Summary/disclaimer: Time for another chapter of Dusk's Rise. Enjoy the 2900-word chapter. I do not own Destiny, Bungie, and Microsoft do.
(Mars)
Sam thumbed his hand cannon before he looked to the side, too interested in it all before he looked to the side, something about it all made him curious to which he looked to the side.
Sam sighed to think of it when it was all fair and good reason. Raksil, surrounded by several Vandals and Dregs, walked up to him before he thought of his next movement.
Sam sighed before he thought of it once more and then twirled the hand cannon named Nightbane before he thought of it was all too interested in what was growing for now.
Sam thought of his next motion as he heard another set of footsteps before he turned to look to the side as he looked to the side while he clicked his fingers.
Sam wished to be on edge when it came down to it as he looked to the side. They had a LOT of details to do.
"Skolas has soldiers here," Eramis said as she rested her fingers on her weapon, thinking of it when it was all said and done.
She looked to the side as she thought of her next move, she was eager to get to the next fight and help her clan.
Eramis watched as Sam, his cloak was all too purple, amethyst, and flowing in the wind before Sam sighed to himself, his armor cobbled together clicked under him.
Sam seemed to wish her fingers before he looked to the side. Sam spun his gun as they continued to look down at the valley.
"You are waiting for something." Sam seemed to think of it when it was all done now when it was all too much.
Sam seemed to be done with it all before he clicked his fingers and then thought of it when he had been able to crack his neck before he sighed.
Sam seemed to be thinking of what was growing on his mind before he finally started to think of it.
She wished to be ready to figure it all out now when this next move came to the forefront, Eramis hummed and then slid down the hill. She was tired, she was eager to get to work as Sam seemed to be ready to think of it all.
Sam watched then left with both Raksil and his crew behind him. He was eager, too eager to think of it all.
Sam smiled, too much had been done now, and for good reason. Raksil followed behind him as he clicked his fingers before he motioned the crew to follow their kell, clearly focused on doing what they had to be doing.
Sam loaded his weapon, and Raksil slid down the hill behind them before he looked at Sam.
Sam's eyes were wide, focused on a thousand different worlds. He looked at Eramis, her eyes glowing from behind her helm.
"I will check Devil's lair," Eramis stated before she looked to the side.
"Cool, I'll help," Sam said as she glared at him.
Sam looked back, daring her to make a fight as he slipped his knife through his fingers, looking at her with amusement as he thought of it when push came to shove to it.
Sam sighed, watching as she glared at him, too interested in it all now. She loomed over him and yet? He stared at her, daring her to make a move so he might take full advantage of it.
Yes, it seemed as if they were getting into another damn fight once more. This would be VERY harder to think of it when they came down to it, they had a LOT of ideas, and something about it all seemed to be coming down the line.
Sam looked at her before she huffed, angry but knowing the only way to settle this would be to kill him.
"Fine… You do not question my goals." Eramis stated before she looked to the side. "Follow. I see Wolf Scouts ahead." Eramis said as both Kells slowly started to walk forwards.
Raksil, Kridis, and the rest of their troops seemed to follow, the desert sky above them beating down on them as they picked through shattered tanks and cars.
She thought of it all differently, something about this sort of seemed to vindicate them.
"You know Skolas?" Sam asked to which Eramis hummed.
"I know the guardians hunted him… He tried to become Kell of Kells." Eramis stated. "He is underhanded, sneaky… Cunning." Eramis stated with a sigh.
"And dangerous…. The Wolves came back to the Cosmodrome for a reason. There must be something they want here and it is the last place someone would look for them." Sam said as the Salvation Kell looked at him.
Sam seemed to think for a moment as Eramis watched a Skiff pass overhead, Wolf banners adorning it to which Sam shrugged, cloak billowing in the wind as she sighed, rubbing at her armored helm.
Both Kells took a deep breath, their armor clanking as they composed themselves. They stopped above the room where Sam had fought the Devil Archon… And then she walked to the stairs, slowly starting to walk down the stairs, too interested in the next move.
Sam watched Eramis clench her fists, too eager to get off this, they had a LOT to see and to DO, and something about it ALL became harder to think of.
The lack of weapons and the clicking of Fallen around them reminded him of an insect hive, all of them wished to be back aboard their skiffs and he knew it now and for a good reason. None of them trusted fighting the Kell with so much power on his terms.
Sam simply thought of it all when it was all said and done, something about it all seemed to be tiresome. Yet? There was never an end to the work.
To be fair? Sam was fine dealing with the work, it was not any different than what he had been doing now, and for good.
They finally entered the pit and were greeted by the bodies of a few dozen Devil House soldiers, all of them lay where they died, scattered around the room…. Eramis walked up to the body of Riksis, looking at the dead Archon.
"Riksis, Archon of House Devil." Raksil stated as Sam hummed, nodding as he did so.
"Remember… He tried to kill me when I needed something from here…. Put up a good fight, almost killed me once or twice." Sam stated.
He looked at Eramis, watching as he raised an eyebrow at her before she looked to the side. She glared at him before both looked around the room.
"He was family." Eramis hissed with anger.
"So were my friends which you killed plenty of," Sam stated before he sighed, angered for a moment.
Sam could not have said anything now when it came crashing down to the ground. Raksil looked at both, too tired at the time to babysit them both at the end of the day.
She seemed to think for a moment as Sam and Raksil took deep breaths before both looked to their lieutenants.
Raksil finally decided to speak, cutting off both before another fight could erupt.
"No time for fighting, Skolas remains. Fight later, Kells." Sam heard from the Dusk Archon.
He shook his head, motioning for his men to go and leave which they did, Sam slowly following them as he began to question what was going to occur now, what would transpire now that they had a Kell to hunt, an enemy to strike.
They certainly did have a bigger fish to take down… But it was still no spring picnic compared to what came before.
Eramis seemed to be done and dusted, too exhausted by the pressures of trying to rule the damn house she ruled, she did not at all snark more than him.
Sam tossed his revolver to his other hand, prepared for the combat. He looked to Raksil who seemed just as exhausted as Sam was… Granted? It came with the territory of being the second most powerful warrior of the Dusk Clan…. But he knew Raksil was trying to help and part of him commended him on it.
The other part was annoyed, he had work to do… This sort of thing was bothering him and the more time he put into trying to fix it? The more damn annoyance he had on maintaining it when there was nothing to maintain now.
Perhaps he had a LOT more to it now, but it would end eventually. They had a common enemy, even she could see it.
Granted… These sorts of problems were far harder and harder to figure out now when it came down the line… Something about it all was easier said and dusted than before.
The two Kells glanced at each other, clearly not sated but in no mood to pick up anything about it all became harder and harder to figure out.
"Tell me of the last time you hunted Skolas," Eramis stated to which Sam hummed.
"Why?" Sam asked, raising an eyebrow under his helm.
Eramis sighed and questioned what to tell the Dusk Kell. Skolas was a madman, one whom she could easily crush under her boot if she wished… But she needed to know how many soldiers Skolas controlled and end the war without bloodshed if need be.
The problem was simple, Sam held more advantages than she here. He had the Silent Fang, the assassins who worked for Skolas, who alone gave her less to work with when it came to trying to hunt him.
"Because we need to track him together… You have the forces to do so." Eramis stated as the Kell hummed, tapping on his arms.
Sam sighed and looked to Raksil before he shook his head and the two Dusk leaders walked up the stairs and left her with nothing.
Eramis was annoyed but she expected it. Why? She knew that it would be a matter of time before they got answers, both sides killed each other a few days ago… And even if it had happened the way she had wanted? It would be a LONG time before anything would occur.
Still? Both Kells knew the other was not stupid, their empires would destroy each other if they went to war, and it would still take a lot to kill them… Yet? She did not trust him not to backstab her.
But she was also aware he was waiting for the same, both did not expect this to last, and as such? Both were fine with shooting the other the second this went astray from it all.
Still? She respected at least Sam was not stupid, it was clear he knew more about Skolas than it appeared and he was playing his cards close to his chest, part of her STILL wanted to kill him… But she did respect him.
(With Sam and Raksil)
Raksil hummed as Sam paused, looked at him, and then looked in the direction of the King's Watch.
"Send in the rest… We know he wants the Kings… Let us see what he is up to." Sam said before the wind picked up.
The rush of wind came from a group of Pikes. The hoverbikes, all driven by Dregs… All 12 of them flew past him along with a pair of Skiffs as Raksil spoke into a communication device.
"Breviks. You may enter… The Kell is looking forward to hearing your victory by the time we arrive." Raksil said before he sighed and then looked at Sam. "I dislike sending a young Barron to do the work of Archon," Raksil stated.
"If you were in danger? We would all be screwed." Sam stated before he shook his head, looking around with amusement.
Sam sighed to himself before he looked to the side… Something about it all seemed to be harder and harder to figure out.
Eramis seemed to be thinking of it all day when it was all down now at the time being.
Eramis seemed to be done at the time being. Sam tapped on his side before he clicked his fingers and then thought.
Sam looked at Raksil, nodded, and then seemed to draw his sparrow into position. Sam revved the engine and then flew off for a few seconds.
Sam sped after his men, he seemed to be thinking of it now and for good.
He did not look back and did not need to. He could tell damn well the others were trying their best for it now and for good… They had a LOT to see and do, Eramis had her plans and Sam had his own, but they did not dare tear away from each other.
The second one turned back on another was where they would shoot each other in the base of the spine, toss each other down a cliff, and call it a day.
To him? She was a rival; she was too eager to think.
She did not want an enemy like him and he did not want her as one… He had been tired by this entire thing.
Yes, so damn much to try on dealing with it all for now….
Still? He had a LOT of different things. They had a LOT of moves left to play, a lot more he could not play now with it all coming crashing down… No, he had just struck the enemy down good… He had just struck the Wolves well.
Sam frowned as he and the Dusk dregs all pulled into the parking lot. This was a lot more to deal with and he had been neglecting them all, not once letting his mind race.
Then came the gunshots, a Captain screaming in Eliksni tongue as a Spider walker burst from the building in front of them.
Sam sighed and swirled around, drawing Nightbane from his holster as he fired. Each bullet raced through the air towards the Wolves as he gunned it.
The Dusk split up, half swinging around and then splitting up, all of them split up with their forces divided.
Granted, he was eager to think of it all down. He was granted an audience in bullets and he smirked, too much was going on for him to think, to act? Sure… But to think, certainty was growing on his mind… Something about it all became harder and harder.
Sam seemed to be eager but he was too eager to fight more than he was eager to be here… He knew this was a trap and part of him kicked himself from doing it all now… Such was life and life seemed… Good.
He was quiet, all too curious as to how it should have been. They had plenty of operations to deal with for it all to come to this.
Sam turned and emptied his gun towards them, several bullets hitting the depths of the walker. Both he and she could have done something to try and figure it out as of now.
He had to deal with it for now. Something about it all had been for now, he had been amused now, and for a good reason. They had a LOT more to deal with for now.
Something about it all became harder and harder to think for now… Something within the pain was harder and harder to think for now, an idea that had been hard to figure out.
Eramis seemed to be amusing him as he thought of it all as they managed to relax, something which had been too tired now.
She was all too thrown off before she looked at him before she thought of it. Sam thought of it all before he relaxed, he relaxed very well now, and for a good reason.
Something that followed through was him trying to fight harder and harder now… Something which he had thought of it all now… Now? He had been relaxed; he had been too tired once more.
Sam sighed as the walker was all too thrown off at the end of the time being.
She had been too amusing for now. He was tired, very tired, and for a good reason, all of it was growing through him now and for a good reason… It had to be tiring, it had to end now.
Sam would accept something less than chaos at them to the end now.
Both groups were too easily beaten down to the ground.
It was a lot more tiresome at the end of it all before they looked downwards at the ground.
Something about it all had been dealt with… Eramis sighed and then looked to the idea at the time…
Sam looked at the other Kell… What was going on for now… It was going on for now as it paused to think of what was occurring at the time.
Sam seemed to be dealt with as he smirked and then he ordered the Dusk soldiers forwards.
He seemed to be experiencing what was being dealt with for now.
Something about it all had to deal with it for now… Something at the end of the time being.
Eramis seemed to be tired now when it was all too much for now.
Author notes
Phew. Another chapter is done! I want to point out that the next chapter will be in 2-10 months and will be 900-6500 words and will be showing more and more of both Eramis and be showing more and what Sam wanted to deal with. Until then? Lighting Wolf is out!