Ronin was a student at the Ishtar Academy on Venus. But he was always...different. While the rest of the students studied their subjects and investigated the ancient ruins, Ronin was listening to certain transmissions that he heard from space. It was a series of clicks that he could not understand. When he told his professors, they waved him aside and told him to forget about it. But he kept trying to research it, trying to figure out what was making it and what it meant. But he never could find out what it was. What it meant. Until one fateful day. Without warning, alien ships filled the sky and touched down on the ground. Creatures later known to be Fallen invaded the academy, and Ronin finally knew what made those transmissions. He looked around in panic for a weapon. He saw a small knife in arms reach. As he grabbed it, he also noticed a staff sitting in the corner. He grabbed that as well before running out. He saw a girl a little younger than he was running away from a few dregs. Ronin came in from the side and stabbed a drag in the chest. It cried in pain as it dropped to the ground. But Ronin didnt have time to grab the knife before the next drag was upon him. [i]This is the end of part 1 of Ronins origin. It will be one of two origin stories. I dont want it going too long so I'll cut it here. If you have any opinions or constructive criticism, I'll be happy to accept it. Any hate will be ignored.[/i] Link to next part: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/251505306/0/0