Sorry for the late update. Finals were killer and I graduate college tomorrow. It's rather short but I hope you enjoy.

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Wrath(A) fell to the hard ground sputtering. "Again," he gasped.

"You need to rest." Wrath(K) peered coolly down at him.

"I said again!"

"No."

"Wrath!" Wrath(A) growled in a warning tone, rising shakily to his feet.

But Wrath(K) deactivated the machine meant to change Wrath(A) into the person he was before. The wall closed behind the smaller Exo, who fell down to his back, "Why won't it work?! Fuck!"

"That is what I am trying to figure out." Wrath(K) already had holographic pads up in front of him, "Your masochistic tendencies are not helping."

"Go to hell."

"How very Earthen of you to say." Wrath(K) sent one hologram away and replaced it with another, reading and writing in a language only he seemed capable of understanding.

Wrath(A) shook his head in a futile attempt to clear the horrific scene from his mind. Blood everywhere. All over him. Filling his eyes; overwhelming his senses.

Why? Why was this affecting him?! It never did before.

"Never would've guessed that you of all people were capable of remorse," Asura muttered listlessly. The process wasn't succeeding in erasing him or his Ghost but having to fight to remain in existence was obviously taking his toll. No matter; soon he'll give up and accept his fate.

"Do you remember anything new?" Wrath(K) rumbled, breaking him out of his fog.

Wrath(A) shook his head, "Just bits and pieces. Nothing concrete except for what happened before I died. That…" he balled his hand into a fist to stop the shaking, "That's clear as day."

"The Time Bridge might be taking you on

a direct path backwards." Wrath(K) folded his arms, "Why it won't go past that point makes no sense."

"What about me?" Wrath(A) growled, "Why do I feel guilty?! I know I wasn't before. Why do I feel it now? I'm not Asura!"

His ranting flew off into the void. Wrath(K) stared at him with unblinking eyes. "I can't tell you." He uncrossed his arms, "It might be the block keeping you from reverting back. Maybe not. Give me time to make adjustments. I suggest you rest in the meanwhile."

"I'd rather talk instead."

"Of course you would."

"Would it kill you to indulge me?"

"I'd rather not find out," he said. But the Herald closed his eyes for a while and opened them, "Ask your questions."

"What do you remember about your past?"

Wrath(K) was silent for a long time but when he did speak, his voice was uncharacteristically soft. "I was created in a government lab. United States, fifteen years before the arrival of the Traveler," he said, leaning back against the pillar behind him, "And around fifty years after you had been discovered on the Moon. As I told you before, they tried to recreate you in me but they never could. When the Traveler arrived and technology jumped ahead, I was abandoned."

"Did they kill you?" Wrath(A) asked him. Even Asura seemed to be listening just as intently."

"After the decades of work they put into my creation? They wouldn't dare," he growled, "They simply put me in stasis. I was killed during the Collapse. My Ghost found me centuries later."

"I'm sorry," Wrath(A) said truthfully, "It was wrong of them to do that. Discard you like nothing."

"Master Osiris was the first person I met when I got to the Tower," he continued, "I was a mystery. So strange; so inexpressive and emotionless, they wondered if my Ghost had made a mistake raising me. Osiris stood up for me. It's why when he came to me about the Vault of Glass, I accepted. No hesitation."

Wrath(A)'s eyes narrowed, "It got you killed. Pahanin went insane. He sent just the two of you in here-

"Praedyth."

"What?" He was taken aback by the force with which Wrath(K) said the word.

"Praedyth," the Titan bit out again, "I came into the Vault with two others. Not just one. You…you don't know the name, do you," he stated more than asked. He shook his head, "Of course not. No one does."

"Who were they?"

"A Warlock, a member of the Future War Cult, a member of my fireteam…" his voice took on a different tone, "And one of the few friends I've ever had. He was…erased. Or rather, thrown out of time. It seems I alone retain memories."

The smaller Exo shook his head, "No."

"No, what?"

"I…I remember May, one of Asura's friends, studying mental illnesses and breakdowns among Guardians. Pahanin was one of the cases she focused on the most," Wrath(A) explained, "When he first returned from the Vault, he was ranting about what had happened. He kept repeating the name over and over."

"He remembered," he murmured.

"How do you feel about working with the man who killed him?"

Wrath(K)'s eyes narrowed in anger, "For the first year, it took Pride's constant vigilance to keep me from ripping him apart and letting him heal so I could do it again and again."

"And now?"

"The anger is still there. Burns every time I look at or hear him," He put a hand to his chest, "Now I rather focus on other things. Anything else you would like to know before this interrogation concludes?"

"Can I ask why you joined Pride?" He asked, wary of his reaction.

Wrath(K) stopped and his hands slowly fell to his sides. He was looking at Wrath(A) but his gaze seemed to go past him, "He promised me answers to my past. He promised to change things. Make the world better for people like me, though I never got the details. But mostly, he promised me a way to bring Praedyth back. The attack that pushed him out of time; it was aimed at me and he sacrificed himself. It should be me drifting in the void. Instead I'm here, working for the force I once fought against."

His arms slowly and shakily lifted back up, almost as if it was against his will and he haltingly continued working on the Time Bridge. Pride was watching them.

Wrath(A) pulled the cloak's hood over his eyes and laid down on the rock slab. After a few seconds, he lifted up slightly, "Thank you, Wrath. For telling me."

His eyes shifted over to him and stared for a while. "You're welcome," he murmured, too quiet for the other Wrath to hear."