Destiny 2 The Traveler Novels & Stories

“Tell me honestly what your dream is, Tristan. You’ve always been so focused on helping others … that you never had the time for the things you want to do for yourself.” Tristan suddenly slowed down walking, then he raised his head, letting the snowfall shower his face gently. “To travel the lands of Earthos,” he turned to Kael with hopeful eyes. “After everything is done in this village, I want to go out and experience a lot of new things. Meet new people, experience different weathers, see more kingdoms and cultures … I want to go to that dragon islands you told me … in the country of Drava … and see how dragons live.”

Before he disappeared the Sword Keeper sent his apprentice Dejon Dordez, now D2, along with his necklace in a pod to the planet in the distance to find the next sword Keeper. D2 is a witch, who was found by the Sword Keeper Areon, battered and bruised. He took her under his wing, made her his apprentice and taught her everything he knew and with her being a witch that was an added bonus. D2 landed at a beach in a place called Ohio and found that the necklace reacted to the girl calling herself Sekora Taru. Now D2 must help the Sword Keeper find the magic items and stop Kariya’s evil plan for world domination.

Zach will take over the Night Walker pack when he turns twenty one with Beatrice by his side. The confrontation didn’t change anything between the twins and Daniel nor it has changed anything between the kids. We are still one big happy family. Zach and Xavi are going to lead the two different pack but they will still be living in the same house that is built on the border of the both packs. The packs will only be two in the names but they are one in every other aspect. “Cece went to console your father.” I told him laughing. “Is he still sulking?” Xavier asked laughing. "I thought he would have pulled himself together by now."

She was small, fragile-looking, but there was something in her gaze that made him wary. “I’m just a traveler,” Ryan said smoothly, though there was no part of him that was ever truly ‘just a traveler.’ He was a hunter. A soldier. A force of nature. But he needed her to trust him. For now. She tilted her head slightly, her expression unreadable. “A traveler, in the middle of the night, with no purpose?” Ryan’s lips curled into a small smile. “Purpose is a dangerous thing to ask for. You might get more than you bargained for.”

“When I first met him, I thought he was crazy. Time travel is another myth in my timeline. Its stories and made up. We left the museum and I was supposed to have a visit with my mother after taking the two children home, but she didn’t show. So went back to the museum and back to the clock.” Angela smiled, “You felt the pull.” Jenna looked at her confused, “The pull?” she asked. Angela nodded, “Angelo is the clock’s keeper, but the clock itself pulls to those who want to change their destiny, and then Angelo can decide if he feels they are worthy.”

I rushed to my dorm, and as I was about to enter, Madam Jenna wore a worried expression. "You're going, aren't you?" she asked, to which I simply nodded. "Please, be careful," she added, and I offered her a small smile before entering my dorm. I made my way to my secret room, although it was no longer much of a secret, given that Destiny had already broken the rules. The thought of her brought a laugh to my lips, but it only strengthened my resolve to find her. I wasted no time in opening the portal and stepping through. The welcoming embrace of the ocean's waves and the sound of the sea greeted me, the cold air brushing against my skin.

As we traversed the astral pathways, the whispered promises of destiny beckoned, promising revelations and challenges yet to unfold. Amid the astral journey, a luminous figure materialized, their form radiant with the energy of a thousand constellations. "Welcome, travelers of the cosmos," their voice resonated, a melodic echo in the astral void. They spoke of the cosmic ballet, where every step bore the weight of destinies interwoven with the cosmic fabric. The astral whispers painted visions of futures where choices rippled across galaxies, shaping the very essence of existence.

And when they did, the room they were in was clearly bare, dusty like it was never used. A young man, visibly no older than twenty-three, answered the call. "Identify yourself." His eyes were black, blonde hair. There was a feral gleam in the man's eyes, like a hunger no one was able to sate. He had a strong bone structure. Muscular despite the dip that hollowed out under his cheekbones. "My name is Captain Daxton Walker, requesting landing for our Elysium-6 vessel, Peacemaker," Dax answered, coming to my side, in the visual of the man.

Instead, he remains hovering by her side, offering his presence and support. The chamber fills with a sense of tranquility as the travelers find solace in their newfound surroundings. The gentle currents embrace them, easing their fatigue and soothing their tired muscles. They eagerly await the arrival of the healers, knowing that rest and rejuvenation lie ahead within the healing waters of Tritania's sanctuary.

Dilan's aura instantly dispersed like it was never there. "Sigh" "Let's go" in minutes they there back home. Dilan walked into the house. He and Doctor Darrel went up while nix stayed down. "You seem fine for now" "But where did you head to?" "Micker's" he answered "Without no security or guard" "I took nix with me" "Still you still need to be guarded" "Don't you ever leave without up to 3 securities around you!" "Mm Ok" They headed downstairs to nix