Origin Story of Psychedelic Fish.

Exert from the diary of an anonymous general. So, something quite amazing happened to me the other day. Fortunately this amazing happening affects us all so I will share the story as best I can. To start off I will say that I was given a solitary task by the speaker some time ago. He asked me if I would study and document the movements and habits of several denizens of the dark. The speaker noticed upon my recruitment that I wasn’t your average ‘dead in the head’ brute of a titan. Knowing that I would be on the front lines of battle though, he asked me to observe and write down what I could in what little spare time I had. He asked me to study the movements and habits of any fallen, hive or cabal I came across that time would allow for. Now to my news and story. Several weeks ago I was on a routine patrol of Mars checking up on the enemy progress in several key areas. I was patrolling on my sparrow hitting some jumps and generally having a good time when I spotted some heavy enemy activity at the front of the imperial land tank. I noticed that there were a lot of scions wandering around and several others were unloading great crates from several drop ships. This in and of itself is unusual because that a area has been pretty well scoured of minions of the dark for some time now. Anyways I decided to not waste the opportunity to observe the scions in a non battle setting. So I decided to sneak around and climb the cliffs to the north of the scion activity. From where I was at it appeared that cliff face would provide me the best cover and vantage point to observe the enemy with out alerting them to my presence. It took me a good couple of hours to achieve my goal but I made it. The entire time I was sneaking around I wished I had some way to access hunter cloaking abilities. As I said I made it to the cliffs without being detected though. While I was up on the cliffs I made many interesting notations about scion activity and interactions. I have several theories about the scion species that I’m working on but don’t want to go into to much detail here. While I was compiling data I did not realize that a jackal had managed to spot me in his long range sites. He took his time sneaking over to my location following a similar path I had taken to get up on the cliffs. Unfortunately for me my vantage point did not offer a visual of my entrance point. I was so caught up in my observation and research I didn’t see or hear the jackal until he was just behind me. The jackal startled me so severely that I whipped out my trusty Choleric Dragon and quick fired off two rocket shots. Lucky for me one of those two shots hit the jackal also square in the chest blowing it to smithereens. Unfortunately for me the other shot hit part of the cliffs behind me and started a land slide. I'm just glad that quick jackal kill topped off my super ability. Before the land slide hit me I was able to drop my Ward of Dawn around me protecting my ghost and I from any major harm. It was definitely a close call and the sound of all that rubble grinding against my ward will probably never leave my nightmares. Once the dust settled and I was able to take a look around I noticed that a large portion of the cliff face had fallen with the land slide. I was really lucky that I was far enough up the mountain that almost all the rocks and dirt slid right past and didn't pile on top of my ward. The crazy part of the entire experience is the cave that was uncovered when the rocket started the slide. Burrowing straight into the bed rock, about 20 yards from where I was standing, was what appeared to be an unnatural cave running at about a 30 degree pitch straight back into the mountain. I of course decided to follow this strange phenomenon to see where it lead. I was hoping that it was part of the ancient cities of Mars but with it being so far from a known colony site I was unsure. I followed the cave about 100 yards into the mountain and it ended in a large rather empty room. I couldn’t see so well so far underground but my ghost was helpful enough to light up the room for me. I won’t go into detail right now about all that I found down there. Suffice to say that there was a lot of random really interesting items. Probably one of the best I found though was a skeleton next to a hoard of ancient hard copy and holo books. In the skeletons pocket I found a journal. It’s taken me close to three weeks to decipher the code the individual wrote his journal in but I have finally done it. Most of the journal was about random daily stuff but I did find a few passages that hold great interest to me. One of them even holds clues to the origins of Fish from what I can gather. The writer of the journal tells the tale of several guardians that saved his life. It’s this story that I think gives us a clue into the lives of the guardians that started Psychedelic Fish. As I read the journal I begin to piece together that the author lived some time during the events of the great Ahamkara Hunt. Whether he himself lived through them or was born sometime shortly after I cannot tell but it is interesting to speculate. Anyways the author was something of a collector and artifact finder. He tracked down many items thought to be lost and brought them back to the light of the city for his own profit. On one of his expeditions he was on venous taking down training manuals for some of the ancient technology that sits rusting in the city below the traveler. His journal states that he was sent to find the information by some of the guardians of the time. While he was on venous he spent the majority of his time looking through the artifacts in the college library seeing if he could find the information in the rotting pages of that grand hall. While he was in the upper stories of the library he ended up getting trapped by a roving band of vex who decided to set up shop on the lower levels though. Knowing that he was out gunned and would probably end up dead he decided to camp it out as long as he could to see if the vex would go their own way so that he could leave without haven’t to try to fight his way out. After being trapped for about a week and running out of food and supplies the journalist started to get desperate so he decided to light a fire in the upper stories. He hoped that one of the irregular patrols out searching for the last of the Ahamkara would see his smoke and come to investigate. Fortunately some one did see his desperate ploy for help. It’s stated that three guardians showed to see what was going on and found the vex. After the vex were quickly dispatched the journalist quickly made his way down and greeted the guardians and thanked them for their help. Seeing his desperate shape the guardians invited the journalist back to their camp for the night so that he could eat and rest up before heading back to the city. The journalist never refers to the guardians by name but calls them She Devil, Joker and Silent. Why he picked those names I do not know but their description leads me to think that they may be three of the founding members of Psychedelic Fish due to the time period, description and area that the events took place. The journalist said he hadn’t ever seen a strike team work so well together, have so much fun and still slaughter minions of the darkness so easily. The journalist stayed that the night he spent in the guardians camp was one of the best and most stress free times he could ever remember having in the field. That's all the important information I've managed to translate from the journal so far. Hopefully I will manage to pull more info on the originators of Psychedelic Fish from later entries of the journal.