"Hey, bro." Said a disembodied voice, calling to me. Brother? "Are you there?"

I couldn't answer. For one of the few moments I can distinguish soft voices from the static that is my pitch black prison. I desperately wanted to… I wanted to call out to the voice trying to find me. I thrashed around in my space, achieving nothing.

"Do you think you'll keep getting in trouble like this?"

I let the voice speak, not like I'm ever going to be able to reply or escape this hell.

"Will they separate us?"

The moment the voice said those words, I once again started feeling a negative feeling burst from within my chest. A dark rage that can get people to do unforgiveable things. Is this my own? Whose rage is it? I'm too angry to be confused and question my circumstances. The area took on a red hue.

"I don't want to be alone." The mournful voice spoke.

I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry as emotions swirled within my mind. I suddenly feel a surge of energy within me as if someone struck me with their fist and I felt the adrenaline pump through me as I readied in retaliation. Heat started building within me as my mind was set ablaze. I thrashed harder and harder. My prison started to change hue, brighter and brighter. The more intense the colors became the hotter I became. My entire body was burning.

I had to escape. I had to get out… but how?

My anger consumed me as I tried to think of a way to escape. There's no way. I can't see.

It was then I heard something new…

Another voice. A different one, motherly.

"You know… You're a special kid."

I felt it all… become… still…

"You can do great things. Incredible things. I can see it and I believe it with all of my heart. Only if you channel your strength for good things. And-" The voice suddenly stopped.

Who is this? Does this voice mean anything to me? Why do I have this painful longing feeling? What is happening to me? I feel sorrow, the kind of sorrow that would break a heart and keep it walled off to the world. I hate this feeling… These feelings are keeping me trapped here.

I… have to leave. I can't stand this… this hell anymore.

I must…

I…

I feel... aware.

Darkness. It's everything to me… but this time I can hear something, a crash and a frustrated voice. I heard quick hands go over the room as the sound of the place erupted. Then I opened my eyes for what seems like the first time and finally saw something.

I was hanging in a room, connected to machine. This machine is taking from me. It made me weak. I hate this weakness. I am in control now… I am in control… I felt warmth in my chest as I pulled inward as a red haze filled my gaze.

Something is keeping me here. Keeping me from being free. I pull with all my strength and I feel something give way. I drop to the ground. I see something. A blur dart to the corner of the room. It was trying to say something as I approached it. Rage filled me as I starred at the blur through the red haze.

I only felt anger….

"You can do great things. Incredible things. I can see it and I believe it with all of my heart. Only if you channel your strength for good things. And…"

I stopped in my tracks as that voice once again echoed from within my head as I approached the blur.

"You need to be kinder my son." The voice spoke.

"They deserved it for what they did to him!" I yelled out into the open room, the shape that I walked toward jolted in the corner that it hid in. I surprised myself. Why did I say that? Why am I feeling this creeping feeling of loss?

"Boy. You can't keep this up. Breaking kids' noses... I thought I raised you better than this!"

"You just don't understand me."

The voice sighed. "If you're going to do this, please, do it protecting others that can't fend for themselves. If not for me, or you, then for your brother. You know how weak he is."

"No one understands…"

My hand clenched as I was close to losing myself… but I felt that the voice meant something to me, although I don't know how. I was part of a family? I can feel my vision be replaced by a red haze. I feel a desire… a desire to paint the world with red. I feel a desire to be free… and destroy those who will take from me…

...and hurt my family…

The Tenno, it's come for me. It's killed my brothers and sisters, my teammates and commander. Slaughtered, all of them. I have to find something to defend myself, no, that isn't going to help. I need to find a ship or something. I need to escape this outpost. The other Tenno has already escaped, most likely because of the invasion. That horned shadow killer freed its brethren and is now making sure no can escape to tell higher command…

I tried avoiding the holding cell and the surrounding area to make sure I didn't end up running into it. Screams echoed through the facility as I turned every corner. I could barely see the assailant before blood splattered across the halls and my brothers fell to the ground, dead. The Tenno didn't seem to notice me among its slaughter.

I felt an intense shiver crawl its way up my spine as I beast like roar assault my ears from afar. It was so loud I had to cover my ears. What else is there out there coming for us all? I ran directly away from where the deafening roar came from. In my haste I tripped on a corpse. The corpse… a lancer, his face split open, blood and grey matter spread across the rusty metal floor. I gasped and backed up into a corner, holding my hands to my mouth trying to stifle a scream. If they hear me, I'm done for. The dead lancer dropped his lever action sidearm. I moved back, my hands shaking with fear, and picked up the weapon. If anything else then to give me some sort of defense. I doubt it will do anything in the end. The only thing that will save me in the end is a ship that can get me out of this place. We're supposed to worn high command, and I know that… but… I don't care. I don't want to die in here like this, like some pathetic youngling that just came out of the tube.

Its… just like before… I haven't changed… at all. I'm so pathetic. Who am I if I can't be what I was created for? I shake my despondent thoughts away, I'll think about that later when I'm not in danger of being eviscerated.

The bay… I must get to the bay. Ships are there, as long as they aren't destroyed. It's my only shot of getting the hell out of here. I'm not too far, I just need to avoid big groups and the screams. I can feel an itch in the back of my mind, "Kill Tennoscum!". Every time I heard it I felt my legs drift toward the screams and shouts of my brothers and sisters. I hold myself still and shook my head. I can't listen to myself anymore if I want to keep breathing.

It wasn't long until I was walking through this base in complete silence. No screams. No gunshots. Nothing…

Fear overcame me… and I started running faster and faster. I almost dropped my weapon a couple of times. It's not going to be long now until it comes for me… or maybe it picked up its ally and left… I hope that's the case. I really wished it was.

I suddenly felt a dread come upon me, the worst kind I have ever felt, the kind of feeling that you only feel before you leave this world in the most horrible of ways. The kind of ways only the most sadistic of people could stomach doing. The creeping dread was at its boiling point and paranoia set it. Every corner I turned, every hallway I pasted through I would see a shadow. Is it just me or is it actually there? Just waiting for the right moment to tear me apart?

Calm down, Mara. Just keep your calm.

My thoughts were cut short as I heard a vicious scraping sound. Metal on metal. It was behind me. I turned, slowly. It was the Tenno dragging its sword across the floor, the dark horned figure, dripping in crimson. It's come for me. My lands and legs shook with fear and I bolted. I heard a bang. My ears were ringing as I turned the corner. I didn't feel anything but fear, so I continued without looking back. Adrenaline pumped inside me as my worst fear is realized. I don't think I can really outrun it, but I thought I could lose it…

I barged into the next room, it was large. It used to the cafeteria. There was overturned tables and chairs everywhere, blood adorned the floors and walls, corpses littered the place. Maybe I could hide here, if I decided to just run for the shipping dock now he could just find me there. It wasn't going to be long before the Tenno finds me, though it didn't seem like it was going to work hard for the kill. It wasn't going to put that much effort it for something so small…

I jumped over the counter in the corner and shot out the remaining lights with my gun. I don't even know if they even need light to see, but it's worth a shot. I hid… waiting…

I heard the door open, slowly, the same metal and metal scratching the ground. My body shook in considerable fear as the sound roamed the room. It wasn't until this moment I felt a pain in my shoulder rise. Just below the armor covering my right shoulder was a hole in my body, dripping in blood. My blood. The pain soared through my arm as I held it tight, trying not to scream. The Tenno shot me when I ran away… I didn't feel it until now. I looked down, my vision blurry, my blood was dripping down my arm and a small puddle was forming around my palm.

There's no point to hide now. It's going to find me either way. I left a trail of red for it to find me. I have to get out of he-

Pain enveloped me as a sword pasted through the wall and into my shoulder. I screamed out load as it was retracted, no doubt it's going to strike once more. I rolled over the counter and ran through the room. Pain shot through my leg as a bullet clashed through it. I fell to the ground and dropped my weapon.

This is it, isn't it?

I crawled slowly to reach for my gun, but the Tenno just kicked it away and was readying another strike, no doubt a strike that would behead me. I looked up at the Tenno, a fire built up in my body. It was going to be my end, but I will go out looking it in the eye with all of my hatred. This time, I'm not going to even try to run. I will be redeemed in death. I will never know failure again, and with that thought, I can die happy…

A crash erupted throughout the room. A vengeful wind blew past me and my executioner. The Tenno stopped and darted its vision to the source of the sound. It lowered its sword and starred. I turned as well.

It was the other… the horned bulk of metal that we trapped. It was shaking, and small amounts of smoke bellowed out of itself. A soft red glow came from its helmet. Like an eye staring at me. It took a step forward, slowly, like a beast following its prey. If the one with the sword isn't going to kill me, the other one will. It hunched over and bellowed a howl at us. It charged… but not me… but at its brethren. I could barely even had time to move out of the way before the two clashed, throwing the horned figure away. It recovered from the hearty blow. The towering figure stood between me and the other Tenno. What the hell is going on?!

I couldn't get a good look at it in the semi-darkness of the area, but I know I have to get out of here as fast as I can. I quickly back up, crawling away and grabbing my gun doing so. Why? Why did it do that? How did it break out? How did it know to find me? Was it even trying to find me? Does it want revenge? I threw the questions away as I was frozen in place with its red gaze directly on me. The scarred framework of the bulky entity starred down on me with the penetrating gaze, but it didn't seem like the others… Its fiery red energy crackled out of its charred, metal scarring, bleeding in places. It ran into trouble before coming here. The Tenno stopped looking at me, and paid its attention to its brethren.

The two stood there, in a sort of standoff, neither side giving an inch in approach. They walked – facing each other – in circles. Unlike the horned figure, the bulky one didn't have any firearms, or any sort of weapons. Its fists were covered in gore and blood, I felt my stomach flip. There was two Tenno here, starring each other down, getting ready for a fight. Why? My thoughts were halted as the Tenno rushed at each other.

The sword that nearly took my life clashed with the metal carapace of the bulky Tenno, its Warframe far too battle-scared to be thought as ready for the pristine looking one. The sword feel upon him, taking multiple strikes from its flurry, blood flew as the large frame of the beast stood its ground and fought back very differently… with a risky, yet powerful animalistic savagery. It threw its crimson fists wildly, but with a tact and speed that I couldn't follow as I hid from this battle. The horned one was on the defensive for most of the fight, and it seemed that taking blows for an extended period of time wasn't something it was capable of, and the other one knew. The swift Warframe drew its ballistic sidearms and unloaded. I ducked as bullets started flying around me. The other one shielded himself with his arms but the bullets went through him regardless. It doesn't look good for that one, and it probably knew. Its skin hardened into steel as it stood up against the force of the lead volley, the bullets flying more violently now, ricocheting off the Tenno. It rushed the horned Warframe only for it to more swiftly jump over and fall back, continuing its firing. Its hardened skin cracked under the pressure, blood rushed through them.

The horned Warframe, seeing its opportunity rushed for it, pulling out its blade. It rushed from behind and jammed its blade through the gut of the other and left it there, not wanting to stay within close range. It thought the battle was won as the sword was driven deep. A grave wound indeed. The large Warframe kneeled, holding its midsection. The sword sheath was thrown away and its owner walked in front of his bleeding out brethren, and taunted him, crossing its arms like a scolding older sibling.

With a speed that I couldn't even track and a flicker of red glow, the towering figure charged at the horned one with seemingly new-found strength. It didn't expect the surge of speed as it was pushed and crushed on the wall behind it, the metal and metal grinding making me have to cover my ears as I witnessed. The scared Warframe grabbed and threw its opponent on the ground behind him in a familiar move, but it was less elegant and more vicious and brutal. In its fast movement, it couldn't let the opportunity go by. As it was recovering from the crushing force it experienced, the scarred Tenno planted its hefty feet on others' leg and back as it tried to flee. It grabbed others' horns and pulled. The most bestial, ferocious roar rang out at that moment, as it pulled with all its might. Blood flew in all directions as the neck slowly separated from the body. The body feel limp as the battle-scared Warframe roared again, holding the head of his brother in triumph. He threw the head away in a violent rage. He stood over the body, starring at it for a bit.

It was over. The fight. I still can't fathom why they fought.

The remaining Tenno dripped in red, and its leg buckled under its weight and kneeled down. It seems like it's too weak to fight on. Didn't seem like it even wanted to. It's still alive but… it just stopped like it gave up. I stayed back for a while and slowly inched away from the bleeding Tenno. I felt something draw my vision back to it. It started moving again, but not toward me.

It was making small wails, fiddling with the sword in its belly, trying and failing to pull the sword out. Blood sprayed with every attempt. It's weak, might be dying… I want to leave… but… I can't turn away. I could bring my life back together. The Tenno saved me, but I can't let this chance go to waste… should I? I could take the weapon… kill it…

I sighed.

I slowly moved toward the kneeling Tenno against my better judgement. It could kill me at any moment, but I could finally get back what I lost…

Is it really something I want…?

I walk to the Tenno, standing in front of it. It doesn't look at me, it's too focused on the sword. I took a deep breath into myself, gaining courage. I planted both hands on the sword and pulled swiftly. The Tenno let out a moan like sound as its blood spilt onto the floor. The sword seemed to be slightly chipped, no doubt a consequence of striking something that can turn its skin into iron, otherwise it was an elegant instrument of death.

My thoughts were interrupted by a jolt of fear as a hand was placed on mine, the Tenno's hand. The Tenno's hand dripped in slimy crimson, but it held onto me with a gentle glide, a feeling I've never felt before from someone like the Tenno.

"I… tried…" It whispered like a ghost, barely audible.

"W-What?" I spoke as I drew myself from the Tenno.

"I'm sorry… I won't forget you… I promise…" The shrill voice finished as the Tenno stared at me, it looked… sorrowful. The Tenno jittered slightly and its light left it. The Tenno slouched. It froze, seemingly lifeless.

"Hello?" I moved my hand in front of its vision. No response. Was it talking to me? Did it go insane or something? We trapped it here… why did it save my life?

I don't know if I'll ever have the answer…