When the warlock and titian vanguard are defeated in battle and captured. A very unimpressed hunter vanguard has to take up the role of leading. He has to lead the guardians to save his mentors before it is too late. Will time stay on his side? Or was it just a little too fast for him? All rights to the characters and locations go to bungie. however the story arc and head cannons are mine. Hope you enjoy!!

The reader is a female hunter. But not just a hunter, she is The hunter, The guardian. She is the one who had killed Crota, she is the one who had stopped The Taken King and the one who has won Ghaul. She is also the first fuardian who managed to wield light and dark. With Stasis help she had slayed Eramis and her Dark Council. Everything has its repercussions. She has friends, true friends, caring friends, she really cares about them all. But someone distinguishes. She loves him and cares about him but more than the others. She wants him. But she is afraid of telling him. So many other girls like him. No need to mention that he is her boss, her vanguard. The vanguard hunter, Cayde-6. Best Rankings : #1 cayde6 9/4/21 ( day / month / year ) #1 bungie 10/6/21 ( day / month /year ) #1 zavala 10/6/21 ( day / month / year ) #2 cayde-6 29/8/21 ( day / month / year ) #3 destiny2 30/7/21 ( day / month / year ) #2 ikora 30/7/21 ( day / month / year ) #1 cayde 30/7/21 ( day / month /year ) #9 destiny2 20/6/21 ( day / month / year ) Disclaimer : I don't own destiny or any destiny characters, only the plot and my characters.

The Golden Age- When the Traveler arrived, a time of peace, prosperity, and infinite possibility sprouted from Earth. Mankind had launched hundreds- if not, thousands- of journeys across the system, connecting Mars, Venus, Jupiter, Saturn, even Mercury into an increasingly large web of life and technology. Fast forward to the end of the Golden Age- The Collapse and the Dark Age- alien races surge forth from outside the system- the Eliksni, the Hive, The Cabal, The Vex- all coming for the Traveler. He fought them all, sending his Light, his Power out, crushing the opposition. Then, He was crippled, retreating to a small town. Fast forward to the beginning of our age- The City Age- With His dying breath, The Traveler created the Ghost- small machines that can revive those capable of wielding the Light- His Power- and fight the Darkness. The Hunters scout out terrain, reclaim Dead Zones, and are the eyes and ears of the City- the Warlocks research the secrets of the fundamental ideas of the Darkness, predict future events, and enthrall themselves in the workings of the Light to understand it and to find new ways to work it into the Guardians arsenal- and finally, the Titans, Defenders of the Last City, and the burning lights of hope in the shadows. Honor-driven. Leaders. Warriors. The Protectors of Humanity. Deeply intertwined in the history of the Last City. What happens when one is reborn and becomes one of the few able to wield the flame of hope as his own, to burn off the shackles of darkness that have been crushing humanity's will and hope to dust, What happens when he experiences so much tragedy, so much pain, that he delves into the shadows? What happens, when he finally snaps? And what happens to his loved ones when they are forced to put him down? And what will his Legend become, if he himself threatens the safety of the Last City. --------------- Thanks go out to the wonderful girl that most would know as @ShadowPine for the Cover art. Thanks Kobi!!!!

[POST LIGHTFALL, BEGINNING OF SEASON OF DEFIANCE] Mara blinked open her eyes as she awoke from slumber but she couldn't stop the slight wince she produced as the morning sunlight instantly blinded her eyes. The Queen of the Reef tried to turn to the other side of the bed to escape the light but was stopped with a weight holding her down that her sleep muddled mind hadn't comprehended until just this moment. When Mara looked down though, she couldn't help the soft smile that spread across her face when she saw the Young Wolf's tousled up brown curls obscuring her vision. Mara Sov, Queen of the Reef felt as her heart melted as she continued to gaze down at the naked woman in her arms. Watching as the guardian beside her snuggled further and further into her arms, trusted her while she was at her most vulnerable to protect her and hold her heart in her hands to keep it safe from harms way. The Queen fell harder and harder for this woman everyday... -OR: The Story about how Mara Sov and The Young Wolf find comfort, safety and eventually love in one another even as the universe around them continues to crumble with the looming threat of the Witness **Smut In Later Chapters** [COMPLETED]

A Destiny 2 fanfiction. Part 1: New Light. When the Traveler arrived, a spherical deity with paracausal powers known as the Light, humanity prospered and thrived. Their lifespans tripled and they expanded their civilization amongst the stars and to other planets. This was known as the Golden Age until an ancient evil known as the Darkness that hunted the Traveler finally found it in our solar system. Everything was destroyed and this was known as the Collapse. Humanity would've become extinct if the Traveler hadn't of sacrificed itself, pushing back the Darkness with its Light. And with the last of the Traveler's strength, it created Ghosts, little mechanical beings to search for deceased people who are capable of wielding the Light as a weapon. Ghosts resurrect these people from the dead and they protect what's left of humanity with their powers. These people are known as Guardians. This story is told from a Ghost's point of view who's Guardian is a trigger happy Hunter. Her Light is strong but her soul defiant. Forged in the Light yet desired by the Darkness. But when she comes face to face with her destiny, will she make the right choice or be swallowed by fate? Liar, killer, murderer.. or a savior? --- This story is the first year of the protagonist's new life within the Unruly Light saga. •Contains graphic gore, lots of cussing, and sexual interactions.

"No one can open the Vault alone. I opened the Vault. There was no one with me but I was not alone." A team of six entered the Vault of Glass. Kabr fought and died. Praedyth was captured. Pahanin ran. Two were cut away, and one hid. This story story begins long before that. Or: A story about family, wayfinding, and the many different consequences of falling from cliffs. A longform fanfiction exploring the life and times of a variety of characters, original and cannon, from before the Battle of Twilight Gap through the events of Destiny 1.

After discovering a very faint but traceable signal in the far reaches of Space, a lone Hunter -One Cayde personally trained himself- is sent out to investigate by order of the Vanguard. What adventures will the Guardian have, and why does a girl with silver eyes make his heartbeat skyrocket?

Waking up from Cryostasis and the Fallen was keeping you as their prisoner. What a rude awakening. Luckily, you make a quick getaway as you fled their place. Escaping was the plan but them chasing you here and there, was not the plan. Let alone a Guardian saved you and brought you to the Tower, your mind will not comprehend on how much time has passed by. Don't forget having a peculiar Mark that are on your arm. ✿ ✿ ✿ Book 1 of Cryostasis!Reader

All Information is in the beginning, there is nothing here really if you want information I suggest you click the button above that says read.. Or you can just keep on reading what I'm writing, or whatever. We can...like talk here and stuff...that's what people do ....right? Highest ranking. #10 in Destiny2

Christian looked down from the creature looming before him at the gun in his holster. Engraved on its side were the words, "Until the last flame dies and all words have been spoken" "It's time to draw guardian, one last time." The hunter looked up at his ghost then looked back down again, "Ya know, I always thought it was called 'The Last Word' because it ensured the wielder he'd get it, but I think I understand now... It's my Last Word." And with that, he put his hand on his holster and stared death in the face, without fear or hesitation. He glanced back at his ghost before it disappeared, "Then let's make it one hell of a draw."