Chapter One

The Century's End

In moments, the dust cleared, the rubble began to settle, and the small flames on charred and warped metal began to die. Visibility was low, and more falling materials began to impact the scorched earth. Whether they were from Zoid parts, or rubble from buildings, or even- pilots or people was unclear. The scene was a saddening and depressing one. On the ground itself, one of the Zoid pilots managed to somehow crawl out of their zoid- or rather; what was left of it.

Leena Toros had just climbed out of the cockpit of her Gun Sniper. The zoid was now reduced to a wreck, most of the zoid's weapons apart from the actual body of her machine. She didn't pay attention, nor did she notice how bad her own wounds were until she moved. There were bruises and cuts all along her body, and she felt as if she had broken her left arm in two. Her head was bleeding slowly, and tears were sprinting from her eyes to her chin. This didn't matter to her. She took a look at the scene of death around her, and it was something she couldn't have imagined nor prepared for in her worst nightmare. It took all of the happiness in her soul away in an instant.

"No. NOOOOO!"

She quickly fell to the ground. The dust and dirt in the air danced on her pale skin. She didn't care. Everything they prepared and fought for was all for naught. It was gone- all of it.

"Brad! Jamie!" Her voice screamed out into the distance, desperately praying for her comrades. Only silence returned her cries.

Reality then burned itself in upon her young mind. She looked hopelessly for the wreckage of a green Raynos, or the remains of a Shadow Fox. Her eyes met nothing but destruction around her. There were hundreds of motionless zoids, buried and literally collecting dust. More tears began to form in her eyes and her sobs of sadness became uncontrollable. She couldn't hope to control them, and she buried her face in her hands.

"NOOOOO!"

Her sobs were becoming louder and louder, but nobody was going to hear. Then, the only sign of any possible hope flashed into her mind.

"Bit! Bit! Where are you!" she cried out. Hoping for Bit Cloud to save the day once more, but that looked less and less realistic each passing second. Her life… and the century appeared to be over.