Second World: Holding Hands With An Alpha

Just as the space warship came out of warp speed, Qie Ranzhe didn't even wait a second before launching his mecha known as Night Saber heading towards the peach coloured planet. Night Saber transformed itself from a spaceship to a mecha mid-air landing on the ground with a loud bang creating clouds of dust and a huge dent in the hard soil that had never been disturbed for millions of years. 

Qie Ranzhe scanned for signs of life on the planet with bloodshot eyes and his chest violently heaving up and down. To his disappointment, Zhao Xieshu was nowhere in sight. What he didn't know was that Zhao Xieshu had already left with his bounty a few minutes ago. Qie Ranzhe wandered around searching for the omega but there was no sign of him except a few mecha track marks on the soil.

"Ran-ge! Ran-ge!" yelled Machu through the communicator but Qie Ranzhe didn't respond, "Is there any sign of him?"