Disclaimer: I Don't Own Destiny

This is a re-upload as I took a look at it and decided that it should be back up here, despite the impatient people who didn't like waiting and flooded the review board with such immature reviews of wanting the next chapter over and over again without consideration to how life was going for me at the time.

As such, the story is partially done. I will be uploading one chapter a week give or take, and will work on the continuing chapters in the in-between moments of completed chapters. I got a little inspiration for how to continue it finally, but it will still take time. My Life Is Busy.

The story itself will follow some cannon, then divert in to my head cannon and the way I want the story to go. SO, if I don't get lore correct, or it in turn upsets YOUR head cannon, then don't leave a negative review about bad cannon. I do look at the cards from on the interwebs, and I draw from those cards to craft the story, but unless they added in a more substantial story since I stopped playing(quite some time ago), then can you honestly say there was much to begin with?

The story itself is dated, but aside from some places where I decided to change the wording or embellish, it's fairly left alone from when I put it up last. It can be rewritten to be better if I feel up to it when it is finished, otherwise I'll leave it be.

Do enjoy, and leave a comment about the story if you enjoy it. If you don't enjoy it, well, I'll just chuckle slightly and move on. I'm putting this back up for my reasons, and haters are gunna hate.

Asigl

Her head throbbed painfully as she took in a breath of air, her lungs feeling like they were on fire as she choked out a groan.

"Guardian… Time to wake up Guardian."

Eyes opened to a visor in front of her face, the transparent sheet of what seemed to be glass showing a clear blue sky above her. A small grey star like object floated into her view, the small blue light that was it's eye darting around slightly as it's body moved.

"It worked." The mechanical voice droned out. "You're alive! I can't believe it, there is so much for you to learn."

"What…*cough*… What are you talking about? Who?" A roar of something sounded in the distance and the little star turned in the air, it's body shifting slightly before it turned back to her and zoomed to her face.

"There isn't time. Come on, I need to get you inside. It isn't safe out here. Can you move?" The girl nodded slightly, rolling over to her stomach as her hand went through what looked to be a rib cage. She looked up at the askew skull that it was attached to, a large hole in the head with a splintering emanating from it, and screamed. The ghost sighed and flew in front of her face again. "Stop it! Look, if you don't want to end up like him again then we have to get going."

It took several moments but the girl finally got on her feet shakily, following the little machine towards a large wall in the distance. She collapsed shortly after entering the rusted building against the wall, panting hard.

"We can't stay here."

"Easy for you to say, you don't have legs. Feels like I've been asleep…" The little star turned to her, it's body shifting down over it's mechanical eye in a semblance of concern.

"Yea about that… You weren't asleep." The girl looked at it from behind the visor, what? He continued as though reading her thoughts, mechanical eye staring into her face. "You were dead. Dead dead, like that skeleton."

"How…?"

"I'm a ghost…actually I'm your ghost now. I brought you back to life." The girl looked around the building, she was a skeleton? But then how long…. "Its been over seven hundred years, I didn't think I would be able to find someone like you."

"Seven…hundred…?" The girl felt faint and the ghost immediately got into her face as she put it in her hand.

"Hey! This isn't the time. Look, I'll explain more later, right now we have to get moving. This is Fallen territory, and you don't want to be found by them. Trust me."The girl took a heavy breath, nodding slowly. Just listen to the little ball of light, break down later…right?

The old maintenance tunnels creaked and groaned from the elements outside, along with a constant chatter of something as they made their way into the darkness. Eventually they made their way to a large open area filled with darkness and small glowing blue lights in the distance, the little star expanding his body out with what looked to be a field of energy that lit up the area around him as it looked around.

"The fallen thrive in the dark, we won't. I'll be right back, see if I can find some way to bring up some lights. Don't wander anywhere I wouldn't." The girl shrugged her arms at the Ghost as it floated away.

"Like I come with an attached night light like you do…" She muttered quietly.

"I'm more than a night light."She jumped slightly at the voice in her head, calming down after a moment as she noticed a small symbol at the top of her visor. It was just a comm system. "Besides, you try dealing with several hundred years of entropy in these aging systems and you tell me how to…."

"How to what?"

"Uh oh…" The lights started to come on down further in the complex, making it's way towards her area. Along the way the blue lights winked out, revealing themselves to be creatures clinging to the walls and pipes of the old systems. Several sets of inhuman roars and screeches echoed about her as the Ghost came rushing back. "They're coming!"

"I'm going to die…again."

"Not if I can help it." She turned as the Ghost hovered near a slowly opening cage door, it's light illuminating a battered rifle resting against the edge of a crate next to a skeleton in patchy and weathered combat fatigues. The ghost turned to her expectantly. "I hope you know how to use this thing, because we need it."

A shaky hand reloaded the rifle as the girl pulled back on the slide, loading the first round into the chamber of the rifle before letting the muzzle point down at the ground. Her eyes looked down to the creature next to her, it's once glowing eyes now dull and lifeless, at least the head was as it lay off to the side of the creature at an odd angle with a bullet hole in it's temple. The metal of the facility was cold as she sat against the wall, taking several breaths to calm herself. This isn't what she expected to be doing, to fight for her life against these aliens that seemed to be everywhere. Cautiously she peered around the corner of the wall her back was against, no movement save for the lazy spinning of a shadow of a ventilation fan in the ceiling.

"Sitting around isn't going to get us out of here anytime soon you know." Droned the mechanical voice inside her helmet, the girl let out a small scoff and pulled herself back around the corner, putting her head against the wall.

"It's not like I'm some solider you know. This is all getting to be too much."

"Would you rather be dead?"

"Anyone ever tell you that you're an asshole?" There was a pause before the ghost's voice came back a little indigently.

"I'm a Ghost, a highly sophisticated machine who just happened to also bring you back to life. Now I'm trying to help you get to safety, I think a little gratitude is deserved."

"I didn't ask to be brought back…" The girl muttered quietly. "How do you think I feel…"

Silence. The sounds of the rusted metal groaning against the wind and stress around them was the only sound before the girl stood slowly and lifted the rifle to her shoulder, looking down the sights as she turned the corner.

"Which way?"

"There's an ion drive signature in the hanger down the hall, it's faint but it could be our ticket out of here." She gave a small nod as her boot stepped over the corpse, making her way silently down the hall towards a set of loading bay doors. The metal was rusted in a half open position on one door while the other seemed to have been forced fully open as she crouched and carefully looked beyond. An object hung suspended from cables under an open rooftop that seemed to have been blown open than being originally open to the sky, it was the size of a small plane and shaped much the same.

"Is that it?"

"Yep, that's our ticket out of here."

"Looks like a piece of junk."

"I can make it work, don't worry." The Ghost reassured as she stepped under the door and into the impromptu hanger. The muzzle of the rifle swished back and forth as she scanned the hanger, nothing so far. As she neared the ship the Ghost materialized from wherever it had disappeared to, hovering up to the scrap of metal as it began to scan the ship.

"Well?"

"It's pretty beat up, and missing it's warp drive. Doesn't look like it will break orbit, but it should take us where we need to go for now." The girl gave a soft sigh, jumping when a sudden sound came from her left. A large dark hole was situated in the wall, an abandoned pipe of some kind that seemed to be a maintenance tunnel. She forced herself to take several breaths as she aimed her rifle at the tunnel, nothing but the heavy beating of her own heart and the sound of the wind moving past and against the building around her.

"Ghost?"

"Just a few more minutes." The mechanical voice said as he continued to go over the old ship. The girl took a step back from the tunnel entrance as the sound of metal scrabbling against concrete started to echo from within.

"Ghost."

"Almost there, don't worry." Glowing red eyes from the helmet of the alien sprung to life, moving slowly out of the tunnel, one of it's large arms gripping at the edge as two smaller ones dropped from the darkness of the ceiling above it. A screech like glass scraping against a chalkboard bellowed through the air followed by the sound of semiautomatic gunfire as the muzzle of the old rifle flashed to life. One of the smaller aliens fell quickly, her shots going wide as she aimed at the other before a large metal covered arm knocked her from her feet and sent her into a concrete pillar. Her shoulder screamed in pain, her eyes finding the problem quickly. A piece of rebar, once supporting the concrete, was now sticking out of her left shoulder coated in her blood.

A guttural laugh came from the helmet of the large alien that had thrown her, one of it's arms waving away the smaller dregs that came close, shouting out in it's language at them. The girl watched as it came close, then her shoulder screamed in pain as her neck was in one of it's hands, dragging her up as the rebar bent up with her shoulder. She pulled at it's arm feebly with one hand, feeling the breath start to leave her as it let out a hiss before a word came that she could understand.

"Weak."

The word came lowly, mockingly, and like a switch that triggered deep within herself came a force that seemed to burn at her very core. It spread through her body like fire, traveling through her veins like a river of lava seeking an exit. She gave it one. The creature howled in pain as it's arm burst into fire from her touch before being blown back by an explosive wave of heat and flames. She sagged down as the force holding her up vanished, grinding her teeth in pain as the rebar held her up by the shoulder. Feebly she tried to pull herself up with her other hand, her feet trying to find a place to stand to release some of the pain when the large creature began to stand again. It gave a roar of anger as the large barrel of it's gun was leveled to her chest.

"Got it!" The ship beside her sprung to life, detaching itself from the ceiling as it hovered up in front of the creature and drew it's attention. A burst came from the gun. scoring the side of the ship as the Ghost's voice filtered into her helmet. "I'm bringing you in, let's get out of here."

A tingling sensation rippled through her body as her vision became white before she found herself sitting before a glowing panel of buttons and small screens, a larger view screen depicting the image of the hanger and of the creatures shooting at the ship. The image changed as the rusted metal and bursts of gunfire gave way to blue skies, the steady hum of the engines around her taking over what remained of her senses.

"That was close, almost didn't make it." The Ghost turned from the view screen, looking over the state of the girl as she gripped feebly at her bleeding shoulder. "Oh…that's not good… Hey, stay with me. Wake up!"

It's voice fell on deaf ears as the girl's head lolled to the side and her arm slumped to her lap, letting herself fall into silence.

The first thing her body felt was the firm yet giving material of what she was laying upon, then her left eye was pried open and a penlight was blinked on, effectively blinding her. Groaning she twisted her head away, the hand going away as her shoulder throbbed dully in pain.

"Good to see you awake Guardian. You were pretty beat up when your ghost brought you in, how do you feel?" She blinked her eyes as the room came into focus, dull grey-white walls and what seemed to be medical equipment met her eyes as she looked around.

"Where..?" Her voice came out scratchy, the bed began to move and raise her into a sitting position as a dark skinned hand held out a small cup of water to her lips. She took a generous amount in, raising her hand to grasp at the plastic cup on her own before it was pulled back.

"Easy there, don't want to have too much at once. Small sips." The man's voice said softly, waiting for a moment to see if she could hold the cup on her own before taking his hand away. "You lost a fair amount of blood, and from what your Ghost has told me, it seems you have had a rather rude awakening."

"I didn't say that." Droned the mechanical voice of the Ghost as it floated into her view in front of the doctor who held up a hand in a soothing motion as he regarded the Ghost.

"You can not expect her to be able to rationalize everything immediately without any explanation. Seven hundred years is still a long time, even for us now." He turned back to the girl, sitting on the edge of the medical bed as he gave her his attention, speaking softly. "My name is Doctor Gregory Mendez, I was one of those on duty at the time when you came in with that shoulder of yours. I know it may not seem like it, but I want to let you know that you will be alright, and I will help you to the best of my abilities to understand where you are now."

The girl gave a nod of understanding and he smiled warmly at her as she took another sip of water and cleared her throat. "Good, may I ask your name Guardian?"

"Freya. Freya Sinclair." Doctor Mendez gave a small nod, scribbling something down on a pad that was in his hand.

"Good, you remember. That's one step in helping new Guardians to cope with the stresses of coming back around."

"Coming back around? Is that your interpretation of being brought back to life, or just a witty comment." Freya replied bitterly, the doctor raising an eyebrow at her tone before he crossed his hands over the pad on his lap and looked to her.

"I apologize if I have offended you. I understand it must be tough to be brought back into all of this, I know of several guardians who have also been brought back in such a manner. All I can say is that you have to find some way to cope. If you wish to be bitter then that is your decision, but regardless of your feeling, you were brought back for a reason." She looked away from Doctor Mendez, the room growing silent save for the slight whirring and clicking of the Ghost as it's shell spun around it's core as it looked between the doctor and Freya. The doctor gave a sigh, standing from the bed as he walked around her bed towards the door. "I'll leave you two alone then for now. You should be ready to go within a day or two, I'll have a nurse bring you something to eat shortly. Don't feel upset if you can't keep it down, I know it won't be five star, but it's better than nothing after all this time."

Freya gave a small nod, her fingers gripping the plastic cup in her hand as she continued to look away. Doctor Mendez gave a nod in return, the automatic door hissing shut behind him as he stepped from the room. The Ghost hovered in front of Freya, it's blue eye looking over her pale skin and short black hair that stopped just below her chin. Faded green eyes looked up at it shortly after, and it had the decency to look concerned as much as it can.

"So…What do you want to know?"