My brother left because of you. 'I didn't do anything!' Yeah, and I'm the queen of England. 'Hello your Majesty!' Grrr. 'Eeep!' My brother, Steel, thought that the Zoid battles were the best idea. I went with him that day to register our team, the Nighthawk Team. 'You mean you and Steel were the infamous Nighthawk Team!' Yeah, we were good too. I had the Zoid my father built, the Slash Liger. Steel loved Shield Ligers. He had a green one. It was the battle to enter Class S, the last battle of the Royal Cup, and the last battle I fought for years. We were against the Shinigami Team; they had a Blade Liger and a Redlar. We went up and engaged them, taking out the Redlar easily. The Blade Liger was very familiar. It was my great-grandmother's Blade Liger. 'Who was piloting it?' My great-grandmother, Shinigami, the berserk monster was in the cockpit. She took the body of the leader of the team and wanted to meet her family. She saw me and laughed. She said, :Life is different now, dear Nighthawk boy. My nightmares will finally end.: She took her Blade Liger and destroyed my Slash Liger, saving me and putting the berserk monster into me. I stopped fighting and I was hospitalized. They took Steel away to fight those useless battles. I'll find him one day! But you killed him! You took him one night and shot him! You will now receive your torturing again, Bit Cloud!
(Note: This will switch perspectives. It is getting quite confusing.)
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Part One: Layon's View and the Before the Fight with Harry.
The GunDragon was Steel's Zoid. He wanted Jaklar to have it. It was interesting how the two brothers got along so well. Jaklar was looking at me again. I must look like someone.
"Mister Layon, when is our fight?"
Jaklar's brother, Steel, was staring at me. We were in a new, but black, Whale King the symbol of the old Guylos Empire on it. Jaklar decided that he wanted black and he put the symbol on as our team symbol. As the new Nighthawk Team, Jaklar didn't want anyone else as a member. I looked down at Steel and decided to answer him.
"It's tomorrow against the Champ Team."
Jaklar snorted at the name. The Champ Team was famous, but one of the worst teams ever. The leader was Harry Champ, a snobby rich kid who wanted to marry Leena. Luckily, Leena hates him and Steve Toros takes his money, but by using Leena, which I hate to see.
"Why them, Layon? There is the Fuzzy Pandas and the other teams that are worse!"
Sometimes I hate Jaklar and his smart remarks, but this was making Steel laugh.
"Harry said that if we beat him, for Leena of course, we could go up to Class B before the Royal Cup. We could be fighting the Blitz Team by next week!"
Another snort echoed through the Whale King as Jaklar started going cocky again.
"We don't need to fight Harry. . ."
He stopped, the cockiness wearing off. He thought about something and laid down on the small couch.
"All right, Nighthawk Team! Let's practice before we fight!"
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The boys slumped in to find out what happened during practice. It looked like Jaklar looked like he was still in good shape, besides not knowing where the controls were. Steel was the one I was worried about. He was the total opposite of Jaklar, knowing where the controls are, but not knowing how to maneuver his Zoid. Luckily, they didn't use the starting Zoids to practice, or the Shield Liger, 'Shieldy' and the GunDragon, 'Drac' would be destroyed. They used two older Zaber Fangs of the Fuzzy Pandas Team. I brought out a picture of the controls of the GunDragon. Jaklar stared at them for a minute.
"I'm done looking at them, Layon. I'll be with Drac, okay?"
"Sure, go ahead. I'll look after feeding Steel."
"He's allergic to instant noodles. Especially roast beef. The powder turns him berserk. Just like his big brother."
Jaklar never told me that. I luckily bought tons of non-instant noodle food. I thought about using a berserk Steel to help Jaklar in the fight. It would increase his fighting ability by a hundredfold. I decided to not do that yet.
"Mister Layon, how about some dragonsbane. It's yummy as a soup and a tea."
I almost dropped a pot on my foot. Dragonsbane?! But that's poisonous to humans, but not to the ancient Zoidians. Were the Nighthawks ancient Zoidians? I went to a medicine cabinet to find dragonsbane to make soup and tea for Steel, but when I came back, I saw Steel all ready making some. Jaklar was over by him, making sure that not too much went in to my bowl.
"Hey, Layon, want some dragonsbane soup. We put enough to not kill a human."
I saw marks on his face, besides the scar. I saw two sword blade shapes coming out of the side of his chin. Steel didn't look any different. Jaklar gave me the soup and I sat down at a table, next to Jaklar. I saw the purple soup was the same color as the 'slashes', as I called them. I took a sip and a delicious flavor came over me. It was even better the noodles! I started eating the soup quickly, until I was done with the bowl. Jaklar hinted that he noticed, but Steel was slowly drinking soup.
"The dragonsbane is a very good tasting plant. Humans are usually very hungry and could eat a whole bowl. They die of overeating, not poisoning."
We sat around for a little bit and I showed them a procedure to use to fight 'Harry and the Chumps' as Jaklar called them. We started laughing, when a call came up.
"Ha, ha, ha. . . Nighthawk Team. . . Jaklar speaking."
Harry's face appeared on the screen and we started laughing harder. He was looking pretty angry.
"I'm putting our stakes higher, Jaklar. I'm putting 10x the normal prize money as well.
" Ha, Ha, HA! Umm, I mean all right. Is Harry and the Chump ready to lose?"
We started laughing harder as Jaklar said this and I was recording the message.
"You'll pay for calling my team, Harry and the Champ."
"It's Harry and the Chump, stupid!"
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(Note: This will switch perspectives. It is getting quite confusing.)
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Part One: Layon's View and the Before the Fight with Harry.
The GunDragon was Steel's Zoid. He wanted Jaklar to have it. It was interesting how the two brothers got along so well. Jaklar was looking at me again. I must look like someone.
"Mister Layon, when is our fight?"
Jaklar's brother, Steel, was staring at me. We were in a new, but black, Whale King the symbol of the old Guylos Empire on it. Jaklar decided that he wanted black and he put the symbol on as our team symbol. As the new Nighthawk Team, Jaklar didn't want anyone else as a member. I looked down at Steel and decided to answer him.
"It's tomorrow against the Champ Team."
Jaklar snorted at the name. The Champ Team was famous, but one of the worst teams ever. The leader was Harry Champ, a snobby rich kid who wanted to marry Leena. Luckily, Leena hates him and Steve Toros takes his money, but by using Leena, which I hate to see.
"Why them, Layon? There is the Fuzzy Pandas and the other teams that are worse!"
Sometimes I hate Jaklar and his smart remarks, but this was making Steel laugh.
"Harry said that if we beat him, for Leena of course, we could go up to Class B before the Royal Cup. We could be fighting the Blitz Team by next week!"
Another snort echoed through the Whale King as Jaklar started going cocky again.
"We don't need to fight Harry. . ."
He stopped, the cockiness wearing off. He thought about something and laid down on the small couch.
"All right, Nighthawk Team! Let's practice before we fight!"
* * * * *
The boys slumped in to find out what happened during practice. It looked like Jaklar looked like he was still in good shape, besides not knowing where the controls were. Steel was the one I was worried about. He was the total opposite of Jaklar, knowing where the controls are, but not knowing how to maneuver his Zoid. Luckily, they didn't use the starting Zoids to practice, or the Shield Liger, 'Shieldy' and the GunDragon, 'Drac' would be destroyed. They used two older Zaber Fangs of the Fuzzy Pandas Team. I brought out a picture of the controls of the GunDragon. Jaklar stared at them for a minute.
"I'm done looking at them, Layon. I'll be with Drac, okay?"
"Sure, go ahead. I'll look after feeding Steel."
"He's allergic to instant noodles. Especially roast beef. The powder turns him berserk. Just like his big brother."
Jaklar never told me that. I luckily bought tons of non-instant noodle food. I thought about using a berserk Steel to help Jaklar in the fight. It would increase his fighting ability by a hundredfold. I decided to not do that yet.
"Mister Layon, how about some dragonsbane. It's yummy as a soup and a tea."
I almost dropped a pot on my foot. Dragonsbane?! But that's poisonous to humans, but not to the ancient Zoidians. Were the Nighthawks ancient Zoidians? I went to a medicine cabinet to find dragonsbane to make soup and tea for Steel, but when I came back, I saw Steel all ready making some. Jaklar was over by him, making sure that not too much went in to my bowl.
"Hey, Layon, want some dragonsbane soup. We put enough to not kill a human."
I saw marks on his face, besides the scar. I saw two sword blade shapes coming out of the side of his chin. Steel didn't look any different. Jaklar gave me the soup and I sat down at a table, next to Jaklar. I saw the purple soup was the same color as the 'slashes', as I called them. I took a sip and a delicious flavor came over me. It was even better the noodles! I started eating the soup quickly, until I was done with the bowl. Jaklar hinted that he noticed, but Steel was slowly drinking soup.
"The dragonsbane is a very good tasting plant. Humans are usually very hungry and could eat a whole bowl. They die of overeating, not poisoning."
We sat around for a little bit and I showed them a procedure to use to fight 'Harry and the Chumps' as Jaklar called them. We started laughing, when a call came up.
"Ha, ha, ha. . . Nighthawk Team. . . Jaklar speaking."
Harry's face appeared on the screen and we started laughing harder. He was looking pretty angry.
"I'm putting our stakes higher, Jaklar. I'm putting 10x the normal prize money as well.
" Ha, Ha, HA! Umm, I mean all right. Is Harry and the Chump ready to lose?"
We started laughing harder as Jaklar said this and I was recording the message.
"You'll pay for calling my team, Harry and the Champ."
"It's Harry and the Chump, stupid!"
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