Hmmm... more badass Iron Lord action on the way with the next chapter...

Just as a side-note, I chose the Characters from RWBY who became Guardians purely because in Season 3 'you know what happens'...

Naughtbeast

Chapter 2:

"Grrr… what the hell?" came the slightly groggy voice of Wulf as he woke from the time-warp. His entire body hurt like he had tried to fist-fight Phogoth and he wasn't even sure if he had a body anymore. It didn't feel like he was waiting to be revived, but he felt in a limbo of some kind. He tried to open his eyes but they were blocked by something. He reached up, but found that he couldn't even move his arms.

"Ghost? Are you there?"

He didn't receive a reply, so he just waited it out, regaining feeling after what seemed like forever. He felt a tingling feeling in his fingers and tried to move them, glad to find that he could move them. The strange feeling moved up his body, Wulf slowly regaining control over his body until, at last, he could open his eyes… but he didn't like what he saw. He was lying on his back in the middle of a strange forest that he had never seen before… and the strangest thing was that all the trees were red. The bar indicating his health at the top of his screen was flashing red, being a sliver from his death state. He groaned and sat up, taking off his helmet and relishing the feeling of the wind in his ears. He sat there for a while, trying to gain a bearing on where he was, when his thoughts were interrupted by a sound coming from beside him. He turned and saw that Skolas was lying on the ground, clutching at his throat before hacking up Ether.

Wulf quickly searched for a weapon and was glad to see his axe was embedded into the ground next to Skolas, although it was burnt out with no flames to fuel the blades. Quick as a flash, he grabbed the hilt and swung it round one-handed and brought it down onto the Kell's neck, severing the connection between its head and body. A spray of Ether came out and coated the ground and some of the axe head, but that was all that happened at the death of the Kell of the House of Wolves. Wulf turned around, trying to work out quite where he was, then decided to ask the one person that was always there.

"Ghost, where are we?"

He waited for a few seconds… but he didn't get a response. Confused, he flicked out his left palm, holding it out to summon his Ghost… but nothing happened. He frantically looked around for what could possibly be causing this, seeing a tiny glint in a patch of leaves a few feet away. He hastily slid over and found his Ghost laying in the leaves, half destroyed for some reason. He wasn't dead just yet, but the Iron Lord shell he was made of was slightly cracked and the main optics were flickering blue, with the Ghost spasming in time with the pulses.

Crap… just… DAMN!

Wulf had no idea how to heal his Ghost and without him, he couldn't do anything relating to his light. He couldn't transmat any of his weapons, luckily he still had Invective mag-locked to his back, and he couldn't transmat any new ammunition from his reserves. He couldn't use his super or even switch class, not being able to use his grenade or charge his melee with elemental energy. He carefully picked up Ghost and wrapped him in a piece of cloth he had tucked away in his belt, placing Ghost on the chain around his neck to keep him as safe as possible.

Great… stuck in who knows where with nothing but me, my axe and a will to find my way back home, no shields, no abilities, no revival… meh, I've been in worse situations before…

He looked over his axe and found there to be a few scorch marks form the explosion as well as a few chips in the blade as well, those being the only real damage happening to the weapon. Invective, however, was a different story. The sight was cracked and new cracks ran up the lengths of the barrel, allowing the dark yellow blight to seep through the cracks from the gun (It has the Storm's Reproach ornament basically) Wulf didn't really mind it as it probably scared the crap out of whoever saw it even more. He checked the barrel and found that there were 4 bullets remaining, knowing that he couldn't use the weapons regenerative ammunition capability without his fully-functioning Ghost. Holstering Invective, he grabbed his axe and began walking off into the forest, his heavy armour leaving footprints in the soft forest floor. He would find a way back home no matter what… he would get back to his friends… and more importantly, he would get back to his wife.

[Earth – Old Russia – Tower]

"Wulf was a great Guardian, sacrificing much for the fight against the Darkness, and he ultimately sacrificed his life for the greater good. He will be sorely missed and many shall weep at this loss…" came the solemn words of the Speaker as a gathering of Guardians and the main leaders of the Guardians. An audience of nearly 100,000 Guardians had assembled, the legacy of the Raid Team's leader Wulf being spread since his first feat of killing Atheon. The only reason more people didn't come was because the Tower couldn't exactly fit that many people. After news of Wulf's death at the hands of a Siva-enhanced Skolas had reached the Vanguard, it didn't take long for the news to be broadcast on just about every known radio channel. Saladin and Summer had taken the news the worst, knowing Wulf for the longest and the most. Saladin had commissioned a monument to be built at the Iron Temple and Tower to commemorate his deeds, giant statues that stood around 15 feet tall and were made of bronze.

The speaker was delivering a speech to commemorate his death and a funeral was being held. Summer was standing idly off to the side, head hanging in sadness with the rest of the Raid Team there. She had to be knocked out just to get her out of the Vault and even then she had protested to let her back in. The words of the Speaker were drowned out as her thoughts shifted back to Wulf and all their times together. As she was thinking, she felt a small nudge on her shoulder and turned to see Torchwick hitting her with his elbow. Just as she was about to ask what he was doing, she heard what the Speaker was saying.

"So if anyone would like to come forward and pay their respects on the grave of this fallen Guardian, they may do so now"

She hesitantly walked off to the side and joined a que, right behind Lord Saladin. The Vanguard came forward first, laying wreaths next to the monument and standing back to solute. Next was Saladin, who went forward and produced a small medallion that was showing Wulf's person emblem, a wolf head with three slashing claw marks running across it. Next he pulled out a Khvostov rifle, the weapon being the first he ever wielded as a Guardian. He placed it and stood up to the podium to say a few parting words.

"Wulf was like a brother to me, being the very first Guardian I received after the fall of the Iron Lords. He was many things throughout his life… A Guardian, a Titan, an Iron lord… a Husband" he started, nodding to Summer at his last comment "but now that he has passed… we will remember him as one thing only… a legend…"

And with that, the Iron Lord walked off, leaving the audience to contemplate. Summer walked up next, looking over the massive statue of her husband. She came right up to the plaque that was written underneath his feet.

Wulf, a Guardian through and through… He always did what was necessary no matter the cost… and he will be forever remembered…

She couldn't help it as tears welled in her eyes and she couldn't bear crying on stage. She quickly placed a single rose on the monument, quickly scurrying off stage and bursting into quite tears, being comforted by the rest of the team. She was taken off to one of the penthouse apartments in the tower, one that she and Wulf had bought together, resting in the bed and weeping. The rest of the Raid Team milled around the house, making hushed small-talk while they waited for Summer's grief to end… until Torchwick decided to break fix the 'problem' that he saw. He walked straight up to Summer and turned her over in the bed, looking her straight in the eyes while he delivered his verdict.

"There something you need to know… me and the Queen were going to announce our marriage the day after she was killed by Oryx… weeping and moping around does nothing to fix the problem, it only makes you feel piss-poor about the problem. If you want to get over it, take your mind off it by doing a couple of missions… the last thing that Wulf would want is for you to stop protecting the City just because he passed on… he would want you to take up his mantle and continue his fight against the darkness… so stop being a pussy and be a woman!" he commanded her, taking a step back and continuing to look her deep in the eyes. Summer stared at him like she had just been stabbed and buried her face back in the pillow to continue crying.

"I think you took it a bit too far this time Torchwick…" Ozpin scolded, looking down at the man over the glasses he wore when he wasn't in battle.

"That was a bit cold" Pyrrha added, giving her two cents.

"You only seem to have made it worse…" Penny said, a frown crossing her face.

Summer sniffed a few times, looking up from the pillow too face her teammates, her face red from crying.

"No… he's right… I need something to take my mind off losing him" she announced, getting out of bed and walking over and pulling the hammer back on Thorn. "Time to get some shit done…"

Just as she was about to leave, a slightly feminine, techno voice interrupted them from the doorway

"Before you go… I thought you might want to know how to get Wulf back…"

The remainder of the Raid Team, instantly turned to the door and found themselves looking at a strange Exo Hunter with a glowing Pulse Rifle standing at the doorway. Summer pointed Thorn straight at her head, eyes narrowing to stare at her.

"You better start talking sense lady or I'll blow your head off when you talk about him again"

"There is no need for hostilities Mrs Rose, for I am but a Stranger passing through… I came to tell you that your husband is alive, but not in this time stream… I met him many years ago and helped him take down the Black Garden… I know much about the Vex, enough to know he did not die when that portal closed"

"So we can get him back?" Summer asked hopefully, pointing Thorn down at the floor but ready to instantly bring it back up again.

"It will be difficult, but it is possible…"

"SO TELL US!" she shouted, tired of her games.

"I do not know how exactly, but I know where you can start… head back to the Vault of glass and seek out the last member of the original Vault seekers… you must find Kabr…"

Ozping perked up at this, hearing the legendary Titan's name and being the leading member in research of the Vault of Glass. He knew everything there was to know about the Vault and the fate of the original team… he also knew that they were all dead.

"That wouldn't be possible… the only remnants of him are in the Aegis… we can't find him when he is dead"

"You forget something… the Vault exists in a place outside time and space itself… Kabr is dead now… but you must find him before his mind fell to the endless possibilities of the Vex…"

"You want us to time travel?" Pyrrha put in, not quite believing what was being said.

"Essentially yes…"

"Sensational! Traveling into the depths of a deadly machine race's temple to time travel and meet one of the greatest Guardians of all time… it's the perfect thing to take Summer's mind off Wulf dying!"

Everyone except the Stranger face-palmed, Torchwick instantly correcting the poor Hunter.

"Penny, Wulf is alive… that's why we're going to the Vault!"

Penny looked confused for a few seconds before replying.

"So he is!"

Everyone turned back to look at the Stranger… only to find she wasn't there.

"Well then… time to get my husband back!" Summer cheered, sprinting out onto the main floor of the Tower, drawing the attention of everyone who was still at the funeral. Her face was beaming as she jumped off the edge of the Tower and plummeted to the city below… only to be transmatted into her ship, Little Light, and boosting off into orbit as fast as possible. The other members ran out just in time, summoning their own ships to follow her. Just before everyone left, Saladin stopped them and asked what they were doing, being completely shocked when he found that they had been told that Wulf was alive… and offered to join them. They didn't refuse and in the next minute, five more ships were breaking orbit and warping to the Ishtar sink above Venus, intent on bringing back their fallen leader… none of them would accept failure.

[Remnant – Vale – Emerald Forest]

Wulf had been walking through the strange forest for hours on end, not finding any signs of life at all. He was slowly making his way North towards the highest mountain he could see, a place where he could find out where he was. Right now, it was around sunset and he was only at the base of the mountain… and it reminded him of when Saladin put a dormant Siva cluster at the top of Felwinter's peak to test Guardians agility, Wulf dying about 10 times from attempting the climb. He was glad that he didn't need Ghost to transmat his axe and dissolved it in a small flash of flames… then he began the infernal climb to the top of the mountain. He made it there at around midnight, the moon being full and illuminating the cold darkness. As he looked out over the area had had just come from, seeing nothing but forest as far as he could see, although when he looked in the opposite direction, he saw a mountain with a single point of light rising from behind it… then he saw the massive valley that was in-between the two peaks.

You have got to be kidding me…

8 hours later…

By the time Wulf had made it to the other peak, he was once again praising the divine powers of the Traveler, as if he was a normal human, he would have collapse ages ago from exhaustion. He pulled himself over the last lip of the massive mountain and stood up, taking in the surrounding scenery. Much to his excitement, he saw a city… the only problem was that he had never seen in before. Wherever he had ended up, it certainly wasn't Earth. Using a shard of glass he kept on him from Atheon's original eye, he used it to zoom in on the city, seeing ships that resembled Hawks without armament and a gigantic tower that was surrounded by buildings that made it seem as though it was a fortress. As he continued looking, he could make out small shapes of what appeared to be people milling around on the streets of the city, getting through their daily bustle… the only thing that struck Wulf as unusual was the lack of defence. He couldn't see one single turret, rampart or watch-tower that was supporting the city and he couldn't see a single artillery emplacement, new or old.

What the hell? Where am I? Where are the Guardians?

As he was questioning whoever was living here, his thoughts were interrupted by gunfire a fair distance away from him. His attention was drawn to a rather large bird that was circling a clearing about a kilometre from the mountain he was on, being opposite to the side that the city was on. As he watched strange blasts of elements being shot at the beast, he watched as small figures fired round after round at the beast… and that is when it dawned on him… those people were either tiny or that bird could rival a Falllen Walker for size. It was way too far away for him to run there in time and make any significant difference… he would have to improvise. As he tried to think of something, a thought came to mind… but it was risky. He focused all of his energy into switching his class to striker, chanting the ritual to bring up his Striker while he knelt on the ground with his hands held to look like they were holding an orb.

"Let me be the hand and fist of the Traveler, striking down the enemies of the light wherever they stand… grant me the powers to hit as fast as lightning and as loud as thunder… for I am the storm that brings nothing but death!"

When he was finished, he was relieved to find small sparks of Arc energy jumping between his fingers, but that was quickly nulled by the fact that his Ghost was now spasming around his neck.

"Sorry buddy… just a bit more"

He channelled all the light he could muster and he saw the small bar on the side of his slightly visible HUD begin to fill. When it flashed golden to indicate it was fully-charged, he cut the connection and felt his already tiny light levels go down even more, his Ghost still spasming but even less this time. With haste, Wulf jumped to the highest point of the mountain and looked down at the battle that was happening, the bird still circling and shooting feathers at people running around a bunch of ruins in the clearing. He had no clue what Darkness this was, but no-one was dying on his watch. He activated the super reticule on his HUD and aimed it so that he would hit somewhere in the clearing and be able to help whatever soldiers were fighting these beasts. He jumped as high as he could, not being able to use his light-lift boost, the activated his Fist of Havoc with Death from Above, arcing diagonally straight towards the clearing. After 10 seconds of flying through the air with Arc charged super, he slammed into the clearing… right on top of a giant scorpion. He had impacted right on the beast's stinger and slammed it into the scorpion's brains, discharging his Arc energy and disintegrating the body.

Wulf stood up and let loose a massive guttural wolf howl and sprinted towards the giant bird as it circled the strange ruins, ignoring the faint blurs of people around him. The bird looked at the new threat and it was utterly stumped… what it was looking at was not like the other humans it had faced… this one felt no fear, no remorse… he was the hunter… and it was the prey. The great bird had never actually felt the feeling of fear… but it sure as hell was feeling it now. It was stunned for a few seconds… but that is all a Titan needs to get within its favourite place… right in your face. Wulf ran up one of the pillars, using it as a make-shift ramp, jumping as high as he could and flying for a few seconds, looking much lighter than he actually was in his thick Titan armour. He couldn't reach the bird, but his axe sure could. He hooked the bladed edge into the shoulder of the bird and used it as leverage to swing himself up, behind the wing, and onto the back of the beast.

Wulf didn't really know the proper strategy for killing this thing, but all Titans had a back-up plan… punch it. He dissolved his axe and punched next to the spine of the bird, piecing through the flesh and grabbing onto the tendons beneath, using them as a hand-hold. The bird immediately tried to retaliate and went into a strange whirling flight that brought it close to the tree-line as it tried to use the trees to knock Wulf off.

"Not so fast you overgrown crow!"

He reached up with his free hand, pulling out Invective and aiming at the shoulder joint. He fired one well-placed shot and the bone broke, disabling the beast's left wing. It screeched in pain and veered straight into the ground, crashing and trailing a small ditch behind it as the beast slid across the ground. Wulf released his grip and jumped off, hitting the ground and rolling to disperse the impact, standing back up in roughly the centre of the large clearing made by the ruins. The giant bird scythed down a swath of trees as it slid along the forest floor and eventually stopped, cawing loudly in pain. Wulf stopped to recover from the fight, knowing that the bird wouldn't be flying any time soon and turned to see if the people he had saved were ok… finding something that he did not expect. 8 teenagers stood behind him with clothes that made The Reef look dull. He wasn't exactly sure why they were holding strange weapons that were ridiculously outdated but the strangest thing was that Pyrrha was here… although she looked very different.

Before he had a chance to question the woman, a little girl in red who looked no older than 15 came up with a massive smile on his face.

"THAT WAS SO AWESOME! OH MY GOD ARE YOU A HUNTSMAN!"

"Ummm… no? I'm an Iron Lord…" he began, the girl's face becoming confused

"Iron… Lord?"

"You haven't heard of the Iron Lords?"

"Ahhh… no?"

"Where am I?" he asked, half to himself and half to the girl.

"You're in the Emerald Forest?"

"What planet!"

"Umm… Remnant?" she replied, looking at him like he was crazy.

Wulf swore to himself… he had literally no idea where the hell he was and couldn't even think of a way he could possibly get back. He switched his mind to the more pressing topic and inquired about Pyrrha.

"So how did you get here Pyrrha?"

The girl looked completely shocked at being addressed by the stranger. Just before she could reply in her flustered state, a massive caw from the giant bird interrupted them. Wulf just turned in that direction and barked at the bird, telling it to shut up in a language it could understand. One of the perks about having wolf traits is that he could talk to wolves and get most other animals to understand him, also allowing him to understand the basic point of what was being said back to him. It also gave him increased reflexes, sight and smell, one of the reasons he was a great fighter. The bird didn't take too kindly to being told to shut up so it cawed back an insult to Wulf.

"Stupid bird… one second"

Wulf walked off to the bird and found it standing on its hind legs, the broken wing laying limply on the ground. As soon as the bird saw Wulf coming, it tried to get away, but was stopped by the pain that was caused by dragging its wing along the ground. Wulf decided to put an end to the creatures suffering and walked right up to the beast and punched it right where its heart should be… only to find that it didn't have one. As he looked at the wound, he saw it didn't bleed or even appear to have done much, but deep red tissue could be seen beneath the creatures skin. The bird screeched in pain and he couldn't bare it any longer so he summoned his axe and sliced its head off… letting him use one of the best features of the axe. The greatest strength of the Iron Lord Relic was that whenever it felled a creature, that creature's life-force was absorbed into the axe and used to fuel its light fire. The energy flowed into the axe and arc energy sparked to life around the head, Wulf diverting the energy from the axe to heal himself, seeing a slight portion of his shields re-charge, not enough to fill the first bar, but just enough for him to shrug off a couple of shots from a Dregg.

then was shocked by the fact that it was disintegrating. He checked his axe head and couldn't find any indication that he had, in fact, killed the creature, the only blood stain being from Skolas. He dismissed it as just being weird and headed back to the teenagers he had seen. Just as he was walking back, one of them pointed behind him, their face strewn with warning. Wulf turned just in time to dodge a swipe from another creature, bringing his axe around to block the next swipe then jumping back to assess the threat. The thing that came into his vision was a bipedal wolf that was pure black with a white face-mask, roughly the same height as Wulf. It looked hesitant to attack him so Wulf surmised that it was a pack animal, luckily the pack was nowhere to be seen… then the entire pack came out of nowhere and surrounded him in a second.

Just… great… perfect situation to be in with little to no shields…

Wulf slowly turned in a circle, holding the axe ready to strike at any of them that dared to take a swing. Silence hung for a time, then the first wolf attacked, signalled on by a howl from another wolf in the forest. Wulf just smiled at the challenge and roared his own battle-cry, charging into battle…

As the teens waited for the strange man to return, they heard the screech of the Nevermore, thinking everything was ok… then they heard the howls of beowolves. They hesitated to go off and find him, thinking everything would be fine since he was obviously and Huntsman, although after convincing by Pyrrha they went off in search for him, finding him in the middle of battle.

Wulf was laughing at the pure fun he was having slicing through these pathetic beings of darkness. He had found it funny how weak Dreggs and Shanks could be, but these guys were utterly useless in battle, the Titan not even needing to put in much effort to slice through them with the axe. With every swing, it would cleave straight through the beasts and a slight trickle of light would surge into the axe, not anywhere near what he had received from the gigantic bird but it was light none the less. He sliced through the last of the wolfish beasts, he heard a roar from the forest, turning to see a bear that looked much the same as the others.

"HA… and here I thought I was getting a challenge!" said Wulf out loud, getting into his battle state of mind, growling at the bear afterwards, basically saying 'come at me'.

The bear took the challenge and ran forward on all fours, rising at the last second to rear up on its hind legs and try and scare him… only for Wulf to stand his ground and shake his head.

"Rule one of battle… never give your enemy the chance to attack…" he recited from the old Hunter codex's, hefting his axe and drawing it back. With one might swing, he brought the axe head horizontally into the side of the bear, cutting into the bear enough so that only half of the axe head was visible. Without a pause Wulf ripped it out, ripping chunks of flesh with it, and continued with the swing momentum to spin around cut into the other side in exactly the same place, this time cutting to the other side of the axe, but still not slicing through.

"Tough one aren't you?"

Wulf pulled it out again, the bear re-coiling in pain, then he brought it up into a proper stance and swung down with a powerful vertical strike, cutting right through the armoured bone of the bear and embedding the axe in its head. It dropped dead and fell to the ground, Wulf stepping on its head to pull the axe out, actually imprinting on the head of the beast because of the weight of the foot. Wulf laughed at this… if this is all that this world offered as an enemy, he wasn't going to be having a hard time… and that's when his cockiness decided to bite him on the ass.

He heard a cacophony of roars from the forest and the next thing he knew, 8 more of those bear things came out, this time having spiked bone armour over most of its body. He readied himself, holding the axe and slightly charging the axe with the light from his previous kill, the Arc energy sparking around the blade. He narrowed his eyes and didn't wait for them to attack… he would kill them before they could even more. As quick as lightning, he was onto the closest and decapitated it on one stroke, cutting the muscle like paper. The next closest took a swing but Wulf ducked underneath it and hit it in the snout with the other end of the axe, dazing it and taking the opportunity to swing again and catch it in the chin, cutting through its bone easily.

Wulf didn't have the time to dodge a swipe from another one of the bear things behind him and the claw slammed into him, cutting through his shields instantly and cutting into his armour a bit.

"Dammit! I just had this painted!" complained Wulf as he pulled the axe head out of the one he had killed and swung round again, slicing the offending arm off the bear before finishing it off by decapitating it.

Only 5 left…

Wulf turned around just in time to dodge another swing, seeing that two were ganging up on him now. He swung low and hit the kneecap of the one on the right, causing it to drop on one knee, so Wulf jumped and kicked off its chest, throwing himself towards the second one and swinging his axe to hit it in the shoulder. The blade found its mark and embedded itself, although Wulf wasn't done. He used the momentum to swing with the blade and do a 180 spin around the head of the bear, snapping its neck as he did and flying back towards the first one. He ripped the axe out of dead bear and swung it around again, slamming into the other shoulder of the first, disabling both.

Wulf then used Timur's medallion to try and control its mind, placing his hand on its head and sending out a small bit of light. The beast's struggling was stopped as its mind went dull and Wulf gained control, immediately putting it to use by sending it at the other 3. The other three bears were baffled as to why their kin was attacking them, bit sliced him to bits regardless... leaving them open to a surprise attack. Wulf made a massive downwards swing into the back of one of them, severing its spine and making it disabled, snapping its neck to end its spasming. By this time, the other two realised what had happened and made one last attack against him.

Wulf laughed at their attack and raised his axe to slice the hand off the first one to attack… but when it came time for him to move, he felt a pain run through his entire being and he felt the life being drained from him. Ghost was moving around wildly on his chained neck, causing Wulf to collapse on the floor in pain, dropping his axe. One of the bears took the opportunity and stabbed its claw right into the back of the human, piercing through his armour and ripping through his chest. The bear revelled in his victory and roared in delight… only for it to be silence by a bullet to the skull. It wasn't dead yet but it looked over at what was killing it and saw a red human with a large machine shooting at him. He raised a paw to block, effectively covering his face… which didn't do much to stop the golden missile from slamming into him.

The other bear watched as its mate was killed by a human that looked to be on fire, ignoring the fallen one that she was just about to kill to exact revenge… although she never got the chance as she was frozen solid in place by ice and then blasted to pieces by pink explosions. The students of Beacon went over and checked on the man, not liking what they saw. Five pierce marks were clearly visible in his back… but the thing that shocked them was that there was no blood seeping out.

Wulf recovered from the pain of Ghost malfunctioning and came back into consciousness in reality, feeling a new pain in his back. He groaned and opened his eyes, seeing that he was surrounded by those teens form earlier. He tried to talk but his voice was barely audible through his mask. He reached up and pulled it off, placing it beside his body and taking Ghost off from around his neck. He reached over to the first person he saw and found it to be the little red one. He pulled her closer so that she could actually hear and grabbed her hand. He opened it and placed Ghost in it, his massive gauntleted hand falling limp afterwards.

"Take this… go to the Tower and give it to Summer… she will know what to do…" he instructed, feeling the cold pull of unconsciousness tugging on his soul.

"Summer who?"

"Summer Rose…" he managed to say before he fell unconsciousness on the ground. He didn't feel anything… he just watched as the dark clouded his vision and took over his soul. He hoped in the deepest pockets of his mind that these teens would get his Ghost to the Tower and that Summer would know what to do… then again, she always did…

Don't worry… I'm coming back…