Chapter 1: Kristoff's Return

Far away, in the distant crevices of space is a planet that illuminates a a color of metallic teal with a hint of gold. This planet, completely void of life is known as Zybitron. No one could ever survive on such a planet, that is except for one person. Kristoff lay strewn about like a tattered corpse, his armour gleaming in the sunlight. Suddenly, Kristoff's eyes shot open and he sat bolt upright, gasping for air. "Dammit!" A growl escaped Kristoff's lips. He shook his head in disgust at where failure had placed him once again: off of the throne and exiled to a vacant, pathetic excuse of a planet. His former lover, Azura had betrayed him. She initially refused his hand in marriage and now she was usurping what was rightfully his to take... Kristoff snarled at the thought of Azura as Queen, but then he thought, "she could still be my Queen, if only there was some way. Yes, there has to be some way I can worm my way back into her life and re gain the throne from her." After a moment of pondering, Kristoff grew an evil smirk across his face. "I know exactly how I am going to make her pay. She will be mine to cherish and mine to destroy." Kristoff threw his head back, laughing maniacally at his sadistic plot. With all of his might, he leapt into the air, flying back towards where his target dwelled: The Kingdom of Bela Vasa on the planet Xenolyth. As he flew through the dark emptiness of space, he couldn't help but revel in his return. "So Azura, you thought it was over, didn't you? Well my darling, I'm just getting started."