Note: This may or may not be a one-shot, and was mostly just to vent. Depending on reviews and follows i might make a followup to this.
Old Russia : Cosmodrome
Ghost had been wandering the world for years, they had seen many lands. From the European Dead Zone, to the moon and back, but there was something that drew them here, to a land surrounded by a sea of rusted car's, but it was farther away than this. They saw a shallow ravine with a small cave in it, a strong Light coming from within, they entered the cave entrance and saw a small tunnel, with its stalactites and stalagmites piercing the ceiling and floor, with a melodious rythm of dripping water. After a few minutes of delving deeper and further into the cavern they saw gravel and what appeared to be broken stalactites, he found a form of heavily modified toy gun, with rusted metal plating, a form of sawn off cartridge, just barely resembling a Glock. A few feet away was a small, worn and decayed humanoid bones that had black, raggedy cloth and metallic plating on it, and alongside it, just next to an arm bone, was a small, animal skeleton. The Ghosts plating had flown off and surrounded a glowing, blue field, there was a flash of light, and then nothing.
On the ground lay an eleven year old child donned in dark gray cloth, with minor armor plating placed on the shoulders and joints, the heavily modified gun seemed more polished and sturdy, with a dark black body and a large solid peice of metal surrounding the barrel and iron-sights.
"Oh.." Said the Ghost "Oh no..." Continued the metallic apparition of Light, something must have went wrong. Maybe they chose incorrectly, but why would the Light choose a child to be a Guardian? They continued to think, but then he saw how the child was calmly hugging a cat. "Cat?! this is impossible! There was no presence of another life nearby, unless.. Oh dear..." The Ghost thought to themselves. Had they also revived their pet? Or a stray they had with them before their death?
They had dropped to the stone floor out of confusion, to which prompted several sniffings from a small, light gray cat with a tiger like pattern of darker gray with green eyes. "Hey." Asked the Child after gently nudging the cat away. "Are you dead?" To which in response, the Ghost had sputtered back to life, "No!" Shouted the Ghost "Look. You've been dead for a long time, so things have changed. But we need to leave, this is Fallen territory." Continued the Ghost, the kid simply picked up his "toy" gun and began to push away stone and gravel in search of something. After a few moments of digging, he had found a fifty caliber magizine for his gun, and a peice of cloth which was used as a form of clothing item for the cat. As they began to slowly ascend from the cave, the Child asked "What are you? And what are 'Fallen'?" W hile they continued scale up from the slippery stone and thin gravel, Ghost had replied with "Im a Ghost, more importantly, im your Ghost. And Fallen are ruthless scavengers and pirates, they once had an empire, but for more information you'd need to find a Cryptarch or someone who knows about their history." Several times the cat had bolted on forwards to scout ahead, and then wait for the Child and the "Ghost" to reach them. Or atleast until the Kid bolted upwards to the cat and grabbed it, hoisting the cat into their arms and scolding them. When they finally exited the cavern, the Child and the cat witnessed the remnants of their time, a border of rusted car's along an empty shallow ravine, with smooth, acid rain etched stone walls sprinkled with gravel, sand and yellow tinged grass. "What happened after all this time?" The Child mumbled to themselves, it had been very, very long time since their death. " ﾓㄩи ﾚбｻɬ ЩﾚЯ!" Yelled a deep, chattery voice.
They were found..