[u][i]Fallen Into A Trap - 2[/i][/u] "So... What to do now?" Gizmo questioned, sitting on a nearby rock as a Fallen screech sounded through the door. "Sounds like they're having fun in there..." ________________________________________ "So Dennis is passed out, we still got a lot of Fallen in here... And I'm not having much fun..." Rush said, sticking his knife into a Dreg, causing Ether to sprawl out. "Seriously, what more could there be?" Rush activated his Arc Blade, creating a shockwave around him, clearing more Dregs and Vandals. "Same." Emilia agreed and shot her Boolean at multiple Vandals. "Well... Not as much as it was the first." She threw a Storm Grenade into the crowd in front of her, sending Dregs into the air. "Honestly... I don't like this at all. I wanna go home..." "I second that." Rush sighed, stabbing more Dregs with his Arc charged knife... ________________________________________ "Traveler... I so want to be in there so I can throw some Arc at 'em." Zephyr groaned, cleaning his Bolt-Caster with a piece of cloth. "I could at the Tower right now, making fun of Rahool..." "What d'ya have against Rahool?" Maria questioned, summoning two tiny Ward Of Dawns into her hands, and smashing them. "He's funny to make fun of, obviously..." Gizmo answered for Zephyr, sharpening his knife. He sighed and stood up, looking at the entrance to the Glass Throne. "What if I just..." Gizmo aggressively inserted his knife into the entrance. "Never mind..." Zephyr put away his cloth, and stored his Bolt-Caster on his back. He juggled a Nova Bomb in his hands, ready to engage at the entrance. "Shimmer, you there?" Zephyr's Ghost, Shimmer, appeared in a flash of blue lights. "Yes?" "Will this door open with a Nova Bomb?" "No, but I can open it..." "What?" Gizmo stood up, walking up to Shimmer. "So you're saying... A Ghost can open this door?" "What we we're made to do, here's an example." Shimmer explained, whizzing over to the Glass Throne's entrance. "See?" The door whooshed open, Dreg corpses lay on the ground. "We really missed that much?" Maria sighed, walking through the entrance. "Wish I was here then... I could've caused so much destruction." "Yep..." Rush said, kicking a Dreg off the edge. "You missed [i]that much[/i]... Emmy, how's Dennis up there?" He asked as the Dreg screamed as it fell down the chasm. "Might need some help, but he's fine overall. He just used a bit too much Light, which caused him severe tiredness. I guess?" She responded, dragging Dennis by the arm, grunting with every tug. "You couldn't have left some for us?" Maria contemplated, picking a Dreg up, at twirling it around. "Hehe, rag doll..." She chuckled, throwing the dead Dreg off. "I was gonna demolish!" Yelled Zephyr, dismissing his Nova Bomb. "I had the Nova juggling and everything..." "Stupid Kell..." Gizmo cursed to the sky, kicking a rock. "I wanted to see how much Shadowshot can do..." "That's... That's not right..." Hunt appeared next to Rush, whizzing around him. "The signal's... It's-- It's unblocked..." "What..? Hunt, what are you trying to say?" Rush asked his Ghost. "The signal was destroyed. We can go to Orbit..." ________________________________________ "I shouldn't have trusted those lower ranks..." Urksis growled in his native tongue, smashing the control console to his Ketch, upsetting his Pilot Servitor. "They can't do anything right..." "Kell Urksis," a Captain clicked, "we lost the High Servitor blocking their transmat. They can leave the Vault Of Glass now..." "Let them!" Urksis shouted, kicking the Captain out of his path. "We need our Prime... And we'll get it one way or another..." "You shouldn't be so tough on these lower ranks..." An Archon mumbled, polishing his Shrapnel Launcher. "They will rise one day, and one day they'll be a Vandal. A Captain. A Baron... And they will be a Kell..." "Tch..." Urksis scoffed. "We should be dead... The Whirlwind wiped most of us, and we lose our Prime. Deactivated, no frequencies to activate it... The House Of Stone cannot live much longer, and I'll fear the day we die..." He muttered, sitting back on his chair. "I'm sorry." "Don't be... We can always ask the oth-" "No... We are our own house..." ________________________________________ "We can go home then?" Gizmo asked Hunt. The Ghost made a bobbing motion with his shell. "Yes, yes we can. Unless somehow the signal comes back and ruins [i]everything[/i]..." Hunt answered, disappearing in a flash of blue light. "Sweet... Well our job's done here anyways." Zephyr said, brushing his collar off. "What's done is done, and we'll report to the Vanguards." "We will... Hunt, take us to orbit." Rush said. "We're so done with this place..." He scoffed as his Fireteam disappeared from the feet-up... Chapter Index: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/142503792/0/0 Chapter 11: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/171533284/0/0