Chapter 1

I don't remember my past life. Nothing from before I was resurrected by my Ghost, G-33. When I opened my eyes, I could remember nothing, except the pain of death that took me before all the darkness. Now I was seeing light again, though I was thrown into a war that I never wanted. I fought Fallen, Taken, Cabal, Hive, I even thought I destroyed Oryx himself. My life began to fling by, as if I was never asleep, as if I never died. A young Hunter, striving to survive the hardships of being a Guardian. This is, the end of my story.

I felt my body disintegrate as my Ghost transferred me out of my ship, my feet a few inches above the ground. I dropped down, glancing at G-33, he'd been there for me through thick and thin, never letting me down. He was a tad sarcastic in nature, much like myself. I tended to underestimate everything, getting myself into more trouble than any other Hunter of my generation. Smiling at G-33, I limped forward, ignoring the pain that shot up my leg as I moved.

I had been cut pretty bad. Normally I'd heal rather quickly with my Guardian abilities, but this time, the gash just kept bleeding. No doubt from a poison that the Thrall had dipped his talons into. Gritting my teeth, i glanced down, taking in the blood that now soaked the bottom of my cloak and boots.

"You should get that checked out," G-33's expressive, yet still robotic, voice brought me back to reality.

"I'm fine 33. I've had worse, it'll heal." I hated the infirmary. I hated being caged. The thought of having to sit in that pure white room for any amount of time had be shivering with the urge to run. G-33 shut up, knowing there was no changing my mind.

I continued on, doing my best to hid my limp as to not attract the attention of other Guardians. Most of them were too enveloped in their own work to even notice how hurt I actually was, though I refused to admit the pain that began to flare as I traveled down the stairs towards the Vanguards.

I passed Eris, giving her a respectful nod as I stumbled forward, my limp increasing severely whilst I still held my head high. My teeth began to grit together as I went down the few stairs that led to my destination. My eyes landed on Cayde-6, my Vanguard, the greatest Hunter I'd known. He looked exceedingly bored, his glowing blue eyes, flickering darkly with the need to get out of the tower. The same look I got if I sat in one place too long. I even had to sleep in a moving ship just to be sure I wasn't stuck in a cage.

He was shifting restlessly from foot to foot, digging his fingers into his map edges, crinkling the yellowing paper. I felt pity for him, as he wasn't even given a chair, he just had to stand there, day in and day out, waiting for someone to come to him with information.

"I need to get out of this tower," he groaned, his deep voice a mere whisper to himself, though I heard him.

"No kidding sir, you look dead on your feet from this angle," I replied smoothly, limping up to him with a sarcastic grin spread across my face.

"Heh, I feel dead." He smiled back, the metal of his face molding into a mock smirk.. "What can I do for you guardian? Got something for me?"

"I finished up that scouting mission for you sir, here's your info." I handed Cayde an electronic file encasing my findings.

"Knew it!" He shouted, catching the attention of everyone in the hall. Though he didn't seem to be very affected by the angry glares he was getting. I smiled at his childish nature, suppressing a giggle.

I was about to turn and leave, when I heard Cayde's voice call me, "Psst, Guardian, Take me with you." It was the quietest of whispers, and I don't even think he meant for me to hear him, but I did, and my smirk only grew larger.

"Alright," without another word, I grabbed Cayde's hand, and summoned my Ghost. With a flash, we were teleported out of the Tower, and into my spacey ship, pun intended.

Cayde landed upside down in the passenger chair, his cape flaring around him. I however, landed gracefully, my butt firmly planted in the pilot's chair. I broke out laughing as Cayde struggled to figure out what just happened.

"Wha- YOU ACTUALLY DID THAT!?" I couldn't tell if he was angry, or just plane surprised, either way it made me laugh harder. Tears prickled at the edges of my eyes while I snorted, not caring that my 'Commander' was sitting right next to me.

"Y-you told me to!" I gasped for breath as I struggled even more with fits of laughter. "Oh my Traveler you should see your face!"

Cayde finally got himself upright as he looked around the ship, admiring the cockpit. "Nice ship."

"Thanks. It's name is Kevin."

Now it was Cayde's turn to laugh, as he bent over holding in nonexistent stomach in a howl of laughter. "You named your ship 'Kevin'!?"

"I couldn't name him Betty," I pouted. "It was already taken."

This made Cayde laugh even more, making me smile.

"Would you like to go somewhere, sir," I cocked my eyebrows at Cayde as he slowly began to calm down.

"Hmm… lets check out Earth. And drop the sir, were not at the tower, just call me Cayde."

"Alrighty Cayde, Earth it is."