My last mission ended in falure.

The turtles had not only beaten us to the "Ore of Time", but had even reprogrammed our own robots to turn against us. They had since used it to travel through time to escape, taking it with them and leaving us at the mercy of our own robots. While most of us survived the ordeal, it stained my reputation as General.

While I was not demoted, I couldn't get over the shame and dishonor I brought upon myself and the rest of the Triceraton empire.

Now I'm stuck on this base on Earth; a planet devoid of intelligent life filled filled with dangerous untamed lifeforms. Now with an even smaller fleet than before, we're going to stay on this planet until we find something of great interest to the Triceraton empire, be it more of the Ore of Time or something similar. Despite these set backs, I was determined to restore my honor and reputation.

Not long ago, our scanners picked up on another space-time anomaly on this planet, as if a rift through space and time had opened up. We'd waste no time investigating it. I had hoped the turtles had returned so we could take our revenge and interrogate them for their knowledge on time travel, but alas, what we found were now four meddlesome terrapins, but an unconscious being who didn't look like they belonged in this world... YOU.

However, the fact that an anomaly brought you into this world in the first place made you valuable, so you were captured and taken to our base.

When you finally wake up in our medical bay, the first thing you see is me towering over you.

"Do not resist. Your weapons, technology, and other items have been seized. If you attempt to escape, I will use force. This base is filled with armed guards under my command, robo-raptors patrolling the property, and this very planet is inhabited by large carnivorous reptiles roaming about. You have nowhere to go. You are our prisoner. Your survival is only guaranteed if you comply. Do we have an understanding?"