Hey guys, I'm back again to try the world of fan-fiction once more. 'So what do I write about?', that has been a question in my mind for a while now but, and that's one big but, I think I may have an idea. As always this is a just a test and may be just an attempt at something much bigger, but I'm glad I've got you along for the ride.
Chapter One: The Dawn
Huh? Wha- What's going on? My mind raced as a blue light flared through my visor into my eyes. As it stopped a small voice spoke forth to me. I was leant against a large metal object of some kind, my body unable to move
"Hunter? Is that you? I've been searching for a lon-" The small flying robot trailed off as I still tried to get the blue vision out of my burned retina. I could see him pacing around my head saying something I think but everything just faded and dulled as I looked around at the destruction on the highway, there were charred and ruined cars everywhere and I could vaguely see some bodies on the other side of some cars with some type of guns near them.
"Where am I?" I asked, interrupting what he said. He stopped pacing and floated in front of my face.
He had a beautiful blue dull light coming from the inside of him. He was made up of a ball where the aforementioned light was and many little pyramids surrounding making a hard shell for a fragile inside, he was all white and with some yellow and black accents on the outside, there were also what looked like four little spikes coming off the back of him.
"You're alive is where you are. Well more specifically you're in Canada, the far Northwest Territories near a town called..." He turned around to look at a sign on the side of the road, I also swung my head round to see what he was looking at. "Yellowknife."
The name rung a bell in my head but only uncovered more blurry memories of what I'd assume are friends and family; This was what it was like for most memories that I'd stumble across in my head, a story of someone I wasn't now.
"We should get going to the airfield, no time to waste." He said in his light voice. He slowly trailed off down a gap between two cars.
I tried to move but my body screamed in protest. What happened to me to cause this? Apart from being dead that is.
After I got up I looked to my side and saw an old assault rifle laid clumsily on the floor. Might as well pick it up, don't know how to work it though. As I picked it up the dust fell off it and it felt battle-scarred but I since I have nothing else I'll need to use it. What about those guns I saw before? I thought suddenly
I jumped on to the hood of the car and off the other end looking for the bodies with the guns. I drew closer to the bodies and the gun caught my eyes and I recognized it as a shotgun of some sort. Good thing both me and these guys were packing serious firepower otherwise anything in this new world could have me for a snack.
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After we got into town we heard rustling from a broken window in a department store.
"Fallen," the shell whispered to me "Get your gun ready." I did just that and kept my sights set on the large window. A large armoured soldier came slowly out the window looking at his surroundings. The thing had four arms and a red cape around it's neck dropping down on his back to his knees, he held a black shotgun-like weapon with four barrels and red glow coming from each.
Two smaller fallen trailed behind him as he made his way down the street toward the airfield we needed to go to. They were much smaller and had small pistols and just looked like a sized-down version of the larger one without the cape.
"Don't engage, with any luck we can avoid them and get to the ship." I was confused about his change of tone when talking about them, it was like they did something to him.
We set off towards the airfield, making sure we wouldn't bump into the things again. This new world was very strange, especially from a person that only knows the skills I- the other person that was in this body knows. I found out my name was Elizabeth Auclair, a half French half Canadian 24 year-old military medic sent in to help the soldiers and to get the citizens out of Yellowknife and the surrounding towns. The town was relatively new to Elizabeth because she lived in Quebec most of her life with her family and started army training at the age of 19.
All of these things about Elizabeth were her, but they weren't as well. I remembered none of it and I felt like she had to leave it behind but for whatever reason I was drawn to it.
By the time we reached the airfield I was exhausted and couldn't wait to get to sit down somewhere.
"You okay, Hunter?" He asked, concerned for me. Why, I don't know but I think he resurrected me for a reason.
"Hunter? Why are you calling me that?" I asked the little robot. Hunter was a strange word to call me, what was I hunting for?
"That's what we call the protectors of the light. They defend the Traveler, in the hope that it will come alive and save us from the menaces that plague the solar system. The humans last populated city now resides underneath it. The City, as it's called is the last bastion for humanity's survival."
This flush of information only came with more questions. Why did the Traveler come here? What does it want? How did mankind almost die? The shelled robot only gave more information though. "The Traveler caused a golden age that made humanity great, but when the menaces came they caused the Collapse; a catastrophic event that caused all of what you see around you now. It drew the Darkness closer and now the Fallen, the Hive, the Vex and the Cabal. All of these now populate the solar system and will never stop trying to end your life and every other thing that opposes them. This darkness also brought the Awoken, a species that wants to help the humans to destroy the Darkness." The little robot chuckled for a moment and said "I know that wasn't the answer you were looking for but it'll make a lot more sense if you know that."
After a gunfight with some Fallen like the ones we saw before we managed to find an old jump ship, able to make it to the city but not out of orbit. The engine was old and rusty but we made it work and started our way to the The City.
"We've got a long journey ahead of us, make sure you get some rest." He was happy that I decided to come with him, not that I had much choice since one was a city protected by a big ball and the other was a dead wasteland full of monsters.
"One last thing," I said "Why me?"
He was silent for a while and said "Ghosts, me, don't know why they pick their Guardians. They just know when they've found them."
This nice little sentence gave me a happy feeling and I fell asleep not long after.
The last thing I heard him say was, "Goodnight Guardian."
