I would like to state the fact that this is a very VERY short first chapter, and there is a good reason for that…more or less.  This is just how it has to be fore now, that's all.

Anyway, sorry this took so long to get out, but it wasn't…wait…okay, it was my fault.  I'm lazy.

Well, please read and review, and if you haven't read Premonition and Destined for Loneliness, you may be very confused with this fic.

Disclaimer:  Need I say that I don't own Zoids?  Is it not obvious?  I do not own Zoids.

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The sirens sounded throughout the entire base.  Red lights flashed, coloring the blue walls a dark, blackish purple.  People were running down the halls, each dressed in a navy blue uniform.  They were ZBC officers, and they were frantically searching for something.

"Where's the breach?" questioned one officer to another.

"In the A sector," said the other.  They both sprinted to the A sector of the base that doubled as a prison.  They came to an open cell door and peered inside.  A guard ran by and was stopped by the two officials.

"Tell me," began the first.  "Who was in this cell?"

"Prisoner one five nine eight, Toran Lohan," stated the guard.  Both officers went into a state of shock.

"We have to find him now!" shouted the second officer as the three of them sprinted down the halls.

The sirens were blaring outside the building.  A dark figure, clad in a black uniform, was sneaking around outside.  Search lights were everywhere, but he timed each one with precision, managing to make it out of the way each time.  He got to the high concrete wall surrounding the complex.  He quickly scaled it, something that not many men could do.  He took one last look at the complex, a smirk on his face.

"This was too easy," he stated before jumping down to the other side.

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A pair of eye lids fluttered open after what felt like years of rest and not being used.  Everything around him was blue and unfocused.  He couldn't feel any of his limbs.  He was numb.  He tried turning his head but was instantly met with pain.  It felt like he hadn't moved in years.

"At last," said a quiet voice.  The man focused his attention forward and saw a man standing near him.  It was like looking through a plate of glass.  "You're finally awake.  We were beginning to wonder when you'd come around."  The man didn't respond.  He couldn't.  There was something over his mouth which also covered his nose.  He looked down a little and noticed that the device was attached to a cord, which was connected to something outside of his small area.  Wait…outside?  He used his eyes to look around a little more.  Even though his sight was limited, he was able to understand why everything was so blurry.  He was inside something, the blue stuff being a liquid that was around him.  He was suspended inside of it.  Something about this scared him, and he tried to move but was once again met with pain.  How long had it been?  When was the last time he had been outside?  How had this happened to him?  He couldn't focus right now.  Nothing was making sense.  His memories were jumbled from the years of suspension he had been in.

"What is going on?" asked a new voice.  Another man entered the room.  Both men were dressed in white lab coats.  The first one turned to the new one.

"He's finally awake," stated the first.  "After over a hundred years, he's finally awake."

"That's great.  Now we can begin the testing."  Testing?  The man in the tube didn't like the sound of the word.  He wasn't about to let these men test things on him.  All he wanted was out, and he would find a way to do it.  He just had to wait for the perfect opportunity.

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Night fell and the man in the tube was still waiting for the right opportunity.  Of course, he wasn't sure how he was going to get out.  His muscles no longer hurt and he was able to move around a little.  He needed to find a way, but he most likely wouldn't be able to break out.  The glass was probably very thick.  How am I supposed to escape?  He came up with over fifty ideas, but none of them would work.

Suddenly, the sirens sounded throughout the room.  Lights began to flash, snapping the man to attention.  He looked around, unsure about what was going on.  Suddenly, a beeping sound echoed in his ears as the water began draining from the tube.  The cords automatically detached and the tube opened.  Despite the fact that he was confused beyond reason, he stepped out of it and nearly fell.  He regained his balance and began to walk through the room.  He wasn't sure where he was going, but he knew he wanted to get out.  He needed to escape.  Testing wasn't something he wanted to be used for.

He made it into a long hallway, but his legs were beginning to fail him.  He hadn't used them in so long, and his clothing wasn't helping his mobility.  The black pants and blue shirt were worn with time and currently drenched in the blue liquid.  He didn't care about anything right now, however.  He didn't care how his tube had been opened or who had sounded the alarms.  After only a few more steps, he collapsed to the ground, panting.  He was so tired.  A shadow soon fell over him and he glanced up, his vision blurring.

"Pathetic," said the man before him.  "I can't believe you ended up here, but it's over now.  After all…no agent belongs in a place like this."  And with that, the escapee's eyes closed. 

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See?  It's short, but if I get a nice review, I will make the next chapter longer.  Scouts honor (though I've never been a scout).

I promise, k?

I gotta get going!

Ja ne!