[spoiler]Charles floats up to you once more. "UUUHHHH. Humans I swear, can't do anything..." He blinked and stammered a bit. "I didn't mean you guys, you are awesome. Unless your not human then you shouldn't be offended... Or would you... Bah whatever, let's continue." His shell expands as the story starts back up. [/spoiler] Sir Charlie waved his hand around the brim of the hat slowly. His eyes flicked between the hat and Josiah. Josiah's eyes were wide and he held his breath in anticipation. He watched as Sir Charlie showed him the inside of his hat to be empty. He then flipped it twice and stuck his hand in. He pulled out a shining orb of light and glowed slightly despite the daytime. "Vala!" Sir Charlie handed the Mote of Light to Josiah who took it eagerly and stared at the orb in fascination. It twinkled inbetween his fingers. "Wow, cool!" Sir Charlie tipped his hat slightly and stood back up. "I don't normally do this but you can keep that one. Just so you will be reminded of me." He tapped the side of his nose and grinned. Josiah's eyes bulged out of his head. "Really?! Momma!" Josiah held up the Mote. "Sir Charlie gave me a gift!" She knelt down beside him and looked at it. "That is really pretty, but be careful not to break it or hold it too tight. It will break and you will lose it." Josiah's grip suddenly loosened a little on the Mote. "Then we better get home so I don't drop it!" "Excellent idea." She stood up and held Josiah's free hand. "Quickly now." "Splendid! How about we have a nice drink and talk..." Sir Charlie began his sentence but Josiah and his mother already began to take off. "No time Charles! We are in a hurry!" Josiah giggled as he trotted along. "Bye Sir Charlie!!" Sir Charlie held his hand of as if to say wait but he simply sighed and waved with a smile. "Take care little one!" Josiah giggled as he and his mother quickly navigated back to their small home. Then arrived shortly and Josiah sped in and went to his little corner of a room. He set the Mote on his pillow gently and sat beside it. He watched it sparkle as his mother panted slightly from the run and put away the groceries on the shelves in the kitchen. She grumbled to herself slightly. "What are you grumbling at Momma?" "Its nothing, sweetheart." "Yea there is. Cause you always do that when you are mad." She raised her eyebrow and looked at him. "I do not!" "Yes you do!" "Do not!" "You just did it a bit ago!" She paused and thought. "You sure?" "Of course!" He hopped up and pointed at her. "Why would I lie?" She squinted her eyes and gave a grin. "You better not. Cause you know what happens to little boys who lie." Josiah blinked and went a bit pale. "The Tickle torture..." [spoiler]"Creative name no?... Threatening him with this actually worked for a bit... Until he figured out how to put his armor on like a big boy. I swear he was on the special side of things since he hit his head. Oh wait I wasn't supposed to tell you that... Um spoiler alert?... Oh whatever I'll shut up."[/spoiler] "Yep!" She quickly dashed over to him and picked him up. He squirmed and squealed in laughter as his mother poked his sides repeatedly. "MOMMA!!" He laughed. "Quite it!! That tickles!!" She laughed, set him down and kissed his head. She parted the wild hair on his head slightly as he stared up at her. "I love my little boy." "Love you too Momma!" She smiled and patted his head. "Go check on Grace for a little bit ok? She hasn't been fed since this morning." "Ok!" He quickly got out of the house and looped around to the back little stable. The old grey horse snorted and poked her head out as he arrived. "Hi Gracey!! You want you food?" The horse snorted once again and nodded. Josiah walked over the the sack of food and filled the pale next to it full of grain. He toted it over to the horses gate and lifted it up to the little hook on the door. "There ya go!" The horse snorted and munched on the grain a little. She suddenly stopped as her ears went flat on her head. It looked around in sudden panic and neighed loudly. It's hoof banged against the door as it tried to get out. "Gracey?... Gracey whats..." A loud booming noise from the sky cut him short. He looked up to see a very strange flying ship soar overhead. It was a bronze color and had multiple ports along the back. His eyes widened a little as he backed slowly towards the house as more and more ships appeared. "Momma?!..." He cried as the circled around back towards the village and inch closer to the ground. "Momma?!" He rushed back inside as the ship deposited it's first payload of troops. The distinct four arms and rifles distinguished them as a threat to the little village as the supposed Captain roared and charged forward along with its comrades to claim the little village. [spoiler]The image cut short as Charles blinked. "Oh come on! Hold up..." He blinked several times and tried to bring the memory back up. "Seriously?!.... Oh whatever I'll be back, stay here!" He zooms off leaving you to the dark room.[/spoiler] https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/157912318/0/0 link to part 2 https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/177047701/0/0 link to part 4