GodHatesHipster
08-11-2015, 12:30 AM
(Hey guys! thanks for reading! it's been almost two weeks since my last post so i wanted to get this out asap to keep those of you who are reading it appeased. The next installment will be the actual mission. For those who haven't read the first installment here's a link When the light burns hope you guys enjoy.)
“Take a seat Jefford, you too Waldrum.” Commander Zavala motioned to the two titans to take a seat.
The titans did as requested and took a seat. Jefford slumped down on his seat and rested his forearms on the arm rest of the chair, while Waldrum sat and crossed his arms. The two couldn’t be more different from each other, but their teamwork was unparalleled.
“Commander Zavala, If I may ask. Couldn’t this have waited till after breakfast?” Jefford let out a long yawn, doing his best to cover it up with his hand.
“I haven’t even had my morning coffee yet Commander” chipped in the rugged Striker titan known as Waldrum.
“I don’t have time to explain why I don’t have time to explain, but let me explain why I summoned you. We’ve recently received intel that there’s a mesh generator in Old Russia that protects Sepiks Prime. This servitor is the source of power to the House of Devils. If we can hack the generator, we’ll take down the shield which gives us a chance to destroy the servitor and cripple the House of Devils! Maybe even take Old Russia back from the three fingered hands of those bastards!.” The commander clenched his fist and slammed it on the desk.
“This could be the turning point we need.” The tone in his voice changed as he gave the titans his back.
“There have been some reports. Fallen squadrons were reported not too far from the city. They get closer and closer every day. If they were to find it and attack.. the casualties we would suffer would be tremendous. We can’t allow for that to happen. -Commander Zavala slowly turns around and places both hands on the desk- You will head to Old Russia, infiltrate the Refinery, take down the mesh generator and destroy Sepiks Prime!” Jefford and Waldrum looked at each other then back towards commander Zavala.
“We’ll do it. Well get prepped and meet the others in the docks. We’ll have to use both ships Waldrum as I don’t think mine will hold 6 of us.”
“Jefford, there will only be a hunter accompanying you both on this mission” murmured Commander Zavala.
Both jefford and Waldrum raised an eyebrow upon hearing the Commander. Jefford got up from his chair and placed both hands on the desk.
“Commander, the mission you just briefed us on is certainly not going to be easy. There’s no way that only 3 of us will be able to infiltrate the refinery, hack a generator and kill the servitor! We have no idea how many enemies are within the refinery, not to mention the proximity to the House of Devils Base. Why would you only assign 3 of us to such a dangerous mission?”
Zavala gave both guardians his back and pondered for a while. His mind was racing thinking of reasonable excuses as to why such a mission was limited to 3 guardians. 3.
“3 just felt right, we’re experimenting here Jeffords, there’s no need for you to question our decision. We know best. Just do as you’re told.”
Jefford scoffed as the commander gave him a half ass answer. He turned around and walked out of the office followed by Waldrum who was also visibly upset.
“What are they thinking? As if we weren’t short on guardians already, they want to risk losing more and for what?” Jeffords struck a wall with the side of his fist as the two titans walked down to the titan quarters.
“I haven’t the slightest idea. It’s as if those higher ups have forgotten all about what it’s like out there on the field.” Replied waldrum as he accompanied Jefford.
The two continued to make their way to the titan quarters. They had been caught up in their disagreement with Zavala and failed to notice that they were being followed.
~They haven’t spotted me yet; this cloak keeps getting better and better. Are these guys as good as everyone makes them out to be? They just seem to be grumpy old men~
The blade dancer waited behind cover, his cloaking mechanism only lasted a few seconds before it needed to recharge. As the blade dancer turned the corner, he was surprised as he was picked up by the shoulders and slammed into the wall.
“Why have you been following us? The hunter’s quarters is a floor above us” barked Waldrum as he held the hunter in place.
“Unhand me at once you brute. I am the third guardian assigned to the mission. The name’s Dan.”
“Dan huh? Why were you cloaked and following us then Dan?”
“Cayde-6 debriefed be before the sun even rose today. He told me that Commander Zavala was to assign you both to the same mission. I simply wanted to inspect you before we formally met. How did you guys—“ Dan was cut off as Jefford answered the question he was about to ask.
“You’re invisible, that doesn’t mean you’re very quiet.”
“I see, it seems I underestimated you gentlemen. Hunters tell stories of your feats, They say you’ve managed to mold the void light to blind any enemies that enter your ward of dawn and that you -Dan turned to Waldrum who was still pinning him against the wall- are able to bring down buildings with your fist of havoc. ”
“Heh, it was only a small house. A building might be exaggerating it” replied Waldrum, letting go of Dan.
“Listen Dan, We should get ready to head out asap. The faster we get this done, the faster we can begin to push the Fallen back. Meet us at the docks in an hour.” said Jefford.
“Got it Chief, I’ll meet you guys there.”
With that, Dan walked away heading towards the hunter quarters. Jefford and Waldrum both went into their respective rooms and began to prepare themselves for the mission they were about to embark in. Jefford picked up and took apart his High road soldier scout rifle and began cleaning it thoroughly making sure that the barrel didn’t have any residue and that the bolt was properly lubricated. He did the same with his Judgment IV shotgun, made sure the pump was pumping and the barrel was clean.
“I’ll keep them at a distance with the HRS and if they get too close, they’ll be judged.. I hope that we don’t run into too much trouble.” He said to himself as he cleaned his weapons.
Once he put the weapons back together, he opened his closet. Jeffords armor was a dark shiny gray, the only noticeable difference was the bright purple stripe running down the middle of his Saint-14 helm; helmet that was gifted to him after his father’s passing. Piece by piece he put his armor on, making sure all the latches and clips were secured. He tested the thrusters on his back, to make sure they were still working. He put everything on aside from the helmet, which he kept on the desk. Jefford took a seat on the chair and pulled an old telephone close. He picked up the receiver and dialed a number.
“Hello?” a tender sweet voice answered the phone.
“Hey, It’s me” replied Jefford resting his forearm on the desk.
“I love you Jeff.. are you okay?” asked the young woman.
Jefford couldn’t hide his smile; it had been a while since he had any contact with his wife. The Titan branch had him running missions constantly due to his overall success rate. The smile radiated from the old titan’s chin which was covered in a dark grey beard.
“I love you too, I miss you and little hip. I can’t wait to see you guys soon.”
“We miss you too, he keeps asking when you’ll be home.. he misses you jeff.”
“Is he around?”
“No, he fell asleep after playing with his little friends. But he loves you”
Jefford’s wife looked over at their son who was peacefully sleeping on the bed. His short blond hair played a cute match with hit little chubby cheeks. The woman smiled to herself as she watched him sleep.
"I love him too; I promise I’ll see you guys soon. Give him a kiss for me will ya?”
“I will, please promise me you’ll come home safe and sound.. There’s been a few rumors being spread down here in the city..”
She sounded scared as she held the receiver with both hands and turned away from little hip.
“Pay no attention to them; nothing will ever harm either of you. Listen.. I have to get going, I love you Amanda.”
She nodded and said I love you back before hanging up the phone and laying down next to her son. Jefford stood up from his chair and picked up his HRS slinging it over his shoulder. He held his shotgun in front of him and allowed the armor to scan in and store it within itself. He picked up his helmet and walked out, heading to waldrum’s room.
Waldrum was just about ready. His armor was a dark shade of red from head to toe. He wore is favorite pair of boots the Peregrine Greaves which powered up his already devastating charging attack. Wladrum had already scanned a 12 gauge shotgun with dragon fire rounds into his armor, and was now looking at the guns mounted on his wall deciding which one he was going to try this mission.
“No, no, no, hmm.. no, hmm.. good enough.”
He said to himself as he took a Suros regime assault riffle from the wall mount. He checked the chamber to make sure it was empty, then packed a few magazines. He had a three point sling that allowed the gun to rest pointing down across his chest for easy access. A knock on his door made him turn around.
“Hurry up, don’t put too much make up on” said Jefford with a chuckle from outside the door.
“Ha Ha. The comedian strikes again” answered Waldrum as he opened the door.
“Would it kill you to laugh once in a while?”
“I don’t know, possibly.”
Jefford’s chuckled again and Waldrum couldn’t hold back a grin. Waldrum picked up his helmet and the titans made their way to the docks.
Dan was already waiting for them at the docks. The hunter had picked his Ice breaker sniper rifle, which was modified to have a larger clip size but a elongated recharge rate. The Ice Breaker was a much coveted gun; it had the ability to recharge its own bullets, meaning the wielder never wasted any sniper ammunition. Dan’s ice breaker was able to hold 10 rounds, but each round regenerated at a 8 second rate. He’d also brought an ill Will, a revolver with 7 rounds in the chamber and a ton of power. The ill will was holstered around his right thigh. Dan carried a 12’ inch hard steel tanto knife, which was horizontally holstered on his lower back with the handle being on the left side. His armor shaded in a royal white color. There were a few scruff marks on his chest plate, from previous battles. The right forearm plate had three stripes painted on it.
“Have you been waiting long?” asked Jefford.
“No, I got here just a few minutes ago.”
“Good, the ship will be here any minute and we’ll be on our way.”
It wasn’t long before the ship appeared on the runway. The three guardians quickly boarded the ship and they were on their way. Jefford was on the pilot seat, with Waldrum and Dan riding in the back.
“I wonder how the Vanguard managed to get their hands on such intel.” said Waldrum.
“Zavala didn’t give us any information Dan, did Caydee fill you in on anything else?”
Dan remained silent for a while. Caydee had indeed given him the source of where the information had come from.
“Caydee disobeyed the Speaker. He took a few guardians and dropped them off in zone; which contained the corpses of guardians who had perished. He thought that some of the ghosts might contain important information on a few things here on Earth.”
“The speaker was against recovering the corpses and ghost’s of our comrades?.. that bastard.” Jefford clenched his jaw.
"The zones were heavily guarded by Fallen. The speaker saw it as an unnecessary risk. Caydee took three titans and a hunter. Only two titans made it back alive. The Hunter was the only one to be successful in his mission. They recovered ghost fragments from other guardians from his deceased body.”
“I wouldn’t call that a successful mission Dan..”
“This hunter.. he took down Aksor.”
Waldrum and Jefford were both caught by surprise. They remained silent; Aksor had been troubling Earth for quite some time, even interrupted a few of their missions which they had to abandon due to the Archon priest.
The rest of the trip was spent in silence.
“Take a seat Jefford, you too Waldrum.” Commander Zavala motioned to the two titans to take a seat.
The titans did as requested and took a seat. Jefford slumped down on his seat and rested his forearms on the arm rest of the chair, while Waldrum sat and crossed his arms. The two couldn’t be more different from each other, but their teamwork was unparalleled.
“Commander Zavala, If I may ask. Couldn’t this have waited till after breakfast?” Jefford let out a long yawn, doing his best to cover it up with his hand.
“I haven’t even had my morning coffee yet Commander” chipped in the rugged Striker titan known as Waldrum.
“I don’t have time to explain why I don’t have time to explain, but let me explain why I summoned you. We’ve recently received intel that there’s a mesh generator in Old Russia that protects Sepiks Prime. This servitor is the source of power to the House of Devils. If we can hack the generator, we’ll take down the shield which gives us a chance to destroy the servitor and cripple the House of Devils! Maybe even take Old Russia back from the three fingered hands of those bastards!.” The commander clenched his fist and slammed it on the desk.
“This could be the turning point we need.” The tone in his voice changed as he gave the titans his back.
“There have been some reports. Fallen squadrons were reported not too far from the city. They get closer and closer every day. If they were to find it and attack.. the casualties we would suffer would be tremendous. We can’t allow for that to happen. -Commander Zavala slowly turns around and places both hands on the desk- You will head to Old Russia, infiltrate the Refinery, take down the mesh generator and destroy Sepiks Prime!” Jefford and Waldrum looked at each other then back towards commander Zavala.
“We’ll do it. Well get prepped and meet the others in the docks. We’ll have to use both ships Waldrum as I don’t think mine will hold 6 of us.”
“Jefford, there will only be a hunter accompanying you both on this mission” murmured Commander Zavala.
Both jefford and Waldrum raised an eyebrow upon hearing the Commander. Jefford got up from his chair and placed both hands on the desk.
“Commander, the mission you just briefed us on is certainly not going to be easy. There’s no way that only 3 of us will be able to infiltrate the refinery, hack a generator and kill the servitor! We have no idea how many enemies are within the refinery, not to mention the proximity to the House of Devils Base. Why would you only assign 3 of us to such a dangerous mission?”
Zavala gave both guardians his back and pondered for a while. His mind was racing thinking of reasonable excuses as to why such a mission was limited to 3 guardians. 3.
“3 just felt right, we’re experimenting here Jeffords, there’s no need for you to question our decision. We know best. Just do as you’re told.”
Jefford scoffed as the commander gave him a half ass answer. He turned around and walked out of the office followed by Waldrum who was also visibly upset.
“What are they thinking? As if we weren’t short on guardians already, they want to risk losing more and for what?” Jeffords struck a wall with the side of his fist as the two titans walked down to the titan quarters.
“I haven’t the slightest idea. It’s as if those higher ups have forgotten all about what it’s like out there on the field.” Replied waldrum as he accompanied Jefford.
The two continued to make their way to the titan quarters. They had been caught up in their disagreement with Zavala and failed to notice that they were being followed.
~They haven’t spotted me yet; this cloak keeps getting better and better. Are these guys as good as everyone makes them out to be? They just seem to be grumpy old men~
The blade dancer waited behind cover, his cloaking mechanism only lasted a few seconds before it needed to recharge. As the blade dancer turned the corner, he was surprised as he was picked up by the shoulders and slammed into the wall.
“Why have you been following us? The hunter’s quarters is a floor above us” barked Waldrum as he held the hunter in place.
“Unhand me at once you brute. I am the third guardian assigned to the mission. The name’s Dan.”
“Dan huh? Why were you cloaked and following us then Dan?”
“Cayde-6 debriefed be before the sun even rose today. He told me that Commander Zavala was to assign you both to the same mission. I simply wanted to inspect you before we formally met. How did you guys—“ Dan was cut off as Jefford answered the question he was about to ask.
“You’re invisible, that doesn’t mean you’re very quiet.”
“I see, it seems I underestimated you gentlemen. Hunters tell stories of your feats, They say you’ve managed to mold the void light to blind any enemies that enter your ward of dawn and that you -Dan turned to Waldrum who was still pinning him against the wall- are able to bring down buildings with your fist of havoc. ”
“Heh, it was only a small house. A building might be exaggerating it” replied Waldrum, letting go of Dan.
“Listen Dan, We should get ready to head out asap. The faster we get this done, the faster we can begin to push the Fallen back. Meet us at the docks in an hour.” said Jefford.
“Got it Chief, I’ll meet you guys there.”
With that, Dan walked away heading towards the hunter quarters. Jefford and Waldrum both went into their respective rooms and began to prepare themselves for the mission they were about to embark in. Jefford picked up and took apart his High road soldier scout rifle and began cleaning it thoroughly making sure that the barrel didn’t have any residue and that the bolt was properly lubricated. He did the same with his Judgment IV shotgun, made sure the pump was pumping and the barrel was clean.
“I’ll keep them at a distance with the HRS and if they get too close, they’ll be judged.. I hope that we don’t run into too much trouble.” He said to himself as he cleaned his weapons.
Once he put the weapons back together, he opened his closet. Jeffords armor was a dark shiny gray, the only noticeable difference was the bright purple stripe running down the middle of his Saint-14 helm; helmet that was gifted to him after his father’s passing. Piece by piece he put his armor on, making sure all the latches and clips were secured. He tested the thrusters on his back, to make sure they were still working. He put everything on aside from the helmet, which he kept on the desk. Jefford took a seat on the chair and pulled an old telephone close. He picked up the receiver and dialed a number.
“Hello?” a tender sweet voice answered the phone.
“Hey, It’s me” replied Jefford resting his forearm on the desk.
“I love you Jeff.. are you okay?” asked the young woman.
Jefford couldn’t hide his smile; it had been a while since he had any contact with his wife. The Titan branch had him running missions constantly due to his overall success rate. The smile radiated from the old titan’s chin which was covered in a dark grey beard.
“I love you too, I miss you and little hip. I can’t wait to see you guys soon.”
“We miss you too, he keeps asking when you’ll be home.. he misses you jeff.”
“Is he around?”
“No, he fell asleep after playing with his little friends. But he loves you”
Jefford’s wife looked over at their son who was peacefully sleeping on the bed. His short blond hair played a cute match with hit little chubby cheeks. The woman smiled to herself as she watched him sleep.
"I love him too; I promise I’ll see you guys soon. Give him a kiss for me will ya?”
“I will, please promise me you’ll come home safe and sound.. There’s been a few rumors being spread down here in the city..”
She sounded scared as she held the receiver with both hands and turned away from little hip.
“Pay no attention to them; nothing will ever harm either of you. Listen.. I have to get going, I love you Amanda.”
She nodded and said I love you back before hanging up the phone and laying down next to her son. Jefford stood up from his chair and picked up his HRS slinging it over his shoulder. He held his shotgun in front of him and allowed the armor to scan in and store it within itself. He picked up his helmet and walked out, heading to waldrum’s room.
Waldrum was just about ready. His armor was a dark shade of red from head to toe. He wore is favorite pair of boots the Peregrine Greaves which powered up his already devastating charging attack. Wladrum had already scanned a 12 gauge shotgun with dragon fire rounds into his armor, and was now looking at the guns mounted on his wall deciding which one he was going to try this mission.
“No, no, no, hmm.. no, hmm.. good enough.”
He said to himself as he took a Suros regime assault riffle from the wall mount. He checked the chamber to make sure it was empty, then packed a few magazines. He had a three point sling that allowed the gun to rest pointing down across his chest for easy access. A knock on his door made him turn around.
“Hurry up, don’t put too much make up on” said Jefford with a chuckle from outside the door.
“Ha Ha. The comedian strikes again” answered Waldrum as he opened the door.
“Would it kill you to laugh once in a while?”
“I don’t know, possibly.”
Jefford’s chuckled again and Waldrum couldn’t hold back a grin. Waldrum picked up his helmet and the titans made their way to the docks.
Dan was already waiting for them at the docks. The hunter had picked his Ice breaker sniper rifle, which was modified to have a larger clip size but a elongated recharge rate. The Ice Breaker was a much coveted gun; it had the ability to recharge its own bullets, meaning the wielder never wasted any sniper ammunition. Dan’s ice breaker was able to hold 10 rounds, but each round regenerated at a 8 second rate. He’d also brought an ill Will, a revolver with 7 rounds in the chamber and a ton of power. The ill will was holstered around his right thigh. Dan carried a 12’ inch hard steel tanto knife, which was horizontally holstered on his lower back with the handle being on the left side. His armor shaded in a royal white color. There were a few scruff marks on his chest plate, from previous battles. The right forearm plate had three stripes painted on it.
“Have you been waiting long?” asked Jefford.
“No, I got here just a few minutes ago.”
“Good, the ship will be here any minute and we’ll be on our way.”
It wasn’t long before the ship appeared on the runway. The three guardians quickly boarded the ship and they were on their way. Jefford was on the pilot seat, with Waldrum and Dan riding in the back.
“I wonder how the Vanguard managed to get their hands on such intel.” said Waldrum.
“Zavala didn’t give us any information Dan, did Caydee fill you in on anything else?”
Dan remained silent for a while. Caydee had indeed given him the source of where the information had come from.
“Caydee disobeyed the Speaker. He took a few guardians and dropped them off in zone; which contained the corpses of guardians who had perished. He thought that some of the ghosts might contain important information on a few things here on Earth.”
“The speaker was against recovering the corpses and ghost’s of our comrades?.. that bastard.” Jefford clenched his jaw.
"The zones were heavily guarded by Fallen. The speaker saw it as an unnecessary risk. Caydee took three titans and a hunter. Only two titans made it back alive. The Hunter was the only one to be successful in his mission. They recovered ghost fragments from other guardians from his deceased body.”
“I wouldn’t call that a successful mission Dan..”
“This hunter.. he took down Aksor.”
Waldrum and Jefford were both caught by surprise. They remained silent; Aksor had been troubling Earth for quite some time, even interrupted a few of their missions which they had to abandon due to the Archon priest.
The rest of the trip was spent in silence.
"Your father did not become Hokage to be acknowledged by the village. It is because he was acknowledge by the village, that he became Hokage"
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