"This is Hunter Kay Dromo. Guardians, you better buckle in. The Tower has fallen. I repeat, the Tower has fallen. Ghost, can you send visual via my helmet?" He waited a second, and a single light appeared in his HUD. "There. You're know streaming a live visual feed." He turned his head, taking in the Tower's remains. "As we speak, the Fallen and Cabal are firing on the Traveler. I don't know how much it can take. We assume starting now that the Speaker, Vanguard, and Lord Shaxx are dead. Make your way to the Reef. The Queen is our last hope now."
He ended the transmission, and nodded to the others in his group. They disappeared, presumably to their ships. He did the same, reaching orbit quickly. He began to punch in the coordinates for the Reef when he felt a shock run through him. He looked back towards Earth, and saw the Traveler sinking in flames. His Ghost, his companion through nearly everything, fell from it's hover, landing in his lap.
He felt a hollow sensation in his chest, and knew beyond doubt the Traveler was gone. The Light had no more source beyond the Guardians that were left. He finished setting the coordinates for the Reef, and sent Wolfpack towards the final "safe" place left in the galaxy. He only hoped the Queen would see a need for them, and allow them in. Otherwise, the Light would be extingushed.
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Traveler's Fall
Science FictionAtheon and Crota have fallen. The Darkness will not stop until the Traveler, the Tower, and every Guardian have fallen for good.
