The Dark Force of Ryss
written by: Red Rum
Note: Zoids owns me, not the other way around.
I was wrong to think I could change Raven. He's hopeless, and the only one I'll ever find any use for is another Zoidian.
That leaves only Alise Lynette.
Raven would have been a good tool, for he had strength, and wasn't easily swayed. Determined, but stubborn. Which is why I couldn't put up with him.
"Spectral, come here." The organoid appears at my command. "Go find Alise Lynette and bring her back here." Reuniting the Zoidians at Zoids Eve.
I walked around the various stone statues, studying their grace, their magnificent presence. I was very aware of my importance. Hers too. They were beckoning me to reveal their true capability. And while I wasn't quite willing to sacrifice myself, I could find someone else to do it for me.
There was a lone pod in the back. Nothing spectacular, just a green glass-like shield that I found broken into little pieces after it had stored Shadow. Shadow, who had fallen under the depraved influence of the Dark Kaiser.
This was the pod I healed and repaired, ready for Alise. She'd bring back power unimaginable, all to be harnessed by me.
Out of Hiltz's control, I found new ways to satisfy my need for dark strength. The natural place for a Zoidian to look was Zoid Eve. It was ultimate good, and ultimate evil rolled into one. I smirk with satisfaction.
Lucky Raven, I think. He's not victim to my control anymore.
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I woke up in an instant after hearing something deep inside me. It's been at least a year since I've even thought about Zoid Eve, other than a project. It's calling me back, I fear.
I look around the empty room. I find it awfully cold when no one's around. I wish Van was here.
Right now, Van's helping to excavate a newfound ruin, and I'll be joining them later to see if I can conjure up any memory. Not like I want to, but I must help however I can.
I get out of bed and turn on the light. The room doesn't look as haunting. I decide to see what I can do around the base.
Suddenly, a flash appears before my eyes, which I recognize as Spectral a moment too late. I turn around at hearing glass break, but the organoid already has me in its grasp. What is Ryss' organoid doing here? If only I had someone to help me. Van! Zeke would sure be a big help about now. I struggle, but I know it's useless.
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I hear a low growl from Spectral. So she's here.
Perfect.
I hear her call out my name once she spots me. I turn around and look at the only other living Zoidian.
I look at the body, which is defiant even at capture. This shell only represents power to me. I walk toward the two, stopping a meter in front of them.
"Release her," I command Spectral, who does so.
She stands up tall and looks me straight in the eye. For such a seemingly sweet girl, she's awfully bold. I smile.
"Why am I here, Ryss?" she demands.
I examine her. I see she feels inferior under my gaze when I inspect her emotion.
"For my benefit." She doesn't say anything.
"I am preparing to relinquish you to the higher Zoidian powers so that I might gain powers unimaginable."
"I thought you were out of the darkness' grip. You were trusted."
I take one step closer to her and smile wickedly. She stares back at me, then I grab her shirt, and lead her to the pod chamber.
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What the heck happened to Ryss?
One moment she's following me around all the time, clinging to me, the next she's evil again and trying to gain power. Which would explain why she was following me around.
I'm glad I'm not in her grip anymore. She got on my nerves. I may not be considered against the Imperial or Republic anymore, but it doesn't mean I'm still not a threat. I just don't want to fight anymore.
I wonder what's happened to the rest of the idiots, the ones on the Guardian Force. Most likely Van's still their valiant hero, to be worshipped. Fiona's probably his girlfriend; it's only a matter of time until they get married. A useless war, and the only good to come of that was the defeat of Hiltz and Prozen.
Especially Prozen.
Ryss revealed to me my childhood, my tormented past, and it's why I hate Prozen. Taken as a young child, raised as a weapon. I wouldn't be so messed up now if it weren't for him.
Thanks.
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Stupid pod, it's uncomfortable in here.
Ryss grins at me wickedly and prepares some tools for the ceremony. Spectral looks bored. I look around. I'm surprised I can keep my eyes open like this in the liquid. Hey wait; am I going to start getting all wrinkly in here?
Ryss stares intently at my pod. Gracious, she has the most unnerving stare, eyes that seem to be just about everywhere at once. It's not a harsh glare, but it's still creepy.
"You won't have to wait much longer, Fiona." She smiles as she speaks. I glare back.
"It won't hurt." That doesn't change my outlook on the situation at all. She paces around my viridescent-hued chamber then stops.
"Just a second. I'll be right backā¦" Ryss dashes off and leaves me behind wondering what in the world it's all about.
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End Chapter 1
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