A/N- Ok, lets get this straightened out. I got a review saying that this
fic was too Earth-like. I agree, but that will only last for a VERY short
time. Earth and Zi had not had any communication with Earth, but this is
the Blue Planet, not Earth, and they could have had some communication with
Zi if they really wanted to. Think about it. If they could get into a space
ship and fly to this planet, they had to have some kind off communication.
Like I said, I'm a huge Raven fan, and he isn't from Earth now, is he? No,
his from the Blue Planet, and that is what his father said about his home
in the episode 'The Distant Stars'. (I hope I'm not sounding too
rude.Sorry, don't hate me!) But any ways, this fic takes place five years
after chapter one. If you haven't figured out who Taylor is yet, then I
don't know what to tell you. (Oh boy, is it just me, or does this
chapter. suck, badly? I know this is corny, but I have to have some way to
leave her alone.)
Disclaimer- I only own Gina. I only wish I owned Raven (is it possible to 'own ' your boyfriend? ~.~) but that's only in my fantasy.
* * means Gina's thoughts ~ ~ means Raven's thoughts
********************The Distant Loners
It had been five years since her parents' death. And it had been nearly five years since she was last informed that her beloved brother, Taylor, was all right. She was assured he would be safe with the family of Dan Freigheit, who apparently decided to sacrifice his life to, stop Prozan's goons from getting to an organoid first. Taylor ran off somewhere while Prozan's men engaged in combat with the Guardian Force. He was never seen again. They didn't even know his name.
The doctors found the boy sitting upright in the bed they had put him hours before. He was shaking and there was a blank, distant look swimming in his dark eyes. He had lost his memory, they feared it was permanent, and he had no idea as to what was going on. He let with Dan, who died, ran off, and the rest of the Guardian Force team that were with Dan was slaughtered. Their nearby base had been destroyed, so no information about Taylor could be found. She heard of his disappearance on the news.
But this didn't call end to her love for zoids. She began to take special piloting classes. Gina learned the name and special attacks of each and every zoid. She learned about the fusion of zoid cores, and of special weapons that you can arm a zoid with. She soon became an expert.
She missed her grandmother, who had died of a heart attack a year ago, and carried a photo of her entire family with her at all times. She was the only one left; her grandfather had sent her to the shelter, since e couldn't raise her himself, a year after her family's demise. Gina knew this was strange, but that it was the best way for her grandfather, and for herself. Now an orphan, she lived at a home for girls. Gina had signed up to be a member of the Guardian Force earlier, and she wanted to meet Van, Dan Freigheit's son.
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Jump to the left.
Dodge to the right.
Stop.Backwards two steps.
Now forward, full speed.
Raven was practicing, making sure to push his piloting skills to the limit. As he dodged another spike randomly shooting up out of the ground, (A/N- Yes, they did really do that) he received a transmission.
"Raven, if you want to eat, Lord Prozan says to inform you that your dinner will be ready when you are," stated one of the men in charge of monitoring his progress.
"Fine," he answered. Short and simple sentences.those were his favorite. They required less speaking and more doing, in his case anyways. He had never figured out why he had never disobeyed Prozan. It was probably because he was the only family Raven had, and didn't want to be totally alone; after all, he was only a harmless ten-year-old boy.
He went to the garage in which Prozan kept his zoids in and returned the Hell Cat he was practicing with. ~The only thing zoids are good for is destroying.~ He then turned and headed toward his bedroom, where his dinner was usually left. ~It's the same crap as every night. So what else is new?~ Raven sighed. He wanted something.different. He needed a real challenge. Ten years old, and already bored out of his mind.
He slowly and reluctantly ate his barley cooked meal, changed into a black T-shirt and gray sweat pants, and crawled onto his poorly stuffed mattress in hopes of a good night's rest.
A/N- Kind of lacking the long-ness, but this was rushed. Sorry. Any hints or tips for this? Please tell me!!! The next chapter will be better, I really promise (sorry about my 'promise breaking' disease. I hope it's not contagious.)
Disclaimer- I only own Gina. I only wish I owned Raven (is it possible to 'own ' your boyfriend? ~.~) but that's only in my fantasy.
* * means Gina's thoughts ~ ~ means Raven's thoughts
********************The Distant Loners
It had been five years since her parents' death. And it had been nearly five years since she was last informed that her beloved brother, Taylor, was all right. She was assured he would be safe with the family of Dan Freigheit, who apparently decided to sacrifice his life to, stop Prozan's goons from getting to an organoid first. Taylor ran off somewhere while Prozan's men engaged in combat with the Guardian Force. He was never seen again. They didn't even know his name.
The doctors found the boy sitting upright in the bed they had put him hours before. He was shaking and there was a blank, distant look swimming in his dark eyes. He had lost his memory, they feared it was permanent, and he had no idea as to what was going on. He let with Dan, who died, ran off, and the rest of the Guardian Force team that were with Dan was slaughtered. Their nearby base had been destroyed, so no information about Taylor could be found. She heard of his disappearance on the news.
But this didn't call end to her love for zoids. She began to take special piloting classes. Gina learned the name and special attacks of each and every zoid. She learned about the fusion of zoid cores, and of special weapons that you can arm a zoid with. She soon became an expert.
She missed her grandmother, who had died of a heart attack a year ago, and carried a photo of her entire family with her at all times. She was the only one left; her grandfather had sent her to the shelter, since e couldn't raise her himself, a year after her family's demise. Gina knew this was strange, but that it was the best way for her grandfather, and for herself. Now an orphan, she lived at a home for girls. Gina had signed up to be a member of the Guardian Force earlier, and she wanted to meet Van, Dan Freigheit's son.
******************************************************************
Jump to the left.
Dodge to the right.
Stop.Backwards two steps.
Now forward, full speed.
Raven was practicing, making sure to push his piloting skills to the limit. As he dodged another spike randomly shooting up out of the ground, (A/N- Yes, they did really do that) he received a transmission.
"Raven, if you want to eat, Lord Prozan says to inform you that your dinner will be ready when you are," stated one of the men in charge of monitoring his progress.
"Fine," he answered. Short and simple sentences.those were his favorite. They required less speaking and more doing, in his case anyways. He had never figured out why he had never disobeyed Prozan. It was probably because he was the only family Raven had, and didn't want to be totally alone; after all, he was only a harmless ten-year-old boy.
He went to the garage in which Prozan kept his zoids in and returned the Hell Cat he was practicing with. ~The only thing zoids are good for is destroying.~ He then turned and headed toward his bedroom, where his dinner was usually left. ~It's the same crap as every night. So what else is new?~ Raven sighed. He wanted something.different. He needed a real challenge. Ten years old, and already bored out of his mind.
He slowly and reluctantly ate his barley cooked meal, changed into a black T-shirt and gray sweat pants, and crawled onto his poorly stuffed mattress in hopes of a good night's rest.
A/N- Kind of lacking the long-ness, but this was rushed. Sorry. Any hints or tips for this? Please tell me!!! The next chapter will be better, I really promise (sorry about my 'promise breaking' disease. I hope it's not contagious.)