“Alright Beta…” he answered sadly. “I’ll do it, but I need something from you first.” “Anything for you, little brother.” “I will not rest until the Defense is dismantled for good, but I need to know where to find Yara Sayyed, Yazan’s descendant. Until she is dealt with, the Defense will continue to terrorize the world. I’ve scoured the Earth, but she is nowhere to be seen.” Beta let loose a quiet laugh. “I’m not surprised. That’s probably because she is not on Earth at all.” Delta’s eyes widened in shock. “You’re saying she’s gone off world?” “Sort of. The Defense always prided themselves on their ability to stay ahead and stay hidden. You’ll find they have a large number of secret locations scattered across the solar system. But, none of them are more secret than the space station.” Delta let that sink in. The Defense had a space station. No wonder he couldn’t pick up any leads. Until now. “You think she’s there?” Beta grunted. “If this Yara is anything like Yazan, she’s definitely there.” A series of complex numbers began to run across Beta’s screen. “These are the coordinates and orbital patterns.” “Ghost.” “I’m on it,” the ghost responded, taking note of the numbers. “Beta,” Delta started, trying not to let his sadness prevail. “Thank you. For everything. I will make sure the Defense never hurts anyone again.” “I know you will. That’s the drive I know and love. I rest easy knowing that you will carry on our stories, and our legacy.” There was a moment of silence as the two of them mentally prepared for the inevitable. It had to be done, and Delta had to be the one to do it. “Delta,” Beta said softly. “It’s time.” “I know,” came his comforting response. “Tell me how.” Beta’s screen flickered with somber emotion. “Simply remove the panel below the screen. Then pull out the red wire.” Delta waited a second longer, forcing his body to submit to the task. “Wait,” said Beta. Delta lifted his eyes to the screen. “Remove your helmet,” Beta requested. Delta obeyed, the helmet disappearing in a flash of light as it was stored away. Beta’s digital face stared at Delta’s silver one, his luminous blue eyes instilled with duty and sadness. “Thank you,” she said lightly. “I just wanted to see your face one last time. Don’t regret what you are about to do. I am a lost cause, but you… you are the future. Do it.” Delta took a slow step forward, and knelt carefully in front of the panel, which he removed with ease and set to the side. He stared at the system of wires that was Beta’s life force, specifically the red one that ran straight up the middle. “It’s ok Delta. Go ahead.” He took hold of the wire. “Do it.” He pulled the wire out. The faint hum of the computer began to die down. Delta raised back to his feet and looked into Beta’s eyes. “Thank you,” she said. “I am finally free of this hell… Thank you.” Her words grew drawn out and distorted as the computer shut down. “Go now… little brother,” she managed. “Make me proud…” The screen briefly flashed white, then faded into black. She was gone. Now having no one in control of their minds, all the frames dropped to the ground with a series of loud crashes. Delta paid no attention to them. He stared at the blank screen, unmoving. Another family member was gone. Delta’s ghost materialized next to him. “I can’t imagine how difficult that was for you. Are you okay?” Delta blinked once, expressionless, then reached gently into one of his many side pockets. He pulled out his fist and opened his hand. The tooth Alex had given him rested in his palm. He studied it for a moment, then closed his fist. “This has to end. No more death. No more pain. It’s time we put a stop to the Defense once and for all.” “We?” asked the ghost, confused. “Yes,” confirmed the exo, shoving the tooth back in his pocket. “Prepare the ship. I’m storming that space station, and I will not be doing it alone.” [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Groups/Post?groupId=1371758&postId=243202876&sort=0&page=0]Chapter 17[/url] [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forums/Post/224417569?page=0&sort=0&showBanned=0&path=1]The Hub[/url]