It was a nice day at the Tower. It was relatively empty, however, with the arrival of Saladin and his iron banner. It sent all of the elite Guardians off, anxious to test their might against one another. Which left a newly reborn warlock, all by herself. She sighed, as she reviewed the note Ikora had given her: [i]Guardian. I cannot begin to explain how wondrous it is to have you here, among the light. I know that you have been reawakened only recently, and it pains me that I am not there to guide you, and show you how to master your Light. I have begun leading a team of my Hidden to a reconnaissance mission on the moon and It may be weeks before I return, so I've decided to leave you in good hands. Seek out a guardian named BraveCole, a veteran Titan. I know that he may not be of the same branch as you, but he was the only one available that was willing to show you how to combat the darkness. I hope that you grow strong. Traveler's light, Guardian.[/i] She folded the note up and tucked it into her robes, and began looking around. She then saw a lone Titan, looking over the balcony and up at the Traveler. She could only assume that he was the one she was supposed to seek out. "Ahem.." She started. "Are you BraveCole..?" The Titan slowly looked back, and met the eyes of the warlock. "Yeah. Why? Has my ghost shell arrived?! I swear to god if it's chocol-" "W-Wait. I'm not here to uhm.. Deliver a ghost shell. Ikora sent me to find you.. She said you could train me..?" BraveCole stared at the warlock in silence, before speaking up. "Ikora.. Hmm. I remember that conversation. I've trained many Titans, but never a warlock. This should be [i]very[/i] interesting." He clapped his hands and rubbed them together, seeming eager. "Alright, lassie. You may be a warlock, but Imma train you like you're a Titan. Like you're [i]my own.[/i] She gulped. "Okay.. I um.. I understa-" "STAND UP STRAIGHT, MAGGOT!" She screamed, startled by BraveCole's shout. She even managed to drop her scout rifle. She fumbled around, quickly picking it back up and standing up straight, although she was trembling quite noticeably. "S-Sir Yes Sir!" She squeaked. "What's your name!?" "Sushi! Er, I mean, Sasha! It's Sasha, sir!" "Sasha!? What kind of name is Sasha!?" "It's my name, sir!" "Well, from now on, I'm gonna call you Chips! Do you understand me, Chips!?" "Chips!? Why are you calling me Chips!?" "You back talking me, Chips!?" She hesitated. "N-No sir!" "Good! Now! Let's get started, shall we!?" ----------------------------------------------------------------- Chips and BraveCole were in the desolate tundra that was old Russia. They stood in a field where there were plenty of rocks and Boulders. "Okay, Chips. First lesson. This will teach you respect, loyalty, and to follow orders." "I'm ready, sir." "You see that rock?" BraveCole said, gesturing to a rock that was the size of a mini van. "Yeah.. What about it?" "I want you to punch it. As hard as you can." "What..? As hard as I can?" "As hard as you can." Chips pondered for a second. What would punching rocks teach her!? She's a warlock, she isn't supposed to punch things. She's supposed to be studying the very fabric of space and time, and unraveling the mysteries of the cosmos, that in turn would grant her unfathomable pow- "Chips!" "Oh!" She yelped. "Right. Sorry.." She breathed deep, before reeling back and driving her knuckles deep into the boulder. And did absolutely nothing. A shockwave of pain shot through her body, causing her to curse and scream. "Ow! Son of a... Owww! That really.. Hurt! I think I dislocated something..!" BraveCole laughed. "Good." "Good!? How the hell is that good!?" "Because. You passed the lesson." Chips sat there, confused. "But.. I didn't even break the boulder.." BraveCole walked up to her, and grabbed her hand. He snapped it back into place, causing her to wince. "It wasn't about breaking the boulder. It was about doing what you were ordered, to the best of your ability. You passed." Chips smiled in relief. "Oh.. I try." "Ready for the next lesson!?" "Sir yes sir!" ----------------------------------------------------------------- "Ah! Oh my god! BraveCole, sir, I need.. Help!" Chips screamed. Here she was, in a trench on Earth, slowly being surrounded by an army of thrall. She could see them slowly approaching her, as another legion of them crawled and poured out of the cracks. She felt doomed, that is, until BraveCole peaked his head out. He looked down into the trench. "Up here, Chips!" She looked up. "There you are! Why did you throw me down here!? I didn't have my gun! And there's a whole lotta thrall down here! I'm defenseless!" "No you're not! Use your nova bomb!" "But if I use it in such a close proximity, It'll kill me too!" "No, Chips! Think with your fists, not your head! Remember what I told you!" She breathed as BraveCole's voice rang in her head. [i]In close quarters, a Fist is better than any gun.[/i] At the moment, she knew what to do. She channeled her nova bomb in her clenched fist, but instead of releasing it, she punched the ground and released the void energy as a massive shockwave around her that echoed along the ground, obliterating the thrall into dust. She panted, exhausted. "I.. I did it! Sir, I did it!" BraveCole smiled. He was proud. "Good job, Chips. Knew you could do it. ----------------------------------------------------------------- A few weeks of grueling training went by. Ikora had returned from her mission and was reviewing the papers on her table. "So, BraveCole. How did it go with training that young voidwalker?" "Oh. It went rather well. She's a prodigy, that one." "Prodigy? Whatever do you mea-" Suddenly, Shaxx busted in. "[b][i][u]I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT I'M SEEING!!![/u][/i][/b] His ghost then projected a scene that took place in the Crucible. There stood Chips, void energy pulsing around her. A seasoned, burly Titan rushed her from behind, but quick as lightning, she turned around and sent a void infused haymaker right into his face, sending him flying. A pair of Stormcallers flew into the scene, but before they could even phase her, she slammed her fist into the ground an annihilated them both with her void shockwave explosion. And then a Nightstalker jumped high in the air and fired a Shadowshot, but it was quickly negated. She had summoned her own makeshift version of a Ward of dawn. The remaining enemy Guardians surrounded her, and she smiled. She put her hand out and out of nowhere, summoned a hammer that resembled the Hammer of Sol, but hers was made out of Void light. The Guardians prepared to attack her, but their fear made them hesitant. She smiled once more before she spoke: [i]If you cannot move me, then I can't be moved.[/i]