John was in the Dreadnaught doing little more than being bored. He was fighting some Hive to maybe get his hands on a few Taken soldiers to study how the link worked. But it was uneventful. After he had torn a Thrall to shreds he turned towards the last Knight. It roared a challenge to him and took out a Cleaver. He smiled and drew his own sword in response. John felt its familiar weight and hidden power. He charged his swing with a series of runes meaning strength, speed, and force. The combination sheered through the Knight's Cleaver and continued to his thick shoulder. The blade slowed but did not stop. Deep cracks appeared from the impact and he gave one last push, the Knight's body going limp and being flung to the side by shear force. He grinned and spoke mockingly. "You lose" He was about to sheath his sword but then he felt a little something. He didn't know what it was. He focused on it and suddenly he felt his Light being torn from his body. He screamed and felt his sword vibrate dangerously. John had not ever felt such a presence. Even Oryx lacked to ability to shear his Light. He felt the source. The Hull Breach. Powerful forces of an unknown energy. It felt like the burning Light of a Guardian had been spun together with the ice cold of Darkness. It almost made him sick. John pulled himself together and began to march towards the Breach. He encountered Taken but they did little more than actually flee. But not from him. Something behind them. He saw it. A Captain. Taken? No. This was different. A power resonated with this Captain. He needed some really power if he was going to fight this thing. He pointed his sword to the ceiling and spoke in the language of ruins a single word. "Absorb" A blue rune floated above the sword and the chemical lights of the Dreadnaught dimmed. Energy flowed into him and he felt alive. More alive than ever. But he was angry. Unbelievably angry. The power fueled his rage and he turned it towards the Captain. As he got closer he saw an army followed. Mostly Vandals and Psions. He saw one or two Phalanxes He spun his sword and leapt into the flay. The new enemies registered him as his sword smashed into the Captain. He felt the armor shatter and the flesh rip open as his body flew into a Phalanx. The Phalanx shrugged the body off as his helmet met the point of the sword. A Psion roared and unleashed a wave of energy. No, a radiated pulse. He planted his sword in the ground and it easily stopped the wave. The battle raged as he learned more and more until naught but a Vandal was left. John was splattered with Ether and the pressurized fluid of the Cabal. The sword still had a Psion's arm it was planted into. The Vandal showed no signs of fear as his hand charged with lightning and engulfed the Vandal. That was the last of them. He stopped and contemplated how he was going to amass the energy he lost. At the end he had to dive into his own pool of Light. John knew that wasn't it. The sickly feeling remained and he had a feeling that his presence was known. And probably not happy.

[spoiler]Look below then continue of there if you wanna fight in.[/spoiler]

[spoiler]aye. Start from the very bottom or last combat?[/spoiler]

[spoiler]last combat[/spoiler]

[spoiler]seems to be in utter chaos. Is there a posting order or something? Or just post when we can? [/spoiler]

[spoiler]we have just been going off of the bottom post. It is faster than waiting for someone to respond( What we did before)[/spoiler]

[spoiler]alright thanks. I'll do what I can[/spoiler]

[b]a taken fog surrounds them as hive in black and white armor began to appear, xerox at the top[/b]

Alice dashes into the room to see Grixis leaving it on the other side. She calls out to him. "Grixis!!"

[b]xerox has her rogue hive attack them, trying to stop them from reaching the rupture[/b]

Alice also rushes forward, pulling out her Solar sword, ready for the collision. "You're mine Grixis! I told you this in the Valley!"

Stronix stepped in between him and the rocket, blocking it, but leaving no trace damage, while Vôlik-Dal, Men'kaar, and Calvik quickly dispatched the Hive forces coming down the incline. This is what it has come down to now. Weak gods, withering sects, and rebellious Hive. But that would change soon. If these interlopers thought that they could stop them, they were sorely mistaken. More portals appeared, spawning more Reborn Fallen, Hive, Vex, and Cabal. Even The Nexus and Valus Ta'aurc joined with Sepiks Prime and Phogoth. His arm continued to glow with the Reborn energy, while the blade of his cleaver became the very embodiment of Light, to his distaste. He opened his arms out to their full length. "Come then, Defenders of Light! May your interference be fruitless! You cannot stop the coming war!" He challenged his new opponents. And with that, every single Reborn in the area attacked.

While destruction reigned in this room, Alice had only one goal. Grixis. While Garuud rocketed the Reborn, but to no effect, Verox sending Hive to slaughter them too, Alice charged through the fray, dodging any blow that might damage her. Eventually, she faces Grixis himself, although the distance is high. "Remember me?" She asks him, while still staying on high alert of any incoming attack she will dodge and avoid.

"How could I forget such a wretched being like you." His arm grew sporadically with a sudden increase in Reborn power. He reared it back, and shot it out toward the Dark Hunter. A torrent of Light and Dark energy shot out from his hand, racing toward its target.

Alice holds up a hand and easily absorbs the Light and Dark energy. "That the best you got?" She says with a smile.

Garuud activated his hammer and began tossing hammers into each group of taken and reborn. causing explosions that killed more and more enemies. He kept tossing hammers and then tossed the last one at Grixis as he jumped up onto the platform. "Hammer nice day!" Garuud yelled with a smile " Hey buddy! You miss me pumpkin?"

John walked out into the war zone. He saw nothing but utter chaos. The Taken were almost gone. Maybe one or two groups barely holding themselves together as these new creatures hammered into them. He saw several disturbing things. Several large knights were causing problems. 3 matched the elemental forms of Light and Darkness. And looked like a slightly smaller Alak-Hul. There was a rather powerful Wizard reeking havoc as well. As John looked across the zone he saw several defeated targets come back. And seemingly more powerful. Phogoth was massive. Sepiks was back. Along with the Nexus and Valus Tau'uarc. As he looked closer he saw the focus point of most of the enemy. Towards several Guardians and a Hive Knight. Quite a large one that reminded him of the Warpriest. "Wow... Quite the battle here" "[i]You know, you COULD just vanish while they're ignoring you[/i]" "Have you ever known me to run from a fight?" John said coyly as a flaming hammer smashed the wall next to him. "[i]I knew you would do this[/i]" "You know me all too well" With that John leapt into the air and fired a lightning bolt into a cluster of them. The powerful bolt shook the entire ground and tore through every enemy below him. He landed behind a Phalanx and jammed his bayonet into the small of the back, simultaneously firing 3 rounds from his Eyasluna to the same point he stabbed. He tore the gun out and ran over to where the Guardians and Knight were making their stand. He leapt over the front lines of the battle only to trip when he landed in front of the small group. "Hey," John panted, "Any of you... Know what these things are?" John lifted himself off the ground and, for the most part, ignored the massive force behind him.

" They started showing up just recently due to that d bag over there. *indicating Grixis* All I know is that they smell and they are mean. They also do not like fire." Garuud smirked. another voice spoke up from Garuuds mouth. " Like at all, they scream a lot and pop hahahaha" Another voice spoke up" ..... that's gross" Garuud smirked. " So lets take him down."

He was beginning to get a little irked. The plan's success was inevitable, that was a fact. But with these rebellious Hive and these damned Guardians were delaying that. He noticed the commotion in the distance and took a glance at the source. Down below was the same Titan from the Valley, but the Warlock was new. No matter. No 'one here could stop him. He raised his Reborn arm and pointed at the two Guardians below. Sepiks Prime and Valus Ta'aurc faced them and attacked. Sepiks firing blast after blast of Reborn energy, and Ta'aurc firing his giant rail gun and launching volleys of rockets that split into a swarm of smaller rockets halfway to their target. As for Phogoth and The Nexus, they climbed up the incline and went to engage the Hive blocking the Rupture. And that left the Blades, Molkir, and him to kill the Dark Hunter.

Guardians were starting to come in the grand chamber quickly. Soon, there would be more here then she would like. But, as is, she'd have to be quick, otherwise things could go horribly wrong. She stood before Grixis and a few of his bodyguards, as always, ready to dodge any attack. "Tell me what your doing here Grixis, if you could please." She says nicely, not planning to harm him. Yet.

She wanted to know why he was here? Really? Yeah, wasn't gonna happen. He stared down at the Hunter, ignoring the two battles happening above and below him. "I think not. You will just have to wait and see like all the rest. But I will say this. A change is coming to the Hive. Crota was weak in both mind and body, Oryx only came for vengeance, never to truly lead a campaign against the Light. The Hive's dormancy ends with us. Soon, we will bring the Hive from the ashes, and your city and Traveler will fall." Suddenly the Rupture behind him changed from its black and green color, to a white and black color. He noticed, and grinned underneath his helmet. Out came his Five shadow like beings. "I see that it's time." He looked back at the Hunter. "Farewell, Guardian. When we meet again, you and all the other Guardians better bring everything you have." He shot his Reborn arm into the air, and the entire area was covered in a blinding light. When it cleared, he, Molkir, the Blades had disappeared, and the Rupture closed, leaving only the Reborn and the four commanders. ---------------------------------------- A portal opened in the massive room, somewhat identical to the room of the front of Sarkon's Dreadnaught. This was it. This was where Oryx had fallen. This was also where the last of his power lies. But that would change. Portals all around them began to appear, spawning the Deathsingers of the Wrath of Sarkon. But one in particular appeared at the very front the room. A second later, Sarkon himself appeared in all of his glory. He looked to one of his Shadows. "I assume we will not be disturbed?" "[i]No,"[/i] it said, sounding almost exactly like him, but with a more deeper voice, [i]"The wards will hold. Nothing can enter, not the Vex, the Hive, or the Guardians on board."[/i] "Good." He then approached the altar where Sarkon stood. Once he took his place beside him, he spoke one word. "Begin."