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a-space-wizard1330 · 10 days ago

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(This is a page dedicated to the Guardian, Apollo-13, and his Ghost, Asclepius, who belong to @kellofqueers)

[If you wish to add me on Destiny, my username is: A Space Wizard#1330]

Greetings, I have seen a few of my fellow Guardians make a "blog" here.

I have no idea what a blog is, but I saw that the Hunter Vanguard, along with some of my fellow Guardians, have one and decided to attempt interacting here.

You can ask me or Asclepius anything you want, and we will attempt to answer.

(🌕:Apollo-13, 🌑:Asclepius)

Apollo-13 (with and without helmet)

Asclepius

✨silly little lore things✨

these are completely optional reads, but provide context for certain conversations

Apollo-13's life before being a Guardian

Apollo-13 was a welder for Clovis Bray, although he had the capability and knowledge to be in larger roles, they kept him there because he was involved in too many workplace "accidents".

Nearly every single reset was because Clovis Bray needed to cover up the inhumane durability tests they performed at the expense of Apollo-13 and many other exos like him;the only resets that weren't performed because of his involvement with durability tests, resets 7 and 4, were due to him discovering the files that documented the results of the experiments along with other things.

Now you might be asking something along the lines of: "Hey waitaminute, didn't Clovis Bray have access to technology that allowed them to pretty much instantly make buildings?" and yes, they did! The reason why Apollo-13 and his "co-workers" were doing their jobs at all was because Clovis Bray kept them completely unaware of the outside world, the knowledge of this is what I meant when I said other things, and had them live on-site. The most exposure that they got to the outside world was music, but that was simply because everyone was issued a device similar to a Sony Walkman to listen to while they worked. The reason that they were provided with said device was because experiments showed that listening to music boosted productivity when working a hands-on job. However, all the music the "workers" had access to was all pre-Golden Age.

The reason why Apollo-13 was a subject in this experiment in the first place was because, when he was a human, he worked at the very top of Clovis Bray's Biology department. However, he inhaled dangerous spores from an experimental plant that they were developing. He opted to have his mind implanted into an Exo, on the condition that he be named Apollo. The reason why he decided to name himself Apollo is due to his extreme fascination with Greek mythology and he wanted to make further developments in medicine, like the god Apollo did, when he became an Exo.

Unfortunately, he was placed carelessly into the experiments for pain aptitude and extreme labor hours.

During the Collapse, Apollo-13 was on the job site welding metal support beams together while listening to his favorite song, Huey Lewis and The News' song "Hip To Be Square", when the whole facility began to shake from the invasion of the Witness and the Black Fleet. Unfortunately, Apollo-13 couldn't escape from the facility because the earthquake caused his blowtorch to weld his fingers to the beams he was welding together. Due to this, he was crushed because the facility fell apart and he couldn't escape.

Asclepius' journey to find Apollo-13

A nameless Ghost awoke, freshly born from the Traveler's Light, adjusting his vision to the world around him and he heard a voice, that of Apollo-13's, that said only two words: "My son..."

The Ghost knew that the message was from the Traveler, but that the voice was that of his Guardian. As is usual for most Ghosts, he didn't know where to find his Guardian but he knew he had to try...

A few years into his journey, the Ghost was scanning through documents in a Clovis Bray facility when he noticed a name that stood out...

"Apollo-13..?" the Ghost asked himself quietly. Fortunately, there was an audio log attached to the file. It consisted of Apollo-13 singing his favorite song while welding.

The shell of the small floating machine flared out in excitement as he combed through his memories and listened to the message from the Traveler. "My son..." emanated from him, the Ghost quickly played the audio log attached to the file once again and almost screamed in joy when he realized the voices were the same, just different in tone. He quickly looked through the file for the location of the facility that the audio log was from, and immediately began making his way to it in the hopes that the body of his Guardian was still there.

It took the Ghost another two years to reach the collapsed facility, but he eventually did find it. He floated through the rubble looking for anything that would lead him to his Guardian, not expecting to find him laying there under a pile of rubble.

The Ghost quickly floated over to the Exo and resurrected it, a small moan emanating from his mouth as a burst of Light flowed through it and cleared any rubble covering it...

The first words Apollo-13 said as he rose from the dead were: "My son..."

The Ghost quickly read the name tag on his Guardian's burnt jumpsuit, and named himself Asclepius. He had prior knowledge of Greek mythology from reading some burned out books in a few libraries while searching for his Guardian.

How Apollo-13 knows about his life before being a Guardian

After being resurrected, Asclepius explained to Apollo-13 all the basics of Light, how to weld it, what the Traveler is, and that they needed to go to the a place called Last City. Apollo-13 nodded along, not understanding a single thing that this strange machine was saying to him but also understanding that he spoke only the truth.

After the lengthy explanation of why he was risen from the dead, Apollo-13 asked Asclepius where they were and if they could find out what his previous life was like.

Fortunately for the newly raised Exo, Asclepius had the ability to interface with just about any technology that exists. The Ghost lead him to the dilapidated office/observation room of the facility and began scanning through the computers that were scattered throughout the room. He found one that contained the entire life history of Apollo-13, even his life before becoming an Exo, and forced the centuries old computer to rise from the grave like his Guardian had. Apollo-13 began to read through his file, a strange sense of familiarity everpresent in his bones...

After spending about a week relearning himself, and even some things he wasn't aware of in his previous life, he sat on the ground and wept. He wept for the stranger who's body he was in. He wept for the brilliant mind who was forced to perform tasks that could be done in seconds by technology. He wept for the man who's body he was in, and regretted everything that ever happened to him. He cried for a week, becoming so distraught by the corruption and disgusting nature of the corporation who made the body he lives in. If it weren't for the presence of Asclepius, the New Light would've snuffed himself out like a candle lit in a rainstorm.

The journey to the Last City

After the Mourning, the name that Apollo-13 and Asclepius gave to that horrible week, the two of them set off towards the Last City. They crossed through swamps and deserts, lands that before the Collapse would've looked beautiful but now resemble a trampled ant hill on a rainy day. They reached the Panama Ravine, joining a small caravan that was headed to the same place they were. Apollo-13 refused food and drink from the people who he walked with, and never slept either. He was like a saint to these people, a gift sent from the Traveler to lead them to their home. They were only ambushed by Eliksni twice, the first was an etherbath for the poor Eliksni who dared lay a finger on those who traveled with Apollo-13 and Asclepius. The second ambush was much larger in size, as the Eliksni had brought a walker with them to attempt to destroy the New Light. This was the worst and last decision those poor Eliksni would ever make. Although Apollo-13 was a New Light, he trained while he traveled, before he joined the caravan of course, and knew how to rend the lines between realites apart and make them his weapons. He tried to tell the Eliksni to surrender, but they refused to listen. The last thing many of the foolish Eliksni saw was a flash of purple darting from one fallen comrade to another, before it eventually reached them.

After the carnage, Apollo-13 collapsed. He slept for a whole day, small sparks of Void energy occasionally leaping off his body. Once he awoke, he apologized to the caravan for having such an outburst. His apology was met with laughter, but not of a mocking nature. They held a small bonfire that night, celebrating the Guardian who had saved them from certain death.

The next morning, the caravan awoke to Apollo-13 covered in armor scavenged from the Eliksni he had destroyed along with the swords of the captain that led the ambush.

"I have made a gift for you, please take it."

He stepped aside and revealed a new transport cart, made from the Walker that tried to eliminate them.

"None shall touch you while you have this around, I left a single survivor on purpose. He will tell of the Guardian who disintegrated his allies and forged a ship from their machine. If any of them see you, then they will see this and leave you be."

The caravan cheered, but some noticed something was wrong with their savior's expression...

"Please understand that what I am about to say is not because I think little of all of you, I will be ever grateful for the help each of you provided me, but..." He steadied himself, looking at the small crowd in front of him "I am leaving to travel on my own. This is for the safety of each of you. My Light is volatile, I know not how to control it, and I would never forgive myself if any of you were harmed because of that." He begins crying gently, tears rolling off his chassis and onto the sandy ground of the Ravine "That is why I have built this machine for you, so that you may stay safe without me."

The caravan joined Apollo-13 in weeping, but each of them understood why he was leaving. Each of the members gave him gifts, be it small portions of food or canteens of water. Those gifts meant everything to him, but none were as important as the gift he received from a young girl.

She had given Apollo-13 her favorite doll, and asked him to keep it safe for her. He promised to keep the priceless doll safe, and was met with a hug from the girl.

After he hung the doll from his belt, he set off towards the distant horizon facing the Traveler as he went...

The rest of his journey was rather uneventful, all things considered. He was never ambushed due to the presence of a Captain's blades upon his back, and he never reached the last of his supplies due to rationing...

Why Asclepius' shell is special

Fast-forward to the time of the Witch Queen expansion, and Apollo-13 and Asclepius are the best of friends. They were sent to the Throne World to deal with Savathūn and her Lucent Hive, but were often sidetracked by exploring the crashed Pyramid Ship.

However, this would prove to be a near-fatal mistake for both of them...

On one fateful expedition into the Pyramid Ship to clear out a large Scorn nest that was forming, the two of them weren't paying attention and Asclepius was suddenly struck with a slash of Resonance energy that split his shell in two and damaged some internal components.

All the sudden, a Tormentor emerged from the shadows to deal the killing blow on the Guardian who kept trespassing on a sacred ship of the Black Fleet.

Unfortunately for this Tormentor, Apollo-13 was pissed and all his anger was directed at the creature of Darkness...

Apollo-13 knew that he had to do something, and so he reached deep within himself and unleashed a Chaos Reach so potent and powerful that it turned the walls surrounding the Tormentor to nothing but ash, sparking with residual Arc light.

This, fortunately, was enough to kill the Tormentor and leave some of his body intact, minus the smoking hole in his chest of course.

"Apollo..." cried Asclepius, weak and dying from the damage.

"Asclepius, please don't die..." Apollo began to weep, holding his Ghost within his cupped hands

His mind began racing with ideas on how to fix Asclepius' shell when suddenly he heard the wall of the Pyramid Ship begin to repair itself automatically...

"Asclepius, I'm sorry but this is the only way..."

Apollo-13 quickly ran towards the wall, clutching Asclepius in his hands, as he felt his Light fading. He began frantically grabbing at pieces of the wall and used a blade made of Solar Light to carve them into pieces.

"Oh Traveler, please forgive me!"

Apollo-13 held Asclepius in one hand and the carved wall bits in the other and ran towards a small well of Resonance energy.

He began frantically trying to channel the energy, fortunately he already had experience channeling Darkness from his ventures on Europa with Elsie Bray and Variks.

He encased Asclepius' core in blinding Light and then a layer of Resonance, placing the carved wall bits on either side of him so the energy would have somewhere to flow to.

"Apollo... I think you did it..."

Asclepius slowly floated out of Apollo-13's hands, trying to focus his vision but failing

"My eye is broken, I can't see!" Asclepius began frantically panicking, trying to look at his Guardian but failing to

"Calm down Asclepius, I have an idea."

Apollo rose to his feet and walked towards the Tormentor he had killed, and ripped his eye out. He gathered more bits of the wall and carved once more, now making a lens for Asclepius to see with.

Apollo-13 carefully placed the part with the lens on it on top of Asclepius and stepped back cautiously...

🌕 "Well, how is it..?"

🌑 "I... I can see again! Apollo, you're the best Guardian ever."

🌕 "You do realize that I just broke several Vanguard laws about utilizing Darkness, correct?"

The two of them stared at eachother blankly, before bursting out laughing. Asclepius returned to Apollo-13's side, and they left the Pyramid Ship and vowed never to return. Unless Ikora told them to.

More lore to be added later...

If you've gotten to this point, I just wanna say thank you. I really appreciate you being so invested in my Guardian and Ghost's story that you read what is essentially just really complicated fanfic.

Stay tuned, I will add lore here when I feel like it!

Extra bits

Asclepius' shell before the Pyramid incident