Hunter, prequel to Titan death (Have to split it up) Wiping grime off the scope of the rifle she'd raise the scope back to view, Fallen and the Vex were still going at it here on Venus, The center of the battle field looked to be a crashed skiff, old too, overgrown a bit near the edges. Taking her eye from the scope and adjusting her footing on the edge of the building, the Ishtar academy was still home to thousands of secrets, sought after by the fallen and The Vanguard. The voice then sounded in her ear, not her ghost, The Titan, "Moving in, be ready to pick off their Majors when I draw them out". The plan was simple, kill anything that wasn't a Guardian, move into the academy, extract any artifacts they could. Turning the gaze of the scope to the far left of the battle field She'd see the Titan come into View, beginning the operation by hurling a pair of shock grenades into a crowd of dregs and a couple Vandals, sending them flying into the air, fried from the inside out. A Captain came charging out of one of the structures towards The Titan, he never even got within lunge distance. A Void charged sniper round had found a cozy home inside the Captain's skull. Pausing to reload her rifle she'd watch as the dregs and vandals began to fall and crumble, both to the attacking Vex and the advancing Titan. Firing off 4 more rounds, each finding a nice home in a Fallen's skull, The odds were quickly turning against the fallen to the point where some had tried to escape only to be picked off by her. As the Fallen lines crumbled the Vex offense began to push the advantage, advancing with out mercy for the remaining Fallen, cutting through the dregs and Vandals like paper. Realizing that she'd lost sight of her friend she'd quickly press her eye back to the scope and scanning the now Vex dominated field. She spotted him crouching on the tip of the crashed skiff, watching the vex advance into the fallen, he then leaped into the sky, charged his fist with Arc energy, and rocketed down into the bulk of the vex force, vaporizing them instantly and shooting an impressive arc blue spire into the sky, that takes care of step 1. Jumping from the roof to a near by tree, then from the tree to the green ground, it had been raining lightly but the storm started to kick in, making a short sprint over to the structure where the Titan had finished his rampage, spotting her friend near the entrance, checking for anything useful off a dead captain. "Hows the hunt goin' Meranda?" he asked as he dropped a battered shock rifle. "Hard to hunt when you got a Titan going on a rampage" She replied back, loading a fresh clip into his auto rifle The Titan would start "Better luck ne-" only to be interrupted by the deep metallic voice of his own ghost, "3 Fallen skiffs detected in low airspace, recommended action, seek cover". At this the pair quickly walked into the structure in front of them, a short walk through a hallway lead them out to another outdoors area, though much smaller and closed quarters. "Fallen skiffs moving over head in 7.624 seconds, seek cover" the voice of the Titans ghost warned them, ducking under an over grown awning and watching the sky the first thing Meranda noticed about the skiffs is that they were painted with a gold yellow instead of the usual winter blue. The skiffs were gone as fast as they showed up, continuing the hike through the over grown shell that was once an academy. Moving into a smaller structure the pair came to a large set of heavy steel doors, extending her palm out her ghost would zap into view, "Ghost, find the controls for the door and open it if you can" She told it, "Sure thing!" Came the light and cheerful voice of the ghost. The Titan was leaning against the wall next to the door, wiping a smear of ether off of the shield mounted on his left arm, Walking over Meranda would ask "Why do you think the kings are here?, the three skiffs were kings skiffs" , The Titan would merely shrug and reply "Who knows, Winter likely yanked their leg one too many times, or may-" Being cut off, this time by Meranda's ghost the ghost would tell them "The locks are disengaged, but the doors have no actual power to move". With this news the Titan let out a sigh of annoyance and walked over to the spot where the to doors met, pulling his left fist back he'd aim the small shield at the crease, ramming it slightly in with a long groan from the metal. Without looking away from the door he'd say "Meranda, get a running start and hit me in the back, should be able to force the shield in further". Walking to the other side of the room Meranda would ask "ready?" and get a reply of "Ready!", Sprinting toward him she'd ready her shoulder to deal the blow, as she ran into him she heard another long groan ring from the metal. "Nice work, now if I can pry it open a bit..." The Titan said, a small gap, about the size of a hand had been punched through the metal, grabbing the door by this gap the Titan would start to pull the door, slowly opening a gap about the size of a cabal shield. Letting go of the metal the Titan would take a moment to catch his breath before readying his auto rifle and following Meranda down into the unknown, it was dark, real dark down here, the only light coming from each ghost. Keeping her old scout rifle aimed ahead of her Meranda hear behind her, "Ghost, find the nearest control panel and see if you can get the lights on" followed by "Starting operation". Seeing the light of the ghost fly off ahead of her Meranda would begin "Ever wonder why we're h-" before being cut off blinding light as the room's lights came on. The room reminded her of the Warmind's bunker on Earth, but there was no crazy AI speaking in a odd tongue. Walking to the left side of the massive room Meranda spotted a control panel that looked like it was important, pulling her ghost out she'd say "Ghost, find any interesting files and take them", Standing by the panel and looking around the room she'd listen as her ghost shifted through the files, "Schedule, messages, basic cloaking tech, 50 shades of - oh dear..." Letting her ghost shift through the files on it's own she'd walk back to the entrance and spot Titan on the right side of the room, his ghost shifting through a console, and him digging around in a box of yellowed files. (2nd half in replies)

In my case, I'd join crucible, and take two steps. From out of nowhere, a Blink-Shotgunner will appear, and take me out, before I can finish shouting "Holy Shiiiiiii-!". As my ghost pops up over my dead body, the murderous devil will blink away, taking my ghost with him. When e exits, my ghost doesn't. An investigation will be launched, and the suspect taken into custody. The Warlock's will determine that my ghost is lost to the void. The convicted killer will be executed.

-Pulls out chocolate ghost in crucible- -teammate gobbles it- -me- WTF man!!?! -headshot by 1000 yard stare

The gritty red Martian sand dances against my titan boots. Great, rocky walls surround me in three directions; in front marches a legion of cabal. I grip my Invective, check my magnetic grenades, and prepare for a battle. A wall of Phalanxes approach, with gunners behind them preparing to open fire. I run right at them. I run up the shield wall, leaping behind them. Surrounded, I cast the Ward of Dawn. My shield absorbs the barrage rockets and rounds that would otherwise end my light. Inside, I take the cabal one-on-one, shotgunning and punching my way through my foes. When my ward runs out, I run through their forces, using my Force Barrier to hold on until I can cast another award. More foes approach. For two days, I battle like this. I kill hundreds of Cabal, casting dozens of Wards, relying on Invective to keep giving me the ammo I need to win. But soon, I see him: a massive Colossus, riding into battle on an even more enormous tank. Guns fire. Rockets blast. I move quickly towards my foe. I slide to the side of the tank, out of range of the main guns. The tank turns, spins, and twists, but I hold on tight. I blast all the ammo invective has left into the tank. The damage is critical. The tank goes down. The colossus remains. I grit my teeth, and clench a fist. I know I can't take him without more ammo, so I prepare to stall. The colossus and I engage in an intricate game of cat and mouse, a dance of fist and fire, a push and pull between life and death. With each swing he takes at me, each round he fires, I find the will to move faster, farther, dodging missiles, and using my Titan strength to deflect his blows. At last, invective has enough ammo for me to finish the fight. I move quickly. I run left. He turns. I slide right. He turns again. I'm faster. I run, twisting. Up behind him. Over his head. Aiming down. Preparing to shoot. Finger on trigger... Dead. My body flies into the air. [i]killed by the Architects[/i] The colossus mistakes my ghost for a Rubix cube, and I'm never heard from again.

I'd be surrounded by vex of all kinds, bubble up. It was slowly weakening, enemies preparing to fire. I slowly walked through the gate, backwards. Hobgoblin aiming a sniper, hydra spinning up their guns. The bubble began to collapse, I switched from my pathetic machine gun to a gun nothing can defeat; Pre-Nerf pocket infinity! I mow down the vex army before they can respond, slowly being backed to thr endless cliff. "I can't fail. Not like Kabr" I reload pocket, expecting a 12 round mag. 8 shots. Oh boy. I knew what was coming. The vex stopped firing, behind them, a floating Deej head rested, crying out to me; "You wanted to nerf felwinters lie, so we're nerfing fusion rifles." My mag slowly diminished, 5, 4, 3, The gun aimed itself at me, charging up. While it was charging I prepared a 4 course meal, finished 1000 leagues under the sea, and learned how to play the piano. It finally blasted me with a single bolt, knocking me into the howling abyss of the Vault.

Titan The Empire was here! Falling back behind a red stone The Titan (I'm bad at names) would quickly rip out the bright yellow magazine from the auto rifle and shove a new one in, peaking out of cover the Awoken almost let out an audible gasp, Harvesters, dozens of them, dropping cabal soldiers plated in Black and Gold into the red sands below. Pulling his head back into cover and extending his palm his ghost would zap into the space above his hand. "Ghost, send a distress signal to the Vanguard! They must know what is happening here!" The Titan yelled at his ghost "No signal, Cabal fleet must be isolating any and all guardians on Mars, we're stuck" the deep, metallic voice came back at him Looking to the sky He'd notice a warship hanging low in the red planet's atmosphere. Quickly formulating a plan the voice that was his ghost's could already tell what the plan was, "Are you sure about this?" it asked. "Have I ever not been sure?" He replied back, with this he'd close his palm and ready his auto rifle, spraying the weapon at the squad of cabal legionaries in front of him he'd hear the pleasing hissing of cabal armor seals being broken, killing the soldiers inside near instantly. Leaping onto the shield of a Cabal Phalanx he'd spot a Harvester dropping more troops off. Leaping from the shield before the Phalanx could react he'd land in the drop door of the Harvester, punching the Psion in front of him, snapping it's neck. Moving into the ship he'd target the pilot door of the now near empty ship, charging into the door and busting through it like it was paper he'd spot the pilot, a Psion that was already going for it's slug rifle, quickly raising his auto rifle the Awoken Titan would fire, but he was slow to the draw, the slug burned into his under arm as he sprayed the Psion down. "Damnit!", extending his open palm once more he'd tell his ghost, "Set course for the warship hovering over Mars!" and direct it to the ship's controls. It took only seconds for Ghost to finish tinkering with the controls, "Done, ETA on Cabal Warship, 5 minutes", sitting near one of the drop doors of the ship The titan would open up the fallen built machine gun, loading in a new magazine and pulling back the hammer. "Now may not be the best time to say but, the Warship knows that this ship has been stolen, only way on board is to ram right into the ship..." Letting out a low chuckle the Titan would reply back "Wouldn't have it any other way". "3...2...1...NOW!" Jumping forwards as the Harvester impacted with the Warship he'd already see a hole in the cock pit that opened up into what looked to be a hallway, a Legionary staring at him in denial, Ramming the small shield on his left arm into the Legionary's neck he'd hear the hiss of the helmet coming off, the black substance would soon follow spraying out onto the surrounding area and the titan's helmet. "Ghost, Bridge, NOW!" He'd yell at seemingly no one, "Down the right side, until we hit a big door". Charging down the hallway that ghost had specified he'd ram his fist into the necks of a few cabal along the way. Whistling in amazement at the door's size the Titan would tell his ghost, "open the door on my mark". Readying a shock grande in each hand he'd begin "3...2...1...MARK!", the door would slide open amazingly fast, revealing a huge control room filled with mostly Psions, a few legionaries and a Colossus on guard on the far side of the room. Throwing each grenade to a pillar on each side of the room half a dozen Psions would be sent flying away from their controls with the force of the shocks, fried from the inside. Sliding into the cover of what looked like a command table he'd ready his auto rifle, raising it above to table and blind firing it with some targeting assistance from Ghost, "Legionaries eliminated, Colossus is all that's left", "I know that ghost!" the Titan replied as slug round after slug round pounded into the table. Readying another Shock grenade he'd toss it over his head towards the colossus, missing the hulking brute but sticking to the window behind it, the following shocks shorting out it's weapons and battle network link, leaping out from behind the table He'd rush the disoriented brute, ramming his left fist into it's neck, creating a pleasing snap of bone. The hulking corpse would then topple over backwards from the punch, leaving the Titan standing in front of it. Rushing to the nearest set of controls he'd deploy ghost and order "Ghost, shut down what ever it is keeping the guardians on Mars, we need them out of there!" placing his auto rifle on his back and drawing his Machine gun he'd stand ready, pointed toward the door. "Exclusion zone disabled!" Running towards a set of controls with what looked like a Microphone on it he'd press the button on the device and yell into it "ANY GUARDIANS ON MARS YOU HAVE A WINDOW OF TRANSMAT, GET OUT OF THERE NOW!". Ghost was still tinkering with the controls when it happened, a projection rifle shot took it out of the air and clattering to the ground, the light in it's face dying quickly. "NO!" He'd yell, looking over towards the door there stood a Centurion, Armored in Black and Gold, a Line of bristles running along it's shoulders and helmet. But then it spoke in human tongue, a deep and rough voice, but still a voice "You will not be ruining the Cabal this time, minion of the Traveler" Raising his machine gun he'd fire off 3 shots as the Projection round hit him square in the chest. Flying backwards into the wall he'd look up to see his machine gun in pieces, but looking further he saw the same fate had hit the Centurion's Projection rifle. Slowly standing up, a large scorch on his chest plate the Titan would rip his helmet off and throw it to the ground, revealing his pale blue skin paired with his Blue wavy hair. "An Awoken, the people Valus Trau'ug wished to conquer so badly" The Centurion spat at him, cracking it's bulbous knuckles. The brute charged, swinging it's fist at the Titan, dodging to the left he'd jump onto the Centurion's back, punching with his right hand and holding onto it by the helmet with his left. The Centurion, quickly loosing balance stumbled into the window, creating a large cracked spot on impact. The tables then turned, the brute grabbed his left wrist, cutting blood from the hand and swinging the Titan like a Ragdoll into the cracked spot on the window, increasing the size of the crack and letting a loud crack out from the Titan's back. "Weak, just like every Guardian..." the voice thundered at him, the Centurion raised it's right fist, aimed at the Titan who rolled away from the point of impact and clambered up to a standing position, an arm wrapped around his gut in pain. The brute then charged again, sliding under it's legs back towards the cracked spot on the window he'd stand, facing the now recovered creature. Raising his right hand fist to the Centurion he'd slowly raised his middle finger at the beast with a taunting smirk spread across the pale blue skin and dried blood that was his face, even for an alien it seemed to know what the gesture met, charging once again, exactly what the Titan wanted. Time seemed to slow down, smashing the shield on his left arm into the cracked glass it'd shatter,exposing the command deck to space, sucking corpses and the centurion out the window who screamed "NOOOOO!", before Cabal counter measures kicked in and covered the hole with an additional layer of the glass. Limping towards the pile that was his ghost he'd spit up a large amount of blood, a very brief exposure to space such as that nearly pulled his guts up his throat, picking up the piece that was the ghost's eye it'd flicker a bit, a very small bit of life left in it, not enough to speak, but to listen, "We saved a lot of Guardians today ghost..." pausing and letting out some coughs that spit up more blood he'd then continue "We're dying doin' what we loved" the last of the light left the ghost, a shell in his hands now. Dropping the shell and readying his auto rifle the Titan could hear the Cabal marching down the hallway to deal with him, limping over to a control panel in the front of the room he'd quickly type in a sequence ghost had taught him in case of a moment like this, Cabal self destruct codes. The Soldiers were here, slug round after slug round burned into his chest as he spun around and started firing into the crowd. Falling to the ground, auto rifle slipping from hand he'd cough up more blood as the life left him. The Cabal frantically trying to reverse the codes proved to be fruitless as a massive shock wave soon shook all near by War ships and the Red Planet below.

I fell into some dark eco and became Dark Jak.

Taking a nice little stroll in the tower as I make my way to the Postmaster to get my rewards until I get clotheslined by a purple ball that a Guardian kicked at my face

*sniped*

[i]Surrounded by the Taken and Hive, I make my last stand to protect the last city[/i] "Shadow, there's too many of them! You can't possibly hope to win!" My ghost, Lucy begins to tell into my ear. "Perhaps not, but I can sure as hell bring as many of them with me when I fall." I calmly say to my ghost, my only true companion since my resurrection in the cosmodrome all those years ago. With a roar, I charge them, bringing up my Shadow Price to eye level and begin squeezing the trigger lightning quick. Soon enough, I run out of ammo and switch out for a new magazine. As I continue to fire, I shout at Lucy, "Go! Tell the rest of the Guardians to evacuate the city! Save as many as you can." "I don't want to leave you to die alone, Shadow. But I can see you mean business. Farewell Shadow. It was an honor to be your Ghost." As i watch my faithful companion leave to save what she can, I throw my empty Shadow Price to the ground. At this point numerous bodies lay at my feet. With a furious proclamation, I begin my charge into the horde in front of me. I grab, slice, punch, and break as many bodies as I see in my path, but soon find myself on the ground, pinned by Taken Centurions and Hive Knights. I struggle, but soon feel my very Light being ripped from my core. I screech in agony, but my foes just laugh as I writhe on the ground. As my vision starts to grow dark, I think of how the guardians and Lucy are saving the last of the civilians from the crumbling ruins of our city, and I smile faintly as I finally pass away. My last conscious thought was, " [i]So, this is what it's like to finally die the final death? It's so... Peaceful. [/i] I hope that, wherever the Guardians and the rescued civilians of the City find protection, they remember me and my sacrifice. [spoiler]Tell me what you guys think of this. If I get enough comments and suggestions, I might even make a story out of this. Just a little FYI, this was my first time ever doing something like this.[/spoiler]