Hello guardians, this is AnonPig of [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Forum/806204]The Collective of Fanfiction[/url] and I'd like to take this moment to invite all writers and readers alike to join! This is a single part of a much larger story, [b]A New Dark Shines[/b], to read from the beginning of the beginning: [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/98801395/0/0]An Exo Found on Mars; Maekir-4: Chapter 1; Heavy Artillery[/url] [b]Fragmented Memories[/b] Everything felt... distant. Like Arttu was flying beyond reality itself, soaring past it all looking for a moment. Only he wasn't guiding his body, something else was. It was ethereal and pleasant, he trusted it entirely. The force of stopping was extreme, like his soul wished to keep going but his body wished to stay. This odd rush of inertia gave him a pounding headache and it became hard to focus. Where was he? It was familiar, but skewed, like he was looking through warped glass. The Vanguard. He was at their table, well looking at it. They were discussing something, something important. The speaker was there, and there was a dead ghost on the table in front of them. "Play the message again. We need to be sure." Ikora Rey said. [quote]ammunition of rich makes, quantity adequate to incinerate 6X6 foe 11 operational weapons, alien design, suitable for salvage 3 explosive charges of obvious design, suitable for salvage 1 cabal fusion reactor, disabled but perhaps repairable 61 machines, alien, inoperable, unknown significances 13 alien machines, inoperable, known significances 3 glints 7 herealways 1103 twists of essence 15 human body parts, kept for study, scorn 55 human adornments, full of glory and warm memory, worth the cost of their acquisition and more so some ether, quantity negligible considerable experience in battle 4 dregs dead, rendering House of Winter weaker 1 dreg honoring self and House, leading to consideration of fabricated arms 1 disabled Fallen skiff, scrubbed of House identity and stories 1 Fallen story found beside the disabled skiff, unknown House, partly corrupted, rendered as follows: what others call dark which is not I know what it is but no time room calm given for an appropriate telling so I say only that what is not shadow is an ally and a wonder and I respect what I cannot steal from and you cannot take from the dark you can claim only pain from the dark and that is why the dark is worthy of love beyond all other love that astonishing ability to evade being robbed I love what I will not name 1 story, Fallen and found beneath the skiff, unknown House, story uncorrupted subsequently the second recording has been washed away operator error I know what no one else knows and now I am a marvel with ten thousand arms[/quote] "Are we sure?" Commander Zavala asked? "It's unsettling, but they found it on the person of a dreg. Said it fought unlike any they've seen." Cayde-6 replied. "It's a lot more than just unsettling Cayde-6, the darkness has worked through the Vex by ways of the Sol Progeny, and now the Fallen? We have to learn more about it." Ikora said sternly. "And we will, all in due time." The Speaker spoke quietly. "But there are more enemies than just the darkness." "So what do we do?" Asked Cayde-6. The Speaker faced out from the table, guardians visited Lord Shaxx and the Arcite 99-40. "We tell them little, until we know more. And then we tell them less." Thankyou for reading, this is your friendly neighborhood AnonPig reminding you to live beyond the story! [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/114468134/0/0]Chapter 4; The Lands in the North[/url]