Throughout the time and space manipulation the Vex had inside the Pyramidion, deep within held two peculiar objects they could not replicate- Light. The Vex feared the Light as it was the only thing they cannot shape into their image. They could not perfect it.
Those two objects being the Hunter with a bounty on her, and her companion- her ghost. A guardian would not be one if not for their ghost. She could wield the Light in such a way, that almost no enemy could bring her down.
"What's the hold up here? More and more of these things keep showing up with each one I kill," Drescha snapped to her ghost, still hacking into a portal system.
"This is a very intricate system this time; I'm rewriting the directory of the portal's location and I'm not even sure if this portal will take us out of here." Vex flooded in from every direction in hopes they could kill off the imperfection. They were not known to show mercy to Guardians, of coarse. With every bullet fired from Drescha's gun inspired her own fear. One of not having ammo to fight infinitely spawning robots that seek out to "cleanse" impurities and reshape them.
"Hang on, Drescha, I almost have it!" Her ghost replied as he went on to ramble in a mathematical gibberish. "...just need to rewrite this….. And put that there…. And DONE! We're through!"
Without hesitation she fled the scene through an illuminated disk that would put the pair just on the outskirts of an infinite, Vex machine. Within every major, Vex structure the laws of space, time, and reality bend at their will. One moment a platform will be in this reality and at an instant, in another. Even if it was life-threatening, it was still fascinating to her to see it all in action.
"I managed to pull us out.. but we aren't on Io anymore," her ghost added as she caught her breath.
"What do you mean we aren't on Io- where are we?" Drescha barked. She took a moment to look around the lush, mechanical pit they were in.
"It appears I pulled us out of the Pyramidion to a place called.. The Vault of- Glass?" the ghost responded. The Vex tech was truly something. In a last-ditch effort the portal that was rewired to just take the two out of the Pyramidion did just that, but sent them to a different planet. To Venus. A Vex-rich environment with two main Vex structures. One called the Citadel- which once was almost controlled by a Fallen Kell. The other being the Vault of Glass. A rumored resting place of an ancient Fireteam lost in time, and home of a Time Conflux.
"Well.. When you said that warp gate would take us out of there, I didn't think it would take us to the inside of another." Drescha said, slightly agitated.
"Well at least we aren't being hunted by the Vex in the Pyramidion. We can look forward to the ones in here trying to kill us." Her ghost said. The two haven't really been on best terms since their encounter with Osiris. Even though at first he would be teaching Drescha all he knew about the Vex, it later turned to an "every man for himself" scenario. They were dangerous. Not just to other people, but to themselves. Especially towards minions of The Darkness. Nonetheless, they were a threat.
"How far are we to an entrance?" Drescha asked. Her ghost was already reading the coordinates of their location. Before not he pinpointed their location.
"It seems that we are in the.. Templar's Well. The closest way out is.." He was cut off with commotion of a chatter and a loud Vex gate opening. "Did you hear that? It sounded like something opened," he whispered. The two froze to hear noises slowly getting louder as they approached.
"Do you think it's a fireteam?" Drescha said quietly.
"If it is, you're not exactly the person they should meet considering you have a bounty on your head." The sound of what sounded like six Guardians' voices echoed throughout the well. It was hollow enough for the sound to echo so loudly that they might as well be standing right next to her.
"I don't get it. Why would there be a fireteam entering the Vault of Glass?" She said quietly.
"Who knows. Maybe they came here in search of loot," Her ghost replied. There were tales of other Guardians looting uncharted territory in hopes that what they found had bragging rights. If one thing Guardians did better than shoot aliens in the face, it was brag about their gear and weapons. The voices Drescha heard from the fireteam seemed as though they were bounty hunters. It sounded like they were more interested in the glory of either taking her in or taking her out. Regardless, she didn't want to stay and find out for herself.