Don't own anything except Aeron's name. Rest goes to Fossil Fighters.
Aeron's P.O.V.
"You did it! Haha I can't believe it!" Todd was prancing around the room, laughing and punching his fists in the air.
"Watch it," Rupert warned, though he was smiling as well. "Yeah, he'll sick his Mapo on ya!" Pauleen crowed, elbowing the white haired teen in the shoulder. He rolled his eyes and turned towards me. My heart fluttered frantically for a second, before I got a hold of myself. "Hey, don't just go and diss Rupert like that, Todd. It wasn't easy beating him," I tried to tell my best friend, but he was too busy singing "We Are the Champions" to notice.
Pauleen giggled, "Maybe, but you had your vivosaurs whaling on him!" She twirled on the balls of her feet and grinned. "Mapo didn't stand a chance against your Nycto Ace!" At that the two vivosaurs in question turned their heads towards the girl. We were resting in a park somewhere near Ribular Island's coast. The results and announcements of the Caliosteo Cup would come later in Cranial City, so we were enjoying our hard-earned time off. Our vivosaurs were stretched out in the grass, exhausted from the tournament finals.
Nycto Ace, Tricera, Dimetro, and Tophis looked sleepy and bleary eyed, and I didn't blame them. They were my vivosaurs after all, and as much as I love them, I pushed them hard. Todd joked that I pushed too hard sometimes. I countered with who was still in the Cup.
I fingered the Dino Medals in my hand absent-mindedly when something began beeping in my pocket. I noticed that my friends also had beeping problems. We all dug our phones out of our pockets to see a message scrawled across the screen.
Meet me in my office. It was Joe Wildwest.
"Grrr, can't that guy give us a break?" Pauleen moaned, shoving her phone in her pocket. She pushed herself to her feet and sighed dejectedly, cracking her back. The rest of us followed suit, returning our vivosaurs to their Dino Medals.
It took us about ten minutes to get back into Ribular town and towards the helicopter pick-up. A green vivosaur medal machine (hence VMM) stood idly by next to it. Skittering to a stop, I punched in my I.D. and deposited three of my trusty revived dinosaurs, deciding to keep Nycto with me. Rupert repeated the action, choosing to hold on to his Mapo, and nodded at me. I felt immediate heat rush to my cheeks, and nodded back, keeping my head dipped until I was sure I had stopped blushing. Pauleen raised her eyebrows at me, smiling deviously. When Rupert went off a ways to talk to Todd, I glared at her, only to result in Pauleen's face lighting up in confirmation that I liked the famous fossil fighter more then she had originally thought. I made a mental note to sick Tophis on her.
Harsh winds began to whip around us as the noise of a chopper descending pummeled our ears. It landed and the doors slid open, allowing us inside. It began to ascend, then slowly flew towards Cranial Island.
Cole's P.O.V.
"You're so dead, man," Lola's singsong voice echoed in my ears. I would normally tell her to shut up, but I was too nervous to even care. I twiddled my thumbs while I took heavy breaths. My B-Plesio, B-Lambeo, and B-Rex medals dangled from a holster on my belt as I anxiously paced. Don Boneyard wasn't one I wanted to upset, but the fact that the tournament had finished must mean he was seriously p. if he was requesting us in his office.
Two of the three Bare-Bones commanders were gathered in my room. Usually the custom candle scents calmed me right down, but my heart just tripled rates every time I took a deep breath.
I collapsed next to Lola on my bed, clutching at my chest and wheezing. For once in her life she dropped her hippie accent. "Dude, you look like you're gonna have a heart attack!" She exclaimed, giving me a concerned look. I was glad Lester wasn't here to see this, because then I wouldn't hear the end of it. "Feels like it," I coughed, bringing my knees up to my chest and hugging them, slowly rocking back and fourth. She rubbed my back with a fist, allowing my knotted muscles to relax. I wasn't enjoying this one bit. Nope, not at all. She was just doing this since we looked out for each other like siblings. Yep, that's it.
I slowly uncurled myself and gave her a sideways glance, but she wasn't looking at me any more. Instead, she was swinging her feet in the air as she sat on the edge of my bed. They didn't touch the floor, unlike mine whereas the tips of my designer Converses easily touched it. She was sitting slightly slouched, but even still I was a few inches taller. I knew she hated that.
"What d'you think he's gonna do?" She whispered, staring at the struts in the floor. I shrugged and replied "Lecture us. Maybe whip us into shape with his superior skills then send us to wreak more havoc." I smiled a bit as I looked up at the ceiling.
Lola nodded, then pushed herself to her feet. She put gloved hands on her hips and blew a bubble with her pink bubble gum. "Then why are we waitin' here, man? Lets go blow up stuff!" She turned and marched out of my room. When she realized that I hadn't followed, she backtracked noisily to my room and stuck her head inside. "You comin'?"
"In a few minutes," I told her, facade already restored. She pursed her lips and made a "hmm" sound. "Right," Lola said, popping another stick of bubble gum in her mouth, "but if you don't hurry then me and Lester are gonna blow everything up before you get there!" She then skipped back down the hall and towards Don's office.
I followed her lead and stood, walking towards the door. I put a hand on the knob and stepped outside before pulling it shut.
The meeting, as I predicted, wasn't congratulatory. After a half-an-hour lecture full of yelling, threats, and other fun stuff, the boss had ordered us to train and at least attempt to learn up on our opponents. Hence why I was sitting at the small desk in the corner of my room typing on my laptop.
A half eaten sandwich lied on a plate next to said laptop, abandoned in the midst of research. I'd never admit it to the others, but before I had joined the BB Brigade I'd been a total nerd. Complete with taped together glasses. That's why I was such a hipster now; an attempt to get away from the past.
Light from a small window filtered into my room, sending eerie shadows on the floor. I continued to type on the laptop, pulling up the Caliosteo Island website for the thousandth time. I pulled up the championship line-up, bored out of my mind. Sighing, I backtracked and went to click on another boring link when something caught my blue eyes. Something that hasn't been there a second ago. Looking at it closely, I realized it was a warning and a wanted notice. I felt my eyes bulge when I saw who it was for.
Picking up the still-open laptop, I sprinted down the hall and burst into the rec. room of our base. Silence immediately followed. Unmasked faces peered at my face as I took heaving breaths, my eyes roving over to Lola, who sat at the center table, along with Lester and a few higher ranking soldiers. "Whatcha got, chief?" Lester drawled, tapping playing cards that were sitting on the table.
Wordless and breathless, I approached a tv suspended on the wall and hooked up an auxiliary wire to my laptop. Instantly the page popped up on the much larger screen for everyone to see. It was met with surprised gasps, mutters, and one "Oh...my...god," from Lola. Then eruptions began to go off all around the room.
"Is this a prank?"
"Nuh-uh!"
"That's not possible!"
I got them to shut up when I enlarged the notice so they could see the charges. More muttering and outbursts met this.
Just as one soldier was about to yell something about how impossible this was, the rec. room's door slammed open. Dead silence filled the room as Don Boneyard strode in. "What's all this noise about?" He said menacingly. I stepped aside to let him read the notice.
After a moment, he gave a slightly shocked response. "So he's behind this," the snarl in his voice made it clear that no one was to question him. The skeleton turned towards me. "Find her," was the only two words he uttered a he drifted out of the room. As he left, I could've swore I heard "at all costs."
Yay, first video game fanfic! So it's for Fossil Fighters: Champions, and it was just a quick throw-together of something that's been whirling around in the back of my brain for awhile now. Yes, the story will be changed in the next chapter.
Do you guys want me to add in the boy fighter? Just a question.
