[b]Vex[/b] He had drunk from the acrid seas from which They came. He had studied Their ways for decades. He had learned too much. They knew He had learned too much. They knew He had to be silenced. They found Him, as He knew they would. They took Him. He lies not alive, but not dead; something worse. [b]Fallen[/b] They came on Their own will. They knew that soon They would have no choice, so They chose on Their own behalf. They, They are chasing something. They claw at the Walls of Humanity, trying to recapture It. No, not recapture; reclaim. It came on its own behalf, and It left the same way when They betrayed It. It came to rest from afar, preparing to face Its enemy. They came from afar, to assist Its enemy. Now, They wait for a chance; an opening; an opportunity; to reclaim the power they lost. [b]Cabal[/b] Running. Running. Running. But from what? What could make an intergalactic empire flee? Running from Themselves? Running from an Enemy? Chasing It perhaps? No, They are running. Running. Running. Running. [b]Hive[/b] They are evils spawn. They are the epitome of hate, death, and dark. They are here on a Masters command. They are hear because the one who They call a God told them to. They lead a Crusade against the It, and all of Its creatures. They are angry now. They will return stronger. And the one They call a God will be with Them. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Hey all, Peeps here. Hope everybody enjoys. Just to inform all my grammar critics, all care for grammar has been thrown down the stairs, out the door, and off a cliff. :) -Peeps #2 - https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/128202558