This, like much of my writing, simply popped out of my head. Reviews are much appreciated. enjoy!

It really wasn't easy being green. Especially when there were murderous space ninjas attempting to slaughter everything green. Or blue or any of the other myriad drab colors the Grineer marines happened to wear. Circular orbs scanned the dingy hull of the mining ship as marine C51, Assault Battalion Charlie crouched behind a crimson barrel. Was it the best cover? Absolutely not, but who would expect a veteran soldier to hide behind explosives? Not a space ninja. Technically they were called Tenno but as C44 had so aptly stated before a throwing knife decapitated him last week, if it acts like a ninja it must be a ninja. Behind C51 stood eximus AC14. The A was supposed to designate which kind of eximus the marine was however the person responsible for the system had overlooked that both arson and arctic start with A. Thus AC14 could have very well been either sort. He was in fact an arson eximus, the orange aura surrounding him illuminating the two marines behind their sorry cover. AC14 finally broke the silence that had lasted since the marines had taken cover.

"Are you sure I should be standing here?" His friend huffed.

"How else will we surprise the Tenno? They'll never expect us here!" His voice was somewhat muffled by his helmet, creating just enough distortion along with the whining of the broken fan above them that eximus AC14 began to seriously question ditching their ambush plan for the far more proven strategy of standing around and unloading on anything that moved. "Don't you even think it! This is going to be the new standard strategy! All we have to do is kill a few Tenno, bring 'em to Vey Hek and he'll make us generals for sure!" C51's cohort shrugged. AC14 was fairly sure that fire and explosives didn't mix but when C51 got an idea in his head it stuck.

They had been waiting for hours. C51 still had his grakata trained down the hall, his helmet reverberating with mumbled one liners to shout at the intruding Tenno when said space ninja arrived at his ingenious ambush. AC14 had taken to the ancient pastime of sleep, a luxury many Grineer were heavily deprived of. He was in the midst of a lovely dream involving some rather un-Grineer like thoughts when he was suddenly shaken, his helmet bouncing uncomfortably off the wall behind him. "Mhmm, Valkyr…" C51 shuddered, he knew the arson eximus was a bit odd but this, this was just sick. He decided to resolve it in the most Grineer like fashion he could think of, barring shooting AC14 on the spot.

"Wake up you kubrow!" The eximus bolted upright, his hand crashing against his forehead in a salute as the marine glowered at him.

"Sleeping on watch, Eh? Thinking about someone, eximus?" The eximus quaked in his armor, his companion stalking in front of him, hands clasped behind his back in a captain like manner.

"N-no, Hey! You scumbag I was sleeping!"

"Yeah, stuff it you Tenno loving, Corpus sympathizer. You and your sick dreams! What if a Tenno had shown up?" He paused, a grin passing unnoticed across his disfigured face. "What if Sarge had passed by?" The Grineer marine received a slap to the helmet; AC14 mumbling to himself before settling back into the corner of what was essentially the least significant hallway in the whole insignificant ship.

"We've been sitting here for daaaaaaaaaaays!" C51 shot his friend an annoyed look.

"You already went to the bathroom an hour ago! And don't say you're hungry! The mess hall isn't open for another ten minutes." The eximus stood up. Despite his comrade's loud objections AC14 strode down the hall, a rude gestured aimed at the marine as the green clad soldier threw his hands up in frustration. "Fine! Be like that! You'll see! I'm going to be a general!"

C51 wasn't conscious of having fallen asleep. He took off his helmet, armor clad hands rubbing his eyes as he looked around. AC14 dominated his view, the eximus passing him a plate of mush before sitting down in his corner. "This is a retarded plan, but I have nothing better to do. We got mush again. It's purple today." C51 nodded. He had gotten the crappy spoon about halfway to his mouth before the ventilation grate crashed to the ground, the marine grasping for his rapidly disintegrating weapon as a Tenno with a helmet reminding those with enough sense to think in such a manner of a submarine sliced open one of the other marines. He drew his shock baton. This was his chance. His chance for glory! Fate however had other plans, an Excalibur dropping through the vent before unleashing his radial javelin ability, C51 finding himself impaled to a wall. The blade hadn't killed him but he certaintly wouldn't be fighting any glorious fights. So he did the only logical thing to do. He tossed his baton to AC14, the two warframes turning to the eximus as he fumbled for the activation switches. "Why did you give them to me?"

"Stop being a coward and kill those scum! Use your fire thingy! Smack them! Do something!" The eximus whimpered slightly before tossing his weapons at the ground. The Tenno just laughed, pushing past the Grineer, the Loki turning to the Excalibur as he jerked a thumb at the marines.

"Ha, stupid inbred Grineer!" The eximus straightened, AC14 pulling a panel from the grime covered walls to produce a rack of emergency grakatas. With a silent efficiency belying years of combat service the arson eximus loaded two of the weapons before turning down the hall and aiming them at the Tenno. He then followed Grineer protocol to the letter. By the time the assault rifles had been depleted of ammo the warframes were bloody messes, AC14 shouting to the deceased.

"We're clones, you dicks!" C51 pulled himself off the wall with a wet slurp.

"That…was...awesome! Dude you were all like 'Imma murder you fuckers!' and they never even knew what hit 'em they were just like 'I'm a Tenno dick and holyfuckingshit!' We are so getting promoted!" AC14 looked over the mess.

"Or we could pretend this never happened, toss them out the trash chute, and get on with our lives without other Tenno trying to murder us for killing their brethren." C51 rubbed the back of his helmet.

"Yeah…your idea sounds better."

"You should go to the med bay."

"Yup."