Authors Note: Finally got a review, thanks for the tips Skeyeta, defiantly going to use them.
Chapter 5
Power of Zoid Eve
Alisi was standing there, looking at the sky, she felt something strange happening, she didn't know what but it wasn't normal. She looked over as her brother was putting some stuff in his Dibision. "Why are you going to leave so soon?"
Paul looked at her. "Because, the sooner I leave the sooner I can come home."
She watched as the other Dibisions and the only Cannon Tortoise started moving away. She looked at Paul one more time.
"Say bye to mom and dad for me, will ya Alis." He jumped in his Dibision and closed the cockpit.
Alisi put her hand up and waved to him as he left. "Bye Paul." She said, turning around. She walked back to the tree she loved her whole life. She climbed it like she had been doing for years. She watched as the 5 Dibisions and the one Cannon Tortoise moved away, and she kept watching till they were gone. When she didn't see them any more she jumped down and walked over to the main square in the town. A few people were there, helping the families who had a husband or son go off. The town was very small, and when someone left they all felt it. Ryss had her father go as well, she had her head down in her hands. She saw Rao standing on top of the roof, his short brown hair moving in the heavy breeze. She didn't know why he was up there, he looked worried and scared even though no one in his family was going to the Palace City. She turned and saw her mother holding Shays hand, watching their only son go off into battle. Looking back at the sky she saw a storm beginning to brew a few miles away. The village finally broke up and went to there houses, feeling as the rain started to come down.
"Paul will be fine." She heard her father say. "You know he can fight and survive if he needs to." He turned around and slowly crutched away.
She knew her brother was strong and wouldn't die for nothing. But she had a feeling, a feeling she wished would just vanish like the two moons do when the sun comes up. The rain started pouring harder and her long blond hair went flat on her back and scalp. She turned and walked to her house, tears from her eyes getting mixed with the rain from the sky. She knew right there, that she had lost her brother.
The Dark Kraiser stood there watching as the people of the small village begged for mercy. He even saw one crawl up to him. He pulled out his gun and shot the man in his thighs, one bullet in each. He watched as the blood slowly oozed out of each hole. He smiled, adoring the loss of life he was causing. "Burn the city." He said, walking back to the Whale King, which was landed on the ground just outside the city. He smelled the burning timber of the wood houses, it pleased him very much.
"My lord." A man came and bowed. "We are waiting for your next orders."
He smiled. "Let us move in to the City of Zoid Eve, I want to see if this legend exists." He watched as a massive storm moved across the Zodian villages across the bay. It was beginning to rain where he was at as well. He was much different then the last Kraiser. The last one was short and stubby, his face was deformed and he had no military strategy. The new Kraiser on the other hand, was tall and in very good shape. His handsome face made him look more like a pretty boy then a warrior. He had the patience of a tiger and the craftiness of a fox. His black hair was long and sleek moved in the wind. "Lets move the troops now." He said, watching as the storm became stronger.
Jahalla stood there, admiring the beautiful statue glowing a holy light. He knelt to his right knee, bowing his head to the mighty creator. "Zoid Eve, forgive my troubles and grant me what I require." He said, his voice choppy and nervous. "I ask thee to create a warrior. One with unlimited strength and skill, one who is loyal to there master, one who is unbeatable in every aspect of power and mind." He watched as Zoid Eve began to glow. "Grant me this, and I shall let thee be." He stood up, watching as the space in front of the statue began to fill with a floating glitter. He knew that Zoid Eve could be harmless unless she was freed from the statue she was imprisoned in, but still had the power to create and fix life of men and Zoids. He backed away, watching as the tiny light particles began to cluster and form. He and his council stood there, waiting for the ultimate warrior, the child of Zoid Eve to be born. When the body had taken form, they all stood there in shock. Watching as the particles went away, and standing before them was a gorgeous woman.
"This is are ultimate warrior." One of them said, walking towards her.
None of them were expecting this. They thought it would come out to be a large and massive man. But what they got was the most beautiful woman any of them had ever seen. Her dirty blonde hair and perfect figure made her irresistible to any man, but deep in her soul she was as deadly as any warrior, ready to kill without a feeling of remorse, and a willing to fight without a heart.
Jahalla watched the woman walk out of the room, most of the council followed her, proving already that she was deadly. He and his most trusted friend stood there. "Well Jaspo, I suppose we need to finish this." Jahalla said, staring at the statue.
Jaspo, the tall and slim man wearing his hood nodded in agreement. "We may regret this."
"Yes, I know we will." He looked back at Zoid Eve. "But we may still have a chance to stop it before it ends." He remembered a story his uncle had told him about Zoid Eve. He said she was the mother of all life, and created Zoids to help protect that life she created. But when one of her Zoids went mad, it destroyed the life she protected. That Zoid was called the Death Sauer, all it wanted to do was cause death. And in the hands of an ultimate warrior, it was impossible to stop. But it was stopped, but to do so Zoid Eve had to imprison herself in that statue and keep her power hidden within the catacombs of the City she had built. The gate was made to prevent all but one human to ever enter her world, and only a few chosen people would ever even know the truth about Zoid Eve, the truth was that she would become the daughter of the devil if she was ever released from that statue. He knew it was true, and he made sure he only asked for what he needed. "Zoid Eve." He said, his voice was again choppy and nervous. "Bring to life the Death Sauer." Jaspo stood there with Jahalla, they watched as again, the statue glowed. They walked to the pit that held the power core. On the way out they saw the gruesome truth of the ultimate warrior. All on the ground laid the bodies of the council, some missing their heads, some ripped apart, and the rest just stabbed.
"Dear lord, forgive us on this day, pray for are souls and are minds. Keep us strong in this time of need." Jaspo said, his hands folded and his stomach turning at the horrific site.
"Now we see what we have caused." Jahalla said, staring at the mutilated bodies. They continued to the pit, the lady warrior stood there, looking at the core.
"Is this my Zoid?" She said, her voice innocent and sweet. Not that of a heartless murderer.
Jahalla nodded. "It is, you must rid us of all from the Dark Kraiser and his followers from Nyx." He didn't like anybody on the council except for Jaspo, so he wasn't to torn up over their deaths.
Jaspo looked at her. "What is your name?" He said, nervous and twitchy.
She smiled. "Ange." Her sweet voice was enough to lure a man into her clutches before she unleashed the evil deep within her.
They both stared at her.
"Ange." Jahalla said, it was Zodian for angel, a name that did not suit her one bit.
Jaspo and Jahalla walked out of the room, watching as the Death Sauer slowly began to form. "When that Zoid is finished, we may also go with it." Jaspo said.
"I have a plan, it should work if everything goes as planned." Jahalla replied, saying a prayer in his mind, hoping his faith would not fail him now.
Authors Note: I had my neighbor write this chapter, he's a writer for a magazine and wants to test his skills as a fiction writer so tell me what you think of this chapter and his writing. (I read it and I think I'm about ready to fire myself.)