"Spark, did I do the right thing ? "
That was the question he desperately wanted the answer to. Sitting here in the garden, the fireteam that helped him this far already gone. He told them to go, that this was something he did not want them involved in
It talked to him. The Darkness talked to him. It wanted something from him. So, if it wanted to use him and the garden, then he will make sure it can't use both
He was going to destroy the entrance to the garden. He has the materials for a device that could make it collapse but, only if he... does it manually
The power source of the 'bomb' was the remains of the Sanctified Mind. It was darkness that remains in it but, it was energy, usable energy
He was a hunter, the first who confront a problem before anyone knows it is a problem in the first place. He will not let himself become a problem
He doesn't have much time left, the gate getting more unstable by the second. So he asks the only question he wants an answer to right now. He asks his ghost, his friend, his Spark
"I don't know guardian, but know that I stand behind you, always." Was Sparks reply. He believed in his guardian and would gladly give his life for him. This was his last decision, his last life to give
"Spark," came the resigned voice of the hunter "do you think that Cayde would have approved of... This."
Ah, so that's what this is about. Ever since he confronted Uldren and the prince asked what Cayde would have done, he asked it himself. Would Cayde have approved of his choices, the path of revenge he carved, the reckless and borderline suicidal behavior he showed during his missions after Caydes death
His decision to leave the Last City to stay at the frontline
"Cayde would have not blamed you, he would have said that you simply do what a hunter is supposed to do." Spark knew his guardian needed to hear this. This simple admission is at least going to give him some solace before he looses his last life. Even if Spark was not sure if it was true
" Spark, thank you. It was my honor to be your guardian."
"It was my honor to be your ghost as well."
The time is up. The bomb is ready to destroy the gate and he is ready to meet his end. But, just as he pressed the trigger to start the explosion, he heard it
A voice
"Good work, guardian. But, your time hast not yet come. You are still needed, at another place, another time."
"Wha-" before he could even question what the voice meant, the world around him exploded into white light before it all went black
Unknown place, 9:37 p.m.
"45-nee, 45-nee! Look, I found this little guy just flying around. He said he needs help, can we help him? " came the excited voice of a young brown haired girl. Following her was a small flying ball of light with a shell that looked like a discoball
The room they entered was what looked like a living area, with a couch, a TV and some broken chairs. The interior was messy and not that well maintained with ripped wallpaper and a broken window.
"Hello, you must be the friends miss 9 was talking about. She said you were some kind of mercenarys. I intend to hire you if you would be interested." The 'person' that said that was the flying discoball. The fact that the ball talked was enough to get a reaction out of the other people in the room.
It was the person addressed as '45-nee' that answered first.
" ...what" not that it was going to be a very smart answer.
A.N.: So, the prologue chapter there you have my idea for this storyFrom this point forward I will write from Sparks and Team 404's perspective. The perspective of the hunter will be told with logs they find, like you learn of Caydes story from the info cards you find in chestsI want to use this to paint a picture of the hunter before you actually meet him. A way to explain his character before and after Caydes death as well as the connection and relationship between the two.The hunter is going to be male. A pairing is planned but you can still give me suggestions about plot points and, if I get something wrong, you can correct me so I can better myselfThank you for reading. I will await your feedback.