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Bab 89: Pahanin

A/N: I'm alive. So here's a chapter.

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"Now it is done, if I speak again, I am not Kabr"

Kabr's whispers echoed deep within the chambers of the vault. Sorrow and grief etched his face, but embers of resolute defiance lingered in his eyes. 

The radiolaria in his veins ate away at his humanity, altering the very structure of his existence. Facing his end, Kabr channelled the remaining embers of his light, but as the radiolaria mixed in his blood, the line between man and machine blurred. 

His light served as the binding agent and he as the fuel- Combining his will with the essence of the Vex, Kabr's figure shook and crumbled. 

As the Legionless heaved his last breaths, a relic emerged- The Aegis.

The Legacy of the indominable will of a Titan combined with the ever-evolving existence of the Vex that had given birth to the impenetrable and unstoppable Aegis.

A shield that served as a beacon against the currents of time itself. Any who wielded it could pierce through the very heart of the Vex, shatter their pocket dimensions and rend their immortal minds. 

Kabr had used his soul as the furnace to forge the answer to the Vault, perhaps the answer to the Vex themselves. 

The forsaken, timeless vault bore witness to his sacrifice, perhaps one that would be forgotten- buried in the annals of history....Or Would it?

There was another, watching it all from within an unironed wrinkle of time. His existence was incomplete- defying the laws of the vault. Yet once Templar departed, he revealed himself.

Pahanin had miraculously survived.

When Templar's attempt to erase him fell short, Pahanin found himself in limbo. In the depths of the vault, he existed only as an illusory observer, trapped within time and unable to lift a single finger. 

Watching Kabr heave his last breath, Pahanin felt a deep, sorrowful ache, his heart heavy with grief

Days passed as Pahanin realized his hapless state. Here, he was merely a reflection of his former self. The mere existence of the Templar's well suppressed his powers.

Fear and dread filled his chest. Perhaps the Templar would come back to finish the job.

Perhaps the Vex would eventually realize he was there....Perhaps they wouldn't and he would remain here for all eternity.

Several debilitating thoughts ran through his mind.

As a last resort, Pahanin risked escape. Relying on his fractured existence he slowly began his ascent from the wretched vault.

But time flowed differently around him, each second felt like an eternity. Days, weeks, months- time passed him by as he climbed. 

Rays of light shimmered before his eyes as he emerged from the Vault. The setting sun cast a melancholic hue across the empty sky. 

'Was this freedom?'

Pahanin tumbled forwards, panting heavily. Leaving the vault had somehow freed him from his odd constraints, but he felt hollow.

A grim premonition clung to him—he felt as if his existence would simply wither away...as if the Templar was still watching.

The distant hum of Vex machinery caused his heart to sink....He was still within their territory. He couldn't stay here any longer, he had to move.

That's right..... he had to make it back to the city, back to his hideout.

Pahanin triggered his comms, as thousands of messages flooded the his channels....His eyes widened in disbelief.

The City was in complete turmoil!

What had happened? How long had he been gone? 

But most of all, one message thread caught his eye.....

*Consensus Tribunal: Nightstalker facing trial*

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[ A few weeks earlier, Tower]

Ikorra watched from her spire as guardians gathered in the courtyard, answering the Vanguard war summons broadcast to every city channel worldwide, 

Thousands of Jumpships flocked the horizon, forming the true armada of the city. Or rather, it was the guardians themselves- elite guerrilla fighters capable of inflicting devastating damage at short notice.

Lurking behind the fleet was a gargantuan interstellar colony ship. Although commissioned by Dead Orbit to support their agenda, it now served as an orbital command centre and mobile armoury for the Vanguard.

Ikorra's breath stiffened, a strange unease disturbing her mind. Her gaze lingered on the Guardians, their fate rested on her shoulders. An expectation she wouldn't betray....No she wouldn't allow herself to.

Turning away, she descended the steps of her spire and paced towards the war room.

Ikorra stepped inside, Zavala and Cayde were already present..

As they shared a glance, the air grew with tension. 

For a mere instant, the Vanguard seemed to acknowledge the bleak reality of humanity's future, one that rested entirely on their shoulders. 

Zavala greeted her with a nod, his eyes were still glued to the scout feed.

"What did we find?", Ikorra sat across the two, a new screen lit up as it hovered towards her.

Cayde leaned back in his chair, his brows furrowed.

"Nothing. Nothing at all."

"Then search again. Reorient the scouts closer." Ikorra retorted sharply.

Cayde's face stiffened, "You don't get it. They're not there."

He leaned towards the table and snapped his fingers, "Gone, no signs, just like that. Packed up and ditched the place."

"No records of any ships leaving the Lunar orbit." Zavala chimed in, "Do they know we're watching?"

"It's either that, or they dug a hole and buried themselves inside." Cayde got to his feet, "Either way, the scouts won't find anything anytime soon. If there's any hope for an attack, we'll be the ones initiating."

"Perhaps that's what they want." Ikorra scowled, falling into deep thought.

Zavala grit his teeth, "We can't allow them to control the tide of the battle."

"So what do we do big blue? Rush in there blow shit up and hope they come running?" Cayde chuckled. 

Suddenly, a shrewd idea bloomed in the warlock's mind.

"I guess we will." Ikorra answered.

"Wait...really?" Cayde asked, flummoxed.

"Why so shocked? Don't you always say how gung-ho the hunters are?" Ikorra smiled.

"Yeah but- shot in the dark here, isn't that the reason we have plans and rules for this kinda stuff?" Cayde sceptically raised a brow.

"We do. This time, the enemy's expecting an army they can ambush. If we have skirmishes, we can thin down their numbers easily."

Zavala contemplated, considering Ikorra's plan, he was sure that it would work. Yet, who would take charge? A team capable of instant skirmishing and stealthy retreating was entirely unheard of.

....Unless.

"You want to use the Nightstalkers?" Zavala voiced his guess.

Ikorra nodded, a silence gripped the room. Tackling the Hive collectively was one thing, forcing a single team to skirmish alone was another.

There were far too many cases of guardian's losing their sanity with prolonged exposure to Hive magic.

Analysing the plan, Zavala could only outline one approach "It's not safe. We'll need to reinforce them with other teams." 

But Ikorra immediately shot it down, "The Nightstalkers excel at stealth, anyone tagging along will only slow them down."

"Hey, personally I'd agree, but I'm not gonna send one team against a Hive army. Could you imagine the loot I'd have to fork out?" Cayde shook his head.

"They'll be safe. Only a few skirmishes before we engage the Hive. We'll use Toland to sniff out any Hive influence and pull them out before its too late. Asher Mir would monitor them from Orbit." Ikorra proposed her final plan.

Though Zavala and Cayde were apprehensive, they couldn't deny, it was the perfect plan. One that could bring the Hive to their knees.

With the planning finalized, the Vanguard signalled for the first few fleets to launch towards Lunar orbit. 

An extensive joint launch would've turned heads with their energy signatures, yet owing to the Jumpship's versatility, fireteams could launch in succession and not trigger any major alarms.

Soon the Tower only housed its wall bearers-oath sworn guardians duty bound to protect the last city. Near the Cosmodrome, the Sunbreakers formed a small barricade line to help defend the city in the absence of its leaders.

Now, the fate of humanity truly rested upon the lightbearers enroute to the moon.

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A/N: Hope you enjoyed....peer pressured into releasing chaps...but at least its here!

 


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Bab 90: The Great Disaster (1)

A/N: Missed my flight...Here's a chapter.

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Desolate space stretched out endlessly, a chasm of cold darkness punctuated only by distant stars. The vast emptiness between Earth and the moon felt eerily silent, a calm before the storm.

The chasm ruptured as a hyperdrive portal ripped through the fabric of space. From its maw, a squadron of ships burst forth, racing towards the moon with relentless speed.

"Approaching Orbit." Levi broke radio silence leading the squad towards the Lunar surface.

Void promptly replied "Affirmative", though his thoughts drifted, captivated by the galactic canvas of space. Distant starts glittered like diamonds and far off galaxies shimmered with a cosmic hue casting a haunting radiance across the vast expanse. 

This was the first time in both lives that he'd made it this far into space. As he looked back, the Earth was a mere budding orchid in the blooming cosmic garden. 

"Hold position" Levi commanded as the squad reached the edge of the Lunar orbit, "Rest of the squad's gonna catch up soon. Survey the orbit till the Vanguard's in range."

The squad scattered, each ship holding a different node.

Unable to tear his gaze away from the stars, Void sucked in a deep breath.

"It's....Beautiful." He murmured, configuring the Jumpship to glide slower.

Levi's voice crackled over the channel, "First time?"

"You'll get used to it, soon it'll just be another cold and dark place." Bandit scoffed.

 Void chuckled, "You sound cheerful, lost some bets lately?" 

"None of your damn business." Bandit retorted.

Cory chimed in, "Don't hate the player. I told you they'd send us out first. If you weren't dead set on being a hopeless gambler maybe you would've made some glimmer."

"But what is life, without risk?" Bandit sighed, "A predictable cesspool where true visionaries do nothing but suffer for their foresight."

"Didn't know true visionaries go around making stupid bets with the entire squad?." Cory jeered.

Bandit replied with a string of colourful words masterfully engineered to slip through the censor filter. Void could only describe it as art of the highest standard.

"Ignore those monkeys. They're always at it. Unfortunately, they make one heck of a duo, so they're stuck together." Levi said, shaking his head.

A second later, Levi's voice grew colder, "Got a ping, Vanguard's reaching in two. Captain's still wrapping things up with the Sunbreakers near Skywatch."

"We're going solo?" Cory frowned.

Bandit contemplated, "That's a gamble." 

"Yeah well...I suppose we've got some visionaries assigning the mission, so be ready." Levi replied, aligning his ships navigation.

Void raised a brow, "Just recon? Or is the Vanguard hoping for a more interesting trip." 

Levi scoffed, "Damned if I knew, chances are, they're not sending us for the sights." 

The Squad redirected their ships, grouping back together as they entered a geostationary orbit. 

"Heads up, they're here." Levi tapped the receiver by his visor as a new frequency entered the team's comms channel.

A moment later, a portal ripped open ahead as a colony ship scuttled across. 

Cayde's voice cut through the static, "Hey hotshot, how's the cosmic scenery?" 

"Refreshing, I suppose anything's better than the rotten walls of Skywatch." Void chuckled.

"Yeah well the walls sneak up on ya. You'll start missing them soon." Cayde replied his voice shuffled as Ikorra immediately pushed him away from the comms interface.

Zavala took over the channel as he began the briefing, "Guardians, are we all ready?"

"I wouldn't suppose you'd let us take five?" Cory sardonically replied.

"Let's start. We've outlined a general perimeter for the Hive's location. As it stands, none of our scouts have spotted their nest. Information is key, we need to find out where they are." Zavala sent over a few coordinates to their mapping system.

"You want us to scout Hive traces in this entire area?" Levi studied the mapping coordinates outlined on his visor.

Ikorra chimed in, "Not exactly. You'll send back a live feed to the ship. We'll have Toland analyse it to look for Hive signature nearby."

"You just want a visual?" Void said, his mind raced trying to figure out the plan.

She sighed and shook her head, "Once you do find Hive sign, lure their colonies into a skirmish and escape at your own discretion. "

"Well if you put it like that it sounds easy...." Bandit mumbled under his breath.

 A sharp voice immediately cut through, "Ehm....Asher here, if you're all done bickering, I'd suggest you turn your attention towards the feed."

The Nightstalkers shifted their eyes to their wrists, a simple prompt appeared. 

"I've requested your ghosts to authorize me to monitor your vital signs through the comms band. I suggest you approve it." Asher spoke out, his eyes glued to the monitoring feed.

"I'll monitor you for hive influence. We'll know if you're hexed before its too late." 

"You're throwing out some scary words." Levi tensed.

"One can never be too careful.....The hive on the moon, I've heard they're different." Asher's voice was leaden, a harrowing silence gripped the team- Their mere mention caused them to stifle.

The moon seemed to glisten a bright hue, for a split second fiendish flames danced above its horizons - Or perhaps that was just Void's imagination. 

"....Their magic, vile and wicked, stronger than eve-" 

"Uh uh, not another word." Cayde slipped in, took over the comms and cut off Asher.

"Don't mind him, he's a bit daft, you know how warlocks get." 

Ikorra shot him a tense glance as Cayde rolled his eyes and continued.

"Alright alright, let's put it this way eh? You go in there, you blow shit up and we cover your ass. That sound good?"

"Sounds better than the rest." Cory chuckled.

Bandit narrowed his eyes, "This 'cover your ass guarantee', what does it include." 

Cayde pressed his lips together rubbed his chin, "You know, I was thinking I just cheer you on from the ship. Maybe give you a heads up once you're there. That typa stuff."

"How brave of you." Levi chimed in.

Void "Your sincerity knows no bounds"

"Oh there's bounds alright, so chop chop get to it before I cross them. We'll get in contact once you land." Cayde shut off the comms, leaving the team in silence. 

"Well, that's our visionary." Levi reconfigured his nav system to the coordinates.

"We really doing this?" Cory reluctantly matched the coordinates.

"Unless you're willing to get investigated by the warlocks, I wouldn't say there's much of a choice." Void dismayed.

"Death is better than those bozos and their theories. Just a lot of rambling if you ask me." Bandit immediately locked his nav system to match.

"Enough. Follow my ship, don't stray further." Levi closed the comms feed and piloted towards the lunar orbit.

A few moments later, the team shot towards the lunar surface.

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A/N: Hopefully you enjoyed the chap. Bit hectic cuz I am trying to travel again.


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