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Chapter 73: Protocol Juggernaut (3) New
The Juggernaut exploded forwards, as Void shot out the vent, his feet touched the ground and he scrambled backwards. The mechanical behemoth defied gravity as its jagged limbs tore into the thick metal walls.

It rushed forwards towards the small vent, with no intention of stopping, the rail guns locked on as hundreds of bullets pierced the secret entrance's hull.

Void pushed himself up as he prepared for Armageddon, the juggernaut's thrusters roared as it rammed through the walls, leaving behind a gargantuan hole, as dust clouds erupted in the barren plains of the cosmodrome.

Void's figure blended into the chaos, "Obsidian, eta."

"The Squad's five minutes away. We'll have to hold him off."

His eyes narrowed as two smoke bombs dropped from his palms and rolled away, erupting into a thick miasma of smog that covered the entire perimeter. Void's translucent figure was now completely hidden.

Juggernaut's sensors locked in on his energy, yet it was as if Void was everywhere and no where at all. He was fully immersed within the fog, causing the behemoth to erratically shift as its guns failed to track.

Utterly lost, the gargantuan arachnoid halted, fully on alert as its eye widened, focusing on all movements, down to the most minute ones.

But what it wasn't prepared for, was a feral frenzy. A tango of sheer speed, lethality and one damn cheeky bastard.

A smile crept on Void's lips, he revealed himself, the thick mist forming a faint silhouette that faced the Juggernaut. He put one foot forward and raised both hands.

Daggers akimbo, Void teased with a tantalizing flick of his fingers.

"Oi, catch me, if you ca-."

The instant the words slipped from his lips, Juggernaut raised both guns as a frenzy of deafening heavy rounds shredded the misty silhouette and it burst apart, scattering as it flushed hundreds of fog clouds its way.

Sensing a looming threat, Juggernaut jerked around and rammed into fog as it scattered away once more.

"Looking for me?"

Bullets barely grazed the flickering figure in the mist. all manners of calculations ran inside the machine's head, yet it couldn't grasp what was happening.

Void shot forward from a plume of smoke, ferociously swiping his dagger across one leg, the Juggernaut tried to jerk away, but Void countered with a clean slice that barely scratched its hull, yet left a corrosive mark.

The next instant, before it could respond, Void darted back into the smoke. Stumbling backwards Juggernaut swerved and fired around pre-emptively, hitting absolutely nothing, as it felt something stirring above.

Void slammed a kick into its dome, as a tremor pulsed, Juggernaut caught a glimpse of him, hurling its entire body towards Void.

But milliseconds before it crashed into him, Void's feet lightly tapped cracked ground and he flickered away, sliding underneath the megaton behemoth he deftly carved its shell.

Recovering perfectly, Void jolted to his feet, sliding out to the fog, he flickered.

Juggernaut roared, entering into a furious rage, decades of corrosion had slowed it down. Unable to keep track of Void, it danced with vigor hoping to catch him in the aftermath.

Bullets rained as Void dashed in and out, each step, each stride, each blow of his blade, timed to the last instant. Void's figure was akin to a haze, ferocious, and unseen.

"Arrows, NOW."

Tevis's voice broke the mould as Void let go of his spectral blades. An intense suppressive light captured the air itself. Juggernaut, blinding by the rage was unable to see it.

But Void looked to the skies. Thin streaks of light pierced the very horizon as they descended upon them, akin to heavenly judgement.

"Good luck bud."

Void waved him off, because he sure as hell wasn't staying to feel that blow. His figure turned translucent, as he scattered into mist, warping away to a seemingly safe distance.

What followed, was exactly what he expected. Void was barely outside the blast radius, he felt the harrowing suppressive energy flushing the entire plain. Toxic enough to corrode his own bones in an instant.

A second later, it erupted, yanking anything misfortunate enough to be close, parasitic tendrils sprouted like chains, draining energy from anything remotely alive.

Void sucked in a cold breath. In front of him, was the pinnacle achievement of Nightstalkers, this total annihilation was Shadowshot extinction.

"I'd take a step back if I were you."

Tevis appeared behind him and gently pulled him back, the enormous crater seemed to expand as poisonous fumes permeated the collapsing shockwave, creating a dead-zone at the centre.

The Nightstalker's gathered around, surrounding Void, many held questioning glares. But most of all, genuine awe.

"Way to go dumbass." Levi slapped him upside the head.

Void clicked his tongue, "Oi, I am the victim. I was just scavenging."

Levi scoffed, "Yeah, some real treasure you've dug up."

The squad broke into laughter, as Levi and Void squabbled. Tevis stepped in and separated the two, a somber frown etched on his face.

"Easy, it's not over, keep your guards up." His hands slipped to the side and grasped his curved daggers, coated with an onyx light. The rest of the squad felt an uneasy shiver run down their spines, their instincts implored them to look back.

Through the cataclysmic deadfall, the Juggernaut trudged closer, its entire hull decomposed and decaying, its legs giving out. Yet the emotionless red glare in his eyes said all that needed to be said.

"How's it still standing." Void felt awe, the gargantuan arachnoid was on its last legs, its sturdy frame marred with corroded burns, a feverish light continued to devour its pieces.

"Don't be surprised, he's just a husk of himself. But in his heyday that bastard ruled the cosmodrome tunnels." His daggers flashed, Tevis took one step forward, flickering ahead.

Taking a stance, Tevis faced the behemoth, the red glow in its eyes flared up, as if recalling the past, "Arachnoid's are a popular android type. Their chasse is impenetrable, and they move at feral speeds. To the untrained lightbearers, this thing will be their end."

He put one leg ahead of the other, taking a low stance as his daggers flared to the side.

Tevis appeared to stand still. Yet the next instant, only an afterimage remained, he silently phased above the Juggernaut, inches away from its dome.

"It's only weakness, is the head. Secured by thick steel."

The mechanical abomination struggled to trace Tevis's speed, it looked up. An instant later, was death.

The red hue in its visor disappeared, the last thing it saw, a seamless onyx slash cleaving its head apart. Its thick dome tumbled to the ground, as strength drained from its legs, the gargantuan arachnoid crumbled apart.

"But with the right technique, I'd say its still possible." Tevis flawlessly landed, his moves barely left a whisper. He was a phantom, the only evidence of his technique, was the dissected carcass of the machine.

Void grabbed the tumbling sphere rocking near his feet and held it up. 'Damn, Rasputin must've been a real nutcase to even make this.'

"Count your stars Void, you're damn lucky to have met this bastard in the state it was. A few decades earlier, and it would've eaten ten of you alive." Tevis walked back, clearly not happy with his apprentice.

Not only had Void magically released this horror, he had also created a real headache with paperwork. How was he supposed to explain the reemergence of The Juggernaut. He could already hear the warlock's and their incessant questions.

Tevis felt a burning pain pulse through his mind. "How the hell did you even get there. We made sure the place was sealed, and we closed all the f*cking gates."

"No one outside our squad knew of its location. Was the goddamn light cage not enough of a hint, you daft bastard? Keep your hands off the shit you can't afford to mess with."

Bombarded with insults, Void immediately sought to explain, but he was quickly shut out by the rest of the squad, who were keen on pelting some affectionate words of their own.

"OK, ok ok. Look, I just squeezed through the gaps and tracked the remnant traces, if anything its you guys doing a dogshit job at hiding yourself."

The squad rolled their eyes, but they let him continue.

"Either way, I did not wake it up. You might think I am crazed for loot, but even I can take a hint. When I saw the light cage, I left. Simple as that."

"You're really expecting me to believe that horseshit? I made that cage myself, there's no goddamn way it broke on its own. Something definitely broke it open." Levi immediately disagreed.

Void nodded, "That's what I am saying, I didn't, but something did. As I left, the waves got unusually rough. You might not believe me, but the tremors shook the entire cavern. Once that happened, all the mines were triggered."

"Before I knew it, everything was hazy, and the cage broke open."

"Not buyin it. Your dumbass probably tripped over it." Levi shrugged.

"You definitely need to work on your standup." Bandit clicked his tongue and chuckled.

"That's bullshit, you gotta trust me." Void looked around, pleading for some help. Naturally, all the Nightstalkers were well versed with the sly crocodile tears after screwing up. So he got no sympathy.

'Rough waves. Tremors.' Tevis muttered to himself.

While the squad quarrelled, debating whether or not Void was just finding excuses, Tevis peered at the night sky. He pondered as he searched for the moon. But alas, it was missing, or perhaps, just faded.

'The lunar cycle doesn't add up.' If anything, right now was the time for a full moon. Instead, its glow was diminished, and the lunar halo was no where to be seen. The night sky seemed bright, subtly wrapped in a ghastly blanket.

Starlight glimmered, shining brilliantly, yet there was an eerie hue to it all. He didn't understand it, nor could he put it into words. Yet Tevis checked his transponder, whatever it was. The others had definitely noticed too.




Ikorra paced in her study, a small room at the tower's peak. Decorated with books and grimoires she had collected over the ages. Her mind encumbered with the city's future. She reflected upon herself.

But something was wrong. Tonight felt restless. Her gaze lingered at the traveler, the great machine nourishing the last city.

" Centuries passed, humanity fell, yet you remained. What was the cost for such a fate? What is it that you expect from us?"

A subtle frown crept on her face. Her eyes wavered, as she looked to her feet. She knew all too well, the light was a blessing, yet it brought trials.

Her transponder rang, several urgent codes flashed. She wasn't alone, the Vanguard was notified of several calls, of critical proportions.

"For humanity, there is no cost too great."

Ikorra resolved herself as she answered, "Ikorra Ray, Vanguard. Speak."

Silence echoed, a muffled voice broke through, barely heaving for breaths. Whoever it was, seemed frightened, and anxious. There was a deep primal fear etched in each syllable he uttered.

And he uttered only once, through clenched teeth, as if every bone in his body wished it was a dream.

"...They took the moon.... He's here. We couldn't stop him. Hide, you must hide. The light, has abandoned us."


A/N: If you've enjoyed reading till now, do react to the posts, or comment. I appreciate any interaction! The next arc is very impactful.
 
Chapter 74: The Consensus Divided New
Turbulent clouds brewed in the horizon, the seemingly calm night sky was just a façade, as chaos spiralled across the tower.

An eerie and sinister gaze coveted the earth, and it could no longer be hidden. Those under the ghastly moonlight felt a blood-curdling fear, a chill spread through their bones. The consensus grew anxious, as all high ranking guardians were gathered in the Speaker's hall.

Solemn faces winced, aghast and appalled. Countless questions sprouted, but no one held the answers. The Vanguard were silent, subjected to the dire circumstances, all eyes fell on the heralds of the last city.

In these dire times, as all hope seemed lost, the speaker, presiding in his chair, spoke up. His soothing voice resounded, as the chilling cold seemed to fade.

"An ancient enemy has resurfaced. As you all must know, our lunar scouts were ambushed and annihilated. All forms of communication have been cut off. The moon, is lost."

Faction heads, team leaders and elite guardians nervously shifted in their chairs. A stifling silence seized the room. Disquieted and unable to respond, their utter belief in the Traveler was shaken. Were they not the chosen? Had they not sacrificed? How had they lost?

The speaker sensed these tensions, as he took a pause. He glanced at those disheartened.

"The Hive, who we thought had vanished from Luna, buried themselves deep within its surface. Aiming to strike back. Now, they attack, aiming to take everything from us once again."

He stood up, guiding the eyes of the room to the window. Stepping out from the table, the speaker traced his hands over the dim halo emanating from the great machine. The great will behind its existence remained resolute, filling the speaker with strength.

"We, are the last of the light. Survivors of a great collapse. The first to rise and the last to fall. The risen who banished the dark. We are the champions of humanity."

His gaze carried warmth, a distinct aura exuded, filling those around him with light.

"We are guardians, and our light, will not be extinguished."

The warlock's rose to their feet, the titans approached closer. The hunters remained quiet, yet their eyes had changed, carrying a dangerous killing intent.

Zavala took the lead, his hands tapped the table, calling for their attention.

" We've pushed back the hive once, at the burning lakes. But the city needs time. We've spent far too many resources on the Ahamkara excursion. The consensus must decide the next move."

The faction leaders grimaced, they too had paid a steep price to execute the Ahamkara, however, could they support such a war campaign again? No, that wasn't the question.

A single glance around the room made it painfully obvious, those that back out now were worse than scum. Their very existence was at question. Future War Cult, Dead Orbit and New Monarchy, all were under intense scrutiny.

The Elites had already made up their minds. To them, attacking Luna was the Hive setting their eyes back on Earth.

Omar Agah, an elite gunslinger was disgruntled. The Battle of Burning Lake was the greatest disaster in his eyes. Although they had pretty much exterminated the majority of Hive colonies from earth, the cost was far too great.

The titan orders felt the same, Vell Tarlowe of the Pilgrim Guard, Gunnvor from the First Pillar Order, Calisto Yin of Firebreak, Han JungHee of Stoneborn and Blythe-8 from the Sun Legion. All elites were in unrest.

Praxic Fire and the captains of the hunter regiments, Tevis and Sai were present. Although they were directly under the Vanguard, their standing within the consensus was well respected.

All were silent. Yet each guardian present had a burning desire to avenge the ones they had lost, to push back their enemy and reclaim their moon.

The room grew dimmer, the floor creaked as Lord Shaxx sauntered to the centre table. His stride was calm, releasing a suffocating pressure that yanked air from their lungs. Suddenly, an air of respect rose from the guardians present.

Ears perked up, as all faces turned to Warlord. Unlike his boisterous and jovial nature, Shaxx seemed distant and worrisome.

"It is true that we must strike back. However, striking at an unknown enemy is a gamble. We cannot risk the fate of humanity on such a thing. We stood together at Burning Lake, and the Hive we faced were ruthless."

A sullen and melancholic memory flushed the room, those present could hear the grief woven within his words. Shaxx fell quiet, recalling his final battle.

"There were thousands, Knights wielding blades inscribed with sinister magic, wizards with indecipherable sorcery aiming to decant our very souls."

"A hundred thralls ambushed each of us, held us down till their armies reaped our light. We were powerless. Their swords devoured our might, their magic and arcane showed wisdom and cunning beyond us."

"Oceans soiled with their corrupted corpses, the dirt beneath our feet, soaked in toxic blood, rendering it barren. The Skies marred with a legion of magicians, armed with their grimoires and rituals. Yet, we persevered, and survived."

His words rang out, yet many were dissatisfied with his intended message. Shaxx noticed their eyes growing sharper.

"Attacking the Hive on the moon is a fools endeavor. We know nothing of their tactics. Their Sword and sorcery will cut through our Light. We cannot afford such a fight."

"Lord Shaxx, had it not been you, such words would signify cowardice." Lakshmi-2 chimed in, her eyes drifting to the various elites gathered. Although her words earned her a sharp glare from certain titans, the exo continued shamelessly.

"The Future War Cult exists to address such difficult campaigns. No matter the risk, we will never back down."

Shaxx clenched his teeth, an audible grit resounded, his hands dropped to the table.

"You do not understand their power. Your warriors have faced mere imitations on earth. Our enemies are far stronger than you could ever perceive. This is no time for false bravado."

The instant the warlord dropped his hands, many guardians instinctively raised their guards. Suffice to say Shaxx's outburst caused the Consensus to split apart. The room was no longer amicable for discussion.

Naturally, the Vanguard issued a few days notice to decide their final vote. To the war mongers, it was a clear attempt at collecting extra resources, whereas those supporting a more cautious response found it a good way to settle the Consensus.

None knew the exact stance of the Vanguard, however, one thing was certain. The Consensus had no choice but to decide the fate of the city.




[Vanguard Quarters]

"This is madness!"

The door to Zavala's room slammed open, a furious titan on the other end.

"Lord Shaxx."

"We barely eked out a victory at Burning Lake. Has the Consensus not read my report? You need to see reason, Zavala."

"We're preparing-"

"Zavala, you cannot think this is wise. Those swords, we need to study them further, to train against them."

"Lord Shaxx."

"We're not ready, the city is not ready."

Zavala heaved a sigh, "That is a matter for the consensus to decide, old friend."
 
Chapter 75: Greed and Discord New
Void crouched, scuttling across, his eyes shifting side to side, he deftly took cover behind the Cryptarch's tent. The winds howled as a gust of air flushed through the empty Courtyard. Levi stood patiently to the side as Void continued with his stealth antics.

"Dude, I told you, there's no one here. Everybody's too goddamn busy with the Consensus. Can you please just hurry up."

"Aren't you the escort here? Do something." Void retorted.

"What? You want me to princess carry your ass? Get UP, and walk."

"Man keep your goddamn voice down, what if they see me." Void immediately hushed him as he lowered to the ground.

"See you? You're f*cking crawling in broad daylight. I HOPE they see you. You spent, TWENTY minutes to walk from the Hangar. Get off your goddamn ass, or I swear I'll throw you down this tower."

Void clicked his tongue as he paced towards Banshee's stall, "Fine, I'll do it myself. For the record, you're a horrible body guard."

Levi shrugged him off as he leaned against the wall, his eyes focused on his transponder. He could feel it, soon, their Captain would definitely drop a huge bomb on them.

"Banshee, you got the goods?" Void swiftly slide over his work order. Naturally, there was no way the gunsmith would even remotely recall who the order was for without a token.

"Hmm....Ah yes. The blade. Give me, a moment." The gunsmith rummaged around in the back, as he fiddled with the caches, eventually he pulled out a black case, marked with the same token symbol.

"The weapon is extraordinary. It's blade is sensitive and utilizes the light. I'd suggest you try it out soon." He handed over the case as Void held out his wrist.

"How much would that set me back?"

Banshee calculated the cost, and deducted the glimmer.

"250,000. No refunds."

Void raised a brow, "You sure? Thought I'd definitely owe you more."

"City's going through a rough patch. Since last night, Consensus pushed for more weapons. Cost is a bit lower due to the lenient workshops looking to aid guardians."

"Is that so." Void took the blade and pondered on the gunsmith's words. He nodded and walked off the side, a notification appeared to the side.

[ Received 1x Zamyr's Requiem ]

Zamyr's Requiem

Rank: Legendary (Uninfused)

" A lament, an Odyssey, a pilgrimage to ascension, shattered through fate but bound by vows. "

Perks:

(Fated): Only those chosen can hear its cries, the blade answers to its wielder.

(Hunger): Feast on the paracausal paradigm, an ever-shifting gradient dividing the light and dark. Consume the souls of your enemies. The blade will ascend, and fulfill the lament of an everlasting wish.

(Locked): ------ Infusions Required

(Locked): ------ Infusions Required


He carefully took out the sword from its cache. The blade felt balanced, its edges were sharp. With one swing, Void estimated the blade was perfect for his style. A lightweight sword, for lethal and instant kills.

Void's palms wrapped around the hilt as he took out its scabbard, although he hadn't asked for one, Banshee was wise enough to include it. He sheathed the sword, and fastened the scabbard to his side, it's magnetic pulsors syncing with the armor.

"Alright, let's go."

Levi leaned off the wall and headed towards the stairs, "Where to?"

Void pointed his finger down, "I've gotta collect some armor. Workshops were on it."

"Alright money man, you make the moves." The two found the elevator shaft and leapt off, hurling themselves down.




Deep within the Tower's maze, a few floors below the Vanguard's own, Jalaal Dead Orbit's Archon sat in his chair, his eyes drifting to the flood of messages he received in support of the war.

A somber frown etched on his face, the situation was tense, his teeth dug into his lips. It was as if the city itself wanted to swallow his faction. He knew of his own fireteams, what they had suffered through the Ahamkara.

Dead Orbit's objective was not to fight senselessly, but to search the infinite cosmos for a new home. He had no idea how he got roped into this mess.

They were not ready for the moon. Not ready to face the hive. Jalaal's transponder rang, as he read a few messages, his eyes widened. His previous worries were displaced as the Arach leaned back, fingers tapping the table, he contemplated.

A sudden jolt ran through his veins, Jalaal's gaze hardened, shifting towards the door.

"I don't recall giving out invitations."

"And I don't recall needing any." Lakshmi-2 sauntered into his chambers, her bionic pupils analyzing every minute expression he made, a sly smirk crept on her face.

"Worried?"

"That is none of your concern. I suppose you war mongers are ready to pounce? To think you'd go against Shaxx. You've about lost your mind." His fingers traced the desk, nearing a button.

"There's no need to rush."

A holographic file jumped from her hands and landed on the desk, expanding into a window.

" The lunar expedition is far more than you think. If we succeed, the city will have a beach head to the solar system. Expeditions that would take months to supply would double their efficiency. Mars, Venus, Jupiter, they're so close, yet so far."

Jalaal's face twitched, his eyes immediately ran through the file. Slowly the color of his face returned to its original hue, greed bloomed in his heart.

"So, you've come to us because? The occasion is dire, but I've not forgotten your cult's motto. This, doesn't sound like you."

Lakshmi rolled her eyes as she fanned him with her hand, "You know what they say, beggars can't be choosers. The expedition is more than our ideology, the City can finally do more. All that's left, is for me to lead it."

The hunter's pale white face turned a shade of faint blue, he leaned back in his chair, thought racing in his mind.

"Pray tell, where does Dead Orbit fit in your grand scheme of war crimes, cult leader."

Lakshmi's gaze settled on the hunter, an amused glare followed. "Please, dear Archon. The cult doesn't need you. You, need us. I'm simply extending an olive branch. As much as I'd hate to admit it, your ships are phenomenal. "

"Maintaining those supply lines is not in the cards for our fighters. But for your freights? I suppose your cowa-"

Jalaal's eyes turned dark, Lakshmi immediately shifted her tone.

"Pacifists. Your pacifists would be far more skilled at such work, yes?"

Jalaal chuckled as he put away the file. He was definitely amused as he pressed the button on his desk, causing Lakshmi to frown.

"Forgive me cult leader, for all these years of offences. This time, your just a tad bit slower."

A brief silence followed as the two matched glares, the door to his chambers opened, and a familiar voice echoed.

"Cult leader, Arach Jalaal." Executor Hideo nodded as he made his presence known.

Lakshmi fell silent, her previous bravado gone, replaced with a icy glare.

"Cult leader, I don't suppose you informed our Arach that you've offered the same deal to us? No, I suppose not. I don't suppose you told him that you planned to cause a bidding war? Sowing discord and reaping what's left, is that your war plan, cult leader?"

Jalaal stood from his chair as he swiped a different file, which expanded holographically for the trio to see.

"It seems like your olive branch is rotten, similar to your intentions. Unfortunately for you, I suppose we will be deciding the terms now. Of course, that's if your cult truly doesn't need either of us."

"So, what will it be, cult leader?"
 
Chapter 76: Fated Future New
[Workshops]

A thud resounded as Levi and Void dropped to the bottom of the elevator shaft.

"Didn't think you'd have to take so many loopholes for the workshop." Levi dusted himself off and walked to the door.

Void flashed his token and continued descending the stairs. Albeit this time, the factions weren't here to hinder his movements. The Consensus had ensured that all their people were accounted for.

"You should've seen the first time I came. Practically played hide and seek with those bastards." Void messaged the Daito workshop about his arrival, ready to collect the armor.

Levi traced his fingers along the wall, a fine layer of dust smudged across his palm, "So you're sure about this Chiyoko?"

"Are you doubting Daito right now? Aren't they backed by the city?" Void chuckled.

"No, not Daito, but I'd think twice about getting work done here without good connections. Place reeks of red tape and proxies." Levi glanced around, put off by the workshop clutter.

Void's transponder rang, he paced towards the door indicated on his map.

"Relax, I've got ways of knowing if they tampered with anything."

A red hologram flashed on the door's handle as Void knocked. Unlike last time, the place seemed far more "professional". It seemed Chiyoko had done some well needed cleaning.

The lock turned green as the door handle spun out, the door revolved and opened on its own. The room was dark. Chiyoko stood in the center, a luminescent shield hovered over her as a large mask covered her face.

She held a slim laser, sparks ignited as Chiyoko carved intricate details onto the armor, giving it some final touches. Her wrists buzzed green as she took of her mask and put the laser welder aside, her eyes shifting to the door.

"Finally, I thought you'd never come to collect this." Chiyoko turned off her shield and stepped outside the work bay, removing the protective suit restricting her movement.

Void fanned off the subtle smoke flowing his away, his eyes fell on the pristine armor set mounted on workstation. Crafted with the finest Ahamkara bones, the armor seemed dense.

At a closer glance, it was polished to perfection, sharp scales lined its sides, a ghastly aura lingered near the gauntlets. The entire armor set had also incorporated various alloys to allow for the best durability.

"Beautiful isn't it? Light infused tungsten for the chest piece, bones and ship-grade polymer for the cloak so it won't ever tear. Thing won't ever make a sound, all stealth. The scales are as lethal as knives, polished the edges myself."

Chiyoko unlocked the work station as the bench automatically inclined upright, showing all the items on display, a click resounded as the armor was unlocked and ready to take off, "Why don't you give it a try."

Void didn't hesitate as he swapped out each armor piece swiftly, suiting up within minutes. Finally, he donned the cloak and put on his hood. He felt a strange energy coat his body. The armor felt, strong to say the least.

'Almost getting those new car vibes.' Void murmured to himself, throwing a punch or two as he adjusted the gauntlets.

-
{Legendary Guardian System}

Name: Void Blade

Level: 40 (Max Lv.)

Light Level: 223

Subclass: Nightstalker Shadowfiend (Lv 7/10) (Shadowshot Deadfall/Spectral Blades)

[Weapons]:

Primary: Vestian Dynasty (Sidearm)

Secondary: Grimm Citizen III (Auto Rifle)

Heavy: Zamyr's Requiem (Sword)

[Gear]:

Helmet: Skull of Bones (220 LL)

Grips: Young Ahamkara Spine (214 LL)

Chest: Vest of the Great Hunt (220 LL)

Strides: Boots of Eao (224 LL)

Class Item: Cloak of the Great Hunt (230 LL)

=

Combat Perks: (10 Unlocked)

~Spectral Mastery: During combat, move with a flurry of dashes, your figure flickers, confusing your enemies.

~Spectral Shade: In combat, enemies have a higher probability of losing your presence if you break line of sight.

~Sixth Sense: As a hunter, you're able to sense danger a fraction of a second before it occurs.

~ Dagger mastery: As a skilled blade master you're able to masterfully wield daggers whether it is in long or short range encounters.

~Void Imbalance: Grenades are likely to explode immediately when shot with void weapons or void energy.

~Acrobats Dodge: Masterfully dodge your opponents, successful attack dodges allow instant counters and parries.

~Advanced Agility: You move fast guardian!

~Triple Jump: Jump twice in the air using an intermediate mastery of light.

~Gilded Blade: Your melee attacks have a chance to trigger void singe on champion enemies

~Void Sense: Your glare pierces through the enemies, revealing their weaknesses, highlighting critical spots.

[Passive Perks]: (2 unlocked)

~ Crafting Lv. 4/10

Remarks: Maybe you can craft your own bullets? Maybe though, don't bet on it.

~ True Sight Lv. Max

Remarks: Perceive the world for what it is, immune to mental and psychological attacks. Your gaze pierces through the unknown.

~Light Mastery Lv 1/10


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[Acquired 1x Skull of Bones (Legendary)]

[Acquired 1x Young Ahamkara Spine (Exotic)]

[Acquired 1x Vest of the Great Hunt (Legendary)]

[Acquired 1x Boots of Eao (Exotic)]

[Acquired 1x Cloak of the Great Hunt (Legendary)]


Suddenly, a chill spread through his body, the Ahamkara bones embedded in his armor stirred, Void tensed up as a plethora of notifications popped up.

[ Warning !! Status Debuff, "Plagued by Whispers"]

[ Warning !! Status Debuff, "Wishful hex"]

[...]

[ "The Ahamkara's Favor" pact has removed "Plagued by Whispers"]

[ "The Ahamkara's Favor" pact has removed "Wishful Hex"]


As the system updated his status, Void felt the nourishing energy of the pact spread warmth to his body, cold sweat rolled down his back, for an instant, his mind was in complete turmoil.

Void immediately understood why there were only a few Ahamkara armor sets ever produced.

The mere existence of the wish dragons and their remains caused hysteria. Their bones were accursed with eternal whispers. Whispers echoing from the great unknown that seeped into the minds of guardians, and drove them insane.

He heaved a sigh of relief, the pact had unknowingly saved him once more.

Levi noticed Void's face pale for a simple second as he shifted closer, "Doing alright?"

The hunter smirked as he channeled his light, causing his armor to release an umbral glow, "Never been better."

"Nice twist on the bones, though I wouldn't have bothered. Felt a chill down my spine, I can swear those still shiver like they're alive." Levi examined the armor up close, impressed by its quality.

"I think I'll be alright. Now then, before we go." Void turned to Chiyoko, tossing her a chip containing the remaining amount. It was a pain to let go, but the glimmer was definitely worth for the armor.

Not to mention, he had finally received his first exotic. If anything Void was beyond ecstatic. If he wasn't surrounded by two real people, he would've absolutely freaked out.

"Pleasure doing business, door's that way." Chiyoko stepped to the side as the door slid open.

"You're awfully impatient for someone who still owes me the remaining bones." Void outstretched his hand, a cheeky smile plastered over his face.

"You do know I used up a lot to make your set look perfect. Matching sizes, ensuring quality, it's not that easy y'know?" Chiyoko scoffed.

"Yada yada, fork them out. I appreciate the work but they're far too dangerous in your hands." Void asked again, this time leaning in towards her.

"Alright, no need to get so serious. You can count em." Chiyoko immediately took out a bag from her inventory and tossed it to him.

"Thank you." Void clicked his fingers, summoning Obsidian as the ghost swiftly scanned the bag. He nodded as the hunters bid their farewell and disappeared.

Chiyoko sighed and pocketed the chip, her mind occupied with armor designs, she continued to tinker with her creations. Her goal was simple, to elevate her craftsmanship for Daito.




Void and Levi flickered into the hall, the two glanced at the Courtyard below, it's typically bustling market was dead silent, an ominous omen indicating the severity of the Vanguard's efforts to maintain peace for the Consensus.

"So what's the plan, back to base?" Void shot Levi a glance.

"Nah, Captain said you're grounded, can't leave the city at all. I'd say take the next left and go nap in your room." Levi chortled.

"And...you're just gonna listen to him?" Void raised a brow, suspecting that Levi had somehow been brainwashed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Levi shot him a mean mug.

"Nothing...just nothing." Void shrugged and walked to his room. A minute later, he threw himself on the bed, laying on his back, he pondered.

Suddenly, Void felt a familiar aura draw closer.

~We meet again, O bearer mine~

His blade shivered, responding to the voice, it unsheathed and rose up, gently floating as a ghastly aura emanated, pulsing through its edge.

"Zamyr. A pleasant surprise. What's the occasion?" Void sat up, immediately recognizing his energy.

~The world revolves at an opportune junction. A harrowing darkness resurfaces from the depths of the moon, the Eater of Hope returns, O brother mine~

Void frowned, he had already guessed the purpose of the Consensus, or rather, it was something set in stone. No matter what, the City would decide to attack the moon...and fail miserably.

Unfortunately, Void was unable to change the course of this major event. He wasn't yet strong or influential enough to raise a voice. Or rather, who would believe him if he insisted that it was a suicidal mission?

"So it seems. We've got no choice but to fight." Void sighed causing the blade to shiver once more.

~ All fates intertwine, the crux is the world breaker himself. Our ambition to ascend, remains fruitless. Each cycle persists, until you die, and here your fate is shattered, O brother mine.~

Void's frowned deepened, a slight panic arose, "Are you saying I've failed here before?"

Was Zamyr mentioning a possible future? Or perhaps...a prewritten past? Void felt there was far more to know than the system let on.

The Ahamkara's eerie voice resounded in his ears, like a sharp whisper.

~ Cycles, worlds, universes. Once it breaks, we journey to the next, until ascension. Your cycle shatters against the hive prince, O brother mine ~ Zamyr's words caused his heart to sink.

" So all the other cycles have failed? Is this how far I get? How many times have I failed?" Void clenched the sword, demanding an answer.

~Your fate, is your own, unwritten. Yet you have failed without distinction, in worlds and timelines beyond your own. Failed and succumbed to fate, thousands of times, except once. O brother mine.~

Void's thoughts raced, " So there is a way? A way to survive and not break the cycle. What is it?" His heart clenched as he urged Zamyr.

The sword seemed to lose its glow, dimly shimmering, Zamyr's presence weakened.

~ A relic, here, secured within the City walls. You must obtain it, and keep it close. A ring, left behind by a powerful warlock, never before seen, O brother mine~

Void clenched his teeth, "Relic? How will it help me?"

~ My will grows weak, O brother. The blade hungers for souls. Satiate its need, and summon me again. Seek the Ring, that is the onl-~ Zamy'r voice grew faint, his presence fully erased.

The blade had fully lost its glow. Void sheathed the sword, his inner thoughts were in turmoil. A red window propped open, a notification appeared ahead,

[ Optional Quest: Obtain (Ring of ?????)]
 
Chapter 77: Council Emerges New
[ Consensus Hall]

Zavala panned around, the remaining Consensus parties took their seats as another discussion was in session. Naturally, this time Lord Shaxx was stationed a few feet away from the table, in hopes that the warlord would think twice before dishing out passionate claims.

Of course, the entire floor was also lined with some extra Vanguard operatives, if the need arose.

He heaved an exasperated sigh, Zavala knew that the Consensus session wouldn't be amicable. But he dearly hoped that no problems would arise.

"The Consensus, is in session. Time is of the essence, and you've been given enough of it. A decision must be made, whether to respond in kind, or to bide our time. The Vanguard awaits your decision." Zavala grabbed the chair and stood tall, his pale blue eyes lingered at each end of the table as he took a seat.

Beside him, Ikorra stood stoically, hands behind her back. She surveyed the room with a stern frown, eyeing all faction leaders with a cautious gaze.

The room fell silent, subtle glances were shared between all guardians present, faint whispers seemed to spread around. In the end, all eyes fell towards the table.

Whether it was the Squadron leaders, the Elites, the Orders, they all understood one thing clearly. Currently, the City's capital was far too tied up with the factions. If the three main factions present took a side, it would be very difficult to campaign against it.

While it was true that the City made efforts to undermine their power with their recent bill of rights. Such a transition wasn't easy nor swift. Despite being written off on paper, the factions were still in possession of many facilities.

The room seemed to clamor with incessant whispers and gossip, Ikorra's gaze drifted to Cayde, the hunter was cooped up in one corner of the room, juggling his gun as he intently dozed off.

'Of course.' Ikorra swayed her head, disgruntled. She focused her eyes on him. A dim speck of light rippled as she snapped her fingers. Immediately Cayde felt a nudge to his side.

He jolted upright, rubbing his thigh, his eyes locked with Ikorra as the warlock furled her brows, glancing towards the table. Cayde clicked his tongue as he trudged towards the center of the room.

Everyone present was in a heated debate, or so one would assume. Instead of a debate, the guardians resorted to murmurs and mumblings as each looked to the other for an answer.

Cayde rolled his eyes, taking a second to clear his throat, the hunter knocked on the table.

"Uhm..." He looked around, but the guardians were still too consumed with their own subtle ramblings.

He sighed and swiftly jumped off the table, startling those invested in their chatter.

"Listen, hey, you guys. Look here." Cayde clapped thrice, all eyes landed on him as he strutted across the table.

"Look, you can continue your chit chat, but we're strapped for time. The longer you take to decide, the more steady the enemy gets. The truth is, we need that time. To either decide a future plan, or work on one right now."

His words earned some nods.

"What I'm saying is, let's speed up the process. I think voting is easy to follow." Cayde gestured towards Zavala.

The blue titan's resolute voice resounded, "All those in favor."

Hands were raised, the whispers had evolved into open chatter, a slight panic flushed the room.

Zavala glanced at the hands raised, and nodded, "All those against."

The bustling room fell into a chasm of silence, despite that, certain hands were raised without question. Their eyes burning with a strong desire to speak out. Among them, was the Crucible Commander, Lord Shaxx.

The warlord looked around, a somber frown traced his brows, his fists clenched as he looked towards Zavala.

Zavala took a sharp breath as he rose slowly, the weight of the city evidently on his shoulders. His eyes grew dark.

" Then it is decided..."




[A few hours earlier]

Void sat cross legged on his bed, entirely perplexed as a faint blue window lingered in front of his eyes.

Optional Quest: Obtain (Ring of ?????)

"The ring stirs within the vaults beneath the city. Retrieve it, and unravel the flow of fate. Shattered into fragments, its whispers echo the past. It knows, the cycle repeats. Another challenger finally rises to the occasion."

Rewards: +200,000 D

Remarks: One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them, one ring to bring them all and in the darkness-.... Oh! Wrong series...(>...<) Good luck?


He clicked his tongue and shooed away the floating window, "Oi, you think this is funny? What is this, Ocean's 11? There's no way I can steal that ring."

[ It is....an optional quest.]

"Oh yeah? What's the alternative? Dying?" Void cursed under his breath as his thoughts raced. For the last few hours, he had pondered the bizarre plan he would need to steal that ring.

Gathering his thoughts once more, Void took a deep breath and focused.

'Ring....Praxic Fire, Consensus. Surveillance, vanguard....' Void's face scrunched up.

"AH!" He held his head in frustration and laid back down. Stealing from a place that solely specialized in surveilling rogues like him. It was nigh impossible, first he would need a distraction, and second, someone skilled enough to swipe the ring.

Of course, Void could only do one of those things at a time. As for where he would recruit the weasels daring or idiotic enough to undergo this missio-

"Wait. "

"System, is there a restriction for anyone tagging along for this mission?" Void's brows furrowed, an inkling of an idea began sprouting in his mind.

[.... Recalibrating Quest]

[ User may utilize any methods that are feasible. The objective is fulfilled once the ring is in your possession.]

"Obsidian." Void got off his back as a sly smile lined his lips.

"Alright.... dialing Levi, should I send him a summary in his messages?"

"Yup, be brief about it. Also tell him to get all the help we might need." Void immediately began formulating a mad plan.




An hour later, Void was leaning against the bed frame as Bandit and Levi sat across him. The trio engaged in an intricate conversation with solemn faces.

Despite being isolated in a room no one would bother to check, they chatted in faint whispers. Perhaps afraid that the walls had ears. Void summarily briefed them on his marvelous plan with a cheeky smile, the two Nightstalkers patiently listened, nodding along.

Levi stretched his joints as he shifted around.

"So, you want us to steal this....ring? From the Praxic Fire's vaults? With every elite guardian currently residing the tower? Not to mention that you wanna do this with the entire Consensus hanging above our head?" Levi shot him a disgusted glare.

"Right, you've got the gist of it." Void nodded

"Say, did the Juggernaut accidentally slam your head while chasing you? Or maybe its the bones lining your armor, they're definitely turning you into a nutcase."

Levi slammed his palm on his forehead and sighed. Seeing this Void couldn't help but sway his head.

"Listen, I know it sounds absolutely mad. But we can't possibly let it rot in their storage..." Void spoke out, carrying a strong gaze, causing both hunters to narrow their eyes.

Levi glanced at Bandit, the exo's pupils dilated, he finally looked towards Void.

"It's not a bad idea. But before I agree, there is only one question." Bandit's rugged voice echoed in the room.

Void leaned forwards, eager to hear him out.

"I am not questioning the plan. But I will ask only once. Why do you need that ring?" The exo's glare dug into Void's eyes, as he uttered each world calmly.

A silence hung in the room, Void's brows furled as the exo's gaze seemed unwavering. He exhaled and decided to finally answer the raging question.

"Why? It's simple, I need it. You can call it an affinity, a liking or whatever, I don't care. But one thing is true, I want that ring, that's all I can say." Void answered, this time locking eyes with Bandit.

A few seconds passed, and the exo chuckled, "Your eyes don't lie."

He nodded and got to his feet, "I'm in." Bandit turned towards Levi and asked.

"You?"

Void eagerly looked towards his response, the Nightstalker contemplated for a few seconds as he finally hung his head low and sighed.

Levi nodded.

"Fine, can't let you two do this without me anyway. But, we're gonna have to review the plan. Don't know why, but there's a few security changes for the upcoming session at the Consensus hall."
 
Chapter 78: A Swift Shadow New
The trio huddled around, a frustrated groan echoed as Void facepalmed.

" Look, whether you like it or not. This is the only way." Levi shrugged.

" Big words for someone who opted for being the lookout, I'm the one emptying my pockets." Void raised his brows.

"So? Gotta lose some to win some. That jade token you still have will get you in, but they'll question your presence. Not to mention that it'll log that entry on their system." Levi listed out the problems.

"Unless you're in the mood to sit in a 2x4 by four concrete holding cell for a fortnight you better have a good reason to visit."

Although he was reluctant, Void couldn't help but agree with his assessment. As for the reason he was visiting?

They had discussed it earlier, but the only feasible reason was Void returning the Juggernaut's severed head to the Praxic Fire for further study. A hunter returning loot? Had the world gone mad?

That was exactly Void's first assumption, well...until Bandit explained that as long as Void claimed he wasn't able to understand what it was, the warlocks stationed at the Praxic fire would gleefully take it off of his hands.

So not only was Void giving away a valuable source of glimmer, he was being shamed for it.....great. Of course, it didn't end there. The plan was for Void and Bandit to go to their station, and while Void acted as the distraction, Bandit would swipe the fragment.

All this had to happen as the Consensus was in session, otherwise the presence of Wei, Eriana and Sai would render their efforts useless.

Naturally, the plan was...incomplete. As Bandit continued to elaborate on the various policies adopted by the Praxic Fire to inspect each and every relic in their possession.

Which meant that not only did they need to swipe the ring, they had to replace it with a convincing replica. As for how Bandit knew all this?

"I have....connections."

For a second, Void could almost spot a cheeky smirk on the exo's face as it settled back to his typical cold glare.

"Alright, I sent you what the fragment somewhat looks like, we need the replica as fast as possible."

Levi checked his transponder as he nodded, "Not a problem, I already forwarded it to someone, it'll be delivered to the room in a bit."

"Is that secure enough?" Void chimed in.

"I know them personally, its not gonna be a problem." Levi reassured the two as they nodded.

Void contemplated as he turned to Bandit. "Last thing, how do you plan on tagging along? I don't suppose they'll let me take you in the front door?"

Bandit looked at him with intense assurance and solemnly nodded, "Yes."

"....Bro." Void stared back, a mix of frustration and irritation in his voice, and a slight urge to beat Bandit's ass.

"As much as you wanna break his face in, that man is not lying." Levi raised his palm to calm Void down, the same dignified blank stare plastered on his face.

"Watch and learn bozo." Levi gestured to Bandit, the hunter nimbly leapt off the bed and turned back, sauntering towards Void, but as his footsteps inched closer, an odd phenomenon occurred.

Bandit disappeared. A jolt ran through Void's nerves, his eyes darted around the room. But not even a shade was present. At full alert. Void instinctively got to his feet, his sixth sense was blaring, danger was close.

But....where?

'Invisibility? No, I would've detected that. Perhaps, stealth? But his energy signatures have vanished.' Void's thoughts raced.

He glanced at Levi, but a smug grin was all he got in response.

Void's eyes had scoured every corner of the room, yet he'd been unsuccessful. It was then, that he felt it.

It was very faint, almost indistinguishable to the untrained eye, but a ripple ran through his shadow. Void looked beneath his feet, and he could sense it. A strange pulse of energy had latched on to it.

'Below!'

As he figured it out, his own silhouette seemed to turn murky, a familiar cold glare flashed as Bandit rose from inside, turning back into a solid figure while Void stared in awe. Although he and the others could "blend in" with the shadows. What Bandit had shown was at a level far beyond that.

The ability to latch on to shadows and merge with them was inconceivable.

Levi smirked as he judged Void's astounded expression, "Amazing isn't it? An ability so frightening yet unheard of."

Void blinked as he came to his senses, "Who else knows about this?" He pre-emptively asked.

"Only a handful, make sure it stays that way." He answered with a sharp glare. Void nodded without hesitation, the less people aware of such a technique, the better.

As their planning concluded, the door to Void's room shook a bit as what seemed to be a droid inserted a package through his mail window. A small intricately wrapped box dropped to the floor beside the trio.

Bandit carefully unpacked the box as he examined the ring fragment, a very precise replica of Void's desperate yet botched rendition of the relic.

"This, is perfect." He thoroughly checked its integrity and pocketed the fragment.

What no one seemed to notice was a small secret crest- A black archway, stamped on top of the box the trio had just thrown away.

Levi turned his attention towards his transponder as he coordinated the plan, "Consensus begins in an hour. Before that, a few squads of guardians will prevent anyone from entering or leaving the Courtyard."

"I'll sneak through and watch from the Hangar. If anyone leaves the Consensus hall, or anything happens, we're connected." He tapped his ear as the trio felt their comms sync.

"Next, you two make your way to the Vanguard's secret floor and then the Praxic fire's quarters will be in front of you. Void will get their attention somehow as Bandit swipes the ring. Once you're done, give us the all clear and get out of there." Levi listed out all the necessary steps.

Void and Bandit nodded.

"If we're lucky, nothing goes wrong and we're out in ten minutes." Levi gave a rough estimate.

"And if we aren't?" Void geared up and chimed in.

Levi exhaled a deep sigh as he contemplated, "Well, I suppose two weeks in solitary aren't that hard. Right Bandit?"

The exo shot a stank glare towards the two, he grunted and whispered back.

"Just bearable."
 

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