars in pain as depleted ether bleed form the bullet holes. "Time to end this."

He raises his revolver into the air and his body ignites in Solar energy. Triggering Golden Gun he fires to round into the captain killing it's pitiful existence and dropping a stash a of Glimmer.

"And…" Ghost said but then the hunter Aimed his super at a balcony headshotting the remain Vandal who tried to take a sniper position.

"We are done here. That captain was wanted by the Prison of Elders. Sending glimmer to the bank. Well done!" Ghost said and Lawrence nod as he holsters ace.

"Let's head for Devrim."

Moments later they arrived at the church where Devrim has set up an outpost to keep track of movement in the EDZ. Lawrence enters and climbs up to the tower part where Devron was held in as he sniped. "Ahh, the Travelling hunter Graces me with his presence. " Lawrence waves off the praise. "I am just doing my Job."

"And you do it marvellously. Come I have already warmed up the kettle." Devrim closes the window while activating the turrets outside to keep the fallen busy. "Well first things first Happy Birthday," Devron said moving two crates for them to sit on. "Thanks, Devrim," he said as he takes his helmet off and puts it in the inventory. "Here it's a fresh batch of tea straight from the Farm." Devrim hands the Guardian an of steaming tea. Nearly an hour goes by of them sharing stories of regular things like the seasons, food and how many time they shot a Dregs head clean off. "Ha, you hunters always know the wilds best," Devrim said taking a sip of tea.

"So...How are things with you?"

"Huh?" Lawrence asked confused.

"I mean have you joined another clan yet or even considered being the new hunter Vanguard?" the words brought a solemn face to the Hunter. "No, I still go around helping everyone that asks but I just end it there." Lawrence was Always at work being a Hunter. He would dabble in a bit of chat here and there but didn't really have the best of Social skills. As for the Hunter Vanguard position… "Still walking the path of the lone wolf I see." Devrim takes another sip. The past couple of years have Been Rough on the Guardian. "Victory isn't with without Sacrifice," Lawrence answered.

Out of all the guardians in the city. He was the one to take major strides in pushing back the darkness. Ever since he had destroyed the Blackheart it was an age of triumph for his clan up until Oryx showed up. "You'd think that it would be the end of that after the Red war…" After waking up Rasputin he was considering trying to find a clan to join...not lead one though. But that died along with Cayde...his teacher and friend that was there since the beginning. "You were always Clyde's favourite Guardian." Devrim could read that Lawrence still felt responsible for the losses in his life. "Well, I am not going to force a wolf to find a new pack…Sorry for bringing it up."

"No problem. I just need more time to think. But.. thanks Devrim." Lawrence said taking a sip of tea.

There was a moment of Silence as the two as they drank tea. Then Devrim broke decided to break the silence with a story. "On the Topic of Wolves. Want to hear an interesting tail that would be older than the Golden Age?"

Preceding the Golden Age would be an interesting story to hear. Even his Ghost appeared to listen as Data collection was one of his priorities. "Very well. Go ahead." Lawrence walks over to the kettle to refill his drink. "This is an old story that was passed down my family line to the Ancient days of Farming and simple silver coin Trades." Lawrence sat back down with a fresh cup of tea.

"You know of the ancient idea of the God humanity worshipped?" Both Hunter and Ghost nod. "Well during the time of the one Christian god, the was another smaller god." Devrim takes a sip.

"Holo, The wise wolf of the harvest."

"What would a wolf bring to a harvest?" Ghost blinked his optic.

"I will get to that."

"Long ago there was a village that had its main trade in producing and Selling wheat. So much that it if there any loss in crops it would severely affect the economy of the place." Another sip of tea.

"Winds, bug infestation, poor weather or just plain bad luck was devastating for the whole town. So one day a boy went into the woods looking for a way to protect towns crops. What he found was more than he could ever ask for."

"He found a wolf?" Lawrence asked.

"Yes but this was no ordinary wolf. What he first saw was a girl with beauty like no other. What stood out was the fact she had set of wolf ears atop of her head along with a brown tail with a bit of white at the end. She told him her name was Holo, The wise wolf." Lawrence for some reason found this story interesting and his Ghost as well.

"The boy asked if she could help out with the crops to keep his town prosperous. She agreed only for that they would keep her identity a secret from outsiders. So after the deal was made the towns wheat never wilted, could withstand any storm and bugs never infested the crop again." So the town used her as a way to keep the crops perfect so they could prosper.

"What happened to her afterwards," Lawrence asked as he finished his tea.

"Well as technology improved they villagers didn't need her anymore and her presence became the stuff of legends only passed down as a story to tell the kids." Devrim then takes his mug and looks out the cracks in his windows. "They say these very lands you could still hear her howls around this time of year."

"I'll keep an ear out then." Lawrence then puts his helmet back on. "Heading out at this time? Isn't it your Birthday?" Devrim asked.

"I am going to find a place and camp out for the night. Lawrence enjoyed being out in the world and the EDZ was nice on the eye minus the forces of darkness that inhabit it. "Proves how brave you are 'son. Might I recommend a spot?"

"Sure, it saves me time finding one." Lawrence shrugs his shoulders. Devron then opens the window and resumes his sniper's duty. "There's a clearing into woods across the river. No enemy movements that far out and little wolf activity. You'll know it when you see it."