Hey guys, thanks for your support. Now to respond to some reviews

Zed: Thanks! However, this takes place AFTER Destiny 1's events and BEFORE Destiny 2. (At least until D2 comes out.)

Guest: The reason he has a robot arm is because my headcanon is that the Ghost revives the current body. If that includes artificial parts, they are treated as part of said body. If the arm has not been replaced, however, the original arm is regenerated. Tetsuya already had a replacement arm. Also, in my story, some guardians go digging in their memories, especially Warlocks. Tetsuya did for a little bit. As for the souls, Tetsuya thinks that the soul may be hidden somewhere else. Sometimes he thinks too much for his own good.

Anon: Yeah, I know my writing has some room for improvement. Thanks for your rating, though!

Pomftato: I'm implementing why Angela cut off the interrogation later. Also, thanks for your compliment!

Also, Tetsuya's powers will change with what comes with each new Destiny game. Meaning that midway through this fanfic, he's going to lose Sunsinger and get Dawnblade.

One more thing: If I could describe his personality, I'd call him a cross between a Hunter and a Warlock.

Watchpoint: Gibraltar. 9:30 P.M.

When Athena's probe came back, the results were surprising. There was absolutely no trace of Tetsuya appearing in the Talon databases, even when she broke through the firewalls. Athena sent another one, and found nothing in the public databases when she did the same. It was strange, as if Tetsuya had simply dropped out of the sky.

Winston mulled over the facts for a moment. "Hmm... I think I see two explanations for this. One, he's managed to keep himself hidden for a while, which is nigh impossible, or, two, he's a time traveler far from home. What do you think?" he said, addressing Angela.

"I favor the latter. He seems to be perfectly capable of that." she replied. "However, I still need to ask more questions about why he is here," Angela said with a frown.

"Well, then, I guess we'll just have to find out. I got no idea." Winston said, shortly before pulling a banana from a nearby cluster, drawing a small glare from Angela.

Later, after Angela convinced Winston to eat something else as a snack, Winston stopped by the hangar. "Hello," she said, addressing a Swedish, dwarf-like man.

The man in question, Torbjörn Lindholm, looked up. "I know what you are here for. However, I can't make heads or tails of this Utomordentligt konstigt thing. Not only that, the ship seems to be very well maintained, despite the high amount of attacks it seems to have sustained." he said. Winston raised an eyebrow. The ship seemed to be pristine, seemingly having recieved no damage at all. Noticing this, Torbjörn continued. "Despite its surprisingly well-done repairs. one can still see tiny traces of damage, especially if you're someone like me. How about you? What did you notice?"

"First things first, I studied the engine. It seems to run off of a modified version of gasoline. Also, I checked the odd compartment at the back. It seems to contain a core of some kind." Winston replied.

"A core, eh? Well, what do you think it is?" Torbjörn asked.

"Can't tell. Half the data in that core is corrupted, rendering it inoperable," Winston answered, "but, going out on a limb, if this core was fully functional, I suspect it could be able to bend spacetime, like the Slipstream, only far more controlled. There was also some separate tech surrounding the core. I have no idea what it's used for."

"Hmm. Well, I better get back to work. I've already had enough of a break. Adjö."

"You too."

(-)

Angela had another interrogation held. When it was over, she found herself surprised at how little Tetsuya knew about their world. Anything other than common knowledge, and he drew a blank. She didn't know much, as she had cut the interrogation off early under similar circumstances as the previous one. Being a doctor of her caliber meant that she could tell when someone wouldn't answer any further questions. The ones where he at least responded only left more mystery. And then there was the matter of the energy in his body. An analysis showed that it was the same energy that made up the purple sphere that he had thrown before his capture. When she had pressed the question, he had clammed up and refused to say anything. Things were now favoring the latter proposition, that this man was a traveler from far away. It would, at the very least, explain his unusual hair and eye color. Multiple other operatives couldn't get a full answer out of him either.

Then there was the fact that odd things had been happening. First, Athena had briefly detected another artificial intelligence. Lena seemed to flicker for half a second whenever he was near. She had also discovered that he appeared to talk to himself when alone.

Then there was the matter of his skills. Tetsuya was a master strategist, revealed when he battled Hana in a number of RTS games to a draw. He was also far more intelligent than he appeared to act. The fact that he hacked into the security mainframe was evidence of that. He was no slouch in the fighting department either, and had access to what could only be described as experimental weaponry. Just who are you? Angela thought to herself.

(-)

Unknown Location, Midnight.

Tetsuya was laying in the wreckage of some lab. He was severely injured, his arm was crushed, and pinned under rubble. "Help!" He screamed into the night. No one heard him. This is it, He thought, I'm going to die. There was an odd whoosh, a glimpse of dark blue, and then... blackness.

Watchpoint: Gibraltar. Midnight.

Tetsuya opened his eyes to see another unfamiliar ceiling, this time belonging to his room in the base. He sat up in bed and mulled over the dream. It was a memory he had found during his journeys in his mind. It and ways ended with the blue. He had never figured out how he got out that night. Better leave it off until tomorrow, he thought, before dropping off to sleep.

Talon Headquarters

The Commander was troubled. Word said that a potential new hero had joined. There had been a brief window where they had been able to see footage of the event. This 'new hero' was strong. If he was allowed to fight, things could potentially be disastrous. "Agents Widowmaker and Reaper, report to my office immediately. I have a mission for you."

When the two arrived l, he showed them the footage. Widow maker then spoke up. "Do you want us to kill him, sir?"

The Commander smiled. "As always, Widowmaker,yes. As quickly and efficiently as possible. He will be a problem if allowed to live."

"Shold we go now?" Reaper asked.

"Yes. I will be sending troops to back you up. And Reaper?"

"Yes sir?"

"Remember, they are your enemies now."

"Yes sir."

(-)

Watchpoint: Gibraltar: 7:45 A.M.

Tetsuya had gotten out of bed with an odd sense of apprehension. It was the same feeling he had gotten the day he had killed Crota. No matter what happened, even through the interrogation, he still couldn't shake the feeling that something was coming. It probably won't come for another month or more. I mean, Oryx came almost a year later after Crota. He put the thoughts out of his mind and continued with the day.

(-)

"I DEMAND A REMATCH!" Hana Song, known online as D. Va (sorry, FFN deletes it without the space), practically screamed into Tetsuya's face. Tetsuya slowly turned his head and glared.

"No. We played like, 20 last time." Tetsuya replied. His memory recalled hurting fingers and dry eyes. He did not want to relive that experience again.

"NO! I will not stop until I prove that I can beat you!" Hana insisted. It seemed that there was no deterring the girl from her goal.

God-knows-how-many games later...

Hana's eye twitched as both armies decimated each other. "OH, COME ON! AGAIN?" she screamed. The event was practically a repeat of the last. And the past thirty matches as well. Tetsuya could relate. He was really irritated as well. Being hungry from a lack of breakfast did not help. He sighed and closed the laptop that he had been supplied with.

"Look, let's stop and call it a day. I'm starving." With that, Hana's stomach growled in agreement.

(-)

Over the past few days at the base, Tetsuya had fit in surprisingly well with the rest. Some, like Hana and McCree, had a bit of trouble trying to be nice to him. Other than that, he seemed friendly. Of course, that wasn't saying he didn't have a few screws loose. He seemed like a wild card of some sort. Someone very smart, but extremely cocky and hard to control. This was Morrison's analysis of how Tetsuya acted. However, something about the young man made the heroes, including himself, uneasy. As these thoughts imprinted themselves on his brain, he suddenly got the feeling that someone was watching him. He jerked his head towards the window, but saw nothing. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he thought he saw a thin black tendril of smoke. I got a bad feeling about this, Morrison thought to himself.

(-)

"I got his attention," Reaper communicated to the other members of the team, "He's probably locking down the base as we speak." As he said these words, all the windows and doors were covered with graphene and titanium barriers. "Yep, locked down, just as planned. Now, it's your time to shine." Reaper said to the demolition and tech team. Thanks to the well-funded R&D department, the small team had a bomb that would shatter the barriers with a localized blast. He watched as the team planted bombs around their entry point, while the techs disabled the defense net. Now, the only thing left to do was wait.

Watchpoint: Gibraltar, 9:00 P.M.

The base was still heavily fortified when night rolled around. Several of the members were beginning to suspect something was up, as whenever they tried to exit, they found that the handle seemed to be jammed. The newer heroes were slightly nervous, while the older heroes were wondering why the base was in lockdown mode. This question was soon answered as all power went out. A massive boom rocked the facility, followed by obscured figures entering through the jagged opening made by the bomb.

"I knew it!" Morrison said, "Let's go!" With that, all who could fight armed themselves. It wasn't long before the sounds of gunfire filled the space. Why is Talon even here? Morrison asked himself. The most likely candidate was that they were here to either kill or to capture the man who arrived several days ago. "GET TETSUYA AWAY FROM THE ACTION! THEY'RE PROBABLY AFTER HIM!" he screamed into the comms.

(-)

The plan was going exactly as predicted. Reaper and his team had broken into the base and left Widowmaker outside in an obscure location. Reaper was to lure the new hero out of the base to give her a clear shot at his head. Reaper was probably just getting the others out of the way. The powerful gunshots from this 'new hero' were nothing to deter her. Her training had conditioned her to focus only on the mission.

(-)

Tetsuya had jumped into the action much to the other heroes' chagrin. However, they had to admit, he was effective in defending the base. His weapons were a type not seen before, so not many could stop him on his rampage. In the middle of it, however, all the Talon soldiers retreated. "Come on! After them!" Tetsuya shouted, before rushing outside, closely followed by multiple others.

(-)

The moment the Overwatch forces appeared outside, Widowmaker began to line up her shot. Within five minutes, this "Tetsuya" would be ripe for the reaping.

Reaper was currently in the middle of a firefight against the heroes. Some found him hard to hit, while those that did hit got a shotgun blast to the face. Under the mask, he grinned, before unleashing a Death Blossom. "DIE, DIE, DIE!" he shouted, while moving at a speed hard to track. Being in a constant state of decay had its perks, sometimes.

(-)

The moment that weird guy in the mask started spinning around, Tetsuya knew that he wasn't normal. This guy seemed to be able to transform himself into a ghost at will. That, plus the costume, made him seem like the grim reaper. And that was before the lasers began flying. "Whoa!" Tetsuya yelled while dodging about a dozen consecutive blasts. He was lucky enough to escape with minimal damage. Others... Not so lucky. Tetsuya was just about to fire back when the mask guy transformed into a wisp again and flew away. Tetsuya, followed him in order to make sure that this "reaper" wouldn't be a threat in the future.

(-)

Widowmaker set her jaw and aimed down the sights. One mistake here, and everything could fall apart. She noticed Reaper in the distance, closely followed by her target and about three other heroes. An urge told her to shoot the other three after killing her target. However, the thought of following orders pushed these thoughts out of her mind. Focus. Concentrate. Fire. She squeezed the trigger.

(-)

Tetsuya looked back to notice three people following him. "What the hell are you guys doing here? Go away!" He told them, before turning back towards where he last saw the black wisp. "Mr Grim Reaper! Get out here, and I'll take you down!"

"Gladly," a voice said as the man in question appeared behind him. "Although I wouldn't be so sure of fighting me."

A split-second after these words fell, a hole was pierced in both sides of Tetsuya's skull.

Widowmaker smiled as she saw her target fall to the ground, dead.

Okay, Tetsuya is dead. Sorry for leaving you guys on a cliffhanger, but you should know what's going to happen next.

Anyways, I need some ideas for the next universe after this one. Any takers?

Other than that, expect the next chapter to be uploaded on the date of the Destiny 2 PC release.