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Terra soared through the skies of Aries 7 at a modest pace, the smooth cruising-speed of an airliner as seen from the ground. Normally when she was working, Terra zipped from point to point faster than the eye could see. At the moment, she was hauling cargo, and needed to take her time. The industrial printer she gripped from convenient handles was about twenty times her size, and she didn't need it tearing apart or wrenching free of her grip in transit. However, a familiar sight gripped her, and she descended toward the ground.

Resting on one of the tropical planet's idyllic beaches was Ursaal, the representative of the Thraxxan-Viltrumites in the Empire. She sunbathed in a bikini, enjoying the planet's gentle yellow sun on a lounger. She scrolled through her holo-phone over her shades until a massive shadow loomed over her, blocking the sun. Terra laughed as Ursaal gave her an annoyed look, and set the industrial machinery down gently to join her friend. While one could not tell from looking at her, Ursaal was quite different from a normal Viltrumite. When she and Terra first met, Terra was five, a child, while Ursaal was two and practically fully grown. Now both in their teens, they seemed alike in age, and the purple color of her skin had completely faded to a hue more normal for Viltrumites. Ursaal had also been trying to kill Terra at that time, but now they were quite close friends.

"[color=fff200]You're the last person I was expecting to find slacking off.[/color]" Terra remarked, leaning against her heavy baggage.

"[color=a187be]I'm not.[/color]" Ursaal replied coolly, settling back down in her chair. "[color=a187be]This is my time. You're the one who told me I never relaxed. Here I am.[/color]"

Terra just smiled, surprised that she actually took her advice. Really she had just been annoyed with Ursaal lately, her perfect memory made her high-strung. "[color=fff200]Well, good, I think you needed it.[/color]" She rose into the air and began to grip the machinery again, when a disturbance ripped through the air.

The distinctive sound and disruption of matter-energy transfer was heard and felt, soon followed by the appearance of identical grey robots. Without a word they began to fire lasers at Ursaal and Terra, who ducked to avoid them. Terra's mind raced, wondering who these assailants could be. She distinctly remembered her father mentioning a nemesis on Earth that used robotic drones, but she was sure he had said he was dead, or something like that.

Ursaal flew away, dodging the robots' beams, while Terra leaped into the fray. Her impact onto the sandy beach knocked some off their feet, but one reached out at grabbed her. At once Terra felt her strength sap, and didn't have the force necessary to rip away its grip. She tried to fly away, but found that had failed her as well, and she merely jumped into the air impotently.

Seeing her struggle, Ursaal weaved between laser blasts to come help her. Seeing this, Terra waved her arms and yelled, "[color=fff200]No, don't let them touch you! Go find my father! I'll hold them off! He'll know how to come find me![/color]" 

Ursaal hesitated, but now saw how they had made Terra vulnerable, and flew off rather than be captured as well. Terra watched her fly off with a strange mix of relief and resignation. She didn't know where these robots were coming from, but as she lost consciousness in some sort of pod they were shoving her into, she felt like she would soon find out.