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On the eleventh day of Rise of Iron, my true love gave to me:

Eleven dregs a'dying!

"What are you doing, Guardian?" Came Variks's exasperated sigh over the comms. Alex pinched the bridge of his nose with one hand. They were in the prison of elders, and Sierra was at it again.

"I'm experimenting!" she chirped from her perch on high. They were in the Vex room, and she was up on one of the tower constructs... attempting to build a giant slingshot.

"I am not a patient Eliksni; please, do not mess with my prison. Go back to the airlock. NOW." Sierra hooked her legs over the edge, and let herself hand upside down to look at Carlton with wide, pleading eyes, abandoning the long, stretchy cloth she'd somehow managed to get ahold of.

"You know, I could always just toss you." the Titan insisted. Sierra gasped, one hand over her heart, looking offended.

"Nobody tosses a Hunter!" she declared. A tragic, impatient, rattling sigh, followed by a bang that sounded like Variks had slammed his head on the desk, caused Carlton to shake his head and Alex to throw his hands up in the air frustrated. Carlton gripped Sierra's arms with his hands, and pulled the Nightstalker down forcefully before slinging her over his shoulder.

"OI! I know I can fly! I believe I can fly!" she protested, punching against his back in vain. Carlton strode towards the airlock with a purpose, Alex following behind.

"You know Variks, you ought to Hunter-proof this place." Alex said.

"That is becoming apparent." the scribe replied dryly as Sierra protested loudly to that statement. Carlton plopped her down on the floor of the airlock, where she continued to pout.

"Not blazing guys. Not blazing at all."

They were losing. they were losing bad. Sierra could feel her Dusk Bow calling, begging to be let out and used. But their enemies were scattered, not grouped together; even with Blood Bound recently mastered, it wouldn't do much good.

On the other side of the prison, Alex was struggling against a horde of dregs. Her and Carlton ducked behind the cover of a hallway. Carlton peeked out to lok for Alex.

"We have to get to him!" he declared. Sierra closed her eyes.

"Toss me." she whispered. He looked at her, confused.

"Huh?"

"Toss me." she hissed to him. She let out a small yelp as he picked her up, planting her on his shoulders.

"Have a nice trip!" on the last grunted word, he threw her as hard as he could towards Alex's position. She activated her light in mid-air, using it to propel herself farther, and drew her bow. Aiming it down at the horde that had Alex pinned, she fired, tethering roughly eleven dregs to the spot. She drew again, using the last iota of her light to summon up a solid arrow; it wouldn't tether, there was too little Light left, but it would do some serious damage. She let it fly, and it went through and through one of the dreg's heads, imbedding itself into the ground. The dreg exploded, and the damage from the arrow, connected by the tether, transferred to the rest of her enemies, causing them to die and explode as well.

"Very nice skills, Guardian." Variks praised generously over the comms. She paled.

"Don't tell the Warlock." she whispered.

Okay, aside from being an obvious Lord of the Rings reference ("not the beard!"), this was based on something that happened to me on deviantart. DrAssenov drew a pic of two hunters and a titan, and it looked like the titan was getting ready to throw the Nightstalker, so I typed in a LotR reference. I seriously suggest checking out her art; it's really good!

And I totally failed at updating every day for this, LoL. Now RoI is here, and I look a bit awekward. I've really enjoyed writing this; the response to it has been, quite frankly, AMAZING. No, BLAZING!

Those of you who read Jayfeattheris Awesome's Dysfunctional Fireteam series may have recognized that refence to Fever. Ever since she started using it, me and her now use the word "blazing" on a daily basis. Now, if you haven't ready her destiny series...

WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOING WITH YOUR LIFE!? THIS IS COMEDY WE'RE TALKING ABOUT HERE; TRUE COMEDY! It's really interesting because other than her, I haven't seen any other writers doing fics like hers; an outsider(Prince Uldren) looking in on the lives of these Guardian. Everything else is written from the perspective of a Guardian in this archive(mostly), but it's a unique take on what people on the outside see when they look at these ridiculous warriors of light.

Also, Cayde, Brask and Tevis are blazing. I love the way she writes them!

We'll be dealing with the Trannsmission cootie next time! enjoy!

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