Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25932172-20170421232928/@comment-31261863-20170517180420

(Okay. So I'm gonna plothole my way back in because I'm bored. However, I probably won't be posting as much... You'll see why... Also M67, just use the gate on Venus that we found to get a search party into the Citadel or something.)

''Xor struggled across the cold stone floor, surrounded by the charred remains of the Vex he had fried in the blast. He wasn't much better off himself. One eye was darkened and cracked, sightless in its socket. His body was split in two, wires and scorched metal dragged on the floor as he used his one remaining arm to claw his way forward. The pain was unbearable, the vision in his one good eye flickered from black and white to static, all audio was gone. After an hour of struggling he finally reached his destination, a large Time Gate, large enough for a Gatelord.''

''Warnings flashed in his dimming vision, alerting him to his dangerously low energy levels. He shoved them away and continued, pulling himself forward. ''

''If he could, Xor would've sighed in relief, the Gate was burned and battered but not entirely out of commission. He reached into the bag he had tied around his shoulder and retrieved the small box he had used many times before. With a shaking hand he delicately wove the copper filaments around an exposed wire on the Gate's frame. He allowed his last remaining limb to fall heavily to the floor, the light in his eye finally dimming.''

The Gate sparked and ignited, casting it's light over his battered and dead corpse.

--

(Then this would be past Xor)(The first time entering the Citadel)(Srry if I abuse the 'don't control other people's characters' rule again I promise this is the last time)

"After all these years I've still never gotten used to that...", Xor groaned as he rose to his feet, "We're...", he trailed off as he observed his surroundings.

"Worst... acid trip... ever.", The Hunter beside him said in a similar manner, he stood up.

< I thought the Vex would be more... Organized...> The Hunter's Ghost remarked.

The room was covered in scorch marks, Vex bodies of various sizes had been melted to the point where some had fused to the floor, steam leaked out of cracks in the Mind-cores as the Mind-fluid within bagan to boil and evaporate. It was total devestation.

"This isn't right...", Xor said, "Argus is still missing, they couldn't have...", his wandering eyes fell on a shredded body laying flat on the ground near the edge of the Gate, it's hand outstretched in the direction of a very un-Vex box wired to the Gate.

"Xor, what ha-" Bang!

A round from Xor's scout rifle tore a hole in his chest.

 Bang!

The ghost shattered as another bullet flew through its eye.

The two fell down as xor turned and knelt over his own body, observing the damage with a kind of grim sadness, "Just had to play the hero didn't you?", he murmured to the corpse as he reached his hands to pull the body closer, quickly locating a small square panel set into the base of the Exo's skull. "Just be lucky I found you first, imbecile..."

He pressed the panel down and let it extend, exposing a tiny chip the size of a human fingernail. He reached into his bag and pulled out a pair of tiny forceps. His delicate hands were still as they softly grasped and eased the chip out of it's slot in the Exo skull. He examined it carefully in the light of the portal, "Not a scratch. That's good."

"One never wants to scratch one's memory...", he said softly to himself, taking his helmet off and opening up his own panel.

--

Xor's optical sensors flickered as the memory chip downloaded to his conciousness. Programming he was created with took the old memory and filed it away into his data-banks, while the new memory took it's place.

Xor sighed as he glanced at the body beside him, "I have got to stop dying..."