Parker Slaide of the Atlantis Colony PT. 2

I looked at them for a moment. They seemed legit, with their shiny armor, and their overpowered looking guns. "Hi, i'm Parker Slaide, these are my friends, Wade Wilkins and Bayli Wilkerson," it hurt to say my friend's names without Gianna being included in the list. The big one with the most armor said, "Well, hi Parker, I'm Abram Decker, i would introduce us all, but we don't have time, who would you say is the most physically capable of killing these guys?" Wade and Bayli pointed at me. "Great, Parker, take this for protection," he handed me a revolver of some sort. "Um, thanks!" I stuttered, they then jumped off the building and hovered just above the ground, them dropped, i teleported beside them, "Whoa! How'd you do that?" "It's my "short-range teleport," i moved my first two fingers to emphasize the "short-range" part. "Cool, be sure to use that against the Fallen!" I was assuming the Fallen were the spider things. They ran at one Fallen each, so i pointed my revolver and shot a two-armed one, it then disintegrated, and the revolver sizzled with electricity. Then a four-armed Fallen pointed a revolver exactly like mine at me, i chunked my knife at it's chest, and it disappeared, a large yellow orb thing lay where he was, i walked over to it, and it dissolved around me, i then had it's revolver. I decided to go akimbo, and i called the guns Bolts. I began shorting all the Fallen in range, occasionally teleporting behind one and teleporting it, with my knife, somewhere it would most definitely die. When the Fallen were all dead, a group of seven Caballen came charging at us. "What are those?" Asked the man in the trench coat, "Those are the Caballen," i replied, "clever name," said Abram, i didn't understand why he said this, but i didn't have time to ask. I teleported in the back of a charging Caballen, and sliced it with my blade, sending it away. We'd taken all if the Caballen down, and Abram turned to me, "good work, you've got potential," i was confused, "potential for what?" The trench coat guy butted in "To become a Warlock!" Abram smacked him on the back of the helmet and spoke, "to become a Guardian!" "I don't understand, i'm guessing you guys are Guardians?" Abram told me the story about the Traveler, the Last City, and the Darkness. He told me of the three classes, the factions, and told me that he'd take my whole colony to this amazing sounding place known as the Last City. "I'd love to come!" Abram called in a few more ships, which flew us all to the Last City. I rode in Abram's personal ship, with his Fireteam. "Hey, I'm Gerald, and this is Benthis." Said the trench coat guy, now known as Gerald, Benthis turned and waved. "He can't talk, he's an Exo, and his mic was ripped out in battle. He shrugged his shoulders as if saying, "Oh well!" I smiled and turned back to Gerald, "so you're a Warlock?" Gerald smiled, "Yes indeed, I don't mean to brag but, i'm the best there ever was, were, is, and will be!" I laughed and ignored the fact the he said was and were, them meaning the same thing, "so what's so special about Warlocks?" Gerald replied with, "oh, nothing, except for, of course, SPACE MAGIC!" He wiggled his fingers and sparkle appeared. "SIGN ME UP!" I said quickly. "Yo, Abram!" Abram turned from the control desk, "yeah?" "we've got ourselves a little WARLOCK!" Gerald screamed obnoxiously, but i still found it quite funny. "Oh really, well good for you Parker!" We touched down I'm the city, and when the door if the ship opened we were in some sort of garage, "this," Gerald said and ran to a lever, " is the Last City!" He made fake trumpet noises. The door slowly lifted to reveal my new home.