Soundtrack:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z28lwyQjuTYMiles away a watchful eye observed the satellite and it's re-entry. The flaming titan would mostly burn up in the atmosphere save for a few items. Namely the stations black box. It was a ground crew that caused the station to re-enter the atmosphere, using a signal that hijacked the on-board computer's main functions. The watchful eye confirmed the trajectory of the surviving pieces and disengaged from the show, eager to file a report. SCOPE, turned around and packed up his signal equipment, folding a little satellite dish and hefty computer into it's black armored casing. SCOPE quickly made his way down the hill back into the thick woods where the others were camped. A robot and two human soldiers waited patiently as SCOPE made his way towards them.
SCOPE stopped before the robot and gave a salute.
"Commander MAXX, the signal was a success. The Satellite has entered Re-entry and i was able to triangulate where most of the debris will land." SCOPE said with little emotion.
MAXX was a very large robot, standing almost 8 feet tall and dwarfing the human soldiers by his side. His markings and stature commanded an air of lethal authority by design, which was also reflected by the faded lettering along his upper arm. 'Tactician Model No. 3'. His expressionless face turning towards SCOPE in such a jerk motion that it made it seem that he was distracted and didn't see him approaching. SCOPE took notice to this.
"Is something wrong Commander?"
MAXX looked back to where he was turned and then turned back to SCOPE.
"Nothing. Well done, the signal worked as hoped." he said, pleased.
MAXX motioned to the two guards posted nearby. They both nodded and went further into the woods entering a tent. A commotion could be heard as the guards exited the tent dragging an alien by its arms out into the open. They threw the creature to MAXX's feet and kept their rifles trained on him.
MAXX's voice took a gloating tone as he spoke to the shaking creature before him.
"Congratulations Doctor...?"
The alien which resembled an evolved crustacean opened its mouth
"I uh... Doctor Izz Izzy" he said nervously.
MAXX let out a metallic chuckle. It wasn't a pleasant one that could be laughed along with, nor did it feel very natural at all. The human soldiers could be seen shuddering in the background at the sound.
"You know what Dr. Izzy? As a robot I find that name very funny. I just want to say congratulations, the device worked. You've furthered the human cause! There's hope for your species yet."
The alien looked relieved and stuttered out a response.
"T-thank you!"
MAXX's visor glowed red.
"Except for you. You didn't think I would notice the little hidden line of code during your works overview. You tried to piggyback a broadcast outside the planet to call for help. Noble, but untrustworthy for my purposes. I took the liberty of removing it before giving it to SCOPE."
MAXX's guards dragged a heavy gun to him grunting the whole way. It's massive barrel indicated it's painful caliber and it's polished chrome body glittered in the moonlight. It was so big it had to be arm mounted, which he quickly latched down to his forearm. MAXX tilted his head.
"I find chrome to be a little ostentatious. I really don't look forward to this."
(Good lord look at how bad the foreshortening is on this thing. I should shoot the illustrator.)
MAXX wasted no time aiming the cannon at poor Dr. Izzy and pulled the trigger. Izzy's shrill scream was drowned out by the explosive noise as blue blood painted the trees in an almost artistic way. All that remained of Izzy was his lower legs, which twitched in a squirming motion, trying to gain traction.
"They always twitch. Why is it the ones that resemble bugs the most,
always twitch." MAXX said to himself in a disgusted tone.
