Disclaimer: Strictly speaking, this story and all the others in this series aren't crossovers, since they all take place in the Animorphs universe. This is more of a fusion. Needless to say, the well-known charas from both universes do not belong to me, they belong to Saban, Scholastic and the great K.A. Applegate. Later!
Teknomorphs 0:
Actions and Consequences
Earth Date: 2637 BC
The Radam ship glided silently through space, temporarily invisible. Waiting for its prey with the patience of the dead. Fixed in the mind of every Teknoman aboard was the goal of eliminating another band of hated Tekkamen from the galaxy.
A Tekkaman ship soon arrived, the occupants of which were unaware that their eternal enemies were stalking them even now. Teknomen had developed a way of shielding themselves from even telepathic detection, at least as far as Tekkamen were concerned.
The Radam ship slowly dropped its cloak, shedding the last traces of invisibility as it closed in on its victim. The Tekkamen inside the other ship were ambushed quite effectively. None of them had ever believed that the Radam forces had the patience to wait out their enemies instead of forcing a head-on confrontation like they always did. Now they were learning otherwise.
The Radam Teknomen swarmed out of their ship like angry bees, ready to annihilate anything and everything in their path.
One of them was particularly eager, a brash young warrior named Darkblade. His teeth were bared in a bloodthirsty snarl under his black helmet. His attention was focused squarely on one of the Tekkamen opposite him: the one called Starfire. They had met before.
Tekkaman Starfire stared across the void of endless space; his thoughts were very far indeed from the endless war he now found himself a part of. He was thinking of the family he had left behind to pursue the uncertain life of a Tekkaman warrior. They were probably long dead by now, Tekkamen were immortal, and he had left so long ago that he barely remembered what they looked like.
Minor details were slowly fading from his mind as his everlasting life wore on. He could no longer remember his given name. But he supposed that did not matter, as his given name was no longer who he truly was.
Starfire sensed a Teknoman closing in on him, about his height, whose demonic armor was as black as space itself. Starfire's only forewarning was the almost palpable feeling of evil that followed the black Teknoman as he blazed toward his target.
This could only be the young Teknoman Darkblade.
On the planet above which the two forces battled, one of the inhabitants watched from the shadow of a large stone pyramid. Her name was Sadira, she was a priestess of the god Horus.
The lights in the sky she was staring at, however, were something very new.
Sadira knew they were not stars. For one thing, the sun was still in the sky. And Sadira knew that stars could not move that fast. And, even as she watched, a flare of bright light burst into existence and came racing toward one of the fainter lights.
As if the bright light was a danger, one of the fainter lights swung out of its way.
***
"Tekno-Flare!"
Kharis, a young Indimarian Teknoman shouted. Crimson energy gathered around him, focusing at a point between his hands. His target was a Tekkaman he'd fought once before. The one called Hiritari.
Kharis hated Hiritari more than any other Tekkaman. She was a fierce fighter but more than that, she was the only one who had ever defeated him in a battle.
Winding up and staring determinedly at Hiritari, Kharis didn't notice that she was engaged in battle with Juura. Kharis threw the blazing sphere of power at her.
***
Tekkaman Hiritari and Teknoman Juura had once been the best of friends, lovers in fact. But the Radam parasite implanted in Juura's body was ruthlessly determined to exterminate Hiritari, at any cost.
Hiritari fought only to protect herself, trying if it was at all possible not to injure Juura. Juura had no such concerns. All she cared about – that is to say all the Radam parasite would let her care about – was killing the one she once loved.
"Uhhhg!" Juura shouted, feeling the forceful impact of a Tekno-Flare in the small of her back. Whipping around, Juura saw her attacker.
"Kharis, you chikaitran!"
Abandoning her attack on Hiritari, Juura raced toward Kharis. Juura had always harbored a deep animosity toward the other Teknoman. Kharis was the one that captured her, slicing off the arms of her lover in the process.
Enraged, but managing to hide it, Juura passed him by. Turning just as he was readying another Tekno-Flare, she flew up behind him. Removing her weapon from subspace, Juura thrust it into the small of Kharis' back.
Mouth open, but unable to scream, Kharis was helpless as Juura rammed her blade deeper into his torso. Pulling it halfway out, she forced it in further. Stopping only when she had reached the base of Kharis' neck.
Kicking his corpse off the her saber, Juura forgot about him. Meanwhile, not too far away, Starfire and Darkblade were engaged in melee combat. Darkblade's specialty.
Starfire knew better than to try and reason with a Teknoman, any Teknoman. He had tried once and the Teknoman, a tall light-colored male called Drae, responded by gouging out his left eye.
Starfire was healed in the Tekkasystem, but he would always carry the memory. Darkblade rammed into his right side, swinging his double-edged blade staff two-handed.
Dodging backward, but still catching the tip of the staff, Starfire covered the wound with an armored hand, trying to slow the loss of blood. Laughing, Darkblade circled back around.