Taikonaut: Thank you all for reading this! This is my first fic, but I have been reading fics for a year. I can't wait to type this story. Though many think Destiny has no lore, I will try to input as many grimiore as I can. A lot of cards are interesting. As for this story, it will be split into arcs. I will cover the vanilla campaign, the Vault of Glass, the Dark Below, the House of Wolves, and Taken King.(As well as future expansions) The main characters are based on my three characters. In the future, I might/probably rewrite these beginning chapters. By the way, I'm using mobile, so sorry, no cover image. Also, I might have to keep re-updating things.
I do not own any of the following material except non-cannon areas and characters.
Beginning of Arc 1: The Garden's Black Heart
Chapter 1: Old Japan, Earth
?'s POV
"...aurdian? Wake up guardian. Hopefully I don't have to replace any parts. Hate making exo parts. Always having to find spinemetal, seeing if they're the right size..." A voice. It was sort of metallic, though it had some personality. It sounded male. Where am I? I can't see anything, but my vision is starting to get clearer. Exo? Where did I... I remember. I'm an Exo. Some sort of robotic "human."
My vision finally cleared. I am sitting on a pile of rubble, looking at the ground, breathing in and out as if I held my breath for years. I feel like I'm wearing some sort of light but sturdy armor. I turned my head to my right side to see a piece of cloth hung to my side and some sort of weapon. A gun. It didn't look like a pistol, but it wasn't a machine gun or rocket launcher. It looks like it has far range, but it's not a sniper. (an:scout rifle)"Finally! Your awake!" I heard the same metal voice say. I looked up and saw some sort of white star-shaped orb. Its backside seemed to rotate and in the middle of its front, there was some sort of blue, digital "eye." In the background I saw crumbled buildings and a grey sky.
"You don't know how long it took for me to find you. You don't need any necessary parts, do you?" I shook my head, "No. I mean, I don't think so." It was strange. It seemed like I knew what my voice sounded like, like I ever talked before. Deep, metallic, and somewhat aggressive. "Good. There's no spinemetal around here so I can't make new parts. I'm a ghost. Now I'm your ghost. I know you have a lot of questions but we have to get back to the city as fast as possible."
Suddenly, I heard a frightening sound. It was as if a dark, evil ritual just summoned a hundred demons. "That sound... it can't be..." my ghost stopped as if to think. "...Hive seeders,""He" whispered. He quickly spun to look at me, and yelled, "We NEED to get out of here FAST!" Then, it floated towards my face and dissolved into the air. "Where'd you go?" I asked, looking around for my ghost. "Don't worry, I'm still here. I'm inside your mind right now. You can summon me anytime. I'll guide you through this city. Maybe we'll find a ship to get back home." He said. "Luckily, you have a gun next to you to defend yourself." I looked towards the gun laying beside me. I felt as if it were waiting for me. I grabbed it and stood. The sky was gray and cloudy, as if a storm was to come.
"I'll send a distress signal to the nearest guardians on the planet. Let's just search for a ship." I nodded. "Might as well do something here." I said. I looked around. Crumbled buildings seemed to be the trend here. "What happened here?" I asked. "I'll explain later. Now about that distress signal..." I waited for my ghost. "My connection to other guardians is bad here. I need to get to somewhere, like a satellite."
Large booms shook the ground in an instant. "The seeders already landed! We need to hurry!" My ghost yelled. "I'll climb any surviving buildings and search the city." I replied. I ran towards the nearest building I could see. It was some sort of shop or cafe. The windows were shattered and I could see some tables. Skeletons lie everywhere on the seats, all of them looking as if they were in despair. Either they were killed from an attack or the service here was so bad they died. I saw behind a counter some stairs. Fortunately, they are intact. It took some time, but I finally reached the door to the roof. I pushed it open and saw some of the city.
I stood on a table and looked around. Broken/shattered electronic billboards were hanging to the sides of most of the buildings. A huge, red tower was included in my vision, some of it in pieces. It was as if something attacked it. Same with the rest of the city. I looked behind me and I think I saw what I was looking for. In the broken window of another building, there was some sort of computer with flashing lights. Attached to it was a tiny satellite dish. "Will that work?" I asked. "Looks functional from here, but I'll have to check it out." he replied. The gaps between buildings wasn't huge, but on my first attempt at running I barely hung on to the edge of the next roof. After minutes of parkour, I finally reached the target building's roof.
All of a sudden, I heard an ear piercing screech. I carefully looked at the city from behind a wall something anyone would be terrified of. In the distance, I saw some sort of floating, mutated, witch commanding a bunch of pale, humanoid... um, zombies. They were searching for something, judging by the fact that the pale zombies were digging in pile of rocks. "Sshh. That's a wizard. They're pretty much floating religious aliens that can shoot multiple orbs of lightning at you. Best thing to do is not get their attention." My ghost whispered. "Those things look something I'd see in a demonic trash dump." I whispered. "This is only the beginning of the Hive. Those pale freaks over there are Thralls. Their name means "slave," and that's exactly what they are. Their numbers are incredible." He had a point with their numbers. There was about thirty of them clawing through buildings. "Let's get back to that distress signal." I said. "Good idea."
I snuck into the building, found the right room with the station and summoned my ghost. It appeared as if he was shooting "blue lasers" at the controls from his eye. After about a minute he looked at me. "I managed to contact someone. A warlock, I think. He's on his way. Guardian ships should have enough for one more person. Might take a while though." I sighed in relief. Praise the sun-that-no-one-can-see-right-now, I'm escaping this deathtrap. We have nothing to worry about. I sat down to rest from all the events right now. "Might as well hide here while waiting." I silently sat there before finally asking the question that I had for a few minutes. "Do you know who I am? All I know is that I'm an exo, I have a gun, and I'm a "guardian," whatever that is. Oh, and I'm stuck in an abandoned, ruined city with disgusting space monsters everywhere." I said, hoping that my ghost has some answers.
"I don't exactly know who you are, but we could come up with a name." My ghost replied. He proceeded to scan my right shoulder.
"What are you doing?" I asked
"When I found you, you had these symbols on your shoulder. I translated it and came up with SensÅ, which means "war" in an old language. I don't know if that's your real name, but it's the best I could think of."
"I'll keep it." I replied. "What about you? Can't just keep calling you "ghost" all the time. Maybe I should come up with a name for you. Let's see, Tycho, Durandal, Spark, no, that's not right... what do you think of "Sentinel?" "I asked.
My ghost looked at me. "Sentinel, I like that. Now about your question about guardians." Sentinel floated closer. "Long ago, there was a powerful being that came to this system called The Traveler.
"The Traveler came and pretty much gifted humanity with technology and terra formed all the other planets. We called that time the Golden Age. Everything was wonderful according to history. Peace among humans was made, diseases were cured, new homes built outside of Earth. Then, the Darkness came. An ancient enemy of the Traveler. It is an entity so powerful it scarred the Traveler when it arrived. The Darkness and its many armies almost made humanity extinct, if the Traveler didn't save us. We called that age The Collapse." I nodded. That explains all the broken buildings and skeletons.
"At first, hope was lost. Humans here on Earth were scattered into small little towns, struggling to defend themselves. It was the Dark Age. Then, The Last City was built. It was created under the Traveler itself. During the City Age, walls were eventually built around the city, and it became a safe haven." I nodded again. While this was very interesting, my question wasn't answered. "What about the guardians?"
"The guardians are warriors that are gifted by the Traveler's Light. We use that light to fight the Darkness' armies on both Earth and the other planets. Guardians are either people in the city who volunteer and qualify," Sen looked at me right at my face. "Or, they are revived people who died long ago."
I looked down on the floor. I knew what he meant. It was stupid not to.
I used to be dead.
Taikonaut: This is the beginning of this storie's version of my Exo Titan! My first character. His head is dark blue with a yellow "beak" thing on his forehead. You know what I'm saying right? He also has two orange stripes going down his head for his mark. Geez, I wonder which faction he will join?(spoilers: He joins Dead Orbit... NOT!) Anyways, this is the beginning of the vanilla arc. Anyways, see you soon! Review, favorite, fallow, do nothing, just do something! Even a flame can count! I will accept any criticism. I need as much as I can get.
