Recuerdo

Conocerse a uno mismo es nunca perder el norte

[RECOVERED RECORDING]

[LOCATION: EDZ]

[BEGIN PLAYBACK]

"You're Bishop-14."

"Depends who's asking."

"Procyon Lotor."

Bishop's smile disappeared.

"Haven't heard that name in a long time."

The Warlock stepped closer.

"Exo. Lightbearer. Bounty hunter. Active since the Dark Age. Twilight Gap. Russia. The EDZ."

"You've done your homework."

"And you remember who you were before resurrection."

Solar Light flickered across her hand.

Bishop leaned back.

"There's the question you actually came to ask."

"You've been using powers outside Vanguard authorization."

"Dabbling in Darkness?" Bishop laughed. "And why would I tell you if I was?"

The room grew hotter.

"You Hidden?"

Silence.

"Not so damn hidden. Heard you coming a mile away."

The Warlock raised her hand.

"That's unfortunate. You've outlived your usefulness."

Two shots cracked through the room.

The first struck her chest. The second took her through the head.

Her Ghost appeared.

Recuerdo hummed.

The reports came again.

Two phantom rounds followed the first pair, memory given form through Light and Darkness.

The Ghost shattered.

Bishop holstered the weapon.

"...Hidden my ass."

[END PLAYBACK]