So I was playing Bloody Roar 3 on my X-box and I thought some kinda animation movie with this idea would be awesome. Bloody Roar claimed one of the best concepts for fighting. Animal Metamorphs. Had the idea for a story and started to write it, had to do some reasearch on the new Bloody Roar 4, to find more characters. I didn't use Crow and some other from the first Bloody Roar and I thought up two characters of my own; don't want to ruin the surprise, I'll tell you which once they show. Every other character and recognizable terms as Zoanthropes belong and/or are from the video-game Bloody Roar. Story line is mine.

I do hope you enjoy, in case you read this, and have a good time.

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It is 2061 and right behind the moon; the first alien ship sits tight waiting for something.

It is to be expected that all of earth has gone into an unbelievable frenzy probably not even noticed by these aliens. The moon was fairly occupied and less now that they were so close. But that was the case on the planet of regular humans…leaders trying to avoid the media, the media trying to kill each other for news, people taking strikes everywhere to sit home and see what's happening and corporations like NASA and the united nations space agency having to force sleeping pills down their scientists' throats so they can get some sleep every three days or so, think right once in a while. But in the ship, all hell has broken loose.

To the naked eye it just sits there waiting, but if you would peek inside…you would see animals with human traits fighting a bloody battle, metamorphing from men to beast to men again to beast and so on. You see, it is a ship from a race of metamorphs that have a custom. Every few years they have a tournament between their best warriors who voluntarily fight to see who's best and win the prize… but this ship was hijacked by terrorists who were now fighting for control of the ship against the royal guard.

A man stands half frightened, half threatening hearing the screams and shouts and looking around at the stasis pods that were transporting the champions. Suddenly, the blast door for that room starts getting hammered. He looks to his squad of last guards and says:

"Don't transform yet, you'll waste your energy"

"Any last tactical advice to give cap'n?"

"Kill at least two of them. Boys, you do know what I have to do right?"

"Yes, fire off the stasis pods to that habited planet and self-destruct this ship."

"That's right…no terrorist must ever succeed in any attempt of terrorizing. Tell me…are we afraid?"

"HELL NO SIR!"

"Yer' damn right!" The captain shouts, proud of his boys. Not one of them falters.

"Sir, once the door comes down, escape and head for the bridge. Blow up this defiled junkyard."

"I can't leave you in the battle alone!"

"You're the only one strong enough to pierce through them sir!"

"God dammit you're right…I'll just fire the stasis pod right now." The captain says, but as he runs to fire the escape pods the blast doors come down, he turns to the door and runs at it shouting:

"MAKE SURE YOU… " He starts his transformation; he puts his hands on the floor running like a quadruped while his head turns gray and gains two horn; from head to toe, he turns into a rhinoceros… "SET THEM FREE." He shouts as he pierces right through a bull, stomping him like if he was nothing. This was a rhino with human traits; it basically means he just turned himself into a huge man with the characteristic horns and some really heavy paws plus the hardened skin.

He pierces through and heads to the bridge…his loyal men also transform and half of them fend off the attackers while the other half fires the now escape pods. A snake-like woman runs through the whole room evading attacks with spineless stunts she conjures as she frees the stasis pods.

"Damnation! Somebody stop that rhino! And start blowing up the pods already!" One of the attackers shouts.

Back on the bridge the captain, in his beast form, finds a beast ox. They both stand up on both legs and the ox wins the height contest…but the captain had the weight.

"You'll never have them!" The captain says.

"We want them DEAD you fool!"

"Why?"

"They are unholy, they are foul! One of them has power like no one has ever seen before, he could destroy us all can't you see that?"

The captain wasn't a man to just give up on an argument, but he hadn't the time so he just says:

"Get out a' my way!"

"I know the procedure; you want to blow this thing. Over my dead body!"

"THAT'S THE POINT!" The captain shouts as he stomps his way into a two legged run, he lets his front legs fall and charges the ox with the kind of strength he could not withstand. He pushes him right into the controls and presses the button he was diving for.

Most of the contenders die in the explosion…only the few to get out first survive. That was a massive ship holding on to more than 200 passengers, 50 contenders alone sleeping comfortably through the whole ordeal. Little more than a dozen survived.…out of 200 little more than a dozen made it out and now they were on their way to the most aggressive and ignorant planet on the entire system. Superstitious, religious, and now watching patiently but VERY nervously as pods circle the moon and head right into their planet. They watch as they enter the atmosphere and bash into cities, deserts, rivers, forests, mountains and bridges causing such havoc that the only positive side was that they would undoubtedly be captured and secured for later studies by the most intelligent minds on earth…or should there be any doubt?

In any case, the whole world gasps as the first alien visitors land aggressively in man's lap. The scientists are sweating, the media actually pull guns on social workers and public transports to get them there, and the whole world stops working if only for a few minutes waiting to know the most important question there is in such an incredibly and rushed situation…"what now?"

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THANK YOU FOR READING! Please review.

Alright, what now indeed. Excuse for any mistake, ortographic, grammatic or otherwise but English is not my language, still, judge it as if it was.

Thanks again, sya next time.

Kuzco