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At the year 3827 the carefully constructed Galactic Alliance is at its darkest hour. B.R.A.I.N., an intergalactic dictator, famous for his cruel and fatalistic rulings has finally moved his vast armies to overthrow the delicate peace between the galaxies. But when the Alliance was at the point of despair a lone warrior called Sun Shadow stepped up and offered to turn the tide of the battle around.

~~~~~~~~Planet Zoidra, year 3926~~~~~~~~~

Sun Shadow ran through the battle scarred land while cutting through the metallic bodies of his enemies with precision, the glow of his energy sword reflected through the dark metal as it sliced through the soldiers with ease.

*Fushun!*

The final soldier’s head flew to the side as his headless body fell on its knees. Sun Shadow sighed and closed his expressive hazel orbs, the wind ruffling his short brown hair. After a moment he opened his eyes and looked around the battlefield with intense sadness. He was about to reach for something in his belt when…

*Shiinn!*

The alliance soldier brought his energy sword up just in time to block the nano-titanium katana from slicing his head clean off.

-“Zerox Brokhart…”- Growled Sun Shadow as he parried another, this time aimed at his leg. The assassin sneered as his cold yellow eyes glared fiercely at the Alliance’s last hope.

-“So glad you remembered me!”- Zerox spat at Sun Shadow as he twisted for another attack, his midnight black hair flowing behind him in his low pony tail. But it was once again block as the white armored Alliance soldier parried with his energy blade, sparks flowing from the shear intensity of the blows.

-“You don’t have to do this! There’s still time for you to rejoin the Alliance!”- Yelled Sun Shadow at his former comrade, who now wore B.R.A.I.N.’s symbol on his black trench coat, as he guarded another blow from his katana; arms shaking in exhaustion.

-“Don’t be stupid! Why would I want to go back to those weak beaurocrats?! I’m part of the real winning team!”- Said Zerox with a wicked gleam in his eyes as he spotted the tremors in his rival’s arms.

The assassin faked a slash to the left and quickly brought his katana to the right. Sun Shadow spotted the movement but his body, sluggish from exhaustion, could not stop the blow from striking.

*Fuish!*

-“Augh!!!”- The Alliance soldier fell to his knees as he grabbed his wounded side; which was quickly turning red from the blood.

-“Yes! Ahahahaha!”- Exclaimed Zerox as he prepared to inflict the final blow. But at that moment his com-link blared to life.

*Krzzt! Commander!*

The black clad assassin cursed, ripping off his com-link and roughly putting it over his right ear, not taking his eyes off the wounded soldier on the ground.

-“What?!”- He growled at the person on the other line.

*Commander the attack on the front line was a decoy! The main base has been infiltrated! We’re going to lose the main forces!*
Suddenly a chill ran up Zerox spine as the white clad soldier smiled.

-“What about Lord B.R.A.I.N.?!”-

*Lord B.R.A.I.N. has sustained heavy injuries and was taken to planet Katar for emergency treatment. We are fighting a losing battle commander!*

The assassin’s eyes widened and he looked over at Sun Shadow, who was now lying in a small pool of his own blood.

-“You planned this!” Zerox growled as he glared hatefully at the Alliance’s soldier, who grinned up at him in return.

-“You haven’t…seen nothing…yet!”- Yelled Sun Shadow as he took out a remote switch from his belt.

Zerox paled and quickly swung his katana to deal the finishing blow but he was too slow and Sun Shadow pressed the switch.

*Kabooooommm!!!*

An explosion shook the ground as a cloud of smoke engulfed the sky, throwing the dark assasin to the ground. And as sudden as it started it was over, Zerox coughed violently as he looked up at the smoke filled sky and ruins of what used to be his base. He shook with rage as he stood up and looked down at the bane of his existence, but the Alliance soldier was dead; lying in a pool of his own blood. The dark assassin cursed as he ran to toward what was left of his once grand base of operations.