It didn't always look like this. No, at one time it was a living, breathing city. But breath has long since left this place. Mars was the first planet we colonized outside Earth. Humanity scrabbled away at the dusty rock to raise some of the greatest cities the galaxy had ever seen. But now the city has returned to the dust from whence it came. The details of exactly what happened are lost to us. But that’s why we’re here. Somewhere underneath these windswept dunes hides the key to our past – the key to our future. Not everyone is thrilled about this fledgling hope. If the Cabal have their way that key will stay lost in the sand – along with the bodies of a few more Guardians. It’s our job to make sure that doesn't happen. The City has sent four of us – two Hunters, a Warlock and a Titan. We need to work quickly and quietly. Two of the behemoths are guarding the entrance. I wait for the signal. Three…two…one… “Wow, someone has really let this place go!” Both the hulking creatures take the bait and charge after my Ghost. Once the rumbling of their footfalls subsides we sprint inside. The Titan on point sweeps the room. We descend deeper into the forgotten structure following our pieced together intel. We reach the marked location. I push on the ancient door which opens with surprising ease. “You’re too late,” a distorted voice announces. The figure walks into a faint glimmer of light shining through a hole in the ceiling revealing his distinctive pale blue skin. He is flanked by two menacing Exo. “I have what you are looking for.” He draws a massive, heavily ornamented weapon and levels it. Our team does the same…waiting for someone to pull the trigger.