It was official, the house of shadow was formed. The house didn't even have a kell, but with its ability for stealth it won't need one. The "leader" was named Beltrik, he was a ravenous leader. He supposedly killed an archon. Of course, Weksis did not think the was even close to the truth. Weksis didn't have an impressive name, he didn't have a title. He didn't have even a sharp blade. He simply lived as a dreg, the lowest rank in the fallen. He hated his position, yet he loved the challenge of impressing his commanders. So there he was, sharpening his dull shock blade with a rock. One of the vandals walked up to him and kicked his leg. "We got a bounty for another target, we are moving" the vandal said. "Yes, yes I'm coming." Weksis said. "Your going to love this one Weksis!" "It's a fallen captain!" One of the other vandals said. Of course the vandal called Weksis by name. Every one knew him. ~how ironic, a dreg whose name everyone in the house knows~ Weksis thought. --------------------- Yavek was laying in his bed for hours with ether being pumped into his mouth. He wasn't hurt bad, just a sprained ankle. ~it could be worse~ Grayon thought. ~he could have broken something~ The truth was it could have been much worse. Yavek's breathing became intense and he sat up. Rubbing his eyes he said. "Grayon, my leg feels much better, i think I'm not well enough to walk yet, but at least it's not horrible" Grayon sighed. "Well, we need to get you better if we are going to be able to stop the vex invading our house territory" with that Grayon stood up and walked out of the make-shift tent. Walking outside he saw most of the house in the courtyard. They weren't planning anything. ~what's going on?~ Grayon thought. He walked to the holodesk tent. Walking inside, he saw the kell and a few captains leaning over the holodesk with the kell pointing to the center. They all turned their heads to Grayon and Grayon quickly bowed before the kell. "What do you need vandal?" The kell asked. "I wanted to know what we are doing my kell" Grayon replied. "Well, we are currently planning to travel to a human base" the kell answered. "It seems like a good holding point for the rest of the house of kings." "Yes, thankyou kell" Grayon said before walking out of the tent. Chapter 23 Weksis was picking up his gear and loading his shock pistol before this mission. They were to find and possibly kill a captain, the names for these kind of bounties are unknown because captains usually keep information secure. The same vandal as before came to Weksis. "Come on! We need to find the target before he moves again" Weksis started to stand up and follow the vandal once he said that. They went aboard a skiff with special cloaking tech and set off for the target, making sure to cloak before launching. -on Venus- The skiff came to the place where the captain was seen last. It was a house of wolves base, and it was still active. Weksis was the recon, he was to slip in with cloaking tech on and find the target. He then was to tell the rest over the comms where he was and then move back to the skiff. They hovered over the base, above it by a yard. Weksis climbed down and jumped, landing on the roof of the building. He cloaked and started to crouch down to sneak above. He came to a stop where an window was and peered down. Looking inside he saw three possible targets, all captains. He strained to hear what they were saying. "If Skintar is heading to the dreadnaught we need to get a team ready to back him up, In case if something goes wrong." One captain said. "I agree, Makil, while your doing that i will train the dregs." The other captain said. "Very well, and you?" The first captain asked. "I'll help you Makil." The third captain replied. There was something odd about the conversation though, the name the first captain said was clearly important, considering they were backing him up with another team. That's when Weksis realized that, the target wasn't here. Weksis stood up and ran back to the skiff. He made it and climbed back inside. The captain of the mission asked. "Where's the target?" "Not even here!" Weksis replied. "Not here? Hmmmmm." The captain said. "Perhaps he went on some sort of operation? Or, could they have known we were coming?" "What plan?" Weksis asked. "We come back again, when he here" the captain responded as they flew into space.