[b]Episode Five Part Two [/b] “Toland!” cried Eris. The Warlock was slumped against the fractured wall of rock, unconscious. Eris looked to her right and found Wizards swooping out from another arched doorway, leading an endless stream of Knights at their backs. She cursed and planted her feet. It wouldn’t end this way. Tiny orbs of the deepest green spun around Eris’s hands, expanding with every passing moment. She raised her arms as they began growing as big as her head. A mere second later she tossed them into the swarm where they exploded upon impact and turned into seething vortexes that ripped apart whoever came near. The Knights were stalled, but not the Wizards. They flew over her grenades and sent out a barrage of fire. Eris scoffed as she tore a hole in space. The Voidwalker teleported every which way, blinking in an out of existence like an erratic lightning bug from hell. Streaks of fire painted the chamber red. The Wizards screeched in hatred, doubling their attacks, and as Eris left the empty comfort of infinity, a ball of fire slammed her into the ground, shattering her overshield and singeing her tattered robes. “Damn it,” she muttered, face in the ground. A clinking of armor and heavy feet made her look up in surprise. Eris rolled to the side as a thick cleaver dug its tip into the floor beside her head. She stuck her palm out. The Knight dissolved into a burst of green strands upon draining his energy, but more knights came to replace him. Eris stood and bent her head, letting another cleaver flash past her very nose. She jumped backwards into relative safety, however, there was just too many Knights. An instinctual power grabbed her. Eris threw out her hands and unleashed an invisible wave of force. Knights, glowing green from the pressure of her control, were wrenched into the air. She pushed out further and launched the skeletal wretches to the far side of the room, taking one Wizard down in the rain of bodies. She looked at her hands. It was said Voidwalkers using the power of telekinesis was only a myth, though, she couldn’t gape in wonder now. She had to save Toland. Eris focused and reached her mind out into the depths of space, summoning the energy from a collapsing star so massive in size she could barely handle its power. Three spheres of viridescence formed in the air above trembling hands. With a small shove, the nova bombs were cast out into the Hive. A rush of light bloomed. The Knights and Wizards passed into oblivion, but more figures moved within the thick haze of galactic energy as it began thinning. A river of Knights charged towards her. Eris dropped her glowing hands, realizing that her attack hadn’t been enough to win. She realized she was going to die. A hand grabbed her wrist and she entered space. Toland winked at her and teleported her to the entrance of the temple. Colder air hit her skin and she shivered, but it was the best kind of chill. She was finally out of the hive lair—out of hiding. Then, something else struck her. A dark feeling of despair, gripping her to her very core as she put her hands to her temples. [i]YOU SHOULDN’T LEAVE YET. [/i] Eris screamed from the booming voice and a vision suddenly pierced her mind. It was her, disembodied, walking down a black cavern in the pits of the Hellmouth. She heard screams, awful, blood-curdling wailing coming from a chamber beyond. It belonged to Omar Agah. Eris continued down the hall and peeked into the chamber. What she saw, she knew would follow her until the end of her days. A sea of cocoons surrounded the Hunter, while hive spawn, fresh from hatching, swam in their own slime. A Wizard held the man’s broken form. She used a single claw to peel the Light from his body, like flesh tearing from a withered fruit. The unborn squealed for his pain. For food. [i]OMAR IS HERE. HE IS WAITING FOR YOU. HE IS DYING.[/i] Then the pressure on her mind ceased. Toland was looking at her. “What happened?” he asked. “What did you see?” “Crota.” whispered Eris, turning back towards the doorway and scrambling into the dreaded dark. “Omar is back there, he is dying! We have to save him! I have to save—” “No!” Toland grabbed her arm and shoved her to the ground. He laid a heavy hand on her chest and glared at her. “No. You have to escape and get back to Earth. Omar is already lost.” His voice dropped. “Crota is playing tricks on you, Eris. The Hunter has been gone years.” Eris refused to believe it. She rapped the back of her head on the freezing ground. Toland hushed her and brought her to her feet, pointing at a twinkling light in the sky. “Go to Archer’s Line, jumpships will land there and the guardians will bring you back to the Tower. Go.” Eris nodded her head as she bled black tears. Toland went the other way. “No!” screamed Eris, horrified. “What are you doing?!” The Warlock shrugged. "Ir Yut calls for me, friend." He continued walking, then stopped and glanced back. "Oh, and the Speaker will undoubtedly send more poor souls to raid the Hellmouth, so gift them with this knowledge should they make it far enough: the Chalice, filled with the Light of Vell, Omar, Sai, and Eriana, will be placed at the feet of Crota. Do [i]not[/i] let him drink it. With another wink, the Warlock teleported back into the hell Eris had wished she would one day leave. And she did. It was all because of Toland. She had a new mission now as she turned her gaze back to the small green sphere in the distant night sky. It was tiny, but formidable yet. Crota would not have it as long as she drew breath. End [b][url=http://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/83562521/0/0/1]EPISODE ONE[/url] [url=http://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/86724757]EPISODE TWO[/url] [url=http://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/86972599]EPISODE THREE[/url] [url=http://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/88446022]EPISODE FOUR[/url] [url=http://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/89082639]EPISODE FIVE P1[/url][/b] [i][b]DISCLAIMER: THIS SERIES IS A WORK OF FAN FICTION, SO CREATIVE LIBERTIES HAVE BEEN TAKEN. DO NOT TAKE THIS STORY AS CANON. DUE TO A LIMITED AMOUNT OF LORE, I HAD TO SPECULATE ON WHICH CHARACTERS BELONGED TO WHICH CLASS AND SO FORTH. THERE IS HEAVY DEBATE ON WHETHER ERIS MORN IS A HUNTER OR WARLOCK, AND IN MY PERSONAL OPINION, MAKING HER A VOIDWALKER IN THIS PARTICULAR SERIES WAS A BETTER CHOICE[/b][/i] [b][url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/100362914]DESTINY FAN FICTION ARCHIVE[/url][/b] [b][url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Forum/823422]JOIN OR FOLLOW GROUP FOR FAN FICTION UPDATES[/url][/b]