Zoids-The Chaotic Adventure – Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Zoids, but I'd like to. The characters aren't mine except for The two people.
Note: My first Zoids story on FF.net. This will be based in Chaotic Century if you didn't get the hint from the title. If you've read my story 'The Most Unlikely Team', then you'll see that I used the name Fiona in it too. That is totally coincidental, seeing as how I hadn't seen Chaotic Century when I started that. Please drop reviews so I can know weather to scrap this, or keep it up. We now enter the story, quite abruptly…
How do I go about telling her? I want her to know how I feel, but I can't think of how to say it. She'd probably understand, or at least act like she did. But still, I couldn't bear being rejected. But, it's better to have tried and failed than never have tried at all. So I decide to tell her. I walk up to her, casually, not giving her a chance to even think about the question at hand. Then I say it, "Fiona, I love you." Silence. Oh, the dreadful silence where two people are locked in eye contact. You don't know if she'll accept you of burst into a fit of laughter. But my fear was short lived, for she responded.
"Van, are you serious?" She was now scared that I was only joking and she didn't want to make a real decision if it would only be laughed at. So, I tell her the truth.
"No, I'm as serious as a train wreck." She gives me a look of slight concern before she speaks again.
"Then, I guess I'll have to tell you how I feel. I love you too." She smiles slightly, before she stands up and hugs me in an embrace that I had been waiting for a long time.
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"Van? Van, are you okay?" Fiona is leaning over my body with a look of concern on her face. I'm laying in a sleeping bag, and it's early morning.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Was it all a dream?" I asked her, stopping myself a moment too late. Now, I'd probably have to explain the dream to her, and I'd be reliving the tension of the dream.
"Well, I don't know what you dreamed, but it must have been, because you were sleeping all night. You just started to jerk a lot, and I got worried." She said with a smile, as she walked over to the fire and poked it to get it going again. I rose out of the bag and brushed myself off before attempting to gather my thoughts.
"It was all a dream, so don't do or say anything stupid." I was telling myself as I walked to the fire and sat down by Fiona.
"So, what's on the agenda for today?" She had that same smile that she had had in the dream.
"Well, I guess we'll keep on looking for the zoid pilots." At least, that was what I had in mind.
"I wonder what they did so bad to get on the bad list of the Guardian Force?"
"The report said that they attacked and decimated a group of Republican soldiers."
"Wow, and there was only two of them? They must be good pilots." That made me a little jealous.
"I'll probably beat them both in a matter of minuets." I boasted, not really thinking about what I was saying.
"So you'll take both of them on, by yourself?" I agreed, slightly reeling from what I had gotten myself into. There were two zoid fighters, who slaughtered an entire platoon of Republican soldiers. There were no reports on the Zoids that they had, but the soldiers were equipped with Iron Kongs, Command Wolfs, and Pterris. Twenty soldiers defeated by two. Yeah, Raven did the same and worse, but something gave me a bad gut feeling about these two.
"We should get going." I said, standing up to enter the Blade Liger and resume my search for the two pilots. Fiona climbed in too, and we were off, ready for action. We jetted through the barren wastelands of the planet Zi, using the Liger's top speed. Not even a trace of the two pilots was found. Never giving up though, we persisted, looking from sunup to sundown. We had covered countless miles in the Liger, and we were no closer to finding the murderers than this morning. So, finding an inviting looking place, we settled down, and got out of the Liger. We had been sleeping in the wilderness for a long time now, and it was just like old times, minus Irvine and Moonbay.
"Well today was almost a waste." Fiona said as she took a bite of the dinner that we had prepared.
"Yeah, I wonder where those two could be? I mean we went over every place that the base told us that they were sighted." I was about as confused as I could get, and quite frustrated to boot. The Liger roared in agreement, and Fiona, well Fiona remained hard to figure out. For some reason, its always been a curse, I could always figure out what my zoid was thinking and a lot of guys, but never any girls. Especially Fiona. I don't know if it was just me, or the fact that girls think so differently. But she nodded her head in agreement, and I knew that she was about as frustrated as I was.
"Don't worry too much Van, or you won't be any fun. You get really irritable when you worry." It was true; I did turn into an asshole when I worried. So I've tried not to worry about as much as I could.
"So you think I'm fun when I don't worry?" What can I say? She started it.
"Yeah, maybe. But at any rate, you're certainly a lot less fun when you're worried." It was the truth.
"Well, I do my best." It wasn't a lie. We continued simple conversation throughout the earlier hours of the night. When it started to get too late, we decided to go to bed. I unfolded my sleeping bag, Fiona doing the same, and we laid down. We chitchatted for a little while, before sleep got the best of us, and we both drifted off.
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"Shut up, you big baby! We did what we did, and we got the Guardian Force on our asses. We can't change that, so we've got to deal with it. Whining about it ain't gonna help." A tall man with a thin beard yelled to a much younger boy who was complaining.
"Yeah dad, but it was still wrong." The young boy said as he protested his father's words.
"Maybe it wasn't the best of choices, but what do you plan to do about it? Turn us in? You're crazy." The man was about six foot four with dark, short, black hair, and he was a bit skinny. The boy was about six foot, with black hair also, but it was a bit longer, and it hung down in front of his right left eye, in a big spike. They both had green eyes. By looking at them, you could plainly tell that they were father and son. They were the two warriors that had demolished the platoon of Republican soldiers.
"No, I won't turn us in. But we need to get some sleep. There's gonna be a long day of running from the Guardian force tomorrow." The boy finished up, contenting his father for the time being.
"Goodnight, son." They both lay down in their zoid's cockpit, and drifted off to sleep.
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This morning, I was the first to wake up. I got up, started breakfast, drank a sip of water, and sat by the fire. Today was probably going to be another boring day of chasing the two bad guys. "I wonder why they attacked those soldiers?" I asked myself, as I sipped my water. About that time, Fiona was wakened by the smell of the food, I guess. "Good morning, Fiona." I said cheerfully.
"*Yawn*, Good morning, Van. You've got breakfast cooking already? It smells good." She climbed out of bed, and sat down next to me, to watch the breakfast cook.
"Thanks, it'll be done in a little while." It was almost comical; two people watching food cook on a little portable burner, in the middle of nowhere. Skip about an hour, and we find the same two people after eating, sitting in the Blade Liger, about to mobilize.
"Let's go." Fiona said, as she strapped herself into the backseat of the Liger.
"Alright, let's find some murderers!" I yelled as I mobilized the Blade Liger to its top speed, rocketing across the land.
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Post Note: Well, here's the first chapter. What did you think? Like? Hate? Not sure? Want to read more? Want to skinny dip in a tub of ice water? ……Scratch the last one. (^_^;) Don't forget to review, and Keep it real, people!
Disclaimer: I don't own Zoids, but I'd like to. The characters aren't mine except for The two people.
Note: My first Zoids story on FF.net. This will be based in Chaotic Century if you didn't get the hint from the title. If you've read my story 'The Most Unlikely Team', then you'll see that I used the name Fiona in it too. That is totally coincidental, seeing as how I hadn't seen Chaotic Century when I started that. Please drop reviews so I can know weather to scrap this, or keep it up. We now enter the story, quite abruptly…
How do I go about telling her? I want her to know how I feel, but I can't think of how to say it. She'd probably understand, or at least act like she did. But still, I couldn't bear being rejected. But, it's better to have tried and failed than never have tried at all. So I decide to tell her. I walk up to her, casually, not giving her a chance to even think about the question at hand. Then I say it, "Fiona, I love you." Silence. Oh, the dreadful silence where two people are locked in eye contact. You don't know if she'll accept you of burst into a fit of laughter. But my fear was short lived, for she responded.
"Van, are you serious?" She was now scared that I was only joking and she didn't want to make a real decision if it would only be laughed at. So, I tell her the truth.
"No, I'm as serious as a train wreck." She gives me a look of slight concern before she speaks again.
"Then, I guess I'll have to tell you how I feel. I love you too." She smiles slightly, before she stands up and hugs me in an embrace that I had been waiting for a long time.
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"Van? Van, are you okay?" Fiona is leaning over my body with a look of concern on her face. I'm laying in a sleeping bag, and it's early morning.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Was it all a dream?" I asked her, stopping myself a moment too late. Now, I'd probably have to explain the dream to her, and I'd be reliving the tension of the dream.
"Well, I don't know what you dreamed, but it must have been, because you were sleeping all night. You just started to jerk a lot, and I got worried." She said with a smile, as she walked over to the fire and poked it to get it going again. I rose out of the bag and brushed myself off before attempting to gather my thoughts.
"It was all a dream, so don't do or say anything stupid." I was telling myself as I walked to the fire and sat down by Fiona.
"So, what's on the agenda for today?" She had that same smile that she had had in the dream.
"Well, I guess we'll keep on looking for the zoid pilots." At least, that was what I had in mind.
"I wonder what they did so bad to get on the bad list of the Guardian Force?"
"The report said that they attacked and decimated a group of Republican soldiers."
"Wow, and there was only two of them? They must be good pilots." That made me a little jealous.
"I'll probably beat them both in a matter of minuets." I boasted, not really thinking about what I was saying.
"So you'll take both of them on, by yourself?" I agreed, slightly reeling from what I had gotten myself into. There were two zoid fighters, who slaughtered an entire platoon of Republican soldiers. There were no reports on the Zoids that they had, but the soldiers were equipped with Iron Kongs, Command Wolfs, and Pterris. Twenty soldiers defeated by two. Yeah, Raven did the same and worse, but something gave me a bad gut feeling about these two.
"We should get going." I said, standing up to enter the Blade Liger and resume my search for the two pilots. Fiona climbed in too, and we were off, ready for action. We jetted through the barren wastelands of the planet Zi, using the Liger's top speed. Not even a trace of the two pilots was found. Never giving up though, we persisted, looking from sunup to sundown. We had covered countless miles in the Liger, and we were no closer to finding the murderers than this morning. So, finding an inviting looking place, we settled down, and got out of the Liger. We had been sleeping in the wilderness for a long time now, and it was just like old times, minus Irvine and Moonbay.
"Well today was almost a waste." Fiona said as she took a bite of the dinner that we had prepared.
"Yeah, I wonder where those two could be? I mean we went over every place that the base told us that they were sighted." I was about as confused as I could get, and quite frustrated to boot. The Liger roared in agreement, and Fiona, well Fiona remained hard to figure out. For some reason, its always been a curse, I could always figure out what my zoid was thinking and a lot of guys, but never any girls. Especially Fiona. I don't know if it was just me, or the fact that girls think so differently. But she nodded her head in agreement, and I knew that she was about as frustrated as I was.
"Don't worry too much Van, or you won't be any fun. You get really irritable when you worry." It was true; I did turn into an asshole when I worried. So I've tried not to worry about as much as I could.
"So you think I'm fun when I don't worry?" What can I say? She started it.
"Yeah, maybe. But at any rate, you're certainly a lot less fun when you're worried." It was the truth.
"Well, I do my best." It wasn't a lie. We continued simple conversation throughout the earlier hours of the night. When it started to get too late, we decided to go to bed. I unfolded my sleeping bag, Fiona doing the same, and we laid down. We chitchatted for a little while, before sleep got the best of us, and we both drifted off.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Shut up, you big baby! We did what we did, and we got the Guardian Force on our asses. We can't change that, so we've got to deal with it. Whining about it ain't gonna help." A tall man with a thin beard yelled to a much younger boy who was complaining.
"Yeah dad, but it was still wrong." The young boy said as he protested his father's words.
"Maybe it wasn't the best of choices, but what do you plan to do about it? Turn us in? You're crazy." The man was about six foot four with dark, short, black hair, and he was a bit skinny. The boy was about six foot, with black hair also, but it was a bit longer, and it hung down in front of his right left eye, in a big spike. They both had green eyes. By looking at them, you could plainly tell that they were father and son. They were the two warriors that had demolished the platoon of Republican soldiers.
"No, I won't turn us in. But we need to get some sleep. There's gonna be a long day of running from the Guardian force tomorrow." The boy finished up, contenting his father for the time being.
"Goodnight, son." They both lay down in their zoid's cockpit, and drifted off to sleep.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This morning, I was the first to wake up. I got up, started breakfast, drank a sip of water, and sat by the fire. Today was probably going to be another boring day of chasing the two bad guys. "I wonder why they attacked those soldiers?" I asked myself, as I sipped my water. About that time, Fiona was wakened by the smell of the food, I guess. "Good morning, Fiona." I said cheerfully.
"*Yawn*, Good morning, Van. You've got breakfast cooking already? It smells good." She climbed out of bed, and sat down next to me, to watch the breakfast cook.
"Thanks, it'll be done in a little while." It was almost comical; two people watching food cook on a little portable burner, in the middle of nowhere. Skip about an hour, and we find the same two people after eating, sitting in the Blade Liger, about to mobilize.
"Let's go." Fiona said, as she strapped herself into the backseat of the Liger.
"Alright, let's find some murderers!" I yelled as I mobilized the Blade Liger to its top speed, rocketing across the land.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Post Note: Well, here's the first chapter. What did you think? Like? Hate? Not sure? Want to read more? Want to skinny dip in a tub of ice water? ……Scratch the last one. (^_^;) Don't forget to review, and Keep it real, people!