I think I've been writing too much smut recently. I wrote the word 'cum' instead of 'come' several times while writing this. Enjoy!
~MindsandMirrors

We ran as fast as we could to reach our ships while the inhabitants of Mars, the Cabal if I heard correctly, shot at us. I looked back and saw that there was what could only be described as a lynch mob. Hulking brutes with strange rifles that fired what looked like very slow moving fifty caliber bullets, but if what they did to a hunk of old ship plating was a hint as of their power, then I'd rather not be hit by one. So I ran to the waypoint my Ghost had set for the location of our ships, and I just ran as fast as I could. Not a hint of that strange speed from the tower. I pushed that to the side and pulled my pistol from my hip, running backwards I took careful aim at our pursuers and emptied the magazine into the small group, the front planted their shields down, however, and blocked most of the eight shots while the other three took one's helmet off and put two holes in another's chest.

I slammed it into the holster on my back and continued to run. Once we had reached our ships, I heard a hyper-sonic screaming coming from above me. I looked up to see a ship resembling a small frigate come in, raining hell from twin mounted guns on where our ships were. I blanched under my helmet and began running faster. When I came over the last sand dune I saw A) a lot of dead Cabal, B) the lack of exploded ships and C) an extra ship. Do I just have a giant, galactically visible sign on my back sayin 'COME FIND ME'?

I sighed and slid down the steep dune, well, tumbled down would be more accurate but meh, details, details. Either way, when I managed to get to the bottom I was a half second behind the others who had been much more graceful. Cayde chuckled and rolled his glowing eyes before looking back at the newcomer. I expected a hulking brute the size of Vatican City to come barreling down the ramp and instead there was an admittedly large female with a slightly larger machine gun in her hands. She quickly lifted it and fired it above our heads, and due to the death screams I assume that she just killed off our new fan-club.

"Aw man, those guys were starting to grow on me." I mumbled sarcastically. How I was able to joke so casually I just didn't know.
"So, we gonna wait for more of the bastards to show up or are we going to GTFO?" Said the newcomer in a robotic voice that was vaguely familiar. She turned on her heel and I shrugged at the other's and ran to my ship, bag slung over my shoulder clinking with metal on metal.

I tossed it into my ship where it promptly dematerialized and jumped into the cockpit before starting the engines and taking off into orbit, the others right behind me. Once we were at a distance far enough to be considered safe I opened up communications with everyone else.

"So, how's everyone doing?"
"Not so bad, craving some ramen but not bad at all." Replied Cayde quickly. I smirked.
"How 'bout you Sarah? Any bullet wounds we should know about?" I said with a small smile.
"Well, I've got about six quarter-inch holes in my sternum, but otherwise not so bad, how about yourself?" She joked.
"Well, I can't feel anything below the waist and I've got approximately ten pounds of shrapnel in me, but I'm good. And how about you, new girl?" I asked, looking at the newcomer in the small frigate.
"If you idiots could stop joking for half a second I could tell you." She said stiffly. I looked at the two ships on my left and right flown by Cayde and Sarah respectively with my helmet off and shrugged. Cayde responded in kind and Sarah just mimed the universal sign for coo-coo for Cocoa-Puffs. I laughed and sent a waypoint for Deimos to everyone to land at.

Sorry for the shorter chapter, but I promise an extra long chapter next time. Read and review!
~MindsandMirrors