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"Hello? Is anyone out there?"

It seemed like a desolate badland with almost no sign of life, yet you could see a small rat riding inside a mechanical suit roaming about the field, it seemed like he was looking for something. "Hello? I'm here to help!" What happened in this area that piqued the rat's interest? Did a battle go on? Was their a crash of some sort? Were there monsters on the loose? It was hard to tell, but the creature just kept calling out to see if anyone would respond. "I'm here to help! Please respond! I am here to help!"

Mindlessly he wandered the field, searching for his target. He hoped he would soon find someone, but who was he looking for?

What the creature had not noticed is that not too far off in the distance of all the sandy dust roaming the badland was a unconscious fox wearing a green hoodie and camouflage jeans and clearly looked wounded and exhausted. It seemed quite clear considering the cuts on his clothes and the wounds on some of his face and body. Nothing too major, but consisted in a good number of injuries. It also appeared that indeed a massive battle had struck out and the fox looked like he wore himself out in the battle or better yet, may have won this battle but could barely stand afterwards. He weakly and unconsciously mumbled as the sandy rocks got on to his torn clothes and around his wounds.

Eventually, however, Turbine did find the fox in the field and immediately rushed to help. "Hello? You there! Are you alive?" Turbine asked. "Please respond."

The fox was breathing slowly and was tired and looked like he was going to be okay and before the rat-like creature knew it, he was coming to "...U-Ugg ow...." he mumbled.

"Good, you're alive," the rat said. "I'm here to help. I wish to take you back to the city so we can have you looked at. ...What happened here anyway? It's so barren."

The fox looked barely conscious and looked like he was about to become unconscious again. "...H-Help me..." he mumbled sounding weak. Before nearly passing out but barely tried to keep himself conscious.

Turbine knew he would get no info from him in that state, so he took him to a city where he found a place to help him: at his home. He lied him down on a flat surface and tried to help him by pouring water onto him in hopes of nourishing him. He also checked for scars and bruises.

Max was taken back to Turbine's home but growled softly upon having water applied and he weakly looked at the creature and moaned lightly "M-My equipment...There's healing equipment inside..."

"Right," Turbine said, scrambling for the equipment and eventually found what he was supposed to find. He then used it to help Max Wicked. "Is that better?"

Max growled lightly as his potions were applied to his wounds and sighed softly "I-It'll do..." he looked over at the creature "T-Thank you...But who are you and where am I...?"

"Oh, of course I forgot to say," he said. "I am Turbine, and this is my homestead. This little gizmo I'm riding in is a cool mechanical suit I built myself. Cool, huh?"

Max slowly got up but was careful not to hurt himself "Well, its nice to meet you...Turbine...And I guess that suit does look useful to someone like you..."

"Thanks," Turbine said. "It's equipped with a sharp tail and jet packs for flying too. ...By the way, I didn't catch your name."

Max sat up slowly to introduce himself "Name's Max...Max Wicked. I'm not sure if you've heard of my name or not. A good amount of towns know me well for the things I've done for them and I'm not sure if you're particularly one that knows me or not. Not that it matters..."

"That name does spark a memory," Turbine said. "I often do the same thing: going to towns to help people, but I'm not well known. A lot of people tend to think I'm scary because of my tail. People aren't used to seeing rats with tails like mine. ...And yes, I'm a rat, not a mouse. We rats tend to think that "rat" is a forbidden term because people associate rats with plague, but "mice" sounds cute so they call themselves that instead."

Max hmms with interest "I see..." he listened and frowned "That's a bit biased if people are scared of your tail but don't know of your real intentions...And nothing wrong with being a rat I suppose. We are who we are and we can't be really judged for who we are."

"Well, the thing about my tail is..." Eventually, Turbine started to climb out of his mech to show his tail. ...Except it wasn't actually a rat tail. In fact, it was a scorpion's tail.

Max was confused but then once he saw him hop out, he saw the tail and hmms "Huh...That must mean you're a....Hybrid then...?" he asked as he looked at the scorpion tail.

"A Hybrid? Yeah I guess I'm something like that," Turbine said. "What is a hybrid?"

Max was a bit surprised that the rat had never heard of the meaning of hybrid "You don't know? A hybrid is when you're a mix of two species or have a part of one species while having another part of the other. So that would make you a rat-scorpion"