From Dusk to Dust (Destiny Fan Fiction)

13-K.I.A.

AN: Finally getting into the action! So excited. I was late to the vine making community and only could make a few before it ended. Here's one for the story. https://vine.co/v/5nV9bLKtOZh

"Ew, why is this one sticky?" Malachi inquired, accompanied by a face of disgust. Macey took one look at the armor and shook herself out, as if she were also in disgust. She blinked a few times and ushered Malachi to pick out the piece of gray armor next to her.

Alaura stayed on the other side of the lockers. She rushed to put on heavy white armor that covered her entire body. She'd never worn head-to-toe armor before, so this was a first. "Just get some damn armor on. I can't have you two dying out there." Jarvis whispered some things into her ear, which caused her to chuckle to herself.

The trio was only in the locker room because Kai told them there was armor in there. If they were going to fight, they had to wear a uniform. He wasn't going to let them go out there unprotected. Kai watched the only entrance to the room to make sure no one would catch them. Impersonating army soldiers and taking armor was a serious crime. At a time like this, the government would have to understand. After hearing about aliens, death, destruction, and more, Kai gave in to the crazy idea of believing it all when Alaura gave him a certain look. He was still putty in her hands, even after all these years.

Tanis appeared clueless, but somehow, he knew what to do. As if...as if he's done this before. He put on the red armor in a haze, trying to remember something once lost to him. Wearing the armor and feeling The Traveler's light flow not only through the armor, but himself, brought back a sense of déjà vu.

Dinklebot watched him curiously. He couldn't hear his thoughts, but Tanis seemed troubled. Dinklebot bobbed up and down, notifying the other two ghosts to get ready. The ghosts glowed white for a second before disappearing into the armor. Dinklebot declared through the team's helmets, "Don't worry. We're still here. We're your personal communication line now."

"I guess that's better than an earpiece," Alaura commented sincerely. Earpieces were easy and portable, but inside of a helmet? That would be moist chaos with the possibility of it falling out. She grabbed her secondary weapon, a fusion rifle, and hooked it onto her back. Alaura got a good hold of her black automatic rifle and waved to the other two before leaving the locker room.

Malachi put his personal sniper rifle on his back. He set a baby blue hand cannon, a small six-chambered pistol, in his thigh holster. He could go on solo missions with confidence, but this? A war? And he'd have to work in a team? He exhaled slowly and thought it over. It's simple. Focus. Shoot. Reload. He watched Tanis as he changed magazines in his scout rifle like a pro. Malachi's forehead creased in confusion. As far as he knew, Tanis didn't have any experience with weapons.

Tanis looked up for a second and did a double take when he realized Malachi was staring. He put his sidearm in its holster and held the white scout rifle with both hands. A blue light behind his mouth flickered along with his words, "Are you okay?"

The ghosts stayed quiet and didn't point the strange behavior out. Malachi wanted to say something, but retracted the thought of it. Questioning a team member that just underwent something life changing, and not know it, was probably the worst move. Distractions at a time like this weren't needed. Malachi nodded slowly and followed Alaura. Tanis shrugged off the curious manner his teammate displayed and walked out.

Xavier and Sheyla came back, pale from shock. Sweat fell down Xavier's brow and he held his gun with shaky hands. He yelled out to the group, "What the hell is going on? I didn't sign up to kill aliens." His brown eyes glanced to his side and he murmured to himself, "Leroy always said they would come. I didn't believe the bastard."