The Core Part 6 The cold wind howled as the snowstorm began to set in. Delta paid no attention to the weather. He sat on his knees, absolutely still. Before him was a simple gravestone, nearly covered by the snow. The raid ended a week ago. Delta returned to the Tower with four other members. They were hailed as heroes, the City safe forever from the moon’s destructive power, but Delta didn’t feel like a hero. Alex had sacrificed herself, not only to buy them time, but so that she would not die by the hands of The Defense. The exo placed a hand on the gravestone. “Alex…” he said out loud. “I’m so sorry…” The wind picked up and Delta’s trench coat flapped up and down behind him. "I should have known,” he continued. “If I had known…” Delta punched the snow, anger growing in him. “You were the only one who understood me…” he said. “How will I continue on knowing you were taken from me?!” he exclaimed, nearly shouting. An image of Yara Sayyed flashed in Delta’s mind. “This is all HER doing!” he growled. “This is HER fault!” The exo trembled with anger, and he remembered the promise he made to the evil scientist. [i]“If you ever threaten the lives of my friends again, I WILL shoot you in the head.”[/i] Delta opened his side pocket, and took out the tooth Alex had given him. He stared at it for a minute, then placed it atop her grave. “You told me to remember who I am. You told me I was not a senseless killer, but...” He paused and closed his eyes in remorse. His mind was a battle, torn in two by the idea of wholesome revenge. Delta used to be able to approach situations logically, but no longer. The exo shuddered in confusion and rage at the pain he now felt. Eventually Delta's emotions were victorious, and his eyes flickered to life with renewed fury. “I made a promise..." he said. "And I keep my promises." Delta sat back and looked out into the swirling white around him. “Justice will be rendered. I don’t know how, but I’m going to find The Defense… I’m going to find Sayyed.” “I can help with that,” said a voice through the wind. Delta slowly stood up and turned around to face this newcomer. Standing tall in the snow was the largest Warlock he had ever seen. The guardian wore a Hezen Lord armor set, painted blood red. The towering Warlock stepped forward and made a formal bow. “My name is Keis-51. It’s a pleasure to meet you." [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1371758/226662367/0/0]Chapter 12[/url] [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forums/Post/224417569?page=0&sort=0&showBanned=0&path=1]The Hub[/url]