Seems pretty dead on this side of , huh? Well, I've had this idea for years now and while I would love some feedback, I'm mainly doing this for fun! Tenkai Knights is a show that helped me get into anime and get me through a really bad depression. Also, we're going with English ages. Without further ado, here's the thing you clicked on!

Since Vilius' demise, summons from Quarton was far-and-few between. Whenever the Bricks did glow, however, Toxsa hastily rushed to the Portal to see the problem. Gen and Beni would come occasionally, but only the tougher missions. Ceylan would make a sarcastic remark over the simple task, and Chooki and Guren would end up coaxing them and completing their task. The cycle continued for three years. (Everyone was 16 with the exception of Toxsa). This time was different.

Beag and his army were perfectly content on the cliffs. In fact, Beag had literally nothing for them to do.

"Must be a glitch," Valorn suggested with a shrug.

"That can't be true," Bravenwolf insisted. "Our Bricks always glow for some reason!"

"Yeah, but…"

"Beag," Lydendor interrupted. "Is there anywhere on Quarton we haven't been to?"

"Hmm," Beag hummed. "There is the Desert of Core Dust."

"Desert of Core Dust?" Valorn echoed.

"Sounds mythical enough," Tributon chimed in. "Let's go."

And off they went.

The coarse wind howled across the desert. Sand stole another spot. It was difficult to see there through the thick veil.

"I can't see my hand in front of my face!" Tributon complained, waving his lego-hand in front of him.

"This is like the time in Doomsploder X where-"

Tributon interrupted Valorn. "Yeah, yeah. Doomsploder, Doomsploder."

The green Robot growled.

"Will you guys knock it off?" Lydendor said sharply.

They shut themselves up.

The wind started pushing them back. Tributon, being the most aerodynamic in design, got thrusted head-first into a large sand-dune.

"What was that for?!" he demanded. The only thing visible of him were his wiggling feet.

"It's getting rough out here, guys," Bravenwolf stated. "Lydendor, use your chain and help Tributon out. Valorn, you're the sturdiest. You go in front of me and block the wind."

"Roger!" Lydendor agreed.

Valorn got into position.

The Knights trudged through the sands of the desert. With every step, the sand below their feet seemed to get thicker and thicker. The harsh winds whipped their metal mercilessly. Something, however, compelled Bravenwolf to keep going. As their leader, the other Knights couldn't muster to complain.

Eventually, the cruelty of the desert ceased. The winds were gentle, and the sand was soft.

"Woah, look!" Tributon shouted.

Bravenwolf turned, as did the rest of the Knights. They saw a swirling vortex of sand surrounding them. Bravenwolf felt as if he were in the middle of the whirlpool. However, one things the Knights had learned time and time again was:

If magical things happened, it was for a reason.

They treaded the soft area cautiously.

"Keep your eyes open," Bravenwolf instructed in a whisper.

In the center of the vortex, things felt different. Everything was ominously quiet.

Valorn expected a giant monster to appear.

Lydendor prepared for a stray Warbeast.

Tributon braced for the ground to swallow them.

And Bravenwolf kept his mind clear.

Clang!

"The heck?! I stubbed by foot on something!" Tributon looked down at his feet. There was something white.

The Knights rushed over.

"Maybe it's another Dragon Cube or something?" Valorn suggested.

"Let's be careful digging it out," Lydendor suggested.

They nodded in agreement and began uncovering the thing.

"Mmmmngh….."

Valorn shrieked and scrambled backward. Tributon froze for a moment before he helped the rest of his friends dig the thing out.

It was a white Robot with an intricate design. It had the pointed face of Tributon, but the points were an icy shade of blue; it had Venetta's eye shape, but almost a light-pink color. The body of the bot was white, and its chest-plate featured pink, light blue, yellow, light green, light purple, and silver. The design of the plate, however, was a diamond. The Robot seemed severely damaged. Its eyes weren't illuminating, which meant they were unconscious.

"Do you think they're part of Beag's crew?" Valorn asked, voice faint from shock.

"No, they don't look like they're part of any army we've fought," Lydendor responded.

"Yeah, all of the soldiers look the same," Tributon added.

Pause.

"Which means they may be from Earth!" he added slowly.

"Wouldn't Mr. White know, though?" Valorn argued.

"Not necessarily," Lydendor defended. "We didn't know about Gen or Beni because they used a different portal. They could have, too."

"Hey," Bravenwolf spoke up. "Let's just take them back to Earth. If they're not from there, it won't work. If they are, then it'll be a smooth trip. But… we have to hurry."

Bravenwolf turned their attention to the Robot's sparking back.

"Crap," Tributon said under his breath.