I don't really know if you'll like this or not, but it is mainly based on a newly inducted Raven for GC.

I will say this, all the characters in this story are out of the game or I made them all up. I did not steal anybody's idea!

I do not own Armored Core.

ZM

PROLOGUE:

The average life of a Global Cortex Raven. He has suffered from a dramatic event, but is slightly recovering. Considering that it happened when he was only eight years old, he has progressed even further than most think.

His name is Lance Gunner. He likes to be called Zero. Everyone likes him. He is 17, and is about to experience something that will leave him feeling great, energetic, and will also leave him with a painful memory.

The Original Chapter

A huge crash was heard in the arena. It was four ACs. It was a two on two battle and it was getting really suspensful.

Two of these Ravens names were Lance and Blake. They were really close friends and did everything they could together.

The other two Ravens names are Sean and Brett. All four Ravens are friends in their own little ways. But, cruely enough, The tournament they had entered was a small time. It was for nothing but for pure sport and honor.

Although, the people that are holding the tournament will fix up the ACs for the pilots.

This tournament was called the Honor Mark. The team that won the tourney would be given a mysterious gift.

Since this was a mystery prize, it attracted a lot of people and Ravens.

Lance was starting to take some serious heat from Brett's Napalm Rockets. Blake was getting the edge of Sean, but soon lost that when Sean started an onslaught of grenade launches. Brett had ignited his overboost and jetted around Lance.

Lance finally had enough of playing around with his opponents and took out his moonlight. Lance quickly shifted the AC around and the blade went soaring into Brett's left arm, making it useless.Lance then quickly withdrew and jerked forward, slicing up Brett's right arm. Brett had been teleported from the arena from taking too much damage.

Blake, also tired of playing around, took his slug gun out. He had perfect aim with this gun and loved to use it as a finishing touch. Blake managed to outmaneuver Sean and dealt a great deal of damage to Sean's backside with the Slug Gun. People think that just because Blake used a heavy Reverse-Joint AC that he often could not move, and this just shattered their entire theory.

Sean was starting to panic right about now. To his left was a slug gun with a 99.9 chance of all bullets hitting.

And at his right is a grenade launcher aimed at his legs, he didn't even know when Brett had been defeated and Lance had managed to corner him.

Sean had to think this over a bit. He had only a few hits left, the situation he was in wasn't looking up. Brett had been taken out and all he had left was one shot from his high heat handgun.

"I give, I give! Please, point those down before something slips."

"Sean has given in and that means, Lance and Blake have won the tournament!"

With the crowd roaring, Lance and Blake were lowered from their cockpits. The mayor of the town came and gave them each a letter. He also had said to not tell anyone what were in them, and definitely think about the question inside.

Alright, I would like to thank the one reviewer I have gotten so far. Thank you Bloody Kitsune for bieng very nice about your review! I hope you liked this extended version better.

ZM - Update - I am redoing the chapters, seeing as when I started this story was a few years ago.