The factory was a scary place. The Leichttraktor had just woken up, and the very first emotion that she had felt was confusion. All around her there was noise, a big machine working as if it had a life of its own. She felt cold shivers run through her chassis and tried to find her way out. No one else seemed to be here, but when she finally found an exit, she was taken aback by the outside world that presented itself to her. Burnt down and crumbled buildings framed the scenery on one side, wide open planes the other one. The sky was of a grey-ish blue color, and there were no clouds. It looked…bleak. She didn't know what else to do, and she felt lonely and lost, but also didn't dare to venture any further into this strange and alien world. Therefore, she stayed where she was, half hiding behind the factory's open doors. Was no one here? Did she even want to be found? She had no other choice than to wait and see what would happen.

A churning feeling of emptiness in her fuel tanks had eventually driven her to go out and explore this place. A bunch of birds fleeing from her startled her so much that she fired her cannon at them, then marveled at her own deed. She hadn't been aware that she could do that. Looking at a broken window that she had just destroyed by accident, she felt a bit more confident now. If she found something scary, she would do this again.

She started following a path of sorts, the only kind of reference point she could see in this dry wasteland. Her treads kicked up dust as she advanced until she could see smoke in the distance.

Her curiosity won against her anxiousness and as she got closer, she started recognizing shapes that seemed to have gathered around a campfire of sorts. So there were others like her? All of them were Leichttraktors as well. She felt a bit of excitement as she saw them turn around until all of them were looking at her. Maybe they could help her and explain to her what she was doing here? They watched her approach, and as she reached the group, one of them drove over to her. Something told her that he was their leader. Before she could say anything, the other tank started speaking.

"What's your name?" he asked her and the little Leichttraktor looked to the ground.
"I don't know" she replied. He nodded briefly and gestured at the other Leichttraktors that were standing behind him and looking at her curiously. "You're the fifteenth tank, so we will call you Fifteen for now. I'm One, the commander, and I'll introduce you to the others later." He turned back to her.
"What class do you want to be?" he continued with another question. Again she didn't know the answer, but felt pressured to say something.
"I…want to be a light" she said quietly. It was the only class she actually knew.
"Alright, you will stay with us" the commander eventually said after thinking about it for a moment. "From now on I'm your commander. You will learn how to fight and how to kill. You must be loyal and never run away or hurt a team mate. Do you understand?"
Despite having never heard these terms before, she intuitively knew what they meant and quickly nodded. "Understood, commander."