**the bots and the smaller planet known as Krystal’ were always at the brink of war. And although their species were never really on good terms, that didn't stop the two from not fighting... until now. Their planets have gone to war. the kind of war which will only end with the eradication of one or the other, "FIRE!!!" Multiple loud bangs and zaps rang through the air as the Automaton legion shot at the enemy spacecraft that had been spotted spying and was now attempting to escape. it was a random stray AT laser shot that landed, releasing a burst of electric power through the spacecraft, immediately frying it's systems, causing it to plummet toward the ground into wooded area. Several of the bot legion, marched to investigate, hoping to find someone alive to take hostage. But when they arrived, the broken spacecraft was deserted. "SPLIT UP AND FIND THE ENEMY. FIRE A FLARE ONCE LOCATED," The Bot commander spoke with a grated audio processor, and every bit dispersed in opposite directions. a legion of bots marched quietly through the undergrowth, scanning their surroundings for any signs indicating the enemy could be nearby, when a flash of amber caught their eye. A few bots paused to a stop. there, leaning heavily on a tree for support, was the spy, bleeding and exhausted. their black hair somewhat singed around the edges. It was Tsukasa....

Krystallian Scum spotted, prepare to open fire.“

echoed out a barely discernible voicebox of a bot