I want the head. The head of a Tenno. I want it on my wall. After all we've done for them. After all WE created them. Then they go and… And… Everyone… Gone… I look around my small ship. It's dark, but I'm lucky I escaped with my life, let alone have a ship that works. The navigation system is a bit glitched, it was damaged in the escape. But none the less, it's a ship. A ship I'll forge my weapons in. The first one created, will be the first to fall. Hayden... I looked around the ship, and grabbed my hammer, walking slowly to the foundry. I'll do something that hasn't been done since the creation of the Warframe. I'll manually create my own weapons. I slammed it on the work area of the foundry. Bending the metal. How I hate them… I thought. I channeled my hate into my hammer swing. The blue hammer hitting the black metal, shaping it into a deadly weapon. I'll sharpen it later. I tossed it to the side and started to carve a throwing knife. All the despair they've caused me. I grabbed my hammer and slammed them. It was sharp. Sharp enough the penetrate the most armored warframes. I'll need a weapon of fear… Something to make sure they'll dread the day I come for them. Looked at the bow I created before. The Paris…. A prime example of Orikin technology. I picked it up and studied it. It's gold and white wasn't very fear inducing… So I smashed it. I started to wail my hammer into it roughly. Until the frame of the bow was gone. Leaving nothing but a black thin inside. The head of a Tenno… This arrow will decapitate!
"Remember this name, Hayden… The name of….. The Stalker!"
Warframe: The Stalker