“ARE WE ALMOST THERE???” Magnus asked Kaze as they flew over the city’s ‘Scrap Zone’ aboard their stolen Voltairan Astro-Light Freighter.

  “Yes. About twenty more meters or so,” Kaze responded whilst keeping his eyes peeled.

  Scrunching his brow in confusion, Magnus looked out of the front main viewport and said, “Really??? How could that be? I do not see a ‘Hangar Bay’ anywhere. Only mountains of the planet’s scrap.”

  “What part of ‘secret’ don’t you understand, World-Breaker??? “It’s hidden… WELL-HIDDEN. No need to ‘fret’ though. I remember where it’s located.”

  “Are you certain of this?”

  “Yeah… Sort of.”

  “SORT OF?”

  “Ugh… LISTEN, I was in quite the rush when I first fled from Voltaira. I had been kept underground for HALF A THRACKING CYCLE so grandest apologies that I didn’t take a minute-cycle to ‘stop and wander about’ when I reached the surface.”

  Magnus glared at Kaze, who continued, “We’ll find it, World-Breaker. Like I said, no need to fret. We will find it… eventually.”

  “Eventually??? Ugh,” Magnus groaned whilst shaking his head. “Urgh… Thra-- OOMPH!”

  Suddenly, as if they had run into a ‘solid wall’, Magnus and Kaze’s Astro-Light Freighter abruptly ‘stopped’ in mid-air, sending the two FLYING forward in the Cockpit.

  “Urgh… Ugh… What did you just do,” Magnus asked through pained grunts as he pushed himself back up to his feet.

  Pulling himself back up into his Pilot’s Chair was Kaze, who replied, “I didn’t do anything! Ugh… The ship just stopped.”

  “Stopped?”

  “Yes, Magnus… STOPPED! I didn’t thracking stutter!”

  Magnus gave a quick, fiery glare at the Jorrakan who then looked out the ship’s front main viewport huff, “Huh? What the thrack?”

  “What be the disturbance now?” Magnus asked curiously.

  “Nothing. There’s… NOTHING.”

  “Nothing?” Magnus treaded as he too looked out the front main viewport to see that they hadn’t flown into a wall or any obstruction at all.

  Their Light Astro-Freighter… JUST STOPPED.

  “I do not understand this,” Magnus said with his brow scrunched. “How could the astro-vessel just…”

  “Stop? Beats the raxx outta me,” Kaze shrugged. “The only question now is how are we going to…”

  HZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ….

  “Huh? WHOA!” Kaze squealed after he felt a sudden wave of ‘weightlessness’ rush up through his whole body.

  Magnus felt the same way, but he did not comment on the feeling. He merely looked downwards at his feet with his brow scrunched. It wasn’t until the Breaker of Worlds raised his head again and looked out of the ship’s front main viewport once more to notice that…

  “We are descending,” Magnus said in a confused voice as Kaze looked out of the front main viewport to see that the literal mountain piles of garbage and scrap that laid out before them were swiftly beginning to ‘rise’.

  Eyes widened now, Kaze said in shock, “WE FOUND IT! We found the Hangar Bay!”

  “Why did the ship ‘stop’ then?”

  “My best guess? Our ship was halted… And recognized by a…”

  “TRACTOR BEAM,” Magnus revealed as Kaze nodded to him in reply.

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  With the Astro-Light Freighter beginning to slowly ‘fall down’ through the massive rectangular entrance to the Secret Hangar Bay that opened up in an empty ‘clearing’ of the portion of the Scrap Zone that they were in, the two ‘Fugitives of Planet Voltaira’ waited tensely for what, or whom, they were about to face.

  “So, now that we’ve found the Hangar Bay… WHAT IS OUR PLAN,” Magnus asked the young Jorrakan.

  “Once the ship’s on the ground we’re going to check and make sure that the ‘coast is clear’ down in the Hangar,” Kaze informed. “If it is then I’ll take you to the ventilation shaft that I climbed up from the Prisoner Pits.”

  “And what if the coast is not clear? What happens then?”

  “Then we’ll go in disguise.”

  “Huh? Disguise?” Magnus huffed as he watched Kaze nod towards something behind him.

  Set up in two individual docking stations towards the back of the ship’s cockpit were ‘two pairs’ of seven-foot-tall, seven-hundred and thirty-pound weighing golden ‘Voltairan Knight Battle Armor Suits’.

  “Though the Voltairan Knights are a bunch of raxx-eating skoggers, I have always wanted to feel what it was like to crush their skulls into mush whilst wearing their own armor,” Kaze remarked giddily as Magnus continued to eye the armored suits. “Haven’t you, World-Breaker?”

  Hearing Kaze’s question, but choosing to ignore it, Magnus turned around and looked out the front main viewport again to see that their ship had now made a full descent into the well-lit, highly technologically advanced ‘Secret Hangar Bay’.

  THUD!

  With the Astro-Light Freighter’s ‘Landing Gear’ automatically activating itself, the ship made a ‘successful’ landing on the cold, hard impenametal Hangar Bay floor.

  “Well, I say your ‘original plan’ is not the one we are going to go with given our current… SITUATION,” Magnus said as both he and Kaze looked out to the front main viewport to see that their ship was immediately greeted by a slew of Voltairan Knights and Astro-Vessel Technicians.

  “URGH… THRACK!” Kaze snapped. “The last time I was here, there was no one! NOW THERE’S THE WHOLE THRACKING VOLTAIRAN KNIGHT INFANTRY!!!”

  “Calm your emotional level,” Magnus quickly ordered.

  “Calm my WHAT???” Kaze asked in confusion.

  With his eyes set on the Voltairan Knights, Magnus stated, “We have ‘grander disturbances’ to quell than yours. I count at least TWENTY Knights increasing upon our position and they shall breach our vessel’s hull in no less than FIVE MINUTE-CYCLES. We must come up with a plan… a GRAND PLAN before they discover us and zero us both.”

  As Kaze continued to stare at the impending Voltairan Knights in terror Magnus looked down at him and asked, “So… WHAT BE YOUR ‘GRAND PLAN’?”

  Clenching his jaw, Kaze pulled his eyes away from the Knights and placed them back upon the two suits of unused battle armor.

  Looking back at the Knights one last time, Kaze grunted, “Urgh… Thrack it!”

  Rising up from his seat, Kaze looked to Magnus and said, “Come the thrack on! It’s now or never, World-Breaker!”

  Magnus nodded as he turned and walked side by side with Kaze over towards the Battle Armor Suits.

  Upon approaching the empty suits, Magnus and Kaze watched two separate waves of ‘golden light’ shoot out of the Battle Helmets’ protective ocular lenses.

  After the golden light wave scanned them from head to toe, a loud ‘beeping noise’ sounded off before the suits suddenly opened up.

  With the ‘empty insides’ of the suits now ‘greeting’ the fugitive duo, Magnus and Kaze gave each other one final look before entering them.

  “Are you ready for this, World-Breaker?” Kaze asked Magnus. “Because what you are about to witness is…”

  “Do NOT call me that cursed name,” Magnus sternly ordered.

  “But is that not what you are most known as? THE BREAKER OF WORLDS???”

  “Once… At a time. When I was under Emperor Voltair’s control… But that was then and now… I AM NO LONGER UNDER HIS CONTROL.”

  Facing his set of Battle Armor again, Magnus lowered his brow in anger whilst he powerfully stated, “I am under MINE.”