[spoiler] All characters and aspects relating to or belonging to any of BraveCole's OR Oddish's stories rightfully belong to them.[/spoiler] [spoiler]This chapter was started during the Bravean-Oddiatian Fanfiction Drought (as well as when the Cauldron was the Trials map in July), in hopes of reanimating the two storytelling legends themselves. However, they have returned, and... well, just enjoy this non-canon story. If you want to see the first part, click here: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/223936861/0/0[/spoiler] [i]Atheon was pleased. Everything was going just as the world needed. No Guardians, no extinction problems. With Xylar resurrected, and empoweree with a Guardian's Light, Atheon could only dream of the power that would be unleashed. Atheon turned away. He still had to deal a great deal more confusion before he can clearly wipe out the Guardians.[/i] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ mybeary: Rest time over. Put away the [i]Monopoly[/i] away. Christ, I don't even know where you even got that, or how that still survived. Rakkl-2: Never leave home without a board game or a good book. Seriously, in a world where all Golden Age technology has been destroyed, we're lucky I saved a board game. Fexil: Luckier than not being heard the 34 times we were being loud? Rakkl-2: You got me there. No idea what would happen to my board games. mybeary: Alright, so all we have to do is to jump and run. That's it. No lollygallying, no sightseeing, just go. [i]mybeary counts the group down, to when the next Gorgon passes. The Gorgon, although skeptical of a Guardian's presence, keeps going, its defensive instincts at the ready.[/i] mybeary: Go. And don't look back. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [i]Atheon wonders what will happen if he used the Guardian's Light to amplify his own power. After several hours, in a place where time doesn't exist, knocking RJ out a couple times, Atheon tapped RJ's nose. Power surged through the Conflux Mind. The Minotaur decided that he was going to do a little field test. Atheon let out a short burst of energy.[/i] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [i]A guardian is headed to The Moon for the Trials of Osiris. Clutching his Passage Card, this Warlock was going to make Dunkle Vance proud. His team was reliable, his setup flawless. He couldn't possibly lose this game.[/i] [i]The burst of energy boomed from the Vault, affecting the barren deserts of Mars, and seeping into the air of the jungles of Venus. Time itself crackled at the seems, but the worlds stabilized.[/i] [i]The Warlock transmatted onto the playing field. His buddies, two Titans, were already waiting, in their flashy ornamented armour.[/i] Titan #1: You got here fast. Warlock: Cut the crap, you know you ditched me at that last game. Titan #2: No, we went to charge our supers. Remember who clutched the round for you. Warlock: Even so, you shouldn't just tell me to peek the rez-snipe if there was someone hard-scoping. Titan #1: You had self rez. Warlock: I didn't. Titan #2: Alright, lets just focus on this game. We have 15 minutes to go to the Vaults, get what we need, and get on the move. We also have time to chat with the enemy team, see if they're willing to show off their gear. People over in this 8-0 section are often cocky. Carries, Recoveries, shit like that. Warlock: Might need to switch over to a shottie the first round. Need to catch them unawares. Also, a Sword. Titan #1: Going to give 'em the ol' slice 'n dice? Warlock: Nope, I'm gonna skate like hell to get your rez'es. Titan #2: Well, -blam!- you. [i]Laughter erupts from the group, as the pulsewave slowly makes its way to Mercury. Within Venus, Guardians on patrol are stuck midair, attempting to escape imprisonment by sparrow. Vex and Fallen teleport like mad, even without the use of abilities and tools. A Hunter fires his entire clip into a Dreg, and pops his Golden Gun, emptying the flaming magazine into the Dreg's skull. Insanity, although within a tiny margin, forms in the minds of every Guardian on Venus, as well as the Guardians on Mars. Everywhere, time itself is warped, but an exception. The Vault of Glass.[/i] mybeary: Dammit. I told you, just jump the first two platforms and make the leap. It isn't that hard. Dawn: B-b-but i-it's-s s-scar-ry-y!!! BraveCole: Dawn, trust in your teacher. I'll catch you. Now hurry, before the Vanguard catch our coordinates! [i]Dawn makes the leap to the first platform, then, with a slight stumble, hops over to the second platform. Hesitating for a moment, Dawn walks back, then makes the leap of faith, aiming for the Professor. BraveCole wraps her in his arms, catching her in a not-so-graceful manner. Dawn is shaking like mad.[/i] BraveCole: You good? You still want RJ's cloak back? Dawn: mm-hmm... BraveCole: Hmmph.. Here you go. mybeary: We've got to move. The Vault is waiting. We've got to avenge the little Hunter. Bein' taken by the Vault like that. Rakkl-2: I mean, if we gotta. Ventis: What I find particularly odd is how you know how RJ disappeared. Perhaps you know something? mybeary: Yep. Attempted a carry for a friend. Debra wanted to do the Vault of Glass, at her level. The Fanatics took me away from the group. I got dumped into a random dimension. I don't know whether we'll be able to meet again. Chances are that she's alive and well, but the chance that we'll be able to see each other again is slim. If that's how your friend disappeared, well, let's just say I've been looking for a working way to get him back. Ventis: That's... really harsh, man. Fexil: Dude, I'm sorry. Rakkl-2: So your girlfriend and you got separated? So this is just some mashed up love-revenge story against Atheon? That's -blam!-ed up, but also pretty sweet. mybeary: Not my girlfriend. We better go. [i]As mybeary starts going for the door, Zavala appears from nowhere, slamming directly onto the entrance using his Fist of Havoc. [b]RJ?[/b] appears from his back, the little imposter wearing a sly smile. BraveCole drops Dawn, who stares at RJ, tearing up.[/i] BraveCole: RJ? Is that you? [i]rj?:[/i] What can I say, Teach? Aren't you happy to see me? Rakkl-2: Not him. Not whiny enough. [i]Rj?:[/i] Duly noted. I am not him, but he is with me. I am not with him. What is it that you see, is that of you cannot look. Heh. Zavala: I'm going to need Professor BraveCole to come with me. BraveCole: By all means. [i]Professor BraveCole whipped out his shotgun and cracked out at the commander, disorienting him. Tossing the commander to the ground, BraveCole went for the commander's neck, attempting to knock out Zavala for the time being. Rakkl-2 took out his ShadowShot and tethered Zavala, suppressing his Light temporarily. [b][u]Rj?[/u][/b], on the other hand, disintergrated into thin air, his smile the last to fade.[/i] Ventis: Wha-! What did you do to Commander Zavala? BraveCole: Knocked him out. Like my ol' Crucible days. Looks like Zavala's rusty as hell, right? Rakkl-2: Agreed. He needs to lighten up. I'll ask a private commission from Shaxx when we get out of this shithole. Fexil: Uh-huh. We done here? Ikora may still be here, so I advise we look around the place. Ikora: No need to, Titan. [i]Ikora walks out of the shadows, arms crossed. Void Light could be seen surrounding her hands, but the Light seemed stable, like water flowing throughout her body. She makes a chair out of the Void, and sits down.[/i] Ikora: Why don't we have a chat? I don't plan on fighting, but I do want Professor BraveCole out of here as soon as possible. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [i]Xylar, the Timeless roared, as it stretched its back. It feels nice to finally stretch out. After all, being in a spatial stasis for a couple hundred years, give or take, really puts a few thousand aches on your body. Atheon beams at his friend. Starting today, nothing can stand in their path. Now, if this Guardian could ever stop blabbering...[/i] RJ: I'm so bored! Seriously, can I just fight something? I want to talk to someone, I want to actually do something, except being tied to this... well, maybe just being tied up in general- Atheon: Shut up! Seriously, why did I even get [i]you[/i], of all people! RJ: Cause I'm amazing. Atheon: Uh-huh. I'm hitting your kill switch. [i]Atheon flicks RJ's nose, sending a 20 kilowatt shock throughout RJ's body, putting RJ unconscious. He should have done this earlier, when the Guardian had just gotten in. Atheon touched his wound. It would take another couple centuries to regenerate this wound. Stupid Guardians. To hell with them.[/i]