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[Ashwinder] Chapter 4 - Visions
🕑 Added 2025-01-17 23:38:37 +0000 UTCWalls, rooms, and corridors flew past him like a blur. He was running faster than he ever did in his entire life, but his breathing was even, and his heart rate was low.
“Watch out!” a man screamed from behind.
Unfortunately, his warning came too late. A large, heavy, golden chandelier hanging from the ceiling suddenly fell down. If that was all, he wouldn’t be so worried, but the chandelier unexpectedly transformed into something entirely different.
Harry didn’t have time to react before the creature started rotating like a spinning top, and, the next thing he knew, he was struck and slammed back as though he had been hit by a truck.
“It’s the Sentients!” someone yelled in a shrill voice. “Dax! Protect me with your lives! I command you! No matter the cost! You have to protect me!”
With blurry eyes, Harry looked up from the spot where he had crashed to see an extremely tall man, standing at almost three meters in height, wearing a white toga and a large number of heavy and garish gold ornaments.
He was surrounded from all sides by men and women of regular heights. They were wearing black and bronze plate armour with odd, disc-shaped helmets and wielding long, curved swords in their hands. 
He coughed, and the marble floor got stained with the blood coming from his mouth. Seemingly having no control over his movements, Harry took off his half-destroyed disc-shaped helmet and threw it aside. It had saved him from the Sentient’s attack earlier, but now, the bent and ruined helmet would be nothing but a hindrance.
A curtain of smooth, flaming red hair fell down his shoulders when he took his helmet off and stood up to his feet. Distracted by his hair’s distinctly different length and colour, despite the precarious situation he was in, Harry involuntarily looked down at his body.
He could not recognise himself. The bronze gauntlets, his long red hair, and the feminine shape of his bronze breastplate. . . it was the body of a slender but strong and fit woman.
Irrespective of the thoughts going through his mind at that moment, his body moved on its own, and, as he clenched his fists, six long claws popped out from his arm guards.
A woman’s battle cry came from his mouth, and he jumped with more strength than Harry had seen any other person do before in his entire life, throwing himself at the creature that had attacked him.
The being in question, the Sentient, had an appearance that was hard to put into words. It had a vaguely humanoid shape, but its legs ended in sharp, needle-like protrusions, and its body was split vertically, the two halves being connected only at the area Harry assumed to be its head. Further contributing to its alien appearance were its two tongs-like arms and the very large triangular protrusions coming out of its shoulders. It was a monster like Harry had never seen before. It was the type of creature that his former classmate, Seamus, would most likely describe as a ‘biblically accurate angel’.
The Sentient started spinning like a whirlwind again, its tongs-like arms being no different from sharp swords. But, to Harry’s fright, his own body ran at the Sentient at full sprint. He threw himself on the floor, sliding to avoiding the Sentient’s rotating upper limbs, and kicked it in the legs.
His kick made the creature lose control over its rotation and smash violently into the thick wall of the corridor, creating a deep dent in it. The sentient tried to stand up and attack the Dax again, but Harry’s body leapt in the air like a leopard and sunk his claw weapon into the Sentient’s head. A mixture of flesh and metal exploded from its head, and the Sentient twitched a few more times before its body became still. It was dead.
Unfortunately, that was just one monster. Pieces of furniture and even potted plants from all over the corridor began to transform into creatures identical to the monster from before.
At the sight of them, the blue-skinned giant man started panicking. The Dax soldiers around him also clenched their hands harder around the handles of their swords.
“Run!” Harry heard himself shouting, outside of his control. “I’ll hold them all back! I’ll buy some time! Escort Lord Dexrel to safety! ”
He did not sound like himself. It was a strong, authoritative voice. . . and it was, without a shred of doubt, a female voice.
“Captain!”
“We’ll fight together!”
“No, Captain!”
“We won’t abandon you!”
Dozens of soldiers spoke at once, trying to change his mind.
“I said GO!” Harry’s body shouted at them in an angry voice. “It’s an order!”
The Dax soldiers gritted their teeth, but, in spite of their unwillingness, they could not disobey a direct order. They took the tall, blue-skinned man with them and ran out of the corridor, leaving their captain behind.
As his comrades retreated, he turned to face the enemy. Over 30 eldritch monsters floated towards him. Thirty against one. . . The odds were overwhelmingly against him surviving that confrontation. He wanted to run. He wanted to escape. But his body wouldn’t budge. He had no control over it.
“Come,” he said in the same calm, low, husky, female voice. “Step forth. I’ll tear you all limb from limb.”
He brought his claw weapons together, and a sharp grating sound was heard as he ground their blades against each other. Bright sparks came out, and the six blades of his Venka claws ignited, becoming covered in flames.
Then, he charged at the Sentients with a war cry, throwing himself at them like a berserker with no regard for his own life.
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He woke up with a start. He was breathing as though he had run a marathon. Sitting up, he shivered at the uncomfortable feeling of his soaked shirt clinging to his skin.
Harry was no stranger to nightmares. He had been having terrible nightmares for two years now, ever since the summer before his fourth year, when Voldemort came back to life.
He rubbed his face tiredly with both hands.
“Fuck,” he let out a quiet curse.
He knew better than to dismiss that dream as a simple nightmare because it was eerily similar to the dreams and visions he used to get due to his connection to Voldemort.
He had watched everything through the eyes of the warrior woman, just like he had watched through Voldemort’s snake’s eyes how Arthur Weasley got attacked. It was too detailed, too realistic.
Bringing his face up from his hands, he glanced at the female Warframe who was sitting in a kneeling position on the floor, with her hands on her thighs, at the side of his bed. As far as he could tell, her crown-like helmet did not have any conventional eyes, but he had a feeling that she was watching him.
“Were those your memories?” he asked.
But Valkyr did not reply. He shook his head, berating himself for expecting an actual answer from a Warframe.
Getting out of bed, Harry let out a groan as he started walking on wobbly legs towards the bathroom. A searing pain, as though he was being burnt alive, came from his forehead and the bicep of his left arm.
A feeling of vertigo washed over him, and he had to lean against the wall so that he would not collapse. Nausea and a splitting headache made it hard for him to stand. He couldn’t walk any further.
But just as he was about to collapse, the Warframe walked to him seemingly out of her own volition and grabbed him by the shoulders to help him stand. Thanks to Valkyr’s help, he made it through the hallway and finally arrived at the bathroom.
Turning on the faucet, a sound of relief came from his mouth as he put his whole head under the jet of cold water.
Much to his surprise, at that moment, an emotion of concern was transmitted into his brain. . . it was coming from his Warframe. Ignoring the cold water dripping from his hair and wetting his shirt, Harry turned to look at Valkyr in amazement.
But then, the look of awe on his face vanished, turning into shock as a third individual appeared in the room seemingly out of nowhere.
With a physical appearance almost identical to that of Harry, a teen boy stood behind Valkyr, with his hands behind the back of his head, leaning against the bathroom wall, and grinning widely at him.
“Hey, kiddo!”
As that mocking greeting echoed in the bathroom, pain exploded from his forehead and his left bicep once again, and Harry involuntarily backed away in horror. The cruel torture he had endured at the hands of that eldritch creature from beyond the Veil of Death was still fresh in his mind, still haunting him.
Due to their deep connection through the power of the Void, Valkyr sensed the sudden shift in his emotions and whipped around, the six blades of her Venka claws instantly coming out. But when she swivelled around, the doppelganger was already gone.
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One week passed since Harry’s arrival in the future, but, to him, it felt like months had gone by because every time he fell asleep, he would be sucked into his Warframe’s mind, watching her memories through her eyes. It could even happen more than once per night. Sometimes, the visions would be short, not even an hour long. But, other times, he would be stuck in Valkyr’s memories for several days at once, time moving much faster in his visions than in real life.
They weren’t pleasant memories. . . There were only memories of war, destruction, and killing. And they were starting to take a toll on his mental health.
The ever-perceptive Cephalon Suda was not oblivious to his rapidly worsening mental state, which led to the current situation: the guide of the Tenno herself, the Lotus, had once again come to the Larunda Relay. Naturally, she did not come alone. Three Warframes were walking by her side, escorting her.
After exchanging greetings, one of the members of Cephalon Suda’s Syndicate led the Lotus and her Tenno to a special room in their headquarters.
As they stepped through the door, one of the Warframes moved so fast in front of the Lotus that it seemed as though he had teleported. A rectangular wall of blue lightning appeared in front of him, acting as a shield for him and the Lotus behind him.
It turned out that the speedster’s actions were not unwarranted because the opening of the door had spooked the occupant of the room, who whipped around startled, his hands unconsciously lighting up with the power of the Void.
“Ugh, sorry,” Harry mumbled an apology as he willed the power of the Void to disappear from his hands.
Thankfully, he caught himself before he could do something stupid and attack them for no reason. He ran a hand through his hair, his entire demeanour betraying his distress with his rapid breathing, the tense set of his shoulders, and the way his eyes stayed pinned on the newcomers as though he were ready to retaliate at the slightest sign of aggression.
His agitated state of mind was felt by Valkyr too through his Transference, and the Warframe put herself between Harry and the newcomers, unsheathing the six blades of her Venka claws threateningly.
A tiny drone flew into the room, and a familiar hologram was projected from it. It was Cephalon Suda.
“They have come in peace. They are here to help you,” Suda said to put his worries to rest.
“Ah, hello,” Harry offered an awkward greeting. “Sorry for overreacting. I’ve been a little jumpy lately.”
The Warframes and the Lotus exchanged a glance. Cephalon Suda’s cubic hologram also started shining brighter.
One of Warframes controlled by the Tenno glowed with a blue light for a brief moment, and the body of a little girl, no older than twelve, materialised into the outside world.
“You’re speaking Orokin?!” she asked, her voice rising in astonishment.
Harry recognised her at a glance; she was Angie, the Tenno whose Warframe he had ‘stolen'. But her words surprised him so much that he forgot to greet her.
“I have not activated the translation program,” the Cephalon clarified to Harry. “I thought that showing them instead of telling them would be more efficient. It appears that I was right.”
Two other Tenno materialised outside their Warframes. One of them was Galen, the older teenager who had accompanied Angie on her mission to retrieve her Valkyr from Jupiter a week ago. As for the other one, it was the first time Harry saw him. It was a dark-skinned boy, about the same age as Harry, with short curly hair and wearing a pair of red-tinted glasses. Furthermore, he was dressed in what looked to Harry like a Formula 1 red pilot suit.
“You’re saying that a week ago he couldn’t speak a word?” the new Tenno glanced at the Lotus in surprise.
“This is more serious than I thought,” the Lotus spoke.
“What’s going on?” Harry asked, starting to become nervous.
“Let’s have a seat first,” she told him while sitting on the sofa, with the three Tenno and their Warframes standing close to her. “As Cephalon Suda mentioned, we are here to help. Before you ask why we would want to help you, that’s what we, the Tenno, do. We lend a helping hand to those in need.”
From the look in Harry’s eyes, one could tell that he was not fully convinced by her words, but he did remain silent and listened to what she had to say.
“Let’s first address the kubrow in the room, your Transference with Valkyr,” the Lotus began. "Transference is what we call the act of Tenno projecting their mind into the bodies of other beings through the power of the Void. At its most basic form, Transference allows the Tenno to control other organisms as though they were their own body. Are you with me so far?”
“Yes.”
“That being said, the act of Transference is more complex than that. For example, Transference also allows the Tenno to manifest astral projections of their bodies into the material world. Galen, Angie, and Karim are doing this as we speak. What is happening to you currently, however, is a side effect of overusing Transference.”
“What is happening to me exactly?” Harry asked in a defensive voice.
“You’re talking to us in Orokin right now, after just one week, despite not having interacted with any other Tenno,” Galen replied instead of Lotus. “Unless you were lying about not understanding us, which I doubt, the only way for you to have learnt our language is through Transference from Valkyr's memories. You see, when we use Transference, we’re not just taking control of the Warframes’ bodies. Our minds also touch. That’s why we are the only ones who can tame them. Warframes are feared as dreadful killing machines by everyone except us, the Tenno, because we have the ability to empathise with them. We can understand them. And we accept them.”
Hearing his words, Harry understood there was no point in trying to hide the fact that Valkyr’s dreams and behaviour were starting to leak into his own mind.
“So you’re going crazy because of your Warframes too?”
Karim shook his head. “We don’t let it get to that point. We train our minds and meditate every day. Moreover-”
“Borrriiinnngg~” Angie whined from the sideline.
“-we don’t spend that much time inside our Warframes. Go in, complete the mission, go out. But you? You have no training, you’re controlling your Valkyr instinctually. You don’t even know how to turn off your Transference, do you? So you’ve been connected to your Warframe’s mind for an entire week, without giving your mind any time to adjust and rest. I can only imagine how worse it gets when you fall asleep. At this rate, I wouldn’t be surprised to hear that you lost your sense of self or went insane.”
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It did not take much coaxing from the Lotus and the Tenno to convince Harry that he needed help. He himself knew that he couldn’t continue like that for much longer.
And that’s how the Tenno took Harry to Cephalon Simaris, another being similar to Cephalon Suda, to use his Simulacrum.
The Simulacrum was not a real, physical place but a virtual world created by Simaris in order to immortalise all the living beings in the origin system. Many Tenno helped Simaris with his operations of Synthesis, capturing specimens of all kinds for the Cephalon to digitise. In exchange, Simaris allowed the Tenno to use his Simulacrum. To put it simply, the Tenno hunted things and people for Simaris, and the Cephalon offered them a virtual training ground that replicated reality almost perfectly.
“But what about my Warframe? Will she be able to come with me?” Harry asked.
“Of course. Just give me a moment,” Galen replied while pressing a button on the belt at his waist, making a scanner appear in his hand seemingly out of nowhere.
After scanning Valkyr’s body three times with his device, he went to a console not far from the Cephalon and introduced the newly acquired data.
Harry observed his actions and the rest of the people in Simaris' Sanctuary with deep interest. Although he had been living in the Larunda Relay for a week now, he had not gone around exploring too much. He had been too exhausted by his nightly visions and too anxious about his current situation: being stuck 20,000 years in the future, at nearly 80 million kilometres away from Earth.
Cephalon Simaris’ holographic model looked far more eye-catching than that of Cephalon Suda due to its complex shape and bright, gold and red colours. There were also a lot more Warframes visiting the Sanctuary than the ones coming to Cephalon Suda’s Syndicate. 
A few Warframes waved at Galen’s Wukong when they noticed him, and he waved back, but he didn’t stick around to chat with them. He quickly returned to Harry's and his two friends’ side. Then, Galen rented a small capsule room where their real bodies would be stored while their minds would enter the virtual world, the Simulacrum.
It only took pressing one button for Harry’s mind to leave his body, and, the next thing he knew, he found himself standing on a tall podium overlooking a platform with dozen-meter-tall towers scattered all over the place. The whole structure was floating in what appeared to be an endless void; there was only an abyss of green and blue space beyond the edges of the platform, no matter in which direction he looked. 
“Make sure you don’t fall off. Even we won’t be able to save you then,” the dark-skinned boy told him seriously.
“Don’t mess with him, dude; he’s already wary of us as it is,” Galen said, lightly punching Karim in the shoulder. “Keep that between friends.”
“Alright, alright, sheesh,” the dark-skinned boy muttered.
“So what happens if I fall off this thing?” Harry asked, unable to take his mind off that thought because of Karim’s words.
“Nothing, it’s a virtual world. Even if you get your ass kicked by the enemies we’ll summon, you’ll just reappear here, next to the Arsenal. This is where we select the weapons and the Warframes we want to wield. But you can’t use it for now because you don’t have a contract with Simaris; you’re not in his database,” Galen explained.
“I see. . . So, what do we do here?” Harry asked.
“This is where we’ll help you train your Void powers. The better you get at controlling the Void, the easier it will be to master your Transference and other skills,” the dark-skinned boy explained. “By the way, I haven’t introduced myself. I’m Karim.” He raised his hand in greeting, offering it to Harry.
“I’m Harry. Nice to meet you,” he replied, shaking his hand. But, a second later, he let out a yelp of pain and quickly pulled his hand away from the handshake when an electric shock zapped him.
“Karim!” Galen shouted at him.
“I swear it wasn’t on purpose!” Karim said quickly, but he couldn’t help snickering right away.
In response to that, the pink-haired girl kicked him in the back, launching him off the podium.
Karim screamed as he fell from a height of over 10 metres. . . but his body suddenly became translucent, glowing with a turquoise light, and then he flew towards one of the towers in the distance. 
An involuntary sound of awe came from Harry’s mouth at the sight of that.
“Whoa!”
At his reaction, Galen and Angie also crouched for a moment before launching themselves forward. Their bodies turned translucent too, transforming into humanoid phantoms of light with indistinguishable physical features as they flew through the air and landed right next to Karim.
Unassisted flight was the stuff of legends back in his timeline, even among wizards and witches whose magic could do amazing things. Voldemort was the only wizard in history to have achieved that, yet there they were, three teens were flying like it was nobody’s business.
The three Tenno flew back on the platform, showing no signs that would let one think their actions had been particularly straining for them.
“We call this a Void Dash. Not only does it allow us to fly in any direction we want, but we’re also invisible in this state. Only those sensitive to the power of the Void can see us. We’re also immune to all damage while we’re in Void Mode. Angie, Karim, show him.”
Harry cracked a smile when the little girl grabbed a grenade launcher seemingly out of thin air, and Karim’s eyes widened to comical proportions.
“Hey! Why do I have to be the one getting shot at!” yelled Karim.
But Harry’s smile froze on his face when he saw the little girl actually aiming the massive weapon at Karim and pulling the trigger! A powerful explosion boomed, and the shockwave blasted Harry off his feet, sending him sprawling towards the edge of the podium despite him not being the target.
When the smoke dispersed, Karim could be seen crouching in his Void Mode.
Standing up at full height, his phantom-like appearance disappeared and revealed the fact that he was completely unharmed.
“Damn it, Angie, and you too, Galen! You’ll pay for this!” said Karim in chagrin while fixing his red-tinted glasses.
Completely ignoring him, Galen continued talking about their Void powers:
“Then, there are also our two main ways of attacking. Void Blast and Void Beam. But these could even hurt us so it’s best we show their effects on some enemy units.”
“I’ll do it!” Karim volunteered. “I’ll operate the console. You two can go down and teach him.”
Angie and Galen glanced at each other before shrugging. Operating the console was boring, but if he offered to do it, who were they to complain?
Before Harry could react, Galen and Angie grabbed him from an arm each, and then a scream followed as they leapt off the tall podium with Harry in tow, flying through the air.
To the two Tenno’s surprise, Harry actually revealed an excited expression instead of shock and panic. Filing that observation as something to talk about in the future, Galen turned to shout at Karim, who had been left behind.
“Alright, Karim, generate some Grineer units for us!”
“I got you, fam!” Karim yelled back.
Little did Galen know that after he, Angie, and Harry left the platform, Karim inserted a chip into the main console.
In the next moment, a bright yellow light appeared on the platform below, and, instead of a squad of Grineer soldiers, a strange creature appeared.
“Look at them, they come to this place when they know they are not pure [...]”
Galen and Angie both let out a long-suffering groan.
“Karim, you son of a bitch!”
“[...] Tenno use the keys, but they are mere trespassers. Only I, Vor, know the true power of the Void. I was cut in half, destroyed, but through its Janus Key, the Void called to me [...]”
“This troll! Damn it!” Angie cussed.
“Sorry, Harry. Looks like we’ll have to reset the instance. That jerk bugged it.”
“What does that mean?” Harry asked in confusion.
“[...] It brought me here, and here I was reborn. We cannot blame these creatures. They are being led by a false prophet, an impostor who knows not the secrets of the Void. Behold the Tenno, come to scavenge and desecrate this sacred realm. [...]”
“Argh, my ears are bleeding. We can’t even kill him to make him shut up!” Angie shouted. “Let’s just get away from here now!”
Galen and Angie grabbed Harry and flew together with him again. By the time they returned to the podium, Karim was long gone.
“[...] My brothers, did I not tell of this day? Did I not prophesise this moment? Now, I will stop them. Now I am changed, reborn through the energy of the Janus Key. Forever bound to the Void. [...]”
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“Hope you liked my present,” Karim told them when they returned from the Simulacrum, a shit-eating grin on his face.
Galen didn’t laugh.
“There is a time and a place for jokes, Karim. Now is not the time! How do you expect us to gain Harry’s trust when you keep pulling all sorts of shit?”
“Aw, come on, dude. It was a joke. No harm done.”
“No harm done, huh?” Angie said in a dangerous voice. “Alright. I’ll come visit your clan’s dojo tomorrow. And we’re going to have a nice, harmless fun time in the arena.”
Karim’s forehead started sweating visibly.
“Ahaha. . . Angie, who is my favourite Tenno in the Alliance?” he said sweetly.
“I’m going to use the Stalker’s Hate.”
“O-Oy, isn’t that going too far? I didn’t hurt anyone this time!”
“You hurt my feelings! Do you have any idea how many times I’ve had to face that worm-kisser? I’ve killed him over 200 times already! I’m sick of it! I’m sick of him and his stupid speeches! And I’m sick of you Vor-rolling us all the time!”
While Angie and Karim were bickering, Harry spoke to Galen.
“What happened in the Simulacrum? Sorry, I come from a time when technology was nothing like this. Everything here looks like something we’d only see in stories and movies.”
“Oh. . . there was an error. Captain Vor is a former commander of the Grineer that Angie killed a while back. . . Or so we thought. Vor escaped alive somehow and made it to the Void, where he got Corrupted. He became immortal as a result but also lost his freedom. He is just a puppet of the Void now. Every time we dive into the Void on a mission, he spawns out of nowhere and attacks us. We kill him every time, but the Void keeps resurrecting him and making him attack us. Anyway, the problem is that the Simulacrum can’t replicate his existence correctly in the virtual world. Cephalon Simaris said he’s working on it, though.”
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Harry and the three Tenno went into the Simulacrum again and it looked like, this time, Angie’s threats kept Karim on his best behaviour.
The Tenno helped Harry practice with his Void Powers, and they also taught him how to stop his Transference with Valkyr.
It did not take long for him to pick up their skills. Looking back, Harry had already used the Void Mode the first time he came out of the Veil of Death and escaped from the large group of MOA and Corpus marines, in the Gas City of Jupiter. On that same day he had also used Void Blast instinctively against Valkyr, and then engaged in an accidental Transference with her.
‘It feels similar to magic in a way,’ Harry thought as a flickering, misty blue light appeared in the palm of his hand.
Aiming his hand at a stationary MOA unit generated by the virtual world, Harry’s Void Beam tore through the robot like a hot knife through butter, obliterating it.
In a way, it felt even easier than casting magic. Using the void was almost instinctual.
“You’re doing great,” Angie encouraged him and smiled.
Harry rubbed the back of his head. “You’ve been a great help, guys. I don’t know how to repay you. . .”
But when Harry smiled back at her, Angie crossed her arms to her chest, and her bubblegum pink hair flapped as she twisted her head, looking the other way.
“Hmpf! I’m not doing this to help you! Don’t misunderstand! I just want my Valkitty back! You said you can’t give me back my Valkyr because you need her to protect you, no? Well, you won’t need her anymore after you learn how to use your Void Powers well. So you’ll give me back my Warframe!”
When Galen and Karim began smirking at her, Angie blew up at them.
“What are you two oafs laughing at?!”
“You just can’t be honest with your feelings, can you?” Karim could not hold back the urge to tease her. “You really think you’ll get her back? Look at them. Do you think she’ll want to leave him after spending such a long time connected to each other?”
As on cue, the three of them turned their heads to look at Valkyr, who was following Harry everywhere he went. In contrast, their own Warframes were stationary, looking almost as though they were lifeless when the Tenno projected their bodies outside.
“You want to see my real feelings? Fine! I’ll do it! Let me show you my honest feelings!” Angie shouted and she cancelled her astral projection, returning inside her Warframe.
“Oh crap!” Karim blurted out as he disappeared into his black-and-red Volt and broke into a sprint that almost broke the sound barrier.
Unfortunately for him, Angie's Warframe happened to be a Mag, and she was fast enough to activate her first ability before Volt could escape from the range of her skills.
A magnetic Pull yanked Volt back abruptly, bringing him straight in front of Mag.
But when Volt looked like he was about to Discharge a lightning nova from his body, and Mag appeared like she was going to use her Crush on Volt to crumple him into a ball of metal with her magnetic powers, Galen disappeared into his Wukong warframe too.
In the next moment, a second Wukong appeared, and then both the clone and the original smacked the backs of Volt’s and Mag’s heads.
“Quit it out already! Ah, darn it, I told the Lotus she shouldn’t have chosen you to be on the same team! Are you incapable of behaving yourself for one hour?! Are you children?”
Thoroughly scolded, neither Angie nor Karim dared to retort anything to his words.
Galen sighed.
“Let’s stop for today. We have to go on a mission soon, anyway. We’re scheduled to help the Corpus fight off an invasion of the Infestation on Pluto.”
Now that line caught Harry’s attention.
“You’re going to help Corpus??”
During his week-long stay at Larunda Relay and his daily conversations with Cephalon Suda, Harry had learnt many new things. He knew that the Corpus was a profit-worshipping cult with no morals whatsoever. If selling slaves and trafficking organs generated profit, they would do it. If killing an entire colony of humans would generate them more profit than if they were alive, the Corpus would do it in a heartbeat too.
“I know what you’re thinking about, but things aren’t that black and white out there,” Galen said. “And if it’s the Infested we’re fighting against, we’d even help out the devil. You’ll understand a lot more if you stick around.”
“Now, let’s go,” he said and used his Cloud Walker ability to fly towards the podium. As the name implied, a white cloud appeared around his warframe and he turned invisible. A split second later, Wukong landed on the podium and logged out of the Simulacrum.
Harry crouched, and a haze of aqua light shrouded his body too as he entered Void Mode. A rush of euphoria flooded his system as he started Void Dashing, practically flying towards the podium as well.
Not one to be left behind, and without Harry ordering her to do it, Valkyr launched her Ripline, a yellow rope with a spear tip that pierced one of the many towers on the platform before pulling her along and throwing her ahead.
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AN: in the pic of the Orokin, the blue-skinned man, you will notice that one of his arms is far longer than the other. It's not a botched drawing lol. The nobility of the Orokin Emptire liked to get surgeries and physical augmentations to distinguish themselves from the lower castes.
As for the gif with the Void Dashing, that was a dude blasting a Grineer soldier into the air and then flying after him. He had sent it flying for 400 metres lmao.
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If you wish to see Mag's and Volt's physical appearance and some of their skills, go to this cinematic. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MsbL8lFHrZI&t=117s
- skip to 3:05 (to 3:30) for Mag.
- skip to 3:40 (to 4:20) for Volt (he doesn't get all that much time to shine. But you will see the world moving in slow-motion compared to his speed. And 2 other skills).
Basic Wukong and his clone (Galen's Warframe)
Also, Wukong Prime trailer for his Clone skill:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j2DQHK_LrsU (20 seconds long)
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Void Blast
Transference (astral projection) + Void Beam
(gif taken from this cinematic video) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ckLOyVEVVs&t=8s
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Reminder of the Lotus' apperance
Reminder of Venka weapon's appearance
Lastly, Corrupted Vor appearance. 
The light you see in his stomach is actually a big hole. His body was cut in half, from the waist. That's the power of the Void reanimating him.
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It took me nearly 2 hours to find all these screenshots, gifs, and pics. Hope that they helped 😅. They will decrease in frequency in the future, once you get more familiar with the world of Warframe.
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Comments
Grumpy Wolf
If I do it, it will have to wait until they become more self-aware/intelligent :D
Jesus Duran
Love it, I like that lotus and the other tenno are helping out. Wasn't expecting another man in the wall appearance so soon. I wonder what the warframe us thinking sometimes, maybe you can do a pov for them in the future. Would be very interesting
Afterdark230
This is a very interesting story so far. Not quite my normal read but I am liking it. Looking to see where this goes.
