(Allright, seems like I've got someone interested in this. Although I do not own Robotech, the names listed at the end are those that I came up with on my own. Anyways, onward!))
The shadow loomed over Skarrde and the Battle Pods, and for a moment, an unsaid cease fire was obtained between the two forced as they all looked up to see what was looming overhead. A Zentraedi Scout Ship hovered over head. A rain of lasers struck down in front of Skarrde, destroying multiple pods in seconds. Four new Battle Pods hit the ground, forming a protective barrier around Skarrde as they moved in to draw the enemy fire away. He noticed that they were painted various colors and had an RDF symbol on each.
"By the protoculture…" Helena Chase had told him only Archer would be entering the area, not an entire strike force. He was left baffled by the entire thing.
"Commander Skarrde, can you hear me?" A female voice asked.
The ground commander gasped. He knew that voice, though smaller sounding, he could never forget it, but was it possible? Could the workings of Protoculture really be in his favor at this time?
"S…Sayera? Is that you?" Skarrde asked in disbelief.
He managed to get his Officer Pod in an upright position in time to see a Reentry Pod and a Red Veritech land near him. It had to be her, he realized. Not many would go through the trouble of having their mecha painted red like her.
"Thank the Protoculture you're still alive. Hurry, we've got to get you out of here." The female said with genuine concern.
Skarrde allowed himself a moment to chuckle. He had just been saved by another comrade of his, one that he had been forced to work with before venturing to the Micronions lands. He thought her killed during the war with the Micronions, but it seemed that she too had survived, though she would be a lot smaller then he last saw her.
'What an interesting turn around. Last time I saved you, now you return the favor…'
"I'm…not dead yet." He managed to grunt, forcing his mecha up as best he could.
Leaning on the Veritech for support, Skarrde slowly made his way into the Reentry Pod. When he was inside, the Veritech gave him a nod.
"You'll be out of here soon." The VT then ran out of the hatch and switched to Guardian mode. "All right, fall back, fall back!"
Skarrde turned and saw only two of the Pods that had defended him remained as they rushed toward their only way to safety. One had turned itself completely in a full out run, while the other made its way back more slowly but laying defensive fire to discourage pursuit, adding to Sayera's own attack. The one running was nailed in the back, and the mecha exploded. The last pod avenged the fallen comrade and made it onto the Reentry Pod.
'That pilot has some skill.' Skarrde thought as the hatch shut and the Reentry Pod began taking off.
"Are you all right, sir?" The pilot of the battle pod asked.
He noted something about the sound of the voice. It didn't sound Zentraedi, but he ignored it at the moment. He was still recovering from the blows he had taken, still trying to get his bearings a bit better, and didn't feel he had much time to worry about who pilots were, though he did note that the battle pods color was blue instead of the usual white or gray.
"I'm injured, but I'll survive, thanks to you and Sayeras efforts." He gave a nod.
"Many others deserve more thanks then me, sir. I'm just happy I could help." The Zentraedi was taken aback a bit when he saw the Pod bow to him.
'Modest, how very interesting…very different treatment then what I've been getting the last few weeks.' Ever since he was saved from Hiro's wraith nearly three months ago, things had just gotten worse and worse. He wondered if this was a good sign.
Skarrde felt a slight rumble through the craft as it touched down. The hatch opened and the two mechas walked into the hanger. The Zentraedi was barely able to drag his Officer Pod to an opened spot before it finally gave way. Opening the Cockpit, he managed to force himself out of the damaged Mecha.
"You are in as rough shape as your mecha. Let me call some of our medical staff up here to take a look at you." The pilot said.
"I'll be fine, just-uuug!" Skarrde gripped his chest as sharp pain shot through it. He realized that he had been wounded worse then he realized. As the world began spinning around him, the last thing he heard was the shout for medics before all went black.
((Yes, the names Sayera and Togal are actually my invention. I'll list those things down here so not to spoil it for you fans out there. Heres a bit of an idea of Sayeras looks)
Sayera-Looks to be mid twenties, weighs about 150, height at 5'11", long dark blue hair, light green
