A/N: Once again I don't own Destiny. Bungie and Activision do. My characters are mine though. Also, an OC from In His Footsteps will show up this chapter and probably next one. I hope this one turned out better and I am improving. Thanks and review please!
CH 2: I want to feel that power surge
The ruins of what had been dubbed the 'Shattered Dome' stretched out before a single Warlock. His robes billowing slightly in the small breeze across the Martian surface. The scout rifle in his hands was held in a loose grip as he, well his Ghost, analyzed the body of the Cabal Psion his fireteam had caught out in the open.
"Seems like it was just a scout." The Ghost informed the group.
"Well damn, I was hoping we had come across a large patrol or something." A female voice announced with distaste. "I mean, we have a bounty for a whole weapons caravan and only find this bullshit." Her distaste was punctuated with a swift kick to the dead Psion.
The Warlock looked over his shoulder to the small Titan woman. Shaking his head he returned to looking at the broken Dome before them. Something was telling him that he needed to go there, and find out what had happened. What that place actually used to be called, and how many of those people had escaped their dooms there.
"Well quit whining, I got some movement closer to the Dome." A third voice cut into his thoughts. "It's small and quick. I think it's a Ghost."
"Well where is it's Guardian?" The woman asked again. Her heavy helmet swiveled back towards the other man, a Hunter. Who only responded with a shrug.
"Well," began the Warlock, "Ghosts only go out alone for one reason." He called out his Sparrow and mounted up. "To find their Guardians. So let's go." He sped off without even waiting for the other two.
"Wait! Damnit Sushi! Get back here!" The woman yelled before turning to the Hunter and pointing in the direction of the Warlock. "Entity! We have to after that dumbass!"
"We have a bounty to complete, Joanna. So we'll let the Warlock do his thing, I don't want to waste too much time on this." The Hunter shook his head and hefted his sniper rifle as he trudged down the other side of the dune.
Joanna roared in frustration before grabbing her own sniper rifle off her back and following after Entity.
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The light of the sun reflected dimly off of the grime covered Ghost. It may have been born of pure Light, but it didn't have a Guardian to dedicate itself too. This led to it leading a never ending search for someone to follow and aid against the Darkness. This troubled the Ghost.
"No… I know you are around here somewhere…" The Ghost whispered to itself as it entered a shattered prefab building. "I can feel your Light coming from- AH! There you are!" The Ghost exclaimed as it went to analyze what looked to be a skeletal arm with a bit of armor on it.
It spun in place for a moment scanning the surrounding sand and muttering to itself as it seemed to be looking for something else.
"Where is the rest of you?" A pause. "Also, I don't think that one is yours." The Ghost moved away from a fractured skull and began to break apart into separate nodes a into a large light filled sphere. Pulling the different pieces of matter together to start the creation of a body and armor before it.
"You truly are miraculous creatures aren't you?" A voice softly spoke from behind and was followed by padded footsteps.
The Ghost didn't waiver from its mission in trying to piece back together the remains of the now forming Guardian. The bones clicked into place as muscle and sinew began to form over them, and the body was growing. Larger than the Ghost had anticipated, and his thoughts were voiced by the Guardian who watched the whole ordeal.
"You sure you are putting one person back together? Or is it two?" The mechanical voice let the Ghost know he was dealing with an Exo. By the sound of the inquisition behind him, a Warlock most likely.
"I'm certain; he is just larger than most other, uhhh, people."
There was a huff of breath and the two different machine's attentions were brought back to the now armored being that was drawing first breath in this new life.
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It was as if nothing had happened. The local news was playing over the Trans-Net and a tac-pad sat in front of him with his augmentee orders. An army detachment? He may have scored well with the field exams in simulators aboard a few ships he worked on, but actual duty now? Alien invaders everywhere and they want to put a salty sailor on the ground? He chuckled to himself.
Sudden noises from somewhere else in the home drew his attention away from the pad in front of him. He watched silently as two little blond girls came careening into the room around the corner. One of them slid across the floor in a panic as her socks refused purchase. The other one took advantage of this and latched onto one of his legs.
"Papa! Papa! Papa! She said I can't see mama! She is lying!" They both began yelling at the same time. One of them clearly frustrated and the other distraught.
"I don't care what either of you said, now behave, the ship leaves early tomorrow, are you finished packing?" His tone was exasperated and he looked up at the ceiling briefly as if saying, "Lord why now?"
"I finished!" The second girl spoke up. Her blond ponytail bobbing up and down vigorously.
The other one just shook her head and her ponytail swung into her twin sister. Causing the two to start squabbling all over again. He silenced them with a hand on each of their heads.
"Melissa, stop making your sister cry, and go help her pack. You both are going to go see momma, and you may be staying at your nan's for a little longer than I told you." He smiled at them and they both took off running.
When he turned back to look at the news he heard a high pitched screech and his heart nearly stopped. His head whipped around and that's when things stopped making sense. The wall between the hallway and kitchen had been blown out and he could see the sand of Mars piling up inside.
"Melissa! Erica! Where are you!" He yelled out and launched to his feet, a rifle appearing in his arms.
Cabal. He saw them standing by his daughters. They weren't doing anything, but talking in their squawking voices. He let out a yell as he launched himself at them, but one of them was ready as it tackled him back to the ground. The other one began to squawk again, in English?
"Keep him from thrashing about! He'll tear himself apart!"
"I really think you put some extra bits in on this one! Or something on backwards!" The one on him yelled back. Why did it sound like an Exo?
A panicked voice rang out in his mind, they were in his home! His head swiveled and he saw his girls take off into the winds of the dunes.
"No! Don't! I have to get to them!" He yelled out as he wrestled with the Psion.
"Calm down! Get to who- Oof!" The Psion was cut off as he felt a fist crash into his chest and then his face and was sent sprawling to the side.
This was the opening he needed, his man's thoughts were all in shorthand. Get the girls away, breath, left hand, right foot, right hand, left foot, and repeat. It carried on this way until he rolled out of the ruined building and his momentum carried him down a dune and landing on his chest. With a heavy grunt he pushed himself up and unsteadily got to his feet and took off at a shaky run towards the Dome.
"Wait! Guardian! Come back!" The other Psion cried out as the man took off. Seeing as he wasn't returning, he took off after the newly revived human.
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Joanna pushed the last of the Legionnaires to the ground as it bled out and looked over the massacre that had occurred. She let out a contented sigh as she admired her handiwork for the day.
"Hey, I got a lock on where Sushi went." Entity spoke up from where he leaned against his Sparrow. "He left his beacon on and is close to the Dome. Looks like he is about to enter it actually."
"Well fucking stop him! There are Vex and Cabal in there as far as we know." She stomped her way over to Entity. "Don't you dare say he isn't our problem, you suggested we bring him along because he was a damn good shot. But he is a Warlock, he wouldn't last ten seconds in there alone."
The Hunter considered her claims closely before shrugging and pulling out his Ghost. He let it encrypt the channel before speaking to it.
"Hey Sushi, you satisfy your curiosity yet?" He asked dully.
"He's getting away, Warlock!"
"I know that! How come you can't control your own Guardian?"
Entity looked up at Joanna and he could 'feel' the bewildered look she was giving the Ghost in his hand for the transmission. He suppressed his own sigh as he decided to repeat himself. This time Sushi heard him.
"Oh yeah, it's satisfied, plus my jaw seems to be unhinged too!" The other Exo yelled into the broadcast. "The asshole punched me as soon as he saw me! But he went running into the Shattered Dome! We have to get him out before he gets torn to pieces!"
Entity sighed as he cut the feed and mounted his Sparrow. Joanna did the same and the two blasted off across the wasteland to find the Warlock and the baby Guardian who was causing him so many problems.
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It was dark in here, but it didn't matter, the location was familiar to him. After winding his way through several hallways and finally settling to slide down a wall in what appeared to be a small pub back when people lived here. The man began to think, and something was wrong.
"Where did they go? When they'd take off they always came to Dexter's." He asked muttered slowly.
Them more he thought, the more this made less and less sense. The last thing he could remember was a Cabal tank, a rocket launcher and the explosion leading to nothing. But he couldn't remember his name, or figure out why he was still alive. The explosion should have killed him and left nothing but scattered remains left. So why was he chasing his daughters? They should be at their nan's.
In the dim light he looked at his hand, the armored glove was unfamiliar, a different make than he was wearing in the bunker. He clenched his fist and felt a small surge of energy rush through him and towards his hand. He banged his head into the wall as he tried to push himself away and throw the electricity that appeared in his hand.
"What the fuck?!" He cried as he reached up with his other armored hand to feel his right hand. It didn't hurt, no it felt fine, if not even better. His thoughts were brought to a close as he heard boots echoing in the halls and it was followed by subdued voices.
"Are you sure he went this way?" He recognized it from earlier and pressed himself closer to the wall. The Cabal were after him still.
"Yes, Sushi, I make my living mainly tracking and doing things you can't do. Which right now seems to be a lot." This was another one? It sounded a hell of a lot like Romeo, but being Cabal they probably weren't going to be as friendly. He needed a plan.
He edged away from the door frame and peered around the room. He nearly pulled back in shock when he spotted what looked like to be skeletons in the corner. Huddled together in obvious fear. They were only briefly seen as the search lights that were being used moved on.
"Well shit. Split up and search these rooms. I doubt you could even track him in here Entity." A female voice ordered. Cabal had women?
"Who died and made you Queen of the Reef?" The second voice questioned.
"Just fucking do it! The faster we do this the faster we get Sushi out of his search with Twinkles here!" The woman angrily responded.
"I am a Ghost! Not a Twinkles!" That was the other Psion from earlier. He was trapped.
The voices seemed to be drifting closer as well as the lights. Snapping him out of his thought process he looked around quickly and got back to his feet. Racing across the room he vaulted over the bar and right onto a pile of rubble. Creating a clattering that echoed for a solid twenty seconds. As he tried to press himself further into the backside of the bar he felt his hand brush something. Grabbing it he realized it was an auto rifle grip. Pulling on it he heard the rubble shift slightly as the damaged rifle came free, it wasn't pretty but it had a magazine already loaded and at least a third full. He finished inspecting the clip and slid it back in and prepared himself.
"I know I heard something from in here."
"I think you are just paranoid, Joanna."
"No. She is right, I can feel his Light coming from this room. He is hiding in here."
"Thank you, Twinkles. Now can you pinpoint him or are we going to have to dig around here?"
"You won't get that chance." The new Guardian announced to them as he stood up from his hiding place aiming his rifle at the one with a hood and cape.
They all raised their firearms in return at him and an awful silence followed.
Post A/N: Yep, cliffhanger, cause I'm an ass. Well Entity belongs to Reilly.216. So I'll be opening for some OC's here in the near future so prepare your Guardians.