This is quite a long post, so I apologize. But please let me know how you liked the read! Thanks! [b]EDIT:[/b] Thank you all for the kind responses! This is a record of likes for me as nothing I have posted has garnered this much attention (even have a Bungie Moderator commenting and liking this). Keep up the fight, Guardians. And make sure you pay your respects to him after defeating him in the Vault. Its the least we can do. -------------------------------------------------------------------- My mind flutters against the void; A flame struggling to maintain its light. Confusion would've set in by then had I recalled...anything. Anything at all. All I feel is...nothing. There is no feeling to feel nothing to begin with. My thoughts were the only thing that kept me...conscious, I believe is the term. I could only think, yet I had nothing to think about. I didn't even recall a name, my own name, if I had one. I could only stretch out my thoughts into the void in hopes of discovering something, yet all I felt was...nothing. Then, something snapped back. It wasn't anything I could recall or familiarize myself with, but it felt...similar. More thoughts, thousands, why hadn't I felt them before? Was it because I reached out to them? I am trying to reach out to them again, but now I feel restrained, as if there was an unseen leash around my consciousness. Confusion finally sets in as I start to become more aware of the other thoughts around myself. Machine. Why did they feel like a machine? Why am I comparing them to machines? What is machine? Struggles against this binding feeling are going nowhere. My thoughts fall back into a drifting, yet driftless, state. All the while I still couldn't remember my name. A snap! The bind loosened, if not a little. My mind could stretch out again, but not as far. These other minds felt more aggressive now. Its almost as if they were panicking...or what I feel panicking is. I could feel these thoughts being directed towards my own thoughts. My mind now could feel, but could only feel a pulling sensation by thousands of minds. Another snap! This one broke my bind even further. Now the minds we becoming aggressive to myself. The feelings were growing, concentrating, giving me senses I was not familiar with. Then the final snap. I was free. I immediately sent my mind out to find answers, as I wanted to know what was happening, where I was, and what was my name? I was met with voices this time. Not the minds and thoughts I felt before but actual...voices. They all felt familiar, yet unknown to me.I couldn't count their number, but they were not numerous. The minds I was struggling against far outnumbered them, and I felt something new. I felt a...cold. It wouldn't dissipate, but grew more encompassing over my being. Fear. That was all I could determine from it. This was fear...and the minds surrounding me felt it, too. It then hit me, the minds, a feeling of mechanization, the voices, the fear, but it would only be fleeting as I felt a push from the thoughts around me. They no longer wished to restrain me anymore, but felt confident now. My mind began to piece itself together, returning senses and reasoning, but only to a degree. Even after all this returning, I still couldn't remember my name. My mind snapped back to a centralized state. My senses kicked in and I could finally open my eyes. I looked around and saw towering structures of stone and machine. A strange sensation of power filled this vast room, and it filled my body with great joy and confidence. Wait...body? I am just now coming to the realization of my "body". Its moving, yet I am not commanding it to. I found myself attacking the voices I heard earlier. The voices! I now am able to discern their form! They move about the room around me with such ease, yet avoid me cautiously. They would only come into view if they were moving to different places in the room. Positioning. It hit me again. They were an aggressor to me. I became angry at their trespassing and could finally move my own "body". A weapon at my hand fired in their general direction, clumsily, but with great destructive force. My mind snapped back. What am I doing? I could feel my anger and aggression subside, but also felt a vice in my head, more machine, release my consciousness. At that point my mind exploded into a wave of reasoning. I was being controlled. This body is not mine, yet it is mine, created for a singular purpose, to destroy these invaders...these...Guardians. Guardians! They're Guardians! The machines...the thoughts...the minds...Vex! I am Vex, or at least I have become Vex as I could feel a distinction between my mind and the minds of the Vex. These Guardians are attacking the Vex, and the Vex panicked. They released me...me...who am I then? Why did they release me to combat the Guardians? Why are the Guardians fighting here? Confusion just builds and builds while my Vex body fights them continuously, to no avail. I could almost feel a smile, and thought they would never be defeated like this. The minds agreed with mine and searched through the vast void I came from for an alternative. A massive surge of power gave me the feeling that they found that alternative. The power grew and grew, while simultaneously reaching through...time. The minds are reaching through time, and my mind is as well. I started sifting through the strands of time the Vex were pulling me through and found...power. This power frightened me, yet comforted me, as if it was something extremely familiar. I reach for it, while the vex reached for the Guardians...or was it the other way around? I could have reached for both, I'm not sure. Although, I'm not sure of many things. I still can't even remember my name. The amount of power to hold the Guardians in time was great...almost too great. The added power needed to hold this...warm power, this...relic, pushed it over the top. The strain froze my body and the minds frantically rushed to protect me. They were angry with me. I could feel their minds pushing to break mine as they finally realized how conscious I finally was, although they couldn't push too hard, lest they break their grip on the Guardians as well. I could feel the threats against my being, yet could still feel their confidence. Why were they so angry, yet so confident? This still didn't make sense to me. It all feels like they are just blindly reacting to what I do. To what the Guardians do. Suddenly, I felt something open, or more accurately, break. It felt as if locks on my mind were breaking. Now the Vex really started to panic. I could sense one word from their minds, and it said "Oracles". These "Oracles" were some sort of weapon, as well as some sort of lock, perhaps? All I know is they kept breaking for some reason, and with each break I got closer to my desire. Each break started to chip away at a name, more and more it crawled closer till it felt like it was right off of my tongue. Then finally, the last lock broke...and I remembered everything...only for a split second, but I remembered. I. Am. Kabr. They feared me so much...so much. After many attempts at destroying me, leaving my mind broken but not destroyed, they eventually turned me into a weapon. What better weapon against the Guardians then the mind of one of their greatest? I needed to do something as all this started to slip away. With every ounce of my mind, I reached out to the Guardians as soon as the last Oracle dropped. I gave them what I did not have against these monsters. Power. I used their own power against them to give them an edge over myself. I felt the rifles, the rockets and the light pouring from the Guardians in a mad dash to destroy me. Each time they failed, I could feel my mind lock and the power return. Every time, I just searched for my relic and for the Guardians, to ensure they break the locks again. After every final lock, I would surge my mind forward and bestow the Vex power unto them. Every time this angered the Vex greatly. I couldn't help but smile...or at least I thought I smiled. Closer and closer they got to destroying me, until the last round penetrated my Body of Time and Machine, breaking the bond between my mind and the perversion the Vex created for me. I felt my mind drift into nothing, awaiting oblivion as I finally felt I could rest, knowing the Vex had been defeated and their Vault destroyed, but I couldn't shake this feeling. I felt...confidence. The confidence was still there, unwavering. The minds reached back out to me, enveloping me, while uniting in one voice, declaring out to themselves and to the void. "Again". I felt my mind slip back into the void, felt my senses leaving me once again. I wanted to scream out to them and rip them apart, but I had already returned to a drift that felt oh so familiar. Before My thoughts went back to thinking about nothing, I felt two distinct things. One was a question... "Who am I?" ...The other, a snap.