ZOIDS
Tale of Two Worlds
Chapter 1: The Corruption
Organized under strict rules and regulations, Zoid battles are fighting competitions held on enormous battlefields using mechanical combat units known as zoids. The enthusiastic young warriors put their pride on the line and sharpen their skills against one another. These zoids are the ultimate combat weapons as they have been used numerous times in wars and are also in line with Zoid Eve, who is the master, of all Zoids. Organoids or organic zoids have been continually used by the heroes and darkest villains of all times. But most importantly, every child on the planet Zi is taught that the origins of mankind had first started on Earth, the blue planet. Little is known about this place. It is also unknown whether or not Zoids even exist on planet Earth.
Meanwhile, far across the reaches of the Milky Way across the nucleus that governs the spiral bound assembly of stars lays our sun, the solar system, and our humble home. Earthlings are ignorant of Planet Zi, the project that sent humans to the darkest regions of space, the government conspiracy, the three men and women that vanished from the face of earth. Yet we are unaware of what has happened. We resume our daily lives with no indication of this secret. The greatest scientists, Einstein, had no premonition of the new forces that occupied our universe. But enough of my useless rambling. Today I bring you the first unraveling of this mystery. All the controversies of modern science were solved. But we were unaware. Oh the woe, oh the pity, it is the year 2008. America is as strong as ever while the earth is on the tip of a World War III that would bring the eagle to its downfall....
"Professor, I really think you should take a look at this. Our new microwave detector is picking up strange signals from solar system 26-15-9-4."
"Pah! After all these years of research and suddenly the system we've spent one million dollars on fruitless efforts finally suddenly show up? Impossible. I bet there is a flaw with the new detector. Aim the other ones at the system. I want no surface scans untraced. Get them all on!" The heavy professor sank down on his chair looking over the countless calculations he had been doing all his life. Even his acting voice couldn't conceal the new glimmer of hope. Yet it was a very faint light, for that system had already been checked. He swiveled around and got up the database for the system.
"Computer, get me all you can about system 26-15-9-3!"
With a monotonous voice, the artificial speaker replied, "Sir, this is the 4th time you have accessed this database. The new development has been recorded under system file 26-15-9-4."
"Fine! Get me system 26-15-9-4."
"As you wish."
With a whir the computer started compiling everything it could on the subject. "Time of last scan: Corrupted. Time of first scan: Corru-"
"Hey what the-"
"Surface Area: Corrupted. Compilation complete. All files appear to be corrupt."
"What about the newest scan?"
"That has not been corrupted. I will print out the results." The printer buzzed as 23 pages flew out. He snatched them and had just started performing more calculations when the worker interrupted again.
"All of the satellite and ground detectors have been focused onto the planet. All sequences have been confirmed."
"Computer, get the previous data back on the screen!"
"Sorry, data corrupted"
The professor's face dawned with reality. "Quickly prints out all new developments then immediately scan the entire system for viruses." In the mad race to retrieve the data, the question was not now how. It was why.
Professor Yagonativa woke with a start. Was it all a dream? That belief was quickly dispelled with the notice of the 80 page file on his desk. He settled back in bed with relief. Suddenly shivers began to creep up his spine. Then he heard a tiny tinkle of glass shattering.
As he grasped the microphone stand in his hands, he crept down the stairs like a leopard stalking his prey. Soon the audible sounds of mumbling and whispering filled his ears. Then it went silent. He had squeaked the floorboards. Suddenly the intruders were aware of his awareness. Soft footsteps started towards the base of the stairway. With a click, an invisible rod raised up head level to the bewildered man. In response, he started swinging his stand wildly. At one point he heard the clunk of metal hit the floor as the intruder yowled in silent agony. One call and the mysterious men disappeared as quietly as they had appeared. With a sigh of relief, he headed upstairs. With one quick glance he knew what they were after. Suddenly his home looked less inviting.
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"After that long vacation I'm sure looking forward to new Zoid battles! I wonder what other teams are in class S." Bit exclaimed as the hover cargo slowly crawled towards the Zoid Battle Commission's Headquarters.
"We will be in for a challenge, that's for sure." Brad added.
"But we'll be ready!" Leena finished.
After winning the Royal Cup; erhem, let me start again; Planet Zi, home of Zoids, and the famous Blitz team. After winning the Royal Cup, the Blitz team had moved to the prestigious Class S. Using their prize money they went on vacation and relaxed. Now they were all anxious to get into another battle.
"Hey everybody!" Dr. Tauros yelled, "Take a look at this! The Zoid battle commission has given us an urgent message!"
"Maybe it's our first battle!"
"Gather round everybody." He typed a few digits in and the monitor flickered to life.
"Greetings to the Blitz team! I see that you're all rested up and anxious to get into another battle."
"You said it!"
"Unfortunately the battle has been postponed because we have just recently lost one of our main judge satellites."
"Hmm. I wonder what could have caused that. Possibly the Backdraft group?"
"I don't think so. Anyway, we were planning to refurbish most of the Judge Satellites so losing one isn't such a big problem. It happens. Sometimes solar flares are to blame. To bad the government doesn't spend more to explore the depths of space."
"When do you think we'll get our next challenge?"
"If you stay were you are it probably won't be until a month." He paused, and then continued. "However, if you can get the Hover Cargo within a 100,000 mile radius of our headquarters I can get arranged immediately."
"You heard the old man. Let's get over to their place so we can get started!"
"Thanks for the news!"
"No problem. It's not often I hear from teams in class S."
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Grasping the leather suitcase tightly, the Professor made his way to the center of the Secret Service. He wanted answers, but every door he opened left more questions unanswered.
Next Time: The Experiment
Tale of Two Worlds
Chapter 1: The Corruption
Organized under strict rules and regulations, Zoid battles are fighting competitions held on enormous battlefields using mechanical combat units known as zoids. The enthusiastic young warriors put their pride on the line and sharpen their skills against one another. These zoids are the ultimate combat weapons as they have been used numerous times in wars and are also in line with Zoid Eve, who is the master, of all Zoids. Organoids or organic zoids have been continually used by the heroes and darkest villains of all times. But most importantly, every child on the planet Zi is taught that the origins of mankind had first started on Earth, the blue planet. Little is known about this place. It is also unknown whether or not Zoids even exist on planet Earth.
Meanwhile, far across the reaches of the Milky Way across the nucleus that governs the spiral bound assembly of stars lays our sun, the solar system, and our humble home. Earthlings are ignorant of Planet Zi, the project that sent humans to the darkest regions of space, the government conspiracy, the three men and women that vanished from the face of earth. Yet we are unaware of what has happened. We resume our daily lives with no indication of this secret. The greatest scientists, Einstein, had no premonition of the new forces that occupied our universe. But enough of my useless rambling. Today I bring you the first unraveling of this mystery. All the controversies of modern science were solved. But we were unaware. Oh the woe, oh the pity, it is the year 2008. America is as strong as ever while the earth is on the tip of a World War III that would bring the eagle to its downfall....
"Professor, I really think you should take a look at this. Our new microwave detector is picking up strange signals from solar system 26-15-9-4."
"Pah! After all these years of research and suddenly the system we've spent one million dollars on fruitless efforts finally suddenly show up? Impossible. I bet there is a flaw with the new detector. Aim the other ones at the system. I want no surface scans untraced. Get them all on!" The heavy professor sank down on his chair looking over the countless calculations he had been doing all his life. Even his acting voice couldn't conceal the new glimmer of hope. Yet it was a very faint light, for that system had already been checked. He swiveled around and got up the database for the system.
"Computer, get me all you can about system 26-15-9-3!"
With a monotonous voice, the artificial speaker replied, "Sir, this is the 4th time you have accessed this database. The new development has been recorded under system file 26-15-9-4."
"Fine! Get me system 26-15-9-4."
"As you wish."
With a whir the computer started compiling everything it could on the subject. "Time of last scan: Corrupted. Time of first scan: Corru-"
"Hey what the-"
"Surface Area: Corrupted. Compilation complete. All files appear to be corrupt."
"What about the newest scan?"
"That has not been corrupted. I will print out the results." The printer buzzed as 23 pages flew out. He snatched them and had just started performing more calculations when the worker interrupted again.
"All of the satellite and ground detectors have been focused onto the planet. All sequences have been confirmed."
"Computer, get the previous data back on the screen!"
"Sorry, data corrupted"
The professor's face dawned with reality. "Quickly prints out all new developments then immediately scan the entire system for viruses." In the mad race to retrieve the data, the question was not now how. It was why.
Professor Yagonativa woke with a start. Was it all a dream? That belief was quickly dispelled with the notice of the 80 page file on his desk. He settled back in bed with relief. Suddenly shivers began to creep up his spine. Then he heard a tiny tinkle of glass shattering.
As he grasped the microphone stand in his hands, he crept down the stairs like a leopard stalking his prey. Soon the audible sounds of mumbling and whispering filled his ears. Then it went silent. He had squeaked the floorboards. Suddenly the intruders were aware of his awareness. Soft footsteps started towards the base of the stairway. With a click, an invisible rod raised up head level to the bewildered man. In response, he started swinging his stand wildly. At one point he heard the clunk of metal hit the floor as the intruder yowled in silent agony. One call and the mysterious men disappeared as quietly as they had appeared. With a sigh of relief, he headed upstairs. With one quick glance he knew what they were after. Suddenly his home looked less inviting.
________________________
"After that long vacation I'm sure looking forward to new Zoid battles! I wonder what other teams are in class S." Bit exclaimed as the hover cargo slowly crawled towards the Zoid Battle Commission's Headquarters.
"We will be in for a challenge, that's for sure." Brad added.
"But we'll be ready!" Leena finished.
After winning the Royal Cup; erhem, let me start again; Planet Zi, home of Zoids, and the famous Blitz team. After winning the Royal Cup, the Blitz team had moved to the prestigious Class S. Using their prize money they went on vacation and relaxed. Now they were all anxious to get into another battle.
"Hey everybody!" Dr. Tauros yelled, "Take a look at this! The Zoid battle commission has given us an urgent message!"
"Maybe it's our first battle!"
"Gather round everybody." He typed a few digits in and the monitor flickered to life.
"Greetings to the Blitz team! I see that you're all rested up and anxious to get into another battle."
"You said it!"
"Unfortunately the battle has been postponed because we have just recently lost one of our main judge satellites."
"Hmm. I wonder what could have caused that. Possibly the Backdraft group?"
"I don't think so. Anyway, we were planning to refurbish most of the Judge Satellites so losing one isn't such a big problem. It happens. Sometimes solar flares are to blame. To bad the government doesn't spend more to explore the depths of space."
"When do you think we'll get our next challenge?"
"If you stay were you are it probably won't be until a month." He paused, and then continued. "However, if you can get the Hover Cargo within a 100,000 mile radius of our headquarters I can get arranged immediately."
"You heard the old man. Let's get over to their place so we can get started!"
"Thanks for the news!"
"No problem. It's not often I hear from teams in class S."
________________________
Grasping the leather suitcase tightly, the Professor made his way to the center of the Secret Service. He wanted answers, but every door he opened left more questions unanswered.
Next Time: The Experiment