Crash Landing
A week had passed since a the fight with with Talon, and no other kind of attack on Smallville had taken place. So Clark thought it was safe to assume that the Queen had heeded his warning about trying to attack the town again. But what confused Clark is as to why she would do something like that in the first place.
Smallville is a nice town, he honestly couldn't think of a single reason to hate it. People were nice, the whole town was welcoming, hell it may be the nicest place just outside of the Kingdom of Vale. Clark just couldn't wrap his head around it, who knows maybe she was just one of the crazies from the city?
Clark put those thoughts aside, going back to focusing on the task at hand for himself, giving the stairs to the barn. Lining up the nail against the wood outside the step, he simply pushed it inside with his thumb. Climbing down the ladder, he moved to the next one and repeated the process, "It's better than a nail gun." Clark said, his father working on on the lower steps let out a dry laugh.
The nail gun had decided to stop working for some reason so that left the two males to work with their tools. Or in Clark's case his bare hands. "I still think it's just out of juice." he stated as he hammered away at the metal nail into the side of the step.
"Well, either way this is just as good. You always say honest work makes a honest man." Clark said, recalling Jonathan's own words to him. He had told Clark that the first day Clark started to get chores to do around the house, and he took it to heart. That had to have been about nine years ago, and honestly he had never tired from it.
Pushing another nail into the wood, Clark climbed down the latter and knelt down to the toolbox, "So what's next after this?" Clark asked, "Cows are milked, we fixed the sink, and we got the back door to stop squeaking finally." he said, trying to think of what they needed to get done next.
Jonathan finished hammering the last nail in, it'd been a busy day, and the sun was starting to set on the horizon. "I think that's all we had to do today." he said, not being able to think of anything else that they need to do.
Clark shrugged, putting away the tools and nails, the father and son exited the barn and walked towards the house. Clark would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy the peace and quiet, after finding out his real name his parents were both thrilled that he finally had found something out about himself.
Of course he still preferred to be called Clark Kent above all else, besides if they start calling him Kal-El then people are gonna ask some questions.
Entering the house, the two sat down in their chair, Jonathan slouching forward someone. "Honey sit upright." Martha said, peeking into the dining room, making Jonathan let out a 'humph' before sitting up straight. "Thank you dear." Martha said before bringing in dinner.
Setting the ham down on the table, the three family members dug in. As they ate, they talked about their day, the word around town, and thoughts on whatever came up. "Really? Atlas?" Clark asked in surprise.
"Yep, last place I would go if there was no other choice." Jonathan answered honestly. The three had gotten into a small debate, if the worst came to worst and they had to leave the town, where would the last place they'd go to?
"Ok, why?" Clark asked, curious for his father's reasoning.
Jonathan took a quick drink of water, "Son, I went there for military training, and trust me when I say the city was hell compared to the army camps." he said honestly. "City wide curfew, tickets for loitering in a place for more than ten minutes, it's just has too much control." he explained, thinking back to his time there.
Clark gulped, he didn't want to even imagine what it would be like if he was raised there instead of Smallville. "I'd be the same, but mainly because of the weather there. It's always snowing." Clark pointed out. "At least here we get seasonal changes."
Martha nodded in agreement, "Plus we're farmers. We can't farm in snow." she added, the other two nodding in agreement. As the three finished eating, Clark glanced at the refrigerator, his mother had baked some apple pie yesterday and there were some leftovers.
And his mom made amazing pie.
As telling as it was to super speed over, hide it up in his room and warm it back up with his heat vision. But he couldn't, one his mom would give him a scolding that would make him feel real guilty. Clark would rather wait to eat then sit through that.
But as soon as the he heard a loud 'boom' with his hearing, he had a feeling he wouldn't get to have dessert anytime soon. "Did you guys hear that?" he asked his parents. Martha and Jonathan shook their heads as Clark listened for the source of the noise.
"What is it Clark?" Martha asked curiously.
The young man could hear the sound, and from the way it sounded it came to him as though it was falling. Right above them? Looking up at the ceiling with his supervision, he looked through the roof to see something looking like a meteor. Zooming in on the object with his vision, his eyes widened when he saw what it was.
Running out the door and out to the field, he turned on a heel, the object was on course for the barn. "Oh man I hope I don't trash the barn with this." he said before sprinting at full speed back towards home as the meteor came down towards the barn. "If this goes south I'm gonna have to rebuild the entire damn barn."
Jumping up onto the barn, he used it as a launching off point and jumped right at the meteor at full strength. He clung onto the object that had been knocked upwards from his jump, skewing it off course and into the the farther back fields. Releasing it before crashing into the ground, Clark rolled over the soil to a stop.
When the ship hit the ground, dirt exploded up all around the point of impact. Sitting up from the ground, Clark patted the dirt off him, "Ok so that worked thankfully." he said with relief that his actions paid off in the end. Standing up he walked towards the crater slowly, coming to the edge, he looked down at the object and gulped.
The 'meteor' was actually in fact a metal, pod shaped object about seven feet long and five feet long that was oval shaped. Similar to the one that had brought him to Remnant, but with a glass top that was fogged up. "Are. You. Goddamn. JOKING!?" he yelled out in pure and utter shock.
Wired werewolf looking Grimm? He can handle that. Pyromaniacs? Sure, no problem. Grown man who can turn parts of his body into dust? Why not? But aliens? Other than himself this was the first time he ever came into contact anything not from Remnant. As the glass top to the ship slowly opened, fog leaked out of the ship before a blur tackled Clark to the ground.
Clark was about to try and get whatever the thing was off him when he felt something wet drag across his face. "Ew! Gah! Stop! Please stop! Hehehe, ok seriously stop! Hahaha!" Clark laughed, the feeling actually starting to tickle him. Pushing the large mass off him as gently as he could, he felt fur between his fingers.
Wiping his face dry, he looked up at the alien. Clark's jaw nearly dropped, "Woah." he whispered in awe.
"ARF!"
The creature in front of him stood on four legs, it's large body was completely covered with fur. It's tail wagged excitedly at the sight of Clark, his tongue hanging out and panting heavily. It was a dog, it was a very big, and…..the thing looked kinda like a mix between a dog and a wolf. A red collar hung around the canine's neck, and in front the golden tag had the same symbol that he saw.
"That S." Clark muttered, reaching out and touching the collar with one hand as he ran his hand up and down the dog's neck with his other, calming the dog to a degree but he was still excited. "You…..you're from where I'm from." he said in realization.
Flipping the collar around, he could make out the letters in his home language. "Krypto." he said, causing the dog to happily bark, Clark got up onto his feet. Krypto came up to about Clark's thigh high twice, but was long enough to come up his chest on his hind legs.
Clark was smiling, almost as much as his new friend was. "Clark! What was that?" the pair turned towards the house where both Martha and Jonathan were trying to catch up to their son. Krypto hopped in front of Clark, his one ear tilting forward as he looked back at Clark, almost asking who they were. "It's ok boy. Their my mom and dad." she explained, "Oh god. I'm talking to a dog. I need a social life." he muttered.
Krypto sat down on his hind legs, as Jonathan and Martha caught up, John looked at the dog surprised, "Clark where on earth did that-" he started before he noticed the crater behind Clark. "...son…..did he."
"Yep." he answered as Krypto approached his parents, sniffing them over he grinned openly as he looked up at the pair. "Mom, dad. Meet Krypto. Krypto, mom and dad." he introduced, Jonathan cautiously lowering his hand, Krypto leaned up into the hand, Jonathan smiled as he scratched the dog on the head.
Martha smiled, kneeling down she petted Krypto, stroking her hand through his white hair. "Well he seems friendly. But I think he's a few years behind you." she commented, the dog letting out a yawn before turning back and walking over to Clark as he inspected the craft with his X-ray vision.
He had done the same thing with his own ship once when he had gotten bored but found nothing of real value. Krypto's shop seemed to be designed almost exactly like his own, but less sophisticated internal wise. "Hmm…..well his engine is different from mine. Maybe mine got me here faster?" he suggested before catching some more writing on the rim of the glass hatch.
"Let it be known that this craft carries Krypto, the hound of the house of…..El?" Clark said confused. So by that logic Kal was his first name and El was a family name, "This craft is but a prototype, should this be found, please return it to, just a bunch of numbers, and to the House of El." he read out loud before looking at Krypto.
"Huh. Guess you were a test dummy buddy." Clark said, the hound letting out a bark of agreement. "Wait a sec, if he's from where I'm from…." Clark started. Bending down he picked up a broken twig, stepping out of the crater, he wound his arm back. "Fetch!" he yelled, throwing the stick miles away.
"Clark! Why would you-" Martha started before Krypto shot off like a bullet in a blur of white. "...oh." she said, the dog returning a few seconds later with the same stick.
Clark gave his mom and dad a look, "So…..what do we do?" he asked.
Jonathan had a thoughtful look on his face, he stayed silent for a few minutes before speaking. "Well I always wanted a dog." he said, making Clark break out into a grin, Martha smiling a little as well.
"Come on Krypto race ya!" Clark said before running off with Krypto right behind, Leaving Jonathan and Martha smiling. The parents watched the two disappear into the barn and then into the house.
"So what do we do about that?" Martha asked, looking back at the pod that carried Krypto to Remnant. They couldn't exactly just leave it out in the open, or bury it for that matter.
"Eh. I'll have Clark take care of it. Remember how long it took me to get the ship into the barn?" he asked, thinking back to how much of a struggle it was to lower the sleek ship into the sub basement below the barn.
(000)
"Ok boy here you go." Clark said, dumping the kibble from the dog food bag into the newly purchased bowl. Krypto ate the hood happily in the kitchen as Clark went to the table and got himself something to eat as well. He had woken up at the crack of dawn to get all the necessary supplies for caring for a dog.
He'd come back in time to find Krypto relieving himself on the corn solo beside the back of the barn. Honest Clark didn't blame him, he had to have traveled over a billion miles with no bathroom breaks, poor dog.
"So you think this is some sort of seal?" Jonathan asked, holding up the golden tag that was from Krypto's collar. After explains that he saw it after learning his language, as well as finding that same symbol on Krypto they were convinced that it was related to Clark somehow.
"I keep thinking its a 'S' but the closest thing to a letter in my language is a sideways 'i'." Clark started before taking a drink of orange juice, "Plus it was on Krypto. And the ship's writing mentioned the 'House of El'. Kal-El sounds related at least." he pointed out.
Krypto walked over beside Clark, looking up at the young man expectantly he petted the dog before going back to eating. "Look that's not important though, what is important is that I get Krypto here acclimated to being a normal dog." he said, scratching the dog's chin affectionately.
"I agree with you there, we can't have him shooting heat vision out his eyes whenever he sees a bird." Jonathan said, Krypto let out a small whine, "Aw I don't mean anything by it boy, Clark here-wait does he understand me?" he asked, Krypto let out a happy bark.
"Yeah I'm guessing dogs are super smart where I'm from." Clark said with a shrug as he finished his plate and stood to wash them. As he ran water over the plate, Krypto's head snapped towards the door, "What's up boy?" Clark asked, noticing the canine's ears twitch outward, Clark listened closely.
'I miss Bumblebee.' Clark raised a eyebrow at the sound of Yang talking. Judging the distance he estimated that they were actually in Smallville. Krypto must be able to hear even better than he can, but he's handling it much better than Clark did when he first gained the power.
'Well you should have thought about that before you decided to go AWOL for a day.' A more gruff voice said, Clark instantly recognized the voice as Qrow, Ruby and Yang's uncle. Or as they preferred, their 'drunkle'.
Clark liked Qrow, he was a good guy. But the guy could chug a brewery, Clark didn't hold against him though, but from the way Yang and Ruby talked about him, it sounded like they never met him sober. Which honestly made him worry that he was gonna die from a hangover…...if that's possible.
Krypto walked towards the front door, just as he was about to scratch the door, Clark sped over and opened the door. He learned the hard way that Krypto scratching the door can be a bad thing, the old door to his room was now a pile of woodchips and ashes from Krypto's stacking and his heat vision.
The new one looked exactly the same…..pretty much.
"I'm gonna play with Krypto guys. Oh! And Yang, Ruby, and Qrow are on their way for some reason." he called out before closing the door behind him, finding his new friend waiting in the front drive, his tail wagging playfully.
As far as normal behavior was going for Krypto, as long as he didn't run at super speed the dog would do the same. But he had work to do still, "Ok boy, let's work on your strength." Clark said as he walked with the canine through the barn, grabbing a spare piece of plywood, tossing it out into the field, Krypto went after it and began taking literal bites out of it no problem.
Clark swallowed loudly, "Ok. So toys are out of the question." he muttered, he hasn't found anything in Krypto's ship that resembled something to play with that wouldn't completely break with a simple bite. "Wait…" he muttered. Going back into the barn he opened the closet near the doors and took out a jar of nails they kept for spares.
Heat fired from his eyes, melting the metal nails into a mass of almost dough like metal. Shaping it into a long line, he cooked it back down with his attic breath. "Well it's as good as I can come up with in five minutes." he said before returning to Krypto, who was currently moving the splintered wood around with his paw. "Here bud try this." he said, handing the metal to Krypto.
The alien dog carefully took it from his master with his mouth. Gnawing on it, he laid down on the ground and began to chew into it like a bone. "There you go Krypto." Clark said happily, scratching the down between the ears and making him let out a pleasing sound.
Clark stood and took a look back at the barn floor, Krypto's ship had been smaller than his, so he managed to fit it down there as well, though it was a tight squeeze to be honest. As Krypto chewed leisurely on the makeshift toy, Clark could hear footsteps on the road leading to the farm. "Must be Yang and them. Oh crap it's Yang and them!" he said in realization before looking at his dog.
"Oh yeah how am I gonna explain the six foot long two hundred pound space dog again? Oh right, I didn't think of one." he groaned out as he facepalmed. The first thing he should have done is thought of a story, "Ok, ok, I'll just say we found him a few days ago." he said, it was reasonable, he could pull it off.
What he was worried about is that Krypto…..he was huge! Not in a fat dog kind of way, but he looked like dog and wolf mix, and they're big, not to mention scary looking if you get them to bare their teeth. "Ok bud, I'm gonna go meet some friends right now but I'm gonna bring them to you, got it?"
Krypto kept biting into the metal, letting out a playful growl, completely ignoring Clark.
Realizing that he needed to go, the young man exited the barn and made his way down the driveway where he saw the three visitors. "Hey! What's with the convict?" Clark called over, making Yang stick her tongue out at him.
Her uncle stood about a foot above Yang, his black hair begin to grey at the sides, it was messily combed back with a few strands over his forehead. Qrow's eyes looked like Yang's when she got mad, red but the pupil still black. He wore a grey dress shirt with the first few top buttons undone and the sleeves rolled up. He also had a worn cape on his shoulders with a few snares and holes in it with the end tattered,
His weapon was strapped across the back of his waist like Ruby, Clark had seen the sword form of the weapon but Ruby always praised him on his he was a master scythe weirder like herself, but he'd never seen it. Or rather he'd never been in a situation when he needed to use it.
"The warden gave her some time off for good behavior." Yang's uncle answered, causing Clark to look at him ridiculously. The man shrugged, "Well kinda, you see-"
"I got into Beacon!" Yang cheered loudly, interrupting her uncle and causing Clark to smile. She had been planning on attending get beacon, but getting in officially was something to celebrate.
Clark moved in and wrapped her up in a hug, "That's great! Yang I'm so proud of you." he praised before blushing and letting her go. Yang had often told stories of what her father, Taiyang Xiao Long, would do to guys who hit on her in public places. And her uncle being right there wasn't exactly comforting with that fact.
"I know! Oh I can't wait to join up. Although I do wish I could be with Yang." Ruby admitted, rubbing her arm shyly at the admition. Qrow Ruffles her hair as Yang clasped her hands together.
"Awwww! That's so cute! Come here Rubes!" Yang said, closing in on her sister to hug her. Ruby tried to get away but she was too late, getting wrapped up in her sister's bear hug and squeezing her tightly.
"Gah! Yang…...can't….breathe!" Ruby squeaked out as Yang only tightened her grasp on her sister. Qrow and Clark gave each other a look of empathy, as much as he cared for the sisters he never wanted to get between them when Yang is like that.
"Woof!"
Everyone froze as Clark's eyes widened, snapping his head to the left to see Krypto standing beside his master. Tilting his head to the side in confusion at the sight of the strangers. Clark facepalmed, "Crap."
The silence lasted a minute. "OH MY GOD YOU GOT A DOGGY!" Ruby squealed before appearing beside the dog in a flurry of rose petals at the dog's level. Krypto looked at the young girl before leaning in and sniffing her over and kicking her on her face. "Daaawww he's so cute! Isn't that right? Who's a good doggie? Who's a good doggie?" she coddled as she scratched Krypto behind his ear.
Qrow shook himself out of shock, "Holy-where on Remnant did you find this one?" he asked, noticing how large the dog was as Yang joined in with Ruby.
"Who cares? Look at this face, look at this guy, he's so cute!" Yang cooed as she hugged the dog's neck. "What's his name?" she asked as Krypto panted happily from the attention.
Clark smiled, "His name's Krypto. We found him a few days ago and we decided to take him in." he explained before Krypto took an interest in the older man, walking over he sniffed the man over, only smelling alcohol on him for the most part instead of the scent of another dog like on the other girls.
Yang gave him a look, "Krypto? That's…..unique." she stated.
"Coming from the girl who has a dog named Zwei?" he counted as Ruby continued to coddle the alien canine. Zwei was now the second most amazing dog he'd met besides Krypto, for one the little corgi could somehow fight grim. Not to mention that somehow, through some inconceivable way, he had been taught to use a can opener on dog food.
Krypto may have some competition. "Seriously he's so big! I didn't know dogs got this big!" Ruby said, running a hand down Krypto's back to the base of his tail. Clark was a little nervous, last thing he wanted was for Krypto to accidentally hurt someone without knowing it.
"I think he may be part wolf." Clark said, patting his side. Krypto took the gesture as a signal to follow, "Come on, let's get you guys settled in and then we can talk some more." he said, Krypto walking beside him as he led the three back to his house.
(000)
"Nooooooo!" Ruby wailed before falling forward onto the floor. "My soldiers! Why?" she squealed out. Her, Yang, Clark, and her Uncle Qrow were all in the living room of Kent house, Remnent the game was sprawled out on the ground between them all, and Qrow had just wiped out one her last battalions.
"Sorry squirt. But next time you try a sneak attack me, try not to announce it." Qrow said with a smirk as he took Ruby's Minstrel forces. He himself had Atlas, ironically, Yang had Vacuo, and Clark had Vale. "That and your game needs work." Qrow added, making Ruby let out a whine that made Krypto walk beside her and lick the back of the girl's head.
And Now it was down to Yang and her uncle. The blonde was surprisingly good at this kind of board game, though it just made Ruby and Clark want to beat her more every time they played.
Walking over behind Clark, the young man laid himself back into Krypto, the dog curled around his master, resting his head on Clark's chest. "I gotta say kid, you got him trained pretty well." Qrow said.
Clark smiled as he scratched his dog on his head, "Krypto's just really well behaved. Besides look at him, he's just a big furball." Clark said, Krypto letting out a yawn at the mention of his name.
"Gotta say though, with everything that's happened around here, it's a good idea getting a dog." the man said, pulling out his flask and taking a quick sip of it.
Ruby and Yang looked at each other questionably before looking at their uncle, "What do you mean?" Ruby asked curiously. Clark pulled on the collar of his shirt, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable with the way this conversation is heading
"Well there was that pyromaniac a weeks ago, then that one guy who went around ribbing dust shops, saying he fought someone who shot Lasers out of his eyes." Qrow said, making Yamg do a double take as Clark gulped.
"What!? And when were you going to tell us this?" she asked Clark. The young man scratched the back of his head, honestly between getting the new powers and the whole Queen thing, he didn't have time to talk to them.
Krypto lifted his head looked between the blonde and his master. "Yeah that's in Smallville, I'm in my own little home here." he explained poorly, Krypto rolled his eyes before plopping his head back down. He was starting to think his master may be a little stupid.
Yang sighed, "Look Clark, I just want you to be safe." she said, making Clark smile. "You're just too fragile." she added, ruffling Clark's hair. The young man smiled to himself, somewhat flattered that Yang cared for him to that degree.
"Awww, isn't that sweet?" Qrow asked, making Yang's face flush red with a mixture of anger and embarrassment while Ruby laughed at her sister.
Yang put down a card, "There, your fourth battalion is now a graveyard." she said dryly, making her uncle chuckle. Clark affects knew Yang as the kind of person who didn't let things get to her as easy as it would anyone else. She had gotten comments on how the way she dresses and looks, but Yang was a proud young woman, she didn't mind how others viewed her, only her friends and family.
"Oh no. My tin cans, whatever will I do with them now? Oh, I know, I'll recycle them." Qrow said sarcastically, making the three young adults, or in Ruby's case little girl. "You're getting pretty good there little dragon." Qrow said, giving Yang a slug to her arm. "Now if you three will excuse me, I got some grown up stuff to do." he said as he got up from the ground.
"'Kay." Ruby said, helping her sister and Clark put the board away. As they cleaned up, Qrow exited the house and made his way out to the barn with his hands in his pockets, as much as he'd like to say it, he wasn't here for relaxing.
Over the course of the past few months or so, there had been strange stories about war had been going on in Smallville. And Ozpin wanted him to know what was going on in Vale's backyard, Smallville was one of the most safest settlements outside the Kingdom of Vale.
It's why Qrow liked the place, it was one of those rare places where there's nothing going on underneath. One where it's all at face value and nothing more. Qrow's shoe hit something, looking down, he titled his head to the side curiously, kneeling down he picked up what looked like a makes ball made of metal. "The hell?" he muttered.
It was covered in saliva, Qrow looked back to the house. So out of the blue Martha and John decide to let Clark keep a big ass wild dog? he thought skeptically. It's not exactly strange or out of the ordinary, he'd heard of dogs eating fax machines before. Hell, how Taiyang had taught Zwei still was a mystery to him.
But chewing a metal ball like it was a chew toy? That's just plain weird.
Dropping the metal ball, he made his way out to the back fields. Pulling out his flask, he unscrewed the lid and took a dog, dipping his head back. Yang was going to Beacon, Ruby soon after, and all he wants is for them to have a better experience than he has.
Looking up to the night sky, he saw a few shooting stars. Day after next they'd head back to Patch. But as things stood, there was no need for alarm:
Though insignificant as this town seems, it
serves a far greater purpose than that. More than a few people see a place like this as helpful, it's close to the kingdom but still they haven't been wiped out in almost a hundred years, that showed it was possible at the very least.
He'd investigate tomorrow, for now he'd just enjoy his stay. "Qrow! Dinner's ready!" Martha called out. Qrow grinned, he also loved Martha's cooking for when he came down.
(000)
The shooting stars from above flew through the night sky, the three objects suddenly diverted their course towards the ground!
As they broke through the atmosphere, the three objects all broke off into three separate stars each at the same time as they fell through the sky towards the ground. Upon crashing, the ground rumbled.
On the rim of one of the craters, a metal hand clamped down onto the dirt, pulling itself up out of the crater. The body was made completely out of silver metal, it's head was humanoid like, a straight red line going across where the eyes were with it's jaw like mandible separate from the head.
It's shoulders where pointing outwards from either side to a sharp point. It's arms were sleek up to the elbows, the for armed where larger and oval-like, with claws on the end of them. The body was well armored, bolted at four different points, the cemented had three isosceles triangles pointing outwards, forming another triangle on the bottom of each of them.
The legs were similar to the arms in their design, except the claws acted to keep them locked into the ground when need be.
"Subject: Remnant. Objective: Locate pod subject and return to master before event occurred. Mission end: full rotation." zone robotic voice said as it looked up, it's lenses going through the entire electromagnetic spectrum until it found a vapor trail.
The bottom of its lower mandibles glowed, lifting it up into the air before following the trail.
AN: Ok so of course I had to get Krypto in this somehow, he's the coolest dog ever. I've had four of them in my life and even though they didn't behave like Krypto, I love them all to death.
But I'm sure you're wondering why I chose the New 52 version of the super dog. You see, I'm willing to buy that maybe somewhere in the universe there's a race that could look like human beings. But I draw the line when they have animals that are exactly like us!
For one thing, the reason dogs look the way they do now is because they evolved on earth. Now there's no way you could get that same thing on another planet. In the new 52 however, Krypto was genetically engineered with some of Kal-El's DNA by his father so his son would have a lifelong companion.
This works for me personally and it also makes more sense realistically. Your dad's a super scientist, he wants you to have a friend to protect you and what does he do? Makes a dog for you that's your best friend.
But there's still questions, and you'll get answers. But I'm going to warm you guys now, there are only 2 more chapters left for this story, not counting the epilogue. And the next story won't be out soon I'm afraid, I've been neglecting my other Spider-Man story and I need to get on that.
Also I feel that I should say I would have had this up yesterday but I had tickets to the Star Wars premier and…...people it's Star Wars, the first one in a decade, I ain't gonna sit down and write when I can see that.
So who are these robots working for? What event happens in the next cycle? Do you guys like Krypto?
Leave a review or send a PM to show what you think. Until then, I'll see you guys later :)
Anyway, see you guys next time