The Liger was glowing red, the same shade as heart's blood spilt upon the
sands. The light expanded, covered the battlefield, blinding everyone, and
dissipated. What was left was still Liger, but crimson, with black eyes
that showed distant constellations. Two dark blades were on its back,
folded up and extending beyond it's tail.
Everyone on Zi had tuned their television to the Royal Cup channel, and were watching the two superpowers in trepidation. The Chairman called the Liger. "Who or what are you?!" A black pointed face peered at him. *Me? Or him? Or Liger?* "All of you!!" He screamed. *Ohhh.* The Chairman ground his teeth. He had the distinct feeling that this thing was teasing him, and enjoying every second of it.
I sat up, blinking. Shadow was talking to the ZBC, I was getting ready to attack, and Liger was stalking around the Berserk Fury, growling angrily. Shadow was snorting in hysteria as everyone in the Ultrasaururus crowded around the Chairman, with one sitting in his lap and furiously scribbling. *Eeeny meeny miny mo, I'll tell you what you don't want to know!* "Huh?" They responded. {Shadow...} I groaned. {Is this the time?} *Yes, it's fun!* {WHY did I have to get such an insane organoid!}
"I'll ask you one last time, WHO ARE YOU THINGS!" The black saurian thing cocked its head. *My name is or was or will be Shadow. His name, * indicating the Liger, *is or was or will be Liger Zero, and him?* indicating the boy, *I'll let you figure it out.* The Chairman ground his teeth.
Liger established a com-link to the Fury. {Why are you doing this?} I asked. The rasping, evil voice replied, \While you enjoy the game of battling, and long, long ago you enjoyed the game of killing, I enjoy the game of genocide. I will destroy you, I will destroy Bit, I will destroy everything dear to you, and when I have killed and killed and killed until there is nothing left in the universe, I will destroy myself, and then one day, a new race will rise, one that does not battle for fun.\
I was silent. This person was insane, and yet, I couldn't help but admit I missed the days when I was fighting for my life. When that was gone, and we fought for money and fame, something was lost. The risk was gone. I raised my head, and looked into the cold eyes of the leader of my long-ago clan.
Drakan had orange hair, ice blue eyes that had nothing in them but madness, and a wild, feral grin. I had to kill him, I had to destroy him, but without killing Fury or my son. My son. We had let him make his own way in the world, watching from afar, letting him choose. He was a wonderful pilot, and a wonderful person, but his zoid was corrupted.
Liger was trembling in eagerness, I could feel the power of the Hellfire flowing in my veins, but I held him back, waiting. Shadow curled around the core, I dug my fingers in, and with a roar of rage, we attacked!
The Blitz Team was watching through the shield, they were the only ones within a hundred mile radius of the Liger and the Fury, and the red Liger left the ground. The Fury leapt into the air, the two zoids clashed, the air trembling.
Bit was silent, while all the others were yelling. Doc about how cool the red Liger was, Brad about money, Leena about how they were all going to die, and Jamie about how they should all focus.
High above Zi, in the Whaleking, Sarah was numb. This was NOT her day! "Ma'am! Vega is blacked out!" Her fingers curled tighter around the radio.
The two zoids separated and fell back. The Liger roared, all the power of muscle and bone and claw and tooth, all the ruthlessness of nature and survival of the fittest, all the ageless, never-ending lust for conquest, wrapped into one awesome roar.
The red zoid flowed forward like water, smooth and deceptively fast. The two blades swung down, by its side but not opened, while the Fury fired blue beams. Liger leaned to the side, flicking one or two closer ones away with the blades, fanned them open, leaped into the air, and plummeted.
There was a new element of ferocity to the battle, one that had not been seen since the days of the Guardian Force, three centuries ago. An element that was lent to it by the certainty that if you were off your feet for one second, you were dead.
The Fury swung its head up, clamping onto a blade, and chewing relentlessly. I gritted my teeth and leaned to the right, Liger leaning in the same direction. Shadow diverted the power into the blade, it hummed and glowed black; the humming grew louder, shriller, as the blade slowly, slowly, forced its way into the Fury's head, sending the top half, the cockpit half, onto the ground.
I looked down and batted it away as gently as I could before clashing again. The two blades snapped as I swiped at the Fury's leg, sending waves of pain down my spine. I shuddered and looked back up. The Fury was tottering, this was the perfect time to end it, but I wouldn't.
I called up Drakan. He was pale and sweating, and angry. I felt the familiar smirk that I always had used on Van spread across my face. " Well, Drakan. I could destroy you right where you stand, but I think I'll wait. What do you say to one last duel of Charged Particle Beams?" He nodded, as I clamped down into the earth.
FS- What did you think? Next chapter, The Armageddon! Cya!
P.S. I don't own Zoids, or Raven. Wahh! However, I do own my closetful of Raven, Shadow, and dead Van plushies!
Everyone on Zi had tuned their television to the Royal Cup channel, and were watching the two superpowers in trepidation. The Chairman called the Liger. "Who or what are you?!" A black pointed face peered at him. *Me? Or him? Or Liger?* "All of you!!" He screamed. *Ohhh.* The Chairman ground his teeth. He had the distinct feeling that this thing was teasing him, and enjoying every second of it.
I sat up, blinking. Shadow was talking to the ZBC, I was getting ready to attack, and Liger was stalking around the Berserk Fury, growling angrily. Shadow was snorting in hysteria as everyone in the Ultrasaururus crowded around the Chairman, with one sitting in his lap and furiously scribbling. *Eeeny meeny miny mo, I'll tell you what you don't want to know!* "Huh?" They responded. {Shadow...} I groaned. {Is this the time?} *Yes, it's fun!* {WHY did I have to get such an insane organoid!}
"I'll ask you one last time, WHO ARE YOU THINGS!" The black saurian thing cocked its head. *My name is or was or will be Shadow. His name, * indicating the Liger, *is or was or will be Liger Zero, and him?* indicating the boy, *I'll let you figure it out.* The Chairman ground his teeth.
Liger established a com-link to the Fury. {Why are you doing this?} I asked. The rasping, evil voice replied, \While you enjoy the game of battling, and long, long ago you enjoyed the game of killing, I enjoy the game of genocide. I will destroy you, I will destroy Bit, I will destroy everything dear to you, and when I have killed and killed and killed until there is nothing left in the universe, I will destroy myself, and then one day, a new race will rise, one that does not battle for fun.\
I was silent. This person was insane, and yet, I couldn't help but admit I missed the days when I was fighting for my life. When that was gone, and we fought for money and fame, something was lost. The risk was gone. I raised my head, and looked into the cold eyes of the leader of my long-ago clan.
Drakan had orange hair, ice blue eyes that had nothing in them but madness, and a wild, feral grin. I had to kill him, I had to destroy him, but without killing Fury or my son. My son. We had let him make his own way in the world, watching from afar, letting him choose. He was a wonderful pilot, and a wonderful person, but his zoid was corrupted.
Liger was trembling in eagerness, I could feel the power of the Hellfire flowing in my veins, but I held him back, waiting. Shadow curled around the core, I dug my fingers in, and with a roar of rage, we attacked!
The Blitz Team was watching through the shield, they were the only ones within a hundred mile radius of the Liger and the Fury, and the red Liger left the ground. The Fury leapt into the air, the two zoids clashed, the air trembling.
Bit was silent, while all the others were yelling. Doc about how cool the red Liger was, Brad about money, Leena about how they were all going to die, and Jamie about how they should all focus.
High above Zi, in the Whaleking, Sarah was numb. This was NOT her day! "Ma'am! Vega is blacked out!" Her fingers curled tighter around the radio.
The two zoids separated and fell back. The Liger roared, all the power of muscle and bone and claw and tooth, all the ruthlessness of nature and survival of the fittest, all the ageless, never-ending lust for conquest, wrapped into one awesome roar.
The red zoid flowed forward like water, smooth and deceptively fast. The two blades swung down, by its side but not opened, while the Fury fired blue beams. Liger leaned to the side, flicking one or two closer ones away with the blades, fanned them open, leaped into the air, and plummeted.
There was a new element of ferocity to the battle, one that had not been seen since the days of the Guardian Force, three centuries ago. An element that was lent to it by the certainty that if you were off your feet for one second, you were dead.
The Fury swung its head up, clamping onto a blade, and chewing relentlessly. I gritted my teeth and leaned to the right, Liger leaning in the same direction. Shadow diverted the power into the blade, it hummed and glowed black; the humming grew louder, shriller, as the blade slowly, slowly, forced its way into the Fury's head, sending the top half, the cockpit half, onto the ground.
I looked down and batted it away as gently as I could before clashing again. The two blades snapped as I swiped at the Fury's leg, sending waves of pain down my spine. I shuddered and looked back up. The Fury was tottering, this was the perfect time to end it, but I wouldn't.
I called up Drakan. He was pale and sweating, and angry. I felt the familiar smirk that I always had used on Van spread across my face. " Well, Drakan. I could destroy you right where you stand, but I think I'll wait. What do you say to one last duel of Charged Particle Beams?" He nodded, as I clamped down into the earth.
FS- What did you think? Next chapter, The Armageddon! Cya!
P.S. I don't own Zoids, or Raven. Wahh! However, I do own my closetful of Raven, Shadow, and dead Van plushies!