Light and Dust.
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Ghost Fragment – 1
-"Master, why must I study the Titan's scripts? I can't even use them!"-S
-"Just because you can't use them now it doesn't means its less useful"-T
-"But… Master! We're Warlocks! We only need our powers! Why do we even ne…"-S
-"Tell me boy, what happens when you know your enemy?"-T
-"…Master?"-S
-"Answer the question, boy!"-T
-"Ah…you get to know how to eliminate it first?"-S
-"*Sigh*…I suppose that's close enough; Yes, if you know your enemy as well as you know yourself, you shall win every battle, but if you only know yourself and not the enemy then…?"-T
-"…for every battle won, you shall lose another, *Sigh*we already seen the Art of War Master Toland, but the Titans are our allies so why must…"-S
-" It's seems… I didn't get that to stay in your head long enough…"-T
-"Eh, Master? Why are you…*Static*-S
Recorded lesson between master and apprentice, months before Operation in Hellmouth.
Light and Little Sun Dragon II.
Vale Docks, 5:10 AM.
-"Where the hell is she…?"-the Warlock growled as he clenched his hands, just barely controlling himself least he made a lightshow and not of the good kind; maybe he should have stayed out of it…
-"Yellow Fever at your seven, Guardian"- his Ghost has a strange sense of humor when tagging objectives, or in this case clients. But by the Light he was this close to just go back to his 'base', maybe he should lay on his rules to miss Xiao Long.
-"*Yawn* Hey Walker, ready to…go wherever we're going?"-Yang said not even bothering to cover her mouth, but she stopped right there when her guide, tracker, (hitsman?) just looked at her through the tinted glass of his helmet, as if she just kicked a faunus kid…a crippled faunus kid.
-"Eh…it's something on my hair?"- she asked awkwardly while running her hands through her blonde locks, idly wondering if she remembered to brush her hair since she get up way to early than normal, by at least 5 hours.
-"You're late"-was the dry response she got, making her stumble for a moment before changing her expression from one of mild annoyance.
-"Well Excuse me!? Not everyone rises to the freaking ass crack of the day! Why are we even here this early?"- Yang retorted with annoyance, just before another yawn escaped from her mouth, evident that she's still sleepy.
At this, her guide just shacked his head in exasperation before gesturing to follow him toward a bullhead, or at least what seemed to be a bullhead, only this one seemed less bulky and more stream lined and armed to the teeth.
"What. is. that!?"-The brawler shouted at her guide, he just looked at her briefly over his shoulder before resuming his walk towards the advanced VTOL.
"Our transport, what else?"- He said in the same dry voice, but Yang swore that there was a barely concealed mocking tone in the words. She opened and closed her mouth but words failed to exit, in the end she just gritted her teeth's and continued to follow the guy to the ramp, mentally reciting in her head that she's just doing this to find her estranged mother like a mantra.
Her annoyance was lost once inside the vehicle, and from what she has seen in other bullheads she could safely say in her mind…who was she kidding, she just voiced it aloud.
-"This thing sure is packed, where did you buy it? I doubt that even Atlas has something like this?"-she asked the masked guide just as he started the air-ship, the motors just purring a lot more quietly unlike the common bullhead.
-"Didn't buy it, made it"-was the absent minded response from the lone male in the ship, just focused on taking off; but the response stopped Yang from seeing the rest of the cockpit and just looked at the pilot in astonishment, eventually he felt her gaze on him and turned; big purple eyes looking at plain non-reflexive glass.
-"…"-
-"…"-
-"…"-
-"…what?"-
Seriously, her stare was starting to make him feel…what was that word his master used sometimes for this…?, Ah!: uneasy. The stare of this girl was making him quite uneasy with it.
-"You're kidding me, right? YOU…made this ship!?"- The sheer incredulity in her voice both make him a bit proud and upset, of course in this world it would be quite outlandish the tough of a single man making a vehicle like the City Falcon, just another thing that Walker hated about Remnant.
-"You want to find your mother or not?"-Inside his body, his Ghost 'flinched' at this, sometimes his Guardian could get a bit hostile with those that underestimate him.
-"Whoa! Whoa! Chill out dude, don't need to rip my head off!"- The blonde brawler raised her hands in the universal gesture of giving up, just as she saw him tense up and clenching his right palm…that just glowed for a second.
-'Is that his Semblance?'- She thought, eyeing his hand; Apparently Walker saw where she was looking so the 'energy' was absorbed inside him, and to get her from asking any question he just pulled the joystick in front of him, making Yang fall from her seat in surprise at the speed in which they flew from the docks. And given that in her mind they were still in the most unholy hour of the day no-one could've seen them fly faster than any other bullhead.
-"Please put your safety belt, thank you"- now this time she could hear the his amusement at her, but she just smiled; she would have done the same in his place.
-"Jackass…soo, where're we going?"-Yang asked as she tried to pull she belt from her seat, looking at the man in the pilot seat from the corner of her eye.
-"Mount Glenn"- this again, surprised the girl; her mom was that far from Vale?, well at least is was closer than she tough from the previous clues she had, there's no way she's going to Vacuo just because someone saw a woman that barely looked like the person she's looking for.
-"Tell me, where did you know her? Are you…friends with her?"-The blonde said a bit uncertainly, sure she was curious to know but part of her wanted to know exactly why did this guy out of all other people she met, know exactly where's her elusive mother.
'Walker' (now that she's awake, she could discern that it was not really his name, but she would not ask…for now that's it) seemed to think the answer for a minute before answering neutrally.
-"I was in a…tight spot once: alone, wounded and surrounded by grimm; if not for her timely intervention, I doubt we'll be having this conversation, now you answer me something miss Xiao Lo…"
-"Please, just call me Yang, if you keep saying 'miss Xiao Long' one more time I'll punch you"-she said a bit too happy at the last part, but he chose to humor her for the time being…why was his hand moving to his side arm anyways?
-"Well…Yang, why are you searching for Raven? And don't tell me it's because she's your mom and all that…a child wouldn't need to look for their parent in a ghost town in the first place"- Even he didn't know why he even made the question in the first place, but maybe that was the flaw of being a Warlock, they were always too curious for their own good.
Surprisingly she didn't punch his light's out {heheh, guardian pun}, while it would have ended in both their deaths, or at least the death of one of them…, but it seemed that his question hit the nail quite hard because she looked stumped for a long minute before acquiring a solemn expression.
-"Well…I…,*Sigh* I…had a Mom, not my natural mom, but I always consider her to be my real mom; I had a good family you know? A nice Dad, a super-cool mom, my adorkable little sister, but one day…Mom never came back".
Yang may had not noticed, but for an instance the hands at the controls clenched in discomfort before being forced back to normal.
-"I was so sad about it, and you couldn't imagine how it was for my father and sister but then I found a picture of my original mom, so I went to find her since it was written on the back the address where she lived, supposedly"-Yang then took a deep breath to calm herself, the memories of that day still caused her shivers. And Walker was patiently hearing her, she didn't know the expression behind that visor of his but she was thankful for it, she would hate it if he felt pity for her.
"Long short story, the house was abandoned and it turned to be a grimm lair, if not for my uncle Qrow…it doesn't matter, I guess, in the end I'm looking for her not because I want another mother, I'm just doing it because I want answers"- The blond exhaled before putting back her cheery face.
-"So what do you think, handsome?"-
-"Wait a minute, handsome?"-
-"What? Most of the time masked guys like you are quite hot behind the glass"-Yang shrugged her shoulders at this, and Walker couldn't help but mess with her.
-"For all you know, I could be an alien...'the joke's on her'"-
-"Oh, don't worry, I can always use some…encounters of the third kind, eh?"- Or… maybe not.
-'Eh…either way we're already near Mount Glenn, so let get this finished'-
-'That's what she said!'-
-"No she did not"- Walker said aloud not noticing that he's not alone as usual with his banter between Guardian and Ghost.
-"What did I don't do?"-The blonde asked confused, maybe he should be more careful.
-"Nothing, just thinking; anyway we're already here so let's go"- The sooner he end this mission the better…
End Chapter 2.
