Title: Flutter.
Rating: PG-13.
Pairing: Uhh. X_x OH YEAH. Thomas/Fiona/Irvine! Or, at least, I'm going to try. Who Fiona ends up with in the end is totally up to my beloved readers. Lol, yes, that means she can end with Ban, or Prozen, or she can run off into the horizon all by herself.
Notes: Whoo-hoo, separation! *dance* Uhm. Wait. You didn't hear that. :D
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"Fiona?" Ban stopped suddenly and quickly moved to press his back against the stonewall. One hand swung back to press against her flat stomach, urging her towards the wall, as he reached behind himself with his free hand to curl his fingers about the hilt of his knife. Zeke canted his head, rumbling gently in curiosity.
"Mm?" She remained still, glancing down at his hand for a moment. That was all she needed for a hint; she tipped her head back and rested it against the wall, silencing completely. If it weren't for the fact that she wore vivid, bright colors, she probably could have gone unnoticed.
"Listen." He drew his hand back and withdrew the knife from its holster. She watched this action before devoting her attention towards what he had ordered her to do -- listening. Faint, indistinctive rumbling was coming from, possibly, behind them. Possibly to one side or the other, too. It made the walls tremble.
"Ban --" She gasped, immediately acknowledging the sounds. He nodded in agreement and began tucking the knife back into its case. Immediately after, he took a hold of her hand and set off running in the direction of the nearest exit. Which was, of course, considerably hard, as Ancient Ruins were never easy to navigate within. Mazelike corridors and abrupt dead ends that deceived the eyes.
As soon as they entered a new string of hallway, a barrage of ammunition flew in their direction. She screamed and began ducking, though didn't halt her frantic run; he was grumbling something to himself about the stupidity of others, as he pulled her, as he ran along. People had no sense of reason. Honestly. Using weapons and explosions within something like this? There were laws against it!
The two and their organoid quickly burst through the crumbling, arching doorway and into the violently bright sunlight, taking the quickest path to the awaiting Liger. Shots and explosions followed their every step, uprooting the stiff terra firma and turning once solid walls into small piles of dust and pebbles.
Ban, deciding it was best, heaved Fiona ahead of him and gave her a swift push toward the Liger. She went, stumbling and followed swiftly by Zeek, who rightened her immediately.
"Keep moving! I'll be with ya' in a second!" He stopped and set off in another direction, to distract the attacking, nondescript Zoids. They were sleepers and they would go after him, not her. She rushed forward without casting even the faintest of looks back, scrambling up upon the muzzle and lowering herself into the front seat. Zeek followed after her, curling awkwardly into the confined space of the co-pilot seat.
Ban ran, though didn't stray too far. He kept an eye on the movements of the Liger, the movements of the sleepers, which slowly followed after him. The Liger was to its feet and soon, Fiona was manipulating its controls, causing an array of ammunition to bombard the sleepers, bringing the Liger to dive towards the one closest to Ban.
He whooped loudly as the sleeper was knocked off course and Fiona lowered the head of the Liger to the ground. The canopy opened and, immediately, Zeek leapt from the cockpit and Fiona took her seat in the back, Ban following and taking his own in front.
The trio set off in the direction of the dense patch of trees, as it was the general path of escape. The sleepers weren't reluctant to follow, surprisingly kicking up the pace to hurry after the Liger, though they hardly matched the speed.
"What're sleepers doin' in there?" Ban whined as they passed a number of trees, the area growing surprisingly dark with the density. Fiona was busy tapping away at the intricately labeled keys upon the computer, monitoring the movements of the sleepers and the movement of the Liger. She was smiling lightly.
"Protecting something." She offered, a hint of reminiscence within her voice. She canted her head towards the canopy, her gaze falling intently upon the slowing sleeper. He was far too busy piloting to notice; seeming agitated with the number of trees, which insistently got in his way. "They're giving up."
"Keep moving, Zeek." Ban kept a careful eye on the surroundings as they continued forward, their pace not losing even the slightest bit of velocity. Patches of trees were uprooted and piled in small bundles from their roots, though, other than that, the ground remained untouched. He steered clear from these disturbed areas, going to he extent of dispersing the duo of blades from the side of the Liger, clearing a number of the trees to advance further quickly.
His hunch, though unvoiced, was correct. Once he had passed a handful of these bundled trees, numerous Sleepers popped to life and began attacking the trio, this time unrelentless and unwilling to give up as swiftly as those before.
"There's a cliff up ahead, Ban," Fiona warned, glancing up from the keys for a moment to cautiously survey the surroundings. "Shift twenty degrees to the left; the edge stretches out father and we'll have a better chance of making it to the opposite side."
"Got'cha!" Ban took the orders and shifted the Liger's direction just slightly, narrowly dodging an oncoming barrage of firepower in the process. Zeek was having problems of his own; a small pack of Heldigunners were closing in on him; he snarled and brought his tail down on a number of them, knocking them out of commission. Ban briefly looked out the canopy toward the Organoid and grinned lightly, "Zeek!"
Amidst the merging of both Zoid and Organoid, the Sleepers began to quicken and they nearly sat upon the tail of the Liger. The cliff's edge was drawing near; Zeek was within the Liger just in time for Ban to whoop triumphantly and jam upon the controls. The Liger arced gracefully within the air and a number of the Sleepers tumbled off the narrow incline of the cliff, falling to an untimely demise, as the Liger landed, eliciting an almost vindictive roar.
Their problems were yet to end, nonetheless. Abruptly, a Stinger rose from the ground ahead of them and swung a claw in the direction of the Liger's legs. Without realizing they were even being attacked, the Liger jolted forward and took a sudden spill down the cliffside. Ban gave an irritated, though panicked moan as he tried to straighten the controls, to flatten out the Liger so their impact wouldn't be so violent.
Ending wasn't even the proper word to describe it. The muzzle collided with the ground and the deafening creak of metal twisting sounded, a small, struggled roar following after it. The canopy opened, ejecting the duo.
While Ban's direction was straight outward, Fiona's took an awkward twist, sending her colliding in the direction of a thick bundle of foliage, which extended into a patch of trees which resembled that of the one above.
"Ban!" Would have been the first thing she found herself screaming, if it weren't for the fact that, upon impact, she found herself screaming and her world dimming. Then, she -- just, wasn't sure.
Rating: PG-13.
Pairing: Uhh. X_x OH YEAH. Thomas/Fiona/Irvine! Or, at least, I'm going to try. Who Fiona ends up with in the end is totally up to my beloved readers. Lol, yes, that means she can end with Ban, or Prozen, or she can run off into the horizon all by herself.
Notes: Whoo-hoo, separation! *dance* Uhm. Wait. You didn't hear that. :D
- - - -
"Fiona?" Ban stopped suddenly and quickly moved to press his back against the stonewall. One hand swung back to press against her flat stomach, urging her towards the wall, as he reached behind himself with his free hand to curl his fingers about the hilt of his knife. Zeke canted his head, rumbling gently in curiosity.
"Mm?" She remained still, glancing down at his hand for a moment. That was all she needed for a hint; she tipped her head back and rested it against the wall, silencing completely. If it weren't for the fact that she wore vivid, bright colors, she probably could have gone unnoticed.
"Listen." He drew his hand back and withdrew the knife from its holster. She watched this action before devoting her attention towards what he had ordered her to do -- listening. Faint, indistinctive rumbling was coming from, possibly, behind them. Possibly to one side or the other, too. It made the walls tremble.
"Ban --" She gasped, immediately acknowledging the sounds. He nodded in agreement and began tucking the knife back into its case. Immediately after, he took a hold of her hand and set off running in the direction of the nearest exit. Which was, of course, considerably hard, as Ancient Ruins were never easy to navigate within. Mazelike corridors and abrupt dead ends that deceived the eyes.
As soon as they entered a new string of hallway, a barrage of ammunition flew in their direction. She screamed and began ducking, though didn't halt her frantic run; he was grumbling something to himself about the stupidity of others, as he pulled her, as he ran along. People had no sense of reason. Honestly. Using weapons and explosions within something like this? There were laws against it!
The two and their organoid quickly burst through the crumbling, arching doorway and into the violently bright sunlight, taking the quickest path to the awaiting Liger. Shots and explosions followed their every step, uprooting the stiff terra firma and turning once solid walls into small piles of dust and pebbles.
Ban, deciding it was best, heaved Fiona ahead of him and gave her a swift push toward the Liger. She went, stumbling and followed swiftly by Zeek, who rightened her immediately.
"Keep moving! I'll be with ya' in a second!" He stopped and set off in another direction, to distract the attacking, nondescript Zoids. They were sleepers and they would go after him, not her. She rushed forward without casting even the faintest of looks back, scrambling up upon the muzzle and lowering herself into the front seat. Zeek followed after her, curling awkwardly into the confined space of the co-pilot seat.
Ban ran, though didn't stray too far. He kept an eye on the movements of the Liger, the movements of the sleepers, which slowly followed after him. The Liger was to its feet and soon, Fiona was manipulating its controls, causing an array of ammunition to bombard the sleepers, bringing the Liger to dive towards the one closest to Ban.
He whooped loudly as the sleeper was knocked off course and Fiona lowered the head of the Liger to the ground. The canopy opened and, immediately, Zeek leapt from the cockpit and Fiona took her seat in the back, Ban following and taking his own in front.
The trio set off in the direction of the dense patch of trees, as it was the general path of escape. The sleepers weren't reluctant to follow, surprisingly kicking up the pace to hurry after the Liger, though they hardly matched the speed.
"What're sleepers doin' in there?" Ban whined as they passed a number of trees, the area growing surprisingly dark with the density. Fiona was busy tapping away at the intricately labeled keys upon the computer, monitoring the movements of the sleepers and the movement of the Liger. She was smiling lightly.
"Protecting something." She offered, a hint of reminiscence within her voice. She canted her head towards the canopy, her gaze falling intently upon the slowing sleeper. He was far too busy piloting to notice; seeming agitated with the number of trees, which insistently got in his way. "They're giving up."
"Keep moving, Zeek." Ban kept a careful eye on the surroundings as they continued forward, their pace not losing even the slightest bit of velocity. Patches of trees were uprooted and piled in small bundles from their roots, though, other than that, the ground remained untouched. He steered clear from these disturbed areas, going to he extent of dispersing the duo of blades from the side of the Liger, clearing a number of the trees to advance further quickly.
His hunch, though unvoiced, was correct. Once he had passed a handful of these bundled trees, numerous Sleepers popped to life and began attacking the trio, this time unrelentless and unwilling to give up as swiftly as those before.
"There's a cliff up ahead, Ban," Fiona warned, glancing up from the keys for a moment to cautiously survey the surroundings. "Shift twenty degrees to the left; the edge stretches out father and we'll have a better chance of making it to the opposite side."
"Got'cha!" Ban took the orders and shifted the Liger's direction just slightly, narrowly dodging an oncoming barrage of firepower in the process. Zeek was having problems of his own; a small pack of Heldigunners were closing in on him; he snarled and brought his tail down on a number of them, knocking them out of commission. Ban briefly looked out the canopy toward the Organoid and grinned lightly, "Zeek!"
Amidst the merging of both Zoid and Organoid, the Sleepers began to quicken and they nearly sat upon the tail of the Liger. The cliff's edge was drawing near; Zeek was within the Liger just in time for Ban to whoop triumphantly and jam upon the controls. The Liger arced gracefully within the air and a number of the Sleepers tumbled off the narrow incline of the cliff, falling to an untimely demise, as the Liger landed, eliciting an almost vindictive roar.
Their problems were yet to end, nonetheless. Abruptly, a Stinger rose from the ground ahead of them and swung a claw in the direction of the Liger's legs. Without realizing they were even being attacked, the Liger jolted forward and took a sudden spill down the cliffside. Ban gave an irritated, though panicked moan as he tried to straighten the controls, to flatten out the Liger so their impact wouldn't be so violent.
Ending wasn't even the proper word to describe it. The muzzle collided with the ground and the deafening creak of metal twisting sounded, a small, struggled roar following after it. The canopy opened, ejecting the duo.
While Ban's direction was straight outward, Fiona's took an awkward twist, sending her colliding in the direction of a thick bundle of foliage, which extended into a patch of trees which resembled that of the one above.
"Ban!" Would have been the first thing she found herself screaming, if it weren't for the fact that, upon impact, she found herself screaming and her world dimming. Then, she -- just, wasn't sure.