The Light is Not Gone (Worm/Destiny SI)

[Older-than-Time]

This is gonna be my first story here on SV; my first attempt at writing after a REALLY long period of Writer's Block that kicked my arse off of FF.net.

I'm not gonna lie and say this is gonna be epic or a never-before-seen concept.

This has just been floating around in the back of my mind somewhere between 40k RPG rule sets and my Twinkie obsession.

A brief summary:
I die and wake up in Earth Bet.

The rest will come in time.

So, without further ado...

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...I'm floating...
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Images of another life for through my mind...
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I...died?

I remember a...there was a plane that crashed...and towers? I was eating and...why can't I remember and more?

A feeling of urgency overcame me. An urge to be somewhere; to find...to find...

My Guardian.

With an audible groan, I get up. There's a light... There's a light shining at the end of this long hall. I wobble along the passage, unsure of where I am...

Locate the Guardian.

It's empty. And quiet. There's dozens upon dozens of faded blue lockers. Some are heavily damaged, missing doors, locks or just plain missing. Others are near covered in graffiti.

'...'

A sound?

'...!'

No, a voice. One near silent.

'...-lp...' *a soft thud echoes*

A voice of a girl? I wobble closer, a faint light illuminating wherever I look...

Another thud...and another...

I'm in front of a locker. It's...leaking?

Yes, it's leaking a range of dark fluids from the bottom of the door. I lower myself to examine the pooling gunk more closely. A series of light rays erupt along my sight line, seemingly analyzing the viscous pool.

Waste product:
- Homo Sapien
-- excretions: [vomit, urine] singular sample found.
-- Sample strand recorded.
- Canid, excretion, 2 samples present.
-- Sample strands recorded.
Blood:
- Menstrual, multiple samples present.
-- Sample strands recorded.

And suddenly I knew. There was someone trapped inside. A young girl...

A young girl trapped in a locker...in an empty school?

The light of my gaze settled to burn brighter and I spoke. I spoke words not coming from me but...but coming from a 'me' that wasn't me.

"...do you want to be strong?"

I heard the girl's breath quicken and her feeble cries resumed. I ignored her cries.

Why talking like this...why am I ignoring her? She's hurt! There's a girl trapped in there with all sorts of crap and I'm asking if she wants to be strong?!

"Do you want to be strong? Will you stand against the Darkness?"

Her breath was wavering...and I could hear her heart.

I could hear it slowing down...

"...h-help me...p-please..."

Yet, I persisted.

Why?!

"Will you be strong?"

As her heart gave it's final beats, I heard her whisper...

"...y-yes..."

With that, her heart finally gave out...

Her breathing ceased...

And I finally was able to help her; able to save this trapped girl from death itself. I felt my body shimmer as I dissolved into countless motes of light and phased through the metal door...and into her still body...

"...Wake up. Time to wake up...Guardian."

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Okay, how was that so far? The big reveal is coming next.

 

[Cyclone]

"Do you want to be strong? Will you stand against the Darkness?"

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Almost sounds like Buffy, but the line from Chosen was "Are you ready to be strong?"

 

[Older-than-Time]

Huh..I did not realize I was almost quoting BtVS...

I just wanted a line that sounded right to me.

Either way, did you happen to notice any errors or parts that seemed...off?

 

[Harpy81]

Good start but I can't really judge yet
It's seems interesting enough though so I watched it

 

[Gadgeteer]

This is gonna be my first story here on SV; my first attempt at writing after a REALLY long period of Writer's Block that kicked my arse off of FF.net.

I'm not gonna lie and say this is gonna be epic or a never-before-seen concept.

This has just been floating around in the back of my mind somewhere between 40k RPG rule sets and my Twinkie obsession.

A brief summary:
I die and wake up in Earth Bet.

The rest will come in time.

So, without further ado...

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...
...
...
...I'm floating...
...
...
Images of another life for through my mind...

With an audible groan, I get up. There's a light... There's a light shining at the end of this long hall. I wobble along the passage, unsure of where I am...

It's empty. And quiet. There's dozens upon dozens of faded blue lockers. Some are heavily damaged, missing doors, locks or just plain missing. Others are near covered in graffiti.

'...'

A sound?

'...!'

No, a voice. One near silent.

'...-lp...' *a soft thud echoes*

A voice of a girl? I wobble closer, a faint light illuminating wherever I look...

Another thud... And another...

I'm in front of a locker. It's...leaking?

Yes, it's leaking fluids. I lower myself to examine the pooling gunk more closely. A series of light rays erupt along my sight line, seemingly analyzing the viscous pool.

Waste product:
- Homo Sapien
-- excretions: [vomit, urine] singular sample found.
-- Sample strand recorded.
- Canid, excretion, 2 samples present.
-- Sample strands recorded.
Blood:
- Menstrual, multiple samples present.
-- Sample strands recorded.

And suddenly I knew. There was someone trapped inside. A young girl...

A young girl trapped in a locker...in an empty school?

The light of my gaze settled to burn brighter and I spoke.

"...do you want to be strong?"

I heard the girl's breath quicken and her feeble cries resumed. I ignored her cries.

Why am I ignoring her?

"Do you want to be strong? Will you stand against the Darkness?"

Her breath was wavering...and I could hear her heart.

I could hear it slowing down...

"...h-help me...p-please..."

Yet, I persisted.

Why?!

"Will you be strong?"

As her heart gave it's final beats, I heard her whisper...

"...y-yes..."

With that, her heart finally gave out...

Her breathing ceased...

And I finally was able to help her; able to save her.

I felt my body shimmer as I dissolved into motes of light and phased and through the metal door...and into her still body...

"...Wake up. Time to wake up...Guardian."

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Okay, how was that so far? The big reveal is coming next.

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Calling it now: it's a Destiny crossover self insert.

 

[Johnnyjr100]

Calling it now: it's a Destiny crossover self insert.

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Agreed.

 

[Older-than-Time]

Calling it now: it's a Destiny crossover self insert.

Click to shrink...

Dang. I thought I was being clever... Still, congrats on guessing!!

Here's your prize: The next chapter.

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Into her cooling body, through her flesh; I entered as a being of pure energy, of pure Light. A series of timed jolts to her heart and her blood began flowing as every beat grew stronger. A jittery breath escaped her lips and suddenly I knew.

Taylor Hebert.

Her name was, no…her name is Taylor Hebert. As my energies coursed through her like fire, I gained more and more knowledge of her and this world; this Earth that wasn't mine. More and more was gained with every microsecond that passed. Nothing was hidden from me as I forced the very last vestiges of my reserves of Light into restoring her fading life force. Examining her more closely, I realized that even if I got her out of here, she'd suffer from the aftereffects for years to come. Luckily though, enough of her base form and structure had been catalogued that I was able to dispose of her…damaged self and reconstitute her whole and undamaged as I had do-F342dag23hgnr453vd

I seemed to have encountered an error…but I had more important things to do. Namely, protecting my Guardian

It's taken a long time. Internally, I understand that it's nearly morning. Taylor had been shoved inside her locker by her three tormentors during the first hour of school. It's nearly morning of the next day…

A surge of anger shook my entire being for a moment. Taylor stirred, reminding me of my new duty. A surge of Light erupted from her hands, the energy blasting the door off the locker and into the ones across the hall. She tumbled out as I rematerialized beside her. I stared down at her slumbering form and I noticed she had literally nothing on.

A flash of inspiration struck me. A moment taken to deconstruct her locker (and a few others) in a display of Light and I had enough materials for a rudimentary outfit more suitable for the new Guardian: a dull blue full body suit with minor armor plating and basic life support. Not much of material was actually useable for anything other than protecting her from the elements and it lacked a helmet, but it was enough until we collected more resources.

Time to get her up…

"Guardian."

She stirred, a groan escaping her lips.

"Get up, Guardian."

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Taylor's eyes fluttered, the suit's LS systems indicating impending heart failure for some reason. I frowned internally and sent a jolt to suit's built-in defibrillator. We didn't have time waste. She wasn't safe here. There could be Fa-fgR324v

That blasted error again…

Taylor gasped, taking deep rasping breaths as her new lungs worked for the first time. A second jolt shook off the last of her body's 'new-numbness', leaving Taylor scrambling to her feet.

"W-what's…what's going on?!" Her panicked voice echoed throughout the building; this 'school', from what my memory was telling me.

"You've been sleeping, Guardian. I woke you up. We should go; it isn't safe here…" I scanned our surroundings, wary of possible dangers. I turned back to her…and she was just staring at me with an astonished look on her face. "Is something the matter, Guardian?"

Why am I saying these things? I should be panicking. Why ain't I panicking?!

Protocols activated. Safety of Guardian Prioritized.

She stumbled back, huddling into the alcove of what used to be her (and at least six other people's) locker.

"Y-you…what are you? Some kind of Tinkertech gadget?"

Her frightened tone and the phrase she used…

What the hell is Tinkertech?

Tinkertech – A class of technology crafted and utilized by parahumans whose powers specialize in the creation of advanced technology unable to be replicated by modern society.

The me that wasn't me decided to explain enough to her calm. We needed to get somewhere safe…

"I'm a Ghost, well, your Ghost. You were trapped and needed help. I'll explain more later; it's not safe here, Guardian."

She stared at me for a long moment but gave a single nod; excellent. I dematerialized and took up residence in a space inside (yet not inside) her head. She whirled around, searching for me.

"Don't worry, Guardian. I'm still here. Let's get you out of this place. Follow the waypoints back to base." I set up a 'HUD' and a series of waypoints that led back to the building she called 'home'. Going by her knowledge and the satellite imagery I appropriated, the route should be safe enough…I hope.

"Huh? Waypoints, base?"

She struggled for a moment before jogging along the route I set. I could feel her mind working in overdrive, trying to understand what was happening. And why she was so much calmer than she should be.

I was wondering the same thing...

"You should hurry, Guardian. The sun's almost up and according to my database, your paternal unit should be waking up soon."

Taylor paused a second. She hesitantly stated that her home was too far to run to. She'd tire out long before she got even halfway there.

"Not anymore, Guardian. I made some improvements to your base form. According to the data I've collected using your memories and this 'Internet' accessed via your school's wireless network, you have what parahumans call Mover and Brute ratings. You won't tire as easily as you did before. I've calculated the distance and if you run at a constant fifteen miles an hour, disregarding any major obstacles, we'll arrive back at base just as your 'father' awakens. And don't worry, fifteen miles an hour is something you can handle."

She gaped and asked me aloud, "I, I have powers? I'm a cape?"

"Yes, you have what are the equivalent of parahuman abilities and you do have a cape of sorts…" A length of cloth just over a foot long hanging from her shoulders; a glorified rag, really.

Taylor stayed silent…then broke out into a dead sprint, a smile on her face as she dashed through the darkened streets of this city called 'Brockton Bay'. As she darted through a few alleys not set out on my designated route, she was silently thanking me. I didn't bother answering. After all, her name is Taylor Hebert, my Guardian. She chose to be strong, to stand against the Darkness.

She is a Guardian of the Light.

And I…

I'm her Ghost.

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[McPoopin]

"Get up Guardian."

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"Get up, Guardian."

"You should hurry Guardian.

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"You should hurry, Guardian.

"Not anymore Guardian.

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"Not anymore, Guardian.

You're getting these right about half the time, so I'm not sure if these ones are typos or what, buuuut-

CTRL+C, CTRL+V powers activate!
A Direct Address comma is used when you directly address the person being spoken to in dialog, such as by saying their name. Put one after the name if it's at the beginning of the sentence, one before the name if it's at the end, and one on either side if it's in the middle. These can significantly alter the meaning of a sentence, so here's some examples showing why they are important.

"Let's eat, Grandma." -> Inviting your grandmother to join you in a meal.
"Let's eat Grandma." -> Conspiracy to commit murder and cannibalism.

"Shoot, Jake!" -> You are telling Jake to shoot something.
"Shoot Jake!" -> You are telling someone to shoot Jake.

"Bob, hit me." -> You are asking Bob to hit you, for some reason.
"Bob hit me." -> You are dobbing Bob in for assaulting you.

"Come on, Sally." -> You are urging Sally to engage in some unspecified task or activity.
"Come on Sally." -> You are telling someone to, err... Never mind.

Note that you still do this even if you are using something in place of an actual name.

"Damn you, you vile wench." -> Damn that vile wench.
"Damn you you vile wench." -> Word salad.

"And that, my friend, is why I ate your cat." -> A perfectly ordinary conversation.
"And that my friend is why I ate your cat." -> Blargelbarf.

 

[Older-than-Time]

"Get up, Guardian."

"You should hurry, Guardian.

"Not anymore, Guardian.

You're getting these right about half the time, so I'm not sure if these ones are typos or what, buuuut-

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Thanks. Its actully my keyboard. I've dropped it a few times and slammed at it during some gaming sessions so...yeah, its junk right now.

 

[Denoel Muerta]

I hate to be "that guy", but i hope you have some idea how to translate Destiny into worm, i dont know much about Destiny lore, but sofar i remember, the number of things that are usefull for Taylor to being a hero, are pretty slim.

But so far its good

 

[Older-than-Time]

Its not the actual utility I'm looking at, but at the consequences of the various tools and abilities currently or possibly at her disposal, more specifically a Guardian's respawn and technology reconstitution.

Respawn - "Oh, I died. But it's okay, I respawned back at base."
- Lemming attitude surfaces?

Technology Reconstitution - "Yeah, you destroyed the Tinkertech bike that Armsmaster made for me. Now the cooldown is finished and here's the bike, all fixed. You ma, bro?"
- Possibility of L33T turning to heroism just so he can have Taylor use his tech? Tech that is recreated perfectly even after the original is destroyed?

Just brainstorming really. Thinking on adding the Traveler in, somehow.

 

[Walker of Paths]

Story Post The 2nd

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...Go On.

 

[Kartal]

Ghosts create the first set of armor in the game. It's very bare bones, but matter creation WITH tech knowledge from the Destinyverse? The only part I can't see meshing so well is the kill everything that moves aspect with the unwritten rules. Hover bike would be awesome though.

If you continue this, I don't think she would mesh well with the PRT. Guardians are supposed to be hard people doing what is needed to protect mankind. A guardian is more likely to bomb the crap out of the Nine, the Empire, snipe Lung while unpowered, and put all the Merchants in traction than play nice with the PRT.

I hope you have plan for that.

 

[GingaNoTsurugi]

The Traveler is a benevolent being who helps sentient races grow but was manipulated all along by her arch nemesis. The Darkness I hope you decide to reference destiny instead. Shame no lethal weapons though Super Good Advice would have been a hilarious second companion....I hope the Vex don't pop out. Or Sanity preserve us the Hive.........The Moon is ripe for the taking......... Earth bet doesn't need Ninja Krota Son of Oryx

 

[Artyom1198]

The Traveler is a benevolent being who helps sentient races grow but was manipulated all along by her arch nemesis. The Darkness I hope you decide to reference destiny instead. Shame no lethal weapons though Super Good Advice would have been a hilarious second companion....I hope the Vex don't pop out. Or Sanity preserve us the Hive.........The Moon is ripe for the taking......... Earth bet doesn't need Ninja Krota Son of Oryx

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It would be worse if Crota"s dad Oryx the head God of the hive pantheon ( I think? not much info on him) with his Darkness snatcher powers sweeping up parahumans and turning them into Taken but since this is Worm it will probably happen.

 

[JamesB]

Interesting beginnings at any rate.

For the thread itself, please set up threadmarks. They will make finding the chapters much easier.

 

[Older-than-Time]

Thanks for the advice, everyone.

Threadmarking still start after I have another two chapters up.

 

[Kerashana]

This is going to be interesting. So very, very interesting. Please do continue.

 

[Older-than-Time]

I've got a question for you guys.

Do you think you think I should:

A - Incorporate the Traveler somehow, along with one of the enemy factions?
B - Make one of the enemy factions (Fallen, Hive, Vex) an out-of-control aspect of her powers, like the Endbringers & Eidolon?
C - Let Taylor have the abilities of multiple classes, with some limitations?

 

[Kerashana]

C is a good idea, but instead of multiple classes, call it something like 'Magi' and have it incorporate aspects of each class.

As of B, this is an interesting idea. But have it separate from here. instead of an uncontrolled aspect of her power, have it a ripple, a side effect. The World* trying to balance the sudden imbalance.

Leave A out of it, or maybe have the Traveler pop up in the conflict against Scion. I mean, super being VS super being and all that.

*The World: Term used to reference the multiverse.

 

[Kartal]

As a story, I think it would come out better if the Vex had somehow (through their teleportation shenanigans) found a way to the Solar System and are in the process of assimilating Mars or Venus. Taylor and her Ghost being the only ones aware of it (since the Vex are from so far out of the dimensional planes used by the entities), and must build a ship to get there before they are entrenched. Que bounty hunting and leveling up to get the items and money to make the ship. I can just imagine Jack Slash getting the shivers and knowing something is hunting them, but has no clue what.

Also, full access to all skill, but has to level up to acquire.

 

[Lenimentus]

I know nothing about destiny, but this is fun so far.

 

[Visorak]

Tentatively watched.

Seems interesting.

 

[GingaNoTsurugi]

I Hope you add the traveler Real Space whale versus False Space Whale. And hey Guardians out there it seems we took something from Oryx. Boy is he pissed



And second trailer

 

[Older-than-Time]

Sorry for the long wait. I'm almost done with the next chapter. I'll be fixing my first post then posting the next chapter this week.