Winds of Fate...

By Sabre 220

**Disclaimer: I own none of the bloody roar concepts. I am borrowing the concept of zoanthropes and using the characters and concepts without permission. This is in no way shape or form official material.

**Authors Notes: K, if you have read one of my other fics you'll recognize the main character. But it's just a thing I'm basing off of BR: Primal Fury.

Chapter 1:

She coughed up blood as the guard kicked her in the gut again. Cronos continued to pace while personally interrogating th black leather clad silver haired zoanthrope.

"I'll ask you once again. Who sent you?" Cronos demanded.

"I already answered that. I'm here of my own free will to ask for fare back to Tokyo."

Cronos rubbed his temples and a guard went to kick her again. He held his hand up and he didn't kick her.

"You caused some trouble." Cronos muttered.

"That freak was trying to rape me."

"But he was a zoanthrope. What's a human like you to do about it?" Cronos taunted. He had planned that phrase and was expecting only a few answers. She started snarling and shot right up. The guards barely held her back.

"I'M A DAMN ZOANTHROPE!" She shouted.

"Then what's your name?"

"I don't have one at the point in time." She answered calming down and breaking free of the grips. She pulled a pendant from under her navy blue spandex top, it was a platinum komodo dragon clutching a silver crystal.

"Is this significant?" Cronos asked looking up from the pendant.

"I don't change because my beast form is pathetic. I can transform into a beast form, a Komodo Dragoness if you will. But by all standards it is pathetic."

"But yet your human form is in excellent shape. You overpowered three guards while you were fuming. I doubt it was your rage."

"Shove it you arrogant bastard. I came here, with hope that Fate would deal me a kind hand and that I might get fare for a plane ticket to Tokyo.... Hell I will give you a blowjob for the cash."

Cronos looked at her quizically.

"Back to the original question. What's your name?"

"I don't have one, the last three have been bad luck."

"List them if you will..."

"Veronica, Mirelle and Konai."

"Lovely names if I do say so myself." Cronos muttered.

"Your highness. I don't give a shit. I just want to get back to my friends and family." She pleaded.

"You look like a fighter from my recent tournament. I believe her name was Shina."

"Would her name have been Jane Gado?"

"No idea... You are yet to answer my question about your name..."

"I don't have one."

"Then about this plane ticket. Are you truly that desperate? That you'd lower yourself to prostitute level to get it?"

"I'll do anything if it means getting back to my family."

"Take off that jacket. Those plates are obscuring your figure. I'd like to see your true figure." Cronos ordered. She undid the jacket and shrugged it off, revealing her slim waist, slim shoulders, incredible bust, and some scars. She pulled off and dropped the two foot machete before anything was said. She also shrugged off her gloves with inlaid rivets. "Hmm.. Scars? From what?" Cronos asked, admiring her figure.

"Operation. In a past fight my entire rib cage was shattered.. Happy?"

"Lose the attitude. I determine your fate." Cronos reminded.

"Your highness.." She growled. "I prefer not to be unarmored around zoanthropes."

"Well it stays like this. The thought of that machete is disturbing."

"Can we please get on with this?"

"You still need a name."

She chuckled at the old problem being brought up. Cronos caught the sight of two fangs in her mouth. Only for a split second. She caught him staring.

"Did your parents never teach you it's rude to stare?"

"Those fangs.. I must see them again."

"Bite me...." She sneered. She chuckled at the joke and smiled, revealing the two fangs once again. Cronos studied them for a few minutes.

"How'd you get those?"

"None of your business... Can you just give me a name so we can get over this?"

"Ultima... Nah... Nara.. Perfect."

"Great I'm Nara..." She grumbled.

"Well Nara, I will have to consider your request. Care to stay for dinner?" Cronos asked.

"Are you asking me out on a date? I'm twenty four.... I don't know how young you are..."

"You have too much attitude. Let's see what a night in the dungeons does to improve that aspect." Cronos said leaving. She just started growling. One of the guards went to grab her and got one of her armored fists in his face, effectively braking his nose. Cronos turned around to see an enraged drifter. Her short silver hair almost seemed to lift itself up. The other guard finally reacted and brought his sword around. She caught it with her gloved hand and broke the blade in half. Her growl turned into a snarl as she bared her fangs, staring straight at Cronos. She crouched and launched herself at Cronos and tackled him to the ground. She remained on top. Her gloved hands on his shoulders.

"Too much attitude? I'll show you too much attitude..." She hissed, raising one hand. Before she could strike Cronos gathered the energy and transformed into his phoenix form. She was sent flying back. He stood up slowly, his energy didn't even seem to drain. Her aura seemed to keep him energized. She sat up and crouched, into a tight fighting position. Cronos shot forward while the guards got out of the way. Cronos brought a hand to bear and connected with her gut. She flew back into the wall, cracking it. She once again got up, Cronos advanced slowly. She lashed out with a flurry of kicks. Cronos saw them all going high and blocked each, she almost fell down and tripped him. But amazingly she brought the leg that she had been resting on down onto his chest and landed on her hands. Popping back up. Before he could stand up she was once again on his, both of her hands at his throat. Effortlessly he picked her up and held her at arms length. "You're good..." She commented hanging suspended by her belt. She twisted herself in a near impossible way and was on Cronos' back, holding onto his neck she forced his airway closed and put him into an effective sleeper hold. Cronos did the only thing that came to mind. Drop on his back. That he did but she held tight. Cronos barely got up, spots appearing in his eyes. He slammed against the wall repeatedly until her hold finally slackened. He turned around rubbing his throat. There she was lying on the groud, wracked in pain. Motionless. Had it not been for her breathing Cronos would've taken her for dead. Changing back he went to roll her over to see the extent of the damage. The illusion fell apart when she transformed. She flipped up, now standing six foot, gray skin, short mane, silver eyes, a physique similar to a komodo dragon's with an equal tail she stood defensively. She lashed out, Cronos, amazed by her slow timing sidestepped and quickly knocked her down and pinned her.

"Change back..." He ordered. She nodded and changed back, still pinned.

"Happy?" She asked, half smiling. Cronos backed off and offered her his hand. "Name's Konai.... Happy now?"

"You could've just said that..."

**Author's notes: Well here is Chapter 1, review, flame.. Just tell me where I went wrong and where I can improve.