Here is a look at how Commander Sazabi became the fearsome mech he is today. This is his story of attaining that rank, from a small Zako, to the powerful mech he is known to be. Chapter 1: New soldiers The small Zako looked up, his lone optics moving from side to side. He had just been brought online. His creator looked down at him. "You shall be known as Seeker from now on," he said. Seeker chriped out one word in response. "Zako!" He was ready to enter the training program. The time had finally come for new soldiers to join the ranks, and he was ready like all new soliders. Seeker ran out to the waiting ship. He would be strong and win many battles to make his creator proud. ----- The ship commander towered down over the group of Zakos before her. Each of them was a new soldier that she could have fun with. Oh, the fun indeed... Seeker looked up at the form before him and the others. The other Zakos seemed to be afraid of her while he was not. That was confuisng him. Why was he not afraid of her? She could kill him and the others easily. Her sheer size made her even more intimidating, making Seeker feel even more impressed by the fact that he was not afraid of her. Then, a laugh escaped him before he could even stop himself. "Heh heh heh..." His optic flared in a way that was menacing to anyone who saw. "Did you just laugh at me?!" the ship commander demanded. Seeker yelped in surprise and shook his head furiously. He was afraid now, but that feeling faded as soon as the commander, Despair, left his sight. The smaller Zako pondered on why he was not afraid of her like his other comrades were. That in itself was the mystery. Why am I not afraid of her, zako? he questioned. The answer did not come to him for the time being... ----- That night, Seeker had a visitor. A Zako by the name of Crasher peered down at him from the bunk above. "A-are you Seeker?" he squeaked. Seeker yelped and hit his head on his bunk top. Crasher winced at the impact the metal on metal made. His younger comrade just glared up at him with a look that said 'What do you think?' on it.