Destiny: The Legendary Hunter

Chapter 147: Activating the Relays



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The Cosmodrome lit up with the hum of sparrow engines as hundreds of guardians screeched across the rusted plains, riding towards the Terrestrial Complex at breakneck speeds.

Six transmat beams dropped right across Skywatch, and the guardians spawned in, feet hitting the ground with energy.

IEatPaint spun in place. "Alright, alright—where's this objective?"

"Far side of the Terrestrial Complex!" BearSpray said, hopping on his Sparrow and zooming off like a man with no brakes.

"You didn't wait for the quest marker to load!" Undecided shouted, kicking up a dust cloud as he chased after him.

"F*ck, DUDE wait for me!" Gandalf spawned his own sparrow and flared the thrusters as he shot forwards.

The rest followed suit. Six sparrows tore across the Cosmodrome, weaving between ruins and debris. Other Guardians zipped past them—some swerved into the cliffs, jumping into the air with their sparrows, others sped through the corners, refusing to slow down.

"Bro, aren't there way too many people?" Gandalf asked as his squad got closer to the complex.

"Its the latest mission" TheOneWhoKnocks sped up beside him. "No one's gonna miss out on the story bro."

As they reached the edge of the Terrestrial Complex. It was swarming with Guardians. Many fireteams had already started the mission. Titans were dropping barricades, Warlocks floated and beamed through the air, and Hunters blinked in and out of combat. All around the central terminal, Light flared. Ghosts hovered above consoles, their scanning beams linking cables and jumpstarting old tech.

"Sh*t, start the mission!" IEatPaint rode his sparrow into the complex, dodging the enemies without care as he spammed his ghost into the terminal, triggering the objective to show.

"Oi!" Undecided dashed after him, and linked his own team into the mission as well. Though they could do the mission at any time, if they joined now, they could leech off of the others present!

As the mission triggered, their visors flickered, and the objectives flared on screen.

[Protect the Terminal! Progress (20/100) %]

Red pulses filled their radar.

"Uh oh," Undecided said.

Across the field, a ripple shimmered in the air—and then dozens of Fallen scavenger units decloaked, weapons ready. Vandals, Shanks, and empowered Captains charged through the valley. House of Devils banners flapped behind them.

"Here we go!" BearSpray shouted, instantly chucking a grenade at the center. 

In the chaos, IEatPaint boosted up to a rooftop and switched to his auto rifle as he began spraying down the advancing Fallen squads. "Its over, I HAVE THE HIGH GROUND!"

"I'm being flanked by five Shanks!" Waffles called, mid-roll as she was chased by glowing shanks ready to blow up.

"You're fine!" TheOneWhoKnocks swiftly switched to his pulse rifle and shot one down, instantly triggering its explosive charge as the entire group burst into flames, incinerating waffles.

[Guardian Down!]

"Or..not."

"You dog!" Waffles barked.

ILoveLoot darted beside her ghost and triggered the revive, "I got it!"

Another fireteam had joined the fray, but as more guardians joined the quest, the enemy scaling had also increased. Of course, such factors only ever affected the player missions. 

As a squad of Fallen skiffs appeared in the distance, Dumbledore and FreakyFeet transmatted inside the quest area. The mission objective flared, lighting up.

"Yo what happening?" TheOneWhoKnocks called out, shooting down more vandals crossing the boundary.

IEatPaint shoulder charged a Fallen captain as he saw the objective window flare, "Mission updating?"

But the progress bar had only budged a little, progressing from 20% to 40%.

As the guardians looked to the approaching skiffs. Realization dawned on them.

"F*ck, its crabs!" Gandalf called out.

The Skiffs cruised through the horizon, dropping three Fallen walkers onto the complex as they shot past Skywatch. The ground rumbled as the walkers slammed into the sand, kicking up a plume of dust.

[Optional Objective Unlocked: (Destroy the Fallen Walker (0/3)]

A new objective blinked on screen as a cutscene of the walker's deploying played for them.

The players roared, difficulty be damned, an optional objective meant one thing and one thing alone. More loot!

"BOMB the legs!" Undecided screamed, darting towards the walkers like a rabid dog as he switched to his heavy rocket launcher, prompting dozens to do the same. Just as the walkers shifted their weights to their legs, a wave of rockets bombarded them, reducing a chunk of their HP.

IEatPaint sprinted across and jumped as he triggered his thundercrash, aiming straight for a walker's hind legs. As he struck, the impact sent him flying back, and burst open the walker's overheated core.

"GO, go go!" BearSpray charged with a golden gun blasting all rounds into the walker's core.

He looked the side, a ball of fire condensed around another walker's cannon. BearSpray flickered, but the ball of fire shot forwards, crushing towards him.

ThunderClappin shoulder charged and dashed as he slammed down a dome. The fireball clashed with the dome, erupting into a wave of fire that dispersed outwards, "Saved your dumbass!"

A figure flickered, racing across the dome as it flickered towards the walker's with lethal speed. ThunderClappin and BearSpray watched as FreakyFeet blitzed the field, melee killing vandals to charge his super and deftly sliding under a Fallen captain as he switched to a shotgun to land critical hits.

The third walker charged a solar shot, Waffles leapt into the air, a Novabomb condensed into her palms as she hurled it forward, the sudden burst of damage leveled the walker's legs as it slumped revealing its own core.

FreakyFeet swiftly triggered his golden gun, unloading all shots. 

The chaotic battle at the terrestrial complex continued as the Fallen forces and the players continued to push back and forth as the progress bar reached to 80%.

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Meanwhile, far across the Cosmodrome, in a quiet lab, Ikora Rey stood over a massive console. Her Warlock robes flowed around her ankles as she gestured for a technician to input a code.

"How's the comms relay looking?" she asked calmly.

"Wiring is stable. We just need the Warmind's primary signal to go live. Then the City's main network will come back online," a technician replied.

"Then we wait. Trust the Guardians." Ikorra replied.

Her engineers and technicians worked tirelessly preparing to inject the relay stream codes into Rasputin's array. They were sure that even if the Rasputin noticed, he wouldn't do much. The only way to counteract would be to remove the major relay in its entirely.

Essentially, it'd have to cut off its own leg.

Ikorra tapped her wrist, her ghost blinked as it sent a few messages to the Zavala. The moment the guardians managed to activate the major relay, they'd have to act.

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Back at the Terrestrial Complex, the battle was pure chaos. Energy beams, rockets, and bolts of Arc lightning zipped across the broken rooftops and torn corridors. The last Walker, now half-slagged, shuddered in place as Waffles' Gandalf's cleared its front plating. Its exposed core pulsed violently, ticking like a time bomb.

TheOneWhoKnocks didn't hesitate—his Golden Gun flared bright, and he unloaded all three shots straight into the core. One. Two. Boom.

The core exploded with a massive solar burst, knocking half the fireteam back with the shockwave.

"Yooo!" ThunderClappin screamed over comms. "That's the third one down!"

The objective marker pulsed again—progress: 95%

"Still not done?" BearSpray asked, reloading his shotgun with a grumble.

"New wave incoming!" Undecided shouted from his perch, tagging a blinking red swarm on the edge of the radar.

From the hills past the main relay, more Devils spilled into view. Skiffs dropped in a dozen fresh units—Dregs, Captains, and a Servitor behind them. The battle wasn't over yet.

"WIPE THEM OUT!" IEatPaint roared as he rushed forwards.

Undecided hovered above it all, calmly pinging enemies and landing crisp headshots with his Venom pulse rifle. Each kill ticked the progress forward.

96%... 97%... 98%...

Back across the Cosmodrome, Ikorra's Ghost chimed.

"Major relays are done activating."

She nodded. The hum of the relay core under her boots grew louder. Engineers linked in one final data stream, connecting the City's uplink through the patched node. Her eyes narrowed.

"This is it, connect the uplink to the relays."

The relay core within the Terrestrial Complex surged with energy. The surrounding antennae vibrated as a low, mechanical chime echoed through the battlefield.

Then it happened.

The progress bar hit 100%.

All across the region, every players HUD updated. The mission was completed.

The ground trembled as the major relays began to move, and locked into place.

Back at the cosmodrome' lab, Ikorra frowned as she saw the terminal's feed stutter. For a moment, every satellite connected on earth's network seemed to glitch. And every node, every relay stalled. 

From deep beneath the earth, the clunk and hiss of old machinery stirred. Doors no one had noticed before opened in the ridges of the surrounding cliffs. Long-forgotten bunkers powered to life.

The sand scattered as these bunkers rose from underground, inter-planetary rail-guns whirred, centuries of rust cracked as they moved to position. Finally, the oceans trembled as towers shot up from the sea floors.

Earth itself seemed to shudder. Secrets unearthed from every corner of the world, from the top of the tallest mountains, to the depths of the deepest ocean. The legacy the golden age had left behind was now unearthed by the brightest and mightiest warmind known to mankind as it took over the planet.

Rasputin, was back. And everything, would answer to him.

"Reporting! Uplink confirmed! Our relays are active. The warmind is active!" A technician hurriedly informed Ikorra.

But the Warlock vanguard paid no heed to his words. Instead, her eyes widened as he walked out of the lab. Ikorra looked up.

A deep, electronic pulse echoed across the zone. Rasputin's voice thundered across every frequency on the planet. Every interface on every satellite heard the same words. It was even transmitted and played by the ghost of every guardian on earth.

A phrase uttered in in binary pulses and code. No one could understand it.

But they didn't need to. The entire battlefield fell silent, just for a moment. 

The sky shook.

Thousands of Warsats launched tearing through the horizon. Massive payloads streaked into the upper atmosphere, leaving trails of fire as they burned through cloud cover. Their thunderous ascent rattled every panel and loose bolt across the Cosmodrome.

As Earth's atmosphere trembled the reverberations were felt across the solar system. The entire world knew, that humanity was no longer alone.

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