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Its no use! We ve got to stop the battle! We can t win! Aki cried.
Everyone! Retreat! Get out of here right now! He began shouting to everyone.
The humans were at war with the alien androids. It had been a forever lasting war, it had raged for 150 years at least, and the humans weren t winning. The androids had come from their home planet (similar to a Borg Cube) because it was being torn apart by evil. So they arrived on Earth to destroy them for destroying their home planet. (Earth being evil.)
The alien androids all looked human. They were tall with long fingers, pale skin black hair and green eyes. But behind the human exterior was a cold twisted machine mind of metal, lights and clockwork. And were hell-bent on destruction.
The humans had built machines they rode in, large 8-legged cart kinda things. They could fit 10 max. The machines, known as constructs, were fitted with a large gun like a machine gun. But they were slow moving and weak, easily taken down. And there weren t many seens they took so long to design.
Anyway
Tsuzuki! What are you doing! We have to get out of here! Aki cried to his twin brother. I can t! Aki cried. What about all the injured?! Leave them where they lie! Its them or all of us! Aki cried.
Lets go! He cried, grabbing his brother around the waist. Let go off me! Please understand Tsuzuki...they never had a chance. If you take them they ll just be in more pain. Go to your machine and run for your life! There is no shame in defeat Tsuzuki-kun. Aki said.
Your right . Tsuzuki said almost inaudibly. He turned on his torn heel and ran for his machine. He jumped in and powered up. 13 people were crammed into his construct. He opened the front hatch, and worked the controls. The machine rose clumsily to life. On the way past people called out to him. Don t leave me Save me I have a family I cant lose them
I-I m sorry...I cant fit anymore in Forgive me Tsuzuki said to a solider who had had his stomach torn open. Its ok I ll die anyway Please finish it he asked with a smile, passing Tsuzuki a knife. I'm sorry. Tsuzuki turned and walked away.
Tears poured down his face at the look of terror and despair upon the soldiers visage. It was of horror and sorrow, and Tsuzuki would take it to his grave.
OWARI.