By: Gladiator

“They’re all gone Rick!!!!!” Max yelled into his comm-link to Hunter aboard the SDF-3.

  “The whole squadron!!” a gash gasped in the background of the bridge.

  “I know, we saw Max….get your ass outta there.  Don’t be anywhere near those tractor beams.  We’ve got more problems anyway.”

  Max didn’t say anything…his attention was drawn to a flashing light on the control panel.  It was a distress beacon from the planet.  He scanned the coordinates flowing across the secondary screens while waiting for the Admiral to finish.

  “Khyron’s returned.”

  “KHYRON!!!” was all he managed to get out as all communications were blacked out.

  This was becoming a real circus thought Max.  He finally got his engines back online after an ion cannon from a Star Destroyer knocked them out….got off that damnable planet….the loss of Skull…and now the return of Khyron.  Even the name was bone chilling.

  He shook his head to resume concentration…someone was in trouble on the planet - coordinates indicated an area where he recently blasted off from - he forced the Veritech's thrusters to Max and plunged once again into the hazed atmosphere.

  Perhaps I can make a difference in the midst of this madness….

  As the SDF-3 returned to the fray at Twycross, another party had also entered, unwelcome.

  What the crew of the Robotech Defense Force didn’t know was that the signal broadcast to the SDF-3 was also intercepted by Khyron - The Backstabber! The Zentraedi warlord who despised humans and was obsessed with their eradication from known space…

  Admiral Hunter wasn’t sure how this could be happening…Khyron was destroyed in another time…yet even another universe so long ago.  One thing was clear though, he was here now, and they better have plans to deal with him.

  Zentraedi warships continued to defold filling the viewscreen…………..

  Soon they would ALL behold The Return of Khyron.