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Rated: E · Chapter · Action/Adventure · #2337169
YOU KNOW YOU LOVE THE SERIES, so check my story out!
Episode 1

The arrival



In the vast reaches of space, a pink misty planet begins to ice over... Crackling like glass, and EXPLODES INTO SHARDS! Flying into the furthest reaches of spaces, a figure aboard a ship sighs. *๐•Š๐•š๐•š๐•š๐•š๐•˜๐•™* "๐”ธ๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•ก๐•๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•ฅ, ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•ค๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ค๐•–๐•๐•–๐•ค๐•ค ๐•ง๐•š๐•”๐•ฅ๐• ๐•ฃ๐•ช ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ ๐•ž๐•ช ๐•˜๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ก... โ„๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•๐•ช, ๐•š๐•ฅ'๐•ค ๐•ค๐•  ๐•๐•’๐•ฃ๐•˜๐•–, ๐•š๐•ฅ'๐•ค ๐•“๐•š๐•˜๐•˜๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•Ÿ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•ก๐•ฃ๐•š๐•ž๐• ๐•ฃ๐••๐•š๐•’๐• ๐•ค๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ก ๐•จ๐•– ๐•ค๐•ก๐•’๐•จ๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•• ๐•—๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ž.... ๐•‹๐•™๐•– '๐•๐• ๐•š๐•• ๐”ผ๐•ž๐•ก๐•š๐•ฃ๐•–', ๐•ฅ๐•™e '๐”ผ๐•”๐•๐•ฆ๐•ค๐•– โ„๐•š๐•ก๐•ก๐•–๐•ฃ๐•’', ๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– '๐•ƒ๐•ฆ๐•”๐•š๐•ฆ๐•ค ๐•Š๐•ฅ๐•ฃ๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•˜'... ๐”น๐•ฆ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ๐•–'๐•ค ๐•›๐•ฆ๐•ค๐•ฅ ๐•Ÿ๐•  ๐•”๐•™๐•’๐•๐•๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•˜๐•– ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•ช๐•ž๐• ๐•ฃ๐•–.... ๐•€ ๐•›๐•ฆ๐•ค๐•ฅ ๐•จ๐•š๐•ค๐•™...."







Back on earth,



SOCHI, RUSSIA :2010:



A group of scientists were tapping on their keyboards or adjusting knobs as they searched for new life beyond the stars... Nothing had appeared. EVER. And still hadn't appeared on radar or anything all day.... But by 6:01 pm, someone had picked a voice. Crackled and fading, but it's THERE.... "Guys...?" He messes with a nob slowly, amplifying the voice with care and gentle nudges.... "Come on... You. Stupid piece of garbage...."



The radio hums as if by some chance of fate, hand of God, or other strange happenstance- "๐•€ ๐•›๐•ฆ๐•ค๐•ฅ ๐•จ๐•š๐•ค๐•™ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐• ๐•ž๐•–๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•”๐• ๐•ฆ๐•๐•• ๐•˜๐•š๐•ง๐•– ๐•ž๐•– ๐•’ ๐•ฃ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ... ๐•Ž๐•™๐• -? ๐•Žโ„๐•†'๐•Š ๐•†โ„• ๐•„๐• โ„‚โ„๐”ธโ„•โ„•๐”ผ๐•ƒ??!!" The voice erupted on the human's ends in the building. Everyone freezes, unsure of what to make of it... Tentatively, the blonde man nearest the mic speaks. "I am Maverov, and you...?" The voice is silent.....



The techno-induced voice responds with a pause... "๐•€ ๐•’๐•ž โ„‚๐• ๐•ฃ๐•ก๐• ๐•ฃ๐•’๐• โ„๐•ช๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ๐•š๐• ๐•ค. ๐”ธ๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•€ ๐•™๐•’๐•ง๐•– ๐•Ÿ๐•  ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐•ค๐• ๐•Ÿ ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•“๐•– ๐•’๐•จ๐•’๐•ฃ๐•– ๐• ๐•—... ๐•Ž๐•™๐•  ๐•’๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ? โ„๐•’๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ, ๐•Žโ„๐”ธ๐•‹ ๐•’๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ?" He asks incredulously. The human responds fairly quick, "I am a human on Earth. I assume you know of the milky-way galaxy?"



"....๐”ผ๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•™? โ„๐•ž๐•ž๐•ž.... ๐•๐•–๐•–๐•–๐•ค๐•ค๐•ค๐•ค... ๐•€ ๐•™๐•–๐•’๐•ฃ๐•• ๐• ๐•— ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐• ๐•ž๐•–๐•จ๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•“๐•–๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ๐•–." Some noises on the alien's end are audible... "๐”ธ๐•™ ๐•ช๐•–๐•ค! โ„™๐•๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•ฅ ๐Ÿš๐Ÿœ๐Ÿœ๐€๔†€ต๔ˆต๔ˆ€ต๔‡ฎ โ„™๐•ฃ๐•š๐•ž๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ช ๐•๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•˜๐•ฆ๐•’๐•˜๐•– ๐•”๐•ฆ๐•ฃ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•๐•ช ๐•ค๐•ก๐• ๐•œ๐•–๐•Ÿ, ๐”ผ๐•Ÿ๐•˜๐•๐•š๐•ค๐•™."



"Correct..." The scientist/astronomistreplies in kind. "๐•„๐•ช ๐•—๐•’๐•ž๐•š๐•๐•ช.... ๐•‹๐•™๐•– ๐••๐•’๐•ฃ๐•œ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•’๐•ฃ ๐•ƒ๐• ๐•ฃ๐••๐•ค๐•™๐•š๐•ก, ๐•™๐•’๐•ง๐•– ๐•™๐•’๐•• ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•ก๐•๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•ฅ ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•ก๐•–๐•ฃ๐•š๐•ก๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ๐•’๐• ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ ๐•’ ๐•จ๐•™๐•š๐•๐•– ๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•จ... ๐•‹๐•™๐•– ๐•จ๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฃ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•”๐•–๐•’๐•ค๐•–๐•ค, ๐•ฃ๐•’๐•”๐•š๐•ค๐•ž, ๐•ง๐•ค ๐•’๐•๐• ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•ง๐•–๐•ฃ๐•ช ๐•๐•š๐•ฅ๐•ฅ๐•๐•– ๐•˜๐• ๐• ๐•• ๐•“๐•–๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐••๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•– ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐• ๐•ก ๐•š๐•ฅ..." He chuckles after stifling a laugh! "โ„•๐”ธ๐”ธ๐”ธ๐”ธ๐”ธโ„! ๐•€ ๐”ป๐•†โ„•'๐•‹ โ„‚๐”ธโ„๐”ผ ๐”ธ๐”น๐•†๐•Œ๐•‹ ๐•‹โ„๐”ธ๐•‹!"



"๐•€ ๐•จ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ ๐•’ ๐•”๐•™๐•’๐•๐•๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•˜๐•–. ๐•Š๐•  ๐•ž๐•’๐•ช๐•“๐•– ๐•”๐•ฆ๐•๐•๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•ก๐•๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•ฅ ๐•จ๐•š๐•๐• ๐•˜๐•š๐•ง๐•– ๐•ž๐•– ๐•ค๐• ๐•ž๐•– ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•ฃ๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•˜๐•๐•–? ๐•‹๐•™๐• ๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™ ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•ช๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•„๐•š๐•๐•œ๐•ช-๐•Ž๐•’๐•ช ๐”พ๐•’๐•๐•’๐•ฉ๐•ช ๐•”๐•’๐•Ÿ'๐•ฅ ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐•๐•๐•ช ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐•ฅ๐•–๐•Ÿ ๐•ž๐•–... ๐”น๐•ฆ๐•ฅ ๐•š๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•™๐• ๐•ฆ๐•๐•• ๐•“๐•– ๐•—๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ!" The alien creature says happily and yet relaxed...



"...Eheh.....heheh... Hehah!" One of the scientists starts laughing, then many of the scientists pick up in an uproarious laughter together, trying to believe this was a joke! "โ„๐•’๐•™๐•’๐•™! โ„๐”ธโ„๐”ธโ„๐”ธโ„๐”ธโ„!! ๐•†๐•™ ๐•Ÿ๐•  ๐•€'๐•ž ๐•ฅ๐• ๐•ฅ๐•’๐•๐•๐•ช ๐•ค๐•–๐•ฃ๐•š๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ค ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•ฅ๐•š๐•ž๐•–! ๐•€'๐•๐• ๐•“๐•– ๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•–๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฅ๐•™ ๐•š๐•š๐•š๐•š๐•š๐•š๐•Ÿ.... ๐Ÿš๐Ÿœ ๐••๐•’๐•ช๐•ค... ๐”ธ ๐•๐•š๐•ฅ๐•ฅ๐•๐•– ๐• ๐•ง๐•–๐•ฃ ๐Ÿ› ๐•จ๐•–๐•–๐•œ๐•ค ๐•’๐•”๐•ฅ๐•ฆ๐•’๐•๐•๐•ช. ๐•€'๐•ž ๐•˜๐• ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•’๐•จ๐•’๐•š๐•ฅ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•˜๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•จ๐•’๐•ฃ๐•ฃ๐•š๐• ๐•ฃ๐•ค!"



The transmission cuts, and the humans are left with concern of what to do.... Not panic.... Not worry... But pure concern. A war they never asked for, albeit.... Well, no wars at all, are a slightly different story...



Meanwhile, In the forest near Sochi, Enrovma, a blonde/brown, 24 year old, female human is hunting a turkey she found... With a Orsis T-9000.... Modified of course with tech from the British and United States. Living off the grid, she tries to get food for herself, and also feeds others when she has a surplus.



Her dog is a brown/blackish-gray German shorthaired pointer/Alaskan malamute hybrid, 7 years old, and missing a toe on his front left paw. It was crouching.... Ready to get the turkey for her master in some underbrush.... He jumps and lands behind the bush! Following is a squabble/gobble screech sort of noise, as the dogs drags it out of the bush, feathers flying and wings flapping wildly! *CRACK*



The bullet pierces the turkey, and soon, Enrovma is dragging the turkey over her shoulder back to town. Having enough food, she planned to sell this to others that needed it. Whilst on the way home, she gave her Muttski, her dog, some head scratches. "Good boy Muttski. I love you so..."



In town, the dog sniffs the streets looking for scents; the scent of an apple pie being slightly burnt, the bloody turkey they had killed, and even some other dogs and some cats in the streets and alleys. Enrovma turns into a shop for butchery and looks around, the bell dinging on opening the door.



"Heeey, Enrovma! How's my favorite giver...? " The brown haired man at the front of the counter says aloud! "I see you have a gobbler here! Let me see!" He says emphatically! Enrovma happily throws the turkey on the counter, with a *THUD*. An eye shot, through the right eye and a FINISHED brain.



He smiles more, "Alright! I'll give youuuu....-" "I want to donate this to someone else." The hunter speaks. "Oh?" The man behind the counter speaks up curiously. "I don't need food this time. Just money."



He nods and takes it to the back...

Meanwhile, in the void of space, the figure heading towards earth finds that he is arriving sooner than expected! ...By a day. So he relaxes with a small meal in the multidimensional mini-fridge he has in his ship. "๐”ธ๐•’๐•’๐•’๐€๑ฆต๑ฆฎ... ๐•Ž๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•’ ๐••๐•’๐•ช.... โ„๐•ฆ๐•ž๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•™๐•’๐•ค ๐•’๐•ฃ๐•š๐•ค๐•–๐•Ÿ ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•”๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•’๐•”๐•ฅ ๐•ž๐•–.... ๐”ผ๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ ๐•š๐•— ๐•“๐•ช ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•ก๐•๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•ฅ๐•ค ๐•’๐•๐•š๐•˜๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ฃ๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ, ๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•š๐•๐•."



The cargo in the jostles as he passes a cosmic stardust trail. The ship vibrating at a very goofy rate and shaking stuff off shelves! "๐•†๐• -๐• ๐• -๐• ๐• ๐•œ๐•’๐•’๐•’๐•ช... ๐•Ž๐•™๐•’-๐•’๐•ฅ๐•–๐•–-๐•–๐•–-๐•ง๐•–๐•ฃ." He gets up and heads to the front of the ship to belt down all the important things, but the back where the cargo is.... A package of 5 strange, looped collars, jostles free and begin charging up.... Building power in a furious force...



*BOOOOM* An explosion rocks his ship and the cargo bay is completely empty as the pilot feels the force of the explosion and looks back at the cargo bay! "โ„‚๐•†๐•„โ„™๐•Œ๐•‹๐”ผโ„! ๐•Š๐•‹๐”ธ๐•‹๐•Œ๐•Š โ„๐”ผโ„™๐•†โ„๐•‹!" ++All cargo is gone. Including a number of 'five shards'.++ The shock under his mask would be apparent if it weren't covering his face already! "๐’ฉ๐’ช๐’ช๐’ช๐’ช๐’ช๐’ช๐’ช๐’ช๐’ช๐’ช๐’ช!!!!!!"





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Carrying the turkey home, Enrovma next decides to wait for a caller or text for the turkey. It was not thanksgiving, rather a cold day in May, but either way, was donating it. A rumble in the sky is audible, as both the hunter and her dog look to the sky, seeing 5 mini 'shooting stars' fall through the sky... Arcing slightly in the sky and impacting the ground in different locations.... One of them close to the hunter and her dog.



They decide to run towards the impact to see what it was all about.. "Muttski! Stay close!" She beckons to her hybrid. The crater smoking from the impact, but instead of a meteor, was some strange looped object... Like a collar of sorts...?



At the crater, muttski went into the crater, much to the worry of Enrovma! "Muttski, easy..." Muttski kept going closer and closer.... The objects floats up and hovers in front of Muttski. Muttski making a high pitched, curious noise, then whining slightly as the object seems to.... FEEL him out, a wave of purple light over his body.... Then zips FAST to him and attaches to his neck!!



Muttski sees many things in the vision out of the collar. Man's history with dogs, wolves, coyotes, and more. The evolution of it all, and the growth between man and man's best friend, even the hate shown to other dogs.... And some of the future....



Snapping back to reality, Muttski shakes his head, looking at his master.... And she knew something was DIFFERENT. ".... .. . . Muttski? Are you ok?" "Yeah, master. Why wouldn't I-? W-wait! Is that my VOICE?!" The low gruff voice from the dog came up. "!!! M-MUTTSKI?!?!"



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They talk for a while... Hours and hours into the night.... A solid 6:00 am before they are ready to go to bed... "So... You have speech now...?" "Yes. I am capable of speaking your English tongue... Nevermind Russian, I cannot speak that." Enrovma takes it all in.... ... ..... .. . . "...Well... Ok... I have questions... Your thoughts on Russia?" "Needs work. But could rival America." He said honestly. "Your thoughts on guns and hunting?" "No to the war between human differences, but I respect hunting. I enjoy a good hunt of game with you..."



After some questions, they decide not to sleep, too close to 8:00 am and it wasn't worth it. They both watch a Russian variation of Goldeneye 007, called Smirnov 999: Ruble in Russia.



They eventually head out after the movie, to the forest to find their meetup for their meat. Had to reschedule for.... 'reasons' on Enrovma's part, that she wouldn't divulge. Took less than an hour, but the woman showed up. Mid 30's, Caucasian, almost looked American, and had olive eyes.



"What took you?" Enrovma looked with a face that showed tiredness, and 'really'? "I won't say, I told you." "....Whatever, none of my business. You really have the meat?" Enrovma nods. "You have the ruble?" The other one nods and shows all the money. Not a cent was missing. "Alright. It's yours " She parts with the meat and grabs the money. "Hope you feed well..." She says to the stranger.



On the way back, another meteor-like object falls from the sky... But MUCH BIGGER... And metal in shape??? "What the....?" "....???" Both the dog and human were confused indeed... But things were about to get hairy!



The meteor lands in a lake not too far away... And the machine unfolds and transforms, forming a hulking mech, 30 feet tall and thunders with each foot step through the forest... Searching for something.... Or somethings....



*๐—ง๐—›๐—ข๐—ข๐—ข๐—ข๐— ... ๐—ง๐—›๐—ข๐—ข๐—ข๐—ข๐— ... ๐—ง๐—›๐—ข๐—ข๐—ข๐—ข๐— ...* The mech is heard by Enrovma and Muttski, prompting them to stay still, Enrovma grabbing her sniper and looking in the direction of the noise.... *๐—ง๐—›๐—ข๐—ข๐—ข๐—ข๐— ... ๐™๐™ƒ๐™Š๐™Š๐™Š๐™Š๐™ˆ... TฬทHฬทOฬทOฬทOฬทOฬทMฬท.ฬท.ฬท.ฬท ฬท* The mech buckles over more trees and is shown to the two on the ground below it! Standing at 30 feet, looking incredibly futuristic for even alien race, and a mix silver/grey color, yellow neon lights, cyan neon lights, and even purple neon lights; the machine looks not fearsome, but much like a WALL.



"....๐•ธ๐–€๐•ฟ๐•ฟ๐•พ๐•ถ๐•ด ๐•ฝ๐–€๐•น!!" Enrovma says in near-half Russian, half English, as she turns to run! Her dog following her! The two trying to get away before the machine catch them, though it was next to useless, as one step made it able to reach down and grab the dog! "๐•ธ๐–€๐•ฟ๐•ฟ๐•พ๐•ถ๐•ด!!" She screams, taking aim and shooting at the elbow part, the bullet ricocheting off it and not damaging it!



Taking aim as the robot continues to raise its arm, she shoots at some lighter armor looking stuff, and one or two shots puts a hole in the upper arm, but doesn't stop it! "BLAST IT!" She cocks the gun, and notices the glass on the cockpit... Positioning her gun to pot-shot the glass, she puts a HOLE through it!



"๐•Š๐•ฅ๐•ฆ๐•ก๐•š๐•• ๐•จ๐• ๐•ž๐•’๐•Ÿ!" The techno voice reached out! "๐”ธ๐•”๐•ฅ๐•š๐•ง๐•– ๐•–๐•ž๐•–๐•ฃ๐•˜๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•”๐•ช ๐•”๐•’๐•ž๐•–๐•ฃ๐•’๐•ค ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•˜๐•š๐•ง๐•– ๐•ž๐•– ๐•ž๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•ฆ๐•’๐• ๐•”๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ฃ๐• ๐•๐•ค! ๐•€'๐•๐• ๐••๐•  ๐•š๐•ฅ ๐•ž๐•ช๐•ค๐•–๐•๐•—!" The mecha sprouts two more lenses, more durable looking than the last, and the mecha moves more fluidly, as it reaches more rapidly and reaches for the collar! "๐•€ ๐•Ž๐•€๐•ƒ๐•ƒ! ๐•™๐•’๐•ง๐•–! ๐•‹๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ! ๐•Šโ„๐”ธโ„๐”ป!"



"๐•ป๐–€๐•ฟ! ๐•ณ๐•ด๐•ธ!! ๐•ฏ๐•บ๐–‚๐•น!!!" Enrovma says in a mix of English and Russian! "๐•ด! ๐“ฆ๐“˜๐“›๐“›! โ„›๐“ž๐“ค๐“–โ„‹ แ‚ธ๐“ž๐“ค ๐“ค๐“Ÿ!!!" She says, fixing off another shot at the elbow! Muttski now takes his time to speak up! "YEAH! I'LL 'RUFF' YOU UP! ๐™๐™€๐˜ผ๐™‡ '๐™๐™๐™๐™'!!!"



Then it happened, the brown fur was engulfed in a red aura, as the hand shatters, on the mecha, into pieces! Muttski's body becomes covered in a metallic/leather red suit!! Encompassed with white markings like scars, a chomp mark on the left shoulder, and a gruff pair of shades for the eyes with angry cartoonish eyelash marks above the eyes!



With a howl, Muttski lands on the ground and wags his tail! Prepared for a fight! "๐•๐• ๐•ฆ.... โ„๐• ๐•จ ๐••๐•š๐•• ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ...? ๐•€๐•ฅ ๐••๐• ๐•–๐•ค๐•Ÿ'๐•ฅ ๐•ž๐•’๐•ฅ๐•ฅ๐•–๐•ฃ, ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•™๐•’๐•ฃ๐•• ๐•š๐•ค โ„•๐•†๐•‹ ๐•๐•†๐•Œโ„๐•Š!" The hand slams on top of Muttski, but the hand does not go all the way down...!



Growling, he whirrs up in a red aura and DASHES at the mech, ripping up it's legs and making it all fall to the ground! "๐•-๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ! โ„๐• ๐•จ-?" The cockpit then is smashed in completely, a red blue faster than normal method, streaking around the machine!



"โ„•-๐•Ÿ๐• ! โ„‚๐•ฆ๐•ฅ ๐•š๐•ฅ ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฅ! ๐•๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•’๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•ฅ ๐•’ ๐•—๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•–๐•ฃ!" The dog stares into the spare camera on the side of the mecha, "YOU DONT TELL ME... what I am...!" The red blur continues ripping the machine apart until the core is exposed, a yellow cube with intricate black lines. "๐”ป๐•†. โ„•๐•†๐•‹. ๐”นโ„๐”ผ๐”ธ๐•‚. ๐•‹โ„๐”ธ๐•‹...!"



Muttski chomps on the cube and tries his bestest to remove it from the chest cavity, but it starts cracking! "๐•Š๐•‹๐•†โ„™! ๐•๐•†๐•Œ ๐•Ž๐”ธโ„•๐•‹ ๐•‹๐•† ๐•„๐”ธ๐•‚๐”ผ ๐”ธ ๐”น๐•ƒ๐”ธโ„‚๐•‚ โ„๐•†๐•ƒ๐”ผ!?!?" THAT got Muttski to pause. "...Vhat?" The cube starts to crackle in yellow arcs! "VHAT VO I VO?!" "๐•๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•–๐•ฉ๐•ก๐•–๐•”๐•ฅ ๐•ž๐•– ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•ค๐•จ๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•๐•†๐•Œ?! ๐•€'๐•„ ๐•‹โ„๐”ผ ๐•๐•€๐•ƒ๐•ƒ๐•€๐”ธโ„•!" The techno voice replies in stupified amazement!



"Vell, I suspect you vo not want to khill everyone, so I'm sorry for refusing to stop! Now tell me how to FHIX THIS!" Muttski demanded! The cube cracks more and arcs more violently!!! "NOW!" ".... .. . ๐•๐•†๐•Œ โ„•๐”ผ๐”ผ๐”ป ๐•‹๐•† ๐•€โ„•๐•‹๐”ผโ„๐”ฝ๐”ธโ„‚๐”ผ ๐•‹โ„๐”ผ โ„‚๐•Œ๐”น๐”ผ ๐•Ž๐•€๐•‹โ„ ๐•‹โ„๐”ผ ๐•Šโ„๐”ธโ„๐”ป! ๐”ปโ„๐”ธ๐•€โ„• ๐•‹โ„๐”ผ โ„‚๐•Œ๐”น๐”ผ ๐•†๐”ฝ *๐”ธ๐•ƒ๐•ƒ* ๐•€๐•‹๐•Š โ„™๐•†๐•Ž๐”ผโ„!" The techno voice directs its attention to the collar!



He spits the cube out! "Is this dangerous? Will I die?" "๐•†๐•™ ๐•™๐•–๐•’๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ค ๐•Ÿ๐• ! ๐”น๐•ฆ๐•ฅ ๐•š๐•— ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐••๐• ๐•Ÿ'๐•ฅ ๐••๐•  ๐•’๐•ค ๐•€ ๐•ค๐•’๐•ช, ๐•‹โ„๐•€๐•Š ๐•‹๐•†๐•Žโ„• ๐”ธโ„•๐”ป ๐”ธ ๐•Š๐•†๐•ƒ๐•€๐”ป ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ ๐•Šโ„š๐•Œ๐”ธโ„๐”ผ ๐•„๐•€๐•ƒ๐”ผ๐•Š ๐•Ž๐•€๐•ƒ๐•ƒ ๐”น๐”ผ ๐”ธ ๐•Ž๐”ธ๐•Š๐•‹๐”ผ๐•ƒ๐”ธโ„•๐”ป!!!!" Muttski then presses the shard to the cube... Nothing seems to- **WARNING. UNAUTHORIZED AND POTENTIALLY DANGEROUS USE OF ABSORBENT POWER. NTH LEVEL NOT RECOMMENDED**



"๐”ผ๐•ž๐•–๐•ฃ๐•˜๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•”๐•ช ๐• ๐•ง๐•–๐•ฃ๐•ฃ๐•š๐••๐•– ๐•’๐•๐•๐• ๐•จ๐•–๐••! ๐”ป๐•š๐•ค๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•˜๐•’๐•˜๐•– ๐•ค๐•’๐•—๐•–๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•๐• ๐•”๐•œ๐•ค!" The shard whirrs loudly as energy drains from the cube, yellow arcs flying into the shard! "Th-that doesn't... seem safe!" Muttski repeals the alien voice as Entruva just watches all of this, wondering how it all went so SIDEWAYS!



The energy flickers in the cube as TORRENTS pour into the shard as the suit flash a rainbow of iridescent colors! "NGGGRRRRRAARRRR!!!" Muttski growled aggressively as he feels like his heart will rip from his chest! "I CAN'T... TAKE... MUCH MORE....!" The cube goes grey and crumples into pieces as all the latent energy is absorbed!



**WARNING! 112% OVERCAPACITY! EMERGENCY JETTISON RECOMENDED!** "๐”ป๐•  ๐•š๐•ฅ ๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•จ! โ„•๐•†๐•Ž! โ„๐”ผ๐•ƒ๐”ผ๐”ธ๐•Š๐”ผ ๐•€๐•‹ ๐”ธ๐•ƒ๐•ƒ ๐•€โ„•๐•‹๐•† ๐•‹โ„๐”ผ ๐•Š๐•‚๐•!!" Muttski looks to the sky and tries to 'will' the shard to release all the energy! What follows is an explosion of purple and black energy in a laser form, with a combo of red swirls and red lightning arcs, into the deep void of space!



After a solid 10 seconds, with the energy dispensed, Muttski depowers and slinks onto his stomach and goes unconscious. **WARNING PATIENT IS UNCONSCIOUS, NO HEALTH IN IMMEDIATE DANGER.** The mecha had gone silent and Entruva was left to wonder... WHAT DID SHE JUST SEE??!
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