Part 3: The Flight Home Part 1

North-Eastern Dead Zone

Connecticut, North America Empire, Earth

"I told you," Usiku said," I'm fine."

"I'll be the judge of that." Roho rebuttal.

A day had passed since the incident from last night. Roho and Usiku where on a hill that overlooks the massive complex that was the Sikorsky Drive Yards. The complex covered almost 800,000 square feet of the general area. Roho was scanning the Exo as he sat on top tree stub.

"Anything?" Usiku asked.

"Nothing," Roho answered," but I did figured out your Light."

"Huh?"

"Light," Roho stated," is reason why you're active and why I'm bound to you. Magic, sorcery, a life-force. The Light is many things but ultimately, it is a power bestowed on to you by the Traveler. A power that give rise to your destiny."

"Right…"

Roho sighed," I know it sounds...odd but give it time and you will understand why the Traveler choose you."

"Sure I guess," Usiku said unsure," in any case you stated that figured out my Light."

"Ah yes," Roho said and began to circle around Usiku head," see yours quite interesting. You have great deal of curiosity, but not to same degree as a Warlock.

"Your have loyalty and trust, but nowhere near that of a Titan. You're a Hunter, natural scout and pathfinder.

"You have a Light that lashes out like lightning during a storm, Arc Light, Bladedancer."

"This sounds like a fairy tale." Usiku lamented.

"Let me finish," Roho rebuttal," and as a Bladedancer, I give you this."

Roho disappeared into a blue wisp, returning seconds later with a large knife floating in front of Usiku.

"I present you with the finest blade I ever created if I do say so myself." Roho said with an upbeat tone.

Usiku grabbed the knife. It was large, seven inch blade with a hook at the spine. He juggled the knife from hand to hand. He then began to swing the knife around in his right hand. Cutting into the air around him. It was perfect balance. Light enough so it could be draw fast and heavy enough to cut deep.

"if you're done playing around," Roho asked," mind showing me you're Super?"

"My what?"

"Super it what Guardians call the physical manifestation of their Light."

"Interesting but mind telling me how?"

Roho ponder for a few seconds searching for answer to his question," Think about lighting that charges your blade. That the best answer I can give you."

Usiku still didn't understand the Ghost words but it was worth trying. He closed his eyes and focus on the blade. He thought about lighting or at least the concept of lighting that was programmed into him. Then he felt a power, a pulse, and he open his eyes. The gray blade was bathed in sapphire. A blue aura surround his entire body.

So this is Arc Light, Usiku thought to himself, now let see what it can do.

With a single but violent vertical slash, Usiku let out a wave of Arc Light that cut down dozens of trees behind him. Birds flew into the air as their homes were now reduced to ash. Usiku himself collapse onto the ground. The blade and his body was no longer bathed in sapphire colored light.

"But I must warn you though," Roho said," It can be pretty taxing when your Super is used."

He tells me this now… he thought to himself.

His whole body felt like a warhead had smashed into him. After a three minutes of kneeling on the dirt, he regain his composure, and stood up. He sheathed the knife into one of his pouches. He turned and looked down at massive complex. There was ship inside the place and their only way to the city.

"Ready?" Roho asked.

Usiku answered with a simple nodded. Roho disappeared into a blue wisp as Usiku slide down the hill slope. When he reach the bottom, his radar pick up small amount motion to his far right. It wasn't long when bolt of blue light pass right in front of him, missing his face by a few inches. He then aim his rifle in direction of bolt and pull the trigger. He held on to the trigger until the magazine ran dry. Time itself seem to stop for a few seconds as he reload the rifle. The small motion was gone, whatever it was. Usiku lower his rifle and slowly walk in the direction of blue bolt.

As he got closer his radar pickup motion again, this time much closer than before. Usiku jumped back as sapphire blade nearly cut into his face. He finally saw his opponent, a four armed alien dressed in purple armor. The creature made several hissing sound as it charge at him again. Usiku dodge the creature's blade by rolling into the trunk of standing tree. Its blade now stuck into the tree self, forcing the two beings to look at each other face to face.

Usiku looked up and saw into creature ice blue eyes. These were eyes of bloodthirsty hunter. This was being that had no intention of letting the Exo live. Usiku leveled his rifle and pulled trigger. He watch the creature dance violently as bullets pour into its body. The creature itself flew back almost a foot and its body collapsed on the ground. Usiku stood up, looking at his fallen opponent.

"What is this thing?" he asked.

"This thing is a Fallen Vandal," Roho answered, "Judging from its armor, it from the House of Crows. Relatively small House when compared to the House of Devils or Winter. "

"How many Fallen House are there?"

"Who knows but are equally at each other throat. But this is weird Vandals usually hunt in packs."

As if one cue Usiku radar pick up motion again, at least well over a dozen by his count. Soon blue bolts began the strike the trees around him.

Again, this is something he should have told me…

The Exo had no time to argue. Instead he made a beeline for the complex. He didn't have the time or ammo to fight. His goal was to find a ship and get to the city.