A/N: Ok. Before I start, lemme take a peek at my checklist.

Computer Charged? Check.

Cat Scratched? Check.

Hockey Game Won? Check.

Epic Gamer Bread Collected? Check.

Soundcloud in my Ears? Check.

Time to write.

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Drel's Galliot.

Somewhere in between the Moon and Venus.

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Atheon and Rei were all over the Galliot's interior, eyes shimmering with excitement as they looked and poked at every inch of it. This surprised Drel since her ship didn't exactly have all to that much inside it. Just a couch/bed combo, a weapons/armor locker, a closet and a mini-fridge/freezer combo. The walls, ceiling and floor were a myriad of blended colors that, to a passing eye, looked like someone had set off a Nova Bomb filled with a shit-ton of paint inside the ship, took a peek at the results, nodded and went along with their business. The strangest thing about it was that it all fit the overall aesthetic of the ship. The inside at least. If you compared the outside with what they were looking at now the contrast would blind them three times over.

Atheon hopped onto the couch, head resting on one end while his legs copied him on the other. Rei, who had gotten to the couch a second early, gave him a half-serious glare. "Really?"

"Yes really."

The woman sighed, turning to look at the cockpit seats. They looked like the exterior coloring of the Galliot and, like the exterior, it seemed… alive, as if it had a second skin flowing across it. Rei couldn't pin down what the substance was, so she asked Drel to do it for her. The Awoken Warlock had just exited the weapons locker, having deposited the Sword of Crota inside of it. "Oh, the seats? They're made of a carbon fiber/SIVA mix."

Rei gave her a look of two very different meanings. One could interpret the look as 'Nice.' Another could see it as 'HOLY SHIT YOU CAN USE SIVA HOW THE FUCK CAN YOU DO THAT?!'

"And before you ask," Drel stated, holding a finger to the shorter woman's mouth. "Yes, I did manage to reprogram the SIVA. Took me around 9 months, 15 near-outbreaks of the stuff and a whole-lotta support."

"How'd you do it?" Rei leaned closer to the Warlock, emphasizing every word with a poke to the gut. "Come on, spit it out."

Drel replied, "Flashback time."

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Dreadnaught, Rings of Saturn.

Three years prior… or 3 years later. Depends on how you look at things.

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"You want to do WHAT EXACTLY?!"

Ecthar was furious. This was probably the craziest plan that had come out of the little Awoken's mouth. "Did you not just see what that… those things did to our troops?! They were massacred in the course of a few minutes! Do you honestly think you would fare any better?!"

"Yes, I know what they did to our guys, Little Sword." It always pissed him off when she called him that. As to why, she never really knew. Probably because she was too busy dodging his frenzied swings to listen.

"You know, I thought you were insane. Proposing you use Vex tech to go back in tome and prevent Lord Crota's death? But this," he snarled angrily. "This isn't just insanity. It's something worse. Much, much worse. If it weren't for the fact that you have Lord Oryx's favor I would cut your head off right here and now."

"Which wouldn't mean anything 'cause Ir Halak just finished teaching me and Gray how to Throne World our asses away from death."

"Even still it would satisfy me, if only for a moment." The Knight sighed, running its fingers across its bony head. "Look, I know what you're trying to get me to look at. You want me to see the potential success residing in this project. However, all I can see is it falling to pieces, if not sooner than most certainly later."

"Yeah, you're right. But look at it this way. If I go back in time with at least one completed sample, we could revive Crota as easily as you slicing me to bits in training."

Ecthar opened his mouth, then shut it. He stared off into a chitin wall, eyes glazing over, and began muttering to himself. Drel tuned him out and began formulating a plan as to how she would get a sample of the SIVA nanomachines. If she could isolate a section of the stuff for at least half a second she would be able to use her Runes a—

A flick on her nose broke her concentration and her less-than-concentrated train of thoughts. "Don't even think about it until I get a go-ahead."

That was code for 'Fine. It's a good idea.' Drel smiled at Ecthar. "Thanks Ecthar, but I'll run this by Oryx myself. See what he thinks about it."

He nodded, her smile growing ever-wider, and she left the room, rapid footsteps echoing through the hallways as Drel headed towards Oryx's Altar. "Honestly. I still think she's insane, but…" Ecthar sighed, shaking his head. "This'll only be able to go one way or the other. I pray it won't go left."

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Drel swaggered towards Oryx's Altar, chock-full of confidence. The Taken stationed there gave her a nod. That would've been normal, were it not for the fact that they did it at the same time. And even worse, they did the exact same motions. 'Twas creepy, to say the least. But it certainly was better than them kneeling. That had pissed her off so badly the first few times she beat the shit out of them, then told them to just nod. 'I'm gonna have to fix that simultaneous nodding. It's startin' to creep me out.'

That was put out of her mind as she strode onto the Altar, Oryx meditating just in front of its ledge. The aftermath of the Reef Armada's complete annihilation stretched far and wide, the stars and asteroids blocked with ship pieces and the occasional dead body. "What is it, Drel? More crazy ideas?" He said this in a friendly tone.

"To be blunt, I want your permission to get a sample of the SIVA nanomachines and, along with a team of Wizards, repurpose it for bringing back Crota's body." When Oryx didn't reply she continued. "If we succeed, I could use this to not only bring your son back, but as an armor or weapon upgrader. I'm thinking of putting it on our ships as a sort of test once we're done."

"Think about it. Your son, Crota, in a body that regenerates infinitely, and is tough as hell to boot.. If my hypothesis is correct, only Atheon would be able to kill him since he has the ability to erase things from time. And since I'm going to be recruiting him into our little band, we won't have to worry about that happening any time soon."

Oryx, still silent, nodded for a second, considering his options. On the one hand, he could be giving his son a near indestructible body. On the other, he could be dooming the entire crew of the Dreadnaught on a whim. Then again, she had proven very dependable in their operations against the Cabal, Vex, Fallen and Guardians. However, this wasn't about loyalty or usefulness. He was in her debt. To sum the encounter up, three Guardians had attempted to sneak into his Throne World [High War]. They had driven him to the brink of death, however she had-and he meant this quite literally—blasted through the wall, killing the Guardians by means of a crumpled skull, crushed chest or broken neck. It was then that he realized the depth of her allegiance to the Hive, and how dangerous she could be if crossed.

Yes, he was in her debt, and as such repaid it by allowing her to retrieve and experiment on the SIVA. However, there was a condition. "You have one year to complete your project. If you cannot finish it by then, I shall suspend you from your duties until I see that you are capable of resuming them."

"Oh, that's more than enough time," the Warlock replied, grinning cockily. "I'll only need nine."

Oryx nodded, turning back to the stars. Drel gave him a small bow. The last thing he heard from her was the sound of skipping and happy muttering.

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Drel's Galliot.

Present time.

Somewhere in between Venus and the Moon…

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Rei leaned closer, wanting to her more, but Drel had paused, a faraway look in her eyes. That look got broken as Rei snapped her fingers in Drel's face. "Earth to Drel? Where's the rest of your little tale? I wanna hear more before we reach Venus!"

"W-what?" Drel stuttered, her mind catching up to her body. "Oh, alright then. But I won't be the one to tell you this bit of the story."

She opened up a red holographic screen and tapped a few keys on it. A second later, Gray's voice filled the room, along with Akari and Yyaggr's. "OY, DON'T TOUCH THAT!" he yelled briefly, unaware that he was on the comms. The outburst brought Atheon into the cockpit as well, and he leaned against the wall, interested in what they were up to. "Oh, hey Drel. Don't mind me, I'm just trying not to blast these fuckers into oblivion. Whadya want?"

"SIVA Experimentation. Remember it?"

A pause. "Yeah. You want me to tell them the best part?" He said 'best part' as if it were something conspiratorial. "Hell yeah I do. I'd suggest you hurry up too, 'cause Rei here looks like she's damn near ready to slice my head open and pry into my brain herself to get it outta me. And since she's a Vex I have no doubt she could."

Gray chuckled, then continued the flashback.

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We back in the Dreadnaught. Oryx best boy, Taken best race (Vex're in second), and SIVA best enemy.

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The sounds of [Reznyck-SHOCK DOCTRINE] blasted in his ears as he went through the rune sequence. 12 Wizards surrounded him, all going through their sequences as well. The nanomachines were packed in a sphere similar to that found on a Tomb Husk. Said sphere was also surrounded by 3 layers of Runes, and even then the stuff still threatened to break free. 22 personnel had been killed by the beast known as SIVA, and he'd be damned if he lost another one. "Yo Ylatl! You done up there?"

"Almost L-Gray, just gotta fix up Rune [E76] here and… done! … now."

Gray cleared his throat and began speaking. "This is Gray of the Blood of Oryx. I'm currently stationed in Research Sect. 198 of the Dreadnaught. About to start up SIVA manipulation attempt number 476. We've tweaked a few runes based on attempt 374." He turned to a trio of Wizards and they nodded. He looked back, pressing a bright red Rune. "Activating re-programming."

The Runes began to glow, some exploding, other merging. Whatever the case, they all seemed to be reacting to one another. "Margin of Error?"

"0.0000001%!" A Wizard above his head answered. "This is much, much better than anything else we've tried! Chief, I think this might be it!"

Gray looked apprehensively at the SIVA sample. It thrashed in the sphere, resisting the Runes' attempt at reprogramming it. "Status."

"Reprogramming at… no… this… impossible… reprogramming at 67%!"

The entire room went dead silent. 67%? In the course of less than a few minutes? "Are we backing up every second of this?"

"I've set it to back up on all servers! No WAY am I gonna let this slide!"

The entire group looked at the SIVA. It seemed… weaker, tamer compared to their previous attempts. "89%, 95%!" The SIVA had all but stopped moving at this point, twitching and poking at the protective circle around it. "100%! Or so the computer says. Who wants to go prove this?"

Gray volunteered instantly. He leapt over the counter, and it was only then that he noticed a very… special group watching him. Namely, Oryx, Ecthar, Alak-Hul, Ir Halak, Ir Anûk, the Warpriest, both the Hands, the Venom, Shield, Fist, Daughters, Gauntlet, Matron, Warden and Hunger of Oryx. Their piercing gazes only helping to fill him with even more apprehension than he already had. The Hunter stalked towards the SIVA like one might approach a wounded animal. It sat there, unmoving. As if dormant. Gray summoned some Runes in his hand, causing the ones restraining the nanomachines to disintegrate. He jumped backwards, ready to redeploy them at a moment's notice. But the SIVA still didn't more. He inched closer. It still didn't move, to everyone's astonishment. He then did what could've been the end of his life: he disintegrated the Tomb Husk sphere.

Instantly the SIVA wrapped itself around him, covering the Exo in red nanomachines. The Wizards all raised their hands, about to Darkness Blast him into oblivion. The air around him began to crackle and burn, among other things as Gray realized Oryx was about to kill him as well. To top it all off, he heard the Deathsingers begin their song. As a result, he did what any respectable person would do in his position: he panicked.

"WAIT A HOT FUCKING MINUTE!" he screamed, waving his arms. "I HAVEN'T DIED SO CHILL THE FUCK OUT WILL YOU!"

That stopped everyone in the room. Gray took a breath, then continued. "Look. I haven't disintegrated or started attacking you. And check this out." He held up his arm, the SIVA flowing across it to his hand. It formed a spiky ball that changed into a flat one, then a triangle, then a red replica of Oryx. "I can control this shit freely, and it isn't trying to override my mind as well. You know what that means?" Blank, disbelieving stares. "We did it people. We finally fucking did it."

Complete silence. Everyone stared blankly at the Exo for a few minutes. Then the room exploded in cheering, crying and overall celebration. Oryx began clapping, along with the other Ultras and Majors in the top row. Gray looked up at his boss just as Drel burst into the room a massive grin on her face. "WE GOT IT! WE FUCKING GOT IT!"

More rambunctious cheering. Drel ran up and hugged Gray so tightly his chest was about to crumple. When she pulled away, tears were threatening to overflow from her eyes. If Gray actually had a face, his eyes would be doing the same thing. But he doesn't have a face. As a result, what he did do was collapse on the floor, exhaustion overtaking him. Just before he blacked out, Drel heard him mutter one last sentence.

"Drinks on me, motherfuckers."

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Back in the present. They're still in FTL Warp btw…

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"And that's what happened. Afterwards… let's just say me, Drel and the rest of the Hive on the Dreadnaught got hella drunk. As in HELLA DRUNK. I passed out first, and Drel had to carry me back to my room. Thank for that btw."

"No problemo my homeslice."

"So, was there anything else you wanted to talk about?"

"One last thing: Where exactly is the rest of the SIVA you supposedly reprogrammed?"

In response, Drel walked over to a wall, putting her hand over an orange patch of paint. One second later the wall swung open, revealing three canisters of SIVA, all marked with Sharpie pens. One had 'Crota', the second had 'Drel' and the final one had 'Gray' written on it. "We could make more… if you guys want some, that is. I wouldn't recommend it though, 'cause I want to see how it'll do while reviving Crota."

Rei nodded, her mind racing as upgrades, predictions and possibilities flowed into her head. Her face grew slack, her eyes unfocused as she buried herself in her thoughts. Drel looked over at Atheon, who was scanning the three containers. This was interrupted by an abrupt jolt, indicating the FTL warp was done. The trio went flying across the ship, Drel slamming into the cockpit seats, Atheon and Rei piling on top of her. Like Rei's thinking, this didn't last either, as they were shot from the cockpit and into the back of the ship, Atheon hitting his head on the door as he flew. He groaned as he sat up, massaging his head. "What the fuck was that for?" he whined.

There was no response, only Drel disappearing in a haze of green light. 'Welp, guess it's time to go.' "Get up Rei, we've reached our destination."

"Ok Google," the woman grumbled, but before they could exit the ship Drel transmatted back inside. "I just realized that you guys're still wearing that armor of yours and don't have any weapons. At least, none that wouldn't cause a helluva lotta suspicion. " She pulled open her lockers. Inside was every legendary/exotic weapon and armor piece in both Destiny 1 and 2. She even had Cabal, Hive, Fallen and Vex weapons, although those would most certainly cause some suspicion. "Take a look. See what strikes your fancy. Don't worry about having to copy the coloring though, I'll just say you've got some really rare shaders."

Before she transmatted off the Galliot, Drel gave them one last piece of advice. "One last thing: get a Sparrow. Fastest and second best mode of ground transportation, the first being your own feet."

Thanking the Warlock, the duo strode into the armor locker first, giving every armor piece a good look-over before they finalized their choices.. Atheon went to the Titan section and chose [Pandion Type 1], [Vest of the Jade Rabbit], [ACD/0 Feedback Fence], [Dunemarchers] and [Kell's Mark]. He was about to leave the room when he remembered the biggest aspect of a Guardian: it's Ghost. He could recreate one that seemed connected to the Light, but that would only be for looks. The Ghost whirred to life, radiolaria filling the void in which Light once called home. The thing looked up at him, blue eye unblinking. Atheon put then waved the Ghost away, assimilating it into his core.

As for Rei, she wandered over to the Hunter armor, since it seemed sleeker than the others. She slapped on a [Graviton Forfeit], [Sealed Ahamkara Grasps], [Vest of the Great Hunt], [St0mp-EE5] and an [Arc Flayer Mantle]. Rei gave her new Ghost the [Questing Shell], as it seemed as though she would be doing quite a bit of that in the future.

Next was the weapons locker. This was easier for Rei than for Atheon, as she already had one out of three guns down. Her secondary was [Transfiguration], her heavy [Eternity's Edge].

Atheon picked out [Parthian Shot], [Legend of Acrius] and a [Classical-42]. When he looked over at Rei, he groaned. She saw his remarks coming however, shutting him down with, "So what if it's Ahamkara stuff? I personally couldn't give a shit. This looks really cool and feels amazing too."

'That's what I'm worried about,' the senior Vex thought dismally, knowing that at this point nothing he said would get through her head. Finally they reached the Sparrow Sector, which contained downloadable activation codes. Rei and Atheon would select the Sparrow and their Ghosts would do the rest. She chose the S-35 Aeon Glow, he chose the EV-50 Mirage. Their shopping spree complete, Atheon and Rei finally disembarked from the Galliot, two mildly irritated faces greeting them. Noting that Akari and Yyaggr still weren't dressed, the duo decided to get some impromptu Sparrow piloting lessons in.

It would be the first and last time they did so.

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Meanwhile, inside Gray's Galliot…

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"Ok… what have we here…"

Akari was murmuring to herself as she went through the aisles of armor. The words were half Vex Binary, half English, so to most they were unintelligible. Yyaggr understood all of it however, and was reaching his boiling point because of it.

Could you please stop with the fucking murmuring?" Yyaggr yelled, his voice echoing across the room. He was in the Warlock section, Akari in Titan. She had already picked out [Oblivion Helm], [Synthocepts], [Annihilating Plate], and the [Annihilating Greaves] but was held up by the decision of which Mark she would bear. She finally chose [Mark of the Exodus], leaving Yyaggr alone as she went to see what weapons she liked best.

"Finally," he muttered, relieved that her muttering had stopped. For the moment at least. He had an [Obsidian Mind] in his hand and was looking through the Gauntlets. Four pairs caught his eye: [Sunbreakers], [Nothing Manacles], [Ophidian Aspect] and [Claws of Ahamkara]. It took him 5 minutes of back and forth before he decided, "Fuck it. I'll just combine [Ophidian Aspect] with [Sunbreaker] and [Nothing Manacles] for one Gauntlet, and put one [Claws of Ahamkara] on as the other Gauntlet."

Three minutes later he did. Picture the lower arm of the [Sunbreaker]/[Nothing Manacles], but melded together. As for the upper arm, it consists of the stuff on [Ophidian Aspects]. An odd combo, I know, but hey, if you can't have it all then just mix it together.

Next was the Chest Armor. This was an easy one: [Sanguine Alchemy]. The Leg armor turned out to be [Boots of the Emperor's Minister], with the bond being [Bond of the Great Hunt].

Now onto his weaponry. This was a hard one, as so many looked appealing to him. He noticed Akari in the Heavy Weapons Sector. She was looked about as conflicted as he was. 5 minutes later, he had picked out his Primary: [The Last Word]. Next were the secondaries. He gravitated to the Scout Rifles, selecting a [Black Scorpion-4sr]. Lastly, the Heavy Weapons. This turned out to be easier than expected, as [Apex Predator] caught his gaze and never let go.

It had taken him 8 minutes, but Yyaggr finally caught up to Akari in the Sparrow section. She had selected [Hard Light], [Malfeasance] and [Steel Sybil Z-14]. "So, which're you gonna pick?" Akari asked, breaking the silence.

"Probably one of the SRL Sparrows," he replied, eyes scanning over his choices. The EV-41 Momentum Master felt like the best choice out of all of them, so he went with it. He looked over at Akari, EV-43 Lightrunner codes in her grasp. "We done here?"

"Yeah. Gray and the others've probably left at this point."

Being left alone on Venus didn't sound all to that appealing to the Vex Guardians, so they grabbed their Ghosts, slapped on their shells (Akari: [Graylight Shell], Yyaggr: [In Fine Omnium Shell]) and transmatted off the ship. Their first sight of the outside world included Atheon and Rei trying to control their Sparrows, nearly crashing into walls and rocks in the process. Drel and Gray were chasing after them in their own Sparrows [Drel: EV-37 Voidstreak, Gray: EV-35 Arcrunner].

Curious as to why their companions were having so much trouble with their Sparrows, Yyaggr and Akari hopped on their own. One quick flick of the throttle told them everything they needed to know.

Think Bugatti Chiron Sport power, multiply that times five and you've got these Sparrows down pat. Twisting the throttle even a tiny bit would send them hopping forwards at speeds most Guardians could only dream of. They figured out the steering faster than throttle control, and that took them 10 minutes. Eventually, after a lot of assistance from Drel and Gray, they were gliding smoothly over Venus.

"So, where exactly are we headed?" Yyaggr asked.

"It's more of a sightseeing trip for you guys than anything," Drel replied. "I figured since you four shut-ins have never seen your home planet before, why not show it to you now."

"If that's the case, then it looks worse than I expected," Atheon deadpanned. "Now I know why Panoptes was so obsessed with nature."

"Panoptes? You mean the guy running Mercury's Infinite Forest?"

"Yep. You ever notice how beautiful some of those simulations are? That's the flora of the planets we've conquered."

"Damn, and here I thought it was your own creativity."

That brought a chuckle out of the Vex. "We're a collective mind, remember? Creativity isn't really our thing."

They turned left, entering the tunnels connected to the Ishtar Academy. The first thing they saw once they arrived was a Guardian and his Ghost scanning a very familiar pillar of non-baryonic streams. "You think we should help him?" Rei asked quietly as they watched the Guardian get surrounded by Vex.

"Nah. He seems alright."

2 minutes later he was dodging Hobgoblin shots. "You think we should help him?" Yyaggr asked quietly as they watched the Guardian get blindsided by a laser.

"Nah. He seems alright."

5 minutes later the Guardian was running away from a Vex Minotaur. He was barking obscenities like a Taken Centurion deploys Axion Darts. "You think we should help him?" asked Akari as they watched the Guardian almost get smashed by said Minotaur.

"Maybe. For now though, he seems alright."

10 minutes later they watched Guardian, now out of ammo, jump onto an Axis Minotaur's back and ride it like a bull, using its shots to pulverize the other Vex. The drawback to this was that he was being electrocuted every second he stayed on the Minotaur. "You think we should help him?" asked a slightly concerned Rei. They watched as he pulled the wiring out the Minotaur's head and jumped off the thing as it fell.

"Nah. Look at him. Sure, he may be burned a bit, but he seems alright."

15 minutes later they watched the Guardian get surrounded by Axis Minotaurs. His helmet, along with most of his armor, had been blown off, revealing his race to be Exo. His gun clicking, the Guardian crumpled onto the wall and could only watch as his death stalked towards him. "Ok, he needs help."

Before she could finish her sentence Rei popped 7 shots into the nearest Vex. They drove straight through it, drawing the attention of its companions. Torch Hammer shots began to fly towards the party as the Axis Minotaurs engaged the new enemy. Yyaggr drew [Apex Predator], downing five in one shot, reloading, then downing 3 more. Atheon was rushing towards the enemy group, [Legend of Acrius] spitting fire and buckshot. Void bolts burst on his armor, leaving it no worse for wear. He simply took the hits and continued running. Gray jumped onto a ledge, his C-HSR [Cabal Heavy Slug Launcher] mowing down anyone that stood in his way. Akari followed his lead, [Hard Light] threatening to bounce out of her hands as she pumped the Vex full of Void lead. That's what it felt like to her, but from the near-dead Guardian's perspective, it looked as though the recoil was non-existent.

Drel sidestepped three Torch Hammer bolts, [The Continental] blazing away. A click pierced her concentration, alerting her that the mag was empty. She leaned backwards, watching a Void bolt fly over where her head had just been, grabbing a fresh mag. It slammed home, a bullet finding its way into the chamber, only to be harshly ejected into the head of a Minotaur. Enraged, it attempted to rush her, then found its legs had been blown off, then its arms. The thing finally gave out, flopping onto the floor just in front of the Warlock. More Vex began to spawn, all of them Majors. Gray switched to his Cabal Slug Launcher, blowing holes through the newcomers. Rei unclipped [Eternity's Edge], parrying a blow that would've sent her flying. She then hacked off the Vex's arm, legs and upper body, all the while deflecting Torch Hammer shots.

One bolt got sent towards the still injured Guardian. He had no chance of dodging and there was no way he could deflect it. At least, not until a purple-gray blur slapped it away. Rei stood in front of the offending Minotaur, redirecting the next five shots before throwing the sword directly into it's core. While the Minotaur tilted, she blinked on top of it, retrieving the blade and hopping onto another Vex. All this in one smooth sequence. As she hacked open the Minotaur with one hand, [Ace of Spades] was drawn with the other. Soon enough, all the Goblins surrounding her were felled.

Yyaggr was hanging off one of the railings, peppering the Vex with rockets. He got bored with that, so he jumped down, drew [The Last Word] and popped off some Vex heads. They rushed at him, Slap Rifles overcharged, but were filled with lead soon after. Yyaggr swung his arm to the left and fired, three Vex blown to pieces before him. He swung to the right, and a few more Vex fell. He twirled the Hand Cannon, jamming it into its holster. [Black Scorpion-4sr] drawn, he lit up three Minotaurs who were attempting to sneak up on Drel. He gave him a nod, and he re-drew [The Last Word] as a group of Hobgoblins teleported right in front of his face.

Gray's C-HST was now glowing a bright red, its barrel smoldering as micro-rockets flew out from inside of it. The chitin-covered minigun razed many a Vex squad before being replaced by his CSL, which began snapping open Vex cores from across the Academy. Akari was at his side covering the staircase, blowing Vex apart with her [Malfeasance], She was about to shoot yet another one when a hand reached out and crushed it for her. Atheon trundled up the stairs, punching apart any Vex he encountered. Not even the Axis Minotaurs could stand in his way, as they too were punched to pieces. Zavala would be proud.

The final few Vex decided to retreat, as there was no foreseeable way to beat their new enemies. Atheon jumped the railing, his boots cracking the ground underneath his feet. "Well now, that was a good arm-up," he remarked, stretching. Akari ignored him, walked over to the still Guardian. His wounds were being taken care of by his Ghost, but it didn't seem as though he'd be moving any time soon. Holes riddled his entire body, with Void energy still visible on some of the wounds he had. To put it bluntly, he looked like Swiss Cheese.

The Exo tilted his head towards her revealing that, like Gray, he was eyeless. Unlike Gray, instead of straps running down his head, he had small, gray horns, along with the spray on his face being red instead of orange. His mouth began glowing, indicating he was talking. She leaned closer, his Ghost moving out of her way. "Who… are you guys?"

Akari though about it. She didn't exactly know what they were. What would you call a mis-matched team of Vex and Hive Hybrids? A random name flew into her head. It was the name of the first Fireteam who had trespassed into her Garden. Needless to say, they were eliminated. Akari turned back to the Exo and replied.

"Fireteam Vault."

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A/N: Well, I did say within 5 days. No stats today. I'll organize that into a separate chapter.