Intergalactic Warriors: An interlock

A cyborg claws

He is six feet tall, on assailant mask. His claws are made of steel. And he was an energetic figure who owns a stainless sword. Doesnt relent when he attacks except he gets signal to retreat, one thing is that he doesnt exposes himself. He always hide in the dark or hidden spots and only presents himself if he wants to attack.He is known as IRONCLAWS. Ironclaws is one the hired assassins that works for Firemetal, he was the second assassin of the five assassins of the galaxy that were under Firemetal. The first assassin was Flameburner, then after Ironclaws- Zex, Stargazer and Moonreactor. The rest of Ironclaws team were dispersed to other planets were they are on different missions. Ironclaws was sent to Resmore to garner information on the whereabouts and movement of the Desert patrol and also give out information if the ENEMY were having spies and infiltrating the planet in any means...Any means seeking for diamonds inclusive.

Ironclaws has picked up a signal. It was a stranded space trooper, who definitely has not gone back with the rest. He wanted to accost the man. But waited, why be in a hurry when you can trace this fellow in hidden shadow and know if he would somehow lead him the camp of the desert Patrols. He trailed Rogers and when the gigantic vehicle came and a bearded fellow picked him up, Ironclaws thought might have lost his target. Ironclaws being fast, brought out a tracker device not like that of Roger's; this was a Tracking device used for locating your target also known as Tracer. The vehicle zoomed off..,well no worries Ironclaws looked at his pad, on the screen the navigator shows where the vehicle was heading to...provably a camp. Sure thing was that no matter the distance Ironclaw knew he was going to get there definitely with his stealth mode.

Rogers was inside his tent. He was relieved that the Cyborg master of the desert patrols spared his life; at least the horror scene that happened in the tent kept replaying in his head not that he hasn't seen much gory and fatal killings just that being an enemy among your enemies was paramount to death. He has eaten a food given to him by Titan himself, water and some wine. Titan was indeed a lifesaver. He has imagined what would have happened to him if Titan didn't come to his rescue in the desert talk moreso visiting X-machina. The change of demeanour by the cyborg scared not only him and Titan but the rest of the Patrols in the tent. Titan on the hand was trying to keep composure, he neither show fear nor panic, but obediently explain in full details why killing Rogers was not a great idea. The idea of giving Rogers exchange for peace was something Rogers knew somewhere in his mind that it won't be possible. The parliamentary government of Megma and that of Aquaris won't accept their conditions. And that bothers Rogers..will that start another war? He heaved a sigh. Hope Not. Rogers knew that if the spacetroopers arrive here with Gen.Tecro, they wouldn't submit to X-machina request rather, there will be another battle outbreak, just that it won't be with the Xivallians and Metorics.

"Having time catching up" a voice came pierced through his thoughts.

Titan was standing just behind at the entrance of the little tent.

" Nothing" Rogers lied." Have you got a transmitter phone yet".

" Not yet, what's that in your hands?"

Titan saw the tracker in his hand.

"A tracker. It helps me locate things" Rogers answered bluntly.

"Or make things locate you" Titan gave Rogers a smouldering look. then suggestively" I think with that your people will come looking for you"

"I hope so" Rogers replied. " but it isn't a guarantee. I still need that space phone"

"Just a moment lad, I will get it for you. Hope you heard the big man or would I say big machineman"

"I know he is requesting peace for my exchange"

"Yes not only peace. But that you and your space troopers would help fight the Xivillain amd metorics" Titan was giving a warning." We can only have peace if those nutcrackers are wiped off our neck"

Rogers knew that Gen Tecro wouldn't agree to this neither Admiral Kaleb.

Titan left . It was night already and Titan has now and tomorrow morning to bring the transmitter to him. Rogers was feeling sleep and needed to rest. Tomorrow was a long day and a sleep or two could help set up for it. He thought of the rest John,Regenad,X-flux,Sonia and Mirabel who know might be trying to reach him. Tomorrow was surely the day he hopes to get to see them again.

Just outside the camp, the shadow leaps, Ironclaws was looking at the patrols from a gigantic rock, he had his stethoscope. One look at the bearded figure that emerged from Rogers tent made him grin behind those assasin mask of his. He knew that he has to inform Firemetal that one of the megman troopers was with the patrols and then wait for orders, tomorrow he might want to see the turn of events of this meeting.

The morning came as fast as a lightning. This was Resmore, opposite of its name. The night was way shorter than the day. Titan has brought the transmitter to Rogers who was making contact to Base. Nobody has responded and it brought fear to Rogers spine. If he keeps delaying that menace-looking cyborg would not spare his life again. He needs to reach the base.

"Gotten anything yet?" Titan asked.

"Not yet"

"You know we don't have time" Titan was trying to surprise his own uneasiness.

Just when Rogers was about to reply….

"This is Megma Intergalactic Base Q33...Please state your report"

Rogers sighed, this was a relief.

"Thank God" Titan said.

" Josh. This Rogers reporting from planet Resmore on mission 113, outer space within galactic enemy zone"

"Rogers oh thank heavens. We thought you are lost on battleground or maybe dead or taken hostage"

"I am not. Can you please put Gen.Tecro in line"