[b]The Bunker Part 3[/b] CRASH! The overhead ventilation shafts burst apart as Delta and Foxtrot dropped into the crowd of Hive, taking them by surprise. The room erupted into chaos. Fox unloaded into every Hive monster he could find with his shotgun, while Delta banished many to the void and chunked several grenades. The knight retreated into the hallway and the Hive that remained in the room either followed or fell at the hands of the exos. The action soon died as a standoff ensued. The knight glared angrily with its Hive forces at the guardian and the soldier that now stood in its way. A dark power began to form around the knight. “This doesn’t look good,” said Fox. The darkness swirled around the knight and began to take shape. In the knight’s hands appeared a massive cleaver, much like the one in the container, and from it oozed a dark essence. “Here we go…” said Delta. The knight lifted its blade and roared, signaling its forces to charge, and charge they did. “Now!” Delta shouted. The exos each pulled out their respective weapons of mass destruction from where they stashed them and began to unleash hell on the flood of Hive. The knight dashed to the side, taking cover, as the Hive forces were utterly decimated. For a while it seemed the exos had pushed the Hive back. Confidence grew in Delta as he demolished foe after foe, chitin flying everywhere. Then came Delta’s worst nightmare. The firing stopped and Delta heard a loud click. “I’m out!” he shouted to Fox. “Me too!” Fox shouted back. They had taken out a major chunk of the enemy combatants, but a fourth of their forces still remained. Seeing their chance, the Hive charged one last time, the knight right behind them. Void rounds flew all around the room as the Hive began to fill it. Delta had switched to his Galahad-E and emptied an entire clip into the wall of thrall that was upon him. Most of them perished, but the oncoming firepower from the acolytes directly behind them nearly caught Delta several times. His combat protocols were hard at work, moving from one target to another while simultaneously avoiding voidfire. Slowly, Delta got into a rhythm. Shoot, dodge, cover, shoot, dodge, cover. ‘We might do this!’ thought Delta as the Hive began to thin. That’s when he heard Fox scream. Delta turned to see the knights cleaver wedged deep into Fox’s collar and chest. “FOX! NO!” The knight removed its blade from Fox and let him fall to the ground, and raised the cleaver in triumph. Anger swelled up within Delta. As an acolyte approached him, he blinked behind it. Delta shoved the barrel of his auto rifle into the armor around the Hive’s neck and held the trigger. The acolyte crumpled beneath him and he blinked again. One after another, Delta took out the rest of the Hive foot soldiers by blinking around the room. The knight roared in frustration, unable to keep its eyes on him. Soon it was down to one last acolyte, which Delta blinked directly in front of and buried his fist into its head. As its body fell to the floor, he turned to the knight. It was just the two of them now. The knight took its blade in both hands, and charged. Delta watched the cleaver carefully as the knight lifted it and swung down on him. He blinked to the right, hoping to catch the knight defenseless, but it had been watching him teleport around the room and it was ready. As Delta rushed in to attack the knight from behind, the monster suddenly swiveled, and the exo's head collided with the butt of the knight’s blade. Delta flew to the side and landed face down in a daze. He groaned as he struggled to get up, the knight behind him poising for the finishing blow. As he got to his hands and knees, Delta felt his hand hit something. He looked over to see Fox’s shotgun next to him. The Warlock closed his eyes. It would have to do. As the knight’s cleaver came rushing down to meet Delta's back, he quickly grabbed the shotgun and blinked again. Annoyed at the missed blow, the knight swiveled again, expecting its foe to come from behind once more, but was surprised to find nothing there. Instead of blinking behind the knight like last time, Delta had gone up instead. He came crashing down on the knights back, unloading Fox’s shotgun into the back of its head. The beast fell to the ground, and fell apart before Delta’s very optics, its joints spewing darkness. It was done. Delta rushed to the side of Foxtrot, and found he was still alive, but just barely. “Delta…” Fox spat. “No, just relax,” said Delta, trying to comfort him. Fox just shook his head. “I’m… I’m not going to make it.” “Don’t say that!” said Delta. Fox shook his head again. “It’s ok,” he said. “My job… is done.” Delta bowed his head in sorrow. “Hey…” said Fox. “Don’t mourn my death. I wasn’t… born. I… I was built.” Fox pointed to the sword in the tank. “Take it,” he said. “The light… the City… can protect it… ‘cough’, from the Hive’s gaze.” Delta nodded. “I will.” Fox pointed to the shotgun now. “Take that too,” he said. Delta started to shake his head but Fox held up his hand. “Think of it… as a gift. From your… brother.” Fox’s words were heavy and Delta reluctantly nodded. He looked down at the weapon. On the side was printed a name: "Matador 64". He set the shotgun aside. “You will not be forgotten, Foxtrot.” Fox shook his head once more. “I will. But… you won’t… Guardian. Ironic… isn’t it? We… we were built… to kill the Traveler.” Delta’s widened his eyes in shock. “If it is answers you seek…” Fox struggled. “Go to Lab 6… in the Himalayan mountains. The coordinates… are in the central… computer.” Fox’s words were coming out slower now. “Thank you,” said Delta. Fox nodded one last time. “Good luck… Delta.” Foxtrot’s eyes dimmed and his body slumped. He was gone. With sorrow in his artificial heart, Delta went to the computer for the Lab 6 coordinates, while simultaneously calling the Tower on his coms. “This is Delta. I need Zavala on the line immediately,” he said as he saved the coordinates. Delta took one last look at Foxtrot and walked out of the bunker as Zavala came on the line. “Yes,” said Delta. “I need an extraction team fast. We have a Hive weapon that needs immediate containment.” As Delta called for the extraction, he saw the hill that hid the bunker so well, and thought about how impossible the place would have been to find without the coordinates provided by the City’s scout. “Also,” added Delta. “I want the name of the scout that found the bunker. We need to have a little talk.” [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1371758/225361897/0/0]Chapter 7[/url] [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forums/Post/224417569?page=0&sort=0&showBanned=0&path=1]The Hub[/url]