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Wild Flowers

Chapter I: Scavenger

I am a Scavenger. Well, that's what they call people like me. I know, I know. Why would someone like me be a scavenger? To answer that, I need to tell you about this planet. The Planet Zi.

It was years ago when the first humans came to this planet. Came being a loosely chosen term. The colony ships that left the planet Earth to find new planets to colonize met with an accident and made an immediate stop to the nearest planet.

This planet.

The Planet had been decimated by war. Well, most of it. The Helic Republic, one of the countries of Planet Zi, was in need of help, and humans, in turn, helped them rebuild.

Years of peace ensured though tensions were evident.

Man, why does this history book have to be dramatic? To make a long story short, The Helic Republic and The Guylos Empire are still sore about the war that happened years ago. If I were them, they'd better get their priorities straight and help the people instead.

Sure they get aid but come on! Zi's a big planet!

Anyway, what made Zi cool was the presence of Zoids! Man! They're bon-diggity! I mean where else you could find robotic animals that you could pilot? At some time they could even be pilotless since most of them have their instinct AIs still running. Imagine a heard of wild Zoids running through the plains.

I wish I had one. That's why I'm scavenging. I get parts of old and destroyed zoids in the dessert or anywhere else and sell them or if I get lucky I could find a wild zoid and befriend him.

I'm not choosy. I'd take a Molga, that's a caterpillar type zoid for you non-connoisseurs. In any case, I have this friend, I call him Wolf, who said that he could set me up with a zoid if I'm willing. The problem was he lives in the northern part of the globe. I think it was where the once mighty Zenebas Empire was located. Probably one of its borders.

In any case, it'll be a long time until I get my own zoid. And when I do, we'd b e best buds for sure.

Oh, by the way. My name's Ron Stoppable and I'm a Scavenger.

Zoid Research Facility

Guylos

The alarm klaxon sounded in the facility as the people scrambled to answer the alarm. Usually, the people in the facility were expecting something to attack them since tensions were high between Helic Republic and Guylos. But they never thought that the attack would come from within.

"What happened?" said a lieutenant as she surveyed the scene. Lieutenant Sheila Go was the commander of the 23rd Zoid Division stationed at the facility to guard it from enemy attacks. The dark haired, emerald eyed woman was one of the Empire's best Zoid pilots. She favored her black Zaber Fang with green highlights among the zoids that she had piloted.

A researcher stopped to answer her. Out of breath, it took a few moments for him to gather his composure.

"It's loose!" he practically screamed. "It rejected every command we gave it. It's going nuts! It's trying to get out!"

"What is?" Lieutenant Go asked but the man left before she was answered. Suddenly, she heard an angry roar of a wild beast before the facility shook as something struck it. Lt. Go immediately ran towards where she heard the roar. As she turned into a hangar, she was shocked at what she saw.

The place was trashed. Several heavily damaged zoids lay around the hangar as if something slashed through them. And, looking at the gaping hangar wall, that something was loose.

Serenity

Helic Republic

Two days Later

Lt. Kimberly Ann Possible sighed as she read the report she was reading. For two weeks she had been posted near the wasteland to survey for the enemy. What enemy? Kim was tempted to shout out loud. The wasteland was no place for anyone. Years ago a meteor crashed in the western continent and devastated the area.

The only people that roamed the wasteland were bandits and scavengers. She didn't know which was worse. Bandits attack people and pillage their village while scavengers attack people with zoids and steal their parts. She must admit that there were scavengers that played by the rules and only salvage junked zoids but more often than not, they're a menace.

Since the Helic army was, at the moment, undermanned, Kim had to man her post alone with Pathfinder, her Command Wolf. It was a tiring job but someone had to do it, and sometimes Kim wished that it was not her.

She sighed as she checked her scanners. She had some leave coming up but that was days away. She couldn't wait to go back to the city and do what every young woman does in her day off. Shop! It had been a while since she wore something other than her uniform, though it had also been a while since she had a cute boyfriend.

Some of the pilots in The Helic Army were cute but too full of themselves. And one of them thought that he had a chance with Kim Possible. Kim wasn't flattered from his attentions and did what anyone would. She kneed him on the gonads. Unfortunately, he outranked her. Thus the post near the wasteland.

Luckily it was not worse. A General saw the whole thing and prevented the officer to give just cause for her removal from the service.

But she was bored! She didn't mind patrol but there was nothing to do. She didn't have a relief and was on call 24/7. She needed a break. She needed a change.

"I think I need a boyfriend," Kim sighed her frustration as she continued to monitor her equipments.

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Wasteland

In the middle of the desert a zoid, fallen from wars of long ago was buried in the sand. Half of its body was sticking out, helpless against the elements.

And against something else.

"Aw man!" a man in his late teens said as he came up from the cockpit. "This thing's been looted! How come the best parts are hart to find?"

Ron Stoppable sighed as he sat on the cockpit's seat, which, surprisingly, was still there. Ron came across the relic of a Shield Liger before sunrise. He knew it he could find a good part, he could get a good price for it.

But it was a bust. Most of the Liger's parts were destroyed and the rest were taken out by scavengers. Ron looked around the cockpit. Despite the damage, he knew that this zoid had a good pilot. He could sense the zoid's feelings, even though it was like a lingering spirit that would not rest.

The Liger and its pilot had a good run. In the end, the zoid sacrificed itself for the safety of its pilot.

Ron looked around and saw a half opened panel by his side. Taking out his switchblade, he pried the panel open and blinked in surprise.

He found something wrapped in a velvet pouch. Opening it, he was astounded to see a journal in good condition. As he flipped the pages, he found a picture on one of the pages.

It was a picture of a man in his twenties in front of the Shield Liger with a pregnant woman and a little girl with red hair. Ron smiled. The man had a beautiful family. He hoped that the man made it back. It would be sad to think that a cute kid like his would live without a father who, obviously from the picture, treasured them.

From the panel, he took out something else. It was a black box. Ron frowned, it looked like the memory unit of a computer. Shrugging, he placed the journal and the box in his back pack and exited the cockpit.

As soon as he was on the ground, he paused and looked towards the Helic Republic. It was like something was pointing him in that direction. Always acting on his gut instinct he pressed a button on the keychain he had and a container truck decloaked near the Liger.

Looking back at the Liger, he stood straight and gave it a salute of respect for its bravery. As he ended the salute he gave a silent vow to find the Liger's pilot and return his belongings to him.

Entering his truck, Ron started it and headed towards where he was urged. And left it to fate what his future would be.

(end of 1)

A/n: Zoid/Kim Possible fusion. This is an experiment. Be gentle.