Foxes of War

I gasped, watching the scene. The power armor looked kinda familiar, but I couldn't Tell where. As for the werewolf, it looked like a fox from that old Disney movie that got Michael into furries.

“Fuck, my head.” Zen-2 groaned as he felt his super was fully upgraded. He was muttering about it. So were the other two.

“Huh… What did you see?” I asked curiously as I looked at Feria, she was spasming as the black hole in her back blazed and burned.

“Us saving the city. Not much else.” Zoey told us. “Also the Traveller waking up.”

“How awesome was it?” I asked as I called up my Plasmids. Need to see if I have any Supers or new powers as I got to Feria.

“Yeah.” They all smiled. I noted an electric knife appeared in my hands and Feria whimpered in pain.

“Make it stop!” The wolf pleaded.

“Feria!?” I gasped, grabbing her and holding her, noting I now had the Bladedancer Super.

“It burns!” She roared as her fur became more lively and her eyes less white.

“Feria, Snap out of it!” I yelled, shaking her. She mewled as she seemed to just have life breathed into her before a weird Ghost appeared next to her head and the tendril of the Shard retreated. The black hole in her back was also gone.

I smelled a strong scent as I looked to see she had pissed herself.

“Did it just make her a Guardian?” Zen-2 asked as I looked at Feria.

“What class is she?” Zoey asked, the wolf had her normal armor on and her sword still in hand, but she didn’t look like any of the other three. Even with two being hunters, she didn’t look like a Titan

“Feria?” I asked as she sniffled.

“Oooooow.” She whimpered, her ghost blinking in confusion.

“Wow...I...wow that’s...wow...a lot.” Her Ghost, which was a skull of a crow of all things.

“What’s wrong with her ghost?” Zoey’s ghost asked.

“Maybe the Traveller Shard created One from the remnants of the first flame?” I asked as I rubbed the whimpering Feria.

“Guys, we got a group of Undead shambling this way,” Antwon said before a HUGE fucking sword ripped through the wall and I saw a boss I got to know well from Michael. The Pursuer.

“Aw Fuck.” I groaned.

“What the hell is that!?” Zoey yelled shooting at it as it just shook the shots off and went right for her.

“Purser! Watch out for its sword!” I yelped as I slashed at it with my BladeDance. “Use your Super!”

“Shit, why is this thing so damn strong!” Antwon yelled using his Golden Gun. The rounds pinged off but did burn the metal. Zen-2 was trying to pin it with his Knight Stalker Bow, but for some reason, it’s shield negated that bow arrows.

“Cut off its Arms!!” I yelled, chopping at its Shield-arm.

“Another Undead! Heading for Chi Wan!” Zoey yelled before the temperature in the room rose to impossible levels. We found our supers going into overdrive as Feria snarled.

“You fucking...bugger of….I killed you! OVER AND OVER, AND YOU JUST KEPT COMING!” Feria roared as her body turned to pure flames and she charged the floating knight, the ground itself melting under her.

“What the fuck type of super is that?!” Antwon asked as he shot down the undead with infinite Golden Gun ammo. I found my Blade, once a short dagger was now a Fucking Longsword, and boy was I having fun going Demoknight on the Purser and its Undead troops.

“How...what did the shard do to her?” Zen-2 asked as he shot arrow after arrow to pin groups of undead as Zoey went Stormcaller and summoned a massive bolt of lighting. “And when did you get a super!?”

“The Shard!” I pointed out. “And I was a Hunter Type, just Wasn't able to use it Properly before!”

“DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE!” Feria screamed as she jumped on the Purser’s head and started pounding it in. She had no weapon like this, but she was doing something else. It was like her powers were drawing the wisps of darkness and turning them into light right out of the boss tier enemy.

I grinned, realizing it. “She's a Forge, a Crucible, that takes in the Darkness, and converts it into the light!” I yipped, cleaving the Head of an Undead.

“What, why has no one else got that super?!” Zoey asked. “That would have been so fucking helpful for Oryx!”

“Because none of them carried the first flame as Feria has!” I pointed out. “And I don't remember the Ghosts bringing back any of the Flame Holders!” I said as I incinerated an Undead.

“So...because they were undead and tainted...and it...huh...you know if we raided a tomb...we could have…” Zoey muttered going into, ‘oh sorry I’m a warlock and have to think now’, mode.

“DIIIIIIIEEEE!” Feria screamed as she killed the Pursuer and tossed it’s decapitated head at an undead before beating into that one.

“Feria! That's the last One!” I yelled to her as the Corpse popped.

She huffed and panted as she looked around. She blinked as her super deactivated and ours with it. “What...I never could do that.” She said blinking.

“The Shard made you a Guardian, and it seems your Super lets you convert Darkness, into the light,” I told her.

“Okay, no wonder that hurt like hell. It felt like the First Flame was being ripped out of me, or the spark of it and then my curse burned away before the flame was shoved back in.” She panted. “I think….um...I need to find a man.” She said crossing her legs.

“Why?” I asked.

“Bodily...needs that I couldn’t use before...just woke up.” She mewled. “Undead don’t have the urge or hormones for sex...even if the parts hadn’t rotted away.”

“Ah,” I said. “So, how do we get One? I doubt Antwon is willing.” I said.

“No! I’m barely fucking thirteen! ...even if I’ve lived as a guardian for about forty years.” He mewled.

“Wait you were revived after dying at thirteen?” Zoey asked looking disturbed.

“Had the Hots for him?” I asked.

“Ugh, yes.” She said, looking sick.

“Not my fault cunt.” Antwon huffed. “I got killed by an arrow from an undead the second my ma and I walked off the boat.”

And now Zoey looked like she wanted to cry. “Antwon!” I growled.

“What?” He asked.

“Sorry, he still has the chemical makeup of his age.” His ghost said, appearing for the first time, looking like it had a monocle and top hat on.

“That's no Excuse, Antwon! Apologize to her!” I snarled.

“I...sorry Zoey.” He said, actually looking sorry. “My brain...is not exactly matured even if I was tall for my age.” He explained.

“Boy soldier, that just...why?!” Zen-2 yelled uneasily.

“He had the spark of light within him.” Antwon’s ghost told us. “He was the one I was supposed to revive.”

“Still pretty messed up.” I sighed. “Still, what next?” I sighed.

“Well, with my camp ruined, and you have the Shard, I’d say you all get back to your people. I need to report the Lich King’s rise.” Chi Wan told us.

“Alright. Stay safe, Chi Wan.” I told her.

“I will.” She told us as she gathered her things with magic and spells. “Wonder if Timber is with Ironhide? He has such a great…”

Okay, tuning out the rest of that. I grabbing Feria and pulled the Wolf along, hearing her Mewl.

“I hate having a living body!” She whined before I smelled shit. “I didn’t do that on purpose!” She cried out. “I have no control right now! And now my armor’s ruined.”

I groaned, thankful my ship was Big enough to have a shower and loo. Thank Holiday she had the sense for it!

“Ah...yeah, not exactly the first one to do that,” Zoey said in sympathy. “Us freshly revived had all the rot just...turned into...and well…” She explained as I realized why Feria was defecating at least.

“You boys return to your ships first. We’ll be there.” I said.

“Got it. Thank god I don’t have to do that.” Zen-2 said jogging off.

“Lucky you, Tin Man.” Zoey and Antwon snarked as the latter ran off.

“I’ll keep him in line on comms,” Antwon yelled back before they got into their ships.

“So yeah, I got shot in the... Well, everything by a huge ballista. Just three days later, I’m turning into...well I could only guess with all the water, and my ghost finds me and revives me. I was some miner before the City was built.” Zoey told us as she helped me get Feria for my ship. “Had the shits for days getting all the rotten flesh out of my system. All of it that my ghost didn’t reanimate. I was very chubby before my revival.”

“Yeah, Well, Feria. Strip.” I told her.

“Okay.” She said getting out of her armor with practiced ease, it was so smooth, I thought she was some lewd stripper at some point.

“Put your armor in the dishwasher device. It relies on your armor and clothes. I use it for cleaning the gore off my suit.” I told her.

“Ew,” Zoey said, helping the wolf. “Oh and my ghost is flying my ship back. I’ll help out here.”

“Thanks,” I said. “Feria, were you an ‘Entertainer’ at One point?” I asked her.

“Hmmm, why does everyone ask that?! I just know how to get my armor off quickly!” She huffed before jumping into the shower. “What type of tub is this?”

“A compact Sonic Shower,” I told her as the Metal shower rings blasted her on all sides with water.

“AH!” She yelped as she was sprayed. Thank god I’m not into girls...at least I don’t think I am. She whined at One point, likely because it sprayed her crotch. “Why can’t I just soak?!” She whined as I saw a healthy, lively sexy body.

“A Tub is too Big to fit. A shower saves Space for plumbing.” I told her.

“What is a shower?” She groaned.

“Think an Artificial Rain meant to wash the dirt and gunk off your Body,” I told her as she stepped out, shaking like a leaf and nude, showing her pink pussy and tits.

“Can I have clothes now?” She shivered. “I’m cold.” She mewled.

“Sorry, All I have are Towels.” I sighed. “I normally wear a towel if my suit is unwearable, as in, being cleaned.”

She whined before moving over to me to get a towel.

“Hey, I’m gonna fly us out? Want to try your ship. See if I want a copy of the model.” Zoey said from the pilot's seat.

“Sure,” I said as I passed Feria a Large towel. She took it and wrapped her body in it.

“Thanks.” She told me. I nodded, before looking at her. “Have you ever gotten laid?” I asked her.

“I had a kid...I think.” She said blinking. “Weird, I think her name as Zusen.” She told us.

“Huh,” I said as I leaned back.

“I could never remember that before.” She said blinking in shock as TEARS started running down her cheeks.

“What… Happened to her?” I asked gently.

“I don’t know. I became cursed after she turned three.” She told me as she sat on the loo’s seat. Thankfully, I had lifted it in case she needed it.

“Oh. And, if you Find a Guy, I hope you don't jump straight to sex.” I told her.

“Eh, done it before. And I wouldn’t want kids yet anyway.” She sighed.

“Yeah. Not a good idea.” I said with a smile as I idly noted she was crapping a lot. “Yikes, That's a load a crap.” I grimaced.

“Sorry...my body was nothing but rot before.” She mewled embarrassed.

“Yuck. Hope you flush it all out before we get the Base.” I said.

“I do too.” She whined as she flushed the toilet.

“That's everything?” I asked as I took out my launcher and cleaned it. Kinda reminded me of a Javelin Rocket launcher with its lock-on feature.

“I think so.” She mewled as she cleaned herself up.

“It is.” Her ghost told us. I quirked a brow at it, noting its voice was male, deep and baritone, almost like a singer. “What, I call tell.”

“Good. What are you going to name him?” I asked Feria.

“Hmmm, Versatile.” She told me.

“Alright. So Zoey, hows Shadow Trespass feel?” I asked her as I cracked open a can of cider from the mini-fridge I had found. Thank you, Holiday.

“Great, Definitely getting a copy!” She yelled. “My ship doesn’t have this much space. Why the hell is it so big!”

“Well, the engines are at the sides, and the ship came with a bed already. It's like it was Made for deep-space exploration and stealth flight.” I told her. “And from that battered journal, This was built during the Golden Age.”

“When the Everlasting Dragons Lived around...weird.” She said before she went silent and a beeping started throughout the ship. “I didn’t hit anything!” She called back as we started ascending to the clouds and fast.

“I know it's not! I think either you or I triggered something when we mentioned Dragons or the Golden age!” I yelped.

“The ship’s not fit for atmo! Get helmets on!” Zoey yelled slamming her helmet on and sealing it as I sealed my own.

“I’m making armor Guardian!” Versatile said as the ship kept ascending.

“I can’t redirect! It’s locked me out and put on Autopilot!” Zoey growled as I moved to the cockpit.

“Why Elsie Bray would add that, I like to know!” I yelped as I whined at not finishing my drink.

Once we cleared the clouds, Feria was fully armored and we slowly started seeing navy darkness and stars in broad daylight. Soon after that we almost rammed into the wreckage of an ancient ship!

“FUCK!” Zoey screamed, pissing herself as the Shadow Tressper banked and rolled. It finished soon after and started floating in this huge graveyard of ships. I could barely see anything but ships, Covenant was the most prominent, but the others... They were huge but look like a mix of UNSC and Imperium of Man ships.

“The Fuck is This? Why are we here?” I grumbled as my Cider floated up in orbs of liquid.

Our ship picked up a ping before the thrusters maneuvered us towards a small station. It had the name, Azamof’s Cradle written on the airlock as our ship drifted into a hanger. This looked like a shipyard. The hangar was huge, and if the one massive skeleton I saw of what seemed to be an Everlasting Dragon spoke of, it was designed for them. There were doors for smaller species but they were few and most of the station was only built for the dragons to roam.

“Why are we here? And who summoned us?” I muttered.

“Hello.” A voice said over the comms. “I didn’t expect to see this old ship wandering the clouds again. Would you like repairs?”

Soon a holographic dragon appearing on our display and looked at us nervously, but with a bit of underlying cheek as well. She was feral in appearance, had no clothing, and was primarily blue. She also had a third eye on her forehead. “I’m Osiris.” She told us. “Or OS 121533-263.”

“Thought Osiris was a Guy?” I remarked to Zoey.

“I named myself after a mythological god, yes. He found it humbling.” She told us.

“Uhh, I was referring to another. The Warlock Osiris.” I told the dragoness.

“Oh, don’t know him.” She said, tilting her holographic head.

“Wait, are you an AI?” I asked.

“Yes. Surprised I’m not rampant really.” She said nervously. “But everyone up here was dead by the time my seven years were up.”

“Okay...how long have you been up here?” Zoey asked.

“600,000 years.” She explained.

“You're metastable then if you are a smart AI,” I told her. “Last I checked, ‘Dumb’ AIs can't go Rampant.”

“I guess I am.” She said. “So would you like repairs? I haven’t worked on a ship for a long time.” She chuckled uneasily before shooting plasma outside at a descending wreck. “It was too big to enter the atmosphere like that.”

“I can see that.” I grimaced. “Think you could give a Jumpdrive, Maybe Work for Space? You kinda pulled us here in a ship not rated for Space yet, and if we didn't have our suits...”

“Oh...sorry.” She mewled as she moved us into a workstation. “Do you know any more ships I could fix?” She asked as light bulbs clicked in my head.

“I think I know a few…” I grinned.

“Holiday is going to fuck this station.” Zoey giggled.

“That oughta be a sight to see.” I giggled, imagining Holiday literally humping the station. “Think you can call your ghost and your own ship here? The vanguard needs to know.”

“Uh?” Osiris asked.

“Yeah. Had kept an open link. I can see other stations that are intact too, but they’re too far away.” Zoey said.

“Guardians? Where are you?” Ikora asked over the comms as Osiris worked on my ship.

“In a place that may turn the tide against the Legion. Tell Holiday she likely has a new friend.” I grinned.