AN: This story is rated M for blood, violence, gore, character death and other disturbing scenes. Please use discretion when reading.

Disclaimer: I do not own Keroro Gunso, it's characters or it's story line, I merely am writing as a fan of the series.

Cover picture will change with each chapter update. Please enjoy.

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The whole thing progressed quickly, far too quickly. In it's entirety, the chaos lasted for a day and suddenly their whole world was turned upside down. And Keroro was left wondering how this could have possibly happened as he and, he assumed, his platoon were driven to an unknown location.

He didn't know where he was, but he at least knew he was in some sort of vehicle. His surroundings were completely dark, but he could feel the unmistakable shifting and bumping of movement, and the rumble of an engine. His bones ached with every jolt, and it took him a bit to realize he was lying down as well.

Coughing, he tried to move but found that his wrists were bound behind him, he wiggled his way to a sitting position to lean himself against the wall of his confines. Breathing heavily as panic set in, he tried to assess where he was. Where were his platoon mates, were they here with him? He couldn't hear anyone, let alone see. It took him a moment to realize how small his prison was, but it became clear when he knocked his head on the top of it. Was he in a box? Whatever it was, he was freezing, and it had to be made of metal judging by the unmistakable clang of his bonds bumping against it.

He sighed, and realized he wasn't going to get answers right now, so he waited.

The ride seemed to last forever, though it was probably only twenty minutes before the vehicle reached it's destination. Keroro grunted a bit as his head smacked the top of the box again from the sudden stop and then he was blinded momentarily by light before he felt himself tumbling through the air and hitting the ground. He yelped as he landed, tumbling on rough dirt and rock and skinning his knees as he desperately tried to catch himself in the fall, though it failed.

He blinked a bit as his eyes adjusted to the light, fuzzy images entered his vision, and he saw members of his platoon being dragged away unconscious out of his sight. He weakly protested when a pair of hands grabbed him to drag him away as well.

"No! Leave him alone!" The hands were knocked from his arms and he sunk back to his knees, but with some relief. That voice, he knew that voice.

"Gunsou?" A figure knelt beside him, concern in their voice.

"F-fuyuki?" He asked, looking up, seeing the face of his friend.

The enemy went to grab him too, and suddenly a spark of adrenaline hit him, seeing his friend alive and conscious. He was able to push off the ground, arms slipping under his legs, he pounced on the unknown alien, cuffed arms around his neck as he proceeded to threaten to strangle.

The aliens companion turned around to shoot him, but Keroro had moved quick enough that the one he had attacked was shot instead. He let the other fall to the ground before he went after the other, who's gun had jammed and kicked it into his face. It misfired at that time, and the other enemy slumped to the ground.

Keroro turned to Fuyuki and ran to him, he'd never been so happy to see the Pekoponian and Fuyuki, who'd removed his own cuffs with the fallen alien's keys, hugged him tightly.

"What's happening, gunsou? This wasn't you right?" He asked through tears.

"No, no this isn't me-or my platoon, Fuyuki...they must have known that we were here though..." The frog replied, he was just as lost and confused.

Fuyuki helped him remove his cuffs and they ran down the hall opposite of the yells they heard, no doubt more of the invading race that had heard the gun shots and were now pursuing them.

"Where are the others? We have to save them." Keroro insisted, looking around at the unfamiliar surroundings. He didn't even know where to start, or how to help them. And he'd been stupid, leaving the guns behind on the bodies.

Fuyuki hadn't though, and he had one with him now. And for awhile, it looked as if they might succeed escaping, however they were quickly overwhelmed. Keroro was bewildered, how had they invaded with such a large number so quickly?

How was this all possible?

"Well, as admirable as your efforts to resist were, it was a sorely bad idea." Keroro blinked a bit, looking up at the captain of this particular squad. They had been brought to him to have their fates decided. Keroro had tuned out most of what he said, but was focusing a little more. He didn't recognize this race, who were they? There were treaties accross alien races, invading was left to a single race usually...so they must be a rogue kind.

"However," He continued, "You can rest easy in knowing you'll have a swift execution, you'll be the example to this planet of what happens to those who resist, so take comfort in knowing you'll die nobally. You're friends wont be so lucky-"

He cut off at the sound of a terrible scream, Fuyuki looked toward the door immediately,
"Natsumi!" He felt a sob in his throat.

"Your companions will be tortured for information and intelligence on this planet. They are also examples, we don't want any resistance, and we do not handle it well...in fact, we have brought your brightest mind to give us aid in-ah, here he is."

Keroro looked as they dragged in a defeated looking and familiar yellow Keronian, "He's agreed to talk to you." one of the soldiers stated as they dropped him to the ground.

"...Kululu..." Keroro watched his fellow soldier as he tiredly pushed himself to stand.

"So you're called Kululu, well, Kululu, what do you have to say to me." The captain demanded.

The yellow keronian was silent for several long moments, but his shoulders started shaking lightly, and a sound came from him so unmistakable that Keroro felt his spirits lift, he wasn't down yet.

"kukukuku...kuku...kukukukuku"

The captain raised a brow, "What is this? Some kind of joke."

Kululu looked up at him, "Yes, and the jokes on you." He said, pulling out the Kero-ball, which he'd somehow kept hidden, nobody asked how Kululu did things, he just did.

He pressed a button, alarms went off around the building, and before the others could tackle him he tossed it to Keroro, it's abilities allowing their bonds to be cut loose. Keroro caught it looking to him with shock on his face.

"Run now-ta-" And he was knocked out.

Keroro didn't waste another second, grabbing Fuyuki in the chaos, he used the Kero-ball to open a dimensional portal and they escaped to somewhere just outside.

Then, the building exploded.