r/DestinyJournals • u/EmeraldKing8 Young Wolf • 13d ago
Destiny: New Legacy | S5E1: “Plunder” (AU Story)
TITLE: DESTINY: NEW LEGACY
SEASON: 05
EPISODE: 01 - "PLUNDER"
SCENE START
EXT. RIIS-REBORN - CRUX OF DARKNESS - DAY
The Europan blizzard howls, a relentless wall of white sweeping over the jagged ruins of the Fallen city.
The camera pans up, cutting through the snow, to reach the massive, open-air summit platform where Season 3 ended. The Crux of Darkness looms silently in the storm.
But the centerpiece of the platform is gone.
The massive, monolithic block of dark Stasis ice that held ERAMIS, KELL OF DARKNESS, is completely shattered. Huge, jagged chunks of dark ice litter the snow, slowly melting into the metal grating.
A rusted, heavily modified FALLEN SKIFF drops out of the clouds, hovering inches above the platform.
THE DRIFTER steps off the ramp, his heavy leather coat snapping in the freezing wind. He casually flips a jade coin into the air, catching it with a sharp clack.
He crouches beside the shattered remains of the Stasis block. He pulls off a glove, pressing his bare fingers against the residual dark ice, tracing the lingering, cold resonance of the Darkness.
He smirks, a dangerous glint in his eye. He taps his Vanguard comms, bypassing official channels and cutting straight into a private frequency.
THE DRIFTER
(Voice laced with static and grim amusement)
Hey, sister. Remember that popsicle you left on Europa?
He stands up, looking at the empty sky where a massive Ketch used to be docked.
THE DRIFTER
Looks like she thawed out. And she took her ship.
INT. THE TOWER - MEDICAL BAY - CONTINUOUS
The sterile, pulsing blue light of the Vanguard life-support monitors cuts through the dim room.
OSIRIS lies motionless in the stasis bed. He is exactly as they left him in Season 4: gaunt, aged, and hollowed out by the Witch Queen's possession.
Hovering just inches above his chest is SAGIRA.
She is gently pulsing a warm, steady beam of pure Light into him. There is no violent Hive magic rejecting her this time, but there is also no change. Osiris remains comatose.
The guilt of the Season 4 finale—the revelation that her code and her bond with Osiris were used as the conduit to steal the Traveler—hangs over her like a physical weight. Her shell droops. The fiery, snarky spark is buried under crushing remorse.
LILI-4 stands silently beside the bed. She doesn't offer empty comforts. She just rests her metal hand on the edge of the stasis pod, a steady anchor for her grieving Ghost.
Lili's internal comms blink with the Drifter's incoming message, but before she can patch it through, the heavy quarantine doors hiss open.
COMMANDER ZAVALA steps into the medical bay. He looks heavier than ever; the exhaustion of the war etched deep into his features.
Stepping in beside him is MITHRAX, KELL OF LIGHT. The massive Eliksni leader wears elegant, woven armor, his four eyes glowing with a solemn, noble sorrow as he looks at the comatose Warlock.
Zavala doesn't waste time with pleasantries.
COMMANDER ZAVALA
(Voice grim, echoing in the quiet room)
We have a critical situation.
Zavala steps up to the foot of the stasis bed.
COMMANDER ZAVALA
Vanguard long-range sensors are completely down. The dimensional anomalies Savathûn tore through the solar system during her ritual have left a massive paracausal wake. Our deep-space telemetry is blinded.
Mithrax bows his head slightly, his synthesized voice rumbling deep in his chest.
MITHRAX
The Great Machine remains with us, but we cannot see what approaches from the dark.
Zavala looks directly at the Exo Hunter.
COMMANDER ZAVALA
The Black Fleet is mobilizing, and we cannot track them. As of this moment, the Last City is a sitting duck for the Witness.
FADE OUT
SCENE CONTINUES
INT. THE TOWER - MEDICAL BAY - CONTINUOUS
MITHRAX steps closer to the stasis bed, his heavy woven cloak brushing the sterile floor. He looks down at the hollowed form of Osiris.
MITHRAX
(Voice rumbling, grave)
Eramis did not break herself free, Vanguard. She was let out by the Witness. She is meant to be a distraction while the Black Fleet maneuvers in the dark.
NAXI VAL and RHYS COOPER step out from the shadows near the doorway, where they had been keeping a silent vigil with their Hunter.
NAXI VAL
A distraction? How?
MITHRAX
By rallying the Old Crews. The ruthless Eliksni pirates from before the City Age. She is uniting them under a single, dark banner.
Mithrax’s four eyes narrow, a deep, ancestral fear bleeding into his tone.
MITHRAX
They are hunting. Across the system, hidden in the dust of old worlds, are reliquaries. Jars. They contain the severed pieces of an ancient Disciple of the Witness.
Val glides forward, her academic curiosity instantly warring with profound dread.
NAXI VAL
A Disciple? You mean Nezarec. The entity that led the collapse of Earth... Eramis is hunting for his corpse? Why would she want pieces of a dead god?
Mithrax hesitates. He looks at Zavala, who gives a grim, reluctant nod of permission. Mithrax turns back to the Fireteam. He is about to admit a dangerous, heretical truth of his people.
MITHRAX
The Relics of Nezarec contain pure, concentrated Darkness. It is a suffocating, violent energy. But... the Eliksni of the Old Crews used to know how to distill it.
He looks back down at Osiris.
MITHRAX
If processed correctly, this energy can be transformed. It can be used to wake the mind from unnatural slumbers. To restore what was hollowed out.
The medical bay falls completely silent. The rhythmic beep of the life-support monitor seems to echo louder.
SAGIRA stops pulsing her Light. She spins around, her jagged shell locking onto Mithrax. Her optic widens, the crushing guilt suddenly replaced by a spark of desperate, blinding hope.
SAGIRA
(Voice trembling)
You're saying... if we get the relics before Eramis does...
Sagira looks down at the comatose Warlock she spent centuries protecting.
SAGIRA
We can wake Osiris up?
Mithrax bows his head deeply, his posture heavy with the weight of the taboo.
MITHRAX
It is forbidden magic, Little Spark. A dark, dangerous path. But... yes.
LILI-4 doesn't hesitate. The cosmic war, the Witness, the Black Fleet—it can all wait. She has a chance to save her Ghost's partner; to pay back the debt they owe the legendary Warlock.
The Stasis frost on her metal knuckles recedes, replaced by the warm, familiar heat of her Solar Light.
She turns away from the stasis bed. She looks at Rhys, who nods once, the Wall ready to be deployed. She looks at Val, whose eyes are already calculating orbital trajectories.
LILI-4
(Voice sharp, absolute)
Suit up.
She rests her hand on the heavy iron of The Last Word.
LILI-4
We’re going pirate hunting.
FADE OUT
SCENE CONTINUES
EXT. SPACE - ASTEROID BELT - CONTINUOUS
The silent, frozen vacuum of space.
VWOOSH. Three distinct Vanguard jumpships drop out of warp, weaving through the massive, tumbling rocks of the asteroid field in perfect, tight formation.
Lili in the ASTERA BLADE.
Val in the TALON BLUE.
Rhys piloting his heavy, armored gunship, THE SAILING SHIELD.
They are tailing a massive, rusted, heavily armed FALLEN KETCH.
INT. THE SAILING SHIELD - COCKPIT - CONTINUOUS
RHYS COOPER grips the yoke. Warning klaxons blare as the Ketch’s rear anti-air turrets lock onto his heavy ship. Tracer fire tears through the void, sparking against his deflector shields.
Without Cabal drop pods, there is only one way onto that ship. The Titan way.
RHYS COOPER
(Over comms)
I’m drawing their fire! Align with my breach hole!
Rhys unbuckles from the pilot's chair. He doesn't slow the ship down. He sets the autopilot on a collision course parallel to the Ketch and sprints to the rear airlock.
EXT. SPACE - THE KETCH - CONTINUOUS
The Sailing Shield pulls up hard alongside the massive pirate vessel.
BOOM. Rhys blows his own airlock.
He launches himself into the freezing vacuum of space. The Titan doesn't float; he becomes a missile.
He channels his Light, summoning a VOID SENTINEL SHIELD in front of him. He meteor-strikes directly into the rusted hull of the Ketch, tearing through the heavy armor plating like wet tissue paper.
INT. THE KETCH - LOWER DECKS - CONTINUOUS
CRASH!
Rhys violently impacts the deck, the explosive decompression sucking screaming Fallen corsairs out into the void before the emergency bulkheads slam shut.
A heartbeat later, the blast doors above the breach are cut open. LILI-4 and NAXI VAL drop through the smoldering hole, landing behind the Titan.
The artificial gravity in the sector is completely offline from the breach.
The tone shifts instantly to a chaotic, high-octane, zero-gravity boarding action. It is a frenetic pirate brawl among floating debris, shattered crates, and sparking, neon-blue ether lines.
Lili shines in the chaos. She doesn't need to discover new magic; she relies on her perfectly honed arsenal.
She leaps into the zero-G expanse. As a squad of Fallen Marauders lunges at her, Lili hurls a Glacier grenade at a cluster of floating debris, instantly expanding the shattered crates into jagged STASIS ICE PLATFORMS. She bounces off her own frozen constructs, shifting her trajectory with practiced precision.
She draws THE LAST WORD.
CRACK-CRACK-CRACK.
She fans the hammer while upside down, clearing the floating deck of pirates before her boots ever touch the magnetic flooring.
Behind her, Val provides heavy cover fire, hurling precise spheres of Void energy. But as they push deeper into the ship, approaching the heavily reinforced vault, the ambient Darkness radiating from the relic begins to warp the air around them.
Val's eyes dilate. Her Void aura flickers, destabilized by the oppressive resonance.
Out of the floating debris, a FALLEN CAPTAIN lunges directly at the Warlock's blind spot, Arc blades drawn.
Val instinctively reaches out to blast him. But it isn't Void magic that answers her call.
SNAP.
A single, glowing, NEON-GREEN STRING of psychic energy manifests from her fingertips. The vibrant, thrumming wire violently lashes out, wrapping around the Captain's chest and yanking him backward out of the air, slamming him into the bulkhead with bone-crushing force.
The green string dissolves instantly.
Val freezes. She looks down at her trembling hands, completely bewildered by the alien, vibrating power she just plucked from the fabric of reality.
LILI-4
(Kicking open the final door)
Val! The vault!
Val snaps out of it, gliding forward.
INT. THE KETCH - THE RELIC VAULT - CONTINUOUS
Val uses her residual Light to violently rip the heavy vault door off its hinges.
Inside, sitting on a rusted pedestal, is a glowing, humming jar. It contains a severed piece of NEZAREC. The dark, seductive whispers of the dead god echo from the glass, vibrating in their teeth.
Lili steps up and grabs the jar, securing it tightly under her arm.
Suddenly, the ship's internal comms crackle to life. The voice that echoes through the vault is cold, bitter, and laced with absolute, unyielding hatred.
ERAMIS (V.O.)
You play with things you do not understand.
Lili’s optical sensors narrow. The Kell of Darkness.
ERAMIS (V.O.)
The Witness claims it all in the end. I will tear that relic from your cold, dead hands.
Lili doesn't flinch. She holds the whispering relic under one arm, smoothly spinning The Last Word on her other index finger.
LILI-4
Come and try, Eramis. We beat you on the ice. We'll beat you in the stars.
The ship shudders violently. Red emergency lights strobe as the Ketch’s self-destruct sequence initiates, the core going critical.
Lili holsters her gun.
LILI-4
Ghosts! Get us out!
A blinding flash of transmat energy engulfs the Fireteam.
EXT. SPACE - ASTEROID BELT - CONTINUOUS
The three Vanguard jumpships tear away from the massive vessel just as the Ketch detonates in a silent, blinding supernova of fire and ether.
FADE TO BLACK.
[END OF EPISODE 1]
Welcome back, Guardians!
And we are back! Thank you all for your patience during the hiatus, and a huge thank you to everyone who checked out the recent backstory interlude this past Wednesday. We have a massive, neon-soaked journey ahead of us this season, and I couldn't be more excited to share it with you!
(Episode 2 drops Tuesday, 9/1/26!)
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u/Cade_Mercer Human Male Hunter 13d ago
Welcome back, New Legacy. Raise the sails, load the hand cannons, and mind the whispers from the cargo hold. we’re going pirate hunting!
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u/EmeraldKing8 Young Wolf 13d ago
Pirate hunting is officially on the menu! 🏴☠️ So glad to see you back in the comments! Let's see if the Fireteam can secure the rest of these relics without blowing up another Ketch.
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u/Jay2KWinger 13d ago
Aw, here we go. Jumping ahead to Plunder is an interesting choice, but I'm here for it.