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[quote]Chapter 8 can be found above. Chapter 9: [b]Wipe Out[/b] Ghost thought it was the end of him. Crota was about to bring his sword down on him, but then... [i]Boom! Boom! Boom![/i] Crota was struck down by the rockets and was left vulnerable, as this happened, the OverSoul was about to explode. "Alexis! Ward!" Jovan screamed in terror, thinking it was wrong to underestimate the OverSoul. Alexis put down her Ward of Dawn to protect the four Guardians from death. They thought there was no hope for Ghost, however. But, then, just as Ghost gave the killing blow to Crota, the OverSoul exploded. Darkness. Complete Darkness. The Male Hunter could not see anything for a few good seconds. And then everything went normal, or what seemed normal in Crota's Realm. And then, it came to him as Crota's body slowly disappeared.. As the God's howls of pain went throughout the Realm.. "Oh my god! We did it! We KILLED CROTA!" Ghost cheered. Happy that he and his team were able to get rid of the threat. Killing the God was no easy task, as Ghost turned around to celebrate with his friends, he became confused, and was filled with terror. His team was nowhere to be found. Not even their ghost's were in sight. They were dead. Including Della. "Jovan!" "Alexis!" "V-Vari...?" "Privus.. Old bud... Where are you at...?" Ghost cried as he knew his best friend was dead, and even more so when he remembered Della. "Della! Della!" Ghost screamed out, just hoping she would appear in front of him like the angel she was. But, it was in vain. His team, was dead. And there was nothing he could do about it. When the OverSoul had erupted, it broke through the Ward Of Dawn, and stole the Light of the four Guardians that delivered the rockets to Crota. While the Darkness filled the netherworld, Ghost was under Crota's Dark influence, as he was right next to him, so it had no effect on Ghost. Other than stealing nearly all of his Light. Such little Light remained in Ghost. He was more Dark, than he was Light now. He had the abilities of the Light, but he was still overcome with Darkness. Somehow, he was not corrupted. He dropped to his knees. He slammed his fist against the metal under him repeatedly. His team was dead. His family was dead. He was all alone, in this deep dark hell. He summoned his Ghost, his Ghost looking to him. "We need to get out of here, before The Dark claims you, Xha-" "That's not my name anymore." "I-If you wish. We need to get out of here." "No shit, Little Light." Ghost had become hollow again. he remembered everything about Della and sadness went over him. He remembered her screams as she fell into that abyss. He cried, and cried, and cried. He was all alone. Not even the Hive were there to accompany him. Oh... How he would torture the Hive... How he would watch them look to him in terror... But now was not the time to.... Mourn.. He missed Della greatly, he would give his life so that she could live. When Jovan died, the spell wore off of him, and he regained his memory of Della. Ghost didn't remember that, however. His team was dead, and he gave a salute to them. "Every Hive bastard will suffer at my hands. Oryx... Omnigul... Even Crota's siblings.." And then he remembered that Crota was the weakest of the Hive gods. He couldn't imagine the power the rest wielded, as they were probably much stronger than Crota, who was arrogant for letting himself believe that no-one could best him in a fight. Ghost looked for a way out, pass the Crystal room, past the Thrallway, and past the Bridge.. He was lost.. So lost.. You would expect a Hunter to know his way around. But he didn't. He didn't know how to get out. He looked into the abyss that Della fell into, and once again, sadness and guilt went over him. His Little Warlock.. Gone.. Privus.. Gone.. Alexis.. Gone.. Jovan... Gone... Vari... Gone.. She didn't even get any treasure. Ghost laughed a little at that, but instantly felt bad. Those were his closest friends. There would be no-one to replace them. He regretted the times he was so hard on them in the Crucible.. He felt as if he should've more kind to his team. He loved his team. These thoughts went away as he saw an exit, from where the team came, a light shined brightly. "That probably is the exit..." Ghost's Ghost said.. Confusing.. He walked upon the bridge towards the Light, but something caught his eye, a piece of Della's robe sat on the edge of the Bridge.. This brought back the terrible memory of the event that happened here.. He held back his tears as he picked it up, and kept it in his pocket as remembrance for her. "Everyone dies... No one lives forever.. The Dark will claim most of us, at some point.. If the Traveler doesn't betray us.." Ghost muttered this to himself. He would care for no one else. Lest he wanted more pain in his life. He would help others in their lives, and try to make theirs good, something that Ghost's life wasn't now. As he knows those Guardians will likely die in the future anyway. He then walked towards the Light, and was teleported once again. This time in the Abyss, however, this time, he was alone. The Weight Of Darkness had no effect on him, he moved freely throughout the Abyss. he found a small group of Thralls, and ran towards them. He took his helmet off, as the visor was cracked. The helmet didn't matter anymore. They screamed at Ghost, delighted to have some food. This wasn't the case, however. As they were the food, to sate Ghost's vengeance. He sliced a Thrall in half, and decapitated another, he didn't bother to dodge their attacks, and got slashes across his face which would leave scars. Eventually, all that surrounded him was ash, and bones from the Thralls. ...... Using his strength, Ghost used these bones that were torn from the Thralls to climb out from the Hellmouth, he was finally out. Just like Eris, six entered, only one crawled out of the hellhole. Except he left, victorious. "Ghost." "Yes, Xhav-" "Wrong name." "Yes, sorry." "Get me my ship. We're heading to the Tower." "Yes, Ghost." ........ This isn't the end, folks, stay tuned for more![/quote]I may start a little short part story because of all of this inspiration from all of these stories, Fallen baby, a dregs promise and this has give me inspiration. So check this week to see if I decided. I'll use #jx2 as a start.

I can't wait for part 10. This has been amazing so far.

I...I didn't think they would die. ;-;