The air was eerily still out on the mechanical streets of Teziah. Only the soft humming of the street lights and the occasional hovering of surveillance drones passing by the streets could be heard. But in a distant alley, the sound of fast heavy footsteps pounding the concrete broke the silence.<br/><br/>Suddenly a figure burst through  the shadows of an alley turning sharply to left, letting his hand graze the pavement to keep his balance before breaking into a full sprint again. It wasn't but mere seconds later a fully armed mecha-tank took the same street corner like a stock car racer, it's treads digging deep into the asphalt and it's twin chain cannons began opening fire at the mysterious sprinter, pummeling the streets and sidewalks with large rounds, leaving car-sized craters all over.<br/><br/>The runner, intuitively displaying acrobatic skills that  most would believe could not be achieved by normal men, managed to weave in and out of the tanks' vicious barrage of artillery unharmed. Then the attack stopped. The hatch opened and a Tech in heavy armor popped out taking hold of the mounted double-barreled machine gun at the top of the turret and shouted down into the cockpit.<br/><br/>"Reload those daisy cutters now damnit!"<br/><br/>The runner stopped dead in his tracks, directly under a street lamp revealing his features. A bio-suit of unknown origin stood two hundred yards from the tank. His right arm reached across his chest grabbing hold of a cylindrical object attached to the left shoulder. In a swift and smooth motion he pulled it off and swung it down to his right side, extending an elegant double edge straight sword.<br/><br/>Then without hesitation, the sword wielding bio-suit darted straight towards the tank with blinding speed. The heavy armored Tech opened fire, unleashing a wall of bullets flying straight for their attacker. Again the suit zigzagged right through the swarming bullets and in a flash of movement, swung his blade down vertically with such force it sent out a fast traveling gust of wind. Directly after launching the strange attack the suit thrust his hands downwards while jumping, causing a massive force of wind that propelled his body right past his initial attack. In a spectacular motion, the bio-suit flew right past the heavily armored Tech mounting the turret, slicing his head clean off. Once the suit landed behind the tank, the powerful gust of wind he sent forth initially connected and the tank split in two straight through the middle, then exploded in a glorious fashion.<br/><br/>Amongst the burning rubble, one of the tanks' crew members began desperately crawling his way out of the flaming heap of metal. His groans of pain and suffering could easily be heard from hundreds of yards away. The bio-suit leisurely walked over to the fallen Tech as if he were merely taking a stroll through the park. Once in arms length the suit reached down, then flipped the Tech over on his back, revealing a large shard from the blast logged in his chest. The frightened soldier coughed up a small pool of blood all over his chest. The Tech could hear breathing inside the helmet of the fearsome biosuit that had just destroyed his tank unit. Then it spoke with an ominously deep and distant tone.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Where is your commander?</span>" the Tech just smiled with a mouth full of blood, then coughed again in pain. A voice over a half broken radio suddenly chimed in from the wreckage. The mysterious warrior raised his hand palm up and small but strong breeze lifted the radio into the air and flung it at him. With a hard thud it landed in his hand and he positioned the radio near the dying Tech's face, then held the button down.<br/><br/>"Sir! He got us sir! The whole crew. We're at..." the man was abruptly cut off by a loud sound that was a concussion blast of wind right to his face, instantly caving it in. The suit stood back up letting his opened hand relax.<br/><br/>"Rico?! Rico come in! Damnit Rico! Somebody answer m..." the voice on the other side of the radio called desperately to get an explanation but was cutoff by the calm, menacing voice of the bio-suit vigilante.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">I'm coming for you, commander. So get your boys ready.</span>" for a long pause there was silence, save for the roaring flames between the two halves of the tank.<br/><br/>"Oz? You sonofa bi..." Oz tightened his grip and crushed the radio, tossing the pieces aside on top of the dead Tech. He reached a hand up and pressed the side of his helmet. Inside the H.U.D (heads-up-display) of the helmet, numbers scrolled along the right side of the screen and displayed coordinates and an indicator pointing to a building on a small map.<br/><br/>"Get ready commander, here I come..." with that Oz turned and started walking down the wrecked street.<br/><br/>-----------------Teziah Military Docking Bay-----------------<br/><br/>"Hurry and load up that shuttle boys. We've got trouble on the way and we need to be airborne pronto!" a large man with a black military style cap and bandanna barked at the laboring soldiers. His heavy armor clanged against the metal floor panels as he paced around observing his men's progress. A light infantry Tech approached.<br/><br/>"Commander, should we seriously be THAT worried? I mean it is only one guy right?"<br/><br/>"That's precisely why we should be worried. That one man just took out a fully armed tank unit. His methods, skills, and the technology is beyond military grade. That's why we're looking outside of the kingdom for a solution to what it is he uses."<br/><br/>"So if you think it's magical wouldn't we just talk to the Trists?"<br/><br/>"No son the Trists hate our guts. Talking to them is the same as talking down the barrel of a gun. We need to go to a different race that understands that mystical mumbo-jumbo. I'm all for blowin' shit up, as is our way, but we need to go about this in a more diplomatic way."<br/><br/>"Sir, shuttle's loaded, waiting to board sir." another Tech hollered out from the back of the shuttle.<br/><br/>"Alright ladies, mount up!" the commander ordered stepping onto the back platform of the large shuttle. The lieutenant still stood next to the commander, observing his fellow soldiers board the shuttle.<br/><br/>"Well where are we headed to then sir?"<br/><br/>"The wizard kingdom. Prepare for take off." the commander and lieutenant turned and began heading for the bridge with the back platform closing behind them. Just before closing completely, a shadowy figure slipped through, with a hint of light shining through, revealing Oz.