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Gateway

Cosmodrome, Old Russia


An orange Ghost was floating around above the ground, looking for something or someone. It searches from car to car, looking at the skeletons.

"No… No… Nope… Nuh-uh… Come on, really?" He says in a male voice. "Where are you?"

He continues to search. He then stops in one spot and hovers there in place.

"Initiating long-range…" He says as his pieces separate from the orb that contains his eye. The pieces float around the orb. "Could it… Yes!" His pieces pulse with energy.


"Guardian? Guardian? Eyes up, Guardian!" The Ghost says.

"C'mon, Ma. Five more minutes." Was the response.

Oh, yeah. Definitely a Hunter. The Ghost thinks to himself. "Guardian, wake up!" He says.

The man, looking about twenty with blue eyes and brown hair, groans as he slowly sits up and opens his eyes to see the wasteland he is in. "What the Hell?"

"It worked, you're alive!" The Ghost says, more to himself. "So, how's your day been?" To the man.

The man jumped in his seat when he heard the voice. He looks to find the source, seeing the Ghost. He points at him. "You said that?"

"Yes, but that's not important right now. Right no-" The Ghost starts.

"How is that not important?!" The man says.

"Because we need to get out of here!" The Ghost says.

"Well, at least tell me what you are." The man says. "And… who I am."

"I am a Ghost. Actually, now, I'm your Ghost. And you, well, you've been dead a long time, so you're going to see a lot of things you aren't going to understand." The Ghost says. Then they both hear a roar in the distance.

"What was-" The man starts.

"This is Fallen territory. We aren't safe here." The Ghost says. "I need to get you to the City." He turns to the man. "Hold still." He disappears into the air.

"I'm still with you. Head to that wall. There should be a door nearby." The man hears the Ghost say. "Also, put your helmet on."

The man stands there a few seconds, then nods and puts on the helmet he found next to him. He starts running through the mess of rusted cars.


"Yeah, this thing'll fly, but it's not going to make it to the City." The Ghost says, scanning the ship that they found. "Not by a long shot."

"Well, that's not going to work out for us, at all." The man says, reloading the hand cannon he found. He looks at the Captain he just killed. "Are they going to miss that guy?"

"Probably. We shouldn't waste time here." The Ghost says. "I'll contact the Tower." His pieces float around his eye. "Uh oh."

"Please tell me you did not just say 'uh oh.'" The man says, worried.

"I didn't just say 'uh oh.'" The Ghost says, unconvincingly. It was more of a question than a statement.

"I don't believe you." The man says. "What's the problem?"

"Communications are jammed." The Ghost says.

"Oh boy." The man says.

"Yeah. We need to take out whatever's producing the jamming signal." The Ghost says.

"Where is it?" The man asks, checking his gear.

"Scanning…" The Ghost says. "Got it! It's in the Steppes. I'll set your path."

The man nods and follows the markers. He runs out of the building to find a huge ship docked by the edge of the cliff, the stars shining in the night sky overhead.

"A Fallen ketch?!" The Ghost says, clearly surprised. "What could possibly be important enough to land a ketch?"

"Us." The man says. "Or me, really."

"Well, either way, that's where the jamming signal's coming from. If we want to get to the City, we need to take out that signal." The Ghost says. "And you're definitely not going to survive in there. Not with the gear you're wearing."

"Or we could blow it up." The man says.

Yeah, now I have no doubts. Hunter. The Ghost thinks to himself. "Without going inside? Yeah, right."

"Not if we find the fuel port." The man says. "One fire lit in that baby and the whole thing'll go up in flames."

"How would you know?" The Ghost says.

"Just makes sense." The man says.

"Well, it's worth a shot. But how are you going to do that without blowing yourself up?" The Ghost says.

"Grenade." The man answers. "Now, sniper."

A sniper rifle materializes in his hands. He looks through the scope. "Let's see…" He searches the ship. As he searches, he sees a large Fallen issuing orders to more Fallen Captains. "Who's that?"

"Riksis, Archon of the Fallen House of Devils." The Ghost says. "Much more powerful than any Captain. If we can blow up this ship, we take him with it."

"Good." The man says as he watches Riksis walk back inside the ketch. He starts searching again. "There we go! Mark it."

A marker appears on The man's HUD. He starts running towards it. Once he's the minimum safe distance away from the explosion that will take place. "Okay, so, let's do this." The man says.

"Remember, if you screw this up, they'll know you're here." The Ghost says.

"Thanks for the pep talk." The man says, sarcastically. He grabs a grenade from his belt and looks at the fuel port. He throws the grenade.

"Holy shit, you actually did it!" The Ghost says just before the entire ketch explodes.

The man smirks. "I gotta get a picture of this."

"I agree." The Ghost appears in front of him. "Smile!"

And with that, The man posed with jazz hands. The Ghost saved the picture and nodded. "Now, let's see if I can contact the Tower." The Ghost's pieces float around his eye. "Hello? This is Ghost eight-two-dash-B-nine reporting into the Vanguard."

"Cayde-6, the one and only. Whaddaya got for me, Ghost?" A man picks up.

"New guardian. Early signs show me that he's definitely a Hunter. I have no doubts." The Ghost says. "I think you'll like this one. We'll tell you more when we get back."

"Alright, Ghost. Sending a guardian to your location." Cayde says. "Vanguard out."

The Ghost's pieces attach to his eye at the end of the transmission. A moment passes in silence.

"To answer your question from earlier, my day's been very interesting." The man says.

"A bit late for that, now." The Ghost says.

"So, your name is a number?" The man asks.

"Most guardians name their Ghosts." The Ghost says.

"Yeah, I think that's a good idea." The man says. "How about 'Flame?'"

"Because of my shell color?" The Ghost asks.

The man chuckles. "Yeah, pretty much."

"Well, I do like it." The Ghost says. "Flame it is."

"Good. Now I can put a name to your… eye." The man says.

"Incoming guardian ship. Here's our ride." Flame says.

"Good. This place is really depressing." The man says. "Also, a bed would be nice."

"Hello new guardian! Prepare for transmat." A man says over the comms. A ship hovers over The man's head.

"Transmat? What the hell is-" The man is cut off when he sees a blue light surrounding him. The next moment, he's sitting in a ship's cockpit. "Holy shit."

"Yeah, that's what I said my first time." The pilot says. He turns to face The man.

"Wait, the Exo project was a success?" The man says.

The pilot, an Exo with crimson plating with black accents and silver eyes, chuckles. "Yes it was. Name's Crux-2, but most people call me Ace." He sticks his hand out.

The man grabs his hand and shakes it. "I'm…" He trails off, realizing he does not know his name.

"Don't worry." Crux says. "Most new guardians aren't able to remember anything about their pasts, let alone their names. Happened to me, too."

"Oh…" The man says.

"How about we think of a name for you?" Crux says.

"Alright." The man agrees.

"Let's see…" Crux starts, studying his new friend. "How about…"

"Ryan." The man says.

"What?" Crux says.

"Ryan. It… it seems… right, somehow." The man says.

"Then maybe you are one of the lucky few who remember their names." Crux says. "Ryan it is, then."

"I'll log that." Flame says.

"So, Ryan, what's that fiery blaze down there?" Crux says.

"That? Oh, that used to be a Fallen ketch." Ryan says.

"You blew up a ketch?!" Crux says, surprised.

"Yeah. And I think someone important was on it…" Ryan starts off.

"Riksis, Devil Archon." Flame says.

Crux starts laughing. "Oh, you guys are awesome! Cayde's gonna love you for sure."

"So I've heard." Ryan says.


That's the first part of the Prologue to my new story, guys and girls. Hope you enjoyed! Two members of the fireteam are introduced here. In the next part, the final fireteam member. Remember to follow, favorite, and review!

EDIT: Ryan doesn't remember anything (or, much, at least) about his past. Sorry if you thought this was a new chapter.