———————————————————————————————————— Antarctica, Earth, Present Day ———————————————————————————————————— A ghost flew across the cold landscape of the Arctic, it’s shell was covered in little flakes of snow. The gist went about, scanning piles of snow for any signs of life, it had travelled for weeks if not months searching for a Guardian. The whole entire area was covered in a hailstorm, you could only see so far ahead of you. The hail blocked out the Sun and made it hard and uncomfortable to move any long distances. The ghost finally saw something in the distance, a camp, it rushed towards it, hoping to find anyone there. The ghost scanned the area, there was someone here, it then decided to search the tents. ———————————————————————————————————— There were only three tents in the area, a dark green one, a light orange one, and a gray one. The dark green one had nothing in it, or at least nothing alive. The the light orange one was up next, and it too held no lifeforms inside. Then there was the gray one, the ghost went inside, it lit up the area revealing a parka, and a corpse beside it. The corpse‘s eyes slowly opened, it tried to stand only to fall back down on the floor. “You are being resurrected.“ The ghost said ”Please do not resist.” It continued The corpse just stared blankly at it, confused at what was going on. “Who are you? And where are we? And who am I?” The corpse asked “I am your ghost, call me whatever you like.” The ghost responded The corpse finally managed to stand, it picked up the parka and put it on. “That is much better, seeing as we are in Antarctica after all.” The ghost said The corpse walked out of the tent and looked at the handwriting on the side of it. “Whatcha looking at Guardian?” The ghost asked ———————————————————————————————————— The corpse just stared at the sign, the ghost decided to take a look, and there on the side of the tent was a symbol, the ghost recognized it immediately. “Fallen! We have to leave, right now!” The ghost shrieked The corpse followed after it, and the two of them ran as fast as they could. Away from the now Fallen infested campsite. Two Fallen Skiffs flew overhead and a crew of Fallen jumped out of them. Just a minute later 13 more Skiffs appeared, one of them was carrying a Walker. “We’re surrounded, well this is just great.” The ghost said Then a Fallen Captain stepped towards them, he then asked them a question in perfect English. “Why are you here, in our territory?” The Captain asked Neither the ghost nor the corpse responded, they were both paralyzed with fear. “I see that you are not armed at all, I will call off my men. I am Feriski, Kell of House Winter.” Feriski said. “Now why would you be so nice to us in the first place?” The ghost asked “I pity Guardians, you are very much like us, just trying to survive.” Ferisiki replied ———————————————————————————————————— Just then a Fallen Walker started moving towards them, it was heavily modified. Yet where the head should have been there was a cockpit, and a Fallen Vandal sitting inside it. Feriski muttered to himself before running at the Walker. Both the ghost and the corpse began running away from the Walker, the corpse tripped on a rock and fell face first into the snow. Something fell out of one of the pockets of his parka. The corpse went to examine what had fallen, and there, in the snow, was an ID card. The corpse picked it up and continued running until he got the edge of a cliff. They were out of options, and the Walker was getting closer. Feriski ran over towards them, he was heavily wounded, the ghost managed to heal him with no issue. The three of them debated about what they should do next, despite their options being close to none. Then they heard a loud rumble behind them, and a Ketch flew into view. The Walker stopped at the sight of the Ketch, then it began to break off it’s legs. The cannon on top of the Walker expanded as rocket launchers appeared on the sides of Walker. “That’s a Siege Cannon if I’ve ever seen one.” The ghost shrieked “I always knew that Skuris would betray me, I should have never given him the position of Archon.” Feriski said ———————————————————————————————————— Then the Siege Cannon opened fire on the Ketch, and it didn’t even make a dent. Someone transmatted onto the field, and in front of the Cannon. His armor was sleek black with tubes and outlines of red along it’s exterior. Then in a flash of lightning he summoned his Arc Staff and threw it at the cockpit of the Cannon. Skuris then decided to make a run for it, yet that was a poor decision on his part. When Skuris exited the cockpit he started to choke, he felt his Ether start to leave his body. Then Skuris fell to the floor, he was dead, his Ether was completely sucked out of him. Then the man turned to face the three of them, Feriski addressed him to the other two. “This here is Rulis Lannister, a friend of ours, he goes on supply runs for us.” Feriski said Rulis then led the ghost and the corpse to his Ketch, and the three of them flew away towards the City. Feriski waved goodbye to the three of them and went to join the rest of his House and tell them the news. ———————————————————————————————————— [spoiler]The reason why the guardian is called corpse is to demonstrate how weak he is now, the ghost’s name is Winter, and the Guardian’s name is Ûron Mori.[/spoiler]