Destiny 2: My Way (Part 2)

Mazora kicked the door open to the building and saw Cobra wasn't there, but his things were. 

All over the walls were various Cloaks, Bonds, and Marks from Guardians he's killed. Mazora walked over to the desk in the room and discovered the broken shell pieces of a Ghost, a map of Pluto, and a picture of an Exo with Devon-3, a legendary Titan. Mazora opened the drawers to the desk and began reading a journal. 

Here's what the journal said: 

"I can feel it inside of me, like a whole other side of myself. I sometimes feel like it's clawing away at my skin, trying to tear itself away from me. If only Devon was here to help me." 

"No one can understand this. No one can, or will know. I need to hide it the best I can. If it means becoming a Snake, so be it." 

"I need to find a way to free myself from this...plague. I need the Light, alot of it. One man has that amount, Mazora-7, my old friend." 

Mazora's knees gave out. He realized who Cobra was. 

"You're a fool for coming here." Cobra was right behind Mazora, aiming straight at his head. 

"Cobra..." Mazora turned around. 

"You know why I want you gone."

"You can't take away Light Cobra. You're conflicted." 

"I am not!" Cobra fired a round, flying past Mazora. 

"I can help you. You don't need to kill anyone." Mazora pulled out Sunshot and dropped it. 

"It's too late for help, Mazora. You need to die." 

Cobra aimed at Mazora once again, but felt the barrel of The Huckleberry pressed against the back of his helmet. 

"You're outgunned, Cobra." It was Kaira. 

"I like those odds." 

"Kaira no!" Mazora yelled. 

"What? I got a gun pointed at his damn hea-" Cobra turned around and put Kaira into a chokehold, pressing First Curse at her head. 

"Dammit Kaira!" Mazora began to pick up Sunshot, but stopped. 

"Sorry Mazora, but this one's mine." Cobra shot Mazora in the gut. Mazora fell over unconscious, and Cobra left with Kaira.