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I apologize for the 'really' late update guys! I got distracted again *cough*Warframe*cough* and as such, I didn't give myself enough time to write out this chapter on time for the deadline! So here it is! In all its glory!

Thanks to TidalKiller, Witefang7, The Great Wolf 117, Flycatcher's Archive, and TheTurtleMan for the review!

Witefang7 - It took me a moment to know what you are talking about but yes, there is a Guardian, Zeno, on Venus who had made prosthetics for himself. Although, they were a guest character made by one of my many readers, that is actually not a bad idea to bring up a small cameo for them lol. Sadly, I'm not really going into detail how Angel got his new arm, just a simple he got a 'new' one to throw the Vanguard off of his Eliksni made prosthesis.

TheTurtleMan - Oooh nice! Yeah I'll definitely add you, just need to write a sticky note to remember. I have a bad memory when it comes to remembering things like that lol. This next arc is mainly going to focus on Echo, Unit Eleven, and the fate of the other Phoenix Models, but, a few points of Angel's arc will be brought back up so who knows? His allegiance maybe brought in question... maybe :D. And yeah, I'm a week late lol. Thanks though!

"It had told me what you had done."

Turning his blank gaze towards his fellow Exo, Unit Eleven said nothing and instead, turned his focus back onto the dimming form of the Traveler, "You can hear its voice?"

A scoff was his answer, "You think the Speaker is the only one who can hear the Traveler?" The Exo Warlock then saw from the edges of his vision Echo standing next to him, placing his hands against the rails as he too looked upon the form of the dormant god, "Only reason I kept it to myself is so that there isn't a power struggle. Plus, I think the Speaker is doing a decent task of leading the Guardians."

"…You think he is one of us?"

"…Possibly," Echo admitted, "However, with his habit of keeping secrets to himself plus that mask of his, we can only speculate."

Nodding once in accordance to his fellow Phoenix Model's words, it was then Unit Eleven felt Echo's white optics shift towards him, "You cannot hear the Traveler?"

"…No." The Warlock answered, "remember, Echo, you were made to represent the Traveler. I was created to 'take it'."

Hearing the Exo Titan go silent, Unit Eleven took the opportunity to further take in the white orb's form, soaking in the sight before him; he recalls clearly in his past life that he never saw the Traveler, despite his creation is to take its light. The closest he ever came to even 'seeing' it was just screens, pictures that were taken by the scientists who created him and the rest of his unit to exemplify their abilities. Although knowing fully well that such small diagrams did not do the Traveler justice, Unit Eleven cannot help but let a tinge of awe settle into the back of his mind whenever he would come out into the Plaza just to gaze upon its form. This was a being that the humans so greedily wanted to take the power from?

"What you did with that human, Angel, was it?" The Warlock turned his attention back towards Echo, the latter of which had kept his gaze upon the Traveler, "was it to save his life? Or to show that Security Exo the truth?"

"You mean Hunter Pluto-99?" Unit Eleven earned a scoff from the Titan, prompting the Exo Warlock to stay silent and then turning his attention back towards the Traveler, "I want to tell him the truth, truth of our origins and the Exo, but your commands dictate I cannot inform them. At least, not verbally."

Hearing nothing but silence permeate between the two Exo, Unit Eleven opted to say nothing, waiting until he heard Echo let out a sigh, "You knew that was going to happen, didn't you?"

"…I did encourage you to break away your 'programming'." Echo mumbled, "It was bound to happen. Was just hoping that you would leave the secrets of our origins out of it."

"The Guardians will figure it out," The Warlock stated, "It is as you say, 'bound to happen'."

Hearing yet another scoff from his fellow Exo, Unit Eleven once again remained silent, and fixed his attention onto the Traveler, "The Traveler. What did it say?"

Feeling Echo's optics back onto him, the Exo Warlock let the silence hang between them until the Titan finally responded, "It said, thank you."

Xxxxx

"Can someone please take out that Hunter with the No Land Beyond!"

"Which one? Me?"

"No! That Visten guy!"

Ianos couldn't help but snicker at Akiva's frustrations, the human Titan letting out a snarl as he dashed towards a group of enemies, his void light flickering around his wrists as he ran out of sight. According to the information on the Awoken Warlock's HUD, Akiva got a good three kills with his fists before once again, the symbol of a sniper flashed next to his name, signify the Hunter had taken him out once more.

"Angel! Do something!"

"What do you think I am trying to do?! But this guy is garbed in dark colors! You try and finding a Hunter in here!"

"I thought Hunters can spot anything!"

"I'm not Pluto! I'm not to that level yet!"

Hearing his Fireteam members bicker over the coms, Ianos had to mentally admit that there was truth to Angel's words. The Asylum was covered in shrubbery and rust, causing the environment to turn dull and dark in color, and leaving plenty of nooks and crannies for hiding. For the Hunter on the opposing team, Visten-9, this was perfect, as his armor shaded in the darkest colors of black, enabling him to blend in with the shadows perfectly. All the more annoying when he is sniping in the darkness, ensuring he stays out of sight. Only if Pluto were here, he would easily be able to take out his fellow Exo Hunter.

So far, Ianos was able to safely stay out of Visten's line of sight, although he wonders if the Exo Hunter was purposely avoiding him after what the Warlock had done to the first Guardian who had taken off his head; even though Ianos hadn't killed him, the Awoken ensured that he was unable to hold his gun. When you're a Voidwalker, it is easy to cripple an opponent without drawing blood. His fellow Guardian was just lucky that Akiva happened to be nearby, otherwise, he would have been out for the rest of the game.

"Fucking hell!" It was Angel's voice that echoed through the coms, Ianos glancing down at his HUD in time to see symbol of a sniper flash next to the human Hunter's name, "Is there a better sniper than you out there, Angel?"

Sitting in his spot in one of the rocky halls, Ianos waited until Angel's voice flickered back into the coms, "Is that a challenge?"

The Awoken shrugged, unknowing if the human Hunter was nearby or not, "I'm just saying. You are the best sniper of our team, but I am noticing that you are having trouble against Visten."

"It's because of my arm," Ianos couldn't help but let out snicker at the Hunter's excuse, "I'm not quite used to it yet."

"Even after a year?"

"…Akiva, you sure that it was a good idea to bring Ianos to the Crucible with us?"

"What? Ianos may not get any kills, but you do have to admit, he shoots well enough to support us in the back."

Hearing Angel groan through the coms, the Warlock let out another snicker at the human Hunter's frustration before the Awoken snapped to attention when footsteps echoed through the hall he took refuge in, prompting the old Guardian to push himself onto his feet and heft his scout rifle in his hands. Squaring out his shoulders, Ianos momentarily relaxed when Unit Eleven's form came into view, the Exo's sprint slowing down into a walk when his hidden gaze locked onto his visor.

Although both curious and suspicious of the Phoenix Model, Ianos' mood towards him had significantly cooled since both he and Pluto brought Angel back from the Wilds; alive and mostly in one piece. The Exo Hunter had sent a frequency to Ianos and the others just a couple of hours before their landing; at first, hearing that Angel was alive, the Awoken Warlock thought that it was a cruel joke. Despite his hopes, the Awoken Guardian had long ago accepted that the human Hunter had died during the cave-in, knowing fully well that even the most skilled Guardians can succumb to such an insignificant death. As such, Ianos didn't even bother answering his door when they came to his quarters; although angry back then, now the Awoken Guardian couldn't help but find it amusing that Pluto had kicked the door down to gain entry.

Nearly throwing his light at the Exo's way out of anger and grief, it was then that Angel immediately stepped in, a look of panic clear in his gaze before Ianos came to a sudden halt, letting the violet wisps of the void dissipate from his fingertips. Although relieved the human Guardian was alive, it took several minutes for him to recover from the shock, Ace having to convince Ianos to take a seat to steady himself. It was only then that he heard what had occurred; Angel's permanent death, and resurrection.

When first being informed, Ianos had thought the story was blasphemous; a newborn resurrecting a Guardian back from a permanent form of death? No other beings besides the Ghosts and perhaps even the Traveler themselves can perform such an action. But then, the memory of Unit Eleven's constant claims rang in his head.

I am not a Guardian.

Is there more to these words than his plans for self-termination?

Although curious, Ianos decided not to question the origins of the Phoenix Exo; according to the mind currently in control, Knight, the effort to bring Angel back from death exerted a lot of energy from Unit Eleven and as such, in silent thanks to the Exo Warlock, the Awoken Guardian kept his questions to himself; especially considering that the Phoenix Model is very keen on keeping his personal life private.

This doesn't mean that the Awoken Warlock completely trusts the Phoenix model, keeping his orange eyes right on him whenever he was in sight, especially whenever he would visit Hush. His mind momentarily lapsing onto the child Guardian, Ianos recalls the mix of relief and disappointment on her tan features when the small Titan entered his apartment for the first time in weeks, only to learn that Knight and Unit Eleven were to move onto Echo's floor; it seems that the two Phoenix models had connected during their short stay together. Despite this, Hush's disappointment disappeared when Knight promised that both himself and Unit Eleven would come and visit daily, bringing a smile back onto the young Guardian's face.

"Warlock Ianos," A nod from the indifferent Guardian, "You are holding your ground here?"

"This hall is a nice perch for snipers," Ianos confirmed, "was making sure it stays clear before moving." When he heard the human Hunter let out another curse through the coms, the Awoken let out an amused smirk, "although, I guess that doesn't stop them from finding other locations to take cover."

"Observation, Exo Soldier Unit 1911-9, alias Hunter Visten – 9, location in sector nine, building three."

Reeling back at the Exo's words, Ianos walked over to the walkway before raising his scout rifle and aimed down the sights, just in time to see a subtle movement dash into one of the many rooms in the buildings across from him, "No idea how you figured out his location but, good job."

"You are not going to kill him?"

Lowering his rifle to allow himself to glance back towards Unit Eleven, Ianos couldn't help but frown behind his visor at the Exo's question, "I don't know if you heard, but I do not kill other Guardians."

Seeing the Phoenix model tilt his head slightly to one side, signifying his curiosity, Ianos wasn't taken by surprise at his next question, "Then why participate in the Crucible? Does it not involve killing others such as yourself?"

"Normally, yes, I won't." Ianos paused when the familiar ping flashed onto his visor; it was a notification of Akiva once again being killed by Visten's shots, "however, Akiva and Angel kept begging me to participate. Finally relented just so they would stop badgering me."

"Then what do you do when you are not killing?"

Lowering his weapon to allow himself to place one hand on his hip, Ianos then shrugged, "Incapacitate opponents, act as back-up, giving support where I am needed."

Hearing the Exo Warlock let out a hum in response, Ianos opted to remain silent and instead readied himself when his radar bleeped red, hefting his scout rifle in his hands as rushing footsteps clambered over the hill.

"I fucking got you!"

Hearing Akiva's voice ring through the air, Ianos couldn't help but blink when a Hunter garbed in black rushed past him, the runes of the Mongrel Ogre's Grasps glowing visibly against the dark armor followed by the familiar bleached bones of the Ahamkara on his legs. As said Hunter disappeared from sight, it was then the dark brown clad form of Akiva rushed past between the two Warlocks, arc light streaking around his form as he too disappeared around the corner.

"Did he get him yet?"

Glancing over in time to see Angel trudge up the hill, Ianos shook his head, seeing the human Hunter's shoulders slumped, signifying his disappointment, "Was hoping that we would get him at least once before the match ends but, considering he's a Hunter like myself, I highly doubt Akiva will get him."

"Well, considering how fast he was going, he will gain up on him soon."

"Observation, according to the speed difference between Titan Akiva Wahl and Exo Soldier Unit 1911-9, alias Visten-9, the time that Titan Akiva Wahl would gain on Hunter Visten-9 would take approximately three minutes and forty-three seconds."

Seeing Angel come to a slow pause at the Exo Warlock's words, Ianos couldn't help but let a tinge of amusement as the human Hunter clicked his tongue, "Since there's only thirty seconds left in the match, then Visten gets the win." Everyone's attention snapped to the corner of the hall when a shot rang through the arena, and a laugh permeated from Angel as Visten once again took another kill from Akiva.

Xxxxx

"You seem on edge, Echo."

Glancing up from the tablet he held in his hands, the Exo Titan frowned at the holographic image in front of him, "Prime, what are you doing here?"

"Considering that I have access to the entirety of the Vanguard Database and the systems built within the Tower, I thought it would be nice to stop by and say hello."

Following the light of the screen towards the panel built onto the wall of his quarters, Echo shook his head as he stated, "So, you are – what do organics call it? – bored?"

"For the lack of a better word, yes, I am."

Giving Prime a blank stare, the Exo Titan simply placed his tablet onto the table beside him before leaning forward in his seat, resting his arms on his knees, "Alright then, what can I do to amuse you?"

"Anything." Echo raised a metallic brow at this, "Just as long as I find it entertaining."

Leaning back in his seat with a hum, the Exo Guardian turned his white optics towards Reaver, the latter of which shifted his black parts up and down in a Ghost equivalent of a shrug before returning his attention back to his screen, his light easily lighting up the dimness of the room, "Can't really say I have anything 'interesting' in the back of my mind."

"Then if I may ask, why the name Echo?" The Titan fixed his attention back onto the Golden Age AI with a frown, "I understand that you want to throw away your old life, but Echo? Really? Is it because you are an 'echo' of your previous self?"

"If it were that obvious, then I wouldn't have chosen such a basic name as 'Echo'." The Exo momentarily glanced back at Reaver, seeing the Ghost's white optic glance back in return, "Or at least, agree to it."

"Agree?"

"What? Do you expect 'me', an Exo created to 'represent' the Traveler, will have the necessities to name myself?" Echo scoffed as he crossed his arms, "No, it was Reaver here who gave me the name."

"Oh?" A hum of curiosity emitted from the hologram, "Then Reaver, did you pick the name out for yourself as well?"

"No." The black Ghost promptly answered, "Echo gave me the name."

"You gave each other names?"

"Not as uncommon as you think, Prime," Echo stated, "Guardians or in my case, 'Risen', find it hard to recall their past lives, some of them even unable to remember their names." He then sneered, "Unless, you're an Exo, where finding a name for yourself in the Golden Age was very unlikely."

"I do recall Unit Eleven having a name for himself back in the early years of the humans."

The Exo Titan's optics narrowed at this, "Nine, correct? Can't understand why he refuses to use such a name, and gets nervous whenever I try to bring it up." He scowled as he added, "If I do recall, he only allows that 'imitation' to call him by that title."

"Do I hear a hint of jealousy?"

Giving the Golden Age AI a glare, all Echo received from Prime was a chuckle, the hologram flickering before they added, "I believe it is because 'Knight' was created before their resurrection." Another hum from Prime, "It seems that Unit Eleven took a lot of time and effort to create Knight's program, to ensure that it stores hidden in his memory banks during his time alive in the Golden Age."

"I just do not understand why he would create an 'imitation' when he was one of the most 'advanced' Exo created during the golden age of humanity." Echo scowled, "and one poorly made. At best, this imitation barely has any knowledge of the battlefield, let alone anyone protocols to even defend himself."

"Perhaps Knight isn't created to be a soldier."

The Exo Titan narrowed his optics, "What are you implying?"

"A few days after Knight's 'assessment', Unit Eleven started to become more 'active'." Echo paused at this, "He came to me one night, asking me to erase files that is related to him anyway. Activation. Battlefield Reports. Blueprints. History. Everything."

"And why bring this up?"

"Because there is one record that caught my interest," The Titan raised a brow, "He asked me to find a file for a family. The Martin family and more specifically, for their child, Benjamin."

No sooner had Prime finished speaking when a snarl escaped from Echo, "The Martin Family? How is Unit Eleven involved with the likes of them?"

"You know them?" It was Reaver who spoke, the black Ghost gliding over with a curious look in his lone optic; Echo let out a scoff in response, "What Exo doesn't know about the Martin Family? They were a high class of the rich who supported the making of Exo highly, mainly for manual labor." He growled as he added, "They funded the Exo project more than anyone."

"They also had owned plenty of Exo under their 'care'." Echo glowered at this, although his optics widen in surprise at Prime's next words, "According to what I can recall, Unit Eleven was placed under their service after his 'retirement'."

Anger blooming in his chest, Echo gritted his jaw as he forced out, "I guess the humans thought what better way to send a Phoenix Model out of retirement, than to give one to the family who funded the Exo project the most?"

A hum of confirmation emitted from Prime, prompting the Exo to then ask, "And let me guess, they worked him like the 'machine' he was?"

"Not quite sure, since his treatment was not exactly recorded," Echo let out another frown at this, "However, I can safely say that the child of the Martin family was not seen in a negative light."

This prompted Echo to pause, "What do you mean?"

"Unit Eleven maybe a hard Exo to read, but when he brought up the child, I easily sense the warmth from his person." Another hum from Prime, "there was no hate in his tone and he repeatedly said that he had 'failed' him, like as though he had broken something that was made between himself and the Martin child. This side of him I had never seen, and his strong distaste of his own programming, I came to believe that Unit Eleven had created Knight to be a caretaker, not a soldier."

"But why a child of the family?" Echo sneered, "Why befriend a child from a family that funded the labor of our race?"

"I tried questioning him, but as in typical Unit Eleven fashion, he changed the subject," The Exo Guardian let out a scoff at this, "he is quite keen on keeping his personal life as it is: a secret."

"He cannot keep it secret much longer." Echo leaned back in his seat, folding his hands in his lap as he added, "Like how we are unable to keep the secret of the Phoenix Models hidden."

"You are that worried about the backlash?"

"If you were around during the time when humanity figured out the truth of the Phoenix Models and the Traveler, then you would understand." The Titan straightened out his seat, his shoulders tense and his hands gripping tightly together in his lap, "Do you think that they finally showed us respect after they figured out our origins? The units that were stationed outside of the facility were all torn apart, and those who were considered 'safe' inside were then dismembered at the behest of the people. Only 'I' was spared for the reason that I was the only one of my models that they were unable to break and humanity couldn't tolerate the thought of destroying something that is that closely connected to their precious 'god'."

Leaning back in his seat after his rant, Echo kept his narrowed white optics on the shimmering screen, seeing the light flicker as Prime let out another hum, "I believe I was not as 'attuned' to the outside world then, despite the fact that I had created many of the programs for the Phoenix Models. Perhaps if I –"

Before Echo can tune into on the rest of Prime's sentence, static then echoed through the room as the Golden Age AI's blue screen turned to static followed by an agonized scream. Jumping from the action, the Exo sat momentarily stunned before abruptly pushing himself onto his feet, "Prime? Prime, what's going on?"

"H-h-e-e-e-l-p." Prime's hologram flickered back and forth between blue and static, "O-o-ut-s-s-ide. H-h-h-ha-ha-ck-k-k-k."

Then, as the Exo Titan parted his lips to question the AI, the hologram then dispersed, leaving Echo and Reaver alone in the room.

At first, silentl, Echo then stated, "Reaver, contact the Vanguard, I believe it is time to call in another 'favor'."

Xxxxx

Unit Eleven still found it hard to comprehend the sudden shift of emotions that organics constantly sift through; like how Akiva was shouting and cursing his frustrations during the Crucible only for him to turn around, hold out a hand, and congratulate the other team of their win when they landed at the Tower, especially towards the Hunter of their team, Visten. The Exo Warlock easily saw how his fellow Exo reeled, their shoulders pulled back in surprise before reaching out and gripping the human Titan's hand tightly before giving it a firm shake, signifying his acceptance of the compliment.

"You confused as well?" Hearing the familiarity of Day's voice ringing in his auditory sensors, Unit Eleven simply nodded once to the Ghost's question, signifying Day to continue, "I never hung around the settlements and the City long enough to fully comprehend the complications of emotion. I understand the basics, such as sadness, happiness, and embarrassment, but," A hum then permeated throughout his helmet as Visten walked off, more than likely to tune in onto his own bearings, "I still am confounded on how quickly others shift through their emotions so quickly."

"I have been around humans during the entirely of my activation," Unit Eleven commented, his blank optics spotting Akiva approach the others, the hopeful look in his gold gaze a sign that he was hoping to pull the rest of the team towards the bar; from the way Ianos crossed his arms and a frown clearly emitting behind his visor, the Exo can guess that it was very unlikely that the Warlock was going to accept, "Beyond the basics, I never can fully grasp the complexity of emotion. Perhaps for an Exo like me, it is something I shall never understand."

"Hey now," Feeling the 'weight' of his helmet go light, Unit Eleven glanced over his shoulder in time to see the white Ghost materialize into view, the single white optic locking onto his, "It may take a while, but I do believe that you can grasp something like 'emotion'." Watching the Ghost glide in closer, the Exo saw their parts shift upwards; a Ghost equivalent of a smile, "Maybe we can learn the complex subject of emotion together?"

Tilting his head slightly to one side in contemplation of Day's words, Unit Eleven parted his lips to answer the Ghost's question, only to feel an arm wrap around his shoulders.

"Hey Eleven! Since Ianos and Angel doesn't want to join, why won't you come with me for a drink?"

Blinking several times before shifting his white optics and connecting with Akiva's gold, Unit Eleven opted to remain silent, causing the Titan to raise his free hand and gesture towards the Exo, "You know, a drink?"

"All I can comprehend from the word 'drink' is the constant need by organics to take in liquids into their body," Unit Eleven watched as Akiva's eyes widen at this, "Was my definition wrong?"

"Yes, well, no, but…" He felt the Titan's arm leave his shoulders, "Don't tell me that you never been to a bar before?"

"I have heard of this 'bar' but no, I have not personally attended one." No sooner had he answered when Unit Eleven saw Akiva's jaw drop, his eyes staring deeply into his optics as if he was crazy, "Then what are we waiting for?! You are 'definitely' coming with me to the bar!"

Giving the Titan a quizzical look, the Exo parted his lips to let out a protest but, as he felt the human Guardian's hand grip him tightly by the arm and then tugging him in the direction of said bar, the Warlock decided to relent; perhaps he should take this as a sign that Akiva had finally forgiven him for 'abandoning' Angel in the caverns the year previously. As such, with the hum of Day's hovering ringing next to his auditory sensors, the Exo Warlock simply matched the Titan's pace as they walked up the stairs towards the Hangar.

Xxxxx

"I do not understand."

Echo watched with crossed arms as Ikora lifted her bronze gaze away from the tablet she held in her hands, "There is no sign of an interference of the Vanguard frequency but yet, Prime's database has been cut off."

"And showing signs of deterioration." Cayde added as he too took his attention away from the screens and shifting it towards Echo, "Or, as you believe, being siphoned."

The Titan scoffed at this, "What? Do you really believe that someone would be willing to terminate a rarity such as a Golden Age AI?" Echo let his hands fall to his sides before he approached the table, "No, despite your beliefs that 'everyone' stays within these walls, I am certain that there are other settlements, other 'factions' outside that are more than willing to risk hacking into the Tower's database to get to Prime."

"You have anyone in mind?"

"Like the Revenants or the Concordats," Echo glowered at the silence he received, "Do you honestly think that just because you have a non-aggression pact with the Revenants, and that the Concordat has been disassembled, that they won't perform an attack on the City?"

"I highly doubt that the Concordat would be the ones to make an attempt at stealing Prime," The Exo turned and narrowed his optics at the Awoken Commander, "mainly for the reason that we took careful procedures to ensure that Lysander and his followers are not allowed back into the City, including their frequencies."

"Doesn't mean that they won't scavenge for broken tech to fix that," Echo snarled, "with Lysander still alive, the Concordat will always be a threat. Do not exclude them just for the reason that you exiled their leader and his followers."

Seeing the three Guardians turn and glance towards each other, Echo simply scoffed and crossed his arms once more as he waited, seeing Zavala fix his attention back towards him once their quiet deliberation was finished, "And your reasoning why you think the Revenants maybe involved?"

"Who wouldn't want a Golden Age AI on their side or in this case, it's database?" Echo responded, "You know that Prime still holds the data from their time from the Golden Age and have been slowly trickling this so called 'precious' information to you and the Tower to help humanity 'rebuild'. Not to mention, I don't think everyone will be pleased that the Last City holds such a large advantage."

Seeing the Vanguard glance towards each other once more, Echo waited patiently as silence momentarily loomed over the room, "We will send scouts onto the field to keep an eye on the Revenants and perhaps, if he can be located, Lysander, to see the possibility if they are indeed behind Prime's hack."

"Wait, that's it?" The Titan placed his hands on the table, void light dangerously permeating from his shoulders, "You are just going to send 'scouts', nothing else?"

"We cannot risk putting the lives of Guardians in danger just for a 'hunch', Echo." The Titan turned and gave Zavala a glare, "Until we have the proper information and evidence, we cannot simply attack a faction just for the reasoning that you think they are behind Prime's 'abduction'."

Grinding his jaw as his fingers curled angrily into a fist, Echo pushed himself away from the table, letting his void light spill out onto the floor in a fog, "It might be too late by the time you find this 'evidence', 'Commander'. You might as well hand Prime over to the enemy."

"Then what do you expects us to do? Attack and start a war?"

"Better to start one now when we have the advantage than later when the 'enemy' has taken steps ahead!"

Pressing his hands against the table once more, Echo added, "If we do not take the initiative, you might as well call this City dead."

"Titan Echo."

"That is 'Echo' to you!"

"It might not even be the Revenants or the Concordat for all we know, 'Echo'," It was Ikora who spoke, her bronze hues narrowing at the Exo, "It might be a different party all together."

"But just sending out 'scouts', scouts that may take 'days' to even bring back a simple report?" The Titan growled, "By then, it might be too late for Prime and whoever is behind this might use the information they gained from them to their advantage."

Once again gaining silence as an answer, Echo took it as a sign to push himself away from the table, "Do not come running to me if the Concordat, the Revenants, or whoever is behind this takes Prime's data and uses it against the City. If Prime doesn't make it out it intact, then you won't see any help coming from me."

Then he turned and exited the Hall without bothering to wait for an answer from the Vanguard, leaving behind a fog of void light.

"You are not planning to go out and find Prime on your own, are you?"

Glancing over his shoulder to see the black shell of Reaver, Echo simply let out a scoff, hearing a sigh permeate from his Ghost in response, "You know as well as I do that by yourself, you cannot find them in time, at least, in not in one piece."

Making his way up the stairs and into the Plaza in silence, Echo came to slow pause as he took in his Ghost's words, "Then send a message to Unit Eleven."

"One more isn't going to change things."

"We're Phoenix Models, each one of us is built to be a one-man army."

"…Doesn't mean you can search around and look for clues like one."

Making his way towards his quarters, Echo added, "We weren't just built for war, Reaver. We have more than just combat mechanics built into our system." He turned his white optics towards his Ghost, "There is a reason why Unit Eleven found that Hunter with little difficulty."

Xxxxx

[D]: How is the process going?

[E]: The AI is a lot larger than I thought. It might take a couple of days compared to the twenty-four hours I had originally planned.

[D]: Is there no way to speed it up?

[E]: With me, myself, and I alongside this scrap of metal we call a 'computer', no, there isn't a way to speed up the process.

[D]: Then we'll just have to hope and pray that we take the program before either we're blocked off or we're found.

[E]: I highly doubt they will find us. With your unique frequency, there's no possible way they can track it back to us.

[D]: Then we're safe then?

[E]: Safe enough where we can not only completely siphon the AI from the City's database, but also take it apart to see the files upon your fellow brothers and sisters.

[D]: They must be out there somewhere, I cannot be the only one who was brought back by the gift of The Traveler. The humans did make over a hundred of us before the end of their 'Golden Age'.

[E]: A hundred amongst 'millions' is still a small number, what if you are the only one amongst your units to have been brought back?

[D]: Then we continue on with the plan, success or not. We will use the data from Artificial Intelligence Prime to pinpoint the weak points amongst the city of those organics and 'imitations', and then, we will free the Traveler from their greedy hands.

Visten-9 belongs to Zeak106

Zeak106 - I apologize for the long wait but here's your character!...I'm sorry if his appearance was short but since he was a mute character, I wasn't sure how else I was going to put him in lol.

Anyways, here's the chapter guys :D