It had been two years since the Almbic incident. Spire had spent all that time searching the galaxy for any clue, every hint of any remains of his long lost race. He was just about to give up the chase when a mysterious message appeared one day and told him the whereabouts of the Diamont. Spire knew it was to good too be true, too convenient for someone just tell him of some random planet at the edge of the galaxy filled with his kind. He also knew what the consequences could be just following mysterious directions. But Spire was desperate. He would try anything just about now, anything to learn what happened to his race.
A floating head appeared on Spire's Holographic display. "Hunter Spire, I will give you one and only one warning: leave this sector before get yourself killed!"
"Are you threatening me little bug?" Spire asked bemused.
Trace looked annoyed, "It's not me you should fear. You are going right through Kriken territory."
"So, I've defeated you plenty of times. How bad could two or three of you be?"
"Try hundreds of me."
"I'll be fine," at this Spire cut off the communication.
Spire was just about to enter orbit around the planet where his race supposedly was when another call came.
"Yes."
Another floating head just like traces only this one was blue with a green eye appeared on the display, "Outsider, you are illegally passing through Kriken territory."
"Yeah, about that, its like you said, I'm just passing so if you'll let go now I'd appreciate it."
"If you don't register I will be forced to attack you, and trust me you don't want to square off against me." There was a very menacing tone in his voice that sent chills all through Spire.
"Look I've fought your friend Trace and trust me, you guys aren't as bad as you think you are!"
The Kriken looked completely taken aback. Good, I showed him, thought Spire.
"Oh, in that case, you can be on your way, Sorry to have bothered you."
"Hmm," Spire was about to turn off his display.
"And outsider."
"Yeah…"
"Thank you." It was the way the Kriken said it. Spire knew something was terribly wrong, but like with everything else he pushed it too the back of his mind and concentrated on finally finding something of his race.