Disclaimer: I do not own Zoids, no really… I don't. Fine! Believe what you want to, at least I tried!
Hey guys, this is a revamped version of the original chapter one. The content's the same but the writing itself is (hopefully) a step up from the previous one.
Chapter1
Leena pried open her eyes.
Looking out of the tinted window, she quickly came to the conclusion that it was still much to early to be awake; yet try as she might, she couldn't bring herself to return to the pleasant dream she had been having. The dream, if she remembered correctly, had had something to do with cookies and a severely bruised Bit Cloud.
She grimaced slightly at the thought of her blond compatriot; he had been (if possible) even more intolerable towards her than ever before. At first she had tried to ignore it and pass it off as apprehension towards an upcoming match with Vega, but she had to admit that even Jamie wasn't too nervous. So why would Bit be? she wondered.
Leena shook her head to clear it of all thoughts concerning one Bit Cloud –he wasted enough of her time when he was around, and there was no need to needlessly burden herself with thoughts of him when he wasn't there. If he had for some reason decided to be dumber than usual, it was his problem, and it was pointless to get herself worked up over it so early in the morning.
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Leena inhaled the cold morning air deeply, and reveled in the stinging sensation that it sent down her throat, into her lungs. She opened her eyes and gazed towards the eastern sky from the top of the base. The spot right above the kitchen vent had become one of her favorite haunts because no one thought of looking for her there and the smells of a kitchen had always delighted her.
Leena smiled slightly as the crimson clouds reflected in her eyes and thought back to a moment a few weeks earlier. She had been able to bribe Bit with a batch of cookies to keep Harry busy while she slipped out in her jeep, red hair flying behind her erratically. The sun began to peer above the horizon and Leena closed her eyes once more and tried to ponder her life.
She hadn't told anyone yet, but she had met someone a few days ago –the very person who she had gone to meet when Bit had distracted Harry. That person was no other than Leon. He had just been passing through town, but had decided not to stay at the hover cargo because he had come with a few of his friends and they had seemed to want secrecy for some reason or another.
The only reason she had come to know of his being there was because she'd spotted him dining composedly in a restaurant. She'd been too surprised to believe it or say anything at first, but when realization hit her she'd shrieked like a banshee. Leon had been equally as happy to see her but had sworn her to secrecy. It wasn't that he didn't trust his own father, but he had promised his friends of his not saying a word –and if Leon was anything, he was loyal, loyal to the end.
His two acquaintances were zoid warriors, but they only fought the Backdraft. It was their sworn duty, and that of their parents before them, to rid the world of the Backdraft. Tristan and Trina were twins and not too much older than herself. Tristan was rather reserved and he was usually lost to the world whenever he was wading through deep thoughts for hours on end. Trina was more of a free spirit and if Leena hadn't known better she would have sworn that Trina could no more be a zoid warrior than Brad could be a ballerina.
The sun began to stab her eyes, regardless of the fact that she had them completely shut. Leena sighed, regretting the end of her meditation, and slipped back down the access ladder into base. Today she would see them all again, but until then time would move too slowly for her to stand.
If she'd been lucky enough in her friends and relations to have another girl in the base it would have been quite a relief. Her father and the boys were excellent company when she desired it, but a girl had to be a girl sometimes, no matter how much of a tomboy she was. Unfortunately, her present situation didn't give her much leeway, and even if she had a girl to talk to, she probably wouldn't have been able to tell her friend anything. Leena sighed heavily as she jumped down from the ladder, soon she would see him again –Tristan.