The Candidate Of Veelas!
CURRICULUM 00 : Chosen
A/N: Hey guys, here is CHAPTER 1 to The Candidate Of Veelas! Yes, you heard me, Chapter 1, the last one was just the Proluge to the story, to show how the Candidates became Pilots. Thank you for the reviews! Now, on with the show!
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CURRICULUM 00: Chosen
War. The one word that could describe Zion. Pure War. It wasnt fair... it wasnt fair. Family..no. Friends...no. Happiness....never. Joy...afraid not. Hope....one. There was one Hope. Just one. That one Hope, was laying on the cold hard ground in a most un-friendly neighborhood. Alone. All Alone.
Life was gone for him. Life seemed to end for him. People pitied him.
"Silly Dreams" they would say. No, they werent silly. He new they werent silly. They were real. They had to be real. They just had to be. These Dreams were the only things that kept him alive. Those "silly dreams" were the only things that kept the Hope alive.
Every night he would escape from the prison (his orphange) and stay in the only place he could really remmember when he was young.
The North Park.
He would remmember the Love. The Happiness. The Joy....which was no more. He would smile at the memories. Sometimes laugh. You see, this boy was different. Sure he would wish that it was back to how it used to be. The Love, The Happiness, the Joy..... But instead of having to weep for those days to come back like everyone else did, he would actually see them in his head, in fact, it seemed so clearly, it felt like it was still there..... and it was. It really was.
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"All Pilots report to code area A79465, we have a Report of Class C VICTIM upon arival!"
"Thank you Erts. Zero, EX level up to 56%, Oxygen level at full max. Fighting weapons responce 100%. All Systems go." said Ria's friend and partner, Kizna.
"Hiead, Oxygon level at full max, figh...fighting weapons..good... and EX level 78%.." Ikney Allecto stutters. She always got nervous when it came to the battles. She would stutter and start to swet. Hiead would usally, after the fight would take her to the side, push her against the wall, and tell her how lazy, and weak she was whenever she messed up, or didnt do anything wrong at all.
Hiead was impatient with her and told her in a yelling voice to "Just Shut Up, and Launch." She nodded, shakily saying all systems go and pushing a few buttons to launch Eeva Leena with the others. It wasnt fair, why couldnt she be like the other Repairers. After launching the Goddess, she put down her head and looked at the floor like she always did when Hiead would put her down.
As they arrived to the colony, a sworm of VICTIM could be seen, beside them was what looked like the Leader of the Group.
"Ok guys, lets get the VICTIM!...." Zero Enna concluded.
"Zero, we cant just sworm after the VICTIM, we have to have a plan first." Clay Fortran replied, while pushing up his glass with his middle finger.
"Clay, we dont have time, come on! Lets just.." But before Zero could finish, he soon relized that Hiead was all ready fighting the VICTIM with out the others. Immeditaly Zero Enna's anger grew.
"Hiead, you little...." was the last thing Clay could here while Zero flew as fast as he had ever seen him go (A/N That IS Zero's EX, just to reminde you ^_^ lol). He always hated it when Hiead was ahead of him....
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"Its VICTIM!" a man yelled with fear. It was true. A VICTIM had actually gotten to Zion. Undetected by G.O.A or G.I.S.
But...was it realy VICTIM? No, it couldnt be. It was not the size of a horrible monster like the rest of VICTIM. It was...human size.
People all over ran in fear of the dark figure that flew down to the ground. It was frightning. The VICTIM had long dark wings on its back with dark clothing and a hidieous face, looking like one of satens demons.
Then slowly the VICTIM started to walk about the crowd that was running in fear. However the VICTIM wasnt looking at them. He was looking at one person, and one person only. Slowly the VICTIM walked toward the stiff figure. The human did not move. He just stood there looking at the VICTIM, waiting for him to come...to come and destroy him
There was the VICTIM, looking the boy straight in the eye. Grinning.
"Are you the boy of Hope." it wasnt a question, it was more like the VICTIM all ready new the answer.
The boy said nothing. Not a stutter.
The VICTIM went behind the boy and grabbed his two arms in a cuff. He flew in the air, while the people gaped in aww, and screams, seeing the VICTIM taking the boy higher.
He released the boy from his grip and held out the boy for all of Zion to see.
"Let me prove to all of you that VICTIM will rule, no goddess will stop us. Never again.. I WILL BE SACRIFICING THIS BOY, AS PROOF THAT VICTIM WILL TAKE OVER!"
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Had he heard right. Yes he had. Erts did hear screams of terror at Zion. Could it be...VICTIM? No, impossible, VICTIM cant just be un-detected by G.I.S. And yet...he could hear the screams. He had to tell the others.
He jumped out of bed, and ran to the Emergency Signal. Hopefully he wasnt wrong on this one.
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"Look, its the goddeses!" yelled a woman. Before the VICTIM could turn around he had all ready was hit by a beam of light from The White Goddess.
"Wow, a VICTIM with wings...and its...small?...interesting.." said Clay while again pushing up his glasses with his middle finger.
Hiead looked at the VICTIM. He had never seen anything like... what the?
"Enna you Idiot! It has a boy in his hands!" yelled Hiead.
Oh My God.... Hiead was right.
The boy was floating in space...with no oxegon.
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There he was, floating, into nothingness. Into Darkness. He couldnt see anything, nor hear anything. He was again alone. Then a gasp of air. He could feel the Oxegon in his lungs. He couldnt see so clearly though. But then his vision started to focus....and what he saw suprised him.
He saw a machine...an Ingrid. He relized he was in a ball. A round one. And the Ingrid was holding him. It was an amazing feeling. He felt comfort in the arms of this machine. He smiled. He liked this feeling. He wanted it to last forever.
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A memory appeared in his mind. This happened before....it happened to him. He remmembered how The White Goddess saved him from VICTIM in his colony. Every moment that took place here at this moment...was the exact thing that happened to him. He couldnt believe it.
Finally Roose spoke up. "Ummmm, guys, how about we go back to G.I.S, then take the boy to the Hospital Win...." he was cut off. The exact VICTIM that captured the boy was back, heading for Zero and the boy. It grew. It was the normal size of a real VICTIM now, it was a giant.
Zero was about to blow it a blast when he relized he had the boy in his hand. He couldnt fight.
Immeditaly The Other Goddesses were coming toward the VICTIM, but they were to far away.By the time they would get to it, it would be to late.
They were hopeless. VICTIM was going to destroy them both.
"No....it cant end this way." Zero stuttered. "I wont let it happen this way...not again."
Zero had one choice, and one choice only.
"Kizna....open the hatch door to Ernn Laties..right now."
"But Zero...."
"Do it KIZNA!"
She had to listen to her partner. Please dont let him die. "Hatch door opening...Zero."
Immeditaly the hatch door opened.
With a sharp yell Zero pushed with all his might...and threw the boy inside the Ingrid along with himself, as the doors closed shut just in time as the VICTIM hit the White Goddess. The boy was safe. The boy was ok. The boy was in pain. The Goddess excepted him. She excepted them as one.
*****
Teela watched all that was happening. Seeing everything. "Hope has arrived."
"Dont be so sure of that Nike. Not all is what it seems." the voice said. It was next to her. Watching as she watched.
"You cant be so sure."
"But I am." she said.
She smiled one of her mysteries smiles.
"This is NOT over Nike....Ill promise you that." the voice said in anger. It dissapeared. She heard not a word from it again.
"Mabey it is...mabey it isnt... Laties, I think that Ria might need your help now."
"Yes sister." another voice said in her head, and was silent.
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Next Time :
He is alone, and in parrel. The VICTIM is fighting hard, and he is alone. He is hurt and there seems to be no hope. But there is always Hope.... Hope will come. CURRICULUM 01: A Chance of Hope
With those with wings, fly to your Dreams...
A/N : Ok, i re-did this chapter just to the end. Along with that, i fixed my spelling mistakes. ^ _ ^
CURRICULUM 00 : Chosen
A/N: Hey guys, here is CHAPTER 1 to The Candidate Of Veelas! Yes, you heard me, Chapter 1, the last one was just the Proluge to the story, to show how the Candidates became Pilots. Thank you for the reviews! Now, on with the show!
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CURRICULUM 00: Chosen
War. The one word that could describe Zion. Pure War. It wasnt fair... it wasnt fair. Family..no. Friends...no. Happiness....never. Joy...afraid not. Hope....one. There was one Hope. Just one. That one Hope, was laying on the cold hard ground in a most un-friendly neighborhood. Alone. All Alone.
Life was gone for him. Life seemed to end for him. People pitied him.
"Silly Dreams" they would say. No, they werent silly. He new they werent silly. They were real. They had to be real. They just had to be. These Dreams were the only things that kept him alive. Those "silly dreams" were the only things that kept the Hope alive.
Every night he would escape from the prison (his orphange) and stay in the only place he could really remmember when he was young.
The North Park.
He would remmember the Love. The Happiness. The Joy....which was no more. He would smile at the memories. Sometimes laugh. You see, this boy was different. Sure he would wish that it was back to how it used to be. The Love, The Happiness, the Joy..... But instead of having to weep for those days to come back like everyone else did, he would actually see them in his head, in fact, it seemed so clearly, it felt like it was still there..... and it was. It really was.
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"All Pilots report to code area A79465, we have a Report of Class C VICTIM upon arival!"
"Thank you Erts. Zero, EX level up to 56%, Oxygen level at full max. Fighting weapons responce 100%. All Systems go." said Ria's friend and partner, Kizna.
"Hiead, Oxygon level at full max, figh...fighting weapons..good... and EX level 78%.." Ikney Allecto stutters. She always got nervous when it came to the battles. She would stutter and start to swet. Hiead would usally, after the fight would take her to the side, push her against the wall, and tell her how lazy, and weak she was whenever she messed up, or didnt do anything wrong at all.
Hiead was impatient with her and told her in a yelling voice to "Just Shut Up, and Launch." She nodded, shakily saying all systems go and pushing a few buttons to launch Eeva Leena with the others. It wasnt fair, why couldnt she be like the other Repairers. After launching the Goddess, she put down her head and looked at the floor like she always did when Hiead would put her down.
As they arrived to the colony, a sworm of VICTIM could be seen, beside them was what looked like the Leader of the Group.
"Ok guys, lets get the VICTIM!...." Zero Enna concluded.
"Zero, we cant just sworm after the VICTIM, we have to have a plan first." Clay Fortran replied, while pushing up his glass with his middle finger.
"Clay, we dont have time, come on! Lets just.." But before Zero could finish, he soon relized that Hiead was all ready fighting the VICTIM with out the others. Immeditaly Zero Enna's anger grew.
"Hiead, you little...." was the last thing Clay could here while Zero flew as fast as he had ever seen him go (A/N That IS Zero's EX, just to reminde you ^_^ lol). He always hated it when Hiead was ahead of him....
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"Its VICTIM!" a man yelled with fear. It was true. A VICTIM had actually gotten to Zion. Undetected by G.O.A or G.I.S.
But...was it realy VICTIM? No, it couldnt be. It was not the size of a horrible monster like the rest of VICTIM. It was...human size.
People all over ran in fear of the dark figure that flew down to the ground. It was frightning. The VICTIM had long dark wings on its back with dark clothing and a hidieous face, looking like one of satens demons.
Then slowly the VICTIM started to walk about the crowd that was running in fear. However the VICTIM wasnt looking at them. He was looking at one person, and one person only. Slowly the VICTIM walked toward the stiff figure. The human did not move. He just stood there looking at the VICTIM, waiting for him to come...to come and destroy him
There was the VICTIM, looking the boy straight in the eye. Grinning.
"Are you the boy of Hope." it wasnt a question, it was more like the VICTIM all ready new the answer.
The boy said nothing. Not a stutter.
The VICTIM went behind the boy and grabbed his two arms in a cuff. He flew in the air, while the people gaped in aww, and screams, seeing the VICTIM taking the boy higher.
He released the boy from his grip and held out the boy for all of Zion to see.
"Let me prove to all of you that VICTIM will rule, no goddess will stop us. Never again.. I WILL BE SACRIFICING THIS BOY, AS PROOF THAT VICTIM WILL TAKE OVER!"
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Had he heard right. Yes he had. Erts did hear screams of terror at Zion. Could it be...VICTIM? No, impossible, VICTIM cant just be un-detected by G.I.S. And yet...he could hear the screams. He had to tell the others.
He jumped out of bed, and ran to the Emergency Signal. Hopefully he wasnt wrong on this one.
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"Look, its the goddeses!" yelled a woman. Before the VICTIM could turn around he had all ready was hit by a beam of light from The White Goddess.
"Wow, a VICTIM with wings...and its...small?...interesting.." said Clay while again pushing up his glasses with his middle finger.
Hiead looked at the VICTIM. He had never seen anything like... what the?
"Enna you Idiot! It has a boy in his hands!" yelled Hiead.
Oh My God.... Hiead was right.
The boy was floating in space...with no oxegon.
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There he was, floating, into nothingness. Into Darkness. He couldnt see anything, nor hear anything. He was again alone. Then a gasp of air. He could feel the Oxegon in his lungs. He couldnt see so clearly though. But then his vision started to focus....and what he saw suprised him.
He saw a machine...an Ingrid. He relized he was in a ball. A round one. And the Ingrid was holding him. It was an amazing feeling. He felt comfort in the arms of this machine. He smiled. He liked this feeling. He wanted it to last forever.
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A memory appeared in his mind. This happened before....it happened to him. He remmembered how The White Goddess saved him from VICTIM in his colony. Every moment that took place here at this moment...was the exact thing that happened to him. He couldnt believe it.
Finally Roose spoke up. "Ummmm, guys, how about we go back to G.I.S, then take the boy to the Hospital Win...." he was cut off. The exact VICTIM that captured the boy was back, heading for Zero and the boy. It grew. It was the normal size of a real VICTIM now, it was a giant.
Zero was about to blow it a blast when he relized he had the boy in his hand. He couldnt fight.
Immeditaly The Other Goddesses were coming toward the VICTIM, but they were to far away.By the time they would get to it, it would be to late.
They were hopeless. VICTIM was going to destroy them both.
"No....it cant end this way." Zero stuttered. "I wont let it happen this way...not again."
Zero had one choice, and one choice only.
"Kizna....open the hatch door to Ernn Laties..right now."
"But Zero...."
"Do it KIZNA!"
She had to listen to her partner. Please dont let him die. "Hatch door opening...Zero."
Immeditaly the hatch door opened.
With a sharp yell Zero pushed with all his might...and threw the boy inside the Ingrid along with himself, as the doors closed shut just in time as the VICTIM hit the White Goddess. The boy was safe. The boy was ok. The boy was in pain. The Goddess excepted him. She excepted them as one.
*****
Teela watched all that was happening. Seeing everything. "Hope has arrived."
"Dont be so sure of that Nike. Not all is what it seems." the voice said. It was next to her. Watching as she watched.
"You cant be so sure."
"But I am." she said.
She smiled one of her mysteries smiles.
"This is NOT over Nike....Ill promise you that." the voice said in anger. It dissapeared. She heard not a word from it again.
"Mabey it is...mabey it isnt... Laties, I think that Ria might need your help now."
"Yes sister." another voice said in her head, and was silent.
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Next Time :
He is alone, and in parrel. The VICTIM is fighting hard, and he is alone. He is hurt and there seems to be no hope. But there is always Hope.... Hope will come. CURRICULUM 01: A Chance of Hope
With those with wings, fly to your Dreams...
A/N : Ok, i re-did this chapter just to the end. Along with that, i fixed my spelling mistakes. ^ _ ^