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Edited by Viguier: 1/1/2014 11:01:01 PM
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What a mess ! My fanfiction with belly cabal dancer, warlock and many other stuff ...

"What a mess !" I have started a fanfiction on another post, and made this one to be more visible. I'm French so writing in english is a little bit hard, so if i make some mistake warn me. Please enjoy. I accept any remarks. Chapter One : A sad dancer. "A warlock enters in the Cabals lord "palace," a den of pirates, raiders and of the scums of the known universe. Humans, Cabals, Fallens, Vex, they are all presents, exept the Hive, you can not live with them. A group of Fallens are discussing about how to share the wealth from their lootings, some others Fallens are also present in the dark room, from different factions. The tension is palpable. The lone nameless warlock takes a seat, in a dark corner, far from everyone, but seeing all the scene. In the center the Cabals lord, protected by his guard, with shield or railguns, merciless killers. He is watching the dancer, a Cabals "girl," he is clearly not satisfied. He makes a sign to a guard, who immediatly understands. The ground disappears and she falls, directly in the Phogoth's lair, where no one escapes. The lone Warlock nods and smiles behind his helmet. " Chapter Two : A sad bounty Hunter. "A Fallen server approached the Warlock :"Just like as usual," the server understands. Another Fallen is approaching, a Dreg he has only two arms, probably a bounty hunter given its look. The Warlock has a price on his head, capture him, dead ... or dead. He takes a seat in the same table and says :"You shouldn't have return here." What a cliché ! He seems calm, but he is clearly not a professional, its gun pointed under the table, Warlocks can fell that, and some experimented Hunters too. The Warlock is too fast, the Dreg's head is already far, no one turn, but everyone have their fingers, or the equivalent on the trigger. The server comes back, the Warlock throw him some money :"Sorry for the mess." There are some humans, merciless killers, traitors to their race, they would sell their own mother for one night with a girl, those who are paid. Good guys. The Cabals lord makes a sign to the Warlock, he no longer has the choice. The lord's guards are nervous, since few time Humans are coming back to take what was theirs, the Warlock could be a spy or a killer, here to stop the Cabal progression on Mars, but they don’t care about the prime on the Warlock’s head. There are some Vex, probably here to negotiate with the Cabals, the war on Mars is hard for both of them. The Cabals are taking their presence as an insult, they don't like to negotiate, that could be a Vex strategy for upset the Cabals leaders and make them lost their mind in the next battle. The lord points his "pistol" in the direction of the Warlock, for any others races, that would be named a heavy canon. They are looking each others and then laugh, the lord withdraws his gun and his helmet, he is almost as ugly as my stepmother. "We didn't seen you since a long time, space mercenary", said the lord. The translation is not instantaneous, there is a lag between what he says and his lips. Universal translator my ass ! "What this scum wanted from you ?" -"I have no idea my friend". Everyone here know the Phogoth has been captured by the lone Warlock himself and sold to the Cabals lord, for a modest price : the autorisation for the humans to land on some places on Mars. He actually received one tone of gold, but peoples prefer the first story. A drunk Fallen approaches near the Vex ambassador and falls on them. Hehehe a fallen Fallen. It's at this moment everyone seen that the Vex weapons were charged and ready to kill."

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  • “Viguier, this is DEEJ, I have read your fan fiction and i really liked it, i even think your story deserve to be integrated in the Destiny universe, and we even think here, in the Bungie studio we will make a comics with your story. It's actually so good, that gave us the motivation to finish the game much more quickly. But ... i see you made a triple posts ... THAT'S FORBIDEN BY THE RULES OF OUR GLORIOUS FORUM ! And because of that all the datas about you will be deleted and you will be sent to jail for the rest of your life ! You will never play Destiny ! Mouawawaahahaha !” So i have written the Chapter 4, at last ! With only 2 weeks late, but who cares ? Chapter 5 : … but a big kick in the ass ! The dropship gateway is open and at two meters from the surface of the Moon. DeWitt and the Warlock are activating their gravity boots, it's really useful here on the surface of the Moon where a jump can be literally deadly. This technology come from the Traveler, and we learn to use it and reproduce it. We are at approximatively five minutes from the objective. We all take a rope, i have no idea what we are suppose to take them, we will probably climb something, but that's unusual on the Moon. I watch their gears, the Dewitt has a sniper rifle, semi-automatic, excellent against the hive, a sub machine gun a heavy pistol and a thirty centimeters knife, a nice knife. The Warlock has a simple rifle with few modification, automatic, the Fallen pistol, and a Thunderlord, totally illegal in the city, this weapon is too versatile and dangerous. I take the device, it weights not more than 15 kilograms, my rocket launcher, my shotgun and my rifle. I point the objective and and make them sign to advance. We are walking and the corporal Dewitt asks me if i have any idea of what we are suppose to do with that "stuff" and what are the chance to meet enemies. I respond him that if the HQ has decided to sent three guardians to put a secret device on the Moon, there will probably have some actions, he seems happy. The Warlock starts to talk : "And you DeWitt, why have you joined the military ? -Oh you know that was the Call of Duty ... -And what did you get with that call of duty ? -A Medal of Honor. -Medal of Honor are extremely rare, few guardians get it. I said. -That was my Destiny. -Usually soldiers received it posthumously, i hope you're not at your half life. They laugh but i don't understand. -And you Captain how did you joined the military ? -My family and I were recyclers, we provided resources for the last city. We went in ours destroyed cities to get what our economy needed. Without peoples like us our industry wouldn't had the resources to make all we need. But when i was twelve a group of Fallens attacked us and killed my father. Me and the rest of my family were saved by a group of guardians. Since that day i swear to take my revenge on those aliens scums ! -And you, how did you get all that Fallens stuff ? On their corpses i suppose ... Asks DeWitt. -No, a Fallen captain gave me them. -Wut ? -Yes, i fought with them sometimes and i have been accepted in their clan ... a little time. -Why did you left them ? -They died. -Oh ... but i'm glad you're on our side. Have you ever fought humans ? -I never had this ... opportunity. But you know … with me there are never happy ending. He betrayed them, for sure, like he will betray us. I see the objective, or more exactly its entrance. It is guarded by a dozen of hive zombies, most of them are workers, cannon fodders, but there are also two knights. The corporal lies on the ground and targets the enemies, he has to kill them before they alarm their comrades. Few years ago i participated to an elimination of a Cabal general, or something like that. We were on a dropship at few dozens of meters from the surface of the Moon and use its convolution too shoot beyond the horizon. They didn't saw that coming. He shoots, reloads, there are six bullets in his magazine, he kills all of them in few bullets, just like with the Cabals, more or less. We are approaching the facility, the entrance is a hole, that was a human installation, and that wasn't the official entrance, it's a bomb that made this hole, a powerful one. I watch inside, the ground is twenty five meters below, now we know why we have ropes … Actually i don't think my story is that good, characters are cliché, backgrounds are cliché, their psychologies are cliché, but i still don't care ! The guardians were supposed to meet the Phogoth in that chapter, but i changed of mind, they will fight against him ... or drink some tea with cupcakes and i have to say i'm much less motivated to write it. Newt chapter .... someday.

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  • Edited by Viguier: 12/17/2013 12:00:33 AM
    I think this part is much less interesting, but no one seems to read me, so i don't care ! lol Next part tomorrow. [spoiler]The chapter 5 will continue the first part of the story. In the Chapter 4 : you will see a ... Phogoth.[/spoiler] Once again, if you see some mistakes, warn me. Chapter three : One small step for man … Few months earlier : We left the base few hours ago, without any order, destination, instructions or anything. What the Hell is doing the high command ? I don't even know the guys with who i'm suppose to do that mission. They are two, a lone Warlock, i have no idea who is he and a hunter, the caporal DeWitt, a young soldier but experimented, an expert of the knife and sniper rifle. I'm watching the Warlock, he is clearly not a guardian of the last city of mans. Probably a mercenary, he must be paid more for that mission, than me in an entire year. But how did he learned his space magic in that case ? It probably doesn't matter. At his belt he has a strange weapon, definitely not human made, it's looks like a Fallen pistol, and even his red cape looks like Fallen, given the state of the cape, he didn't took it on a corpse. I have heard that some mercenaries used to work with Fallens. Even the Cabals is recruiting human sometimes, as freelance for very specific missions. The dropship decelerates, we must be approaching the Moon. The high command contacts me, we are supposed to infiltrate a small hive base to put a kind of device which is supposed to give us an advantage on the future battle on the moon, i have no idea what it can be, and they don't want to tell me. They explained me the Warlock is a freelance recruited because of his experience of the Moon and the Hive. They tell me he fought for the Cabals and the Fallens and i shouldn't trust him, and he is suppose to obey me. How a human worthy of the name could fight among those monsters ? All those traitors deserve to die. He stands against the wall, arms crossed, silent. I will see him and ask : -For what are you fighting for mercenary ? -Money. -I'm fighting for honor and you're fighting for money ? pssst -Captain, a man fights for what he lacks the most. It enrages me, my ancestors build the wall ! They fought and died for a cause ! He fights for nothing, he has no sworn, no affiliation, no honors, he could betray us at any moment, i'm sure of it. The pilots says we are about to land on the moon. I catch his arm and say : "I have an eye on you." He watches me and respond calmly : "Understood."

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