Chapter I: The Spark We all know of successful resurrections from ghosts, I was not one of them. The first time I woke up I found myself near the entrance of what appears to be a cave. My vision was blurry and I could hardly hear anything else but this incessant ringing and static. Before I could do anything else, a small object was flickering in front of me. It was a ghost. I didn't know anything then but I thought all ghosts looked the same, a ball of floating junk on fire. Parts of it was on fire from being shot with an energy weapon. Smoke was coming out of it in different parts and hovers uncontrollably because it was missing parts. It was moving franticly as it tried to communicate with me but all I could hear was "coming". I reached over to touch it but I could not move my arms. I quickly realized I could not move my limbs at all. "It is not safe here. The Fallen are coming!" the ghost said. Doom suddenly befell on me. Here I am, as vulnerable as a warlock without the light. I can’t even move to escape much less deter them. The ghost realized what had happened and it quickly assimilated itself into me. The feeling was surreal. It was as if my body was lighter. The ghost quickly made a diagnostic scan my body. He realized my body been touched by the darkness. The ghost said, “I cannot cleanse those parts of your body that has been touched by the darkness”. I could now sense the presence of the enemies nearby. There are 5 units approaching the vicinity. A fallen captain, three vandals and an unknown unit. I can hear some chatter in the wind. I think they are looking for the ghost. One of the vandals wandered into the cave. I did what any smart being would do, play dead. The vandal searched the area around me. I was surrounded with the remains of vex. As the fallen came closer and close my mind started to race, because it reminded me of before I came alive. Resurrection is not only a process of rebuilding the body but also having the spark. The spark is the will of the mind to live. Without the spark, the body will decay back into death. My spark manifested itself in a dream. I stepped off the ledge of a floating platform to descend into a crowd of indescribable horrors below. Falling at break neck speeds I unleashed my powers with all my might. When the smoke cleared the enemy was still there, and I crashed into them. They quickly overrun me and attacked from all sides. Time seemed to slow down and I thought of giving up and let the darkness consume me. I had no way of defeating this much enemy. The pain and fear will fade and slowly my life will end and no one will remember me. I have always fought the darkness on my own with no witness and keep it at bay from the rest of the population. Then a memory came to me and revived the will to live. I reached deep into the void, reached all the way in until my body could no longer hold it. Then different hues of color unleashed from my hands. The enemy lit up into flames and shrieks of pain resounded throughout the cavern and then I woke up.