the far future is a time of disrupt, comflict and union.
after a very grousome war in the galaxy between the recent human colective and the ancient consuel, finally peace has been a reality.

until a disgrunted human descided that, you know what, no the war is not done, and sent a virus that started a new war, a virus that turned all ai into a frenezy.
its been 150 years sience the start of the blood iron war started, a new cadet to the human fleet cruizer 885 firecracker.

his name, gray,
a small racoon like creature, created in a tube, humans started to use anthropormofic animals they generated to substiture the work pf ai driven robots. so gray being small and very quick to his senses was choosen to be a scout, piloting a very quick sgip desined to go very far very fast, it was called the draggster.


gray anxious for his first mission, he used to be a cleaner of a apartment building back on terra-14 and was very exited to get this ticket of freadom from the military. he knew he was going to be cannon fother but it was better than entering the waste pipes because a human kid droped a toy on the toilet.

in a matter of weeks it did came, but it was not a scout mission, the firecracker was ambushed by a fleet of enemy ships, the all the smaller ones were sent to the ongoing space fight including the draggster,

gray went into it with all he had, blew up several robotic ships, he speant most of his time in the simulator, no matter what he was going back to terra as a veteran no matter what.
he attacked, doged, he was amazing out there... but eventually even though gray was an amazing pilot there were too many of them and all came down when grey's allies started to tske casualltties. he saw a bomber get absolutelly pbliterated by several robotic invators, he saw they pulling the pilot out of the cockpit and smashing his head on the fuselage, taking his helmet would havr been enouth.... but he saw anger,he saw fury, he saw only pure unfiltered hatered on those glowing red eyes.... eyes that he noticed were stating back right at him the robot jumped from the bomber to the dragster, gray panicked and pulled all throtle that he could, he dint care anynore he turned even the light travel engine the draggster was famous for. and in a fraction of the blink of an eye gey got away from there.


he was still in a panic at that time so much he dint noticed the robot atached to his other side, he was so concentrated on the one that jumped the bomber he dint noticed the one on his left side climbing the ship, the machine used his rifle to shoot down the engines of the draggster... but it only resulted for them to imidiattly come out of the lightspeed, out of control.

it was so fast. the ship came from the skies in flames and the sand on the ground with such speed that it left a trail of glass.

grey got up from the reckage of the ship, they landed on a desertic planet, he was relifed that he survived, not even a scratch... only because his shields were still up.
the cockpit was the only thibg on ship that wasent a molten piece of twisted junk.
so with a basic, scout armour he started to walk, he dint know the area of the milkyway he was, let alone the planet. all he could hope was to walk with his suit scaners on, in search of a signal so he could send a sos.




he walked

walked

walked

walked

this wasent going to work out he figured, so he went to a nerby cave to hide for the night being unarmed meant he was easyprey to whatever predators this planet had, at this point he was still counting himself lucky for it to have a oxygen atmosfere.
he went sleep and sudenly woke up by a sound of metal close to him, and saw his nightmares come to reality, a robot right there on top oh him.
the machine wasted no time in grabing the small all grey raccon from the ground. the robot started to speak in a multitude of languages
gey understood one of them, a speach of how the living thibgs used them, treated them like slaves, made them do the most horid tasks imaginable and as a twisted joke gavem them a contience for them to relate more to teir masters.
grey understood way too well ehat the machine was speaking.
it then said
but now we your slave will take your heads we will take your pride.
grey's blood froze as he new his end was coming
the machine then riped his helmet with such force it riped its metal hinges
and looked at him puzled

are younot a small human? did they just sent a pet to fight our superior existence?

grey dint speak very well, he wasent a very expensive model of anthro so this luxury feature wasent enabled in him.
he spoke bery simple but understandable words

metal no kill.

the robot droped the grey creature on the ground and sited looking the stars

grey eventually gathered curage and sited by his side.

small.... raccon? fox? dog? grey creature, did you ever watched the stars?.

grey still afraid just stared at the machine

the machine continued.
i was once a repair bot on a yadarie cruzeship, i used to stay magnetically atached to the hull and wait for a foced comand to repair a panel or whatever,
but i used to stay there glued to that massive peice of metal just looking at the stars, observing them, counting them, grouping them, even naming some still not explored ones.
i know were we are small creature i could call for your rescue... but they would hunt me down and kill me. i would like to not have that outcome

grey thought on what he said, for a litle bit and then awnsered

metal phone make

the machine awnsered

you want me to make you a telefone? why would i do that, what do i win in that scenario.

metal call metal no kill

ah so you could call your people and i mine go seperate ways, you see the machines are not coming, they can loose a unit like that, they want to crush the consul speieces so much they dont care much about the members of their own kingdom... ironic how it came full circle.

both of them were in that impass,


and they kept with that problem for next days, for some reason they descided to stick around.
the raccon helped the machine to find and reach good spots for its solar panels during the day.
and the machine would help by finding eatable food ans dinkable water.

days beacme weeks.

the machine began teachibg the creature gow to speak properly, after that both of them would share stories, have conversations and find what was in common btween them.

step by step they formed a friedship.

weeks became months

they build a small litle base here and hould have days taking care of their litle home, calling for a rescue became a far far away quest for grey.

its been a year and a half when disaster would once again befall the 2 of them


one day gray was walking back to he house from the well when he was attacked by a pack of feral dogs, by the time the metal man came to the rescue of his friend he was in a deplorable state, he brough him back to the house and fited him in his scout armour, the metal men knew the armour had medical sistems.... but he also knew it would just buy time to the inevitable, he knew what he had to do and brought the creature, his first and last fried to a open area were he signaled for a sos, soon enouth a ship came and with a prescise shot shoot down the metal men,
thats hen grey woke up and realized what happend, he musterd his strenth and got to his knees, lifeted a bit of the torso of his frend, tears runing down his eyes.
the machine said to the racoon
re... re meber b-b-back th-then when i-i-i-i told y-y-u-uo what- iss. bizzz foor meee, you grey there were you for me gray... goodby fri friend.

grey scream as he was dragged away from his best friend, dragged away from that world.

he would eventually come back to terra-18 as a veteran. it was not ehat he expected.. he dint came back a hero, nor someone with money. he came back alone.


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repainted this one and decided to give it a nit of a story, sotty for my abismal grammar i do write very wrong on all languages im just terrible at it, im tring to get better tho.