Welcome to this Destiny FanFic- before we begin a couple of things should be made clear.
Changes and Additions will be made- Obviously Destiny had story issues and was short, so the story will have missions and such that never existed.
Canon will be… changed and may not follow what is right. Destiny is obviously not over, expansions will come out and if anything contradicts what I change or add, well we will cross that bridge when we get there.
Expect a lot of OC's, which shouldn't be surprising since Destiny hardly has a cast of characters and the characters that are there are hardly explored at all.
This first chapter will mostly be a re-creation of the intro mission of the game, however once we get to the tower you will see deviations.
Anyway- Enjoy!
Long ago…
A city skyline, the night sky open up to ships and the silent moon. A female sits on a bench donned in armor and a rifle on lap, in a green park. Their expression is glum, eyes glazed over and their body hunched over. "It… It happened again," the person spoke. They slammed their fist into the wooden bench, a dent being left in its wake. Her eyes dart up towards the sky, a ship passes in the sky obscuring the moon and casting a shadow over her.
"You're here, again," another voice spoke in the distance.
She stood up from the bench and looked towards the familiar voice. The person was a female in a flowing red dress, their hair pure white, eyes deep blue and their skin light pale. "Always you're here when these things happen to you," the person spoke.
The armored person held up their rifle and aimed towards the red-dressed female. "Your, no- you're not."
"Does it matter if I am?" the person spoke, cutting off her. Then red-dress female turned towards the city horizon. "Every time you get hurt you come back here sulking like clockwork."
"When will you grow up, Maria?" the red-dressed person spoke, Maria scowled at the words coming from the female but could say nothing.
Then the world began to fade away, Maria felt sharp pain course through her body and then she found herself on the ground. Again the sky was clear and it was night, the moon shining above. She coughed, blood spilling onto her helmet's visor and back to her own face. Her body wouldn't move, and tears trickled down her cheeks. "This is how it ends… Just like the rest," she spoke as her eyes began to give way.
Ghost moved over the landscape of Old Russia, a shadow of its former self. Though the machinery of the old times still littered the landscape, alongside the enemies whom brought its ruin. Here it was where Humanity took to the stars, and ultimately now is nothing more than a graveyard. Snow trickles down from the sky, lying on the ground. It would soon be night as the sun continued to set.
The Ghost reached a group of eroded cars, all bunched together on a ruined road. Unbeknownst to the Ghost, it was being watched. Armed Fallen looking through its scope at the little Ghost, but the Fallen didn't fire, but just watched. However once it was satisfied, the Fallen stood up and gestured to its comrades who then ran past him towards the Ghost.
Near a car, the Ghost began to scan with its blue light. "Is it possible?" the Ghost murmured to itself. It broke apart as to process the data, to double- no- triple check to make sure that it's correct. "There you are."
Forming together, the Ghost suddenly let out a burst of light. A being, a Human Female, to be exact, suddenly formed in front of the Ghost after being given life once more. Everything was dark, however a soft light began to awaken the Human. "Guardian… Guardian? Eyes up Guardian!" the Ghost called out.
The Human slowly got up from the ground, hardly able to stand and grabbed onto the rusted car nearby. "It worked… You're alive!"
She looked towards the small floating machine. "I'm… I don't u-understand. How am I alive?"
It ignored her question. "You don't know how long I've been looking for you."
"Aren't you..?"
"I'm 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 won't understand," he told her. She looked at her hands, her armor was still on and looked as though new. As if she hadn't died.
Her eyes were drawn to the landscape and towards the large wall nearby. Then she turned her focus back towards the Ghost. "I think you could explain some things on the way."
"I will do my best," he said but then was cut off by the sound of a deep growl. "This is Fallen territory. We aren't safe here- I have to get you to the City."
Ghost flew away and then turned back towards her. "Hold still." The machine suddenly vanished into blue particles and into the Human, she shuddered. Then the being talked again, but this time it was coming through her helmet. "Don't worry, I'm still with you. We need to move, fast."
"The name's Maria, thanks for asking," she replied as she began to move as fast a person who had just been revived could.
Maria moved past the field of rusted cars and towards the wall. "What are the Fallen?"
"Ruthless scavengers, they arrived in the wake of the Collapse, they pillaged our worlds," the Ghost explained to her as they got close to the entrance of the wall. "Now inside, if we stay in the open like this, we won't survive long."
They entered the wall and there was little light. Everything was falling apart, the walls looking as though they could come down at any minute, this made the Guardian uneasy but still pushed on. Another growl from the fallen could be heard.
"I need a weapon," Maria informed the Ghost.
"You shall have one, Guardian, remember there's two in here now," he said.
Maria stepped onto a cat walk, each step shaking the barely stable platform. The only light in the corridor was coming from the dawn outside. As she got closer to the other end of the cat walk, where shadows enveloped her, the sound of movement could be heard. "Quiet. They're right above us," the Ghost warned.
As they got closer to the darkness, Ghost, turned on its light and enveloped the Guardian. Reaching the end of the cat walk she spotted stairs and a gap in the wall above. One step on the stairs and she was drawn to a figure that moved quickly through the dark on a pipe in the gap. Maria reached the top of the stairs and walked past a red light into a spacious room.
Ghost exited from her armor the same way it entered and began to float in the air. Maria grabbed onto the railing and looked out into the endless darkness the glow from the Ghost being the only light in the dark. "Hang tight. Fallen thrive in the dark, we won't. We need more light. I'll see what I can do."
The Guardian just stood there. "Not like there's much I can do."
Ghost continued to float away, its light illuminating a nearby red pipe, and that's when she got her first glimpse at a Fallen. "In the company of Devils," the Ghost murmured to her. "Anyway it's another one of these hardened military systems… And a few centuries of entropy working against me."
It vanished behind metal pipes and Maria could no longer see anything, only hear the low growls of Fallen scurrying around in the dark. Maria still felt strange, one moment she was dead and then next she was walking and talking.
The low rumbling of machinery preceded the lights turning on and revealing what lurked in the shadows. Fallen, dozens of them in all different shapes, some with two arms and some with four. Then following them floating red machines starting coming towards her. However they didn't fire and instead moved away as if trying to follow the other Fallen which were running to the right.
The Ghost reappeared and directed her towards the gate nearby and spoke to her. "Hey! I found a rifle! Grab it."
Maria walked towards a container with an old-looking rifle leaning against it. The Ghost vanished into her armor once again. Picking up the rifle and checking it she realized that she had held this gun before. The Khvostov 7G-02, instantly she was familiar with it, it's range, impact, and fire rate. First thing she's seen thus far that has been familiar. "This. This is what I'm talking about."
"I'll take that as you knowing how to use that thing," the Ghost replied as she looked down the cracked red dot sight. Despite the age, the rifle's ammo still showed up on her helmet's HUD, she had quite the ammo to use.
"Its old- rusted, and in some places broken," she said as she checked the ammo inside it and lying about. "But it will work. At least for now."
Maria ran down the hall and hugged the corner and looked down the hall with her rifle and mentally said to herself. Clear. She walked down the hall cautiously and stopped as the shadow of a fallen was casted on the far wall. "Eyes forward. Watch your tracker," Ghost told her.
She rolled her eyes. "I know, this isn't the first time I've been in combat."
Going down the rusted hall, and stepping in puddles of water, there was still no contact with the enemy. Again she repeated what she did before, hugged the corner and looked out for enemies. She knew her armor had shielding, but running out in the open still wasn't wise. The hall next had roots from a tree above consuming the walls and hanging from the ceiling. A single light from the sun rayed down through a gap.
One step was all it took. Two fallen jumped out, one from the ceiling and the other from behind a pipe. Strangely her HUD identified the two enemies, the smaller two-armed one as a Dreg, and the other four-armed beast as a Vandal. She didn't let them fire, her combat prowess kicked in and she fired at the two. Her bullets managed to hit their heads and just like it would to a Human, it pierced through their helmet and then skull.
The two of them fell to the ground and she walked towards their bodies and gave a gentle kick. They were alien, had to make sure shooting them in the head would work. "How did my helmet know their names?" she inquired.
"I'm in your armor, I have added useful information," the Ghost answered.
"Well that's useful." Marisa crouched. "Ugly fuckers, aren't they?" she said to the corpses, though the Ghost didn't bother to reply.
Moving on, she made her way down the corridor and into another, doing the same routine and seeing nothing. Though she made sure that if she needed to, that she could fire on any enemy if they jumped out. Turning the corner she was about to enter another room when a Dreg jumped down from above and in close quarters.
She reacted as according to her training, pulled her arm back and thrust her first forward and made contact with the Dreg's face. However she noticed it lacked the 'oomph' she was used to. No shockwave, just a simple punch. Though it did its job and still managed to knock the Dreg off it' feet and dead on the ground.
Into another corridor and Fallen jumped out in the room ahead and began to fire their blue bolts of bullets towards her. Shifting from cover to cover, the Guardian aimed at them and dispatched them with ease. Not exactly the menace she was expecting them to be. A Vandal still left alive fired at her, their bullets taking the shape of blue orbs that hovered towards her, as she moved one hit the ground nearby and left a searing mark.
"Mental note, blue orbs are bad," Marisa said. She moved behind a crate and the Vandal hid behind its cover. However the Guardian ran forward, leaping over a railing and punched the Vandal and knocked them over a ledge.
Marisa exited the room and onto a cat walk that she had spotted Fallen earlier crossing. "There's more ahead! Keep it up!" Ghost cheered her on. She ran across it and spotted a sort of strange chest with green lights upon it. "A loot cache. Let's see what's inside."
Putting her hand out in front of its center, the chest unlocked and hissed open revealing bright blue cubes. "That is-," the Ghost began to explain.
"Glimmer," she said finishing Ghosts sentence, Maria grabbed a cube of Glimmer and examined it. "It's something I remember. Though why is it in a chest?"
On instinct, she held out her hand and the blue cube began to vanish into dust and into her armor. Anytime Glimmer was found in the field they were told to collect it and eventually bring it back. As it could be used to power machinery and a natural resource to boot. However she was surprised when the Ghost told her its other use.
"Glimmer now can be used to upgrade weaponry, it is also use as a currency for trade," Ghost told her.
"Trade? Interesting, wouldn't have expected that, but as you said I've apparently been dead for a long time…" she said solemnly. Her attention was stolen as she realized there was still something in the chest, she reached into the chest and pulled out what appeared to be a shotgun.
"That gun is the Preacher Mk. 20," the Ghost said. "It appears to be in good shape."
Marisa smirked under her helmet. "Let's give it a go, shall we?"
The Guardian moved down steps and stopped as she turned around the corner. Red lasers could be seen across the hall from little devices. "Tripmines! Don't touch them," the Ghost informed her. She silently nodded and crouched under the wires and stood up as she reached the other side. Another Fallen appeared, out of range of the shotgun she pulled back out her assault rifle and fired at the Fallen and killed it.
She moved forward when suddenly a panel on the ground flew off and a Dreg jumped out. Marisa grabbed her shotgun and fired it, the blast knocked the Fallen off its feet and a few meters away. Another Fallen appeared behind the tripmines and rushed towards her, ducking its head and just missing the red lasers by an inch. Out with the Assault rifle she moved out of the way of the Dreg's shots and fired right back hitting them in the head.
Marisa opted to go around the tripmines and went down a path that was empty of any. As she reached the end another Dreg appeared, she killed it. However she suddenly saw a red light and a blast. She raised an eyebrow and moved forward, and spotted a charred corpse of a Dreg, they had run into their own tripmine. "So I guess I can write off Intelligence," she jokingly said.
At the end of a corridor she appeared in a large room with pillars, a pipe hole at the end, and a large red ripped flag above. "Considering their past behavior, it's safe to assume they're going to pop out somewhere in here," she guessed.
"Logical," Ghost replied back.
With the Shotgun in hand she moved into the room and as she expected, Fallen rushed into the room. Bullets and energy flew through the air, turning past a crate, she was face to face with a Vandal. Firing her shotgun, blood flew out from the Vandal and even marked her armor. Dreg fired and managed to snag her armor, the shielding took most of the hit but she still felt it. Taking her Auto rifle out, she killed the Dreg and then rushed up to another and punched it in the skull.
Another Vandal appeared and got some good hits on Marisa, however she managed to get behind some debris and let her shield regenerate. "Remember there's two in here now," the Ghost said with its calm voice despite the situation. Then again there wasn't much need to worry, Marisa was more than enough for the Fallen that now engage her. With her Shotgun she rushed, dodging the shots from the Vandal she got up and close and fired her Shotgun. So close, that even she felt the shockwave from the impact.
A silence set in as the last Fallen fell, Marisa gave herself a moment to collect herself. "The Fallen have a tighter hold on this place than I thought. Just a bit further. Let's hope there's something left out there…" the Ghost spoke.
It didn't take Marisa long to find the way out, she entered a circular corridor with large turbine fans on each end and one broken one with a gap in the center. The one at the end was still functioning and light could be seen on the other side of it. With each step the water on the ground splashed and little drips of water hit her helmet. Near the working fan was another way out, and soon enough she was outside once again.
"I remember this place, this is was the Russian Cosmodrome," Marisa said. "There was a- battle that raged here, it's where I…"
"Died," the Ghost finished her sentence.
She looked out with solemn eyes, towards the large tower with space shuttles hanging off its side. In the night sky, stars could be seen, a large green aurora's blanketed the skies. Despite the destruction, there was something beautiful about it. "Yeah, where I died."
"There's got to be something we can fly out of here," it said to get her back on point.
Suddenly in the distance a flare shot up into the sky. A ripple in the sky soon followed. "Incoming!" The Ghost said. A ship appeared, and a shockwave so strong appeared that a tower near it fell to the ground. Marisa ran forward towards a gap between two buildings, and then saw it, a strange dark colored alien ship.
"Fallen ships! This close to the surface!?" The Ghost said in surprised. "We need to move!"
The ship stopped and its hatches on the side opened up and Fallen began to pour out. Another ship shortly after appeared and did the same. Now there were enemies in the yard below. With no other option, the Guardian began to engage. With her Auto rifle she began to strafe fire the Fallen, killing Dreg, but missing the swift Vandals. The four armed Vandals fired their guns at Marisa and she jumped down to the yard below and the energy blasts whizzed over her.
After reloading she moved around a container and fired at a Vandal, it didn't die immediately and still got some shots off and hitting Marisa. Another Vandal got up close and managed to swipe at her, and send her onto the ground. On the ground, she pulled out her Shotgun and as the Vandal jumped into the air with blades in hands, she fired her gun sending it flying the other way. Getting up and letting her shields recharge she looked to her left and right.
"Which way?"
"Left!" the Ghost said and she began to head towards an entrance near two large red pipes. More Dreg were located near the entrance but they were easy to kill. However as she got close to a ruined truck, the red machines she had spotted earlier flew towards her and fired. Running backwards she fired at them and despite the old age of the gun it tore through the machines armor and they exploded, and even took down the Dreg near them.
Suddenly as they all died, Marisa was engulfed in light and felt strange. "What?" A new icon on her helmet's HUD appeared, and a symbol she recognized, a grenade.
"When I brought you back, you were reborn with the light of the Traveler, this is just one of many abilities," the Ghost said. "A grenade, a special kind, one that will regenerate after usage. Better than any normal version."
She held out her hand and just thinking about it, the grenade appeared in hand and just as easily vanished with another thought. "Incredible," she said. Though they weren't in the right place to admire it, and moved on into the building. Eventually she reached a room with strange nets hanging with something inside of them and Dreg inside. But they hadn't noticed her yet and she decided this was time to test it out.
Bringing the grenade back out her threw it into the room in the center of the three Dreg. It exploded, letting out a blinding light and a sort of electrical field, leaving all the Dreg on the ground dead. The noise could be heard by other Fallen and as she passed the room a Vandal and Two Dreg appeared, with the grenade still regenerating she opted to just fire at them with her rifle, getting the same result. After killing them she moved through the passage they came from and as she entered another spacious room it was then that she spotted it.
A rusted ship, looking as though it was barely holding together. Being held in the air by wires as old as the ship. Fallen were on the ship and looking to take it apart, but Marisa wasn't going to let that happen. A Fallen, one that looked like a more armored and bigger Vandal jumped down from the ship with the others and began to fire at her. She replied in kind, and after some hits on the strange Vandal, it suddenly teleported to the side dodging any more hits.
Though despite its more menacing exterior, it didn't take any more bullets to put down the strange Vandal as its shields fell and the bullets went through its flesh. Moving further into the room more Fallen appeared and some of the red machines, known as Shank's. With her grenade regenerated, she threw it at the new comers and it took some with it and then just shot the rest. With the room clear, the Guardian brought her focus to the ship.
The Ghost exited her armor and flew up to the ship. With its glowing eye, the little machine began to scan the ship. "It's been here awhile. Hasn't made a jump in centuries. We're lucky the Fallen haven't completely picked it clean."
"All I need to know, is will it fly?"
"I can make it work, just a moment," it said as it vanished into the ship. Humming from the ship could be heard as the inner workings began to turn back on, dust flying off as it's inside's moved once more. Lights signaling its life turned on. Its engines roared as the ship began to move from its spot. The wires detached from the ship as it began to stay in the air on its own. Dust and water beneath it began to be kicked up into the air from the engines.
"This isn't going to break orbit, but it just might get us to the City," the Ghost said it's voice coming from the ship. "Now- about that transmat…"
Marisa turned as she could hear the voice of Fallen getting closer. A very large Fallen with a large gun exited from the pipe tunnel in the wall, alongside two Vandals. "Need to get out, now!"
"Bringing you in!" the Ghost said as Marisa was suddenly dematerialized into the same blue particles as the ghost and teleported into the ship. Then the ship began to fly upwards, through the hole in the ceiling, the Vandal's fired but the large one did not. Their shots did nothing to the ship and the ship was already leaving their firing range.
"We can come back for them when you're ready. For now let's get you home," the Ghost said. Marisa slouched in her chair, the ship was small, enough size for two people at most. Its machines are rusted and most of the screens on the computers don't work. However for the first time since she was resurrected she felt- safe.
Unaware to both the Ghost and the Guardian, a mysterious being in a tattered cloak watched them as the ship flew away from the Old Cosmodrome.
"Good job Guardian," the Ghost said as Marisa just sat there. The ship was being controlled by the Ghost and therefore nothing for her to do. "This ship is fast, but it will still be a bit before we arrive at our destination."
"I think if you don't mind," Marisa began with her eyes already starting to close. "I'll take a nap now."
The Ghost looked at her. "Guess being dead for centuries doesn't count as napping."
"You're back," the woman in red said as she sat at the river bed, with her feet in the water. The lights of the city skyline reflected on the water. However the night sky was completely black, as if looking into a dark void. "That's good, I guess."
She laid back on the grassy ground. "A second chance- but will you use it?"
"Or will you squander it? Just like you did with them?"