After defeating General Corrosive and the Mil army, Glitch and his fellow Droids celebrate Iron Star's emancipation. While tasked with the duty of keeping tabs on Dr. Exavolt's whereabouts, Glitch seeks to uncover his Morbot origins. With the planet's security hanging in the balance, he embarks on a mission of new alliances, stronger enemies, and valor.

Poem: The droids were fighting a losing war. Sooner or later, the Mils would triumph.

Being given a brief moment of leisure, Glitch chooses to make it worthwhile. Glitch/Male Droid

Glitch finds himself framed for the killing of thousands of innocent droids and bringing the Mils back to life. Now being hunted by both Mil and Droid alike, he plans to get his name cleared, and end the Mils once and for all.

Glitch gets sent on a new mission to return to Morbot Land to discover where he truly came from. No flaming, please, my first fic! new chapters coming soon! Disclaimer: I do not own Metal Arms, though I do own Vix and Corrupt!

A stranded scientist. A rouge and his tank. A virus bent on destruction. It's the Doom Virus Attack. Get Ready.