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"Hay guys back with another one, can't say that this will be an action packed one. Just a lot of talking in this one so get ready for dat. However, da boz and Iz got something that you guys are going to like, I just know it! And those of you who are wondering about the upcoming new subclass don't worry they will most likely be in the story as well.
Now how about some guest reviews.
Raven: Indeed
Ghostly: Yeah the Last City is going to have better defenses, however if I may say I think the whole Red Legion invasion is a little bit of BS given that they said in the lore that the Traveler was protecting the Last City from attack for something of the like. But hey for all we know the Traveler let them capture it.
Guest 1: Can't say they will be coming any quicker as I am back in college and that sucks up a good amount of time.
Guest 2: here is your more, just don't go crazy alright.
Endocyclopes: Oh if only I had that kind of power. Being able to hold the next chapter hostage until the Devs over at Bungy did what I wanted for the game. Can't say the game WOULD be better than it is but it would be different.
Help: Can't say that taking a trip over to Brazil is in my budget. We have been having to cut back on some things… or I can get off my lazy ass and write a true fiction novel and get that stuff published.
Alright guts that's all of them let's get into it.
I glared at the wish granting shapeshifter memories from the Great Ahamkara Hunt flooding back to the forefront of my mind. While I was much stronger than I was during the Great Hunt I was still hesitant at the thought of going toe to toe with an Ahamkara given how unpredictable these things were. Some could control the elements around them while others could tear into the very fabric of reality, and that was not even getting into their wish granting abilities. But an Ahamkara's true power came in their intelligence and cunning, as they were known to bend the most vague of wishes to benefit them in the long run.
While I was not too far into an Ahamkara's wish granting abilities I do remember some warlock going on about how Ahamkara's wish granting abilities were somewhat limited as they drew some of the power needed to do it from the wisher. So, I would be having to choose my words carefully and be sure not to say the words I, wish, and for, and in that order less I have a big problem on my hands.
The Ahamkara choose to take on the shape of a brown western dragon. Its size was roughly that of two Fallen dropships and about as wide as a house. As it came out of the trees I noted that its walk had an air of superiority to it, its head held high, its wings slightly out, and the slight way in its step.
"What do you want, creature?" I hissed at it backing up slightly, Metis was holding onto me, somewhat possessively as well.
The Ahamkara looked over me with a curious eye, then smiled at me. "We have not met before, yet your hate for me is that of one who is familiar with me. Or at least those who are like me. I wonder how do you know of me? Oh, hatter mine."
"Through years of hunting." I growled at it. "Your kind is not welcomed on this planet; I suggest you take your plans elsewhere."
"Such it would have been if you and yours had not gained our attention." The Ahamkara replied with amusement in its voice clear as day. "You are like The Gardiner, but you are different. The Eliksni were never given such gifts. What makes your race different, why were you given such a great gift?"
"What are the Eliksni?" Metis asked quietly.
"Later." I whispered back before addressing the Ahamkara again. "Not for me to say but our predicament remains the same, you are not welcome here and I cannot allow you to wander our world unchecked."
Its smile only got bigger. "Do you have audacity to wish for my death?"
"Wishing implies that I am unable to end you." I aimed my shotgun at its head. "I know I can kill you."
'Let's not find out though.' Sid commented.
'Lets just hope it buys my bluff.' I answered back.
The Ahamkara's eyes bore into me looking for anything that would give it some insight to my abilities. I returned the stare ready to deploy a Ward of Dawn and jump at the demanded shapeshifter. Our stare down lasted for about a minute before the Ahamkara relented and backed away.
"Perhaps you could kill me, perhaps I could kill you. But that is a question I will not tempt just yet. Maybe there will come a time when you need to make a wish, and I shall be waiting for you." The Ahamkara then opened its wings and took to the air. I watched it leave heading straight up most likely back into the void of space.
With the threat gone I lowered my weapon and turned to Metis. She was still watching the sky as if she could still see the shapeshifter leaving. After a moment she looked back down at me, she did not need to speak for me to know the questions had on her mind.
"That was an Ahamkara, a race of shapeshifting, wish granting creatures." I said holstering my shotgun on my back. "They are not a race to mess with as they are scheming bastards who will take advantage of you at any chance. I suggest forgetting about this encounter with one and be careful of people if they seem… off to you. Ahamkara can take the form of humans just as easily as a dragon."
"But what if it comes back with more of its kind?" She asked. "You sound like they are next to impossible to destroy."
"They are tricky to kill but it's not impossible to bring one down." I replied turning back towards the horizon. 'After all I have killed eleven myself.'
"Then how are you going to fight them?"
"For now nothing, we have other things that require our attention." I started to walk off but Metis was not following me. I had a feeling she would not unless I have the go ahead. Turing back to her I spoke again. "And if what you said about overthrowing these titans is true, then I think we could make a deal that would be mutually beneficial."
As soon as I finished, I found myself in another bone crushing hug. If I was not a titan then there was no doubt in my mind I would have been crushed to death.
"And you're advocating for this titaness?" Osiris asked after I had finished explaining what had happened with Metis and the Ahamkara. "Are you sure she can be trusted?"
"Didn't you make friends with that "titan" too? The one holding up the "sky"?" I replied to the warlock.
"I would not call us friends, nor do I plan on asking him for help in our business." Osiris retorted.
"Come on Osiris, she is partially begging to help us, and she is great with the kids. I know for a fact that kids are not your strong suit."
"I can handle children just fine." Osiris countered crossing his arms.
"There is a difference between handling and caring for Osiris." His ghost said appearing and disappearing after she finished speaking.
"I agree with Sagira." Orion added.
"But the point here is that she can help us, and she knows about these Greek god guys better than anyone else. Getting her help would be a great bonus to us." I started to bring the topic back to the titaness in question.
"I have to agree with Slim here Osiris, these books can only give us so much information. Having someone with hands-on experience would be useful to us." Orion joined in setting the book about the Greek gods on the table. "Besides, she might know a few people who can help us out."
Orion considered his words. Even if we could take down these Olympians there were still more of them than there were of us. Now with the Ahamkara wandering around things were only going to get more problematic. If we did not have the numbers to deal with these threats then sooner or later we would be forced on the defensive.
"Call her in and we will see if she is useful." Osiris ordered a little bit of his time as the Vanguard leader coming out.
I nodded and set out Sid to get Metis. Minutes later the titaness entered the room and gave us a nervous smile. Since we returned to our base, she chose to wear something more up to date changing her silk robes to more of a business dress. She gave Orion an inquisitive look almost as if she recognized him but in the end chose not to comment on it. She gave me a warm smile and I returned one in politeness. Osiris on the other hand did not give her any indication of his feelings towards her, just a plan stare.
"Your call for me?" Metis asked, the nervousness in her voice apparent.
"We have considered your request to join us," Osiris began. "And we have chosen to hear what you can do to assist us. Spare no detail and leave nothing out."
Metis swallowed a lump in her throat. "My name is Metis, I am the titaness of prudence, good council, planning, advice, craftiness and wisdom. I once aided the now named Greek gods in overthrowing the titans that once ruled this planet, as such I can assist you in any plan you have for this world or beyond. I cannot say that I am a fighter as I have never picked up a weapon in my life nor can I say I am very strong when compared to the other titans even the weaker ones. But I am up for it in my planning and counseling skills. I could give you advice on your plans."
"What do you know about these Greek gods?" Osiris asked as soon as she finished as if her words meant nothing to him.
Metis face fell and she looked down. "I have been in Zeus' stomach for a long time and much has changed and I fear my knowledge on them is outdated to say the least." She paused for a moment as she thought back on her knowledge. Her eyes got wider for a moment to remember someone. "But there is one who has the information you seek and he may be willing to help you in your cause as well!"
"And who is this person?" Orion asked.
"His name is Prometheus, he is a titan like me," Metis spoke happily as if she had just been expected to join them. "He created mor- humans and has been helping them whenever he has been able to. If you can find him and tell him of your goals, I am sure he will lend his aide to you."
We looked at each other. While the titan known as Atlas told them about these Greeks, Metis made it seem like this Prometheus would be more than willing to help us. And with the Ahamkara's arrival in the system we would need to deal with these Greeks or at least force them to leave us alone while we prepared for The Travelers arrival.
"Do you know where this Prometheus guy is?" Orion asked.
Metis' face fell again. "I do not know his current location nor do I know where he might have gone but maybe the other titans might know."
"Then I will pay Atlas another visit." Osiris said idly.
I smiled at the warlock knowingly. "So, is she in?"
Osiris sighed before nodding reluctantly. Metis seeing this ran over to me and pulled me into another bone crushing hug. After a few frantic moments of telling her it was ok, and she did not need to break my bones she let me go.
"So now that you're in I guess there is no point in hiding the full truth of our little party here." Orion said, looking to Osiris and I for confirmation. I was ok with it, if she was going to be working with us she needed to know what she was dealing with. Osiris gave the hunter a hard look but nodded his head, after all to keep things from her now would be a problem in the future, and he knew it. "You see we are from the future."
She gave us a surprised look which quickly turned to skepticism, but she did not say anything.
"We come from a future where humanity was uplifted by a being we call the Traveler. Under the Traveler's care humanity entered a Golden Age were we as a species flourished in all subjects. Human life spans were tripled, our general intelligence increased, and so forth. Our technology reached new heights we thought impossible and we colonized just about every planet in the solar system."
"Wait, every planet? But, some are barren and devoid of life." Metis interrupted but also extremely interested in what the warlock was saying.
"You would be correct however the Traveler did more than uplift humanity. When humanity had discovered the Traveler it was in Mars' orbit, when humanity finally sent a group of astronauts to Mars they found that not only did it have an atmosphere but it was also raining."
Metis' eyes went wide as she connected the dots that Osiris was drawing.
"The Traveler was terraforming Mars, and soon after that the Traveler uplifted humanity and terraformed just about all the other planets in our solar system." Osiris continued grimly
"It sounds so wonderful." Metis observed the grimace in Osiris' voice as it began to dawn on her. "No,-"
Picking up on where she was going Orion continued off. "Yup, our Golden Age would come to an end and we were none the wiser until death was standing at our door. From recovered records we know that the Traveler was in the process of terraforming the moon Io. When it suddenly stopped and rushed back to Earth."
"That's when humanity learned the Traveler had an enemy. An enemy we dubbed the Darkness," Orion continued. "and humanity would find itself in a fight for its right to exist."
"Something you should understand Metis." Osiris commanded. "Humanity was not just making advancements in its civil technology, but also in its weapons. During Humanities' Golden Age they had created weapons that are like firecrackers compared to the weapons of today. When the darkness attacked and its "followers" with it, it swept through those weapons like they were toy guns."
Metis' face began to pale.
"The darkness' "followers' ' swept through our system destroying everything in their way. What took us generations to build was brought down in a few months' time. Humanity fought them with everything we had but it was only when the Traveler joined the fight did we start to see some success. However it was all for not when the Darkness itself entered our system. The Traveler battled the Darkness in our system and managed to repel it but was heavily injured in the fighting. With its last breath the Traveler gave humanity one last gift before it went into a sleep like state. Millions of small drones appeared around the Traveler and began to fly throughout the ruins of humanity.``
"These drones would be later called Ghosts." I added as our ghost appeared alongside us. "However, Humanity was now living in the ruins of its Golden Age. Thus, beginning humanity's Dark Age, a time of lawlessness and great evil. While the Ghost searched for those who could wield the Traveler power, now called Light, as weapons, humanity tried to survive in the shadow of its former self. But humanity's troubles were far from over as a race of mostly four armed humanoids arrived in our system and began looting and pillaging anything and everything that they could find. We would call these aliens The Fallen as they too had been visited by the Traveler and had been chasing it ever since it left them."
"The Fallen would come to destroy many human settlements, killing, and in some cases eating, the people that lived there. With little defenses left they slaughtered many innocent people unopposed."
"Then came an empire called The Cabal, a war like race that would enslave any useful race into their military or simply wipe out others. They too would begin laying waste to anyone who stood in their way. Soon after another race called The Hive would invade our solar system claiming Earth's moon as their own. However, this race unlike the others killed because of their hatred of life and worshiped death above all else."
"It was also around this time The Ghosts would find beings capable of wielding the Traveler power, but with no purpose many would become warlords ruling over the lands they had with an iron fist. These people would become known as risen as they were risen from the dead."
"Wait, risen from the dead?" Metis questions looking at each of us.
I nodded. "The large majority of risen used to be dead before their ghost would raise them, hence the name. We are no different, each of us were nothing more in skeletons before our ghost revived us."
She looked at us with a new sense of amazement, no doubt a thousand questions were swimming through her mind at the moment. However, I choose to continue on with our history lesson.
"After years of these risen warlords making an even bigger mess of the place two groups began to emerge from the risens' numbers. The biggest of the two were called the Iron Lords; those risen who declared that their purpose was to protect humanity from any who would see it harmed. The second was called the Old Guard, a much smaller group of risen with a similar goal but choice to protect a settlement growing underneath the sleeping traveler. Orion and I were among their numbers."
"The Iron Lords would rage war against these risen warlords, those that did not surrender and join them were destroyed. The normal humans would be sent to better developed settlements nearby for protection. After years of fighting the risen warlords Iron Lord scouts would come across the settlement growing under the Traveler. They would come to discover that Traveler, even in its weakened state, would admit an aura of protection and anything growing in the area around it was "bless" so to speak."
"After a short confrontation between the Old Guard and the Iron Lords, the Iron Lord's current leaders agreed to meet with the Old Guard's leaders with the Speaker, a Risen who spoke for the Traveler. They came to an agreement that humanity would start rebuilding underneath the Traveler. Survivors of the Collapse would travel from far and wide to the site of the inactive Traveler and build the Last City beneath its protective aura. Since then humanity has been struggling to survive."
"During one of our patrols Orion and I came across one of our enemies performing some sort of test. After destroying their forces they activated one of their defenses and sent us back in time. Now we plan to prevent humanity's fall."
"Knowing this Metis," Osiris spoke, staring the titaness down. "are you still willing to work with us?"
She looked down and thought over what she had heard. The room was quiet for a few moments before she spoke. "If what you say is true than this Darkness is coming no matter what I do, I would rather do my best to prevent the destruction it brings rather than hide. Besides, I owe you a great debt for freeing me." She finishes looking at me.
"Then welcome to our little group Metis!" Orion said happily.
The sound of gunfire echoed through the air. Such echoes have been going off since daybreak. It had been a few months since Metis joined us and her help was already beginning to bear fruit. She was able to set up a network of informants in the supernatural world giving us a steady flow of tactical movement of monster forces and events. With this information and a little help from Atlas Osiris has been tracking down this Prometheus guy.
Orion has been hunting down monsters in the area as they seemed not to get the message that this was a no monster zone. He has also taken a few trips out of the county, what he was looking for or doing he never mentioned to me, but I wasn't one to pry.
I on the other hand have been training the new recruits. After the months dedicated to getting their bodies into shape, we were finally able to move onto combat training. Today they were practicing their marksmanship and gun maintenance with Sid. I also took up a "real name" as Osiris called it. Keeping with the First name starting with O in our team I took the name Onyx. The others took to it quietly and Osiris stopped referring to me by my title.
I looked over to the targets down range to see how the recruits were doing. Sevro was proving himself to be the best shot of our current roster. Life on the streets were really starting to pay off for that boy as he had only missed his target a total of five times out of the fifty or so shots he had taken since he began this set. He was also proving to be one hell of a scrapper as he was not afraid to fight dirty.
Osiris' recruits started to get the hang of it as they had never picked up a gun in their lives until now. But once they figured out that the bullets came out of the slim end and learned to reload on a sensible time scale, they were starting to show improvement. During the hand to hand combat training they were more punching bags than fighters as, again, it was the first fist fight they had ever been in. They spent more time on their backs than they did on their feet, but they were to be warlocks, so I guess such a thing was to be expected.
The sound of cursing drew my attention to Oliva. She was struggling in the marksmanship department. Her target had only suffered nine hits since she started her set, and it was not for lack of trying as I watched her go through all the proper motions for hitting a target. It was almost like the poor girl was under a curse that doomed her to poor accuracy. However, she was making up for this in her hand to hand combat skills. As it stood now, she was the only one who could give Servo a run for his money, but the nasty little scrapper was still able to come out on top more times than not.
Letting a smile come to my face I walked over to Oliva's fire position. She was using the common auto rifle Sid provided from his data stores. While leagues above what you would find in the world today it still was at the bottom of the list when it came to guardian class weapons. It could be that she just wasn't using the weapon and was best for her.
"Stow your weapon Oliva." I ordered coming up behind her.
She looked behind her to look at me for a moment before clicking on the safety, ejecting the mag, then pulled back the hammer to remove the chambered round left over. She set the weapons down and stared at it for a moment.
"I am trying my best." She started clenching her hand into a fist. "I followed all your instructions yet I cant hit a thing."
"Sometimes it's not the person but the equipment." I replied by putting a hand on her shoulder.
"A bad workman always blames his tools." Oliva quoted bitterly blaming herself for her inaccuracy.
"True, but like many things that is not always the case." I reply before asking Sid to give me one of my… less used weapons.
An auto rifle from before the Red War appeared in my hands. The end of the rifle was stained by blood as well as a healthy number of spikes on the barrel. There was also a combat knife mounted underneath the barrel like a bayonet. There were also the skull carvings on the side of the weapon, like someone had craved them into the frame to mark its kill count. The weapon also admitted an ominous aura that Oliva picked up on. She turned towards me and backed up clearly surprised by the weapon's sudden appearance.
"What is that?" She asked slightly frightened.
"This is called Red Death," I said holding the weapon sideways. "It's a pulse rifle with a less than… saintly construction. Its maker is rumored to have been a warlock whose theories on the Darkness got him banished and be labeled as mad. He tried to copy a tactic one of our enemies used when making this weapon. I guess you can say it worked. Killing things with this weapon restores you in more ways than one."
I dismissed the weapon back to my inventory.
"This weapon will not be with you forever Oliva." I said gesturing to the auto rifle she was using. "There are many weapons out there and many more yet to be constructed. You will find a weapon that is meant for you, and when you find it." I summoned one of my other weapons, one that I had found a long time ago, and pointed it at the target. A few rounds cracked from the rifle, each round hitting its mark. "You will find yourself hitting your mark every time."
"Hey Sl-Onyx." Orion's voice came over the comms. "You might want to get up to the east side of the base we got incoming."
Hehe, any guess who that might be? Hehehehe! Anyways the crew and I have been talking. Is there anyone from the Destiny universe you would like to see coming back in time with a current group? So far Saint and Lord Shaxx are being talked about, if you guys have any ideas feel free to throw them our way. Also if you could also throw some reasons in with your suggestion then only helps your case for getting them in the story.
But that's all we got today from me today, readers! I am Slim A Lou Prime with da crew, R.O.W., Rogue, Snek, Crusader, and a new addition Czechus.
God bless and for the love of God can we get more poll votes. We are inconclusive right now and I would like to know that you guys think.