As their ships set down on the wet and rainy surface of Venus Ivara called out to John over the coms.

"So the Vanguard asked us to get rid of a group of Fallen who've been pushing back the Vex here. If the Fallen have found a way to push back the Vex we need to find it and stop it. Sound like a plan?" She said with a confident tone as her ship landed softly on the roof of the Grand Archives.

"Yeah. One question though, uhh what's a Vex?" John asked curiously.

"Eh, angry space robots that can control time and reality to some extent." Ivara replied nonchalantly.

The two of them stepped out of their ships and into the long winding staircase that led to the ground floor. The stairs had been long since overcome with debris and flora. Fallen symbols had been painted onto the walls in a sloppy manner.

"So if the Vex can control time and reality why haven't they wiped us out?" John questioned.

Ivara thought deeply for a moment before replying. "To be quite honest I have no clue. Maybe they don't want us dead but they most certainly do not want to be out allies." She paused then bitterly added, "Judging by how many of us they've killed."

After a few minuets of walking in awkward silence John's ghost spoke up.

"I can sense movement on the other side of this door." It said in a monotone voice.

The Hunter grabbed her white and gold hand cannon from her waist. This gun was strange as it had no magazine, only a strange gyroscope type object that connected to the barrel and handle. She spun the gun round her finger a few times. As she did this the gun seemed to build up a sort of energy charge that made its presence known by a faint and quiet hum.

The Titan had pulled his auto rifle from his back and readied it. His gun was a Vanguard weapon and was black with the Vanguard symbol on the casing. His ghost had disappeared into his backpack.

Ivara stood in front of the door and looked at her titan companion.

"Ready?" She asked in a low whisper.

The titan gave a small nod. "Lets do this." He said in a whisper as well.

The Hunter delivered a swift kick to the door that knocked it off its rusted hinges. She stepped through the door and into a room of startled Fallen. She squeezed the trigger of her weapon, which she'd dubbed the Flow of Battle. A shot ripped through a dregs head and sent ether splattering on its allies. She quickly spun the weapon round her trigger finger again and returned another shot.

John stepped out from the door way and gunned several dregs and vandals down with brutal accuracy. He then leapt into the air, his fists crackling with beautiful blue arc energy, and brought them down to the floor sending a wave of arc energy straight into the crowd of Fallen. The Fallen were either vaporized or sent reeling into the wall behind them with sickening splats.

The Titan chuckled as he admired his work. Arc energy still cracked beneath his feet but did him no harm. The Fallen who'd hit the wall had a look of terror resting on their lifeless faces.

"That was amazing!" John exclaimed excitedly as he jumped around the small crater he'd made.

Ivara quickly reached out a hand to stop him from jumping but it was to late. The floor beneath them gave way and the two were sent plummeting to the unexplored underground.