{"id":86780,"date":"2019-03-04T11:25:38","date_gmt":"2019-03-04T11:25:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/BungieNet_ContentItem_47656"},"modified":"2019-03-04T11:25:38","modified_gmt":"2019-03-04T11:25:38","slug":"narrative-preview-the-murder-of-cayde-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sickgaming.net\/blog\/2019\/03\/04\/narrative-preview-the-murder-of-cayde-6\/","title":{"rendered":"Narrative Preview – The Murder of Cayde-6"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Dawdling outside the entrance to a Gensym lab, the man tucked a green coin into a pocket of his newly-acquired duster, and then checked to make sure his Obsidian Mind was sealed shut. He fiddled with the clasps of the helmet as a technician carrying a clipboard hurried up to the door. She stepped inside, and he followed on her heels. The doors almost caught him as they slid shut, and the tech noticed, turning around to take stock of him.<\/p>\n

\u201cHow you livin\u2019?\u201d The man said in a deep, modulated voice as he shouldered past her.<\/p>\n

\u201cCreep,\u201d the tech muttered, and walked the other way.<\/p>\n

The man stopped to check a listing of room schedules on a monitor at the front desk, then continued down the hall into the darkness of Lab 3.<\/p>\n

Inside, the Praxic Warlock Aunor stood under a constellation of holographic projections anchored in the air around her.<\/p>\n

She saw the man out of the corner of her eye, and nodded her head slightly.<\/p>\n

\u201cWarlock,\u201d the man said in greeting.<\/p>\n

\u201cWarlock,\u201d she returned, dragging a looping feed from a far corner into focus in front of her. \u201cI won\u2019t be long.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cTake your time,\u201d he said, leaning against the far wall. \u201cI\u2019ve always wanted to see a Praxic at work.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI assure you it\u2019s glamorous,\u201d she replied, throwing her arms wide and unfolding the feed into a three-dimensional space. <\/p>\n

The lab flashed with light and became the shattered, burning husk of the Prison of Elders.<\/p>\n

The man turned to his left and saw a familiar, weathered face staring up at the eight Barons of the Tangled Shore.<\/p>\n

Cayde-6 stumbled forward and raised a hand. \u201cHey, help me out here, little buddy.\u201d His Ghost appeared in a blazing burst of Light.<\/p>\n

\u201cFreeze playback,\u201d Aunor said. Time stopped. \u201cConfirm what I\u2019m seeing.\u201d<\/p>\n

The Tower\u2019s central processing unit spoke with an automated voice. \u201cGhost \u2018Sundance\u2019 audiovisual feed, third-person perspective; date of recording is roughly six months prior.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cScan the feed for soft light interposition.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNone found. This Ghost feed is direct from the subject\u2019s databanks and has not been tampered with.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cResume playback.\u201d<\/p>\n

The high-pitched whine of the Rifleman\u2019s weapon was the last sound on the feed. It was the last thing Cayde\u2019s Ghost ever heard. The bullet shattered the holographic world around Aunor and the man, and Lab 3 reappeared in its place.<\/p>\n

Aunor swept her coat back and clasped her armored hands behind her. \u201cWhy did the feed end?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSubject \u2018Sundance\u2019 suffered unrecoverable system failure and ceased recording.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cScorn guns can\u2019t kill a Ghost,\u201d the man said, taking a step away from the wall, and uncrossing his arms.<\/p>\n

Aunor ignored him. \u201cCause of death?\u201d she continued.<\/p>\n

\u201c\u2019Sundance\u2019 appears to be the victim of a single, catastrophic wound from a Devourer Bullet, modified to fire from a Scorn launcher. Projectile classified as ontological.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDefine Devourer Bullet.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cPayload matches the ballistics of a Weapon of Sorrow or a comparable Hive implement.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat do you think, Warlock?\u201d Aunor asked the man without turning around.<\/p>\n

\u201cDidn\u2019t the Mindbender build himself an Ascendant throne?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCrafting bullets sounds easy if you can manage that.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSword Logic doesn\u2019t work that way. The throne came after,\u201d Aunor replied. \u201cIt was built on Cayde-6\u2019s death. I didn\u2019t catch your name.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFinch,\u201d said the man.<\/p>\n

\u201cFinch,\u201d Aunor echoed dryly.<\/p>\n

He gestured at the holographic displays. \u201cWhat\u2019s all this for?\u201d<\/p>\n

The various HUDs and data streams reflected off Aunor\u2019s polished black helmet. \u201cI\u2019m investigating the possible involvement of the Hero of the War in the death of Cayde-6.\u201d<\/p>\n

Finch chuckled. \u201cWon\u2019t they hang you for that?\u201d<\/p>\n

Aunor looked at the ground. \u201cYou\u2019d be surprised what this City will let a Lightbearer get away with.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI hear that. So? Is the big hero actually the villain?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou can read the report once the Vanguard publishes it.\u201d<\/p>\n

Finch nodded. \u201cFair enough.\u201d He turned to leave, then stopped himself. \u201cAnd what actually happens if the saint turns out to be a sinner?\u201d<\/p>\n

Aunor still hadn\u2019t turned around. \u201cThe Praxic Order doesn\u2019t hesitate, doesn\u2019t stop. If we can prove you\u2019ve done demonstrable harm to humanity or the City, doesn\u2019t matter how far or how fast you run. We\u2019ll catch you. And you\u2019ll face Praxic Fire.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re a scary sister.\u201d<\/p>\n

She turned to look directly at him. \u201cYou have no idea.\u201d<\/p>\n

Finch coughed and headed for the door. Behind him, Aunor called out, \u201cDidn\u2019t you need lab time?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cJust remembered I\u2019m busy,\u201d he replied over his shoulder and disappeared.<\/p>\n

The doors closed and Aunor stood in the half-darkness, a sea of data streams reflecting off her helmet.<\/p>\n

\u201cRestart the feed,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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