Darkness surrounded him. He could feel nothing and hear nothing. He could see nothing, except for his own hands. His hands and arms were made of metal. They were nearly as black as the void that surrounded him, save for a few scrapes that scratched the paint.

Who am I? What am I? Where am I? These were the questions he asked himself, but sadly could not answer.

As he was looking over his metallic body, a bright light shined down on him, parting the darkness. He heard a deep robotic voice. It spoke with authority, "Guardian? Wake up Guardian. Go towards the light."

As the guardian looked up into the light, it began to lift him upward. When he was close to the source of the light, he looked back down to the ground. To his horror, inky black arms formed from the void and was trying to pull him back towards the ground.

He quickly turned his head skyward. He was so close to the source of the light, that he could feel its warmth. He closed his eyes and let it consume him.

He does not know who he was or what that place was, but he remembers what he is. He is an Exo or a synthetic lifeform, with intelligence that is capable of rivaling the smartest of humans. That is the only thing he can remember, all other memories has been corrupted, destroyed, or just securely locked.

"Guardian?"

He opened his eyes to see a floating spherical device, surrounded by a jet black shell, talking to him. As he spoke to it, his voice had a synthetic after tone to it. "What are you?"

The little ball had a deep voice that reminded the guardian of an old grizzled veteran of some ancient war. "I am a ghost, Guardian."

"Why do you keep calling me that? What is a guardian?"

"It's what you are. You are a warrior that has been revived by the Traveler's light."

Before he had time to ask the ghost anymore questions, some large humanoid creature let out a howl. A howl that its prey was close.

The ghost spoke to the guardian with a commanding tone, "Look I know you have a lot of questions, but if you don't get moving, whatever made that howl will rip you apart."

The ghost disappeared right before his eyes. Before he could panic, it reassured him, "Don't worry, I'm still hear. You just can't see me."

The guardian realized that he was being propped up by a large bolder. He looked around him. There were dozens of alien skeletons surrounding him, almost all of them having distinct four arms. Past the carnage that surrounded him, there were several dead Exos littering the area, each one having a hoard of dead surrounding them.

Further examination of his surroundings revealed that he was in a large cave. Along with the bodies, armor pieces and guns littered the floor.

As he got up, he examined himself. He wore ancient looking armor that was worn and damaged. Large scorched holes dotted his chest piece, an entire shoulder pad was missing, and the cloak that he was wearing was ripped, and deduced to half the size it originally was.

There was a small pool of water beside him. He moved closer to it to examine himself. His metal skin matched his pure black armor. A large amount of paint was scraped off of his right eye. Red lights illuminated his eyes. As he examined himself, he saw a glint of metal in the pull and reached for it. What he pulled out of the pool was familiar to him. It was a helmet. It was his helmet.

He scraped some grime off the front of the helmet, and it revealed a singular word etched on its surface. A word he said out loud. "Grim."

He remembers now. His name was Grim. Grim dawned his old helmet, put his hood up, picked up the hand cannon that laid beside him, and began to make his way towards the cave's exit.

The cave was huge. After walking what felt like several minutes, he heard rocks falling to the ground. Grim stopped in his tracks, aware that something was watching him.

Ghost only confirmed his suspicions, "Picking something up on sensors. Several somethings."

Grim heard a loud thud, as if something organic fell to the ground. After the first thump, he heard several more. He was being surrounded.

Grim heard a slight electrical humming sound, followed by a growl, behind him. He sidestepped and turned. An outline of a four armed creature passed him, missing him with what seemed like the outline of swords.

He leveled his gun at the head of the creature and pulled the trigger. The creatures head exploded in a spectacular fashion. A white substance sprayed out of the newly formed hole and slowly died down as the creature fell to the ground.

The outline flickered and began to reveal the true nature of the creature.

Ghost yelled out, "Fallen all around us!"

Grim noticed more outlines surrounding him. They all began to flicker, to reveal several Fallen carrying energy cutlasses. Leading the pack was a Fallen captain. It yelled out alien words and pointed his cutlass at Grim.

Several Fallen vandals began to surround Grim. Each one of their four arms were holding an energy cutlass. They chattered amongst themselves in their alien language as they encircled Grim.

Grim exhaled a breath that he didn't know he was holding in and waited. He heard an attacker behind him and quickly elbowed him in the ribs. The aliens head rested on Grim's shoulder and in front of his leveled hand cannon.

Two.

Another attacker on his left charged him. Grim pulled a holstered knife out from under his shoulder pad and parried the vandal with it. He aimed his weapon at the vandal's exposed chest and unloaded the rest of the clip.

Three.

Another vandal on his right began to prepare an attack. Grim swing his hand cannon and struck the vandal on the side of its face, and buried his knife in between the Fallen's ribs.

Four.

More vandals appeared behind the captain. He held up one hand, and they began to slowly back away. The captain stepped forward to face Grim, but he didn't attack. The captain pointed at Grim's gun with one of his cutlasses. Grim understood and holstered his gun and pulled out another holstered knife that was on his chest.

There was a long pause, then suddenly the captain leaped at Grim. He parried one of the Fallen's swords, but one of them left a deep gash on his shoulder. He threw one of his knives at the captain's shoulder. It buried itself deep in the alien's flesh, causing the captain to drop one of his swords. Grim used this opportunity to charge the Fallen captain.

Grim leaped into the air and released a burst of energy to give him the extra boost he needed to close the distance. He swung and embedded his knife deep into the captain's head. It let out a roar of pain and collapsed to the ground.

The vandals that were watching the match began to slowly back away. One by one they activated their cloaking devices and began to disappear into the darkness of the cave.

Ghost spoke excitedly, "I count five kill."

Grim was surprised, "You were keeping count too?"

"It passes the time. Quickly, the entrance should be up ahead. Get moving before more show."

It did not take Grim long to find the cave's entrance. He stood at the mouth of the cave, which was positioned on the side of a cliff. The cliff overlooked a large rainforest.

"Where am I," Grim asked.

"The jungles of Venus. Make your way down the cliff. I need to find you a ship."