Journal entry 4

At first I didn't understand why Cronos kept me hidden in their Arizona base when I was younger, but that was before Yamamora rebelled.

When my old friend and mentor let loose the Proto-Zoalords of Richard Guyot's battle form, I was shocked to say the least and looking back I should have seen it coming. At first I couldn't believe that the man that had rescued me would turn around in such a way. His last words to me were this, "Cronos does not care for you, Rhea. They are keeping you a secret just so they can use you in the future."

I already knew that Cronos as a whole did not care for me. The only ones that did seem to care were him, Zoalord Sin Rubeo Amniculus, and another Zoalord I had not met until right before the rebellion. That Zoalord, the one that founded Cronos, is the only reason why I was well cared for and treated with some respect in the first place. Had it not been for him, I would not be in the position I was back during the Guyver incident. The other Zoalords either forgot me immediately or they just didn't care; to them I was another expendable asset in their arsenal.

An expendable and dangerous asset…


Rhea laid back against the tree just as Tetsuro woke up close by.

"Morning, Segawa-san," she said.

"Morning, Ash," he replied. "Hey, Sho. Why don't you get some rest? I can handle watch now."

"How about you both go down and get some breakfast?" suggested the Lost Number. "I'm gonna make one last sweep over the area, so why don't you two go ahead of me while I do that."

"Sounds good to me," Tetsuro replied and he led Sho back to the group's mock camp area while Rhea took flight.


Commander Rhichard Guyot saw the Lost Number girl flying above him and the two Enzyme-IIs. He smirked and fired a Gravity Bullet at the girl's wing, missing the bulk of the limb yet clipping it enough to force her to descend.

That old fool honestly thought he could use the Lost Number to reveal me, he mused. I'll make him regret that when the time comes.


Masaki was contemplating what he should tell Sho and his friends when something big and white crashed through the forest canopy. Ash landed next to the car with part of her right wing missing and bleeding streams of scarlet.

"Ash!" everyone hurried over to her.

"Hostiles coming," she managed to say through her obvious pain. "Son of a bitch that hurt!"

"What happened?" Makishima demanded.

"I thought I was high enough to not be spotted, but something did and shot me with something," she explained looking over at Shizu, whom was heating a blade to cauterize the wound. "Could someone get me a branch to bite down on?"

Tetsuro obliged and got the Lost Number a good sized branch that she proceeded to bite down on.

"Hold down her wings," Shizu instructed and four of the men in the group held her winds down; Masaki and Makishima held down the wounded wing while Sho and Tetsuro held down the left. "Ash, this is going to hurt."

Ash nodded and braced herself. The woman pressed the scorching blade against the open wound and the Lost Number bit down on the branch while at the same time screaming. When the painful process was done, Ash shook her head and tossed the cracked branch aside.

"FUCK!" she yelled. "Next time I'll take stitches over this painful shit!"

"That might be a better option considering you nearly tossed Tetsuro and me off," said Sho rubbing his chin, "and that's saying something with how heavy Tetsuro is."

"Sorry, guys," she apologized and attempted to get up. Stars flashed in her vision almost immediately and Masaki had caught her before her knees buckled.

"You alright?" the older man asked.

"I think so, but I may have lost a lot of blood before landing." Ash steadied herself against the car and took deep breathes in an attempt to clear her vision. "Still, we need to get the hell out of Dodge. Whatever shot me out of the sky is gonna come and find us if we don't move ASAP."

"I believe it's a little too late for that," a voice that the group recognized all too well said and Richard Guyot along with two Enzymes appeared behind them, "my dear Lost Number, Rhea."

"Do I have to keep repeating myself, SeñoraPompadour?" the Lost Number in question spat the nickname at Guyot. "My name is Ash."

"Don't be so hateful, my dear," his tone towards the Lost Number in question was not something Masaki expected to hear. It became clear as day why Ash called the Zoalord a pervert. "After all, you belong to Cronos. We will always find you no matter where you run to."

"Doesn't mean that I can't try," the distance between them was gone in a blink of an eye. Ash had moved so fast that only Masaki and Guyot were able to see her charge. The latter Zoalord caught the punch aimed for his face and tossed the Lost Number aside into the trees.

"You've got spunk, I'll give you that much. I'll enjoy dragging you back to Cronos after I deal with these two gentlemen." A flash of blinding light made everyone cover their eyes until the light died down. When they could see Guyot again, they saw a hideous green and white Zoanoid with a giant crystal protruding in the center of his forehead. "So, shall we get this party started?"