"Ugggghhhh. Why Venus. Why always Venus? It's too hot here." "[i]Quit your moaning. You have no right to complain. Your armor is air conditioned[/i]" "You wouldn't understand because you're a ball. You don't feel heat the same" "[i]Uh huh. Why are we hear again?[/i]" "The Tower actually called me in do an assignment. Something about a fireteam disappeared into the Vault" "[i]What like Kabr?[/i]" "Kind of" Jonathan Macleod, one of the strongest Warlocks alive, was cranky and old. Aged as a human, he was a mere 37. But as a Guardian he was 276. One of the last Guardians from that era, he was part of an old order that mostly is dead. Counting him, 4 members were still alive. One had gone completely insane and two more were now part of the Trinary Star. He was the only half sane member left. The Tower, which banished him three years ago, now requested his help. Strange energy signals were reported in the Vault. Unlike any observed before. So John was expendable. And that made him perfect for the unknown. He was riding into the Waking Ruins and eliminated the local Praetorians. He proceeded to walk up to the massive bronze gate which was now open. "Never a good sign. The Vex like to tidy up" "[i]Be careful[/i]" "Yeah yeah" With his Ghost in his head, he descended into the Vault. As he went deeper he noticed something. "Where the hell are all the Vex? Even the Gorgons are gone." "[i]Maybe the fireteam wiped them out.[/i]" "Possible. But the Vex should have them restored by now..." John went deeper and was eventually at the massive stone doors of Atheon's throne. He noticed them open and cleared the room. There were no Vex in sight. John then looked towards the Glass Throne and saw it. And huge, pulsing mass of Void energy. However, it behaved erratically and unstable. Unlike the Void. The Void only becomes unstable when manipulated. He approached it and looked curiously at it. Then he heard them. Whispers. Everywhere. He couldn't hear the words but he sensed them. He drew his Eyasluna and scanned the room again. Not a thing. Except the Void. He turned back and found it almost beautiful. Like it was inviting. Maybe he should- "No. No no no." "[i]What is it?[/i]" "This energy is dangerous. It can speak. Almost like the Aharmkara." That gave him an idea. "Ghost. Get the bones" In a few seconds and small pile of bones transmitted into his hand. Immediately they began to speak. "[b]Welcome, Oh Bearer Mine, have you considered my offer?[/b]" "No. I just need you to speak over this energy" "[b]Come, Oh Bearer Mine, we must fill the world with teeth-[/b]" John just tuned it out and inspected the energy. He could still feel the presence urging him to accept it. However the Aharmkara spoke louder. So he was safe. For now.

The bones and void energy seemed to be trading words, almost as if they were conversing. Jonathan thought this to be strange. He set the bones on the floor by what what appeared to be the base of a single conflux. The wishers grew louder and softer, changed tones, and languages. Then, in an instant, everything fell silent. Jonathan snapped up right from sitting against the wall. His Hawk Moon drawn and at the ready. He slowly approached where the exchange had been happening. Then it happened. The void collapsed in on itself, wait a split second, and erupted back out again with such force that it threw Jonathan out of the throne room and back into the hall way. His vision was blurred and his hearing rang. It cleared and his ghost was yelling at him to get back to his feet. He slowly up righted himself, and what he saw made his blood turn stone cold. The fireteam that had disappeared, was now standing in front of him, but they had changed. They were solid black, like silhouettes, but it was them, standing before him. Dark, rich purple void energy rolled off of them and billowed across the floor like fog across a lake on a cool morning. Jonathan stared for a moment. He turned, and ran he never had run before… but he could hear them coming, and they were coming fast.

"I wouldn't touch that thing if I were you," Cain says. "But I guess you already figured that out." [i]This guy's here to rescue us. At least TRY to be polite![/i] "Well, he's a cranky old man, probably about to shrivel into dust at any momen-... Oh shit you heard that." [i]Good job, hero of the Traveler. It's amazing you even GOTTEN here with those brains of yours.[/i] "Shut up, Yuki! Well, I guess I have to thank you for finding me here. The source here is getting unstable and probably gonna take out this entire room. Damn. And I though I could hook Taniks up with this place." [i]He has a place to sta-.. Hey what are you doing??[\i] "Shutting you up!" Cain shouts at he shoves the (female?) ghost into his bag. "Well, I got a ton of info on this energy. The Vanguard would go nuts over this. Just need to fight.. Through.. That." Cain points to the Atheon door, where Morphon is waiting. "Well, I guess we fight now?"

John looked back and saw the massive Vex construct that awaited them. Almost as if a Hydra had limbs. It wielded a massive shield made of the same material as Hydra shields. And massive cannon that was glowing with solar energy. Then he looked again at the Void energy, now further deteriorated and was now spitting Void Lightning everywhere. "This can't be good" He pockets the bones and draws his sword, short and heavy. It shimmered like only steel does and the brass handle shined bright. He twirled it as if it weighed nothing from centuries of practice. "Oh, I almost forgot. I'm John. And I may be old but I'm not crumbling." "[i]You are cranky though[/i]" "Thanks Averlia, totally what I need" He walked away from erratic Void energy and breathed deeply. His frame flexed to show a compact, powerful build. The robes of the Iron Banner flowed in the winds of the Vault. Always towards the future. He then threw out his hands and was sheathed in lightning. The sharp scent of Ozone permeated the air as the current of wind shifted, eventually turning into a raging cyclone with him at the center. He walked forwards slowly and each step was responded with a deep crack of thunder. He pointed his sword towards the massive Vex Warrior and spoke "Tar anois. Fearr liom an fearg na déithe"

"Yuki. Mind summoning the Walker?" [i]I can't. We're too deep. [/i] "That can be taken it at least 1000 different ways." [i]Please don't bring that up HERE![/i] "Whatever, just summon my gear." Out of nowhere, the Guardian morphs into a blinding light, to come out with Hunter levels of armor, with a Havoc Pigeon and a Dark Drinker in the other. "This would make sense if you watched anime. Name's Cain by the way." Cain launched forward at Morphon, his sword getting sharper with every void wave that passes through it. And when he was close enough to take a slice, Morphon teleported. The Hydra landed square in the source of the energy, and it consumed the Hydra. Void lighting was flying everywhere, until the Hydra detonated, to reveal its heart. "What in the flying fu-." [i]Cain, I'm getting huge signs of this room collapsing. We need to get out of here![/i] "No! Kill the heart." Cain yells out as he jumps at the heart. Slice after dice the heart gets pummeled. But it keeps regenerating, and Cain eventually gets exhausted. [i]Cain! RUN! We're going to be consumed![/i] But Cain was unconscious. He's been exposed to the Void energy for far too long. The darkness slowly creeped up his helpless body, about to reach his head. But just before the last of the light was drained from him, both Guardians were pulled back into the out of the Vault. But there was no Ghost. Instead, before them was a weak girl, with some strange aura around her, slowly fading away. [i]Is everyone here?[/i]