This is the last chapter, sorry about it being so short. I just wanted it
to provide a sense of closure, and in that respect, I feel that it does
nicely.
Legal Crap (AKA Disclaimer): I don't own Zoids or Star Wars, so don't sue me
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"I don't know how I let you talk me into this, Terrace," Bit grumbled, aboard the freighter Stellar Windchaser. Terrace had talked Bit and Leena into another interplanetary adventure, but less than three days into it, they were being chased by the Imperial Armada. "Can't outrun 'em, but we can outmaneuver 'em," Terrace grunted as he sent his ship into another dizzying set of spins and dives. At that moment, Bee- three butted in, "Sir, the chances of escaping from the Imperial Armada are approximately 478 to 1--" "Never tell me the odds," Terrace said shortly, "is it that hard to remember? Now shut up. We have to find an asteroid field to duck into." But Bee-three wasn't done yet. "Sir the possibility of successfully navigating an asteroid field is 3,720 to 1--" "SHUT HIM OFF OR SHUT HIM DOWN!" Terrace bellowed. Leena certainly knew how Terrace felt: she had been irritated by the 'droid, too. She was six months pregnant by her husband, Bit, and the 'droid had been needling her about her diet ever since Bee-three had found out Leena was pregnant. What was wrong with cookies and fudge anyway? BANG. "What was that?" Kathalee asked from her co-pilot seat. BANG. "Impact with something! It's...asteroids! Our path took us into an asteroid field! Alright, we're goin' in!" Terrace barked. "In? I thought you were joking about going into an asteroid field," Leena said in a small voice. Urdik roared his dislike for all unconventional manuevers. "Don't worry, he does this all the time. We were gonna leave these Imps a few presents anyway," Kathalee told her soothingly. Bit noticed a small gleam in his best friend's eyes when Kathalee finished talking. "Booby traps?" he asked. Terrace nodded and replied, "Yep, Siesmic Charges to be precise. Stole eight a' 'em from an Imp storehouse on Kuat. Watch the rear detectors, and learn what they can do," he finished with a predatory grin. "Launching charge...NOW!" (A/N: If you've seen Star Wars, Episode II, you'll know what a Seismic Charge is.) From a spot on the hull of the ship, a deceptive-looking silvery cylinder ejected from its firing port and floated toward the eight Imperial TIE Fighters on their tail. It was obvious that they would rather die in the field than report failure to their commander, whoever he was. It exploded with a resounding BUUUMMMMMM. The blast cut four TIEs in half, and blasted rocks apart that smashed into the other half of the TIE group(A/N: Stupid Imps.). Bit watched this entire sequence with an open mouth. "Ha-HA! Take that, ya vrelts! I knew they wouldn't see it, small as it is!" Terrace crowed, "Now to get out of here and make the jump ta lightspeed! Then we can get back to Zi!" Even as he spoke, they emerged from the asteroids, course already laid in. Terrace triumphantly pulled the lever, and the ship disapeared into hyperspace with a silent bang.
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7 years, 3 months later...
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"Mommy and Daddy are home from the battle!" cried 7-year old Sean Cloud to his twin sister, Lydia. Lydia jumped up from the book she was reading, and followed her brother, older by two minutes, toward the hanger, where the Hover Cargo was parking. When Bit and Leena came out, Sean and Lydia jumped into their arms, shouting, "Mommy! Daddy! We saw the battle! You won! You won!" "It's great to see you, too, kids. To tell you the truth, those guys had us in real trouble, but we pulled through," Bit said. "Anyone who fights against you in the battle are the bad guys!" Sean yelled excitedly. Funny, Bit thought, it was moments like this that proved that his life was complete. "Well, let's go discuss what to eat for supper tonight."
THE END
Legal Crap (AKA Disclaimer): I don't own Zoids or Star Wars, so don't sue me
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"I don't know how I let you talk me into this, Terrace," Bit grumbled, aboard the freighter Stellar Windchaser. Terrace had talked Bit and Leena into another interplanetary adventure, but less than three days into it, they were being chased by the Imperial Armada. "Can't outrun 'em, but we can outmaneuver 'em," Terrace grunted as he sent his ship into another dizzying set of spins and dives. At that moment, Bee- three butted in, "Sir, the chances of escaping from the Imperial Armada are approximately 478 to 1--" "Never tell me the odds," Terrace said shortly, "is it that hard to remember? Now shut up. We have to find an asteroid field to duck into." But Bee-three wasn't done yet. "Sir the possibility of successfully navigating an asteroid field is 3,720 to 1--" "SHUT HIM OFF OR SHUT HIM DOWN!" Terrace bellowed. Leena certainly knew how Terrace felt: she had been irritated by the 'droid, too. She was six months pregnant by her husband, Bit, and the 'droid had been needling her about her diet ever since Bee-three had found out Leena was pregnant. What was wrong with cookies and fudge anyway? BANG. "What was that?" Kathalee asked from her co-pilot seat. BANG. "Impact with something! It's...asteroids! Our path took us into an asteroid field! Alright, we're goin' in!" Terrace barked. "In? I thought you were joking about going into an asteroid field," Leena said in a small voice. Urdik roared his dislike for all unconventional manuevers. "Don't worry, he does this all the time. We were gonna leave these Imps a few presents anyway," Kathalee told her soothingly. Bit noticed a small gleam in his best friend's eyes when Kathalee finished talking. "Booby traps?" he asked. Terrace nodded and replied, "Yep, Siesmic Charges to be precise. Stole eight a' 'em from an Imp storehouse on Kuat. Watch the rear detectors, and learn what they can do," he finished with a predatory grin. "Launching charge...NOW!" (A/N: If you've seen Star Wars, Episode II, you'll know what a Seismic Charge is.) From a spot on the hull of the ship, a deceptive-looking silvery cylinder ejected from its firing port and floated toward the eight Imperial TIE Fighters on their tail. It was obvious that they would rather die in the field than report failure to their commander, whoever he was. It exploded with a resounding BUUUMMMMMM. The blast cut four TIEs in half, and blasted rocks apart that smashed into the other half of the TIE group(A/N: Stupid Imps.). Bit watched this entire sequence with an open mouth. "Ha-HA! Take that, ya vrelts! I knew they wouldn't see it, small as it is!" Terrace crowed, "Now to get out of here and make the jump ta lightspeed! Then we can get back to Zi!" Even as he spoke, they emerged from the asteroids, course already laid in. Terrace triumphantly pulled the lever, and the ship disapeared into hyperspace with a silent bang.
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7 years, 3 months later...
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"Mommy and Daddy are home from the battle!" cried 7-year old Sean Cloud to his twin sister, Lydia. Lydia jumped up from the book she was reading, and followed her brother, older by two minutes, toward the hanger, where the Hover Cargo was parking. When Bit and Leena came out, Sean and Lydia jumped into their arms, shouting, "Mommy! Daddy! We saw the battle! You won! You won!" "It's great to see you, too, kids. To tell you the truth, those guys had us in real trouble, but we pulled through," Bit said. "Anyone who fights against you in the battle are the bad guys!" Sean yelled excitedly. Funny, Bit thought, it was moments like this that proved that his life was complete. "Well, let's go discuss what to eat for supper tonight."
THE END