Two weeks later

The differences. It could a simple thing from hair colour to your favourite kind of music against a friend. But when your a leader of a "clan" of thousands of warriors and millions of civilians, the pressures of differences begin to bear down on you.

At least that's what Pheron, self titled Messenger of the Aka Doragon Kōtei or the Red Dragon Emperors, thought as he waited outside the council, whilst they congratulated the human Spectre, Shepard.

Whilst he waited, he scrolled through the various forms of music that the humans had created over the years on his holographic interface or simply nicknamed the menu by the Tenno operators. Finally he stopped upon the song Dancing with the Devil by Breaking Benjamin.

He paused, letting the lyrics wash over his mind and soul.

Slowly he began to move before gliding around the room fighting an imaginary foe, lost in the beat.

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Shepard stood proudly on the podium, her back straight, shoulders squared and head held high as she was congratulated on the elimination of Saren and the Geth.

After the explanation of the Reaper vessel and it's destruction, the talks began to turn the new comers who had helped the council races in space and saved a great deal more on the Citadel.

Though some were still nervous about the massive ships, stations and the huge swarms of fighter sized ships moving in a intricate, protective dance in the clouds of the nebula.

"Shepard," spoke Tevos, the Asari councillor. "Could you bring in the new comers ambassador in?"

"Of course councillor," Shepard replied, bowing before turning around and gathered her ground crew to follow her outside into the waiting area.

As they entred the room, they came upon few saw with their own eyes before they were killed, the beautiful but deadly dance that all Tenno perform. Some would call it the dance of demons, others call it the the Death Dance but most just call it the Dance. The fluid movement and motion of fighting perfected over centuries of warfare and eradication.

They stood mesmerised as the tall figure moved around the room before coming to a stop just before them, his back facing them.

"I still say I can kick his ass," a gruff voice broke the stunned silence. All parties turned to face Wrex who stood, arms crossed and face seemingly put into a pout or at least a krogan version of one as he eyed the tall dark figure warily.

Another tense silence fell upon the group before Shepard cleared her throat to clear its heavy atmosphere.

"The Council is ready to see you..?" She stated before trailing of into silence as she didn't know the name of the person in front of her.

"Pheron, Messenger Pheron, leader and founder of the Aka Doragon Kōtei. Lead the way so we may begin this game of bladed words."

I'm so sorry for the short chapter before Christmas but I just couldn't think of a way to extend the chapter any longer. Now to answer some reviews:

DivineWhisperV2 - to answer your question there's two types of Tenno in this story, one is the standard Tenno which is played in the Warframe game whilst the other is rarer and much harder to happen is what I call Bonded Warframes where the Tenno and the Warframe are so in sync that they mesh into one being becoming faster, stronger and have the ability to store more energy efficiently and use their abilities more often. Pheron as you can guess is a Bonded with the Nekros frame.

Neo-Devil - not sure what to say, care to explain?

DOS73 - thanks for the positive feedback, I really hope you enjoy this chapter too

Anyway I'm not sure when the next update will be but hopefully I'll have the next chapter longer

Thanks for reading and Merry Christmas and have a Happy New Year.