]The kitchen was directly to his left, stainless steal appliances and wooden cabinets along with marble slab counters. James creeped passed the kitchen and the small glass dining table that was in front of it. In front of the of the table, there was a large dark blue sofa with what appeared to be a sleeping man. James identified the man as his father, as he slowly crept to his left. Rezyl then spoke, “Where do you think your going? You told me you'd be back before 9:00, it's 2 in the morning James.” James sighed, “Dad I'm sorry I ran into some complications…” Rezyl then stood up to face his son and asked, “Mind telling me what the complications were?” Rezyl then turned on a lamp that stood next to the sofa revealing his mesomorphic structure. His hair was brown like James, but his eyes were a darker brown. He wore a white tunic with his leg armor still on. His rifle slung over his shoulder. Rezyl examined his son. He noticed the Fallen blood on his son’s clothing, hair and flesh. “You were outside the wall…weren’t you?” Rezyl asked. James did not reply. “It is a simple yes or no question. Where you outside the wall or not.” Rezyl pressed. James sighed and replied, “Yes sir…I was outside the wall…but I wasn't alone…” Rezyl chuckled in a hostile tone,“Who?” James looked at Osiris, signaling him to come inside. Osiris walked in with his hood down to Rezyl. Osiris then spoke, “ I am Osiris, The Traveler. I was with your son” Rezyl growled at his son, “Another fraud?” Osiris glared at James, James motioned at Osiris telling him that he didn't have a choice. Osiris then faced Rezyl, “Rezyl, I am no fraud. See if I wasn't The Traveler, I wouldn’t be able to strip you of your light” Osiris then extended his palm out and curled his finger and slowly drained Rezyl of his light. Rezyl gasped for air as he collapsed to the floor, gripping his chest in pain. Osiris stepped to him and glared down at Rezyl. “You still doubt that I am not your Traveler?” Osiris growled. Rezyl looked up at Osiris and asked, “What is it you want from me?” Osiris then started to pace around the room, “I wish to train your son. He shows promise of become a guardian and my successor.” Rezyl slowly stood up and rested his body against the wall, “I’m sorry, I cannot honor your request. He’s too young, and isn't mature enough.” Osiris chuckled darkly as he walked to the TV, “Have you ever seen your son fight Rezyl. You’d be surprised of what he can do, despite not having any light abilities what so ever.” Osiris then tapped into the Television and played footage of James fighting through the wall. The footage was through Osiris’s Point of View and was a little scratched up. Rezyl sat down on the couch and watched his sons fighting style, “And no gun?” James rubbed the back of his head, “Not a fan of guns…’ Rezyl sighed, “Fine, if you wish to train James, you may…” Osiris replied with, “As if you had a choice Rezyl. Now, dont worry the first two of weeks will be under your supervision.” Rezyl nodded, “Anything else?” Osiris then sat next to Rezyl, “A place to stay.” Rezyl sighed, “We have a guest room that sits next to James.” Osiris then handed Rezyl’s power back, “Thank you.” Osiris then followed James to his room and looked around. There in James’s room lied a Captain's head on his wooden desk along with a half-finished hand cannon that is mostly made out of scrap metal parts and a old wooden bolt-action rifle. His room was painted black and was covered in chalk drawings and writings. His bed had a wooden bed frame with dark blue bed sheets. On his bed lied a refurbished hunter helm that resembled a gray BMX helm with a neon orange goggles and a black cloak. Osiris paced around the room and looked at the drawings. “Quite the visionary James. Do you read a lot?” Osiris asked. James nodded, “For the most part I do read, I read on what I don’t understand or what I want a better understanding of” Osiris smiled, “Smart. Tomorrow, bring your rifle” Osiris then gestured to the handcannon, “And whatever that is” James smiled a bit, “I’m working on my gunsmithing skills…” Osiris nodded, “I love how you made the rifle in such a classic way. I don’t see many beginner gunsmiths make these, especially at the extent you did this. The hand cannon needs work. I will help you with that tomorrow.” James nodded, “Thank you Traveler.” Osiris laughed a little, “It’s Osiris, please stop treating me like I’m some god.” Osiris then walked into his new room and looked around. The room looked as if it was recently cleaned. The room was painted a light gray and had a queen size bed. There was a wooden nightstand to the left of the bed and a dresser in front of the room. He shrugged and laid his hood on top of the Nightstand. Osiris then laid in bed and closed his eyes and slowly dreamt away his pain. The next morning James awoke in bed. It was 8:05 in the morning and was still covered in the dried up blood. He groaned as he crawled out of bed and trudged to the bathroom to shower. As he walked out, he could see Osiris wearing something other than the Cobra outfit. He wore a beige tunic and dark gray cargo pants. On his arms, you could see scars running down to his hands, part of his scalp was also cut up. He looked as if he just came out of a war. Osiris just sat a the table and sipped his coffee. James sighed as he continued his way across the hall to the bathroom. He walked into the small bathroom and grabbed a dark blue towel and slung it over the curtain. He then faced the mirror and examined himself. He felt...different. His eyes were more blue than brown. He then undressed and took a shower, his body was sore from yesterday which he could use as an excuse to take a longer shower than usual. After 20 minutes, he climbed out and wrapped his white towel around his waist as he brushed his teeth. James then paused...he heard Osiris talking to someone. A female. Not his mom, his mom would still be sleeping. He listened again as he heard Osiris say, “Oh yeah, he's up, probably wrapin’ up with the shower.” The female replied, “Mind if I sat with you then?” Osiris nodded as he pulled out a chair for her and replied with, “not at all” James gritted his teeth, “Why is she here!” He growled as he slipped through the door and started to walk quickly to his room. The female then smirked, “Stryker, what do you think you're doing?” James sighed, “I was going to change Ms.Bray” he slowly turned around to face her. Osiris glanced over at James, then back at his coffee. “I came early to tell you some good news…” Ana said nervously. James eyed her, “why are you nervous…?” Ana smiled at James slightly. Osiris then guessed, “you're probably a father.” Ana laughed, “what no! I got a new fire team!” James hugged her, “Thank god I'm not a father!” Ana hugged back, “ Yeah...but there's one issue…” James pulled back, “what is it?” Ana smiled a bit, “Dredgen is on my fireteam…” James groaned, “you got to be kidding me…” Osiris looked up from his coffee briefly then continued staring. “So who's your friend?” Osiris asked. “Girlfriend rather...she's 17, I'm 15. Her name Is Ana Bray” “Ana, House of Bray, nice to speak to you sir.” Ana said to Osiris. Osiris nodded, “Formality...I like it.” Ana then examines James body, there were more cuts on it running from his right chest down to his left hip. His body seemed more muscular as if something was enhancing it. “What happened to you Stryker?” Ana asked. James shrugged, “I was going to ask Osiris that.” Osiris then stood up and examined James. He gripped James’s chin and examined his eyes. Osiris then paused, his eyes where a abnormal cobalt blue, more increased since they met. Osiris then grabbed a kitchen knife and slit open a wound on James. “Hey what the hell!” James growled. Osiris then saw a mix of Elinski blood and Human blood. The silver blood was thicker then the human blood. What was strange to Osiris was how perfectly mixed the two where. There was no fighting at all between the blood cells. “Ana, can you leave James and I?” Osiris asked politely. Ana nodded, “Yes sir” she then started to walk out to the Tower. Osiris growled at James, “Do me a favor, keep your temper for as long as you can. You are now part Fallen.” Osiris sighed and then continued in a calm tone, “I don’t know how long you have till the transformation is complete, but it seems your body has been doing this for a long time.” James stood there, “Part Fallen…you mean I can change into a Fallen…” he asked. Osiris nodded, “I will inform your parents…just get ready and meet me outside.” James then walked to his room and changed into the same outfit as yesterday. The outfit had regenerative qualities that restored it back to normal, the only issue was how long it took. This time he added his black cloak. It was attached onto to the right shoulder and attached itself into onto his right chest. He left his hood down and grabbed his rifle and half-built hand cannon. He slung the rifle over his shoulder and his hand cannon in the holster. He then walked outside his apartment and to the nearby garage. He opened it and hopped onto his Heavy Pike that he stole. He revved the Pike’s engines and sped off to The Tower. Osiris sighed as he walked to James’s parents room, Rezyl was changing into his Titan armor with the help of his wife Alexis. “Rezyl…I regret to inform you that your son is part Fallen…..”