(The scene opens to Cosmic and Cules flying together over a field. Cules looks over at Cosmic as they fly. After a moment Cosmic looks at Cules)
Cosmic: Something up?
Cules: Nah, just looking.
Cosmic: Looking at what?
Cules: Around.
Cosmic: Around in my general direction?
Cules: I will not confirm or deny that.
Cosmic: Pfft, sizing me up huh?
Cules: Eheh, what makes you think that?
Cosmic: Hey no reason to lie. I know I look good.
(Cosmic stops and floats there)
Cosmic: I mean between Lizun and that lizard, how could I not?
(Cules floats up to her)
Cules: Lizard?
Cosmic: Yeah, this lizard guy tried hitting on me in town. Called himself a “Scal” or something.
Cules: Ooooh, yeah I’ve heard of them.
Cosmic: Oh yeah?
Cules: From my sister.
Cosmic: Oh you have a sister?
Cules: She’s about a year younger than me.
Cosmic: I take it she’s back home?
Cules: Yep.
Cosmic: Oooh.
Cules: She’s a sweetheart, always wanting to help others. And she believes in helping people with methods that don’t involve punching.
Cosmic: Different from you?
Cules: Hey sometimes bad guys need a beat down. But my sis prefers to avoid violence.
Cosmic: I see.
Cules: Yeah, real diplomat in the works she is. She’s knowledgeable on a lot of different creatures and cultures out in the universe. She’s like Bellina but for species relations.
Cosmic: Species relations huh?
Cules: Yep. She’s made ots of studies on known races, and even met a few. Including a Scal.
Cosmic: How did that go?
Cules: Well according to her Scul’s are a friendly race.
Cosmic: I’m sensing a “but”.
Cules: Yeah, they just have…an interesting cultural practice. They like to try and make potential mates laugh to prove their worth to them.
Cosmic: So I’ve heard. Take it your sis caught their eye?
Cules: You could say that.
Cosmic: Ahh.
Cules: She thought it was entertaining though, thought it was fun.
Cosmic: Well as long as she’s not hurt or bothered.
Cules: Nah, if she was. I’d hear about it.
(Cules looks serious)
Cules: And no one. Wants. Me to hear about my sister being harmed.
Cosmic: Eheh, protective type?
Cules: Like you wouldn’t believe.
Cosmic: Well, good thing those Scal treated her with respect then.
Cules: No kidding. They actually get quite a bad rap around the universe.
Cosmic: They do?
Cules: Lot of different races get…petty about their culture. They get called freaks, weirdos, and not even gonna mention the amount of lizard-centric insults there are for them.
Cosmic: Jeez…
Cules: My sis has confirmed they are friend tho. And weird as their culture can be, there are guys far worse than anything they can do.
Cosmic: Now I kinda feel bad for that guy. Lizun knocked him out when one came up to me.
Cules: Heh. Yeah Lizun is protective in her own way.
Cosmic: I’ll say. She’s…interesting.
Cules: Heheh, in a good way right?
Cosmic: One way to look at it. It’s seriously hard to say no to her.
Cules: Yep. A word or two from her mouth and no one can say no. Well except maybe Bellina.
Cosmic: I have noticed it’s hard for her to sweet talk her.
Cules: Yeah, I think they say it’s something about Bellina’s intelligence. Seems strong wills can resist her charm.
Cosmic: Maybe that’s another reason she’s on her case
Cules: Oh yeah you notice how those two act. But have to say, Lizun seeing Bellina that way was a surprise.
Cosmic: Guess shows she really cares about Bellina.
Cules: True enough. Well, I think that’s enough small talk for now. We got a mission to complete.
Cosmic: Right.
(The two fly off again)
Cosmic: So these death bots, they dangerous?
Cules: One bot is packing enough fire power to match a whole squad of Darkwatchers, and they are packing some with Tetrasten based weapons.
Cosmic: Okay, dangerous.
Cules: But if we blow up this factory, that’ll cripple their army quite nicely.
Cosmic: How about we just blasted it with heat vision?
Cules: I agree, but Bellina’s report says it’s protected by a force field. Long ranged attacks won’t work.
Cosmic: So then how do we get in?
Cules: There’s a nice side entrance which we can bust into. Once inside, we fight our way to the main reactor. I think you can guess what happens there. It’s gonna be a big boom!
Cosmic: How big exactly?
Cules: Big enough that there will be nothing left for them to rebuild with! It’s gonna be sick!
Cosmic: Heheh, well I do like big booms. Let’s do that.
Cules: Now you’re talking! Let’s do this!
(The two keep on flying. After a minute or so they soon arrive at the factory)
Cules: Check it out. The whole thing is covered in the mountain side.
Cosmic: Yeah, looks kinda cool.
Cules: It’ll look cooler once it’s reduced to a big cloud of smoke and fire!
Cosmic: Right. Now where’s that entrance?
(Cules looks around. He points to a spot where a robot, it’s head is a big round vision, with two guns on it’s arms, it’s leg bent in a way knees don’t normally bend)
Cules: Right over there. A single guard.
Cosmic: Whoa…That’s a death bot?
Cules: Sure is.
Cosmic: Freaky.
Cules: Just one bot though. This be too easy.
(The two start floating down. They land on the ground and quietly approach as the robot stands there. It looks to the side as Cules uses this chance to speed over. He then starts to smash the robot, reducing it to scrap pile)
Cules: WOO!! Haha, one down!
Cosmic: Jeez, no mercy huh?
Cules: Hehehe. Come on!
(Cules runs inside. Cosmic smirks and follows)
Cosmic: *Thinking* Man working with these guys. It reminds me of-
(Cosmic remembers the Champions. The battle guys they fought, the people they saved, the time they spent together with Nebula. But Cosmic is reminded once again, that she isn’t Nebula)
Cosmic:...
Cules: Oh hey look, I see more!
(Cosmic catches up to Cules as they enter the factory. They two spot a number of death bots patrolling the area)
Cosmic: Well looks like stealth won’t be much of a choice.
Cules: Good. I’m not a fan of stealth.
Cosmic: You got a plan of attack?
Cules: Oh I have a plan. Attack!
(Cules yells out and charges out. He leaps and smashes a death bot with ease. He smirks as the other bots spot him. They shoot lasers at him, which bounce off as he laughs and charges a the other bots. Cosmic steps out to watch this)
Cosmic: Damn. Look at him go. He’s like an unstoppable juggernaut.
(Cosmic just keeps watching as Cules throws a bot into another group of them and then jumps and lands on the ground, slamming into a few more bots and sending others flying with a shockwave)
Cosmic: Heh, does he even need my help?
(Cosmic then spots a death bot on a balcony. It forms it’s arms into a bigger gun and it seems to be charging an orange beam)
Cosmic: ! Oh no you don’t!!
(Cosmic flies toward the robot as Cules notices)
Cules: Whoa, get it Cosmic!
(The bot is about to fire as Cosmic slices the robot’s arms, changing her arms to blade. She then impales it in the hea which makes it shut down)
Cosmic: No one likes a sneak attack.
(Cosmic looks down at Cules)
Cosmic: I got your back bud!
(Cules smirks nodding. He then looks surprised)
Cules: Cosmic! Claw!
Cosmic: Eh!?
(A clamp closes around Cosmic’s arms)
Cosmic: ! AH!!
(Cosmic pulled away by a crab like robot)
Cosmic: Another one?!
Cules: Hang on, I gotcha!
(Cules flies toward the robot)
Cules: Let her go you metal jerk!
(The crab shoots a laser at Cules who dodges it. He shoots heat vision back as it holds up its other arm. Cosmic glares at the robot and shoots heat vision also)
Cosmic: Let’s see how well you can hang on when your circuits are melting!
(Cosmic’s heat vision keeps pounding at the robot’s armor as it begins to melt)
Cosmic: Yeah, there it goes!
(After a moment the robot starts to shut down, leaping Cules to rush up and rip it in two, freeing Cosmic)
Cosmic: Haha!
Cules: That’ll show it!
(Cosmic stands as Cules joins her side)
Cules: You okay?
Cosmic: Never better. Thanks for the help.
Cules: Heh, don’t mention it. Now, let’s hurry and blow this place to kingdom come.
(The two fly. The scene cuts to them fighting more and more death bots, smash and beating each one they come across. The two keep walking down a hall.)
Cules: So what’s it like?
Cosmic: What?
Cules: Being a hybrid?
Cosmic: I’m… Not sure how to answer that.
Cules: Sorry if its an odd question to ask, but you look exactly like us.
Cosmic: You could say the same for all humans. I think our two species are actually quite alike in appearances.
Cules: Really?
Cosmic: Yeah. I mean, minus the powers. At least, for some of them.
Cules: So, are there ways to differentiate a human from a Titanian?
Cosmic: Heh, not that I’m aware of.
Cules: Man, hybrids are cool…
Cosmic: Are there…many hybrids of Titanians out there?
Cules: As far as I know, not really. Not saying they don’t exist, but there hasn’t been a case where one’s popped up.
Cosmic: Odd, you’d think they would be more noticeable.
Cules: Well it’s a big universe, and many Titanians go out into space, so who knows?
Cosmic: Hm, maybe I’ll run into one some day.
Cules: You and me both. I mean, if you’re this cool, surely other hybrids will be the same.
Cosmic: I doubt they’ll be as cool as me.
Cules: Damn ego much?
Cosmic: It’s not ego if it’s a fact.
Cules: Heh, if you say so.
Cosmic: Nothing wrong with self-confidence right?
Cules: Not at all. Just don’t let it get too deep into your head.
Cosmic: We’ll see.
(The two keep going and they enter a room, where a large generator is seen in the center)
Cules: There it is.
Cosmic: Man what kind of power is this thing using?
Cules: You can ask Bellina, she likely knows. We’re here to blow it up.
Cosmic: Well let’s do it.
(The two approach the generation only to hear a loud thud)
Cosmic:.... Sounds like we aren’t alone.
Cules: No we are not.
(Another thud is heard, and then another. They turn to see a large robot walking in from another room, towering over the two as it stands on four large spider-like legs)
Cosmic: Oh…
???: Darkwatch Death Mech Unit 78-D4, callsign “Metal”, activated.
Cules: Calls itself Metal huh?
Metal: Intruders located. Surrender, or face termination.
Cules: As if you could do that!
Cosmic: Ready to put this punk in his place?
Cules: Oh ho, more than ready.
Metal: Titanian biology detected. Initiating countermeasures.
(Metal arms itself with cannons)
Metal: Make peace with your god, for your hell has come for you.
(The cannons charge up with orange color)
Cules: ! Oh hell. MOVE!
(Cules grabs Cosmic and blasts off to the side)
Cosmic: W-Whoa!
(Metal fires orange beams at the two as they dodge and weave past them)
Cules: It’s got loads of Tetrasten weapons!!
Cosmic: I see that! What do we do??
Cules: Don’t get hit!
(Metal fires again as the two dodge)
Cules: Damn machine!
Metal: You are fast, but machines calculate your moves faster.
(Metal produces missiles)
Metal: Now die.
(The missiles fire. They seek the two. Cosmic kicks one away before holding up her arms to block as one hits her. Cules grabs a missile, stopping it, then swings it at another launching it away to a wall. He holds p the missile)
Cules: TAKE THIS!!
(Cules throws the missile, hitting Metal in the left arm, blowing off its left cannon)
Cules: Yes!
Metal: Left appendage destroyed.
(Metal’s single eye glows as its right cannon glows a bright orange)
Metal: Directing all firepower into right side weaponry.
Cules: Eh?
(Metal aims its other remaining cannon and fires. Cosmic pushes Cules out of the way before it hits, causing the shot to hit the ground and violently explode)
Cules: W-Whoa, thanks!
Cosmic: No problem! Agh, seems like it gets stronger the more it’s damaged!
Cules: Sounds like it! It diverted all its power into that other cannon! I don’t even wanna know what’ll happen if one of us is hit by that much Tetrasten.
Cosmic: We gotta take it down fast!
(Cosmic floats up above Metal)
Metal: Terminate.
Cosmic: Yeah, agreed.
(Metal aims and fires a beam as Cosmic dodges and flies toward its head, going in and kicking it in the eye)
Metal: ! Optic system damaged.
(Metal tries to swipe at Cosmic who dodges)
Metal: Terminations options limited. Preparing final counter .measure.
Cosmic: Final countermeasure?
(Metal then shoots out a clamp and grabs Cosmic, trapping and pulling her over)
Cosmic: AH!!
Metal: Titanian trapped. Initiating self-destruct.
(Metal begins to glow as a beeping sound is heard. Cosmic struggles to escape)
Cosmic: Uhhh, Cules!? I need help!!
(Cules flies over and tries to free Cosmic)
Cues: HNNN!! T-TOUGH GRIP!!
Cosmic: N-No kidding! What do we do!?
(Cules looks at Metal. He gets an idea as he then looks at the reactor)
Cules: Well, I’m gonna break you out! And then, we’re using him to blow this place up!
Cosmic: Please hurry!
(Cules cracks his knuckles and grabs tightly)
Cules: Alright, and….
(Cules grunts and groans as he begins to pry open the clamp with pure strength alone)
Metal: Self-destruct in forty-five seconds. You cannot escape.
Cules: Don’t! Bet! On it!!
(After a couple of seconds, the clamp becomes lose as Cosmic is free enough to use her own strength)
Metal: Error. Error. Strength level off the charts.
Cosmic: HAAA!!!
Cules: NOW!!
(The two tear the clamp open as Cosmic flies up out of it)
Cules: Let’s push it into the reactor!!
(Cules and Cosmic both grab Metal and toss him into the reactor)
Culel: BOLT!!
(They then fly off high speed)
Metal: Error. Destruction sequence cannot be aborted. Factory destruction iminate. Primary goal. Failed.
(Metal glows)
Metal: Shutting do-
(Metal explodes, destroying the reactor as both explosions combine into one massive blast. Cosmic and Cules are seen flying away before the massive explosion launches them ahead, crashing them far away into the ground)
Cosmic: Okay… That was a big one.
Cules: Yep.
(The two stand up and look at the now destroyed factory)
Cosmic: Whoa. Check it out.
Cules: Hehe. Cool.
Cosmic: Uh…there wasn’t a lot of organic workers there, was there?
Cules: Nope, all automated. Just gonna be a looooot of scrap metal for them to clean up.
Cosmic: That’s good.
(The two watch for a moment)
Cules: Welp guess we can tell Danea and the others the good news.
Cosmic: That we can.
(The two are about to go, but Cosmic suddenly senses something. She looks behind her)
Cosmic:...
Cules: Hey you coming?
Cosmic: Uh… I’ll catch up, go on ahead.
Cules: You sure?
Cosmic: Yeah something I wanna check out.
Cules: Well okay. Great working with ya Cosmic. Can’t wait for next time!
(Cules flies off, Cosmic waves bye at him for a moment. She then looks back)
Cosmic: Hm…
(Cosmic flies off)
Cosmic: What is it now…?
(Cosmic keeps flying. After a moment, she spots a familiar sight. A demon sight producing more black mist)
Cosmic:....
(Cosmic lands near it)
Cosmic: This crap again. How far have these demons spread?
(Cosmic inspects the demon site as it produces mist, enveloping the area)
Cosmic: Oh boy… Last time I did this, it was a trip. But…
(Cosmic looks for a moment)
Cosmic:... *Sighs* I can’t believe I’m about to do this again.
(Cosmic approaches the site. She slowly reaches over. But as she reaches the black mist charges into her body like before)
Cosmic: ! AAAGH!!
(Cosmic stumbles back holding her chest)
Cosmic: D-Damn it, h-hate this feeling…!!
(Cosmic pants heavily as she looks at her hand. They glow a faint black)
Cosmic: W-...What happened to me this time…?!
(As Cosmic pants she notices reality changes once again. She gets ready for the black void. But instead it changes to what looks like a frozen waste land)
Cosmic: What the…?
(Snow falls from the sky as Cosmic looks around)
Cosmic: Hello?? Anyone here!?
(Cosmic looks confused. She takes a few steps forward)
Cosmic: What is going on?
(Cosmic suddenly feels a bust of cold air. She turns in the direction it comes from as she sees someone. The wind dies down as she looks ahead)
Cosmic: Hey! Who’s over there!? Another demon!? Come on out and fight!
(Footsteps are heard. Cosmic notices each step creates more and more ice. That's when the figure comes in clear)
Cosmic:...No way…
(The figure appears as the hero and Champion Golden Winter, albeit with paler skin, and darker clothes)
Cosmic: Winter…
(The darker looking Winter looks ahead at Cosmic as frost builds up)
Queen of Frozen Hell: Golden Winter
(Ice and frost explodes as Cosmic holds up her arm. She grunt and gets into fighting position)
Cosmic: So. It’s gonna be like that Archeon? Fine. Let’s do this!
(Cosmic gets ready and then charges at Winter….)
TO BE CONTINUED…