Commander scrolled through his recommended on RoTube. There was so many cat videos! Which one could he pick? He couldn't as Medic busted into office unannounced.

      "Did you run here in heels?" Commander asked as he looked at a clearly exhausted Medic. Medic swallowed her own spit, her throat stinging. She put up her hand, signalling to give her a second.

      When Medic did manage to get her composure back, she tapped over to Commander and tossed the drawings on the table, pointing at them. Commander made a visibly confused face.

      "You ran all the way here to show me ugly drawings of Gravedigger dead?" Commander guessed, but was promptly slapped on the back of the head by an angry Medic. "They are not ugly! My babies made these!" Medic crossed her arms, insulted.

      "They can draw? I mean, better than Scout! But why would they draw the titan they came from dead?" Commander was looking through them, stopping at the one with the stick figures surrounding the dead Gravedigger.

      Medic was rambling on about how she discovered it, but Commander wasn't listening, as usual. But he had good reason, something seemed familiar about how this was drawn. Stick people surrounding a dead person.

      "Are you even listening?" Medic slammed the desk, making Commander jump. He blinked before taking off his sunglasses, looking down at the drawing again. "No. But look at this. Bunch of people surrounding a body? This looks like a funeral."

      Now that Medic thought about it, it did seem a lot like it. It still left questions lingering. "Why would they have a funeral for Gravedigger? Unless something happened. But how, they could all survive a nuclear explosion! They're like cockroaches but mountain sized."

      Commander couldn't help but laugh at the last statement. He should start calling the Titans that. But the troublesome theory was still there. Maybe he should send out a team out there to check.

      "Where could they even be? We literally have no idea," Commander put down the drawing and leaned back in his seat. Medic thought for a moment, this would be an issue.

      Then an idea popped in her head. A risky one but it might just work. "I think I got something that might just help." Commander straightened back up, "Well? Lay it on me."

      Medic had her lab coat tied around her waste. She struggled to keep the Speedy zombie from breaking from her grip. But she had the chains wrapped around her hands and she pulled back, her muscles bulking.

      The Speedy zombie wore a muzzle and metal mits that were also chained together. Towers, mostly the younger ones, were shaking in fear. There was literally an aggressive zombie trying to snap at them.

      Medic yanked the chains, forcing the Speedy to quit trying to advanced forward. She went up to him, scratching the side of his head. At the touch, it went to its knees, enjoying the touch.

     Commander kept a good distance away. He wasn't about to be attacked. "Are you sure this will work?" He was sceptical of the idea and still was. They could very well be lead on a wild goose chase.

      "God a better idea?" Medic placed her hand her hip. Commander sighed, they really didn't. Medic looked behind, a driver coming up with a four wheeler. They quickly got off and booked it, not wanting to be zombie chow.

      Medic pulled the chains a little and whispered, "Come on." The Speedy followed her, knowing and wanting to obey his handler. Medic locked the chains up to the front of the four wheeler. This was basically like a very demented sleigh ride.

      But she was not willing to take the muzzle off in fear that he might turn against someone. Commander let out a cough and Medic looked up at him.

      "Going to lead the way?" Commander left Maid Commander in charge as he was going with Medic. It was only them as Commander didn't want to risk a blood bath if they brought an army. Medic nodded and she whispered over at the Speedy.

      "I need you to find Gravedigger. Okay?" Medic took off the metal mits and put them in her bag which was actually quite full. She couldn't help but bring half her office with her.

      With a snarl, the Speedy pulled at the chains, leaning forward. All the towers crowding around backed off, not wanting to be in the path. Medic hopped on the four wheeler and Commander climbed on behind her. He would of had one of his own but less vehicles mean less noise.

      With a roar of the engine, Medic nudged a bit forward to persuade the Speedy to go. It didn't take a second longer for the two of them to be speeding out with the Speedy being their very weird GPS.

      Towers waved their head commander and head medic out. Maid Commander only sighed, she was left in charge with a bunch of bored Towers. Commander would be surprised to see the place still standing when he got back.

      Commander tightened his grip around Medic as she struggled to keep up with the fast paced zombie. "How long will this be?" Commander yelled over at Medic. She just shook her head, "Who knows?"

      "Why is it slowing down?" Commander noticed the dramatic difference in speed. The Speedy was no longer sprinting, but was at a walking pace now. They were in a foggy area, visibility low. They had been riding for hours but the two were starting to think they were just following a loose zombie.

      "He's probably tired. We've been at this for a while now," Medic noticed how the Speedy panted up ahead. Poor thing, she would get off to share her water but Commander wouldn't allow it. Whatever, he was a hypocrite.

      However, the place felt creepy. It made Medic's skin crawl. She didn't know what was in the fog. But she wasn't that scared, they literally had the most aggressive headlight they had on the market.

      As they slowly drove through, they started passing by some stone. Medic just thought they were some random rock formations, but Commander nudged her head up.

      Medic was a bit annoyed at having her vision taken awan the Speedy zombie, but her mouth lightly fell agaped as she looked up. Right before her eyes was the largest tombstone. Well, that's what she thought it was.

      "There's writing on it. What the hell kind of Spanish is that?" Commander stared at the engraved on the stone. It looked old, like really old. "Maybe there's more?" Medic suggested as they rode past the structure.

      Just as Medic predicted, there was more. They were different from one another in their own respects, but each seemed to have a different name. However, some of the stones had clearly different graving styles than others.

      Feeling uneasy, Medic turned off the four wheeler. Commander was about to ask what she was doing, but she shushed him. They stood there in silence. There was nothing here, not even a crow.

      Then a gust of wind nearly had them blowing away. Medic swore she heard flapping but couldn't open her eyes. Just as quickly as it came it came to a stop. Then a light thud sound

      "What was that?" Commander fixed his hat but a literal chill ran up his spine. The two Towers looked behind them. To their horror, a certain someone they knew all too well had just landed right behind them.

      Frost Spirit loomed over, glaring at them. "What are you two doing here?" he spoke to them, his voice soft yet icey. Commander tried to pull a reverse card, "We could ask you the same thing! What are you doing here?"

      "This is the Titan graveyard. For thousands of years we've buried our dead here. I thought you could tell by the stones," Frost Spirit waved his hand across, gesturing to all the tombstones.

      "So sorry someone made weird scribbles on them!" Commander jumped off the four wheeler and crossed his arms. "Titan tongue. That's how we write."

      Commander deflated a little. Oops. But Medic went to be the voice of reason before Commander would get them killed. "Frost Spirit, we haven't had any battles for at least a week now. Do you know what's been happening?"

      Frost Spirit seemed to go into thought. He looked around for a second before crouching down. "If you want to see then you'll have to hide in my coat. I don't want to start a whole fight," Frost Spirit placed down his hand for them to get on.

      Commander was about to reject the idea but Medic slapped him. "Just give me a minute," Medic turned to her Speedy zombie and smiled. He was scratching his chin. What an itchy boy. She went up to the Speedy and hugged him, to which she got one back.

      "Be good. I'll be back so don't try to destroy anything," Medic got a purr. She took it as understanding and gave him a scratch goodbye. Frost Spirit whispered to Commander, "Is she okay?" Commander shook his head, "We don't know but she's good at her job."

      Medic turned around with a huff, "I can hear you!" The two cringed at being caught, but let it go. Putting his hand down, he let the two Towers climb in. He put them in his coat, which so happened to have an inside pocket. They were snug as a bug!

      "I hope you're not fearful of heights," Frost Spirit warned as he took off again. But he kept low against the gravestones. Medic was having a blast while Commander was trying to hold in screams and onto his hat.

      The fog was still thick, but it seemed that Frost Spirit had no problem navigating through it. His wings would beat, keeping his best to stay at the low altitude he was at.

      Medic wondered how big this graveyard is. It was just gravestone after gravestone. She thought it would never stop!

      Well, it did stop after Frost Spirit slowed down and gently glided his feet to the ground. Medic and Commander still couldn't see through the fog.

      "Stay hidden, don't say a word. Just listen," Frost Spirit whispered. The two towers nodded and went further into the coat pocket, the two of them squished against each other. Medic wanted to risk taking a peek, but she knew better then to test fate.

      Commander whispered to her as Frost Spirit walked, "I have a bad feeling about this." Medic looked over and nodded. At the sound of voices, they hushed each other and began to listen closely.

      Medic began pinpointing voices she recognized. There was Lord Sinister, then she heard Fallen King. Molten Boss was here, so was an older foe of the towers', Raider Boss.

      She tried to point out more voices to the best of her ability. Was that Nuclear Fallen King she heard? She couldn't get the last few when a voice stood out from the rest.

      "Silence!" it was Void Reaver. Medic never heard the grand titan speak that much, but his voice was unique from the rest. Commander and Medic listened in, Frost Spirit giving them a pat of comfort.

      "From what we know, he was chased after. But by whom and for what purpose we do not know," Void Reaver huffed out as he stared down at the titan's body. It was a tragedy for the titans. Their sacred gravekeeper was dead.

      "No titan here uses arrows. Especially none of this craftsmanship," Void Reaver held up the arrow, letting the titans see it. Medic couldn't help it, she peaked her head out and looked around. Oh my goodness, it was a researcher's dream out here! But her main focus was the arrow that was being showed off.

      Molten Boss growled, "So you're saying some new titan has shown up with a stick and string to kill us?" Void Reaver stared over and slightly nodded, "I suppose you could put it like that."

      Lord Sinister snarled, "Then what are we waiting for? Let's rally up our armies and kill this murderer!" Titans began cheering and chanting, Frost Spirit included. They were quickly hushed by a new voice.

      "Quiet! All of you!" Fallen Swordmaster had been staying out of the fray but he now needed to give his report. "I know who killed our fellow titan. She holds enough power to kill us all off one by one! Her army will wipe ours across the floor!"

      Titans fell silent, their heads bowing in despair. Medic and Commander could feel the way Frost Spirit tensed up, the air around them a bit chilly.

      "She also has other titans working for her! If I had to guess, then she probably wants us as her slaves too!" Fallen Swordmaster waved his arm around to gesture at the standing titans.

      It was silent. No one dared to speak. Commander and Medic looked at eachother, dread setting in. "Then what do we do?" Fallen King mumbled. No one said anything. They didn't know.

      They all stared at the dead titan before them, sorrow filling the air as they mourned over the loss. Frost Spirit managed to sputter out something at last, "What... what if we work with the towers?"

      Insults were instantly hurled his way. "What makes you think they'll help us?" Lord Sinister snarled. Molten Boss hissed over at the scared avian, "Have you forgotten that we are on nasty terms you dense headed bird?"

      Void Reaver hushed everyone, "Enough! However, I agree. Why would the towers want to help us?" Mumbling went around and Frost Spirit bowed his head in shame for suggesting something so stupid.

      Medic frowned and looked back at Commander. She jolted as she saw Commander trying to climb out of Frost Spirit's pocket. "What are you doing?" Medic whispered yelled and tried to pull him back in.

      "Doing what is needed to save our world!" Commander huffed as he dropped down to Frost Spirit's feet, his presence being noticed immediately.

      "GAH! A tower! Get it!" Molten Boss pointed and screeched at Commander. Raider Boss was on it and pointed his rifle at Commander, ready to fire.

      Commander put his hands up, but he was saved by Frost Spirit shoving Raider Boss away, causing the rifle to shoot in the air. Thank god the bird was feeling friendly today.

      "Frost Spirit! What are you doing-" Molten Boss tried to stomp forward, but stopped as Commander shot his pistol in the air. All eyes locked on him. It made his legs turn to jelly...

      "What do you want, Tower Leader?" Void Reaver crouched down, his six eyes consitrated on Commander. Commander swallowed down his fear and stammered out, "I-If this threat is killing off titans, then I can only assume the same for my kind."

      Fallen Swordmaster raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms, "So what do you want from us?" Commander took off his sunglasses, something he rarely did. He folded them up and looked down at them, fear making him shiver.

      "If this threat is after our planet, then we need to protect it. It's clear what will happen if we continue to stay divided," Commander looked over at Gravedigger. It was horrible seeing him like this, he never truly wanted this.

      He looked back up at the titans, "We can defeat this new enemy together! It's that or we risk someone else being targeted!" The titans all looked at one another, a lot of sceptical looks. Then they looked at Void Reaver.

      Void Reaver stared into Commander's very soul, his eyes reflecting the tower. He then hummed, "I refuse to let any more of us perish like this. We shall fight with you, tiny tower leader."

     Commander growled, "It's Commander! And I'm not tiny!" Medic snickered from inside the coat, but that just sold her out too. "Good Creator, how many you hoarding in there?" Sinister sneered at Frost Spirit, who then hissed back.

      "Our lands are not safe! We can not stay divided! Summon your armies and follow the 'Commander' back to his base!" Void Reaver ordered. Fallen Swordmaster nodded and stepped away to summon the void army.

      Commander's jaw dropped, "Why to my base? I don't have the room for you AND your armies!" He pouted as Void Reaver brought down a finger and gave him a little pat, "Daw, it's okay. We will make room!"

      Commander just facepalmed. He couldn't wait to explain this to the others! "Commander, I'm going to get the four wheeler with Frost Spirit. We'll meet you at camp! That will give me time to explain to the others," Medic was now in Frost Spirit's hand, waving at him.

      "Just going to leave me with them!?" Commander barked up. Medic nodded, giving him a thumbs up. Frost Spirit then took the air, flying off to retrieve the four wheeler and speedy.

      Commander turned around and watched the other titans. Sinister had Gravedigger's shovel and was working on digging a deep enough grave. Molten Boss and Fallen King looked over the dead titan, clearly mourning.

      It astonished Commander, why target someone like Gravedigger? If he had to guess, Gravedigger might of been in charge if this place. That would explain the name and theme.

      Taking off his hat, he bowed his head and paid his own respects. He would avenge the annoying green bastard if it was the last thing he did.