I stretched my arms, sighing in relief after transmatting down from my cramped ship. A small vessel but it gets around alright. I trailed my gaze around the cracked gray surface of the moon scanning for a Hive Fortress. We had just received a message from Rahool, the Cryptarch, about an ancient Hive relic resurfacing somewhere inside. At my side stood my companion, a warlock, who was studying a book on the Hive and their structure. I had first met her in the tower after which our many pursuits beyond the walls of the city led us to an unusual yet mutually beneficial pact.
We trudged along the barren landscape of the shattered moon until we came to the supposed area where the Fortress would be located. Surely enough, after a hike over a small hill my eyes met the the large structure, a giant twisted castle with obvious Hive origins. Beside it lay a [i]massive[/i], gaping hole leading down into the Hellmouth. Who knows what unseen horrors were lurking in the dark below. Jumping straight down would be suicide of course so we went through the Fortress instead.
We walked towards its massive entrance which held no doors to seal it while the warlock filled me in on Hive history. As we neared the entrance, the familiar screech of thralls and wizards echoed from within, their disgusting scent filling the air. My companion shuddered at the sound. She was never comfortable around those putrid husks, preferring to avoid combat with their kind. Said they creeped her out. Whispered things. I never noticed, too busy tearing them apart to care.
This mission was important however. The relic we were tasked with locating was a Sword that was once held by the Hive God, Crota, during his conquest of the moon. A Hive being of unspeakable power and the wielder of the darkest edge, from which no light could escape. He used it to slaughter thousands of Guardians, an event that could only be called [i]a complete disaster[/i]. The largest army of Guardians ever assembled, utterly crushed in a matter of [i]days[/i]. Crota's no longer around but apparently his sword still is. Our job is to find this Sword and destroy it, ensuring it is never used again.
We began our descent into the Fortress, guns at the ready. Its tunnels went on for what seemed like miles. The Hive had really done a number on the moon. It was like a planetary wasp nest which stretched from its surface, all around it and all the way into the core. The moon used to be a symbol of hope, but now it stands only as a looming symbol of defeat and despair. The blade would be buried somewhere deep in the Hellmouth and guarded by some of the Hive's fiercest. Namely the Swarm princes, the sword's creators. It was their will that forged the renderer of light, the darkest edge. As we went deeper we eventually ran into the Hive, their thralls hidden in dark corners, the acolytes knelt in prayer and a single solitary wizard hovering with its head bowed in supplication. I studied the chamber ensuring that were no more than we could handle. The Hive, after all, group in large numbers and attack in swarms. Being outnumbered is nothing new but a smart woman picks her battles carefully. After a small scan around the room my ghost alerted me that it was indeed only this many present. [i]Perfect[/i]. Having the element of surprise, me and my companion burst out of hiding and dove straight towards the hive, guns pointed firmly at the targets and fingers ready to click.
[b]Boom[/b]. We rained lead upon them, quickly taking down the acolytes before they had a chance to retaliate. The thralls sprang out from the shadows attempting to rush us down. Of course, we were expecting them and a couple of my companion's void grenades made short work of them. All that was left was the wizard who loomed above us, dancing through the air and avoiding our shots. [i]Damn wizards[/i]. The most annoying of the Hive.
She hid behind a pillar and began chanting and waving her arms. A black mist began to form, weighing down on us like tar in the air. The mist was poisonous meaning we needed to get out quick. Our movement was bogged down and the life was quickly draining from us. I'd fought many of them before and I wasn't about to be done in just yet.
In one swift motion, I tapped into the light, summoning a blade of pure arc energy and zipped out of the mist, lunging towards the wizard. She tried to move away but I was too fast. With a single strike of my blade, the wizard was no more. A snap of annihilating current disintegrated her where she stood. I landed lightly and the blade trance ended. Behind me the mist began to dissipate freeing my companion. She walked out of the fading mist towards me with a grin on her face.
"Little too excessive don't you think?"
"Blade dancing is a fine art, beautiful and lethal. Plus its fun."
She chuckled, "[i]Show off[/i]."
We continued on until we reached a large chamber with a massive chain going through the center. Anchors that supported the structures of the Hive. Behind it, at the other end of the room, floating ominously was the sword. It glowed faintly with a bright green colour. I could sense the dark energy emanating from it. That thing [i]had[/i] to go. The warlock told me to pick it up, as it would lure out the swarm princes. We needed to kill them. It was the only way we could destroy the sword.
I walked towards it, wary of its pulsating dark.
"Careful, its power is dark. It drains whatever light it touches." the warlock called out to me.
"I can tell. Do I just grab it by the hilt? Won't it kill me?"
"I don't know. Better than grabbing it by the blade I suppose. [i]Probably[/i] won't kill you."
"That's encouraging." I sighed.
I reached out towards the blade, carefully grabbing it by its hilt. My hands connected and I pulled it from its altar. Good. I didn't die.
"Hey! I'm ok!"
"Yeah, looks like it. Be careful though, I can hear the swarm princes...They're coming."
"Hear what? I don't hear anyth-"
There was loud screech followed by all the doors in the chamber opening. Thralls poured out in droves running towards me.
"Oh [b]shi-[/b]"
"I'll provide supporting fire!" The warlock shouted as she ran behind cover.
[i]Great[/i]. Good thing I know how to handle blades. Let the slaughter begin.
Thanks for reading! Critique is appreciated. And don't forget to like and bump.
I wrote this cause I like the Sword of Crota mission. Also cause I need practice.
[spoiler]TL;DR gtfo[/spoiler]
Edit: Quick note, I had made a topic on this story way back but decided to repost it after doing a little re-write.
Edit2: Linked the next 2 parts.
Part 2 - https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/115842632/0/0/1
Part 3 - https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/120308913/0/0/1
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"To anyone that hears this, please let the speaker know that there is a large fleet of fallen heading to earth. I repeat, class 1 fleet of fallen heading towards earth. Me and my team will attempt to stop the ship, but it's a long shot." I looked up at Alda, " do you think anyone received that?" She ignored me, continuing to stare intently through her scope at the thousands of fallen massing below the cliff we were seated upon. "Lets hope so, I can only punch so many fallen before I get tired." I laughed, zhani-23 always managed to crack a good joke, even while staring into the hooded face of death. Alda brought me back to reality by reaching for my knife, instinctively I grabbed her and twisted her wrist painfully "may I?" She asked through gritted teeth. " sorry. You know I've never been good at sharing." Alda cracked a thin smile before returning to whatever it is warlocks do when faced with over 1,000 heavily armed fallen. "So when is the party starting?" Zhani was fastening and unfastening his gauntlets, an odd nervous tick added to his drive for no reason other than to add personality to his grey, metallic frame. "Soon enough" I replied "Good cus I'm getting pretty bored he-" he cut off as a high volt charge from a fallen sniper cut through his helmet like a hot knife through butter. I dove on top of Alda as another bolt zipped over her head and fried the rock behind her. I could see the horror In her eyes as she looked at zhani's now still eyes, no longer alight with the gentle blue glow I had come to identify as the color of safety. There was no doubt, zhani was dead, his ghost an intelligible mess hovering frantically around his body. It would be some time before he was revived from a wound that grievous. "We need to do something!" Shouted Alda. "Ok. What if I sneak into the kells ship and kill him? That should cause enough confusion to revive zhani and run right?" I reached for my knife, preparing to go invisible. The elegantly carved handle of my knife wasn't in its sheath. "WHERES MY KNIFE?" I screamed. Alda pointed down at the rows of angry fallen shooting at the rock. "I dropped it when you jumped on top of me. It's somewhere down there." "Ok,ok,ok.ill run down, grab my knife and turn invisible to go kill the..." She was already gone. Launching the largest ball of void energy I had ever seen. Scanning the ground was difficult, the tramping feet of the fallen kicked up dust on the canyon floor. Finally I located it's gleaming blade. The fallen were focused on Alda as I jumped down the canyon walls. I instantly felt a calm flow through me as I felt the hilt of my blade fill my palm. As the shadow of a fallen captain fell over me I smiled and let the pulsing arc energy fill me. The body of the final kells guard fell to the floor. The hall was ominously quiet, save for the quiet beep of numerous fallen computers. "Are you ready?" Asked my ghost. "Are you sure you want me to open this door?" I took a deep breath "Open the door." Fall on the floor Everybody walk the dinosaur Long live Lenny
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Edited by Guardian: 4/2/2015 4:03:27 PMA few corrections * with grammar and a little sentence structure work, and it would be flawless! :D You write very well otherwise * indicates edit
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It this a story u got say that next time like sword of god chapter one part one
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Proof read or have someone edit your work. You're a great writer, don't let small typos and grammatical errors tarnish great storytelling. But yeah, great stuff. Nice job creating a feeling. As a reader you can vividly imagine the place.
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Hmm I think it's missing a titan...
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Hmm I think it's missing a titan...
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Nice story. Thanks for the read. Hope to see more from you soon.
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Nice job
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Well done
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Very good read.
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Had to scroll for 2 minutes just to respond
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Good job! That's my favorite mission
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Dude..... That Was AWESOME
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is really someone ready this whole story? me not^^
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Perfect. Would love to read more
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That was quite good. Great work!
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Tl;dr pls summarize :(
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...that sentence structure needs some work
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That's pretty good. As someone who writes Destiy stories myself, This is a really good read.
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I AM THE GOD OF HELLFIRE!
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Great job. Thanks for that!
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Fantastic. First Destiny fan fiction ive seen. I'd love to see more, maybe about a titan? Maybe I'll try it myself some time ;)