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Blessed Phoenix

I apologize for the late update guys. But stuff came up yesterday and as such, couldn't update till today. Seems like something always hits on Friday that throws me off guard lol. Might make it so that updates are Friday/Saturday, if life gives me the time.

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Akiva stared with wide eyes as Unit Eleven down another glass of his drink, delicately placing the cup down back onto the counter before the Exo focused his white optics onto the Guardian seated next to him. Unlike the Phoenix Model, the human Guardian was struggling to keep himself steady, keeping a hand onto the counter as he picked up his cup and forced himself to down the contents; Akiva wonders how Echo is going to react if he figures out that Unit Eleven had not only downed not one, not two, but 'three' Guardians in a friendly drinking competition.

When the human Titan seated himself and the Exo at the bar, Akiva had initially planned to start out small; a few wine coolers and perhaps something a tad bit stronger if Unit Eleven could handle a small percentage of alcohol. But, as the Titan was ordering their drinks, a Hunter took a seat next to them and when he figured out that it was Unit Eleven's first time drinking, he ordered the strongest glass that the place held in their stock. Although Akiva did his best to put a stop to it, the human Titan instead was taken back when the Exo Warlock simply picked up his glass and downed the contents in one go, actually leaning his head back to ensure that he got every drop. He further shocked not only Akiva but also the Hunter when the Phoenix model simply blinked bewilderedly, and questioned the surprised reaction of those around him. After that, the Hunter challenged the young Exo to a drinking contest, only to lose after several rounds of the strongest drink they had; soon after the second Guardian, another Titan, had fallen to Unit Eleven, a line of Soldiers of the Light gathered around the duo, all wanting to see just how far the Exo Warlock can go before collapsing.

Akiva shook his head as the Titan next to Unit Eleven finally caved, falling forward in a heap; as far as the human Titan can tell, the Exo wasn't going to fall anytime soon, especially since the Phoenix Model calmly took the Titan's glass from his hands and drained that too.

"This isn't going to end well," Akiva murmured as he took a sip from his glass, watching as fellow Guardians dragged the unconscious Titan away only for his seat to be occupied by a Warlock, the determined look in her eyes showing off her confidence.

"I apologize for saying no, Akiva, but I had to – what the heck?"

Turning his golden hues to his side, the human Titan let out a sheepish smile when Angel's form approach, the Hunter's forest green eyes wide as the latter added, "What in the Traveler is going on?"

Placing his glass on the counter, Akiva raised one hand as he answered, "Before you jump to any conclusions, this is 'not' my fault."

"If it's not your fault, then why in the heck is Unit Eleven downing drinks like water?"

"I tried to stop him! I really did!" Akiva glanced back at the Exo in question, watching them down another glass with little effort as the female Warlock followed, "But the Hunter who challenged him was insistent, wouldn't take no for an answer, even from Eleven." He then paused, "But hey, look on the bright side. He's not even tipsy yet."

"Tipsy – how many drinks did he have?"

"Uh," Akiva started, glancing back in time to see Unit Eleven down another drink, "I haven't really kept count."

Hearing Angel let out a groan in response, the Titan simply stated, "Oh come on, what's wrong with him having a few drinks?"

"Look, normally I wouldn't mind 'too much' if this was another Guardian," Angel admitted as he fixated his green eyes back onto Akiva, "But you have to remember, 'Echo' over reacts when it comes to 'anything' with Unit Eleven." Seeing the Hunter then shift his attention over to the Exo Warlock's form, the former then added, "I don't want to know how Echo would react if he figures out that Unit Eleven drank half the bar."

"He didn't drink half the bar."

"…Considering all those empty bottles I see behind the counter, I beg to differ."

"Another one down!"

A cry of surprise and awe echoed throughout the bar as Akiva turned to face Unit Eleven, only to see the female Warlock stumble out of her seat before she slid down to the floor, leaving the Exo Warlock to calmly down another glass and turning his white optics towards the others; a silent challenge to those present.

"Unit Eleven! Why in the Traveler are you here?!"

Eyes going wide as recognition settled into his mind, Akiva slowly turned as the white and silver grey clad form of Echo stormed towards them, the rage clear in his white optics, "Are you two the reason why he is here?"

"Mainly me," The human Titan pushed himself onto his feet, placing himself between a bewildered Angel and the angry Exo, "I brought up the idea of bringing Eleven, thought it would be nice to celebrate after a Crucible Match."

Seeing Echo's gaze further narrow in his direction, Akiva then decided to add, "Oh come on, don't tell me that you never celebrated something with a drink or two?"

Flashing a smile at the Exo Titan in an attempt to ease the air between them, Akiva instead let out a startled yelp when Echo suddenly grasped the front of his armor, and tugged him down to his level, "Why do you think that I would be a willing participant in taking in such a rancid substance into my own body?"

Hearing the growl in his tone, Akiva couldn't help but let out a gulp as Echo pushed him to the side, the human Guardian feeling his back bump into Angel's form as he watched the Exo Guardian approach his fellow Phoenix model, "You have been ignoring my frequency."

Eyes going wide at this, the human Titan heard a grunt behind him, causing him to remember Angel's presence, glancing over his shoulder to give the Hunter an apologetic smile, and then moving to the side to give said human Hunter room to regain his composure.

"Observation, Ghost Sunny Day sent a frequency back answering that I am currently preoccupied."

"Never received it."

Hearing a hum then permeate from the Exo Warlock, Akiva watched as Unit Eleven simply lifted a glass and took a sip, his white optics tracing over to his side. Following the Exo Guardian's gaze, the human Titan then hovered over the familiar white form of Day, the Ghost shifting their parts close to their core, their lone optic glancing towards the floor; Akiva didn't have to ask about the missing frequency.

"Stop drinking that," Turning his focus back towards the two Exo, Akiva saw Echo reach over Unit Eleven's shoulder, his hand reaching towards his fellow Exo's glass, only to see the Exo Warlock easily lean away and kept his drink out of the Titan's grasp, "Do not take such filth into your body."

"I am currently participating in what they call, a contest." Akiva swore Echo let out a low snarl at his fellow Phoenix model's words, "they are 'betting', giving me a large sum of glimmer if I win."

"Betting?"

The human Titan lifted up his hands in defense, easily sensing the glare he was receiving from Echo, "I tried to stop him, I honestly did, but he's an Exo of his own. Can't really stop him if that's what he wants."

Still receiving the glower from the Exo Titan, Akiva then reeled back when Echo simply let out a scoff before turning his attention back towards Unit Eleven and grabbed him by the arm, "Unit Eleven, we have to go."

Although nervous as the attention shifted from Unit Eleven's 'competition' to the two Exo, Akiva couldn't help but let his jaw drop when the Warlock tugged his arm free from the Titan's grip, "I am content where I am, Echo."

Seeing the Exo Titan pause at his words, Akiva wonders if this was the first time that Unit Eleven openly opposed to Echo's actions, only to see the latter heave out a frustrated sigh and cross his arms, "This involves Prime, Unit Eleven."

"Prime?" The Exo Warlock turned, "What about Prime? Did they try to hide data from you again?"

"Hide? What?" Akiva couldn't help but snicker as a look of confusion settled onto Echo's metallic features, and when he shifted his attention over to Unit Eleven, he saw an instant flash of misgivings over his words before the neutral expression returned, "We will talk about that later, however, this is something more important than Prime holding back data from me."

"…. From the way you are withholding information and the signs of worry in your voice, something had happened to Prime, am I correct?"

Eyes widening at Unit Eleven's words, Akiva turned his focus onto Echo, only to see the hardened stare still on the Titan's face but received no verbal answer; a hum then permeated from Unit Eleven before the Warlock turned his attention towards the surrounding Guardians, "My apologies, it seems that something of importance has come to my attention. I will have to forfeit this 'contest'."

Groans of disappointment then permeated from the surrounding Soldiers of the Light, although they were still quick to disperse, most likely to attend to their own devices or to hand out their losses to their comrades; that is when Akiva felt Unit Eleven's optics turn onto him, "I thank you for helping me experience this 'bar' however, it seems Prime is in a dire situation that needs my immediate attention."

No sooner had he finished speaking when the Warlock down the glass he held in his hands before delicately placing it back onto the counter, and pushing himself onto his feet. Seeing this, the human Guardian couldn't help but fidget in place when both Echo and Unit Eleven started to head towards the exit, "We can help."

"No." Akiva jumped from Echo's snarl, the Exo Titan immediately turning around and snapped, "We do not need help from 'organics'."

"Oh not this again," Hearing Angel heave out a sigh at this, the human Titan took it as a sign to question, "Why not?"

Almost immediately, Akiva felt the burning glare of the Exo Guardian, seeing the white fade and replace with red, and prompting the Titan to then add, "We may not have known Prime personally like the two of you, but my team were the ones who found them. If anything happens to Prime, I think it is only fair that my fireteam gets word of it."

"The only word that you will be getting is when Unit Eleven and I accomplish 'our' mission, 'alone'."

Then, without another word, Echo stormed off, Akiva fixing his golden hues onto the Titan's back.

"He is still holding onto the past," The human Titan jumped as Unit Eleven came to a pause next to him, "Unlike me, Echo experienced the world outside of the facilities." Akiva watched as the Warlock turned his blank optics towards him and Angel, "He remembers the prejudice and hate towards the Exo. The unneeded violence. The deaths." Unit Eleven then turned his attention towards the exit, "He has yet to experience the trust of an organic." Then, without looking his way, Unit Eleven held out his hand, causing Akiva to give him a quizzical look before glancing down, and then he understood; a piece of torn cloth can be seen in between the Exo's fingertips. As the human Titan took the cloth from Unit Eleven, the Exo then walked off with Sunny Day gliding behind him.

"What did he give you?"

Turning his golden hues towards Angel, Akiva can easily see the curiosity in the younger Guardian's green eyes before he simply glanced down at his hands; from the texture and color, it seems that Unit Eleven had torn the textile from the hem of his own robes, most likely having done it during the mild confrontation between himself and Echo. On it were a jumble of digits, prompting Akiva to lift his gaze back towards Angel, holding out the piece of cloth with a puzzled look on his pale features.

"Let me take a look."

It was Lex, the white and yellow Ghost materializing into view before beaming his light onto the contents of the cloth; no sooner had he done this when he paused, causing Akiva to then ask, "Lex? What is it?"

"It's an encryption for a file." Akiva watched as his Ghost turned his wide optic towards him, "For PHX-TRVL."

Xxxxx

She was growing, from what she was told; a few inches taller than what she was last year. According to what she can grasp from Matt, it was a good sign, a sign that she was going to mature instead of staying frail and weak as most had expected; the medic also hopes that as she ages, her body would gain strength, enabling her to do activities that she would otherwise unable to do now. Although excited at the prospect of being able to perform activities with her adopted family, Hush couldn't help but notice the look in Ianos' orange hues; there was no sign of relief or gratitude, only remorse and concern. Confused at this thought, Hush decided to shrug it off and instead, opted to focus her attention to her surroundings, giving subtle waves to those who nodded her way. Though still wary of humans, Hush started to warm up to those who live at the Tower, the slow realization that not all are as dangerous as her father and others of her clan had claimed they were.

As she strolled through the Plaza and into the hall leading to the northern part of the Tower, Hush wonders when the Awoken Warlock was going to return from the – what did the others call it? – Crucible, he had promised to show her how to control her light, to help relieve the pressure that constantly builds up in her gauntlets. Wringing her hands together as she saw wisps of void light permeating through the cracks of said armor piece, Hush glanced up in time to see the familiar circular building of the Speaker's office before her, and instantly, her yellow eyes gleamed brightly. The child Guardian had only started venturing the Tower on her own, but after visiting the Speaker once, she always found a way to visit him every time she ventures out alone. Hush could not understand why but when she stands near him, she can feel her light stabilize, the constant hum of its unstable energy settling in the Speaker's presence. It brings a sense of peace to her mind, knowing that she can stand around the head of the Guardians without fear of her light snapping out of control.

As such, when she turned the corner into his office and glance up to see the familiar white garbed figure at the top of the stairs, a broad grin spread onto her tan features before Hush quietly started climbing up the steps.

"Why are you bothering him again?" It was Crystalline, the female Ghost finally materializing into view before she hissed out, "Being the head, this 'Speaker' must have a lot to do, he doesn't have time for small frivolities such as saying 'hello'."

Momentarily turning her attention to her Ghost, Hush simply held up her hands and signed, You are just saying that because you don't like him.

"More like I don't 'trust' him," Crystalline muttered out, her yellow optic glancing up at the Speaker before turning her attention back towards the child Guardian, "Speaker? For the 'Traveler', I highly doubt that there is anyone out there who can actually 'hear' what the Traveler is saying."

"I understand your doubts, however, just because you believe the Traveler cannot hear me does not mean I cannot hear you."

Seeing her Ghost spin her back fins, Hush snorted at Crystalline's fumble before turning her focus back onto the Speaker, finally making it to the top of the stairs to give him a smile; a soft chuckle was her reward.

"Already time for your daily visit, Guardian Hush?" The child Guardian nodded in response to his question, "I believe when you are preoccupied with your work, time does flow more quickly than you expect."

Especially for a person like you, Speaker, Hush signed, I thank you for finding time for me.

"I try to find time for 'all' Guardians, Little One." The Speaker said, "Although you are one of the few who visits me daily."

Hearing this, Hush frowned, her yellow eyes narrowing as she signed, You are the Speaker, yes? Do you not have many visit you?

"I am not the only one at the Tower preoccupied with our duties, Guardian Hush." The female Titan leaned her to one side at his words, "I do not mind the lack of visitors, just as long as they return someday."

Seeing the Speaker then turn and return to his desk, Hush blinked several times before she heard slow footsteps approach behind, causing her to turn around and stare down into the darken visor of a Hunter. Normally witnessing other Guardians visit the Speaker for advice, seeing the Hunter climb the steps shouldn't have been unusual except, this Guardian halted in his movements, his shoulders stiff, one hand behind his back as Hush felt his gaze fixate onto hers. This sent a wave of unease throughout the child Guardian, and she couldn't help but turn to bring the Speaker to attention. It was then she felt a hand grab her dark strands, causing her to let out a yelp before feeling her head jerk back and a sharp edge press against her neck. Pain soon followed through this sensation followed by a gasp as Hush felt her air cease, causing her to choke as the grasp on the back of her head laxed, enabling her to collapse onto her knees, and then onto her side.

"Hush!"

Hearing Crystalline call out to her, Hush's hazy vision simply saw the Hunter leap over her, a war cry emitting from the Guardian before her vision went dark.

"Hush!"

Tearing her attention away from the attacking Fallen, Hush turned around only to let out a scream when a Dreg raised its knife, the latter letting out a shrill cry. Then instantly, her father was upon it, kicking away the attacking Eliksni before he ran and scooped her into his arms. However, as he turned to run, a nearby hum snapped Hush to attention, only to let out another scream as a Vandal materialized into view, and with one swift movement, stabbed its blade into her father's side. Hearing him scream in agony, Hush stared down into the Eliksni's eyes before reaching out towards its Ether tubes, and with one swift movement, tugged. Their attacker's reaction was instantaneous, the Vandal letting out a shriek of panic and surprise before it slipped away, tearing its blade out of her father's side, and allowing him to collapse into the snow in a heap. Squirming out beneath her father, Hush fixed her gaze onto the Awoken's, seeing his glowing eyes shift towards her.

"R-run…"

Hearing him choke out, Hush found herself unable to listen to her father's words, and instead, tearfully reached out and curled her fingers around his, feeling him give them a gentle squeeze. Then, holding out her free hand, Hush attempted to stop the bleeding, feeling the warm liquid slip between her fingers as slowly, her father's life faded from his eyes.

Snapping open her eyes, Hush took in a gasp before the sound of a struggle reached her ears, prompting her to push herself into a seated position and towards the Speaker, only for her eyes to widen as she saw the Hunter upon him, the white garbed form of the Head of the Guardians holding the attacker's wrist that held his knife. Although the Speaker was able to hold the Hunter back at bay, Hush can tell he was straining, the way his joints were locked and his shoulders squared out in an attempt to defend himself.

"Hush! Go and find help! Hush! I know that look! Don't you dare – Hush!"

Leaping onto her feet, Hush ran towards the assailant, bearing out her shoulder and gritting her teeth as she slammed into the Hunter. Pain permeated throughout her shoulder as Hush felt herself bounce back, landing painfully on the floor as she let out a yelp. However, as she fixed her eyes back onto the Hunter and the Speaker, she witnessed in time to see the assailant stumble, just enough for the Speaker to twist one of his hands back and familiar wisps of light materialized over his fingertips. Watching him slam his palm into the Hunter's chest, Hush's jaw dropped when the attacker was sent flying over her head and down the steps, seeing him tumble before he scrambled back onto his feet. Although relieved that the Hunter was now a safe distance away from the white clad Guardian, Hush's eyes widen when the attacker reached down to his thigh and pulled out a hand cannon.

However, before she can even push herself back onto her feet, a flash of white ran into the room, slamming into the Hunter and dragging him against the wall. Flinching as an audible crack emitted throughout from the impact, Hush watched as the newcomer removed his scout rifle from his back, pressed it underneath the Hunter's jaw and snarled out, "You harm her, you die."

Then, she watched him pull the trigger.

Xxxxx

Echo hardly ever sees Unit Eleven spare any emotion; a few glimpses here and there, but it was quick enough that many would blink and thought that it was just their imagination. But when the Exo Warlock received a frequency for help from -what was her name?- Crystalline, the blank expression was quickly replaced with worry and then rage when the female Ghost added of her Guardian's death. It was instantaneous, the white glow of his optics replaces with red and he was already heading towards the source of the frequency before Echo can even question what was going on.

By then time the Titan had caught up with him, Unit Eleven had killed the Hunter responsible for Crystalline's Guardian's death and the color of his optics had returned to the familiar shade of white. He was soothing to what Echo saw was a child, tears in her eyes as she kept her arms wrapped around his abdomen as Unit Eleven continuously brushed his fingers through her dark strands. But, when Echo entered the room, the Warlock's attention snapped towards him, and the Titan saw his optics dim, and just like that, he was gone, replaced with the 'imitation' that he despises.

And as such, this 'imitation' stands next to him as they stand behind a glass window, the attacker seated on the opposing side.

With his helmet absent over his head, light azure plates gleamed underneath the lights, and green peeking between the cracks, it was obvious of his origin as an Exo, although this doesn't stop the glare that Echo and the Vanguard received behind the glass.

"Loras – 15, reported MIA a few months ago." Ikora read as she shifted her gaze away from the files and towards the Hunter in question, "The body of his Fireteam were found, Ghosts destroyed by single gunshots. Many theorized that Loras betrayed the team, but it was never proven."

"Until now that is," Cayde-6 added bitterly; Echo didn't have to guess that the Hunter Vanguard was sour that one of his Hunters had went rogue. Although, the Titan quietly thought to himself that this was not the first Hunter to have gone traitor.

"Going rogue is one thing, but attempting to assassinate the Speaker right here in the Tower?" Zavala shook his head, "I am unsure whether to call him daring or a fool."

"I am more curious as to why he tried to kill the Speaker." It was Knight who spoke, the younger mind turning and giving the Vanguard a puzzled look, "did you find an answer?'

"We tried questioning him." Cayde-6 shrugged, "But he would respond with the same answer: he refuses to speak to 'thieves'."

Echo turned and frowned at the Exo vanguard, "Thieves?"

Another shrug from Cayde, "Wouldn't say anything else."

His optic narrowing in response to the Hunter's words, Echo reeled back when Knight suddenly spoke, "Then may I try?"

"Shining Knight," Ikora's bronze gazed fixed onto the younger Exo, "The only reason we let you participate in this interrogation was that you claim that Unit Eleven was adamant on being present."

"…It's not much of an interrogation if you get nothing out of him."

Snickering at the frown that Knight received from the female Warlock, Echo opted to stay silent when the young Exo added, "Look, I know it's just been a couple of hours since the attempted assassination on the Speaker, but who knows if there are others out there like him who wants the Speaker dead. Like, it could be that there is a faction dedicated out there to kill him. We need to figure out if he's alone in this or not as soon as possible."

"And what makes you think, that a young Guardian such as yourself, can get answers out of an individual like Loras?"

Seeing Knight part his lips to answer, silence permeated through the room as the Exo Warlock continued to open and close his mouth, making it obvious that he didn't have an answer. Echo simply shook his head at this, "How about I make an attempt?"

Immediately, all eyes were upon the Exo Titan; Echo simply gave them a blank look, "Either we make no progress or, we can get 'something' out of him."

"…Just don't hurt him too much."

Scoffing at Cayde's words, Echo simply walked towards the entrance, placing a hand onto the panel next to it to get it to open before taking a step inside. However, no sooner had the door closed behind him when the Exo Titan noticed a change in attitude from the Hunter. At first, Loras snapped his optics towards him, the glare apparent, but that swiftly disappeared and replaced with an expression that Echo can only explain as awe.

Seeing the Hunter leap onto his feet, Echo went onto the defensive, squaring out his shoulders and letting void light form at his fingertips, only to pause when Loras scrambled over and knelt down on one knee at his feet, "Blessed Phoenix, the holy ones who truly deserve the gift of the Traveler."

"I…" Echo fumbled, his white optics blinking several times, "What are you talking about?"

"You do not know?" Loras turned his optics upwards, surprise clear in his green gaze, "These Guardians, these 'thieves' stole the light from the Traveler. Only you, the ones who are called 'Phoenix', are the only ones deserving of the Light."

Frowning at this, Echo crossed his arms, "Then what does that make you?"

"A humble servant." The Titan reeled back at this, "During that day, when I went on the mission with Saren and Assur, I happened to meet one that was truly blessed by the Traveler."

"Truly blessed?"

"I do not know her name, I am undeserving to learn the name of one who wields the true power of the Light." Loras stated, "But she showed me the 'truth', the reality of the Guardian's theft, and as such, I pledged my loyalty to her."

"And you killed Saren and Assur to show this?"

"It was the only way she was willing to accept me into her service." Loras placed a hand onto his chest, "to kill the 'organics' that caused her so much suffering."

Glancing over the window in wonder if the Vanguard and Knight are keeping track of this, Echo fixed his attention back onto the Hunter, "Are there others?"

"Of course," Loras beamed, "I was not the first. There are plenty of other Exo who pledged loyalty to her, all aiding in the efforts to find others like herself." He bowed his head, "If I had known that a Blessed Phoenix was living at the Tower, I would have come here sooner instead of meticulously planning to kill the False Witness."

Echo raised a metallic brow at this, "False Witness?"

"The ones the thieves call 'Speaker'." Loras lifted his gaze once more, although this time, Echo saw hate, "The one who 'lies' about the gift of the Traveler, claiming that the thieves were 'chosen' when they actually stole the Light from our blessed god." A look of melancholy flashed into Loras' green optics, "Our Holy leader entrusted me with the task of killing the False Witness, to help free the Traveler from the greedy grasp of these thieves." He then bowed his head, and Echo easily sensed the shame emit from the Exo Hunter, "But I had failed in my task, and as such, I do not deserve to return to her embrace." The Titan then reeled back as Loras fully knelt on the ground and bowed even further, pressing his forehead onto the floor as he added, "Kill me, Blessed Phoenix, so that my sins maybe forgiven."

Optics wide in surprise, Echo, at first, thought about fulfilling Loras' request. To him, the Exo Hunter's words were nothing but gibberish, and the thought of him possibly knowing the truth of the Phoenix models and the Traveler bothered the Titan greatly. But, as he shifted his gaze towards the window, Echo can easily sense the eyes of the Vanguard and he knew, that they would not possibly accept his action. As such, to avoid scrutiny, Echo simply stated, "I am… 'disappointed' in your attempt, however, I need some time to properly find a fitting… punishment for your failure."

"I understand, Blessed Phoenix."

Taking slow steps back, a sense of unease settled into Echo's chest as he finally exited the room, waiting until the door closed to turn his blank gaze towards the others, "I am very uncomfortable with the fact that someone is turning the prospect of the Phoenix Models into a cult."

"Not the first cult we faced, and definitely not the last." Echo gave Cayde another blank look, "Although, I have to admit, it made it easier to get answers out of Loras since he sees you as this, 'Blessed Phoenix'."

Echo scoffed, "Blessed Phoenix, I highly doubt that this so called 'leader' of theirs is actually a Phoenix Model, as they claim."

"You have doubts?" the Titan turned his attention towards Ikora, "From what I can gather, you have been looking for others such as yourself for years. Although it took a while, Unit Eleven appeared. What makes you think that this 'leader' that Loras talks about is not a Phoenix model?"

"Because a Phoenix Model wouldn't make such a blasphemous ideal." Echo spat, "I may strongly dislike the Guardians and even further, organics, but I do not claim that you are 'thieves' that stole the light of the Traveler."

"Aw, you growing soft on us, pal?" The Titan turned and glowered at Cayde, "Say anymore and you might find a bullet to your head, Cayde."

"No, still a bastard."

Snapping his attention towards Knight, Echo watched as the Warlock held his hands up in defense, although a small tinge of mirth can be seen in the younger Exo's optics, "Despite my strong hate towards you, you are lucky that Unit Eleven still exists with your psyche, otherwise, I would have killed you long ago."

Hearing the younger mind pause at his words, the Titan let out a scoff as he simply waved a hand, "You can figure out this so called 'leader' of this cult, I am focusing on a task of my own."

"Don't tell me that you are going after the one who siphoned Prime's data."

Echo fixed his attention onto Zavala, "Have you already forgotten what I had said before? Prime is full of data that is from the Golden Age. It is imperative that we find them as soon as possible before such information falls into whatever hands who hacked into his database."

"I thought you cared little for the city."

"Of course I care little for the City," Echo scowled, "What I do care about is the data that Prime carries within their memory."

"Let me guess, it has something to do with the Phoenix Exo and the Traveler," The Titan snapped his attention towards Ikora, the latter of which then added, "You are trying very hard to keep it a secret, Echo. There will come a time when you will have to reveal it to us all."

"And I will try to ensure that never happens," Echo snarled out, snapping his optics towards Knight, seeing the younger mind snap his mouth shut, "And if I hear that 'you' are the reason it is revealed, imitation, then you will pay with your life."

Then with is words spoken, the Exo Titan then left the room.

Xxxxx

[D]: News on Hunter Loras' attempt on the False Witness' life?

[E]: A failure I'm afraid.

[D]: Pity, and here I thought he had potential for having a piece of one of my siblings within his body.

[E]: I still do not understand why the Traveler decided to bring back the Exo that holds the piece of your fellow Phoenix, instead of actually resurrecting the actual being.

[D]: It is because the Traveler has made a mistake. It did not realize that the light within these 'imitations' are actually those of the Phoenix models. Once we free the Traveler from the greedy hands of those thieves, then it will realize what it had done. Then, only then, will it finally resurrect those who truly deserve its gift.

[E]: And the AI?

[D]: Once we gather the needed data from its memory banks, then we shall no longer have need of it. It is a reminder of the past, we do not need that. Destroy it, once its use has been served.

And there we have it, until next week guys :D