Just a quick grammatical fix is all.

I walked over the snow dusted ground with the handcannon my ghost retrieved from the meeting room forward and at the ready, waiting for someone to come after me.
I tried to do both the strange freeze time thing and the wall run but neither had been successful. So, with slow feet and sharp eye, I tread across the snow and dirt until I came across the marker that my ghost had put down, it was the entrance to the Cosmodrome.
"Well, back to the beginning." I kicked the door in and held my handcannon aloft while switching its tactical light to on and a bright beam of illumination hit the area ahead of me.
"So, where- oh god damn it." My ghost disappeared again, this was getting really annoying.

Sighing I just followed the white marker on my mini-map silently and that's when I saw a small red blip behind me on it. So I turned a corner and shrouded myself in my cloak, activating it's cloaking ability.

PERSPECTIIIIIVES!

I snuck quietly, stopping when I got a tad bit too close, hoping that his motion tracker didn't catch me when he turned a corner. Creeping silently around it, making sure that he wasn't looking, I walked past a small crevice and felt a knife pressed to my throat.

The other guy

The cloaked figure walked past my hiding place after momentarily dropping off of my mini-map and as soon as they were to my right I lunged out and pressed my blade to their throat.
"Who are you?" When they didn't answer I pressed the knife a little deeper.
"Whoa, whoa, is this how you repay someone for ramen?" Cayde asked with just a hint of humor. I pulled my knife away and pushed him before bringing my gun up.
"Hey, what's with the hardware? I just got here." He quoted me while doing a bad impersonation of my voice.
"After the whole incident back there I'm not too inclined to trust the you people. For all I know you're scouting me and relaying my location." I gripped the gun just a little tighter.
"You must not have had many friends." He put his hands down, "honestly? I am looking for you but not for the Vanguard. After all, they did order a 'capture or kill on sight' command to the entire tower and they wouldn't let me out of the tower even if you were numero uno on their hit list." I lowered my gun.
"How did you track me?"
"The trail of ship parts was a pretty good indicator." Damn. "But don't worry, I collected them and made sure I wasn't followed."
"Why did you follow me?"
"Well, as I see it, you are the only one that can save this world, apparently. So we kind of need you and I don't think that you want to battle an archon without backup and even then. So, I got you this from a nearby stash of mine." He held out a small, white, cylindrical object. A jump drive.
"Why? I'm sure that this would fetch a good price back at the city." It was true. Jump drives were scarce and expensive when I was alive and probably became scarcer after the collapse and this one was in near perfect condition.
"Probably, but like I said, but I have enough glimmer and you'll need this to so we can get to the moon."
"We?" I had no problem going to the moon, I had a good bit of money stored up for a three week vacation on the moon. How I knew this and not my name I had no clue.

"Yeah. Considering that it's infested with Fallen and Hive you'll want another gun at your back. Plus I did kinda defy a direct order from Zavala so I'm a sort of fugitive as well." A small click went off to their left.
"And you said you weren't tracked." I said with an exasperated sigh.
"This is Kamra, guardian of the city. Requesting back up in the Old Russia Cosmodrome." A static reply came in.
"Request... sending... ETA... two minutes." The reply was broken up and hard to understand through the static.
"I don't suppose you could, you know, let us go?" I asked with a hint of dry humor.
"Shut up." Her voice was clipped and even, much like a machine although I couldn't tell through the speaker they were using to speak without using the radio.
"Don't worry, I got this," he whispered this to me before walking over to the guardian. "Look, I know you're just doing you're job but could you just, you know, let us go? I could make it worth your while..." he didn't say it but the fact that he was offering a bribe was quite obvious. The woman's reply displayed her obvious contempt.
"Are you trying to bribe a guardian of the city?"
"Not exactly. Let's call it a favor, shall we?" He displayed his wrist mounted computer that had a large number on it and the 'transfer currency' option open. They looked at the screen with a quick glance but it was enough. After a brief hesitation they reached towards the WMC and input the name of their account. With the quick input of a numerical code the funds were transferred and they stepped to the side, signaling that we could go.

"Sorry," I said as I walked past them, "but we have to make it as realistic as possible." I swung my pistol into the back of their skull and dragged them into the small niche that I had been hiding in to get the jump on Cayde.
"Damn. That's cold."
"Yeah, but I could have shot them." I said with a shrug.
"True. Now, let's get the hell out of here and-"
"Not so fast." It was the person that had been checking on me in the hospital wing who's voice confirmed their voice as a woman.
"Jesus Christ. Could we just go five minutes, just five, without something going wrong?" I asked, a tone of exasperation in my voice.
"Not quite, I was hoping to join you." Her voice held the excitement of a teenager that's been locked up in their room for three days with nothing to do.

Me and Cayde shared looks of confusion.
"What?" We asked at the same time.
"The Tower is soooo boring. Besides, you probably need someone to heal you up? Don't you? I noticed how your head is fine. That metal skeleton is quite impressive, although you'll want to avoid arc energy without proper protection." She said this so fast that I almost couldn't understand her. "I also noticed how the wound was bleeding Hive excretions. What's up with that?"
"Later, right now we have five more ships that just broke atmosphere. We need to move." It was Cayde's ghost.

We ran to the exit, my ghost flying ahead of me and installing the drive with a few hasty modifications. He nodded an affirmative and disappeared, signaling that I was good to go.
"What's our destination?" It was the person that tagged along.
"The moon." I replied as I hopped in the cockpit.
"Nope, Mars." I gave Cayde a look of confusion. "The Vanguard are betting on you going to the moon so they set up several traps and scouts up there for you." I nodded. "Mars it is then."

As my ghost input the coordinates for Mars in I locked my helmet in and hoped to high heaven and low-down hell that the drive would get me there.

Ok, here's another update and I'd like to say, I have a profile on Wattpad under the same user name. Next thing, If you guys could leave a review or two I'm sure that it would help the story-

FUCK ME! GET THE FUCK OUT YOU COCKSUCKING SON OF A BITCH!

Ok. *Jumps out still broken window*

Jesus fucking Christ ass raping me seven ways to Sunday. I hate that fucking asshole. Anyways, I don't have an account on Wattpad so yeah, more lies.