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Destiny Fiction Producers Writer's Contest
[b]Art by Cyborg4281[/b]
[b]The contest is now closed! Thank you to all that participated![/b]
[b]The winner of the first DFP Writer's Contest is [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1371758/229824449/0/0/1]Morc35[/url]! Everyone did a great job, and it was a difficult decision for the judges, but Morc's story was the one we all agreed on. Once again, great work, everyone![/b]
To celebrate the release of the beta early access for Destiny 2, and to keep the interest up, Destiny Fiction Producers is hosting a contest for the community. The challenge is to write a Destiny short-story, down in the comment section below that best portrays your version of "a world without Light".
The contest begins today, [b]July 18th[/b], and will end on [b]August 18th[/b]. All submissions after that will not be included in the judging. All you have to do is post your story in the comments section, but remember, you have five weeks to write, edit, and post your work.
The winner will be announced on [b]August 20th[/b], the following Sunday. The winner will receive a code for a $20 Playstation Store card or a $20 Xbox Store card as the prize.
[b]Rules[/b]:
1) This is a friendly competition, so keep the comments nice and/or constructive.
2) If you want to edit your story after it is posted, go ahead, just leave [b]#Finished[/b] to let the judges know it is ready.
3) Please do not post your story multiple times. The judges will read them all.
4) Be original. If two stories seem identical, and it is difficult to confirm which was the original, then the judges will skip over both and move on to the next.
[b]Theme[/b]:
Just as is the theme of Destiny 2, the theme of this contest is [u]"A world without Light"[/u]. It is up to you to interpret that.
[b]Prize[/b]:
The winner will be announced on August 20th, and will receive a $20 gift card for Playstation or Xbox.
[b]Prize Redemption[/b]:
I will private message the winner of the contest, and I will send one code for the aforementioned gift card based on personal preference.
[i]Keep fighting, Guardians[/i]
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Johnny huddled under the table with his mother as the explosions boomed outside. His entire world shook and rattled with each landing missile. What was once a dark sky now burst to pure chaos of fire and metal. From the meager safety of the table he could see out a window to the monolith that was the tower. At least he wasn't there he thought to himself. Rarely had he fallen asleep without dreaming of one day walking among the guardians in their exulted refuge. Now, that was the last place he wished to be. The shots where to fast for him to anticipate. The air itself just seem to explode around the tower. What he was able to see he wished he hadn't. Great, flaming meteors were thundering down atop the tower's platform. Johnny kept gazing at the growing inferno as the ground continued to shake and the walls began to fall in on him. Silas-2 breathed heavily as he clutched his silent ghost to his chest, leaning against the wall of a house that hadn't collapsed yet. Quick and shallow breathes were all he could manage now that it felt like every wound he'd every received was fresh again. Worse was the hollowness in his heart. His driving force was gone, replaced by nothingness. He stood there staring at the boy kneeling on both knees in front of the rubble, the rubble that used to be his home. It had taken him an hour to dig himself out of the concrete after an hour of trying to wake his mother. She wouldn't be getting up like the guardians. If Silas-2 didn't hurry he wouldn't either. Silas-2 shuffled with all his effort to the boy. "I'm sorry but we have to move," he gasped as he half collapsed next to Johnny. Johnny looked up at one of his heroes. His body was heaving and collapsing like the city around them. Without a word Johnny worked his way under the guardian's arm and helped push him to his feet. Together they limped a few blocks until they found a truck loading in survivors. A few others help lift them into the truck bed and it wasn't long before they were speeding through the streets towards the city gates. Silently, they sat next to each other as their world disappeared. He lost his light. He'd lost his mother. The pain was greater than anything he had felt before. He felt as if this was truly the end. He held on to the boy. He held on to the guardian. #Finished
