I know I said I would only do like two stories at a time but I really wanted to get started on this one. Don't judge. Three actually works with my schedule pretty well. Here we go.

The small beings of light floated as a pack through the cold air of Russia. The weather was clear and the sun out yet there was still a cold bite to the air. They were beings of the light so they took no notice. They were on a mission in a very dangerous place. The first one was white as most are, though it's 'eye' was red and it had two spikes with red lines coming from it's backside. The second was black and smaller than the other two. It had white 'eyes' instead of a normal blue. It seemed to be the most cautious as it scanned it's surroundings non-stop. The third one was the biggest of the three. It was grey, fitting in with the color pallet it's 'brothers' sported. The segments on it were bigger and looked like armor. This one had blue eyes and seemed to carry itself with a sense of honor.

"We're almost there." The first one said in a bland tone that all of them shared.

"No hostiles spotted yet." The second spoke quietly with a similar voice. The third said nothing but just looked at the hundreds of bodies scattered on the road they traveled along.

"The darkness will pay." It finally spoke as it continued. The three came to a silver car that was mostly red with rust after hundreds of years of being left out in the harsh terrain of Russia without any care. They scanned a body each and turned to each other.

"Found them." They started the rebuilding process on the skeletons of the three dead bodies that lay in the car. The bones reattached, and were almost cleaned and ligaments formed. The rest was very quick. Muscle was reformed along with organs. Then the skin and other organs.

One had pale skin and brown hair and similarly colored eyes. Height approximately 5'8". Scar running from his middle forehead to his bottom left cheek. Skinny to the point where it was concerning. He was well fit and seemed to have power despite his size. Human.

The second was a pale almost transparent white with grey eyes. Bald. No scars or blemishes to boot. Built normally without being too big or too small. But fit and with muscles ready for battle. Awoken.

They were all flesh and bone except for the one the big one who was rebuilding with bolts, gears, and other mechanical parts. The parts came together with clanks and groans as the ancient pieces were put back and restored. Grey paint was along him and he had red stripes running down his face with a white horn of sorts on his upper head. On his forehead below the horn was a piece of metal that had hinges on it that could fold. His 'eyes' were a piercing red. He was bulky and strong. Exo.

The two beings of flesh took their first breathes for the first time in hundreds of years while the Exo adjusted his settings for the sudden intake of light. They all slowly sat up and looked at each other. The Awoken started laughing.

"What the fuck just happened?" The Exo was the first one to stand and scan the area.

"If my analysis is correct..." The human cringed.

"I thought we made it so he wouldn't talk like that any more."

"Shit hit the fan." They all started laughing and the human pointed at the Exo.

"Ok, you got me, Slade." Slade. The name his companions gave him instead of his programming which consisted of numbers. He forgot them long ago. He was the first Exo to be made to have feelings and, for lack of better words, live. He bent down and heaved the smaller human up and steadied him while he got his bearings.

"You ok, Jack?" Jack, trained in the military young and was an expert at silent assassination. He's also pretty damned good with knifes. He ditched the military and became a rogue when the first enemies of the Traveler appeared, not wanting to be thrown at a new enemy and have his life wasted. The Awoken got to his feet, groaning.

"Leave the Awoken to himself? Racist bastards." The Exo slapped the Awoken's back causing him to bend forward and grunt.

"Careful big man."

"Sorry, Laz" Laz, or Lazarus as his full name, was an Awoken who had been part of the guard of the Queen of the Reef. Her head, and most talented, warrior. He found their petty problems a waste of his time so he left. He never looked back.

All three had met by chance. They had gone to a bar where they had their own reasons for being there. Lazarus wanted nothing more than to enjoy a drink, while Jack had just wanted to get, as he said when he was drunk, "Fuck bitches, get money!" Slade was still programmed to follow orders and was sent to kill Jack for deserting the army. When Slade had come up and tried to shoot him Lazarus had stopped him and dissabled the Exo. But, not before destroying half the bar and knocking Jack out cold. The owner had told Lazarus that he had to deal with the both of them.

Lazarus put them in his car and drove them home. He was never a fan of how the Exos were treated so he rewired the misguided Exo while he was out. Jack had woken up with a hang over and wanted to help. He didn't have any love for the military and was actually very agreeable when he wasn't drunk. Something that didn't seem to happen very much. Whenever he was asked why he was almost always drinking he would reply with a simple phrase.

"The life of a soldier has many risks. This is one of them, and a burden I must bear." Lazarus knew it was bullshit but didn't argue with the human knowing fully well that he was well trained. They fixed the Exo and when he woke up he was like a child in a mans body to say the least. He had zero grasp of social terms, much to the entertainment of Jack, and didn't understand much. They ended up becoming friends and Lazarus had Slade stay with him seeing as the Exo couldn't return to the military but had absolutely no skill in any field so throwing him out and into the world was just a disaster waiting to happen.

The three had started to hang out and when the Darkness started to close in on Earth the three of them had started to train to become powerful to defend and survive. They were there when the Vanguard first became a thing and started training as different classes.

Jack a Hunter who was the Blade Dancer subclass. He enjoyed staying back and using his sniper to great effect, pulling off perfect head shots with ease and throwing knifes hundreds of feet and hitting the target spot on. When he had to get close he used his scout rifle to preform quick, lethal shots. When he was done dealing with the enemy he pulled out his main knife and turned everything into squishy piles that made it look like they went through a blender.

Lazarus a Warlock of exceptional skill. He was the Void Walker subclass but what made him deadly was the fact that he could revive himself from death like that of a Sunsinger subclass. He enjoyed the nice quick punishment of auto rifles and was very deadly when he got his hands on a fusion rifle.

Slade was a Titan who, despite his childish actions at times, was the strongest of all of them. He was the Striker subclass and when he decided something was to die, it did. He was an expert with pulse rifles and could fire a deadly burst at one and quickly switch to another target with a deadlier blast. When things got a little too close for comfort he pulled out his shotgun and left only pieces of his enemies.

As a team they were even more deadly as they performed team attacks, whether it be Slade launching Jack up so he could deliver a quick sniper shot to an opponents head, or Lazarus imbueing Slade with the power of a sunsinger giving him unbreakable skin and armor as well as even more strength than he already had with speed added in to the fray. They were the talk of the Vanguard and were feared and respected by everyone. They came to them for advice and training, which they galdly gave, while doing missions on other planets to help keep the Darkness back. But, a team of three could only do so much. When Earth was invaded they were the front line of defense and slayed thousands of the enemies. In the end it wasn't enough and they all fell together as brothers in arms. They lived as legends for people to try and follow in their steps. The three faced the small machines of sorts.

"Who are you?" Lazarus asked them confused. Are they new forms of the Darkness? The one with the spikes and red stripes came forward and almost nodded.

"We're Ghosts. Now we're your Ghosts. We've been trying to find you three for a long time." The three ancient war men looked at the and each Ghost went to the respective one. The white one with the spikes went to Lazarus. The black one went to Jack, while the grey, bulky one went to Slade. Each Ghost went inside of the men and fused themselves to the warriors.

"Woah buddy. At least ask me out to dinner first." Lazarus shot Jack a glance that told him to shut up. Jack just playfully shrugged and wiggled a little.

"Ah, that tickles."

"Sorry." The voice rang out.

"We're still here. You three have been dead for a long time so you're going to see some things you won't understand." There was a roar and the three reached for their weapons that they didn't have.

"Fallen are closing in on us. We need to move." The three had some basic armor appear around them that was worn and tattered. All simple and useless in most fights. Each to their respective color. Lazarus white, Slade grey, and Jack black. The displays on their hemets popped up and pointed them towards the big structure that stood before them. They knew what to do and took off towards it as to get out of the open. They reached the inside and knew exactly where they were. They all had the same idea.

"Where's our gear?" The three Ghosts appeared in front of them and exchanged glances before turning back to the three men.

"They were taken by the Fallen and are stashed nearby. We need to leave." The Ghosts started to head to the left while the three men went to the right. The Ghosts stopped and turned to them.

"What are you doing?" Lazarus turned to the beings of light.

"Getting our gear back."

"But it's dangerous." The three men ignored them and Jack sent his middle fingers up into the air.

"Danger is my middle name."

"I thought it was Daniels."

"Shut up Slade." The Ghosts let out some sighs and started to follow the men. They went in front of them and they stopped.

"We'll help you get your gear back but then you have to listen to us." The three men looked at each other then back to the machines.

"Deal." Lazarus spoke for them. In their group of three he was the leader of them. He kept a calm head and always had a plan. Jack was the weapons specialist and resident loud mouth. If something needed to be destroyed then he was the man you called. Slade was the walking tank as well as the brains which was very interesting and contridicting. Given enough time he could hack anything. Which was funny seeing as he never understood social terms or anything like that. He was like a six year old who happened to have the mathmatical and technological skills of a mad scientist. But they all were pretty mad. They did what they thought was best and did it. They would dissappear from the Vanguard for weeks at a time and when they were found they would be knee deep in the corpses of their enemies with destruction left in their wake.

"Lead the way." The Ghosts went back to their respective man and lead the way. They came to an open room that had lots of containers. The three took cover when three Dregs and a Vandal entered.

"We need weapons." The Ghost in Lazarus' armor pointed out an old auto rifle that had a few clips next to it just a few feet away. He bent out and grabbed it and loaded it quietly. Slade pointed at the Vandal.

"He's mine." Jack sat down and put his hands behind his head in a relaxed manner.

"I'll just wait here." Slade ran towards the Vandal and started to glow blue. The Vandal turned and the powerful Exo slammed into him with a shoulder charge like he had learned all those years ago. When the Dregs turned on him they were shredded by bullets from Lazarus and his new auto rifle. Jack stood up.

"Already over? Boooring." The three went to the boxes and after searching they found their gear and weapons.

Lazarus had the Nothing Manacles, a strange and rare gauntlet that augmented his strength. His helmet was white and had an almost unicorn horn that came to a sharp point with red on the tip of it. His big white coat flowed behind him on the ground. Despite the white color it was it never got dirty. His boots were to the top of his shins and had weird arcane words inscribed along them. On his left arm he had a black band that had a three headed wolf on it that had the left wolf howling, the middle one looking quiet. Almost like it was thinking. The right one had its tongue out and looked crazed and ready to kill. His weapon of choice was the Monte Carlo. He was deadly with this one of a kind gun and when he pulled the trigger if the enemy wasn't in cover then they were quickly shredded. His secondary was the fusion rifle called Murmur and he didn't take it out very often but when he did then everyone, even friendly, knew it was time to take cover. He carried the rocket launcher One Way Ticket 000. This thing was for when even Murmur wasn't doing much. This was when Jack put his head between his legs and started praying and Slade tried to talk him out of it.

Jack wore the Radiant Dance Machines for his boots and he loved them. They were light weight and he could move almost too fast to see when he wore them. He had body and leg armor that was black and lightweight but despite this they offered a lot of protection. His gauntlets had multiple sniper and scout rifle clips lining them while by the shoulder on his right side was a large knife that when he unsheathed would bring the fury of hell with it. His helmet was armored and had a silver visor that seemed to scream death from it. Around his neck and upper body he had a black shawl that he had because it made him look badass. His cloak on his back was grey and had the same three headed wolf symbol as Lazarus had on the band on his arm. He carried the Scout Rifle Cryptic Dragon. He was not to be taken lightly when he pulled this beauty out for use. Always in his hands and ready for blood was the Ice Breaker. When he looked down the scope of this rifle something was going to die by the time he pulled that scope down. He, unlike the other two, did not have a heavy weapon. He didn't like then and said they slowed him down. They didn't care seeing as he was deadly enough when he had his sniper in his hands. Instead he carried explosives for when things needed to be removed from the equation.

Slade had a grey helmet that had space for his horn and had two horns that went out the back and curved upwards. His body armor was covered in ammo for both his pulse rifle and shells for his shotgun. His guantlets had a similar idea but at the shoulder he had huge shoulder pads the covered most of his upper arm and extended half a foot up providing some defense for his face. His boots were quiet strange. They were gray but had strange circles on them that would glow when he ran jumped or shoulder charged. They were the boots called the Peregrine Greaves and when he shoulder charged in the air they shot him forward at a faster pace making the force behind his knee all the more destructive. Around his waist was a gray sash with the same three headed wolf. This insignia was a sign of their team and just how much they knew it. His main weapon was one that always had people on edge because of its history. Red Death. With this gun Slade could stand in the open and take enemy fire for as long as he was asked. All he had to do was keep dropping them. His shotgun was infamous among shotgun fans. Party Crasher+1. This beautiful weapon could fire in full auto mode and had enough kick to make anything it hit feel the sting for a long time. His heavy weapon was one he almost never took out, and for good reason. Last time he did they had been in a forest. When he put it away there was no longer a forest. It is called Corrective Measure and Slade knew just how powerful it was and wasn't afraid to use it if he had to.

They geared up and turned to the patiently waiting Ghosts.

"Lead the way." The Ghost went back to them and adjusted to the new armor they had. They sent a marker to their HUD and the three men followed it. They came to an opening and started to walk across when two fallen drop ships appeared.

"What are Fallen ships doing here?" Jack pulled back the action on Ice Breaker and chuckled.

"Let's ask them." He went into a crouched position from where he was so the Fallen were a good 150 yards away. The other two ran forward and took cover when the enemy started firing. They watched and with one bullet two were shot dead. Their coms jumped to life.

"Damn, right out of the gate and I'm already in my groove." He fired again and hit a Vandal in the head. The rest jumped to cover realizing the danger and waited. A Dreg poked his head out for half a second when with a loud bang he no longer had a head. Slade stood and started to rush the enemy while pulling out his shotgun. He rushed around the truck where they had all hidden and Lazarus stood and leaned against the hood of the car. Jack stood and started walking towards him, all the while the screams of Dregs and Vandals with the occasional explosion from a Shank were heard along with the sound of a shotgun being fired. When it stopped Slade came out from behind the truch with Party Crasher slung over his shoulder.

"Got 'em." The two men joined him and Jack started to chuckle.

"Just like old times."

The men had fought their way through small amounts of enemies that Jack didn't really fight as he just watched Slade rip them to shreds. Lazarus rarely interfered but when he did it was minor and only because there was a captain that was going to cause some issues. Other than that everything was boring. They arrived in a room with the roof blown off by a crashed Arcadia Class cruiser that excited Slade. Machines were something that he loved. Anything electronical made him happy. The Ghosts appeared and scanned it.

"Hasn't made a jump in centuries. Should still work though. We just need some time." They dissappeared inside to start the repairs. The three men waited and then turned and drew their weapons when they heard the sound of foot steps. They waited and the door blew open and Dregs, Vandals, and a Devil captian rushed in. The Dregs never made it to cover and most of the Vandals were cut down. Those that didn't were barely standing. The captian had his shields broken and was hit a few times before making it to cover. A Vandal stuck its head out and a knife flew into one of it's eyes. Lazarus threw a grenade and two Vandals were launched to the ground dead. Only the captain remained now.

"Come out before we send Slade in after you. Them you'll really be in trouble." Nothing happened and the two motioned for Slade to do what he did best. He ran towards the pillar and started to glow. He went aound the pillar and the captain flew out from the other side and was launched on his back. Slade jumped and landed on it's chest and aimed at his face with Party Crasher.

"I said INVITES ONLY!" He shot and the captains head exploded. He pumped his shotgun and put another shell in. He put the shotgun over his shoulders and waltzed back to the other two. Jack did a golf clap while nodding.

"Bravo, bravo." Slade twirled his shotgun and took a bow. He put it on his back and looked back at the ship.

"Done?"

"Just about... there." The ship burst to life and lifted up. The three were warped into the ship and saw the Ghosts in the cockpit.

"They have licenses right?" Jack asked sarcastically. Slade didn't get it and walked forward.

"Jack wants to know if you guys have licenses." Jack, who had just taken his helmet off, face palmed.

"Sarcasm big guy." Slade let out an, "Oh." of understanding and took his helmet off.

"We'll be arriving at the Tower in about an hour." Jack stared at the Ghosts and sighed. He pointed at his Ghost.

"Come here." The Ghost quivered and flew over. Jack observed him closly and turned to Slade.

"Fix him." Slade grabbed the small machine out of the air and set it down on the ground and got to work. The other two took notice and rushed forward. Lazarus stopped them.

"It's ok." The third smaller Ghost let out a cry and the other two tried to help him. Lazarus grabbed them and chuckled.

"Just watch." They watched as Slade opened up the back of their friend and started fiddling around inside of him. He leaned close and the plate of metal lowered over his eyes and let out a little red ripple along it. The mask had multiple functions involving zoom, added defense, thermal vision, and other useful features. He pulled something from the Ghost and it's eyes darkened. The other two panicked believing that he had just been murdered.

"Just wait." Slade put the little Ghost together and waited. It sprung to life and flittered up.

"Woah." It no longer had the boring tone that was present before.

"What did you do to him?"

"I released his limitors so he can be 'free' so to speak. Just like me." Slade said happily while pointing at himself. The little black Ghost flew to it's friends and chuckled.

"You need to do this." The ship lurched forward and was suddenly fixed. The two Ghosts looked confused.

"We didn't do that. We thought we were going to crash." The third Ghost chuckled again.

"I saved us. No more limitations. It's awesome." The two Ghosts looked at each other before the grey one went to Slade.

"I'm next." Slade grabbed him and went to work on him. He finished quickly and went to the next Ghost. Once done and they were all up they danced around happily. Jack's had a quiet voice that sounded like a teen but was just as rambunctious as he is. Lazarus' had a voice that sounded the same as the original but wasn't bland and robotic. It was cheerful. Slade's had a deeper voice that made it sound badass. It was a little raspy and almost dark. They all thanked Slade and then gathered around.

"We need to name you guys. I'm not calling you guys Ghost1, Ghost2, and Ghost3." The Ghosts got deep into thought and then nodded and faced their respective partner. Lazarus' choose the name Gale. Jacks took the name Shadow while Slade's took the name Banshee. It was official and the Ghosts wore their names with pride. The hour passed quickly and the Tower came into view.

"That's new." Jack stated while rubbing his chin.

"Wonder if they have any booze."

"I would assume so." Lazarus added this causing the sniper to grin.

"I like this place already." Slade just observed with great interest.

"Wonder how much I can learn here." Banshee went next to him and chuckled.

"Lots. I'll show you where the library is. You would enjoy it." The ship pulled in to dock when the right engine blew out and caught on fire.

"Well...shit. There goes my Tuesday."

"But it's Friday."

"Not now Slade!" The Ghosts went to work and evened out the ship and brought it in to dock. The problem was that they couldn't slow down so they more or less just crashed. The ship stopped moving and the Guardians and workers present started to gather around. The door flew open and three men stepped out.

"Weeeeell, that was a fun way to end my day after having been dead for a couple hundred years." They looked at the large crowd watching them and just started walking forward. One man had a beer and Jack went up to him.

"Have you taken a sip yet?" The man shook his head and Jack just grabbed it and nodded.

"Thanks." He chugged the whole bottle and gave it back to the, still stunned, man.

"That was refreshing." They walked out and to the courtyard. They saw it was peaceful and there were lots of people in armor roaming around and helping out. The three made their way through the crowd and went to a spot to asess the situation. Jack turned to his companions.

"I got this." He went to the little over look and leaned against the railing.

"Hey!" Everyone stopped and looked at him confused.

"I just woke up today after being dead a long time and I want to ask a couple questions." He paused and looked around.

"Where's the fucking bar?" Lazarus face palmed and walked forward. He shoved Jack aside who gave out a, "Hey." When this happened. Lazarus looked at everyone who was still paying attention.

"Sorry. We're new here and we need some help." Nobody seemed to care and just went back to their usual business. Lazarus tried to get people to look at him but they just ignored him. Slade was getting mad that his friend was being ignored. He stepped forward and pulled out his shotgun and fired a shot in the air while holding it in one hand. The people screamed and took cover at the gunshot. They looked up at the mad Exo with fear.

"My friend asked for help...sorry about that." He said while stepping back for Lazarus.

"Who's in charge here?" Everyone pointed to three angry looking people. An Awoken Titan, an Exo Hunter, and a human Warlock.

"Um, hi we're new here."

"No shit." Was all the Exo said to him. The three leaders walked up to the three dead men walking and glared at them.

"What do you think you're doing creating unrest?" Jack faced the Titan and scowled.

"Not my fault everyone here is rude." The Titan glared at him.

"I don't like your tone." Jack held his right hand up and with his left hand started winding so it appeared his middle finger was being wound up while he whistled "Pop goes the weasel" The Titan and the others looked at him with rage and he juct laughed. Lazarus shoved him away and faced the three.

"Sorry about that. Someone stole his teddy when he was little."

"True story."

"Shut it Jack." He glared at the Hunter with a look that could kill a Vandal captain. He looked back at the leaders.

"We really are new and need help. Our Ghosts brought us back today and we have apparently been dead for a couple hundred years." The three came close and started whispering together.

"Follow us." The women said. The three followed her to a doorway to the right. They led them to a room with a large circular floor with black bumps.

"Speaker. We have some...interesting ones for you." The stairs to the left lead to a study of sorts where a man wearing white stood.

"I know. Their Ghosts have given it away." He walked down the stairs and stood in front of the three men.

"Welcome to the last City on Earth. The only place the Traveler can keep safe." The three of them looked down realizing that while they were gone just how badly they had been pushed back.

"You were there in the beggining weren't you?" The Speaker said calmly.

"The day Earth was invaded was when we died." The three behind them snickered. The Speaker stared at them.

"What is funny?" The Hunter tried to keep a straight face but failed.

"They...couldn't have been there. They would have been slaughtered like the lambs they are." Jack spun and pushed the Hunter against the railing while pushing his knife to the Exo's neck. The Titan drew an auto rifle and aimed it at Jack. Lazarus aimed his Auto Rifle at the Titan causing the Warlock to aim a scout rifle at him. Slade drew his pulse rifle and placed the blade to her throat with one hand while aiming his shotgun at the Titan. Nobody moved and Jack leaned closer to the Hunter.

"I was there. I saw hundreds of innocents slaughtered before my eyes. No matter how hard I fought, no matter how many I killed, they kept coming. In the end I was killed. Shot full of holes by three Vandal Captains. Don't you ever say I wasn't there. Because, if you do then I will kill you next time." Jack removed his knife from the Exo's neck and sheathed it. Everyone else followed suit with their weapons. The Warlock turned to Slade.

"Where did you get that Rifle?" Slade took a defensive stance. People have tried to take his gun before and it always ended the same. They were broken on the floor while he walked away fine and with his weapon in tow.

"I took it from Gazus." The three shuddered from the mention of that name. His campain killed millions of people and Guardians alike.

"How?"

"I took his gun from him after ripping each of his arms off and then I cut his head off." They stared at him in disbelief.

"Are you three the men who made up the team Cerberuse's Light?" The three nodded and the three leaders looked terrified. The Speaker intervened.

"I can tell that you three have had lots of training before. Allow me to welcome you and be the first to accept you back to the Guardians." Slade nodded happily, Lazarus crossed his arms and smiled, while Jack shot a glare a the Hunter.

"I will have team Graceful Light lead you to your quarters and show you around." The three leaders looked like they wanted to argue but held their tongues.

"These three are the leaders of the Vanguard. Zavala, Cayde, and Ikora." Each leader nodded slightly at the mention of their name.

"They lead and help the Guardians here in the tower. They are the ones who make the decisions of what battles we participate in and how we participate in them." This was how the last civilization worked. This interested Slade who wanted nothing more than to study everything he could. Three women then walked in and looked at what was in front of them. They stood at attention when they saw the Vanguard. Their team was similar to Cerberuse's Light as they had a Titan, Warlock, and a Hunter.

The Hunter was human and had red hair that was pulled into a pony tail. She was white but was a little tan. Her eyes were green and pale. Her armor was green and red and looked fairly original. She was skinny but had some fairly big biceps on her for a Hunter. The Awoken was a Warlock and had black hair that was short and covered some of her face. Her eyes were purple and she had a scar along her forehead. She was a light blue color with a slender figure. Her armor was a pale blue with steaks of purple running along it. The final was a Titan and was taller and had yellow paint with a blue stripe across her face at eye level. She had a horn similar to that of Slade's but hers was blue and was smaller and had a more feminine look to it. Her armor was dark red with black stripes running horizontally along it.

"As you were." They all relaxed and looked at the three men whom they had never seen before. The Speaker nodded to them slowly.

"This is the team I want you to show around." The three nodded and started to leave with the boys in tow. Zavala turned to the Speaker.

"You know of their back stories. Can they be trusted?" The Speaker looked out the window to the setting sun and sighed.

"Only time will tell."

"This is where you will bunk." The Awoken pointed to a room that had three beds and some room to it. Jack nodded and saw a bottle of scotch. He picked it up and hugged it.

"Oh yes, finally I have something that can make me let go and relax." Slade and Lazarus were used to his antics but the three women were awestruck. They settled in but Slade went back to them.

"Where's the library?" The Titan motioned for him to follow while Jack just chugged half the bottle of scotch. Lazarus took the bottle from him despite his protests.

"Not before bed." He put it on the table and turned to the two remaining women.

"Names, please." The human girl pointed at herself.

"Maddie." She pointed to her Awoken friend who answered for her.

"Relena. Our Exo friend is Shara. What are yours?" Lazarus pointed to himself casually.

"Lazarus...the drunk idiot is Jack." Jack looked up at him angrily.

"I'm not drunk because you wouldn't let me. Bastard." Lazarus shook his head before turning back to them.

"Our other friend is Slade. Pleasure to meet you." Lazarus held out his hand shook theirs. Jack just nodded and grunted while jumping onto his bed.

"What a great day. Came back to life, killed some Fallen, almost killed the Vanguard, an-"

"You almost killed the Vanguard!?" Relena asked with a face that read shock. She turned to Lazarus for the truth who only nodded in agreement.

"Well...that was unexpected. You guys seemed like a new team that was completely chaotic and in disarray." Jack started to laugh maniacally and almost fell off the bed.

"You should see the Vanguard. They may be fast but their reaction time is child's play compared to ours. Slade had his guns pressed against Ikora and Zavala's necks. It was awesome. No wonder you guys are losing." Lazarus glared a the half drunk human with anger.

"That is no way to talk about them, and if I recall correctly, when we were alive we were losing as well." Jack just shrugged and went back to trying to sleep. Lazarus turned to the two women and chuckled.

"Sorry about him. He's a damn good soldier. He just needs to get more people skills." Jack opened one of his eyes and scoffed.

"Unless one of you girls want some of me or Lazarus then leave us alone. It's like 12 at night." Relena looked pissed and took a step forward.

"How dare you." Maddie stopped her and pulled her back.

"Just ignore him." Lazarus nodded his head in a way that told them that was best option. The two women backed up and started to leave.

"We'll see you around then I suppose." Was the last thing Maddie said when they left and closed the door.

"This is the library." Slade didn't listen and just ran to the first shelf and using his robotic scanners he quickly grabbed five books. He then moved to the next shelf and completed the process until after he was done he had a mound of at least thirty books. He put them down on a table, pulled up a chair, and started to quickly read the book. With his scanners and upgrades Lazarus helped him install on top of the ones the military had given him he could read a full page that had hundreds of words in a few seconds. Shara leaned against the wall and chuckled to herself. She went to another table and sat down. She laid her head in her hand and just watched the strange Exo. He finished the first book in a few minutes and went to the next one and read at the same pace, if not faster.

"What are you doing?" She couldn't help but be curious as to why he was reading so many books. He looked up, slowing his progress on the book and gave a smile, or the Exo equivalent of one.

"I'm learning all I can." He said cheefully and continued reading. This confused Shara. After the collapse most Exos went into the field to fight or helped back at the tower. This one wanted to become smarter and know everything he could. Just like a child. He finished the second book and put it on top of the first but was very gentle with it. He grabbed the third and started reading that one.

"What are you reading?" He looked up at her with the same childish smile.

"Advanced Trigonometry." She walked forward and watched the pages as they went by. He was in fact reading it but her sensors could barely keep up.

"How are you reading so fast?" He tapped his 'eyes' and chuckled.

"I used to be military. I have some very sensative military equipment inside of me that made me much more advanced and dangerous than a normal Exo." He started to speed back through the book and soon finished it. He grabbed another book that was on Sparrows. He went three pages before he stopped on the page that had a picture and designs, as well as the parts and everything needed to make one. He stood and went to the white board that sat at the end of the room and he put the book on a chair next to him. He started to write on the board with so much speed Shara had a tough time keeping up.

"Aha." He announced and put the marker down and smiled at his findings. Shara looked at the board and saw a small sketch of a Sparrow but it was different than normal ones. It was slightly longer and had three small circular engines in the back. The handle bars were wider and the body looked reinforced.

"What kind of Sparrow is that?" He circled it and smiled.

"Mine." He picked up the white board and ran to the ship yard with it, Shara in tow to see what the strange Exo would do. He went to the parts pile, where the scrap from other ships, Sparrows, or anything lay. Just waiting to be used again. He jumped ito the pile after scanning it and started to throw pieces behind him and without looking made a very clean pile. He jumped out and pushed the pile that must have weighed at least 1,000 pounds without even trying. He got to a spot where he saw lots of tools and he got to work.

Shara was impressed as in two hours he had most of the Sparrow finished and looking sleek. After a few more loud minutes he finished and smiled at his handiwork. Banshee appeared and went inside the new Sparrow and turned it on. The Ghost revved the engines and a grey flame came out of the back. Shara was beyond impressed. Not only had this Exo created a design for a fully functional and powerful Sparrow, but he built the damn thing in a few hours.

"That's impressive." Slade beamed with pride and his Ghost appeared.

"This is cool." Shara stared at the Ghost in confusion.

"Why does he sound like that?" The Ghost went up to her and almost seemed to smile.

"Slade fixed me so I'm not limited anymore. I'm like him." Shara stared at the two machines and then her Ghost, a yellow and blue one, came out and stared at Banshee.

"This is most likely against Tower protocalls." Her Ghost said in the bland tone that they all shared. Banshee didn't care and just did a little spin.

"So? This is awesome!" Slade's hand shot out and grabbed Shara's Ghost right out of the air. He took a seat and set the Ghost on the table. Shara ran forward to stop whatever he was doing but Banshee jumped in front of her.

"Wait. He's trying to help." Shara watched and tried not to break the male Exo in half when her Ghost started to cry out for her. Slade pulled out the small device and the Ghost shut down. Shara walked forward.

"What did you do?" She picked up her Ghost once Slade put it back together and he grinned.

"I fixed it." He said matter of factly. Shara waited and then her Ghosts sprung to life and looked around.

"Woah." The voice was female now instead of male. The voice was scratchy and dark. Similar to Banshee's but it was female.

"I feel...great!" Banshee bounced around next to the awoken Ghost.

"I know right!" They both started to dance around happily. Shara was speechless. This Exo was the most interesting thing she had ever met.

"Well then, I guess I owe you now." Slade turned his head sideways in confusion.

"No you don't."

"Ya I do. You helped my Ghost. I owe you something." Slade shook his head and laughed.

"I was just helping a friend."

"Friend?" Slade nodded happily and pointed to her.

"You're my friend. Us Titans gotta stick together so when the humans don't make sense then we can be confused together." Shara dropped her mouth and just stared at him.

"You're a strange one."

"Strange what? Exo? That's what Jack tells me a lot." Shara shook her head slowly and pointed at the Sparrow.

"Did you link to it?" Banshee appeared over Slade's shoulder and bounced.

"Yes, Ma'am." Shara turned to her Ghost who was rolling sideways in the air and giggling.

"Is she going to be ok?" Slade nodded.

"Ya. She's just got all her systems working now which means that she can feel a lot more. It's like being asleep for a long time and then waking up." That would make sense. Shara watched her Ghost and then turned to Slade.

"Thank you." Slade chuckled and pointed to the Ghost.

"You need to name her. It will make her easier to find and more alive." Shara pointed at Banshee.

"What's his name?"

"I'm Banshee. My other Ghost friends are Shadow and Gale." Shara's came up next to her and gasped.

"What's my name going to be?" Shara just rubbed her chin and couldn't think of anything so she just said the first thing she thought of.

"Sunny?" The Ghost thought about it and then jumped up and started to dance around.

"I love it!" Shara let out a sigh of relief.

"I thought she wouldn't like it." The two Ghosts danced around and then Slade pulled up his wrist.

"I need to go before Lazarus worried about me." He quickly left but stopped and ran back to grab his books and warp his Sparrow to storage, causing Shara to chuckle at his actions. She then decided to join her team back in their room.

"This is going to be interesting."

"Wheeeeeee!"

There you have it. The first chapter of my new story. I enjoyed writing it and you can expect much more to come. Anyways, keep calm and may the Aura be with you all.