The layers of rusted metal and the odd, misplaced fog covered any noise that could have escaped into the crisp night air of the cosmodrome. Within the fog, disfigured members of various races shambled around the rooms, head hanging sideways, looking for the two they were meant to kill. Also within that fog, were two guardians, their light disproportionately small against the Darkness they faced, sitting in the rafters, hiding from the abominations lurking below. The younger of the two was contemplating sacrificing herself while the newer of the two tried to talk her out of it. The woman jumped down out of the rafters before the man could stop her and, without a second, the King summoned more of the Taken abominations. Now was my own time to act. Save the guardians so their light could be used to fight another day. While my fireteam descended on the Taken King's throne, I descended upon his works.
Frost-
Melody had told me to run when she jumped down, but a hail of bullets followed her descent, lulling back to the pained breaths of my friend on the ground. Then, as I started to look over the rafters at Melody, I heard the strangest of sounds. Whispering and footsteps from the stairwell under me. I looked down at Melody's battered body to see a shimmer of electrostatic energy pulling her back towards the stairwell. Quietly falling to the ground, I quickly made my way to the stairwell, unsure of whether the ghastly assailants were still wandering. As I made it into the stairwell and up the stairs, our savior broke his silence with a quiet sizzle of arc energy.
"Take her and meet me at the tower. I'll be near the New Monarchy's main hub." And with another quick sizzle, the man disappeared. I knelt down and lifted Melody by her arms, and Fira transmatted us to my ship, for the journey back to the tower.