Chapter 1: The lone Hunter
The sun rises over the horizon, Shining upon the Last City and it's newly re-awakened protector, The Traveller. Sadly even in its current state, it can do very little other than create new guardians to make up for the losses of the Red War.
For now, it can only rely on it's chosen Guardian, A master of Gun and blade, Protector of the innocent. The Apex of a Hunter Guardian: Kraft Lawrence.
"Time to wake up Guardian!"
A man reluctantly wakes up from his sleep to the sound of a familiar voice. "Morning Ghost." he greets the little eyeball-like Robot as it sifted its prism shape body. "Good Morning, Kraft. Shall I prepare the usual?"
The man nods and stretches. He then finally gets up out of bed and heads to the bathroom to freshen up. After a shower, he wipes the mirror of steam fog up and looks at the face staring back at him. He looked like he was in his early twenties, Silver hair and grey eyes with a bit of stubble on his face. The face was his own, He is Kraft Lawrence.
"Been nearly 4 years and I don't look a day over twenty one" He mutters to himself. His looks were thanks to the Demi-immortality that all Guardians share. Lawrence then brushes his teeth and drys off his hair.
Putting on cargo pants and a black long sleeve shirt he heads to the kitchen of his small Apartment. He was a Hunter, he didn't need anything too flashy and fancy. Decent, Kitchen Bathroom and bedroom. "Good to see you up Guardian, Coffee is right over there." Ghost said as the coffee machine beeps. "Thanks, Ghost." he then takes the mug and goes into the Cupboards Thinking of what to make for breakfast. "Are you forgetting something?" Ghost appears over his shoulder blinking his blue optic. "That I forgot to get icing sugar?"
"No silly! Today's your birthday!" Lawrence facepalmed as he forgot today was his birthday...Well not exactly as Guardians nearly forget everything about their past after the first Rebirth. So to replace the forgotten dates they just do the day of rebirth by their Ghosts. "Where's the time goes... Well, that means one thing…" He chugs down the remaining coffee and smiles. "Spicy Ramen?" Ghost asks.
"Spicy Ramen."
The Tower(Wall)
Lawrence takes the lift up to the Guardian resupply station or more commonly known as the Tower. It's not the actual tower thanks to the Red legion but the repurposed segment of the wall. The lift stops and the Hunter steps out into the hanger in his full Gear. (Helm: Knucklehead Radar. Arms-legs. Errant knight. Cloak: Modified "Strength of the pack" Cloak (can cover the wearer's whole body) Shader: Copper and Blood)
"Well look who decided to wake up!" Holiday, Shipmaster for the Guardians yells at the Guardian from a Ship frame. "Sorry I wish I could give you a proper Happy birthday but I am busy at the moment Couple of Noobs crashed this beaut so I have the clean up their messes!"
Lawrence lets out a small laugh and waves. "Comeback later before you head out! I got something for ya!" She yells before returning to the repairs. He nods and walks out of the hanger.
Out of the hanger and to the main "hub" of the Tower. Guardians transmatting from their ships after a long day of patrols while others head out on missions. Postmaster and Eververse on the left side of hub and Cryptarch, Gunsmith and Shaxx on the right. "Better check the postmaster. No doubt you have some packages." Ghost said over his shoulder. The Hunter nods and walks over. The postmaster robot looks at him ready to provide service. "Name?" it asks in a female voice. "Kraft Lawrence."
"Hello, Mister Lawrence. Scanning. Oh my, you do have a lot of packages. Do you wish to claim these now or another option?" the bot turns the terminal to face him and both him and his ghost are amazed.
"Wow, I would say that the whole Vanguard sent you a birthday present."
His mailbox was full of bundles of legendary shards and Enhancement cores from various Guardians. After going through the list he manages to find some notable names. "Mods for the Polaris Lance for Ana. A crucible trophy from Shaxx...pouch necklace from Hawthorne? Must be a farmer thing." Ghost went through the list as Lawrence rubbed his temple at the sight of all the legendary shards. "Oh, my even the Spider sent you something...I will have the double checked...Oh! Messages from Ikora and Zavala to meet them in person."
"Keep any non-weapon related in my bank I will sort them out later. He then looks at the pouch necklace. "I'll take that with me as well." the bot nodes and Transmitted the items to his inventory and bank. "Well since we are here. Better go check with Zavala."
Lawrence pauses for a moment but nodded.
"Hello, Kraft. Might I wish you a Happy Birthday?" Zavala, Vanguard commander and leader of the Titans greeted. "Thanks, sir."
"Oh leave that professional talk for tomorrow. It's your day spend it they way you want to." Zavala then reaches into his pockets and pulls out a Shotgun. "Here, it's a custom-made "Toil and Trouble" Shotgun with your preference of mods. Fully masterworked and with a chromed finish. Lawrence takes the Shotgun and looks at it with awe. "Thank you si- I mean Zavala"
Zavala nods. "Look I understand that we have our differences on certain things but I know your heart is in the right place. But I want you to know that no matter what happens. The vanguard will always have your back."
Every since...Cayde died his and Zavala's relationship has become rocky but stable. Zavala only wants to protect the city and its people. His emotions come second.
Lawrence puts the weapon into his inventory and nods. "Well, I won't keep you any longer. Enjoy yourself, Hunter.".
After a mad dash to the plaza. He stops at his favourite noodle shop and the people instantly recognize him. "Hey! Lawrence! Good to see you still alive." Marc Cole, A longtime friend and warlock who likes to dabble in business. "'Darkness hasn't consumed me yet." Lawrence greeted his friend. "So! What it'll be? Whatever you want is on the house!"
"The usual."
"Ahh, the Wolf Pack clas-" Marc stops himself.
"I mean right away!" he then dashes into the kitchen.
Lawrence was slightly shaken at the name of his old Clan…"Guardian?" Ghost appeared again. "It's nothing" He then looks to the portrait of Cayde the shop had in Honour of the Exo Hunter.