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By Mr. Bigg
Disclaimer: I forgot this in the first chapter. Listen; if I did own all the rights and characters to Zoids, this would be a TV series by now. So don't sue!
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Part 2
"What the HECK is that smell!?" asked Cassie as she stepped into the bridge of the Armordillo. Diego looked at Troy suspiciously. "It wasn't me, I swear!" he said in a panicky voice. "It's Don! Ever since our winning streak, he's stopped bathing!" "And why, may I ask, has he stopped bathing?" asked Cassie. "It's elementary, my dear Cassiopeia. If I don't change anything I do until the end of the streak, we'll keep winning. Brilliant, isn't it?" he said. "Whatever floats your boat, Don. Just stay away from me until we lose," Cassie said, holding her nose. "Hey guys! We got a message from the Battle commission. Our next battle is tomorrow. If we win it, then we're class A!" bellowed Diego from the computer. "If we keep that rank, then that means…" started Troy. "We'll be entered in the Royal Cup!" finished Don. "That is, if we win," said Diego. "We'll be the last team entered," said Cassie. "Who are we up against?" asked Don. "We are up against… the Fang team. The available data says they pilot 2 Rev Raptors and a Ranos," said Diego. "I know what a Ranos is, but what are ScythClaws?" asked Troy. "They're land based Zoids who specialize in short range combat. I think I got a plan that will work. Ok, this is how it goes…"
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The battle took place in the mountains, on a flat, snowy field, with large rocky outcroppings. Six Zoids, in two sets of 3, faced each other. One group was made up of 2 Rev Raptors, with purple armor and orange eyes, and a brilliant ruby Ranos. The other group was made of 3 Different Zoids. A BattleStag, which glowed white green in the pale sunlight, A Scarabax, in gleaming black and a massive Particle cannon on it's back, and a SkyTalon, which stood proud and tall on the field. A flame streaked across the sky as a white capsule hit the ground with tremendous force. A hatch opened in the side of the capsule, as a small robot popped up and said "The area within a 4-mile radius is the designated battle field. Battle mode 0982. The Dynax team vs. the Fang team. Ready… FIGHT!" The battle had started. Don in the SkyTalon launched as Cassie in the Scarabax scurried away. Behind one of the numerous outcroppings, she buried into the ground, only the tip of the particle cannon sticking out. The enemy Ranos and one of the ScythClaws pursued Don and the SkyTalon, while the second ScythClaw started firing on Troy, who was running around and screaming in a panic filled voice.
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Meanwhile, Many teams watched the battle with interest at the local Diner, including the Blitz team. "I don't know what that guy thinks he's doing by panicking," said Jamie. "If he's broadcasting on all channels, they'll know he's panicking," said Brad. On the screen, the SkyTalon was performing many different tricks and maneuvers, trying to shake the Ranos. At the same time, he doubled back and fired on the pursuing ScythClaw relentlessly. The Zoid was damaged, but still operational. With dazzling speed, the SkyTalon swooped down and flew 10 ft off the ground, headed strait for the Rev Raptor. In a matter of moments, the Zoid was scrap. On the ground, The BattleStag fled in the direction of a large outcropping. The Rev Raptor spread his blades, following his prey. When The BattleStag reached the outcropping, it jumped over something the ScythClaw couldn't see. Almost instantly, a bright light blinded the Rev Raptor's pilot. The Scarabax popped out of the ground and unleashed a particle blast at full power. "Wait… did he panic on purpose just to get that Rev Raptor to follow him?" asked Brad rhetorically. "It's not over. That Sky Talon can't shake the Ranos. "I bet they have a plan," said Bit. "If they do, it better be good," said Leena.
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On the battlefield, Don was starting to feel that even not bathing could save him now. "I don't know what to do guys! I can't shake him!" "Why don't you use the sniper cannon?" asked Cassie. "I can't! I'd need to land to do that," he replied. "I think I got a plan," said Troy. Fly along these coordinates at top speed," he said, as a map popped up on Don's screen. "I got ya," said Don, as he spiraled off a turn. He did a nosedive and flew parallel to the ground at 30 ft, The Ranos in tow. Meanwhile, Troy was running towards them at top speed. The BattleStag's large antlers started to glow as the lowered 90 degrees, becoming parallel with the ground. The antlers glowed as he charged ahead. Don passed overhead, with the Ranos closing in. Troy jumped at the last second, hitting the Ranos at full power. The blow was more then enough to disable the Zoid.
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Bit's mouth hung open in shock, revealing his half-digested lunch. "Well that's an unorthodox maneuver," said Jaime. "They've moved up a rank too," said Brad. " Bit? Bit? Can you hear me, Bit?" said Leena, waving her hand in front of his face. "Just leave him alone. He can pay the bill," said Brad. "He's right. We should try to enjoy the rest of our vacation," replied Toros, emerging form the bathroom. So… Who's up for some skiing?" he asked. "I think I'll stay here in the lodge," said Leena. Bit snapped out of his trance. "Alright, let's go!" he said, running for the door.
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"We've got a few days until we're due at the tournament grounds. Why don't we chill here and enjoy the resort?" suggested Diego. "But none of us know how to ski," said Cassie. "How hard is it? You just go down a hill with wood on your feet," said Troy. "Troy's right. It can't be that hard," said Don. "Famous last words," muttered Cassie. "If it's alright with you, I'll stay in the lodge." Don stuck out his tongue at her. "Party pooper. Well, let's go get some gear," said Diego as he walked off to the rental store. Fifteen minutes later, they came out carrying skis and poles, and wore large, heavy boots. They strapped on their skis and proceeded to the lift line. Once they got on the chair, complications arose. "Well this is poorly designed! What if we fall off?" asked Don. "I think that's what this bar is for," said Diego, lowering the handrail and effectively nailing Troy in the crotch, curdling an inhuman scream from him. "Heh heh. Sorry," said Diego as Troy shot a look of death from his eyes. When they got to the top of the lift, they went over to the map. "So, what should we go on?" asked Diego. "I think this one is the easiest trail," said Don, pointing at a trail called Bunny Slope. "Bunny Slope? What kind of a name is that? Here's one we should go on," said Troy, pointing at one called TNT. "Okay I guess," said Diego. "What do those diamonds mean?" asked Don. "There probably nothing. Let's go!" said Diego. He took off in a flurry of snow, followed closely by Don and Troy. "HEY TROY! RACE YA TO THE BOTTOM!" bellowed Don. "ONLY IF ANYTHING GOES!" shouted Diego. "PRECISELY WHAT I WAS THINKING!" said Don as he shoved Troy into the woods on the side of the trail. He then proceeded to shove Diego on the Olympic-class jump. Unfortunately for both parties, Diego landed on Don, and, becoming entangled in each other, continued rolling down the slope, picking up snow as they went.
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Meanwhile, Cassie was looking for a place to unwind in the lodge. It was very crowded, and she saw no seats available. After five minutes of searching, she finally found a two-person table, occupied by a girl about her age with red hair. "Excuse me, but do you mind if I sit here? Everything else is taken," she asked politely. "Sure, go ahead!" said the red-haired girl. "Thanks. I'm Cassie," said Cassie. "I'm Leena. Are you a pilot?" she inquired. "Yup. Me and my team just got into the tournament," Cassie replied. "Oh, so that was you just now? Your team pulls a lot of… unique moves," said Leena. "Thanks. Our tactician, Diego, is the best we know," said Cassie. "Cool. My team's in the tournament too," said Leena. "Oh really?" Cassie questioned. "I look forward to fighting your team." They were quiet after that, until Cassie pointed at the window and said "Hey, what's that?" It looked like a man running down the hill. Upon closer inspection, Cassie determined it was Troy, who mysteriously lost a ski and his pant-leg, and sporting half of his other ski. He appeared to be running from something. "And what's THAT?" said Leena loudly. It turned out to be an a giant ball of snow, consuming all in it's path. Troy ran fast, but it was all in vain. He was soon swallowed by the abomination. The snowball continued rolling until it crashed into the lodge, smashing Don, Troy, and Diego up against the glass. "Well, that's my team," said Cassie, standing up and putting her coat on. "It was nice talking to you, Leena." Leena could only stare as the three men wedged themselves out of the snowball. "Well, that was a new experience," said Don. "Yeah. I can't believe people enjoy this sport," grumbled Diego. Troy could only whimper. They all piled in the Armordillo and rode off into the horizon.
By Mr. Bigg
Disclaimer: I forgot this in the first chapter. Listen; if I did own all the rights and characters to Zoids, this would be a TV series by now. So don't sue!
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Part 2
"What the HECK is that smell!?" asked Cassie as she stepped into the bridge of the Armordillo. Diego looked at Troy suspiciously. "It wasn't me, I swear!" he said in a panicky voice. "It's Don! Ever since our winning streak, he's stopped bathing!" "And why, may I ask, has he stopped bathing?" asked Cassie. "It's elementary, my dear Cassiopeia. If I don't change anything I do until the end of the streak, we'll keep winning. Brilliant, isn't it?" he said. "Whatever floats your boat, Don. Just stay away from me until we lose," Cassie said, holding her nose. "Hey guys! We got a message from the Battle commission. Our next battle is tomorrow. If we win it, then we're class A!" bellowed Diego from the computer. "If we keep that rank, then that means…" started Troy. "We'll be entered in the Royal Cup!" finished Don. "That is, if we win," said Diego. "We'll be the last team entered," said Cassie. "Who are we up against?" asked Don. "We are up against… the Fang team. The available data says they pilot 2 Rev Raptors and a Ranos," said Diego. "I know what a Ranos is, but what are ScythClaws?" asked Troy. "They're land based Zoids who specialize in short range combat. I think I got a plan that will work. Ok, this is how it goes…"
* * *
The battle took place in the mountains, on a flat, snowy field, with large rocky outcroppings. Six Zoids, in two sets of 3, faced each other. One group was made up of 2 Rev Raptors, with purple armor and orange eyes, and a brilliant ruby Ranos. The other group was made of 3 Different Zoids. A BattleStag, which glowed white green in the pale sunlight, A Scarabax, in gleaming black and a massive Particle cannon on it's back, and a SkyTalon, which stood proud and tall on the field. A flame streaked across the sky as a white capsule hit the ground with tremendous force. A hatch opened in the side of the capsule, as a small robot popped up and said "The area within a 4-mile radius is the designated battle field. Battle mode 0982. The Dynax team vs. the Fang team. Ready… FIGHT!" The battle had started. Don in the SkyTalon launched as Cassie in the Scarabax scurried away. Behind one of the numerous outcroppings, she buried into the ground, only the tip of the particle cannon sticking out. The enemy Ranos and one of the ScythClaws pursued Don and the SkyTalon, while the second ScythClaw started firing on Troy, who was running around and screaming in a panic filled voice.
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Meanwhile, Many teams watched the battle with interest at the local Diner, including the Blitz team. "I don't know what that guy thinks he's doing by panicking," said Jamie. "If he's broadcasting on all channels, they'll know he's panicking," said Brad. On the screen, the SkyTalon was performing many different tricks and maneuvers, trying to shake the Ranos. At the same time, he doubled back and fired on the pursuing ScythClaw relentlessly. The Zoid was damaged, but still operational. With dazzling speed, the SkyTalon swooped down and flew 10 ft off the ground, headed strait for the Rev Raptor. In a matter of moments, the Zoid was scrap. On the ground, The BattleStag fled in the direction of a large outcropping. The Rev Raptor spread his blades, following his prey. When The BattleStag reached the outcropping, it jumped over something the ScythClaw couldn't see. Almost instantly, a bright light blinded the Rev Raptor's pilot. The Scarabax popped out of the ground and unleashed a particle blast at full power. "Wait… did he panic on purpose just to get that Rev Raptor to follow him?" asked Brad rhetorically. "It's not over. That Sky Talon can't shake the Ranos. "I bet they have a plan," said Bit. "If they do, it better be good," said Leena.
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On the battlefield, Don was starting to feel that even not bathing could save him now. "I don't know what to do guys! I can't shake him!" "Why don't you use the sniper cannon?" asked Cassie. "I can't! I'd need to land to do that," he replied. "I think I got a plan," said Troy. Fly along these coordinates at top speed," he said, as a map popped up on Don's screen. "I got ya," said Don, as he spiraled off a turn. He did a nosedive and flew parallel to the ground at 30 ft, The Ranos in tow. Meanwhile, Troy was running towards them at top speed. The BattleStag's large antlers started to glow as the lowered 90 degrees, becoming parallel with the ground. The antlers glowed as he charged ahead. Don passed overhead, with the Ranos closing in. Troy jumped at the last second, hitting the Ranos at full power. The blow was more then enough to disable the Zoid.
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Bit's mouth hung open in shock, revealing his half-digested lunch. "Well that's an unorthodox maneuver," said Jaime. "They've moved up a rank too," said Brad. " Bit? Bit? Can you hear me, Bit?" said Leena, waving her hand in front of his face. "Just leave him alone. He can pay the bill," said Brad. "He's right. We should try to enjoy the rest of our vacation," replied Toros, emerging form the bathroom. So… Who's up for some skiing?" he asked. "I think I'll stay here in the lodge," said Leena. Bit snapped out of his trance. "Alright, let's go!" he said, running for the door.
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"We've got a few days until we're due at the tournament grounds. Why don't we chill here and enjoy the resort?" suggested Diego. "But none of us know how to ski," said Cassie. "How hard is it? You just go down a hill with wood on your feet," said Troy. "Troy's right. It can't be that hard," said Don. "Famous last words," muttered Cassie. "If it's alright with you, I'll stay in the lodge." Don stuck out his tongue at her. "Party pooper. Well, let's go get some gear," said Diego as he walked off to the rental store. Fifteen minutes later, they came out carrying skis and poles, and wore large, heavy boots. They strapped on their skis and proceeded to the lift line. Once they got on the chair, complications arose. "Well this is poorly designed! What if we fall off?" asked Don. "I think that's what this bar is for," said Diego, lowering the handrail and effectively nailing Troy in the crotch, curdling an inhuman scream from him. "Heh heh. Sorry," said Diego as Troy shot a look of death from his eyes. When they got to the top of the lift, they went over to the map. "So, what should we go on?" asked Diego. "I think this one is the easiest trail," said Don, pointing at a trail called Bunny Slope. "Bunny Slope? What kind of a name is that? Here's one we should go on," said Troy, pointing at one called TNT. "Okay I guess," said Diego. "What do those diamonds mean?" asked Don. "There probably nothing. Let's go!" said Diego. He took off in a flurry of snow, followed closely by Don and Troy. "HEY TROY! RACE YA TO THE BOTTOM!" bellowed Don. "ONLY IF ANYTHING GOES!" shouted Diego. "PRECISELY WHAT I WAS THINKING!" said Don as he shoved Troy into the woods on the side of the trail. He then proceeded to shove Diego on the Olympic-class jump. Unfortunately for both parties, Diego landed on Don, and, becoming entangled in each other, continued rolling down the slope, picking up snow as they went.
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Meanwhile, Cassie was looking for a place to unwind in the lodge. It was very crowded, and she saw no seats available. After five minutes of searching, she finally found a two-person table, occupied by a girl about her age with red hair. "Excuse me, but do you mind if I sit here? Everything else is taken," she asked politely. "Sure, go ahead!" said the red-haired girl. "Thanks. I'm Cassie," said Cassie. "I'm Leena. Are you a pilot?" she inquired. "Yup. Me and my team just got into the tournament," Cassie replied. "Oh, so that was you just now? Your team pulls a lot of… unique moves," said Leena. "Thanks. Our tactician, Diego, is the best we know," said Cassie. "Cool. My team's in the tournament too," said Leena. "Oh really?" Cassie questioned. "I look forward to fighting your team." They were quiet after that, until Cassie pointed at the window and said "Hey, what's that?" It looked like a man running down the hill. Upon closer inspection, Cassie determined it was Troy, who mysteriously lost a ski and his pant-leg, and sporting half of his other ski. He appeared to be running from something. "And what's THAT?" said Leena loudly. It turned out to be an a giant ball of snow, consuming all in it's path. Troy ran fast, but it was all in vain. He was soon swallowed by the abomination. The snowball continued rolling until it crashed into the lodge, smashing Don, Troy, and Diego up against the glass. "Well, that's my team," said Cassie, standing up and putting her coat on. "It was nice talking to you, Leena." Leena could only stare as the three men wedged themselves out of the snowball. "Well, that was a new experience," said Don. "Yeah. I can't believe people enjoy this sport," grumbled Diego. Troy could only whimper. They all piled in the Armordillo and rode off into the horizon.