Somewhere, in a room unknown, two mechs glare at each other, thoughts on how to kill each other running through their processors.

"Did you succeed?" A green mech growls, standing up as tall as possible to make himself look dangerous.

The other mech, a pitch black mech with glowing eyes like embers, snarls at him. "No, thanks too your incompetence!"

The green one growls and swings a dull green sword, like tarnished copper, at the other. "YOU DARE BLAME ME FOR YOUR OWN INABILITY TO DO A SIMPLE TASK?!"

The black mech counters the strike, and pins the other mech to the wall, bringing out a dagger like a black hole, and pressing it against his opponent's neck.

"As a matter of fact, I do." He growls into the other's audio receptor. "It seems someone has forgotten who forgot to tell who that a certain femme had company, company that seems quite a bit more capable than you!"

The other shivered under the touch of the blade, feeling it sap his strength.

"If I were you, I would remember who is in charge here." The black mech snarls.

"Both of you should."

A voice says, echoing through the room, causing both mechs to shiver, and cower against each other

"Y-y-yes mast-master." The both shudder, before hightailing their separate ways, knowing that the femme's life was not the only one on the line...


hehehe, a little surprise for you all : D