Trapped in the labyrinths of a forgotten world!
Captain 'Ace' McGuire and the fearless Astro-Angels confront the awakening Robot Legion!
The Story so Far...
Deep in the Carapace Catacombs, our Heroes have uncovered the alien resonators of the Shlar-Tak. Strange, humming machines rewired by the Robot Centurion leader Scar to form the terrifying Shadow Circuit!
Now, as Doctor Zahn wrestles with their forbidden secrets, the Maker-Bot stirs... and the Legion awakens!
The Maker-Bot Stirs
From its metal womb, the Maker-Bot shuddered to life. A vast engine of forged sin. Its clawed manipulators trembled with electric hunger as it released a new creation: a sleek, deathly hover drone whose crimson lenses blinked once, twice, then flared with malevolent purpose.
With a rising hum, the drone drifted upward, its turbines whispering against the tomb-like silence. Down the corridor it flew, shadowing the walls like a phantom bullet until the Seeker Drone came into view.
The Seeker’s binary transmission flickered through the static:
“LIFEFORMS: HOSTILE. PROCEEDING.”
The newborn drone pivoted, awaiting the next order. Its flank blasters glowed a hungry green.
At the alien console, Dr. Zahn hunched over the resonator, the light from its pulsing coils painting ghostly lines across his determined face.
“If I recall correctly—yes, this pattern here, and this waveform there... ha! I see their intention now! I need just a little more data…”
He called out over the comm: “Angels! Destroy the resonator in front of you! I’ll extract the intelligence from this one!”
“Roger that, Doc!” Jane’s voice was a crack of confidence through the static.
Twin beams lanced from her pistols, the blue discharges lighting the darkness and striking the resonator. The machine bucked, shrieking like a dying beast. Behind her, the Angels joined in, rifles blazing, but one cursed as her power cell went dead. “Reloading!” she barked, slamming a new one home.
Two Angels advanced down the gloom-choked corridors, their scanners sweeping like lighthouse beams across the rock. Stacey and Jen pressed forward, tense and alert.
Ace’s voice came over the comm, steady and steel-cold.
“Two down, three to go. Zahn’s still pulling data. Stay sharp everyone - Scar won’t sit this one out!”
The Shadows Learn
Zahn’s fingers danced over the console. “Another glyph! Yes, by the stars, they’re adapting!”
Jane’s shots sizzled against the resonator harmlessly. “Doc! our blasts are bouncing off!”
“They’re learning,” Zahn breathed. “Adaptive shielding... elegant and deadly.”
Up ahead, two Angels froze, spying something hovering in the darkness ahead. A small, gleaming sphere, its twin eyes burning red with malice.
“Contact!” one of the Angels shouted.
The Seeker’s lenses clicked, capturing the moment, transmitting it to its brethren. Two more hover drones came alive. One drifted down the hall, the other halted just within sight; waiting, patient and silent as executioners.
Ace’s next shot ricocheted like a firecracker off invisible armour.
“Zahn’s right! They’ve tuned our frequencies!”
Jane snarled. “Let’s see how you adapt to this, you Garbage cans!” Her recalibrated pistols roared, twin streaks of blue fire ripping through the air. The resonator exploded, molten shards scattering like streaking comets.
“Great shot, Jane!" Dr Zahn laughed triumphantly. "Everyone retune your weapons! Shift the frequency by 1.3 - that should tear through their harmonics!”
Attack of the Hover Drones
The words had barely left his lips when the first drone struck.
Emerald plasma screamed down the corridor, bathing the walls in toxic light. One Angel staggered back, wounded but still firing. Her comrade’s return shot was vengeance incarnate, catching the drone midair and blasting it apart in a rain of burning alloy.
“One Tin-can neutralised!” she grinned in triumph
The squad pressed onward, emerging into a nexus of tunnels that twisted like the arteries of a sleeping god.
“Which way?” one called. “Right, left, or straight ahead?”
Before Ace could answer, a new monster lumbered into view. A claw-armed battle drone, its head crowned with twin plasma cannons. It opened fire, the shots roaring like thunder. One Angel went down hard with a groan.
“Contact front - More Toasters!” Sergeant Stacey barked.
Ace darted forward but had no clear shot. Behind him, Peggie and her wingmate watched as a smaller drone spun away, back into the Stygian darkness.
Back in its lair, the Maker-Bot’s claws clattered, assembling another killer sphere, even as a third began to take shape.
“I’ve got it!” Zahn cried victoriously. The resonator before him dimmed, its light dying to nothing. “Their shield harmonics - I’ve disabled them all!”
Jane swept up beside Ace, eyes fierce and bright: “Then let’s finish it!”
Scar
Ace sighted down his rifle. One shot. One hit. The hover bot shuddered, steadied itself, then swung its pulsing red gaze toward him.
“Doc!” Ace growled, “we’ve got company!”
Jane fired her jetpack and soared, twin pistols blazing like twin suns. Her volleys tore into the drone, sparks raining. An Angel’s burst followed and between the girls' hits the bot erupted in a cascade of fire and screaming shrapnel.
Smoke hung thick in the air. “I see another resonator!” the Angel cried.
Jane vaulted forward...and froze.
Robot Centurion NXS-6 "Scar" emerged from the mist, its burnished brass plating seemed to drink in the light, reflecting it back in sharp angles that cut through the gloom. His single cracked eye-lens glowing like the heart of a dying star.
“Scar,” she whispered. “He’s here…”
Two Angels fired, their beams splashed uselessly against his armoured torso. Behind him, his praetorian guards emerged from the haze, their weapons trained. The Legion advanced in formation, eerily synchronised.
“Scar’s found us!” Rocky roared, igniting his jetpack. “We’ve got a fight on our hands!”
Blaster fire turned the corridor into chaos. Stacey and Jen found their mark and annihilated another resonator.
“That’s three down!” Stacey cried.
“Good work!” Zahn replied. “Jane’s got number four. Destroy it, and we can track the fifth!”
But in the deep, the Maker-Bot was not idle. Another war drone took shape in its forges of flame and steel…
“Form the Line!”
“Form the line!” Stacey’s voice cut through the storm. The Angels moved as one, forming a gleaming barrier of Galacteer courage and firepower. Peggie hurled a disruptor grenade at the advancing robots. The blast rocked the hall but the drones pressed through, relentless and unfeeling.
And then from the smoke stepped Centurion NXS-6, reborn from the wreckage of Planet Thomas. From its shoulder a scarlet cape flared as though caught in an unseen wind.
“Greetings once again, Captain McGuire of the Galacteers,” it intoned, its monotone voice booming like iron thunder. “I have waited precisely 347 cycles, twelve minutes, and forty-two seconds for this reunion.”
Behind it, rank upon rank of Legion drones marched from the shadows. An army of chrome and fury.
Ace smirked, levelling his blaster. “Still wearing that scar I gave you?”
The robot’s cracked red lens pulsed. “The scar remains a reminder of former inefficiency. One I have… corrected.”
Holographic schematics flickered before them — Ace’s past tactics, analysed and dissected.
“I have studied your every move, Captain,” NXS-6 said coldly. “And I have concluded… you require upgrading.”
It raised its blaster pistol and the Legion raised theirs in unison. The corridor blazed to life as plasma bolts screamed.
Scar’s shot grazed past Ace’s shoulder with a tang of ozone, but Ace’s counter-fire struck true, sending sparks dancing from the villain’s armour.
“Not today, Scar!” Ace yelled triumphantly
Behind him, the Angels fought like the heroins they were. Stacey and Jen fired in unison as Rocky blasted forward to cover Zahn, and Jane’s twin lasers carved through another advancing drone.
The air was thick with ozone and fire going in both directions down the tunnel. The clang of metal met the roar of courage. An Angel grappled with a Legion drone and flung it into the tunnel wall with a judo throw worthy of the halls of Valhalla.
"The bigger they are, the harder they fall!" she grinned
“Hold steady, Galacteers!” Ace shouted. “We can take these Toasters!”
And far below, in the catacombs’ heart the Maker-Bot forged another horror, its claws sparking, its voice humming a hymn of creation and death.
TO BE CONTINUED...
In Episode 4: “The Heart of the Shadow Circuit!”
In which Scar’s diabolical plan is revealed, the final resonator awakens, and the Galacteers must battle not only for survival but for the very soul of the galaxy itself!
