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RWBY & Destiny: Cayde-6

Destiny is owned by Bungie & RWBY is owned by RoosterTeeth (No Longer A Corporate Entity)

Welcome to the archive: This was once upon a time a published story on both FFN and Wattpad. I took it down because I lost interest son after starting it but since I have the catalog and I've put unfinished stories on here before I've decided to add this to the catalog so it may see the light of day again. I did take the original ANs out though so thats why there aren't any besides this one. FYI this was made before the Final Shape came out.

-OtherwiseR00K

Chapter One

"You tell Zavala...and Ikora, the Vanguard...was the best bet...I ever...lost..." Those were Cayde-6's last words to the Guardian before his death. Cayde had died in the lowest section of the Prison of Elders in the Reef on the outskirts of the Sol system.

His death sparked a one-guardian war against the Reef and anyone associated with the killer, Uldren Sov. Unfortunately, Cayde would never be aware of this, he'd never be aware of his death being avenged. Cayde would never be aware of the fights that followed the alliances, or the Young Wolf's growing legend.

But this was a double-edged sword as the Guardians of the Last City would be unaware of Cayde's existence after his death, unaware that other places will learn of guardians, unaware of the revival of the Vanguard's Hunter.

Cayde-6 was given a gift, he would live on. Just not the way most Lightbearers would expect.

-/-

The Void was a comforting place, it was dark sure but it had a feeling of calm. The Void was nowhere and everywhere it was a place where impossible things could become possible. One such impossibility was a portal of light opening and the corpse of Cayde-6 coming through the portal. His body is still broken and devoid of light.

A moment later and his body is fully in the void and the portal closes, drenching Cayde's corpse in darkness. His body floats, it doesn't fall nor fly it simply floats in the same position as before.

A moment later and a figure rises to his side, its featureless face looks over the body before finally, "Gunslinger of the Vanguard," it spoke, its voice not coming from the figure but around it, the voice is echoed across the void and reverberates back to the figure, "your life has been stripped from you. Your weapon, a tool used to save those too weak to save themselves, a tool made from the bones of memory you cling to and a weapon given to you," the figure brings up their hand and the void configures into the shape it wants, the Ace of Spades sits within the beings hand, "a tool used against you."

The being takes Cayde's hand and places the Ace of Spades in it pressing the hand against Cayde's chest, "You will be the instrument of my will, just as the Traveler used you and the guardians to protect its own, I use will use you to save others. To be the guardian of so much more."

Light split the void, opening a scar into a forest bathed in moonlight, "I wish I could assist you further, but I'm incapable of doing so outside my domain. You will need a guide," the figure opens its palm to show a small grey orb with a darkened optic, the void surrounds it and shell forms around the orb, "she will assist you through your journey as she has since the beginning."

It placed the shell on Cayde's chest as his body began moving toward the scar of light, "Forces will attempt to snuff your light, don't allow them to Cayde-6," his body slipped through and fell to the forest floor, "may the Void guide you're way," the scar sealed and the being was left in the void, "Good luck Guardian."

-/-

"Cayde?"

"Cayde?!"

"CAYDE!"