Win all...lose all by Raynos
Spyke, Cyandog, Ikki, Medabee, and any other character do not belong to me.
Irvine and Corbite on the other hand are mine!
Raynos: Before we get to the story I just have to tell everyone that this focuses on Spyke of
the Screws and Cyandog mostly. Yes other characters will be in this story so don't worry. I might also
add some Spyke/Samantha and Cyandog/Peppercat, but I dunno.
Spyke: A story on me you rock, Boss!
Raynos:Don't call me boss.. *clears her throat* ok that mainly it so on with the story. *looks
at Spyke* You know you're kinda cute.
Spyke:I thought you only like Cyandog?
Raynos: Love the medabot so love the medafighter
Spyke: Can we start this already!?
********
Spyke grinned his evil, little grin and shouted into his medawatch, "Cyandog! Shoot this loser to
pieces!"
Cyandog dug his claws into the ground and lifted his right gun at the opponent Medabot. "Right,
Boss!" He then let lose a swarm of bullets.....which missed his opponent by miles, to say nicely.
Spyke blinked in disbelief. "Not a single shot hit...Cyandog, uh, sho-Ahhhh!" Before he could
finish his command the opponent Medabot had punched Cyandog and the dog-type flew right into
Spyke's chest. That took them both out.
"And the winner is Iori's Blackram." Mr. Referee announced.
Iori laughed and looked at the two losers. "Good thing this wasn't a submission robattle, or
your poor doggy would have lost a part! Hahahaha!" He walked away laughing, while both Spyke and
Cyandog were still unconscious.
5 hours later...
The sun was beginning to set when a boy with long spiked hair sat up from his sleep. He looked
down at his Medabot and sighed. "I'm the worst Medafighter in all of Japan and everyone knows
it...I'm in last place." He stood up and picked his dog Medabot up. "Cyandog does his best in
robattles, but he still loses. Maybe I should get rid of that monkey medal-" He shook his head.
"No! He's my best friend! I could never put a new medal in him." Spyke then started his walk home.
Spyke and Cyandog walked down the street casually. Spyke is really not acting like himself,
mainly for the fact that he was actually thinking, no, he was in deep thought, except he spoke
out loud.
"I've always been the deadweight for the Screws and Boss knows that, yet she keeps me in the
gang...is it for pity? No way! Boss would tell me straight out that I suck, right?"
"She's told you a million times that you suck, Boss."
Spyke put his hands into his pockets. "You're not funny, if that's what you think, Cyandog." he
grumbled.
The Medabot quietly laughed until he ran into something; he looked up at Spyke. "Yes, boss?"
"Just to let you know, Cyandog," he made his name seem like a cussword or something bitter,
"you're no better then me. Like Medafighter, like Medabot they say."
Cyandog looked confused. "Who says that?"
"The people!"
"What?"
"Nevermind."
"I know a better saying for us, Boss."
Spyke stopped walking. "What is it?"
"Monkey see, monkey do! Ha! Ha! Ha!"
Spyke looked, annoyed, at his medabot then continued walking. "You've been hanging around
Medabee too long."
The two continued walking down the streets, unbeknown to them two figures were following them.
"So then, Boss's Peppercat lightning jumped Metabee and beat him in one hit. It was so cool! I
wish we could be that good. Don't you want to be known around Japan as great Robattlers, not
losers?"
Cyandog tilted his head. "I suppose, Boss, but I rather be loyal and a good friend to you."
"Wishes can come true, kid."
Spyke suddenly stopped and looked around. "Who's there?"
"Someone who wants to help you win robattles, Spyke."
From the alley Spyke was walking past a figure suddenly shot out and grabbed Cyandog, then
withdrew into the alley's darkness as fast as it appeared.
"Cyandog!" he looked into the alley, but didn't go in. "Give him back!"
"How about you come here."
"Uh I don't know."
"That wasn't a question!"
"What? Ow!"
Spyke then felt something bite him and inject some liquid into his body.
"What are..you....do....ing?" He fell unconscious. The creature then wrapped itself around the
boy and dragged him into the alley.
Spyke came to about five minutes later. He looked around, some garbage cans, rats, and...four
glowing eyes!
"Ahhhh!" Spyke was about to run for his little life when he noticed. "Ugh...w-what's with my
body? I can barely move it." He then noticed he was lying on top of a trash bin.
"Don't worry, my friend. We're not here to hurt you." The taller person said, a grin could be
seen.
"You're not?"
"No. We're here to help."
Spyke tried to move his body again. "If you're wanting to help me, why did you, uh, paralyze my
body?"
"Ssso you wouldn't run away moron!" A voice hissed in a rasped voice.
"I knew that! So how about you show yourself or am I going to look at glowing eyes for this
entire time?"
"Thisss guy isss already becoming annoy, sssir." A bipedal cobra/lizard hybrid medabot spoke.
His body was blue and orange in color and very thin and slick. His hands were normal; five
fingers, but above them were two long claws, for slashing most likely. For his feet, they were
just like Cyandog's feet but he had three toes. His head was the most odd part of his body. His
neck was about two feet long (the length changed since he could extend and retract his neck),
with a cobra head, his eyes glowed red from the cobra's mouth. A long, blue tail flicked back and forth
like a whip.
Name: Corbite
Type: Cobra-type medabot
Specialty: Quick strike
"Shut up, Corbite, and bite him with the antidote."
The snake hissed. "Fine." He grabbed Spyke's right arm and bit into it.
"Ow! That hurts!" Spyke swung at the bot, but he quickly moved out of the way. He then realized.
"Hey I can move."
"Happy? Good. Let me introduce myself." The figure revealed himself to be a kid, about twelve
years old. His light blue spiked hair waved in the wind. He wore an orange/yellow T-shirt with a
pair of tan jeans and black shoes that looked a bit like Ikki's.
"I'm known as Irvine." He extended his hand and Spyke looked at him. Irvine looked at him then
pulled his hand away. "Ok..."
"Hey where's Cyandog?" He looked around for his medabot but didn't see him.
Corbite snapped his finger. "Oh yeah I forgot about him." The medabot quickly ran off farther
into the alley and came back with the familiar blue dog-type. "Catch!" He threw him to Spyke,
who caught him but fell off the bin.
Both Irvine and Corbite shooked their heads. "Do we really have to help thessse losersss?"
Corbite asked.
Irvine nodded his head. "They need all the help they can get." He then turned to Spyke, who was
cleaning his medabot off and asking if he was ok. "So Spyke? I have a way for you to become a
medabot champ in no time."
The black haired boy looked at the light blue haired boy. "You do? That's cool!" He shook his
medabot. "You hear that? We could be champs!"
Cyandog's eyes started swirling from all the shaking, but he managed to say, "I dunno. There
has to be a price to this." before he fell down.
The cobra-type reassured them. "No price friendsss. All you have to do is take a "ssshot".
Medabot AND medafighter."
Spyke held his hand out. "I'll take the shot if it means I finally can get on Boss' good side!"
Cyandog suddenly grabbed his arm. "What are you doing Cyandog?"
The dog made a growling noise at Irvine and his medabot. "I don't trust them, Boss! This could
be dangerous!"
Spyke blinked and took hold of Cyandog's hand. "Look. If we take this "shot" we could become the
best medafighter and medabot around Japan! Better then Ikki, better then Koji, even better then
Boss! I'm willing to take a leap of faith for this!"
Cyandog looked at the ground. His voice was very low when he spoke. "If that's what my Boss
wants, then I'll follow you.....even if it is dangerous."
Spyke's eyes grew teary. "Cyan...dog. *sniff* You're a great friend." Spyke would have hugged
his Medabot, but Corbite butted in.
"Enough with thisss mussshy crap! Do you want usss to help you or not?!" He practically screamed.
"Corbite!"
Spyke stood up and did his evil, little grin. "I'm for it and so is Cyandog!"
"...." Cyandog continued to look at the ground. 'Boss, I know we're weak, but is this right?'
He thought.
Irvine gave a thumbs up. "That's great! Now stand right there, and that us give you the power."
His grin then turned into a twisted smirk. "Corbite!" He yelled into his medawatch. "Attack with
your quick strike!"
Spyke gasped. "What!?"
Before Spyke or Cyandog could react the cobra struck.
So how was that? Bit of a cliffhanger, but all will be explained as the story goes.
Part two coming soon.
R/R please. This is my first Medabots fanfic so please be nice.
Spyke, Cyandog, Ikki, Medabee, and any other character do not belong to me.
Irvine and Corbite on the other hand are mine!
Raynos: Before we get to the story I just have to tell everyone that this focuses on Spyke of
the Screws and Cyandog mostly. Yes other characters will be in this story so don't worry. I might also
add some Spyke/Samantha and Cyandog/Peppercat, but I dunno.
Spyke: A story on me you rock, Boss!
Raynos:Don't call me boss.. *clears her throat* ok that mainly it so on with the story. *looks
at Spyke* You know you're kinda cute.
Spyke:I thought you only like Cyandog?
Raynos: Love the medabot so love the medafighter
Spyke: Can we start this already!?
********
Spyke grinned his evil, little grin and shouted into his medawatch, "Cyandog! Shoot this loser to
pieces!"
Cyandog dug his claws into the ground and lifted his right gun at the opponent Medabot. "Right,
Boss!" He then let lose a swarm of bullets.....which missed his opponent by miles, to say nicely.
Spyke blinked in disbelief. "Not a single shot hit...Cyandog, uh, sho-Ahhhh!" Before he could
finish his command the opponent Medabot had punched Cyandog and the dog-type flew right into
Spyke's chest. That took them both out.
"And the winner is Iori's Blackram." Mr. Referee announced.
Iori laughed and looked at the two losers. "Good thing this wasn't a submission robattle, or
your poor doggy would have lost a part! Hahahaha!" He walked away laughing, while both Spyke and
Cyandog were still unconscious.
5 hours later...
The sun was beginning to set when a boy with long spiked hair sat up from his sleep. He looked
down at his Medabot and sighed. "I'm the worst Medafighter in all of Japan and everyone knows
it...I'm in last place." He stood up and picked his dog Medabot up. "Cyandog does his best in
robattles, but he still loses. Maybe I should get rid of that monkey medal-" He shook his head.
"No! He's my best friend! I could never put a new medal in him." Spyke then started his walk home.
Spyke and Cyandog walked down the street casually. Spyke is really not acting like himself,
mainly for the fact that he was actually thinking, no, he was in deep thought, except he spoke
out loud.
"I've always been the deadweight for the Screws and Boss knows that, yet she keeps me in the
gang...is it for pity? No way! Boss would tell me straight out that I suck, right?"
"She's told you a million times that you suck, Boss."
Spyke put his hands into his pockets. "You're not funny, if that's what you think, Cyandog." he
grumbled.
The Medabot quietly laughed until he ran into something; he looked up at Spyke. "Yes, boss?"
"Just to let you know, Cyandog," he made his name seem like a cussword or something bitter,
"you're no better then me. Like Medafighter, like Medabot they say."
Cyandog looked confused. "Who says that?"
"The people!"
"What?"
"Nevermind."
"I know a better saying for us, Boss."
Spyke stopped walking. "What is it?"
"Monkey see, monkey do! Ha! Ha! Ha!"
Spyke looked, annoyed, at his medabot then continued walking. "You've been hanging around
Medabee too long."
The two continued walking down the streets, unbeknown to them two figures were following them.
"So then, Boss's Peppercat lightning jumped Metabee and beat him in one hit. It was so cool! I
wish we could be that good. Don't you want to be known around Japan as great Robattlers, not
losers?"
Cyandog tilted his head. "I suppose, Boss, but I rather be loyal and a good friend to you."
"Wishes can come true, kid."
Spyke suddenly stopped and looked around. "Who's there?"
"Someone who wants to help you win robattles, Spyke."
From the alley Spyke was walking past a figure suddenly shot out and grabbed Cyandog, then
withdrew into the alley's darkness as fast as it appeared.
"Cyandog!" he looked into the alley, but didn't go in. "Give him back!"
"How about you come here."
"Uh I don't know."
"That wasn't a question!"
"What? Ow!"
Spyke then felt something bite him and inject some liquid into his body.
"What are..you....do....ing?" He fell unconscious. The creature then wrapped itself around the
boy and dragged him into the alley.
Spyke came to about five minutes later. He looked around, some garbage cans, rats, and...four
glowing eyes!
"Ahhhh!" Spyke was about to run for his little life when he noticed. "Ugh...w-what's with my
body? I can barely move it." He then noticed he was lying on top of a trash bin.
"Don't worry, my friend. We're not here to hurt you." The taller person said, a grin could be
seen.
"You're not?"
"No. We're here to help."
Spyke tried to move his body again. "If you're wanting to help me, why did you, uh, paralyze my
body?"
"Ssso you wouldn't run away moron!" A voice hissed in a rasped voice.
"I knew that! So how about you show yourself or am I going to look at glowing eyes for this
entire time?"
"Thisss guy isss already becoming annoy, sssir." A bipedal cobra/lizard hybrid medabot spoke.
His body was blue and orange in color and very thin and slick. His hands were normal; five
fingers, but above them were two long claws, for slashing most likely. For his feet, they were
just like Cyandog's feet but he had three toes. His head was the most odd part of his body. His
neck was about two feet long (the length changed since he could extend and retract his neck),
with a cobra head, his eyes glowed red from the cobra's mouth. A long, blue tail flicked back and forth
like a whip.
Name: Corbite
Type: Cobra-type medabot
Specialty: Quick strike
"Shut up, Corbite, and bite him with the antidote."
The snake hissed. "Fine." He grabbed Spyke's right arm and bit into it.
"Ow! That hurts!" Spyke swung at the bot, but he quickly moved out of the way. He then realized.
"Hey I can move."
"Happy? Good. Let me introduce myself." The figure revealed himself to be a kid, about twelve
years old. His light blue spiked hair waved in the wind. He wore an orange/yellow T-shirt with a
pair of tan jeans and black shoes that looked a bit like Ikki's.
"I'm known as Irvine." He extended his hand and Spyke looked at him. Irvine looked at him then
pulled his hand away. "Ok..."
"Hey where's Cyandog?" He looked around for his medabot but didn't see him.
Corbite snapped his finger. "Oh yeah I forgot about him." The medabot quickly ran off farther
into the alley and came back with the familiar blue dog-type. "Catch!" He threw him to Spyke,
who caught him but fell off the bin.
Both Irvine and Corbite shooked their heads. "Do we really have to help thessse losersss?"
Corbite asked.
Irvine nodded his head. "They need all the help they can get." He then turned to Spyke, who was
cleaning his medabot off and asking if he was ok. "So Spyke? I have a way for you to become a
medabot champ in no time."
The black haired boy looked at the light blue haired boy. "You do? That's cool!" He shook his
medabot. "You hear that? We could be champs!"
Cyandog's eyes started swirling from all the shaking, but he managed to say, "I dunno. There
has to be a price to this." before he fell down.
The cobra-type reassured them. "No price friendsss. All you have to do is take a "ssshot".
Medabot AND medafighter."
Spyke held his hand out. "I'll take the shot if it means I finally can get on Boss' good side!"
Cyandog suddenly grabbed his arm. "What are you doing Cyandog?"
The dog made a growling noise at Irvine and his medabot. "I don't trust them, Boss! This could
be dangerous!"
Spyke blinked and took hold of Cyandog's hand. "Look. If we take this "shot" we could become the
best medafighter and medabot around Japan! Better then Ikki, better then Koji, even better then
Boss! I'm willing to take a leap of faith for this!"
Cyandog looked at the ground. His voice was very low when he spoke. "If that's what my Boss
wants, then I'll follow you.....even if it is dangerous."
Spyke's eyes grew teary. "Cyan...dog. *sniff* You're a great friend." Spyke would have hugged
his Medabot, but Corbite butted in.
"Enough with thisss mussshy crap! Do you want usss to help you or not?!" He practically screamed.
"Corbite!"
Spyke stood up and did his evil, little grin. "I'm for it and so is Cyandog!"
"...." Cyandog continued to look at the ground. 'Boss, I know we're weak, but is this right?'
He thought.
Irvine gave a thumbs up. "That's great! Now stand right there, and that us give you the power."
His grin then turned into a twisted smirk. "Corbite!" He yelled into his medawatch. "Attack with
your quick strike!"
Spyke gasped. "What!?"
Before Spyke or Cyandog could react the cobra struck.
So how was that? Bit of a cliffhanger, but all will be explained as the story goes.
Part two coming soon.
R/R please. This is my first Medabots fanfic so please be nice.