Author's note: One, thank you for clicking on this story and reading it. I appreciate it very much. No, I love you very much for reading this you wonderful human being, or if you are non-human, I love you to non-human being. Second, all characters mentioned in this story and the game this based off of is owned by their respective creators. None of it is owned by me.
"Come on, where is he?!"
If anyone were to look for the source of the voice, they would only see the decayed mass of cars on the centuries old highway outside of an old country called Russia. They would see a mass of aliens in the distance and smell the thousands of corpses of humans killed. They would hear the roar of dozens of aliens trying to run towards something. Then, on very rare occasions, they would spot a blue light scanning one of the cars and an angry shout from a strange floating white object which would look back at the accelerating aliens and appear to be afraid.
Darkness, that's all that has ever been around me. And I hate it. Hate every second of it. It wouldn't be so bad if I was left alone, but in the distance I can hear screaming and roaring. And someone calling a name, over and over again. At first I began to think it was just my hearing, but now I think it was a part of my past. That's the worst part. The only thing I remember from my past is a name and a lot of screaming.
"Goddamnit! I checked most of these godforsaken cars and he still isn't here! Gah!" The small robot yelled. Frustrated yet determined he kept looking keeping far ahead of the aliens who would blissfully dismantle him.
The person, they just wouldn't stop, or couldn't. At this point I don't care, I just want them to stop, but I can't tell them that. When I open my mouth, no words come out, no sounds, no breath. But when I do open my mouth, darkness comes flooding in, suffocating me and killing me. But I can't die. I've tried keeping my mouth open to end it all. The only thing that comes is pain, and more screaming.
A kilometre ahead of where the robot was searching, there was a wall several stories high, that surrounded Old Russia and the Cosmodrone. The wall was now brown with rust and covered in bullet holes, and right where the highway met the wall, there was an alcove big enough to hold several dozen cars, but now, the only thing there now was a broken bridge and a single door leading in to the wall, along with two figures waiting in the door frame.
"He hasn't found him yet," said the taller of the two figures, a slight mechanical edge in his voice. "We should leave now, before the Fallen catch him, then we don't have to explain to the Speaker why we let such a precious Ghost die."
"You know we can't," replied the smaller of the two figures,"We need this one to much. Anyway looks like our Ghost got him."
It had to be the top of the hill, didn't, the Ghost thought, it couldn't have been a dozen cars back! Whatever it's time to revive him.
The darkness was doing something new. It let me feel. I could feel air on my skin, as if I was actually outside. Let me feel the sun on my skin and the warmth that came with it. Then it did something miraculous. It receded. The darkness started to fade and in the distance a bright light reaching towards me. And it scared me. All I have known was this darkness and this was new and different. But I didn't have a choice. The light got me and that's all I saw before darkness took over again.
Light. That's all I could see now, and it was blinding. It hurt, my eyes were still adjusting from being in darkness for all my life. But I was starting to see.
"Alrin. Alrin! Can you hear me? Can you see me?! Alrin!" All at once, my senses started to kick in to overdrive. Anything I heard sounded jumbled and confusing,. But the smell, the smell was the worst. It smelt like a thousand different people died, and rotted away in front of me. It was all I could do not to puke. Slowly my eyes could make out the shape of a small, strange looking object floating at eye level. The thing looked like two diamond pyramids stuck together at the tips, with a small circle with a blue, digital eye in it, on the bottom of one of the pyramids facing me, just floating there. Getting a look at myself I realized I was covered in armour and was wearing a cloak.
Reluctantly I nodded.
"Good, that's very good. Now hold still while I do some checks on your vitals." He says excitedly and in a hurry. Staying very still, I watched the robot emit a blue light from it's eye and surrounded me for a few seconds. "Okay so far everything is great. Except I found an anomaly among your vitals. So far it's doing nothing bad so we can ignore it for now. Once we get back to the tower we can check it out."
"What's the tower?" I asked getting used to hearing my voice for the first time.
"Oh, so you can talk, huh? Glad that's working. As for the tower it's my home, sort of. Now hold still, I promise this won't hurt." The robot backed up and charged right at me! At the last second it disappeared.
Now where did he go, I thought.
"I'm right here buddy. I merged with your suit. This basically allows us to speak using telepathy. Right now I'm speaking out of it so I don't freak you out."
Alrighty then. I hope I get used to this soon.
Okay now turn around and head towards the two figures by the door.
Gotcha.
Turning around I took in my surroundings. I was on the top of a small hill, that looked like it was once part of popular road. But now that road was congested with old rusty cars with what looked like the bones of long dead humans. They had probably been there for centuries. Further along the road was a giant wall and a tunnel that lead through the wall that had been closed farther along. Right near the front of the tunnel was a bridge and some stairs leading to the beginning of the bridge and a door. Right in the entrance to the door were two figure, one in a robe like attire and the smaller one in pure battle armour. The way was crowed with dozens of cars and near impossible to walk through.
You're going to have to climb over the cars to get there.
Nooooo, captain obvious.
Hey, I'm just saying. Don't hate on the robot.
The second I reached the first car I stumbled over a hard object and heard a snap. Worrying if it was my foot I quickly checked over, seeing no visible injury. Then slowly turning my head, I looked over to where I stumbled and saw an arm, decomposed to the bone and now split. Oh dear god. Swiftly turning my head back in front of me, I saw the skeletons of dozens of people trapped inside the cars, with bits and pieces falling to the ground. I puked. Oh god, what happened here?
The Darkness happened. When it came it wiped nearly everything out. We were saved by the Traveler, the enemy of the Darkness. But it was only able to save one city and now resides there, broken. But it created us, the Ghosts. We go searching for the people who died long ago, who had the spark of the Traveler within them. Your people called it Light. Us Ghosts are able to awaken it within you, whether you were born and raised on another plant, or what race you are. I was the first Ghost ever made and I have been searching for you for centuries Alrin.