An Introduction: Thomas Jones, A curious discovery

Intro Post! --> https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/186362807/0/0/1 1) Oh darkness, how long have you had me in your embrace? A hundred years? Two hundred? Three? Hah, who would have thought i would have gone like that, heck who knew aliens would chase that big glowing orb in the sky. i wonder what all of it looks like now? we fell so easily, I can’t imagine the look of it now. Oh? a light. They did always say to go toward the light, well not when you’re alive anyway. I wonder what’s on the other side? “Welcome back! I am your ghost, there is a lot you need to be caught up on since you were last alive.” Alive? Ghost? What is this? I find myself standing where I perished, the same landscape, but… older. A white glowing machine of sorts dances into my vision “Hello? Are you okay?” “You, what is going on? you’re my… Ghost?” “Correct, you are chosen, you have light within you and i can use that to bring you back from the dead, not only that, it allows to unlock hidden abilities within yourself. But what kind is up to you to learn.” After a short Q&A with my… Ghost… I learn of much that has happened, the others like me, the “home” of people like me. It sounded all like a dream, but it would be a good place to start regardless. “Ghost, how do i get to this ‘Tower’ you speak of?” My ghost shimmers and vanishes, and suddenly its speaking in my head “You see, i spent so long looking for you, i may have forgotten the way back…” wow. It was wise for it to vanish, I would punch it if it didn’t. I sigh and start walking. Surely if i keep going on i‘d reach this Tower eventually… Right? 2) Days roll pass, i learn how to scavenge for resources, i learn how to shoot with guns i found on the ground, heck, i learn to fly! well, hover, kind of. Even so, i can’t quite figure out what my “powers” are. I mean flying is cool, but still, Ghost tells me that the aliens are still here, and how on earth can i fight by flying? As i ponder these thoughts i approach a cliff, and upon closer inspection, it seems that way down below there is a town! yes! people! haha! they can help me get to the tower! wait… is that… “Ghost, what is that?” like magic it appears beside me again and all i hear is a whirring noise and it replies “well, that, would be the Fallen. you know? The aliens i told you about?” oh. wow. “GET DOWN! LINE RIFILE!” startled, I feel something rip though my shoulder and every nerve in my body lights up with pain. I collapse and begin to spasm, my ghost clearly unable to assist, its like a hurricane rushing through my body and all i can feel is pain. pain and rage. rage? a small portion of me wonders what it could mean, as the rest of me decides to jump off the cliff. As i fall, the pain fades away and i realise I'm glowing, like there are electrical tendrils arcing out of me, and with a guttural cry i smash into the ground, not dead but no longer glowing, all transferred to the mass around me, which, i note, happens to be a whole lot of aliens as they are incinerated by the energy transfer. “THAT’S MORE LIKE IT!” i yell and i get shot from all around me. 3) That was fast, I'm dead again huh? something tells me my ghost can’t resurrect me here, i can feel it, like a crushing darkness, weird. But then i feel a string of light like something is pulling me back, its clearly not mine… I open my eyes, body undamaged. a hand on my shoulder suggests someone helped me back… someone like me? “Get up Striker, it was a great Fist of Havoc, but you fail to realise we are outnumbered.” I look up and see that, yeah, i really didn’t see a whole bunch of enemies,dang. A handcannon is slapped into my hands and like a machine i get to blasting. “yes, lets jump off a cliff, surely my ghost would catch me, right?” my ghost appears and taunts me mid-firefight. “not quite the time for this ghost!” “fine, but hey at least we know what you can do now!” “I STILL DON’T KNOW” I scream as I fire off the rest of the clip into a charging captain, dropping him before his blades dropped me. “Thomas, you’re a Striker Titan, Concentrate that feeling you felt into your hand, and when it feels like its something, toss it!” I listen and its almost second nature, i throw the ball and it explodes, blinding everyone looking at it, including me. 4) As the light clears, i don’t see any of the enemies in front of me, except a much of spots on the ground literally pulsing with electric energy. Looking around, the area is suddenly full of guardians, and not just one that i saw. “uhm ghost? where did they come from?” “Tom, i have no idea. but, i think they’re from the tower.” i count 11 guardians, 3 with hoods, 4 that literally look like mages, and 4 that look… no, feel just like me(in their armor anyway). “there are so many of them… wait did you call me Tom?! if we’re handing out nicknames, i should be naming you!” “Sure Tom, i just find ‘Tom’ easier to say than Thomas, so feel free to call me what you want, but at least tell me” hmm a name? “How does ‘Cole’ sound?” my ghost expands in approval “Cole works!” “Zavala, the breach has been taken care of, we have survivors, one striker, he seems new, and a bunch of civies. yes, the bladedancer on duty is hurt, but its nothing serious. Apollo Company out.” The source of that sentence immediately turn to look at me “Striker, who are you? are you okay? what happened out here? are you new?” “Elizabeth, calm down, he’s obviously new, the handcannon ain’t even his!” Another titan says as he walks toward us “Hi, the name’s Mike,I’m a Defender, ignore Elizabeth over here, she likes to go according to protocol, that and she’s apollo company’s boss, AND she’s the best striker tita-” I see something coming toward us, like a ball of plasma, actually, like four of them. I shove Mike and Elizabeth out the way, something told me to do it, and i put my hand up, and just as that ball of plasma or whatever it is hit,i feel a sinking feeling, like someone dropped a anchor in my gut and i hear a pop come from my palm, and there’s a purple wall in front of the shot, like a semi-sphere, causing no damage to anyone around us. “Hive Dropships! Everyone inside! Apollo company, take em out, I wanna talk to this kid. Striker, how’d you do that?” “I don’t… i don’t know” Elizabeth looks at me “that has to be the fastest someone learnt how to use the ward of dawn. sure it was incomplete, but for a newbie to switch from striker to defender so fast…” I look around, and shake my head “Guys, i have no idea what’s going on, it just felt right.” Mike looks at Elizabeth,” Do you think? he could be like ‘Puncher’…” “Do you think i wont consider that?” After a quick debate, they taught me what they knew about being either class on the way back, and then they wanted to test something… 5) Zavala was waiting for us at the hangar “I heard about the new possible ‘Puncher’, do tell, what is your name, titan.” I look at him “Hi, you must be Zavala, they told me about you, my name is Thomas Jones, quick question, who’s Puncher?” “An old friend that recently went missing. and he was capable of using both striker and defender powers almost simultaneously, which we are about to test if you can do so too.” they usher me into a small test room, and Mike looks at me, “its simple, you make a grenade of each type in each hand.” both classes have a very distinct feel, so just draw on that on both sides of the body” Elizabeth chimes in “ Don’t worry about it too much, you can do it one by one, as long as its before one detonates” I recall those thoughts and i feel a odd cyclone of both feelings toss in my stomach, and both my hands explode from the forces i tried to conjure. one, the same blinding ball, and the other, like a purple double-blast. a gasp goes around the room Zavala was the first to speak “Holy… if he masters this, he might be better than Puncher. those grenades were simultaneous…”