HELLO! And welcome to my first Destiny fanfic! I hope to learn more about the game as I go, so if anything is wrong, please don't hesitate to let me know! I don't hate on constructive criticism. I hope you all find my story well-written! Please enjoy!

Teira's older brother was KIA as a Guardian, and she wants nothing more than to walk in his footsteps. However, one good deed could change the entire tide of the war when she earns the trust of a small but strong House of the Fallen. She could put an end to the war between the humans and the Fallen. Or start an entire new war with those who refuse to accept this change. (Plot in Progress)

Earth had been an amazing planet that once thrived with life and technology that the humans had created. It was a thing of beauty and even through hardships, the human race had lived comfortably. Three men had been sent to Mars for the first time. Technology was on a heavily rizing path that led the race to their future.

Then the Traveler appeared. The news reports came in endless streams of the white orb that hovered extremely close to Mars. Everyone was amazed and even frightened by the thing.

Those who were scared, were rightfully so. They were the only ones who were prepared when the darkness attacked. Years of war passed. Millions were slaughtered in the first half-year. To humanity, it seemed that they were doomed to extinction. This was the fall of the Golden Age. However, when all hope seemed lost, the white orb descended onto the aliens and saved humanity to boot. Its light, however, was fading, and as it died, it sent upon humanity the Ghosts. These small machines act as companions to the Guardians, who risk their lives to fight against the darkness that looms once again.

"If you keep staring at that book any longer, you'll turn into a book yourself."

Teira glanced up and brushed some red-brown hair from her eyes as she glared at the woman in front of her. The older woman folded her arms as she leaned against the doorway to her daughter's room. Then she reached out and flipped on the main light, causing the girl to squint and sheild her eyes. The light revealed a plain room with light blue walls and a bed sat in the far left corner by a large window that overlooked the lower levels of the city, and the lower hemisphere of the Traveler. In the far right corner of the room, a teenage girl sat in a chair, a lamp to her left on a side table and a book resting in her lap.

"Mom, if I'm going to be a Guardian, I have to know everything there is to know about the Traveler!" She hissed.

"Yes, but staying up reading the same book over and over again until near midnight is not what Guardians would do."

"I know. Guardians can go days without sleep! I'm training myself for that!" The teenager argued.

"Tei, you're sixteen. You have many years before you will even be able to go into the Tower. For now, I need your help to run the shop. The bread and cakes won't make themselves you know. Besides, there are plenty of Guardians up there for now anyway."

"Why are you so against me being a Guardian mom?! Is it because Brandon was killed?!" Teira jabbed, suddenly standing from her black leather chair.

Her mother fell silent, her face falling, and Teira felt her face fall as well at the memory of learning of her brothers death. She had been close with her brother before his death. He had been twenty when he departed for the Tower to meet with the Speaker. He was twenty-three when he died. She remembered two people, a war-torn Exo Titan and a beautiful Awoken warlock had handed her brothers cape, folded neatly so that the golden wolf head faced up, to her mother. They had stayed for dinner that night and shared stories of her brothers bravery by the fireplace. The Awoken woman had burst into tears when she explained that she and Brandon were to be married. The event occured nearly four years ago. The teen folded her arms and closed her eyes, a psychological defense against the sting of the memories. A moment passed and she heard her mother sigh sorrowfully.

"I just don't want to lose you too. You're the only one I have left Tei... But I won't stop you from following your dream of defending our home."

Teira looked up just in time to see her mother leave the room. The girl stood there, dusky green eyes staring out into the bathroom that sat across the hallway. The mirror on the opposite side gave her a clear view of her form. She was thin, but not too thin. Her hair was shoulder length and cut into a layered style that added to her tomboyish gait. Her skin was light in color and she wore a black t-shirt with a white orb in the center of her chest. This represented the traveler.

She sighed and fell back into her chair, then ran a hand through her messy hair. She looked down at the book, having been tossed from her lap onto the floor. It laid open to a page of three people, two men and a woman. The first Guardians. Her eyes flicked up to her bed and back to the book before she reached down with a sigh, took the book, closed it, and placed it neatly on her desk before she walked to her bed and rested her head on her pillow. She closed her eyes and drifted off into a short slumber.

Three Years Later...

"Teira, are you sure this is a good idea?"

"Of course it is! I know I saw it up here somewhere!"

A gloved hand gripped onto a jut in one of the red cliffs of Old Russia. Then a masked figure grunted as she hoisted herself over the edge. Her mask was bright blue in color that matched the dark blue and white of her armor. A tattered and slightly torn white and gold cape hung from around her neck as she climbed further up.

Several yards below, a heavily armored Exo stood with his arms crossed. His optics, glowing red in color, rolled in exasperation. He wore black and orange armor fitted for the Titan class, although he kept a sharp knife in a pocket in his pants, just in case.

"If you fall, I can't promise I'll catch you."

Teira turned her arm around, paused, and lifted her middle finger.

"You'll be the one missing out on the loot, Seraph." She laughed as she climbed higher. "Almost there!"

She grunted as she lifted herself up onto a flat jut in the cliff and she was able to stand. She dusted her attire off and glanced around, finally laying her eyes on a sliver and green chest in the shadows of the cliff. She cried out in glee and bounded toward it before she came skidding to a halt and fell to her knees as she put her fingers underneath the lid. Then she lifted the case up, grinning under her helmet.

Seraph sighed, his eyes scanning the area warily. They were in fallen Territory, which to a certain ninteen year old girl, was a land full of riches. Or so she hoped at least. He had to admit, she kept her family well fed with the money she obtained and earned from selling the armor to others who wanted it.

She had no idea what to do with the emgrams. However, that was why he was here.

If he was capable of smiling, he would have. The memory of how the two met still in his memory core. He had caught the girl, only seventeen at the time, trying to sneak into the Tower uninvited. He had told her that even though the darkness couldn't touch it, the Tower was still dangerous. She argued, and fought when he attempted to detain her and escort her home. He still kept the dent in his chest as a friendly reminder of how strong she really could be. It was a pity she wished to be in the Hunter class. She would have made an outstanding Titan.

Later he learned that she had been trying to take a box full of emgrams to the Tower to ask what she could do with them. A problem he easily took care of.

He looked up as he saw his friend peek over the edge of the cliff, grinning widely, before she tossed down a green orb. He caught it and stuffed it into a bag with two other white orbs.

"That's three in one day. Two more and it'll be a new record." He grunted as she began her climb down.

"I know. Which is why I'd love to stay out a little longer to search." She began.

"You know your mother would not agree to letting you stay out here past sunset." Seraph interrupted.

"You're with me, what should I have to worry about?" Teira chuckled as she stepped down onto another small crease, only to have it crumble and she yelped as she went tumbling down-

Straight into two robotic arms.

She sighed as her friend set her on the ground. Then she grinned at him as he gave her a scrutinizing glare. She then cleared her throat and held up her prize: A set of gauntlets and a hand cannon.

"These will sell nicely." She commented.

"We should get back to the city soon. The sun will start setting in an hour."

"Yeah, I know..." Teira sighed as she tucked her items away in her bag. "So when are you gonna take me to the Tower?"

"When is your twentieth birthday?"

Her face dropped. "Seven months.."

"I'll take you then."

"But that's seven months away!"

"If I take you any other day, it won't be as special. Besides, I have nothing else to give you for your birthday." Seraph retorted with a shrug before he pulled out his Ghost and called his ship.

Teira snorted and crossed her arms. "You're such a jerk.." Then she smiled softly. "But thanks. I'm glad you want to do something special for me on my birthday."

Seraph wished he could smile, however he just patted her shoulder as the ship came into view.

"Lets get you home, kid."

And that's the first chapter! Sorry if you found it short, but I assure you that the chapters will get longer as I continue to write. All reviews are welcome! Thank you for reading, and I hope you all have a good day/evening!