"We should arriving at Venus in 20 seconds" said Zula's ghost. It hovered next to her head, in the cockpit of the "Cloud Errant" class jumpship, which, like its owner, had seen many battles.
Zula was a veteran Titan Defender, having fought in the battle of the Twilight Gap, her Wards of Dawn shielded many Guardians during the conflict. She had dark skin, white hair, a doll's face, and the body of a truck. In fact, many mistake her for a man when she's in armor. "Alright, are we meeting anyone there?" asked Zula, as she started tying her hair into a ponytail.
"No, the Cryptarchs sent 2 warlocks to investigate Ishtar Academy, and they have yet to return. Venus has been known to be sprawling with Vex activity, and they have not been heard from for 2 days." Said Zula's Ghost.
The Vex are a diabolical race, neither organic, nor machine. They operate in unison, directed by a single unfathomable purpose. They are an evil so evil, it despises other evil…
"Well, what'd they expect, they sent two bookworms to a library. They're sending me to babysit!" fumed Zula.
"I admire your optimism, hopefully, that will be the case. The Vex are merciless." Zula's Ghost paused "We're here" said the Ghost, as the bronze planet came into view. Before the Golden Age, Venus was a harsh, uninhabitable environment. That all changed upon the discovery of the Traveler, a mysterious construct the size of a small moon, made many of Earth's neighboring planets hospitable, as they flourished with new ecosystems. No one knows if there are more like the Traveler, but when it ushered in a new era of light, the darkness soon followed. The traveler sacrificed itself during the Great Collapse, it's husk, now watching over the Tower in Old Russia, on Earth.
Zula's "Cloud Errant" entered Venus' orbit, it only took mere seconds to arrive at the ruins of Ishtar, a once flourishing populous, lost to the Collapse.
"I see two jumpships…think it might be theirs?" inquired Zula, as she peered out her window, her ship slowly hovering towards a large building, laden with many glass stained glass windows, making it appear like a church.
"I'll have to scan it to be sure. Bring us in." said the Ghost.
Zula landed the ship parallel to the two jumpships, parked right outside Ishtar Academy. Zula approached the two ships, and examined the one that looked particularly beaten up.
"I've seen this rustbucket before…" Zula said, as she knocked on the ship's hull.
"The Arcadia Class jumpship is registered to warlock Sagan_7."
"Sagan_7? Ahh hell." Muttered Zula.
"You know this warlock?"
"Yeah, he was an old war buddy. Would've died 7 times weren't for me." She looked at the other jumpship. "What about this ship, it belong to the other one?" she asked.
"Yes, the Javelin 34-6 is registered to Stall the Awoken, he is Sagan's student." Said the Ghost.
Zula laughed
"Poor kid."
"Sagan_7 is actually a very well respected in the Warlock order, he's said to be a master on all topics." Said her Ghost.
"Well good for him…" Zula loaded her scout rifle, and walked to the entrance of Ishtar Academy. "It's his butt that needs saving regardless."