"Booyah!" Crow yelled as he jumped off his sparrow. "Lucky start." Smoking said. "Ah don't be sad." Crow said as he pulled out his rifle and started to make his way into the building. Smoking covered the back. Crow popped off three heads of dregs. After Smoking and Crow cleared the room, a captain lifted the steel door up and motioned for a second group to charge forward. Crow and Smoking ducked into cover. Smoking threw a grenade that pushed a few out of cover and Crow shot them all as they jumped out. The captain charged Smoking but he slammed his open palm into the helmet of the Captain and seemed to drain his energy. The captain disappeared in a purple dust. They both made their way up the stairs and into a slightly flooded room. "The fallen are tapped into something in the back." Ghost said. Crow went to the right and Smoking to the left. They both carved through the fallen. After held off Fallen forces for a short time, it looked to them that the Fallen had quit. "I pulled out everything they managed to steal. They kept hitting a firewall though. Old earth, Russian." Ghost said. After she finished the sentence the speakers came on and through the static and distortion they heard.
"Там нет никого винить , это не их вина, или наша. Это несчастье родиться , когда весь мир умирает." The voice said. "The hell was that?" Crow asked. "The legends are true… a warmind. One survived the collapse. Rasputin, the last warmind." Ghost said. "I don't trust this. Here's your half. I'm leaving." Smoking said before running out of the building. "Well I'm going to get a better look at this place." Crow said. "We should probably destroy this." Ghost said as she opened up the machine. Crow put a couple bullets into the central hub before it shut down. He then made his way up some more stairs.
The stairs led to a large open area that overlooked the vast emptiness that was now Russia. "Sad to think that this was the cradle of humanity. This place held so many people to go to the outer colonies to start new lives. Now… empty." Ghost said. "Why didn't those ships leave?" Crow asked. "Since the people rioted, they attacked anything they could find. In the panic they blew up the fuel line leading to the ships, thus stranding them all. After that the Fallen found them and now…" Ghost tried to finish but Crow interrupted. "Stop. No more." He stood there, gazing into the distance. He removed his helmet and held it at his side as he felt the cold air hit his face. They didn't speak, just watched the snow roll over the emptiness. The area they stood on was on a hill. It had shipping crates and broken scrap metal all over. Pipes and Fallen flags hung from the walls. The silence was interrupted by Crow walking away and into a doorway.
He walked on through the broken shell of the building, stepping through the puddles and over the rubble. Soon enough the building opened up to another open area. He looked around and saw a few shipping trucks and across the way, a rusted and destroyed helicopter. He walked over to it and searched through it. Nothing. He searched the area around it and soon came across a little path that led behind the landing pad the helicopter was on. It was big enough for one person and as he walked down it he came across a hole in the wall. He stepped through and into a bigger than average size room. It too was in shambles. He thought to himself and said. "What if? We didn't get a room in the tower." Crow asked as he turned to Ghost. "You can't be serious." Ghost said. Crow stared at her until she caved in. "Why here?" She asked. "It's far away from any other guardian, so privacy. With some touch ups and one hell of a door we can totally have security as well. Dry up the water. Clear out the trash. Fix the roof a teensy bit. Good as new." Crow said. "I'll tell Cayde." Ghost said. "NOPE!" Crow yelled out. "No one can know. It'll be out humble abode." Crow said. "Well we'll need furnishings. We can use the glimmer you already have to get some and light up the place." Ghost said.
Ghost and Crow made their way to the city. Crow was still in his armor so he stood out incredibly. He proceeded to walk down the street until he and Ghost came across a store. They went in and the owner helped them buy everything they needed. Bulbs, furniture, and they also bought a large amount of steel furniture. Ghost transmated the steel into a large door that they would hook up to the entrance for security. They flew back to the hole in the wall and it took them a good amount of time to clean it up. While Crow cleared out the trash, Ghost hooked up the electrical bits and made sure they worked. The generator to power them was set in the corner in a box that sound proofed it completely. She transmated the furniture and door into place. It had now officially become a home. A table in the center of the room with 6 wooden chairs, even though it was just Crow's and Ghost's, she made him get 6 chairs. The other doors in the rooms were barricaded with steel and the walls were fixed. Gun racks on the walls as well as maps. A bed was placed in the far back where desks were stacked. The bed was a comfortable queens size. A bedside table and cabinet for possessions were also placed. Crow went and inspected the door. It was 8 inches of pure steel and protection. If no one knew they were there, they had nothing to worry about. He shut the door and let Ghost add some more security to it. No one could get in without cracking her code and opening it under her name.
Crow tested the lights and they wall worked fine but now it was time to plan their next adventure, so to speak. Crow shut off the lights to save power in the generator. He lit a few candles on the table and pulled out a map of the Cosmodrome and spent a while memorizing it. He looked over and Ghost was laying down asleep on a small baby blue pillow. He didn't know why she was on it or why she needed sleep, but he didn't care. He went to his bed and took off his helmet and set his rifle and other weapons in the cabinet. He plopped down on the bed and pulled the covers over him and slowly drifted to sleep.