Bionic's PoV

The strange Goblin in front of me was now dormant. I was still in shock at what had just happened, when a strange radio transmission came in. It was classified as HIGH PRIORITY and came in on all channels. But this wasn't from the vanguard, or even the tower. The message was from some strange sender named Roxiung, and only contained four words.

"HE HAS BEEN FOUND"

In addition to the message, there were coordinates. Earth, 56 North, 13 West. I plugged them in, and found what I expected to find. These were my coordinates. So the person who was found was me, but who is this Roxiung person? I did not know, and was quite terrified to find out. One thing was for sure, though. Roxiung was connected to the goblin in some way, and has some line of direct contact with it, as there was no way he could have spoken (If the vex can even speak) with the goblin without me noticing anything.

I decided to take advantage of the goblin in it's dormant state and walked outside of the cave. I was still not at full strength, but I was beginning to get used to this state and was able to move around freely. While I was outside, I saw a few unusual things, but nothing too unusual for what had just happened. There were burn marks all along the ground, as well as a dead fallen captain that I hadn't seen before. But then, something caught the corner of my eye, and shocked me beyond comprehension. There was a legion of cabal soldiers, centurions and everything, walking strait for me. Even stranger, though, was what was beside them. They were flanked on both sides by vex, and behind them were fallen and hive. This was the army of the darkness, and it was heading strait for me.

Then, the rest of the party showed up. About 25 ships flew in, most with 2 or 3 guardians in them. The Vanguard took this seriously and called in everyone they could to fight here. Once they started to drop down and make physical contact with the planet, all hell broke lose. Guardians firing with no clear targets into the mass of hostile forces, while minions of the darkness were all advancing, not showing any signs of stopping. I decided to make a break for the nearest guardian so I could finally end this nightmare. A tall warlock with an auto rifle, ripping through a group of thralls. As I began to get near him, he took cover in a small ditch to reload. He turned to look at me, raising his rifle in my direction in the process, but quickly aiming slightly to my left and fired a short burst into a hive knights head. I slid into the ditch, but tripped halfway down and landed on my face. The warlock quickly grabbed my shoulders, lifted me up off my prone position, and yelled something that sounded like "Are you the one who they were talking about?"

It took me a moment to release what he was asking. I shook the shock out of myself and thought of an answer, but before I could say anything, there was an all to familiar sound. It was the sound of a wire rifle firing. I shouted at him to get down, but it was too late. The bullet came in from one of the hills in the distance and struck the warlock directly in the head. Normally, this wouldn't be a problem, because guardians can just be revived by their ghosts, but the darkness had such a strong influence on this area that it didn't matter. He was dead for good before he even fell all the way down. I knelled there in horror, thinking that this man just died trying to save me. I thought about running away, but then thought against it. All these guardians around me, and not one was backing down. They were here to get me out, so I decided it was time to leave.

I looked around and found the three commanders, the vanguard mentors. I took off in their direction at a full sprint, hoping to make it without being shot, and it kind of worked. I made it halfway to the vanguard, but then a minotaur teleported in front of me to block my path. I dove to the side to avoid his punch, which had just formed a crated where I just was, and took off running again. I knew I wasn't going to make it all the way, but I had to try. I began approaching the outpost we had set up, reaching about one hundred and fifty feet away, when I was finally hit. A fallen captain with a shrapnel launcher had seen me and got a little trigger happy. The red hot shrapnel flew from the barrel and hit it's mark. I was hit directly in the back of my right knee. I collapsed to the ground, letting out a cry of pain.

The call was a lucky one, and the hunter vanguard mentor, Cayade 6, turned to see where the shout came from just in time to see a cabal Phalanx touchdown, landing next to where I was on the ground. I knew I was in serious trouble, and Cayade did to. The Phalanx lifted me up off the ground and was just begining to activate his thruster pack, when he suddenly disintegrated into a cloud of solar light. Cayade came running in with a golden gun in his hand, destroying every enemy that came in between him and me. Once he reached me, he stopped and began laying down covering fire while commander Zavala dragged me away from the firefight. I was rapidly losing blood, and the others could tell. I heard muffled shouting and what sounded like a ghost flashing in and out of the visible world. Then a bright light began to shine above my head, reminding me too much of the old stories of how someone would see a similar bright light when they died, but I knew that wasn't what was happening. A guardian never dies. Not like this at least.