There is noise all around as explosions and shouting can be heard from every direction. Despite the strong sense of grey, the area is awash with colour.

A human boy stands in the middle of all this, dressed in blue. His clothes are torn and smeared in blood, not just his own. Staring ahead of him, he tightens the grip on his weapon, a large overly colourful but powerful hammer. He regards the one in front of him. She was much taller than him, wild and long hair sweeping behind her with a pair of long orange and yellow horns rising out of their raven-coloured nest. She holds a double ended trident loosely in one hand, shifting her weight, her pink trimmed black cat suit catching some light and shimmering at the young boy before her.

Frowning, the dark haired boy readies his stance, prepared to charge her.

"You know, we don't have to do this. You can just... You know, stop trying to take over our planet and be like nice instead."

"Do not think you can tell me what to do, human. The thought of you all under my control just makes me shiver with glubbing joy."

The tall grey-skinned woman's voice is filled with a cold pleasure, it makes the boy uneasy, however he is resolved in the plan his friends had thought up. Calling up the wind he lifts himself off the ground slightly, raising the hammer as he hurtles towards the woman.

"Zillihoo stri-"

"Life's hold!"

The boys eyes widen.