DISCLAIMER: I don't own Zoids.
A/N: Okay, I haven't updated this in a really long time, so I decided to revise it instead. I read through it and found lots of mistakes, so here is the edited version! (Don't worry; I will add new chapters too.)
I yawned unenthusiastically. It was Friday afternoon, but there was nothing to do. My parents weren't home, and I was grounded. Was it really my fault that I lost track of time? Don't answer that. Anyway, so there I was fiddling with my pencil, trying to think up a good topic for my Current Events class. What a boring class... Why did I even enroll in it? Oh well. Can't change anything now. So, I was trying to write, when my stupid little brother, David, came running in.
"Come on, come on! We gotta watch TV! It's 4:30!!" He said jumping up and down.
"What's so good that's on at 4:30?" I asked with an evil glare. But he ignored my silent threat, and replied, "Zoids is on!!!"
Then, he ran to the living room and I heard him trip and fall over the coffee table. The idiot... Always running into things... But I got up and went to the living room. At least watching TV was something to do. And though I would never admit it to anyone, but I actually kind of liked the show.
So there we were, the two us, sitting on the couch, and watching eagerly (though I tried not to look too eager). I felt something wet on my leg. I looked down. The little nitwit was asleep and drooling all over my new jeans. I cursed and threw my 5-year-old brother into his bed, then proceeded to change my pants. I sat back on the couch, and watched the TV again. There was a commercial break, so I went to get a glass of water. I got it, and as I was walking back, my retard of brother had just happened to leave his toy truck in my way, and I stepped on it. Damn did that hurt! I hopped around for a while, then I spilled my water on the wires of the TV, just as I happened to step on them. I felt a jolt go through my body, and then everything went black.
When I woke up, my head felt like it had gone through a vacuum cleaner. It hurt like hell, and I could barely think. I was dizzy, and my eyes were blurry. I thought I heard something, but I couldn't quite make it out. Damn. I'm probably in the hospital and now they're going to do open heart- But my mind went blank before I could finish my thoughts. I woke up again, this time able to see a little better, and my head didn't hurt as much. I sat up very quickly, and looked around. At first I thought I was back in my own room, but my eyes cleared, and I saw that this wasn't my room. This wasn't even my freaking house!
"Were the hell am I?!" I yelled as loud as I could.
Two people came rushing in. I looked them over. They dressed real funny, but for some reason, they seemed familiar. Then, an idea dawned on me.
"No. This can't be happening!"
I ran to the window and looked out. There were huge mechanical beasts walking around. They had big weapons mounted on them, and a whole lot of other things. I put my back to the wall, and slowly shrank down. This isn't real. I kept telling myself. Any minute now my alarm clock will go off and I'll be out of this nightmare. I kept opening and shutting my eyes, hoping to see the familiar walls of my room. They never showed up. The same picture kept filling my eyesight. I stood up, and looked down at myself. Well, at least I had MY clothes.
"Umm... So anyway. Who are you people and where am I?"
One of the two people looked at me as if I were and alien from some distant planet. But on the other hand, I kind of was.
"This is the Backdraft main base, and we are just some of the guards that look over this place."
The Backdraft. What luck. of all the places in this TV show, I had to land here.
"Oh. Okay. Well, I'll just be leaving now, so...uh... don't mind me."
I started toward the open door, when one of the guards grabbed my arm. I took his arm, and flipped him over my back. I might be a girl, but I had taken karate last summer (it wasn't my idea really). The other guy charged me, but I caught him in a flying kick, and he went down hard. I sprinted out of there as fast as I could go. The alarms were blaring and everything was in total chaos. Oh freak. What was I suppose to do now?! I kept running straight, until I heard footsteps ahead on me and in back of me. I ran into the nearest room, and shut the door as fast I could. I looked around frantically for a something that I could use to keep the door shut. I finally decided on a piece of pipe, and stuck it in the door handle. Looking around, I saw that I was in some sort of garage or something. I walked slowly across the bridge, and looked down. What I saw defiantly frightened me.
"No. It can't be. I'm just dreaming. I've got to be dreaming."
But I knew I wasn't. Zoids were down there. Lots of them. I continued looking down, until I found one I liked. It was jet black and blood red, and looked like a fox. What were they called? Shadow foxes? Yeah, that was it. But this one looked kind of different. I jumped down off the bridge, and inspected the controls.
"This doesn't look too hard." I said as I nonchalantly stepped into the cockpit.
Soon did I find out, that this was much harder than I had expected. The cockpit closed automatically, and the zoid moved on its own! I wasn't even touching the controls! I had to bite my tongue to keep from screaming. Okay, relax. Those people in the TV show made it look so easy. I took hold of the controls. The zoid growled a little.
"Hey! I'm not taking any attitude from you! I haven't been having a really great day, and I don't want you to make it any worse! Understand?!"
**Grrr.**
"Good. Huh? I understand you? Man, this keeps getting stranger and stranger... So you're a Shadow Fox huh? Well, I don't think that's a good name for you. How about... uh... Cadaver Fox?"
**Roooaaar!**
"Shh! Not too loud! Those guys are still after me."
**Grrrr.**
"That's okay. So, you going help me with the controls or what?"
Instead of helping, he just shot out the back wall, and ran right out.
"Well, that works too."
A/N: So, I even changed the Zoid a little. But oh well. Hope you liked it! Please review!
A/N: Okay, I haven't updated this in a really long time, so I decided to revise it instead. I read through it and found lots of mistakes, so here is the edited version! (Don't worry; I will add new chapters too.)
I yawned unenthusiastically. It was Friday afternoon, but there was nothing to do. My parents weren't home, and I was grounded. Was it really my fault that I lost track of time? Don't answer that. Anyway, so there I was fiddling with my pencil, trying to think up a good topic for my Current Events class. What a boring class... Why did I even enroll in it? Oh well. Can't change anything now. So, I was trying to write, when my stupid little brother, David, came running in.
"Come on, come on! We gotta watch TV! It's 4:30!!" He said jumping up and down.
"What's so good that's on at 4:30?" I asked with an evil glare. But he ignored my silent threat, and replied, "Zoids is on!!!"
Then, he ran to the living room and I heard him trip and fall over the coffee table. The idiot... Always running into things... But I got up and went to the living room. At least watching TV was something to do. And though I would never admit it to anyone, but I actually kind of liked the show.
So there we were, the two us, sitting on the couch, and watching eagerly (though I tried not to look too eager). I felt something wet on my leg. I looked down. The little nitwit was asleep and drooling all over my new jeans. I cursed and threw my 5-year-old brother into his bed, then proceeded to change my pants. I sat back on the couch, and watched the TV again. There was a commercial break, so I went to get a glass of water. I got it, and as I was walking back, my retard of brother had just happened to leave his toy truck in my way, and I stepped on it. Damn did that hurt! I hopped around for a while, then I spilled my water on the wires of the TV, just as I happened to step on them. I felt a jolt go through my body, and then everything went black.
When I woke up, my head felt like it had gone through a vacuum cleaner. It hurt like hell, and I could barely think. I was dizzy, and my eyes were blurry. I thought I heard something, but I couldn't quite make it out. Damn. I'm probably in the hospital and now they're going to do open heart- But my mind went blank before I could finish my thoughts. I woke up again, this time able to see a little better, and my head didn't hurt as much. I sat up very quickly, and looked around. At first I thought I was back in my own room, but my eyes cleared, and I saw that this wasn't my room. This wasn't even my freaking house!
"Were the hell am I?!" I yelled as loud as I could.
Two people came rushing in. I looked them over. They dressed real funny, but for some reason, they seemed familiar. Then, an idea dawned on me.
"No. This can't be happening!"
I ran to the window and looked out. There were huge mechanical beasts walking around. They had big weapons mounted on them, and a whole lot of other things. I put my back to the wall, and slowly shrank down. This isn't real. I kept telling myself. Any minute now my alarm clock will go off and I'll be out of this nightmare. I kept opening and shutting my eyes, hoping to see the familiar walls of my room. They never showed up. The same picture kept filling my eyesight. I stood up, and looked down at myself. Well, at least I had MY clothes.
"Umm... So anyway. Who are you people and where am I?"
One of the two people looked at me as if I were and alien from some distant planet. But on the other hand, I kind of was.
"This is the Backdraft main base, and we are just some of the guards that look over this place."
The Backdraft. What luck. of all the places in this TV show, I had to land here.
"Oh. Okay. Well, I'll just be leaving now, so...uh... don't mind me."
I started toward the open door, when one of the guards grabbed my arm. I took his arm, and flipped him over my back. I might be a girl, but I had taken karate last summer (it wasn't my idea really). The other guy charged me, but I caught him in a flying kick, and he went down hard. I sprinted out of there as fast as I could go. The alarms were blaring and everything was in total chaos. Oh freak. What was I suppose to do now?! I kept running straight, until I heard footsteps ahead on me and in back of me. I ran into the nearest room, and shut the door as fast I could. I looked around frantically for a something that I could use to keep the door shut. I finally decided on a piece of pipe, and stuck it in the door handle. Looking around, I saw that I was in some sort of garage or something. I walked slowly across the bridge, and looked down. What I saw defiantly frightened me.
"No. It can't be. I'm just dreaming. I've got to be dreaming."
But I knew I wasn't. Zoids were down there. Lots of them. I continued looking down, until I found one I liked. It was jet black and blood red, and looked like a fox. What were they called? Shadow foxes? Yeah, that was it. But this one looked kind of different. I jumped down off the bridge, and inspected the controls.
"This doesn't look too hard." I said as I nonchalantly stepped into the cockpit.
Soon did I find out, that this was much harder than I had expected. The cockpit closed automatically, and the zoid moved on its own! I wasn't even touching the controls! I had to bite my tongue to keep from screaming. Okay, relax. Those people in the TV show made it look so easy. I took hold of the controls. The zoid growled a little.
"Hey! I'm not taking any attitude from you! I haven't been having a really great day, and I don't want you to make it any worse! Understand?!"
**Grrr.**
"Good. Huh? I understand you? Man, this keeps getting stranger and stranger... So you're a Shadow Fox huh? Well, I don't think that's a good name for you. How about... uh... Cadaver Fox?"
**Roooaaar!**
"Shh! Not too loud! Those guys are still after me."
**Grrrr.**
"That's okay. So, you going help me with the controls or what?"
Instead of helping, he just shot out the back wall, and ran right out.
"Well, that works too."
A/N: So, I even changed the Zoid a little. But oh well. Hope you liked it! Please review!