'Another dawn, another day.' thought the precursor sentinel as a bright golden sun rose lazily above the horizon and spread its' light across the tall, elegant form of the sentinel statue. The sentinels were different from the other precursor creations; in contrast to the squat bodies of their oracle cousins they had thin, arching limbs and torsos, making their domed heads with stubby, rounded, noses even higher from the ground. This allowed them extended vision from their eyes alight with red eco fire, perfect for their job of watching and guarding the worlds that were under precursor construction. As it gazed across the valley from the brow of the hill that was its post, the sentinel saw the last remaining precursors arguing over the sentient creatures of the new world. The others had already left to begin shaping the next world, and these three had been left behind with the rather fun job of crafting animals to inhabit the land and sea.
"Why don't we make the sentient beings like those humans we made a while back?" asked the leader.
"They had way to much darkness in them, man, just look what they did to their world." Said the surfer, "I worked so hard on those dodos dude!"
"Can we make them with longer ears this time?"
"Oh all right, but get the mixture right this time around, I told you it was three drops of greed, not six"
'They bicker as usual,' thought sentinel, 'how did they have the wisdom to create me, when all they do is squabble over the fate of millions.'
Far above the sentinels' tall frame, in the upper atmosphere several red and orange glowing balls appeared.
'A meteor shower, they are rare and beautiful,' mused the sentinel 'I suppose the precursors will want to know, I will alert them.'
A flashing message appeared on the glowing screen of the control room indicating the meteorites' approach.
"Oh, goodie, I love meteor showers."
"Let's go to the viewing gallery."
The precursors hurried up the stairs to witness the natural phenomenon.
"Dude this is going to be like a feast for our eyes man."
As the objects approached however, it became clear that they were not rocks at all, but metal capsules able to resist the friction flames flickering about them.
"Those aren't meteorites, it must be a dark maker attack."
"How did they find us so soon, there won't be time to power up the robots."
"Then we must flee to the catacombs, come on!"
As the rain of metal head landing capsules began, the sentinels moved into action, uprooting their legs from the ground, they took out their eco weapons and began to repel the metal heads.
'We cannot last long, there are too many of them, I must warn our creators.'
Indeed, the sentinels' efforts were futile, and they were quickly crushed by sheer weight of numbers. Meanwhile, in the heart of the world the precursors discussed the situation.
"Those monsters are laying waste to our cities dude! They look like a new weapon, a new race! Zemanzlulu's enegy signals showed up the scanners a couple of times too."
"What about the sentinels?"
"They defended well, but they got over run."
"Duh, what are we gonna do"
"I have an idea, but it's risky, and will have a high price..."
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