Warframe: From Origin

"Ito bite. Chejipejee."

The two Crewmen held their Dakra rifles at point blank range of the Tenno's face whom they had found skulking around on their carrier. Judging by the blood on his hands, he had somehow been able to kill at least one of their crewmates without alerting the security cameras or the other workers.

"Really, gentlemen, there's no need for such hostilities," said the Tenno they had found with a calm yet raspy voice.

"Tobe-yet! Ulgagtarra hynt hak!" one of them spat out aggressively.

"Oh, no. No funny business, Tenno honor."

"Che? Ibo nakar'ahan...uily yo ne?" asked the other with heavy skepticism.

"Why am I here? Why, gentlemen, that is quite easy," the Tenno trailed off. In a flash, he lowered his hands and somersaulted over one of the crewmen, who started firing their plasma rifles rapidly from the sudden fear his movements caused. He kicked the one he jumped over, sending him sprawling across the floor. With a fluid swing of the red and black scythe he carried on his back, he cleaved the other Crewman in half horizontally, spilling his red, squishy intestines all over the waxy chrome floor. The Crewman gurgled for a minute and was eventually silent. Staring back at his other foe, who was new trembling after having dropped his weapon and witnessed the Tenno's potential savagery, he vaulted over and right on top of the unfortunate soul. The Tenno gripped the sides of his enemy's box helmet and finished, "I'm here for your blood!" in a savage tone and proceeded rip the Crewman's heart right out of his chest with the sharp "fingernails" on the hands of his Warframe.

Casually tossing the heart aside and leaving his prey to die an excruciating death, the Tenno stood up to his full height and walked in the opposite direction. He did not get very far, as he heard a light ringing in his ear. He brought up his palm to activate his comms link.

"Yes...? Oh, hello, Lotus. What a pleasure to hear your voice again. It's been so long," he crooned.

"It has been an hour, Grymm," Lotus replied, unamused.

"Ah, you really should lighten up. All the worries of the balance of the galaxy is starting to wear away on your conscience," the Tenno called Grymm replied in his light, raspy voice. "But I'm fairly certain that's not why you called me. Who else must be put to rest?"

"There has been a change of plans," Lotus explained. "To make a long story short, another Tenno has been cut of from me on the galactic co-ordinate plane. I need you to lead me to him. I will explain in more detail along the way."

"A rescue mission, eh? This should be interesting. Where do I go?" he asked in excited amusement.

"There is a Grineer convoy approximately twelve cubes z-axis deep, x-axis right, and y-axis up. I need you to board one of the carriers. It does not matter which one, the only rule in play for now is that you must do everything in your power to never make your presence known. Do anything and everything to make sure you are not detected. If you cannot do that, the Tenno you aim to help me find will either be delayed indefinitely at best and lost entirely at worst. Whenever you are ready."

Grymm glanced out the bay window to his left to see his Liset hovering alongside the carrier. "I will be there in approximately five Earth-minutes," he said with a malicious grin hidden under his helmet. He deactivated his comms link and backed up, away from the window. He then dashed toward it like he was possessed and dove at and out the window into the vacuum of space. Twisting around like a graceful ballerina, he unsheathed his scythe once again and used it like and ice pick to hook on to the Liset. He waited a few seconds until a hole was cut out under him and slid away. He fell into the interior of the ship and watched the hatch the ship made reset itself and close, where it was reabsorbed into the ship.

"Good old Orokin tech and its self-replication," he said jovially. He sauntered over to the navigation module of the ship and knelt down, focusing his consciousness. As he thought about where he wanted to go, the Liset obeyed, and it fired up its thrusters, charging bravely ahead into the depths of the solar system.