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A towering city of advanced skyscrapers glimmering in the dry, burning light of a single blazing orange sun, not shrouded by the atmosphere here. One could also see all the stars twinkling in the sky along with what appeared to be the shattered remains of a singular oddly large moon that was now only holding itself in some semblence of order from the combined gravity of its fragments.
The buildings were constructed from a strange silvery white material that looked similar to steel but had glowing cyan lines through which complex symmetrical patterns emerged. The building themselves seemed ancient, corroded, and crumbling as nature took its course through the empty city. However, some of the buildings seemed to be defying gravity altogether. Large sections of some of the buildings were missing or laying in the rubble below but other sections of the odd construction strangely floated meters or feet above the rest of the building.
Tattered streets and highways (all eerily empty) curved and weaved between the gravity defying structures of steel and concrete that was caked in moss and thin creeping red vines. Various road indicators still blinked, trying to direct traffic that no longer existed here (if it ever had at all). Shreds of tattered newspaper fluttered about in a barely noticeable breeze. From afar, one could see unintelligible matkings and images on the pages, but when one picked up the strange article, they would discover the delicate paper to be completely blank.
Holoscreens blinked across the sidewalks and buildings as well, offering no comfort as the only thing they ever displayed was the current time and year. As if something or someone was counting down to something important. In the center of the desolate and abandoned city, a large metal statue stood. The statue itself much larger then any of the other buildings that surrounded it. The statue was humanoid in appearance, taking on the look of a young woman dressed in plain, baggy white and grey attire and tan colored sandals. Even the statue itself seemed to be actively crumbling before them. Hairthin cracks stretching along its surface, one arm that had seemingly been outstretched was missing, laying on the ground at the statues feet the hand in question still clutching a familiar looking glass cylinder with a golden glow inside it. The woman the statue depicted had long leftward bangs but short coppery tinted hair, a freckle dusted face and glittering, forest green eyes. Said eyes were looking towards the sky in a specific direction, the statues gaze fixated on an object lingering lazily in the sky.
Said object was not the aforementioned shattered natural satellite of the planet, rather an unnatural almost alien looking spacecraft, the long slender middle of the craft stretching only a few inches from this distance but most likely gargantuan up close. The 2 ring like gravitational field matrix of the craft looking like bracelets meant for dolls at this great a distance.
The very air itself was heavy and thick, metallic tasting, bone dry, and scorchingly warm. The surroundings of the great abandoned city were equally as empty as the city. Plains of endlessly parched, dusty sands and soils of which only wicked twisted and brambling trees clung, obviously long dead from lack of water and constant solar radiation bombardmen. The whethered bones and remains of once living creatures were scattered about, some animals caught in a petrified state, fear still written in the eyes of the stone fragments of what once was.
The plants that did exist here (and were somehow living), consisted of strangely domed trees of a bronze color. From the ground came the shimmering yellow tendrils that where the plants trunks, writhing ever so slightly. The "Leaves" were the most bizzare part. Hovering above the extended tendrils were hexagonal shaped plates of a strange metallic bronze, held together by an unknown force.
Surrounding the strange shelfed plains were sharp, jagged crags and spires of a bizzare, shattered, glassy material that constantly shifted and rippled. The shapes within changing and contorting, the glass itself possesing several shifting colors, from the recognizable white and grey static of a tv, to shimmering red, white, gold, ivory and copper. Said spires stood tall and menacing in the distance, casting their shadows over the ghost city and alien surroundings of this strange realm.
The sound of massive hydraulics surrounded them, the metal platform on which they stood quaked and trembled, on the back of a great metal beast is what they were on. Resembling that of a massive semi skeletal, long legged deer like creature. Dozens of similar machines strode slowly alongside the one they rode as they marched toward the abandoned city. Various devices were attached to said machines, from strange antler like horns, to curved Blasters, Bat ears and a strange single forward facing horn. Other machines of varying bizzare factors were built onto other various parts of the machine. From great spines that ran along its sides that hummed with energy, to hip fastened directional shield projectors of ancient design, to a chest mounted ionic pulse rail gun. Far beneath the metal beasts lay corrupted beings, resembling the statue in the center of the long forgotten metropolis, only much more twisted and cold.
One of the machines clasped its antlers together and a great pulse occurred, purging the dark thoughts of their strength, allowing the single horned machine to siphon the creatures strength into power for itself and its comrades while the dual pulse cannons and ionic pulse rail gun of the other took down scores of others. The great spines on the sides of one ahead of them siphoning energy into a great shield bubble surrounding itself as it scouted ahead, it's bat ears giving it great radar like capabilities to send directional data to the others.
This is her inner turmoil, the fight between her fear and her will. The sentinels of her strength marching slow but unstoppable against the tide as it brought the group closer to the city. Weak of body, strong of mind.