You, a Tenno sit upon the pod within your orbiter, thinking to yourself when something suddenly starts to feel… off. You went to get up as the pod’s doors open when you suddenly felt the cold metal of a blade pressing against your throat. You were forced to immediately fall back into your seat… you sat before one of your biggest haters, The Stalker. He held his scythe, Hate up to your throat when Ordis immediately came in, “Stay calm operator!” His voice glitching out in distress as he aggressively spoke out, “Purging!”

You interrupted Ordis. “Wait, Ordis. I don’t think he’s here for a fight..” As you said this, The Stalker slowly pulled out a large white feather and held it out to you, lowering his scythe. Ordis scanned the feather. It showed Warframe traces, one that was unidentified. But why would The Stalker come to the Tenno for help.. He hated Warframes… unless this one… was like him… The Stalker silently stared at you, this guy never talked, it was eerie.