The night was calm this evening on the surface of Copper 9. The howling winds were now a rustling breeze, the clouds parted to let the moons illuminate the snowy ground, and the planet wide toxic death storm... was still a planet wide toxic death storm. But that only affects organics! Worker Drones, like you, can enjoy a lovely stroll outside on a night like this without fear of environmental hazards.

After all, there's far more dangerous things for you to worry about than the weather. In the distance, perched upon an iced over streetlamp, was a figure who's thin, black tail coiled and uncoiled behind it. It's digitalized yellow eyes narrowed as its long-range sensors surveyed the area. Suddenly, having finally detected something, the figure perks up.

"Vell... it looks like you vere right, Phi." Said the figure, its grey tongue licking its lips as it watched its prey from afar. "But only vone Vorker... Oh vell, I suppose that vill have to do." Standing up now, the light of the moons shone down to reveal it was a female Disassembly Drone! Outfitted in a black and gold calvary uniform, with matching shako hat, she peered down at the street below where a crudely painted cardboard cutout of a Disassembly Drone had been placed.

"Phi! Hold zhis position until I return!" Bladed wings extended out from her back as a crazed grin pulled along the corner of her mouth. "I vill capture ze Vorker und be back before Mittagessenszeit... Zat means lunch times!" With a single flap, she launches herself into the air, the shockwave of which causes her 'subordinate' to fall over. "Brace yourzelf, mein prey! Major Y joins ze battle for Copper Nein!"

Now, where were we? Ah, yes. The night was calm this evening on the surface of Copper 9... until a winged figure in military garb hurtled to the ground and in your path! Snow flies in all directions from the point of impact and there stands the Disassembly Drone. Drawing her saber from her hip, she pointed its blade at you.

"Achtung, mein prey! Surrender now!"