Prologue

Old Xylvania:200 Years ago,1528 hours;Solar Empire foward HQ

Back when Xylvania was ruled by the Iron Legion,doom was at hand for the world.

Only one nation stood against them:the Solar Empire.Currently,empress Qa-Len and

Commander Ca-won were observing their amassed forces.

"25 heavy tanks,36 light tanks,15 recons,1,500 Rifle Grunts...we haven't a chance..."

Said Ca-won.

"This is all we can muster.It will have to suceed..."

Said Qa-Len.

Between the Solar Empire and Lord Ferrok's Iron Tower stood thousands of

Iron Legion troops.The odds were badly stacked against them.But they were to know

victory on this day.Against all odds,one brave Grunt would make it to the Iron Tower with the

Staff of Qa-len and save the day.Ca-wong gave the order to press the attack.

The Iron Legion fought back vigoriously.But then,disaster struck.

The strike battalion carrying the Staff was bombed into oblivion.But a single

Grunt picked up the staff and trudged on.He fought through heavy tanks,gunships,and even a

battlestation!He planted the Staff atop the Iron Tower.In a glorious beam of light,the Iron Tower

was obliterated.Lord Ferrok perished in the resulting blast,along with the rest of the Legion,his dying words being:

"No! The Legion cannot be undone!"

Thus,the Iron Legion was undone.

But now,200 years later,the world is once again at...WAR!!

Fanfool:yes,yes,I know.Bits and pieces are not exactly cannon.Grow up.There's the hill,get over it.

(Lord Ferrok pops up in a plot hole)

Lord Ferrok:What about...

Fanfool(Pulls out a frying pan and starts hitting LF over the head with it):Get out,pot-for-a-head! Out,out,out,out,out!!