The next morning, I put on the armour that was in my locker, and walked towards where Ikora said she would meet me.
"The Vanguard hall?" I ask my ghost.
"That's where you met the Vanguard yesterday." my ghost replies. "It's not too far from here."
*perspective change*
"He's late. A bad start, really." Zavala remarks across the table towards the Warlock vanguard.
"You've got a lazy one" Cayde-6 also remarks, while clapping his hands slowly, like a gesture of sarcasm.
"He shouldn't be long now" Ikora, the Warlock vanguard assured. "Look, he here is now"
*perspective change*
I walked through the tower plaza towards the Vanguard hall. I looked around and all the other Guardians were looking at me, with almost a face of disgust. I ignored them and went on down into the Vanguard hall.
"What are you wearing?" Ikora asks with her eyebrows raised and her hand stretched across here chin.
"This is only what I found in my locker" I say, with Zavala looking at me like I had gone completely insane.
"Really?" Cayde-6 questions. "Was that really in your locker?"
"Yes." my ghost chimes in, adamantly at that.
"Ok then."
I walked back up the steps from the hall and saw a large crowd of Guardians and city civilians alike, all watching something I couldn't see just yet. "What's going on here?" I asked a civilian, to which they responded "there's a fight between a Titan and a Hunter. It's pretty tense right now, you should keep watching" he continued, but I pushed through the crowd to see the Titan kneeling on top of the Hunter, smacking his fists into the latter's face. "The Hunter smacked his hand into the Titans face, and reached for a glass jar on a crate within arm's reach. He grabbed the jar and as soon as the Titan looked back at his opponent, the jar shattered on his skull, knocking him out cold.
I start to walk towards the tower hangar to get information on what my ship needs, but am stopped by the hunter from before shouting for me. "Get the fuck back here you fucking scumbag!" I hear him say. I turn around and shoot him a dirty look, indicating to him that I do not like him, to which he also shouted "Fuck you! Asshole!" I walk back towards him and punch him hard in the stomach, under his ribcage, causing him to fall on the ground, wheezing. I could see his friends rush over to him, lying on the floor, struggling for air as his group carried him to the infirmary. They all walked away, glancing in fear, looking at what I was wearing.
"Ghost, why does everyone here look at me like I'm a monster?" I asked the somewhat sentient AI. It may be your armour. It has connections with that warlock Osiris, who I have mentioned before."
"We should go to the hangar now. I need to check what I need."
Why was the gunsmith so quiet? Did something happen to him? "Here. Take this. Bolt-action sniper rifle, kills from the waist up. I call it the Locus. But don't tell anyone I gave it to you. Especially Shaxx." the Gunsmith said. "Why?" "It can kill other Guardians in the crucible in the waist and up. Others would call this cheating. Also, take this sidearm. It''s known as the MR6. Has very high damage. Usually a 3-shot kill in the crucible."
I get in my ship and head towards 'Old Russia', specifically the area of the Cosmodrome. My Ghost 'transmatted' me out of the ship, onto a mound with a large lake behind it. "A Guardian's ship was shot down here recently. We should head there to see if I can cull the transmissions" my ghost says, and I run down the hill, my robes trailing behind me. I could see the crashed jumpship ahead, guarded by 4 Fallen troops, and 1 drone robot.
"A shank? Isn't that another word for stab?" I asked my ghost. "Several hundred years ago, yes, it would have. But this is 2765. No-one will kill each other now, even if they hated each other." it told me.
I placed the visor of my helmet to the scope of the sniper rifle that the gunsmith had given me, the nose of the jackal on top of the helmet pushing the zoom of the scope further in so I could see the enemies better. I placed my right hand on the bolt, and pushed it into place, shoving one round into the chamber. I gripped the twisted barrel of the gun with my left hand, and placed my right hand's index finger on the trigger and pulled it back towards me.
Instantly, the gun shot back forcefully and let out an almost ear-splitting noise, forcing my right arm up and back, cocking the bolt and leaving me to push it back into place. The large hollow point round pierced through the 'Vandal's' chest, and forcing its way out of the other side of its ribs. I pushed the bolt into place again and pulled the trigger, with the second vandal dropping dead to the floor, having its leg forcefully ripped from its body. The third vandal tried to evade me by laying prone on the floor, keeping itself as low as possible.
It didn't work.
I pushed the bolt back into the rifle, chambering another round, and fired, the bullet piercing its helmet and ether canisters, sending ether all over the snowy ground where it and its organic comrades had once stood. The 'shank' robot flew around sporadically, beeping and attempting to alarm nearby Fallen, but the bullet from my sniper rifle flew into its eyepieces, splitting it in two, exposing its mechanical insides. I continued down the hill to the crashed, and my ghost materialised out of my helmet, quickly scanning the ship's exposed electronics. "The last transmission states the Guardians set up a navigational hub here. Down in the tunnels below."
"Well, we've got to find what is in there" I said running towards the tunnels, my boots making distinct imprints in the snow asit crunched below me.
This chapter is significantly longer than anything else I've written, so enjoy :^)
Kaizen is my warlock character from the game, if you have any character suggestions leave them in the reviews. Also, review honestly please, I'd like to know where to improve :^)
I know the first part of this chapter is sub-par, there was a long time between starting the chapter and finishing it.
I don't own Destiny, rights to Bungie and Activision and stuff.
