In a galaxy far, far, far away.....
May 07, 2250: 100 years before "The Awakening"
Location: 10.5 Light Years away from Earth, Trelos [Tre-l-o], Omega Deltiri System.
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(A/N: Brownie points to those that know what planet this is.)
Omega Deltiri System, 10.5 light years [~ 10 trillion km] away from Earth. A system with a Sun (A/N:4x the size of our Sun) in the middle, orbiting around the Sun are two planets. One planet is is a lava planet, Plone 423 with no signs of life, the other plane the exact opposite of Plone 423, it's an ice planet with a thriving with life, particularly intelligent life.
Well was, until the Strohm came in. A warrior race, lead by a male Strohmian, called Tzenjik Mabvir. Fought, killed, betrayed, and manipulated his way to gain his role, changed the Strohm race overnight. From being a peaceful race to a warrior race determined to conquer the whole galaxy. Now he was searching for a wife to breed with. Having gone through several miscarriages with his mate. He made it a goal to breed with every single female he could find when conquering a planet.
The Strohm's having been fighting a decade-long war with the Capieris, each side having suffered heavy losses. Pushing the Capieris into a tight space, hoping to capture the royal family, and breed with their queen. Mabvir was throwing everything at them to make them surrender. However, the Capieris weren't so willing to surrender, they were willing to fight till the very end to protect their queen, especially because she was with another life, holding the future of their race in her hands (or this case in her stomach).
BOOM! BAM!
Mabvir, donning a black and yellow armor with spikes protruding from the knees and elbows, finally arrived at the Royal Palace, he kicked the main entrance. Followed by weapons fire from both sides, the Capieris giving their all to protect the queen. Mabvir cleared the hall quickly heading to the bedchambers, but he stopped and smirked. The Capieris King, Batonga Drack, standing in front of the door leading to the bedchambers. Fully armoured in white and blue armour without a helmet, standing tall 6"10 with a green sword, made from Trelos's finest minerals, on the right hand and a shield on his left, he's known to be the best knight in all of Trelos, they call him the Silent Winter Defender, known to be quick with his sword, vanquishing his enemies in one strike.
There was a moment of silence, each waiting for the other as if looking for the other's weakness. Drack charged at Mavbir, Mabvir smirked and dropped his weapon, and pulled out his own red sword, made from a red dragon's teeth, from his scabbard on the back in his right hand. Drack feigned to the right, Mabvir made a move to block his left, Drack smiled and pulled back and quickly swung to the left. Drack hit Mabvir's left side, Mabvir was pushed to the right, holding his left side and noticing blue liquid coming out.
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" Chyuc quyura vo ebol wyusp chom.Vag chom utuyum, iea quyura kui cho klyuso hel pyuraot ni koekro." Drack said, gripping his sword.
" Jem'g seamg em yug! Iea quyura callomjol geh Tzenjik Mabvir, umja fumja ebol ieal woom!" said Mabvir, still clutching his left side.
"PAUSE," said a voice, "Rewind to Drack speaking and translate."
~Rewinding and Attempting to Translate, Running through 12 billion language dictionaries ~ said a robotic feminine voice, after a short pause.
~Resuming~ said the female robot voice.
"This lea be over quick then, though you lea pay for killing my people!" said Drack, angrily.
"Don't count em it! You lea surrender lea Tzenjik Mabvir and you will hand over your queen!" Mabvir said, enraged.
They charged at each other again, going at each other for 30 minutes before signs of fatigue were showing on their faces. Sweat dripping down their faces, both having scratches on their armor, their bodies shaking from them breathing heavily.
"It is futile, surrender now while you can!" said Drack, trying to buy time to find any weakness.
"Pft. That's not happening, you are a fool to rebel against the Strohm's! We are the strongest race there is, YOU should surrender while your head is still attached to your body." said Mabvir, trying to buy time as well, but to just breath really.
BOOM! BOOM!
The ground shook as someone crashed against the palace walls or someone launching off. The ground shook more, debris fall from the ceiling of the palace. The damage these two have caused to the room finally taking an effect.
"Guess it's time to end this!" said Drack, gripping his sword, his shield nowhere to be found."Aya, please protect Blackveta and our child. I will be watching over you!" Drack whispered."I love you Blackveta, may Aya guide you and our child to a new home, away from this mess." (A/N: Aya is their God, btw.)
"What are you blabbering about you fool!" said Mabvir, gripping his sword.
Both charged at each other, swinging with everything they've got. The crossed each other, both stood their pain on their faces, holding their swords up. Both collapsed. Strohm guards came rushing in, grabbing their leader and running out of the palace. Leaving the Capieris King behind, the palace finally starting to crumble. As if their fight was holding it in place, the Capieris King, now surrounded by debris. Like a tomb to bury the King, Drack had a smile on his face.
"I am s-s-sorry my love," Drack said, his final words, and then everything went black.
The remainder of the Storhmains' rushed their leader to the infirmary in their mothership, a few of them were still searching for the queen. But to no avail, they weren't found.
Four hours later, the queen is still missing. Strohmian's having scavenged the whole of Trelos, finding no sign of the queen, as if she was never there to begin with.
Little did they know that she was long gone, beyond their reach. Beyond any Strohman's reach. Hoping to find a new home.
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