Wow.

So you actually read the profile and decided to keep reading? I guess I shouldn't be surprised, everything in written history gets discovered by someone eventually. Maybe that's why I began writing in the first place, even if it was to humor Gorbash. The thought of someone stumbling on my data catalog still sits uneasily to me; I never have been the most eloquent with words.

I do realize that I am breaking tradition with these particular catalogs. It seems the ones here are written out in more of a…. fictional perspective? I never have been one to "follow the crowd", rather… find my own way of doing things. My only hope is that you, whoever you are, enjoy reading the entries.

There is no better time than now to warn you that these entries can be rather interesting, boring, exciting, saddening, every emotion in between, heck it might, and probably will, get slightly gory. I did not choose what happened; I merely documented my perspective of the events. If the other members of my Fireteam documented them… well this data catalog would be very different. Despite what some of the people living in the Last City think, Guardians are people too, we have emotions and feelings. We are not autonomous, heartless killers. Before you start questioning, "What about Exo's?" well I have a friend who will give you an earful about how wrong you actually are. Let me tell you, they are people, I shouldn't even have to be writing this down but there are idiots who don't believe that. It just shocks me every time I run into one of those insane city dweller who thinks this. Hopefully by the time this gets discovered this is a thing of the past. Who knows? Maybe by the time I stop entering these data catalogs the separation will be dealt with.

As I write this introduction (prologue?) I'm finding it hard to not address my Fireteam. They have become family, the very foundation of my being. I was so lost without them; I would even be so bold as to say at least one of them was even lost without me. Though, before I begin, I should probably tell you at least a little about the members already established before my writings.

First, there is Van, a headstrong and overly curious Hunter. I won't tell you much about him, rather, let you get the idea of what he is like from the writings. Out of everyone I write about, he is the most important, and most influential on my life. Maybe one day I will write down a Guardian profile for him.

Next, there is Mech, another Hunter. He is one of my oldest friends, someone always there for me and Van. He seems to know all sorts of hidden and hard to find secrets. His knowledge of past history is astounding. It wouldn't surprise me if he keeps daily entries himself.

Last, but defiantly not least, is Edd, or Double-D as we like to fondly call him. He is a Titan, a really good one at that. Some more experienced Guardian dropped him off in our Fireteam while Van and I patrolled Venus one day, trying to lose the newly established Guardian. Well, he is a fast learner and central to our group.

The rest of the Guardians will be introduced in the writings to follow.

Enough with explaining what is going on now, I'm sure you are wondering why I am dragging this whole thing out. Heck, you might not even be here anymore, already reading the first few entries. The thought terrifies me, making me want to make this entry as long as possible to keep you from reading. However, I can only stretch words so much when I'm not writing about my daily events.

I commend you, diving headfirst into the daily adventures of a reckless Guardian.

So here's to you, mysterious reader, I hope you enjoy what you find.

Signing off

-Krissa