I originally planned to upload this a week ago, but a stomach virus coupled with a fever left me pretty much incapacitated for about 6 days. Anyway, here is chapter two waiting for you. I hope you enjoy what is (in my eyes) horrible writing.

The Tenno. All ages' nine-and-ten to two-and-twenty, but when looking at the millennia long lifespan of an Orokin, they might as well be children. Three years they were on the moon, being trained as weapons of war, a highly-skilled order intended to be commanded by Executor Marius. They're loyalty did not lie with the Executor however. Margulis, the woman directing the program, had their loyalty, and their love. "Of course I care for them, they like children to me." She would often say. The Tenno in turn, loved her as a new mother.

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As the massive Scindo crashed into the grass, Excalibur took a wild swing at the handle, forcing Rhino to let go or risk losing his hand. The Dakra's blade narrowly missing his opponent, Excalibur attempted to press his advantage with a slash to the neck. Rhino, agile for someone his size, leaned back into a rolling dodge, before transitioning into a flurry of kicks forcing Excaliur back.

Inside the observation post, the remainder of the Tenno on Lua watched the duel with excitement while a group of Dax soldiers were monitoring the Pit's systems. Previously a terraforming simulation, the Pit had been heavily modified to for military training, and was the standard exercise for the curriculum on the moon. As Rhino heaved the Scindo out of the ground the electronic voice of Cephalon Omega echoed through the chamber, "Now transitioning to environment 37D." The lush grassy field vanished, revealing for an instant the gaisteel plated floor, before rocky outcroppings and small huts took their place.

As Rhino began to lift his battle axe into the air one of said outcroppings rose from beneath him, catching the blade of the Scindo and carrying both the Tenno and his weapon high into the air. Forced to let go of his weapon, Rhino came crashing to the ground with such impact that would have broken the spine of a normal human. However, being nowhere near a normal human, the impact simply stunned Rhino and dented the simulation floor. Before he could climb to his feet though he felt the tip of a sabre pressing into his throat.

"Match set! Victory is to designation: Excalibur. The loss belongs to designation: Rhino. Please clear the arena for the next match. "

As Cephalon Omega finished her announcement the floor began to revert back into its original form. As the simulation ended Excalibur offered his hand to help Rhino up, but the Tenno grunted before shaking it off and rising.

"I don't need your help Excalibur, piss off." Rhino sneered before walking away.

"Good day to you, too!" He called back before turning to rejoin the rest of the group in the spectator's box. As the automatic door parted ways for him he was ambushed by two of his fellow Tenno, Ember and Ash.

"Nice one Caly!" Ember remarked with a smile across her face, "Though if it was me out there I would've done a much better job."

"Quiet Ember, we all know you wouldn't have lasted a second out there. Rhino's got too much armor for you to be effective." Ash coldly added.

"At least I'm not named after a burnt crisp!"

"You're right. You're title is based off what is left from a dying fire!"

The two continued the exchange of insults for a while, and just as it was about to come to blows Excalibur stepped in. "Quit barking at each other like an old married couple. Get a room if you want to act like this, don't do it here."

That remark got Ash to go sheepish before turning back inside and proclaiming, "Old married couple? As if! I'd rather marry a Grineer than her!"

"That can be arranged asshat!"

Well this is a great start to the day. Rhino hates me and my two friends are already bickering. Shiny! Excalibur thought dismissively as he joined the Tenno to watch the next duel between Oberon and Saryn.

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Around noon the Tenno filed into the mess hall. Over the three years of training they had gone through on Lua, the Tenno had formed groups based off factors like skill or demeanor. Most had been assigned groups by the Executor but some had formed them of their own volition. All except for two. Loki and Nyx. Both had been segregated from the rest of the Tenno for some time.

Loki was a trickster, simple as that. While some Tenno used their abilities for the sake of what Rhino referred to as "badassdom," Loki loved using his to fool around, spy on, and be a general nuisance to everyone else. Nyx was a different story.

Some Tenno could control fire, some ice. Some were expert swordsman, while others were more durable than any type of armor in the Origin system. Nyx could interact with the mind. She could drive someone insane, or take control of them through thought. Unlike Loki, who just annoyed everyone, the Tenno hated Nyx. "Mind-Freak," they called her.

Maybe it was their shared segregation, but these two have been by each other's side since they arrived on the moon. As the tables were occupied by the multiple established groups, Nyx and Loki chose a table in the far end of the cafeteria. While they were still shunned by the rest of the Tenno, slowly the insults had become less severe, and rarely did they appear.

"You know, I could get used to insults not being part of the daily routine. It's nice." Nyx remarked as she swallowed, "Although I can't say the same about the food."

"I don't see the problem," Loki smiled, "I like it."

"Because you don't eat it. You just use it to make fake vomit."

Loki put on a look of shock, "How dare you accuse me, the great and noble Loki, of such childish things!"

He held that look for about a second before the two of them doubled over in laughter.

Loki, finally recovering from his hysteria, laughed, "Did you hear the news?"

"You honestly think I pay attention to the news around here? It normally goes: 'Sparring is at 0600, lunch at 1200, curfew at 2100.' Really interesting." Nyx remarked.

"No, not the everyday bull. For some reason we're going to be allowed a month of freedom. Go back to the Citadel and all that. Kind of weird considering they've never really done anything like this before."

"What about money? We would need ducats for places to stay, as well as for food and general spending money."

"That's the great part. Since we're technically military they're going to be paying for the expenses. Hotel rooms, food, general goods. All of it! The thing is…"

"They wouldn't normally do something like this, right?" Nyx interrupted.

"Right."