-Ren gets freaky with Freya and some plot shit happens. Enjoy!
-Sidenote here: As we approach the final chapter for this story arc anyway, I got a little something special planned. I have several bonus chapters in store to get in some more lewd goodness that unfortunately will not make it into this tale. The stories will be following Ren with some familiar and new faces across the system in a One-shot fashion. More info on that in chapter 8!
Chapter 7: Unforeseen consequences
The white winter landscape of the dwarf planet is silent, aside from the cries of the frozen corpses that stumble through the tundra in search of warm flesh. An ancient healer rears its fleshy tendrils to the grey sky above as a ship flies by. The creature bellows to the surrounding beasts, to alert them before they continue their march. Just like the ship, their destination is the same. A voice, stronger than any other Infested signal in the entire planet, beckons them to follow.
The silver horizon is painted by an orange trail from the zooming Tenno landing craft in the beyond. Aboard the ship, all is not still as a curious cephalon watches in secrecy at the unusual display the occupants are putting on. The entity tries to make sense of her operator's actions, but can find no logical explanation in her database. Mei, as her chosen name goes, examines the other Tenno that entered with her operator originally some time ago. He is smaller, less lean, but seems to be the one in control of the situation before her. Her own, more broad shouldered Tenno, is clearly restless in her current state and appears to be struggling against the movements of the other individual. The Orokin voyeur becomes worried at the sight of her operator gasping in obvious pain, but then remains perplexed when the female sighs in relief. The cephalon cannot hold back her inquisitive and protective nature any longer and appears before the two Tenno engaged in their strange act.
"O-operator, pardon my intrusion but... what are you two doing exactly?"
Freya barely manages to lift her head off the floor, her drunken face flushes with color upon recognizing her cephalon's voice. No more than a moan escapes the fair-skinned woman's lips before the smaller Tenno shoves a pair of fingers in her mouth.
"Mei, was it?"
The cephalon agrees diffidently, acknowledging the little male Tenno with a worried tone. Once again, she asks her question.
"The name's Ren by the way, oh and don't worry about Freya here. She told me her muscles were feeling a bit tight so I thought some stretching would help loosen her up!"
Mei looks to her operator, doubtful of the boy's words and his intentions. The cephalon wishes to know why he refers to her operator by that name and if she is comfortable with her identity being revealed to him. Freya keeps her distant gaze locked on the ground as her rosy cheek is squished on the grey floor. The little Tenno rubs her tongue between his thumb and index finger while she strains to order her cephalon away.
"I understand operator... I w-will be running some diagnostics on the ships hull in the rear. Please summon me if you are in need of some, assistance." With that said, Mei obeys and leaves the pair.
Ren's smile fades and he soon casts a guilty glance down on the female below him. He straightens his back to see the damage done onto the unsuspecting Freya. Ren panicked at the sudden return of the cephalon and penetrated the poor woman's pucker in on swift thrust. Anybody else, he is certain would have bleated like a sheep before a wolf. But Freya's big burly backside is already well versed in charming his python.
"Hey are you ok? Sorry about going balls deep, but where else was I supposed to stuff this thing?" Little Ren comforts with a gentle rub on her bum.
"Th-that's alright R-Ren, really! B-but if you w-wouldn't mind taking it e-easy back there; that w-would be g-gr-great!"
The boy nods with a smirk, slowly pumping her moist depths with light strokes.
"How about I do you a solid and give you a chance to escape?"
"I th-think you've given me enough solids for one day!" She whines, pushing against his force.
"Okay, here's the deal. If you can crawl all the way off my junk, then you'll be in the clear! Sound fair?"
Ren beams knowingly as he brushes away some saliva from his lower lip and ceases his thrusting. Freya accepts the opportunity to rid herself of the abusive little Tenno and begins to move her limbs forward. Ren crosses his arms and chuckles at her desperation. She inches towards the Navigation's Interface, her toned ass shaking enticingly with each motion. But the sensation of emptiness inside her rectum leaves Freya's body wanting to slam back into the rigid meat pole. She slowly manages to crawl until only the boy's glans remain, kissing the rim of her sphincter muscle. A grin of hope shines on her face as her anus releases its tight grip on his tip with some rather naughty sounds.
Freya plops her breasts to the ground as she crashes into them and pants in short intervals. She tries to clench her ass, but instead finds a slippery and loose orifice where her once tight pucker was. The female Adonis grumbles softly to herself, knowing the lustful eyes of the little Tenno are inspecting her every move. Ren wants nothing more than for her to lose her cool and try to retaliate with all her might. But Freya knows what lies in store for her and her quivering backside.
"You know Freya, I've been wondering something since our time back in the canyon." Ren announces abruptly.
Her blue eyes widened as Ren walks on his knees to the bent over female. The aroma of her wet cunt and image of her gaping asshole, has his arm-like erection throbbing with need.
"What I don't get is, after I untied you. You could have easily beat the ever-living shit outta me. But you didn't now did you?"
The little male grabs her sturdy cheeks and traps his weighty load between them. Before long, Freya can feel his hands squeezing her heavy rump and using the flesh to pleasure himself. His gentle humping has her on edge as if she expects to be savagely bum raped any time now.
"R-Ren, cut that out. Please, you said you would leave me alone if I did it. And I did!" The woman groans as the fat young cock displays its vigor with every pulse and dribble of pre-cum.
"It'll be quick, I promise."
"Liar!" She growls with a rising anger.
"Watch that temper, butt-sluts don't get to talk back." Taunts the boy.
Freya stutters to convince the him that it is his fault her suit is torn and that her bottom is exposed. But the hotdogging does not stop; the need to fuck and breed her ass is simply to great for Ren to ignore. His thighs slap into her cheeks as he thrusts against the lips of her sloppy hole. His grunts reverberate throughout the ship and have Freya trembling in horror at the booty pounding to come.
The boy has all the reason in the world to brutally fuck Freya without remorse and to leave her a cum-coated mess. Freya curves her back submissively and takes deeps breaths to relax her loose hole even more. The instant his swollen tip kisses her pucker's lips, she squeals like a piggy and shoves her face into her arms on the ground. Ren grips her large well toned ass possessively and decides its time to claim what now belongs to him. Freya groans in fear as the foot long raging man flesh stretches her asshole once again in a painfully slow descent. Ren's huge girth makes itself at home and a grunt of approval from the owner let's the woman know that he is pleased. He does not jam the whole thing in one go, but he does maintain a steady speed until his groin hits her bum.
Freya shakes her short, shaggy blond hair from side to side and mumbles something quietly to herself. Ren does not seem the least bit interested in her silent breaths and starts thrusting in and out of her rear. He keeps his posture erect with his hands grasping her cheeks firmly and controlling her with every stroke. The little male slides his slab of dick meat in her rectum with a more refined and gentle touch than their first encounter. In fact, he is going much slower and carefully than before, never slowing down or speeding up. Even with his placid face, the boy's passionate moans give away his true pleasure.
The more imposing, tough female Tenno, begins to curse in place of moaning. But the thick girth of the little Tenno's member has her ass going berserk with spasms.
Ren falls onto her arched back and throws his arms around her waist to hug her tightly. "Ugh, Freya! Freya! Y-you're gonna r-rip my dick Ah! Off! Calm d-down woman!"
Little Ren tries to regain dominance of the situation by embracing Freya harder as he pounds her big caboose with more strength. She cries out in the vain hope that Ren will show mercy.
"Ah f-fuck, agh! Sorry, I'm sorry! I'm s-sorry! It's n-not my fa-ault! Ren p-please!"
"So its my fault then, is that what you're s-saying!"
Freya begs for forgiveness for her implied accusation, but Ren just increases his tempo. He proclaims his ownership of the "gorilla-woman" before his wild throbbing signals his coming load of baby-batter. The woman flexes her muscles, her anus putting an inescapable vice grip on his penis. She whines softly as her anal-gasm saps all her power and her hold on his cock weakens. Once Ren feels the pressure around him lessen, he thrusts his manhood as deep as he can until his crotch is smothered by her toned ass cheeks. Thick ropes of warm cum fill her rectum, followed by the blissful wails of the little Tenno. Ren gasps heavily while clinging to Freya's back, not letting go as he unloads more spurts of sticky goodness into her.
After pumping Freya's butt with enough spunk to start a small army, Ren decides to cuddle with his personal cum-dump. Freya is too scrambled to notice the boy slowly twisting his lust around in her ass. She is turned onto her back while still being connected to Ren, his girth acts like a plug to prevent any cream from seeping out. Freya frowns in sorrow at her ruined Manduka suit, aching anus and the smug little Tenno that did all this to her. The way he clings to her body, snuggled against her hefty breasts and nipping at the tender flesh with his tiny lips, it pisses her off to no end. How dare he show her such gentle affection as an obvious ploy for his nefarious, kinky schemes.
Ren lays on his prize, holding the powerful female form delicately, yet with enough force to be assertive. His face pushes into her breast and is left blinded by the titty meat in his eyes. The boy desperately blows his lips to find her squishy nipple, kissing and licking the love-pillow over and over again. The woman's words of sweet nothings can be heard as the boy energetically suckles. A single tear rolls down Freya's cheek, her face simmers with a crimson tint. She turns her head to conceal her moment of weakness, but it is already too late.
The little Tenno gives a parting smack of his lips on her chest and studies the small drop of sadness glistening down to her jawline. Ren's smirk reforms itself into a vague look, he takes a quick glance at his junk. Still rock hard and deep in her bum. He avoids her stare and runs a hand through his brown hair before speaking up.
"I'm gonna pull out now, to go get ready. We're almost there."
Freya nods weakly with a wounded hum, the muscles in her face twitch to prevent the flood of tears from ruining her defiant image.
"By the time I get back this this mess better be cleaned up, Freya."
Her sniffles and contorting visage only accentuate her gloom and allude to the inevitable bawling to come. Ren groans in exasperation, sliding a hand down his face. But right when Freya's composure is about to break, the boy moves in for the kill. His little mouth is mashed against her quivering lips as he lays on her chiseled body. The woman's hands are pinned to the ground, but for no reason. She makes no attempt to stop him. It is a no more than an exaggerated chicken peck, but it puts her at ease.
"I don't like making girls cry. Even if its you." Ren says, pulling himself away.
He heads towards the back of the ship to get himself cleaned up, his dick swinging like a pendulum in the open. Freya traces her mouth with her fingers on the very spot where their lips met. She wipes away the water in her blue eyes and watches the little Tenno walk down the ship's rear.
Her cephalon appears with a buzz from above and startled voice "Oh operator! Are you alright! My goodness, what a beast that boy was! How dare he treat you like some concubine! You just say the word, and I'll have him out the air-lock in a second!"
"It's fine Mei, don't sweat it. Really, I'm okay. Just help me clean up this shit before the place starts to smell."
"Uh, um? O-of course operator! Right away!" Mei whirs overhead.
The female gets to her feet, doing her best to not spill anymore of Ren's love juice that is slowly slipping down her thighs. She gives a disgusted face to the fluids on the ship's floor and limps all the way to her bathroom. She crosses paths with Ren as he goes through her arsenal for a weapon to replace the ones he had lost. He seems oddly content with the simple Skana blade that Freya never sold and gives a sappy smile as he admires the sword. Freya waits for a minute see if Ren will say anything to her, but he more or less just ignores her awkward shambling and continues exploring her arsenal.
The tall and well-built Freya cleans herself off in the solitude of her bathroom and returns to the ship's front with a new blue and orange Manduka. She is puzzled by how loose the clothing feels and remembers that her transference suits were all purchased with the body of a man in mind. Her original destroyed Manduka was altered by the Visago Stealth unit and thus it conformed to her feminine figure. Due to Ren's tampering with the stealth tech, the adjusted settings to portray the man called "Thor" no longer operate as intended and have been randomized. All Freya is preoccupied with now is figuring out how to break the news to Keeva without ruining their relationship, but her personal agenda will have to be put on hold as the close proximity warnings from her ship begin to ring. The anti-air guns of the hunkered down Grineer forces have begun to take aim at the Tenno and immediate land is now a must.
The top priority for Ren though remains the same, take out the biggest gun in the area. From there, they can advance on foot while Myrrha's cruiser can come within range to provide aerial support. The Tenno become one with their Warframes as the Scimitar lands in a clearing of flat snowy ground. Grineer troops are already on the move to their position, the Rhino and Excalibur turn to one another before facing the onslaught of foes. The cold wind carries the military jargon of the soldiers as they close in around the last known location of the Tenno, surprised to find nobody there. Not even their ship.
A Grineer commander, with his unusually elongated helmet, approaches first. He gazes around in search of any traces of Tenno scum, but finds only footsteps that seem to go nowhere. Before he can turn to call his men over, a hand bursts forth from the thick layer of snow to grab his foot.
"Gah! Ambush!" Calls the high-ranking soldier; he unleashes a torrent of led from his Grakata towards the ground.
A blue and orange colored Rhino pulls itself from the icy floor, shrugging off bullets with its impervious iron skin ability. The Warframe raises its Lex and squeezes the trigger, but no commander falls dead from the volley of shots. A mere grunt, a lancer stands petrified by the sudden appearance of three large holes in his torso before collapsing dead. The Rhino looks around to find the Grineer commander has used his switch teleport to save himself, while sacrificing one of his own. The lancers huddle around their leader and open fire, while the Rhino leaps into the air.
The line of fire trailing behind the incoming Warframe gives way to a deadly impact of sheer power from the crashing metal of a Fragor hammer and one very angry Tenno. Some soldiers are squashed while others are sent flying, the commander retreats to incoming reinforcements. The Warframe holsters the Lex and sticks the Fragor to its back through magnetic forces acting on the weapon's handle. The soldiers are confused by the Warframe standing motionless with weapons tucked away and wait for a signal from their commander. A grenadier tosses his vision back and encounters not his leader, but a sturdy blade puncturing his face. The others soon take note of their commanders bisected corpse reddening the white snow and the second Warframe sliding one of their comrade's heads off a sword. The platoon tries to coordinate a defensive counter-attack, but the Tenno prove the better. Soon, only the howling of the cold is left to shatter the stillness of death.
As the pair stand over the fallen bodies of their enemies, the Rhino notices a small surge down in the Excalibur's shields.
"Ren what's wrong? Your shields just dropped, did you get hit?"
"Huh? O-oh, um no. I accidentally chopped a finger off while putting the Skana away. Oops!" Shrugs the nine-fingered Warframe.
"Myrrha's right. You really are a dumbass! Here I thought a sniper was taking crack-shots out of our sensors range! Let's go before you 'accidentally' chop off your dick."
Ren shudders at the mere thought, shaking his head and running after Freya. The Warframes continue to engage the Grineer in small skirmishes on their way to the massive cannon in the distance. They dodge artillery shells, the flashing muzzles of Hind rifles and exploding rockets of Orgis launchers. Freya's Warframe roars to empower Ren's armaments, the Rhino's yell heralds doom for the Grineer forces. It is not until the Tenno reach the their target that the Grineer troops really begin to put up a fight.
The Excalibur mows down some lancers with a Boltor, while the Rhino charges through a pair of heavy gunners. The snow camouflaged Grineer's moral does not falter, as their more combative brethren arrive. Ren pins a sniper under foot, ending her struggle with a few bullets as a shadow falls overhead. The Excalibur reacts by blocking with the rifle, but the electrical Amphis staff that has come down on his weapon is thrust forward suddenly. It delivers a shocking touch as it bashes the Excalibur's head up before sending the whole Warframe a few feet back. Ren recovers and releases his blade, his opponent, a guardsmen stands ready with staff in hand. From the corner of Ren's vision, he can see Freya with her hands full as a trio of Grineer hellion soar above her and rain down a volley of missiles from their jet-packed forms.
It looks like this one is all his, a quick whip of his Skana throws blood to the snow, the guardsmen just stands twirling his weapon like a baton. The two warriors dash forward, sparks of metal and electrical discharge shed off every blow. Ren swings and the Grineer counters, vice versa. The dual goes on until the Tenno is swept off his feet by a low sweep and the Amphis comes crashing down on his guarding blade. Only a few inches of metal protect him from the murderous intent of the guardsmen and his closing in staff. Ren rolls to side to avoid the plunging Amphis, his Warframe's momentum allows his Skana to decapitate the guardsmen in a decisive finish. It would appear Freya has dealt with the pesky flying hellion's as she tears the jet-pack from one's body and beats the poor Grineer soldier to death with it.
Many more Grineer fall to the Tenno, the anti-air gun is soon disabled and destroyed. Amidst the rubble of Grineer design, the familiar sound of a transmission catches the pair's attention.
Myrrha's voices booms with questions, much to Freya's dismay "Ren! What the fuck is going on down there? Why did you take so long to do your job? And... wait, Thor? Why is he with you? He should be with Keeva and Banou..."
Freya waves her hands at Ren, telling him to respond to Myrrha in her place.
"Uh, about that Myrrha. I ran into some... trouble. So, um, Thor came to bail me out! Pretty funny coincidence huh?"
"Fucking hilarious! Now get your ass to the rendezvous point now! And Thor, why are you being so quiet? Something wrong?"
The Rhino panics, shaking the Excalibur for a quick answer.
"Don't worry about it captain. He's just being a bit of tight ass." Ren smiles.
Freya stomps on Ren repeatedly until he stops moving. Myrrha is obviously skeptical and very annoyed, but she brushes off Ren's stupidity.
"Alright new plan. Thor, you'll go with Ren to meet up with me. From there, we'll link up with the others inside the facility. Get a move on people!"
The Tenno walk over to spot designated by the Cephalon Mei as the Scimitar hovers above them. With the large gun out of commission, they can get to the Grineer held base within minutes. The short flight is silent, as the Rhino cracks her knuckles in front of the cowering Excalibur, who reconciles for his previous actions now more than ever. The tension is relieved when they reach outskirts of the facility and find Myrrha's cruiser, The Little Lotus, docked above some wreckage of Grineer and Corpus vessels. Their leader waits near an underground elevator that is crowded with the bodies of the dead. Ren asks Myrrha if it was all her doing, she denies that statement and makes note of the plasma scorch marks on the Grineer corpses. It would seem the Corpus have begun their own ground assault and are already inside the facility. The Orokin descendants travel down the lift, plummeting hundreds of feet below the frozen terrain. Freya spaces herself well from Myrrha and avoids any actions that would evoke a conversation or the need to speak. Ren tries to keep Myrrha's interest on him, but this only entices the woman's curiosity.
The Atlas ultimately concludes that "Thor" is being rude or is too grumpy from working with the little runt to respond. But to not address an order is just plain insubordination to the captain and this is more vexing to Myrrha than anything else. She vents some of her frustration by shoving Ren forward so that he may walk next to the red and white Atlas.
"Hey half-pint, what's wrong with Thor? Something's not right here." Myrrha says.
"N-nothing's wrong! The big guy is just a bit shaken up is all."
She turns to the Excalibur with quick glance "Really? Is that so?"
The Tenno walk down endless corridors, filled with reluctant defenders of Grineer and Corpus. The stale moments in between are nerve-racking as Ren dodges direct question involving his time with Freya. Even more so for Freya, who finds any excuse to be the strong silent type following behind the pair. But after some ten minutes of these childish antics, Myrrha has had enough. The Atlas spins round and takes one big step forward in front of the Rhino's path. Freya stands stiff with her Fragor in hand, searching for some logical explanation to her deception that will soon be revealed.
She tries to make a gesture, but she is met with a hand on her shoulder. The Atlas doe not speak as the Rhino seems to lower her head in defeat. A loud sigh startles the Atlas and prompts her Drakgoon to come to light before being aimed to the floor once again. Myrrha demands to know what is really going on and shifts her body to Ren. Regardless of the Warframe head staring back at him, the malicious aurora emanating from the captain lets him know that she is not in the mood for games. The Excalibur does not play coy and reveals what he knows as Freya timidly apologizes for betraying Myrrha's trust.
"Why'd you do it Thor? Oh my bad, you're Freya now right? Why did you lie to me; to everyone?" The Atlas wants to know.
"I didn't mean to Myrrha, honest! It was just supposed to be a social experiment for this new stealth Tech from some big-wig Corpus guys, but it became so much more than that..."
Myrrha gives the Rhino a light punch on her sturdy, armored chest and moves away " Eh, that's lame. Here I thought you were some hired assassin sent to infiltrate us, and that I'd have to take you down along with Ren."
Little Ren chirps in fear "Wha- why me? I'm not part of this!"
"Yeah well, I just like to beat on ya squirt. Oh and do take that personal by the way, he-he!" Chuckles the Atlas as she continues her walk. "Oh and Freya? I personally don't care who the fuck you are, as long as you fight for me, then there'll be no trouble. If I were you though, I'd be more worried about what Keeva's gonna think."
"Captain wait! You really believe me, just like that?" Freya inquires.
"Hm? Well I'm sure as shit not gonna argue with something I don't quite fully understand, now am I? But If you really insist, I could always say I don't believe ya and gun you down right here and now? That what you want?"
"R-right... sorry Captain."
The Trio of Warframes proceed on their trip, heading farther into the base and carefully searching for the rest of their squad mates. The Grineer are busy holding back the Corpus and their robotic proxies to effectively deal with the intruding Tenno or breaching hordes of the Infested. Ren wonders why Myrrha called this an elimination mission originally before it became an Invasion. The Lotus must have some ulterior motive or is it Myrrha that is holding all the answers? Perhaps it is an Orokin artifact they have been sent to retrieve under the guise of an Invasion? That is definitely something the Grineer and Corpus are always after, but the concentration of Infested does not add up. The beasts are vying too hard to gain access to the facility as well as the Corpus, like moths to a flame, something is drawing them in. It is unusual for them to ignore feasting and assimilating organic, especially sentient lifeforms, when so much meat and carnage is abundant. Not even the corruption of their Infested flesh seems to be rooting and spreading throughout the base, one could infer that no Infested are even present. Everything is too obscure for Ren's liking. His only desire is to find Banou and make sure she is safe. Anything else, can come after they reunite.
To which Banou and Keeva show up, right on cue. The trio is passing through a massive, poorly lit storage room filled with large containers and crates, when a ruckus stirs above them. There are several catwalks overhead, with Corpus troops trotting all over them in a hurried rush. They seem to be shooting at some unseen foe, until when a pink wave of energy envelops them all in one go. They crewmen grab their helmets, shaking their heads briefly before coming to their senses. Without hesitation, they turn on one another and fire until the last Corpus soldier drops his Dera rifle dead on the floor. Ren knows of only one Warframe with such powers and the pink energy that surged reinforces his assumption.
Moments later two figures leap from darkness above and land ahead of the trio. A pink poka-dotted Nyx and a yellow and black Trinity greet the Excalibur, Atlas and Rhino. Keeva runs at the Rhino, jumping into the other Warframe's arms and saying how happy she is to see "him" again. Myrrha laughs under her breath, ready to enjoy the confusion and drama. Ren though, is more interested in the Nyx as he approaches the Warframe.
"Banou?" He calls out.
"Yes Ren?"
"I'm glad you're okay."
"M-me too."
The Excalibur and Nyx eye one another in silence as they try to ignore the shocked yelling of Keeva. Banou turns to Ren to shed light on the situation. "Ren, is something wrong with Thor? Why is Keeva so upset?"
"Uh... it's a long story. But it turns out Thor is actually a chick, well its Freya from now on anyway."
"What! He is a woman, since when? But that cannot be..."
Ren tells Banou to not overthink it and that he will explain the whole mess to her after the mission is over. Unknown to the Tenno squad, however, disaster is about to strike. Their sensors light up with movement as a myriad of Grineer troops storm the room from above and below. Elite lancers, grenadiers, snipers, bombards, hellions, scorpions, both beast masters and many more can be seen in the swarm. Their weapons are all drawn on the Tenno, but they do not fire. Myrrha returns the favor by holding her own troops and observing the enemy. From a large horizontal blast door, a group of badasses emerge among the Grineer ranks. Several guardsmen and twitching manics accompany the more noticeable individuals in the center. One large Grineer, as big as they come, towers above everyone in the room. His shining steel black gauntlet arm dwarfs his left augmented limb and his overall bulky armor gives off an imposing look. The second Grineer is but a head shorter, yet is still a daunting figure of great height. Black and orange armor, reminiscent of the Gustrag Three's design, yet with minor alterations and more husky. The gauntlet wearing Grineer raises his large hand and points a finger at the Tenno.
"This is your unlucky day Tenno! To have the misfortune of running into me! The great and mighty commander Tul'Ruk! I'm going to crush you like the disgusting insects that you are!"
The Atlas steps forward, her Wraith Furax fists in full view. "Commander Tul'Ruk, brother of the now deceased General Sargus'Ruk of Saturn. Get ready asshole, because you're about to join him in the Void!"
Myrrha charges on with a roar and her stoned infused fists carving a path of death to the Grineer-in-command. She easily slaughters two manics and cripples a guardsmen as her outstretched hands reach for Tul'Ruk. Just when the Grineer in sight, a black fist slams into her Warframe's face, cracking the upper corners of the mute peasant's visage. The skilled Atlas lands on her feet and searches for the attacker, who stands proudly in front of the head Grineer. It is the other large brute that challenges her, pulling a large custom Gorgon heavy machine gun from behind. Myrrha takes one glance back to see her fellow Tenno engaging the Grineer forces from all sides and turns back to her opponent.
"That's the last freebie you're gonna get, fucker." Myrrha growls.
The Atlas raises her stone wall as Gorgon bullets rip through the air in rapid succession, Myrrha uses the cover to summon her two enormous rock golems. The stone warriors flank the Grineer from both sides as Myrrha jumps up with her Drakgoon ready in hand. But the large, heavily armored warrior merely punches a hole through the right golem and then throws the remaining rock creature over its shoulders at Myrrha. The Tenno dodges and fires her scrap launching shotgun, grazing the Grineer and drawing more fire from the machine gun. All the while Tul'Ruk laughs and taunts the Tenno, bidding farewell to the Warframes as he marches off with his personal guards. He is confident that his men can handle a measly five Warframes.
The Tenno intend to prove him wrong as they duke it out with the Grineer forces, dividing tasks among themselves. Keeva focuses on maintaining a steady supply of energy and distributing health via her abilities and healing aura. Freya mops up the heavier units, while Banou and Ren handle crowd control. Myrrha is left to her one-on-one duel against the large Grineer, a fight that is no longer in her favor. Ren watches in disbelief as his captain is throttled and slammed into the floor. The beaten down Atlas is sprawled on the ground, straining to get up as she sees a rocket propelled Jat Kittag being lifted above her. The Excalibur sprints over the heads of the Grineer soldiers and unleashes his radiant blue, spectral blade of pure energy and directs the crescent slashes of power at Myrrha's attacker. His ability only pushes back the warrior a few feet, but it provides the perfect diversion for the Atlas. She rises with a kick to the Grineer's head and crosses her arms, petrifying the huge soldier partly.
Myrrha grapples the larger being and commands Ren to finish the job. But the second his name is spoken, the Grineer becomes filled with unfathomable strength and breaks the encroaching stone. The Atlas is sent backwards as the Excalibur attempting to drop from above is grabbed head first. His ocular sensors are covered by a large palm gripping his entire head, the next thing he knows, he is in the arms of the Grineer. Some sort of device is slapped on his vertebral neck protrusion and a system shock causes his Warframe to go limp.
"Bastard! You're gonna regret messing with me!" Myrrha rages as she goes to land a direct punch on warrior.
The Atlas is met with an unstoppable force of the other's fist, the impact obliterates her right hand and her forearm partially. She stumbles back in awe before being slapped away, falling with a loud crash into some containers. The Grineer hoists the Excalibur up with one hand, pressing the immobile body its chest and looking at the Warframe's featureless face. But a cry from behind catches the warrior's attention and Ren is carefully laid onto the floor. A Nyx comes sprinting the Grineer's way, pink energy building up in both her hands. The armored behemoth fires the Gorgon, but the nimble Warframe is too agile and closes the distance quickly. Banou evades the fatal swings of the enemy's heavy fists and lands her hand on the Grineer's face plate. A rush of pink energy flows into the mind of the Grineer, not bending her will to the Nyx, but with the intention to destroy the warrior's mind. The Grineer's body trembles before letting go of Ren, who is caught by Banou as the tall brute plummets to the ground with a thud.
The rest of the cloned soldiers are taken care of by Keeva and Freya, either retreating or falling to the Tenno's gun and blade.
"R-Ren, oh Ren are you alright? Please answer me!" Yells the Nyx, while clutching the still Warframe.
"Banou... you... saved me?"
The enthusiastic Nyx hugs the Excalibur to her bosom, cuddling him protectively in her embrace.
"I appreciate this and all... but can you get this thing off my neck? It feels like it's sucking out my soul!"
"Oh, s-sure!"
After removing the Grineer tech from his body, the boy regains the feeling of control and stands on his own two feet. The others soon catch up to the pair as Myrrha appears badly damaged. She says there is no need to worry, a missing limb on a Warframe does not equal a missing limb on an operator. Warframes are not suits, rather separate bodies that act as conduits for a Tenno's power. The same cannot be said for the downed Grineer as it staggers back on its feet and lumbers toward the Tenno squadron.
Myrrha, Keeva and Freya all turn to face the big Goliath.
"Careful you two, this one's not your average Grineer."
"Don't worry Myrrha, we can take him! Right Thor? Oops I mean Freya! Sorry babe, its gonna take some time to get used to all this."
"Let's worry about that later, right now lets take care of this guy!"
The large warrior takes a few steps towards them, uttering a name through a indistinguishable hollow voice. It is calling, for Ren. The Grineer falls to its knees and reaches a hand out to them; hitting the ground once more. The Tenno all turn to Excalibur, who is baffled by the allegations his teammates are making against him. It is apparent that Ren is somehow connected to this individual, but why and how?
"No, it can't be... she wouldn't... there's just no way. It can't be her."
Banou moves closer to him as does Myrrha. "Cannot be who Ren? Do you know who this is?"
"If there's something you know about this bastard that fucked up my arm, you better start talking squirt!"
Ren pushes the Nyx's hand away and brushes past the Atlas and the others to the Grineer lying face down. He struggles to flip the soldier on its back and searches the head for a method to detach the face plate or whole helmet. A hiss of gas escapes as the helmet comes undone and Ren drops it to the floor. The short, fiery orange hair, thick lips, perky nose and plush cheeks immediately tells the boy who it is. The female's eyes flutter open as green irises floating on a pitch black sea stare back at Ren.
"Ren... is that really you?"
