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Blue Cop was the last Star Guardian. Yet he tries to not think about the destruction of Machina. It was hard for him to remember after all, he never expected to wake up in an evacuation pod to all his comrades dead. Maybe one or two other Guardians alive, but no, reality stuck him when he couldn't comm anyone. Maybe that is the part that hurts, but he doesn't know. He tries to not think about it, tries to not think about his dead friends, close buddies, the superiors he respected, the recruits he helped, the late night talks, the gossips during break, the celebrations after a long mission. Remembering it hurts a lot.
Blue Cop didn’t know why he was summoned to see Deus Machina. Especially now, the whole planet was in chaos, back to back disasters, he just came back from a mission saving citizens from an insanely strong planetquark, another huge crack within the upper lands with other cracks along the planet.
Blue Cop processor was running, he spent at least three nights awake, on missions for these disasters, what was happening? Something of this scale was odd. He needed to focus though as he soon was facing Deus himself.
He never really ever went into the god sanctuary, so when he walked along a long bridge to a platform in the middle he tried to keep his head clear, walking straight as there weren't any guardrails and well… it was a long drop down if he fell. The dimmed blue light proved enough light to see as he walked to the platform, he noticed a pedestal in the middle.
“Deus Machina, why have you called me here?” Blue Cop tried to keep his voice calm when speaking to the god who was nowhere to be seen, it was a bit hard though considering a disaster could strike right now.
“I need you to hold on to something for me.” The god spoke, their voice echoing from everywhere, the multiple voices overlapping one another. Blue Cop was confused though, what did Deus Machina need him to hold, what item was so important that Blue Cop needed to be summoned for it.
Before Blue Cop can even think of the item a blinding light equipped filling his vision as he covered his eyes his HUB alerting of a flashbang but he knew it wasn't one. A few seconds passed before Blue Cop uncovered his eyes and blinked a few times to make sure his vision was fine.
He looked up, spotting something new, a small tiny device… blue in color with red accents, a gold rim around the middle which was a translucent green. Was this the Metal Breath?
“Deus Machina is this…”
“It is what you think it is,” Oh right, the god can probably read his processor. “take it, protect it, and keep it safe.” Blue Cop, still a bit shocked, nodded.
Then a comm message pinged on Blue Cop’s comm. Before Blue can check it Deus Machina dismissed him. Blue Cop nodded leaving the sanctuary as he placed the Metal Breath in a subspace.
Shaking, explosions, collapsing.
Blue Cop ran to the nearest evacuation zone, holding civilians, the whole planet's alarm systems rang, warnings on every bots HUB, prerecorded announcements telling Cardbots to head to the closest evacuation zone.
No-one knew what was happening, yesterday was as fine as fine can get with large disasters. The next day, each of those disasters stuck at once, ten times stronger.
Reaching the evacuation zone, Blue Cop sees his comrades yelling, ushering citizens into evacuation pods. Blue Cop took the other Cardbot with him to an evaluation pod, helping them get in, watching as he pod shot out, out into space.
Blue Cop shook his head trying to calm his own processor as the planet shook once again, he can hear screaming and cries. He needed to focus, more people needed help with evacuation.
He turned to run back into the chaos that was the mess of Machina before getting stopped by another bot. Sharp Silver, a superior.
“Sir-” Blue Cop tried to speak but Sharp Silver shushed him.
“Evac, now.” Blue Cop looked generally shocked at this. He can’t just evacuate when the Star Guardians are needed now more than ever! There are Cardbots out there scared to death, cardlings crying, others trapped!
“Sir, I can’t just-” Blue Cop tried speaking only for the planet to shake again, worse, longer.
“Time is running out, no time to explain, just get in a pod!”
“I can’t sir, the Star Guardians are needed most right now!” Blue Cop insisted on staying, after all Star Guardians were made to protect Machina and Cardbots. He can't just leave while there are still others needing help.
“Ugh, Blue sorry for this.” Blue Cop didn’t have time to react to what Sharp Silver said before he was knocked out. He didn’t even know how before his HUB flicked, a warning flashed before nothing.
Waking… to the sound of nothing but a quiet hum of an evacuation pod.
That's what Blue Cop woke up to. Vision blurred for a few seconds before clearing. Staring at the roof inside of an evacuation pod. Blue Cop jotted up in a panic, stumbling before his systems fully restarted, he was already at the pod’s operation table scrambling to open a hologram of the planet… to find it destroyed. Blue Cop eyes widen, the planet broken apart.
This wasn’t real right? A whole bunch of large disasters couldn't do this to a planet right…?
Blue Cop took a step back frozen, almost staring at the image in front of him. He stared at the image for a good minute before remembering what happened right before it. Sharp Silver. He quickly activated his comms hoping Sharp Silver knew what happened.
“This is Blue Cop to Sharp Silver, do you copy?!” Blue Cop yelled into it… static. Okay that's fine, maybe they damaged their comms! Blue Cop connected to 1 of the 5 Star Guardian lines. The one they used for announcements or just sending messages to the whole group.
“This is Blue Cop. Does anyone copy it?!” Blue Cop waited… static… Okay! Maybe those ones are just down! Next one!
He tries the second line.
“This is Blue Cop! Can anyone copy it?!”
Static.
Okay… It's fine! He just tries the next one!
Static.
Fourth?
Static…
Fith?!
Static…
Blue Cop didn’t want to believe it. No, he desperately didn't want to. Maybe the Star Gaurian lines are dead…
Blue Cop shook a second in fear.
Comms were connected to a cardbots system. When checking private messages it displays a cardbots status. Usually it would be online since the cardbot would be alive.
But when Blue Cop checks all his private lines with other Guardians. He started to tremble in pure fear…
Offline…
Every Star Guardian was offline.
Everyone.
Yet, one new message was left unread.
<New> Deus Machina [Offline]
> Use the Metal Breath to find a friend.