Viper groans. Pain was all he could feel. Pain was good. It means that somehow he was still alive. He was sure that he was dead when he felt the SRS Militia pilot fired into him. Grimacing at the memory, he looked around him. The pain began to subside. All around him, he could see that he was in a desert. Without his helmet, he could surely feel the glare of the bright sun. 'Strange,' Viper thought, for he was sure that he was fighting on Typhon, where cliffs and jungles were covered the planet, not on the desert planet of Leviathan. The IMC abandoned that place a long time ago, only to be further humiliated when the Militia gained victory five years ago. All around him, were the remains of the IMS Draconis. Viper was even more confused. He could feel a headache coming to his head. Viper tensed, and suddenly grabbed the wingman elite lying on the ground. One of the metal plates of the IMS Draconis was being pushed aside. Viper dived for cover, hiding behind one of the metal scraps. If the SRS Militia pilot and his Vanguard Titan was still here, then he knew that his odds of survival were low. Checking his inventory, he saw that he still had a dozen satchel charges or more. Hopefully, the Vanguard Titan was in its doomstate, making his job easier. He quickly throws half of them where the metal plate was being pushed and then dives back to cover. He waits for the enemy to come out.

"Pilot, I do hope that you did not try to kill me just then," a voice projects into his helmet. Hearing the voice, Viper relaxed. It wasn't the Militia after all, it was his titan coming out of the ship. A Custom built Northstar, his titan was better than the average manufactured Northstar giving to pilots. It had a longer lasting flight core, more cluster missiles, and its VTOL hover kit could fly higher than others. Furthermore, his Northstar's Plasma Railgun dishes out far more damage, and is able to one-shot the average stryder titan when they are in half-health.

"VD its good to see you," Viper replied. "What happened? Why are we in a desert, when we were fighting above the jungles of Typhon?" 'And why are we still alive?' Viper thought.

"Pilot, I also do not know what exactly happened, but my analysis over the event suggests that the IMS Draconis did the warp jump, along with us. Thus, we arrived to another planet. Whether this planet is Leviathan remains to be seen, as for now, there is not enough evidence to show that it is."

Viper nods, "Where are the others VD? The crew should be here too. They need the fix you." VD replied, "Unfortunately, all traces of the crew have been gone. I could not find a single IMC staff or solider on the remains of the ship. I also could not find traces that this is the work of the Militia. It seems that they never exists"

Viper grunts, but inside he was worried. 'Not even a corpse? How in the world is this possible?' "We scavenge for batteries and weapons. A repair station should be on this ship, and I'll find food for myself to eat." Viper ordered. "Then we will attempt to communicate with the IMC."

"Acknowledged" VD replied.

After his titan was repaired, Viper found that although the crew disappeared, most of the machines still operated, including the security systems, IMC auto-titans, Spectres, Stalkers, Reapers and the M.R.V.N.s. Even the crows and widows were fine. It was enough to make a skirmish on militia soil and fight for a few days. Best of all, Viper found the armory, filled with all different types of weapons and ammo. Since he was a greedy guy, Viper decided to take all of them. What did you expect? He joined the Apex Predators for a reason. The money and the weapons. He loved the high tech ones given by the IMC.

"Pilot, with this load, my combat efficiency will decrease 8%," VD protested. "Even though I am custom build, the average Northstar would already malfunction with all of this load."

"Just do it VD," Viper replied. Typing into the control station, Viper entered the code to give all access the ship's system. Touching the button for the comms, Viper removed his helmet and put on the headset.

"This is Voodoo One, transmitting on all IMC frequencies. We are stuck on a planet and would like for assistance to evacuate this planet. Code is 63df3076kmg46142twr" Silence. Viper repeated this a few times, and still, there was silence. Frustrated, Viper took off the headset and threw it across the room.

"Well VD, I guess that we are not on Leviathan. The comms are able to communicate to at least several hundred thousand light years. Most likely we are on a planet beyond the frontier. "

"Acknowledged. I advise that we explore the area. The local fauna would be important to replace the food supply that we have."

"If, this planet has any." Viper grumbles. "I'll set up the probes to scout out the area. Meanwhile, you and the other machinery scout the perimeter of the ship and make sure that the ship is safeguarded."

Daenerys Targargyen, or Daenerys Stormborn, was restless. After she sacked Astapor, the unsullied elected Grey Worm to be their commander. Then, they all heard a loud boom. It shook the world, and she was sure that even Westeros had felt the tremor. Her dragons were frightened by the tremor too, even though they were in the air. They nearly roasted one of the unsullied, if she didn't tell them to clam down. Instead of going to Yunkai, Daenerys decided to investigate. Jorah protested, since he was sure that it was just a meteor, nothing special. But Daenerys disagreed. A meteor, she thought, could not make the land shake that bad. Besides, Barristan had said himself that it was possible that the meteor would be made of Valyrain steel. When they arrived to where the sound was, what she saw made her gasp. A huge rock, made purely of metal lies in the sand. It was painted white and grey, with red at the edges. The huge rock had a very odd shape, but it was very long. She could even see what looks like people walking around it like nothing happened. Wait... on closer inspection, it looked like they had red eyes.

"Jorah, " She beginned.

"Yes, my queen?" Jorah answered.

"Are those things people?"

"From the looks of it, no. Even I had never seen those things before. If you ask me, they look like golems from fairy tales, only to be built of metal."

Daenerys lead her horse forward, inspecting the area. The metal golems all looked at her, as if they were real people. The human sized ones had rectangular heads, while the larger ones had a wedge-head design.

Suddenly, she could hear sounds of huge footsteps. Out came huge metal giants, were walking towards her. Alarmed, the Unsullied readied their weapons and raised their shields, to defend their queen from the metal giants and the golems. Jorah and Barristan drew their swords, and her dragons began to hiss against the metal beings. But the golems and giants all lined up, and did not take a step further. Daenerys began to step forward, with her dragons flying next to her. But when she did, from the rock three metal golems flew up into the air, as if challenging her three dragons. One of them landed on the ground, while the other two floated above the line of metal golems and giants. The one that landed had a huge staff, and was leaning on it. It had a a smiling face, filled with huge teeth. But the face flipped up, and out jump a being. It looked up faced her, faceless and red. Jorah and Barristan were inches near her, readying to cut down the person if it moved to harm their queen. Daenerys was about to speak, but the person spoke first.

"What is your business being near the IMS Draconis?"

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This maybe a one-shot I don't know. I don't really have time to write fanfiction, and usually I have schoolwork. This just came up in my mind, and was in my thoughts for a while. I know that my grammar is bad, and sticking to the lore and character wasn't that well. Ehh, this was my first time writing fanfiction.