The Beginning
It all began with the Collapse, but, you already know that story, so I won't waste my time with that. Besides, that's for the Speaker to tell you, not me. Mr. High And Mighty sitting up in the Tower saying nothing unless it's to say you're a fool, but that's beside the point. I'm not one for arguing and shouting so I'll leave the Silent Speaker alone and get to what I actually want to say. It's a story, or a legend, or a bedtime story, or whatever you want to call it; I'll just stick to calling it "The day I left the Light". Well, I guess you could say "we" but, we'll get to that later. Actually, I've think that I should shut up and get on with what I'm trying to say. And so it begins…I guess.
So, one day, my Exo buddy and I were planning something that could very well get us killed and was borderline insanity. However, being Hunters, the rest of the Tower and Guardians already thought we were insane, so no big deal doing this. However, there was a problem, and it was what we were doing. We had already talked to the Speaker (worst conversation ever) and Cayde-6 and even Eris (most disturbing conversation ever) and all of them basically said "You're crazy!" or "No one will go!" and "You will be consumed by the Darkness." Blah, blah, blah. We've heard all those warnings before, right before we went into the Vault. And look, I get a new weapon, and my friends got amazing gear as well, stuff we couldn't have been able to get without going into the Vault of Glass. Anyways, back to what I was saying before. So we asked the other Vanguards, a few others from the Tower, we even asked our Ghosts. Nothing. So we waited, and asked, then waited some more, then asked again. Finally we got tired of waiting and decided to take it upon ourselves to move forward with our plan. Our stupid, crazy, insane, suicidal plan that would change our lives, forever. We were going to go and kill Crota.
See? Not…completely... okay, okay, never mind. I get it. It may be a little crazy but it was still somewhat doable. Now, before I get into the whole minutia of the plan, I guess it's only right that I give some form of background on the two psychos who had a death wish. First off, we're both Exos, robots, cyborgs, whatever. Second, we're friends. Actually, switch those. We being friends is more important than being Exos. Anyways, now that we've got the race thing out, I guess names are in order. I'm Zed-17 and my psycho friend is Axel-7, but we usually stick to Z and Ax. Short, simple and quick.
We met while patrolling the sulfur ridden pools of Venus. I still hate him for it, too. The story of how we met goes something like this unless this memory has been wiped too. I'm trying to complete some bounties so I can collect for the week and this Exo shows up and takes out the Fallen Captain I'd been hunting all along the Ishtar Cliffs. Sadly, protocol dictates that no Guardians are allowed to fight outside of Lord Shaxx's Crucible, so I couldn't kill him even if I tried. Well, that and his Ghost. Oh well. I shouted at him for taking the target using some "colorful" language and some interesting gestures, but he shrugged it off and turned around to summon his Sparrow like he was going to leave. Now I have a thing, some would call it a hidden talent, others would call it a glitch. Whatever it is, it makes it nearly impossible for me to miss a shot when I'm mad. Now he had his Sparrow and was getting ready to take off. Now, as far as I knew, there was no protocol for destroying another Guardian's Sparrow, so after one good shot from my sniper, he wasn't going anywhere. It was funny actually, because instead of stalling like a Sparrow normally does, his exploded. It exploded! Ha! Serves him right for what he did. I walk over to him, not to see if he is okay but to see if anything dropped off of him. I wasn't looking for Glimmer since all that stuff is encoded to the person who has it, but instead I was looking for those Strange Coins that had become more and more popular. As I get closer, sniper aimed at his head just in case, he kicks my legs out from under me, grabs my rifle, and points a hand cannon at my face. By that point I was angry enough to spit nails. If it wasn't for the weapon aimed at my face, I'd whip out my Golden Gun and burn him. Well, the weapon and the regulations. Man I hate the Speaker. But instead of pulling the trigger and putting a nice sized dent into my brand new Celestial Nighthawk, he holsters his weapon, offers me a hand up, gives me my rifle back and just, leaves. No words, no sign, nothing. It was weird but I had the rest of Venus to comb for some relics or whatever for Dead Orbit and Cayde.
Once I got back to the Tower, before I went to go try to clean my armor of all the sulfur and Fallen blood and that Vex…whatever, I went over to turn in my bounties for the week, hoping the Glimmer rewards would cover expenses until next week's bounties rotate. As I'm walking over to the bounty handler, I see, him. That same Exo from Venus. I walk up behind him and wait to see if he notices and what bounties he's turning in. Lo and behold, he's turning in the same bounty I was. The one he stole from me! I was winding up a right cross when I noticed that it was actually my bounty. He was turning in the bounty I picked up. Apparently someone in the Tower granted him access to my bounties. And once he turned it in, the Glimmer reward went into my account. He turns in the rest of his bounties and then turns around and just nods. I nod back.
After that day, a legendary duo was formed. Many adventures lay in store for us. Both dark and light, easy and difficult, but nothing we went through or encountered or killed or won could prepare us for one of the darkest days of our lives. Nothing could prepare us for the day we left the Light.