"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.