Galven watched his monitors shift as Valroth stomped across the wasted land of Mother Earth. It was a tragic sight to some, but to Galven, who was a Collector, it was a treasure sight; an entire planet with the sole purpose of housing Galven’s interests.
Among these interests were the Firsts; Mechanical armors that Valroth and other R.E.M.’s were based on in design. Most of the Firsts were still in use by the multi-billionaires across the cosmos, but a few hundred were still unaccounted for. Among those was Forgent, the First used by Herosov. Herosov was responsible for the Earth’s destruction, apparently, so naturally his First would fetch an enormous amount of money.
‘MASTER GALVEN, SYSTEMS SHOW A LARGE BUILDING WITH RUNNING ELECTRICITY TO THE NORTHWEST.’ After the message from Valroth disappeared, a map of the surrounding area replaced it. Galven turned Valroth until he faced northwest.
“Anything else on the Scanners, Valroth?” Galvon asked, running his hand through his hair. He would need a shower after this trip, yet again. Even with Valroth’s Cooling System, the wastelands of Mother Earth scorched him. “And see if you can’t deflect the sun more. It’s hotter than Mercury in here.”
Another screen appeared to Galven’s right. ‘I APOLOGIZE, BUT I CAN NOT DO ANYTHING ABOUT THE HEAT. IF YOU CHANGED MY COLOR SCHEME FROM BLACK, HOWEVER, I WOULD THINK YOUR EXPERIENCE WOULD BE MORE SUITABLE.’ Galven rolled his eyes. He liked black. ‘AS FOR THE SCANNERS, I HAVE PICKED UP THE SIGNAL OF A PULLER.’
“Haha, well, let’s not mess with him,” Galven laughed. He would not fight another Puller. They used a different type of mechanical armor than the R.E.M.’s. It was smaller and more compact, making them always dangerous, since they never removed the damn thing. Although they were called ‘cowboys of the modern day,’ Galven found them to be no more than thugs. Valroth, thankfully, could hold his own against any Puller. Galven was sure of it.
The building that Valroth had picked up came into view. Valroth, under Galven’s command, surged forward. It looked like an old storage hanger. Maybe it housed a First! Galven could already see the money pilling on his desk back at his home on the Moon. Ker would be happy too, as he would make sure to give her part of the proceeds.
Just before reaching the building, a shower of meteorite’s hit Valroth. Though they did no damage, Galven knew how these could get, so he readied Valroth. Turrets appeared beneath Valroth’s forearms, letting off a winding sound as they started their rotation. Galven pulled another switch and a long rifle came out of Valroth’s right shoulder. It was a beautiful sight. It had taken nearly ten grand to buy, but the Radiation Beam was going to pay off eventually.
The meteorite’s got bigger as they came down, so Galven started the turrets on Valroth’s arms, sending an array of bullets into the large pieces. As the bullets hit the flying projectiles, they exploded. With most things Galven faced, explosive rounds were essential. The RB Cannon raised when Galven spotted a huge meteor coming in. He readied the cannon to fire with the immense build-up of pure Radiation stored in each of it’s shells, but that moment never came when the Meteorite exploded into several billion tiny pieces.
Galven turned Valroth to see the small figure of a Puller, walking towards him.
“Well, this should be interesting…”