The Armageddon
FS- Hey, everyone! Thanks for all the kind reviews; you guys don't know how happy they made me! Well, maybe you do, FireFox, since you're a writer as well. Okay, what to say, what to say, aha! Minions! *Two FBI type dudes go out and come back, dragging a sulking Shadow.* Shadow, say the disclaimer.
Shadow- What's in it for me?
FS- whisper whisper whisper COOKIES whisper whisper.
Shadow- firestorm does not own me, Raven, or any content contained here, except for the Hellfire, the plot, Astarael, the Wild zoidians, Shadowrage, Drakan, and the Epsilon, Phoenix, and Hellion armors used in the prequel to this story. However, she is perfectly happy if you decide to use these, so long as you say something about her. *DEEP breath* Satisfied?
Raven- {blah}
Shadow-*blah*
Liger- [blah]
Drakan- /blah/
Four panels on the back of the red Liger's legs slid up, and a clamp hit the earth, drilling in so firmly that nothing short of a overwhelming Charged Particle blast would shift it. Doc Tauros, for the first (and maybe only) time, had an idea.
"Jamie, shut down all power in the Hovercargo! Pour all the power into the shield! Hurry!" Jamie complied quickly. Everyone except Bit got on the floor with their arms over their heads. Bit stood tall, absently flicking a stray strand of blond hair as he watched. He had thought he knew everything about Liger Zero, and now... Well, he was sorry. Liger had saved their lives in so many battles, and Bit had thought he was the one to do it. Liger had allowed him, an untrained, untried boy of seventeen, to pilot him. What did Liger see in him? He wondered.
The ZBC headquarters was utter chaos. "SIR! What can we do? Those zoids look like their going to start a Charged Particle Cannon duel! They'll destroy the planet!" The Chairman considered. He could not stand against them, but neither could he do nothing. First and foremost, he must protect the people and Zi. Second, he must end this mad duel. He sighed. "Ready the Whalekings. Leave enough of the interns here to operate the Ultrasaurus. We cannot stop them, but we can try to protect the people." The people of the ZBC poured into the white Whalekings, lifting off and heading to the south in a cloud of dust.
I clamped down onto the earth, lowering my body until I was barely ten feet above it. {Shadow, pour as much power as you can into the generator. Liger, are you sure that we're as safe as possible?} *Roger.* [Affirmative.] {Well, here we go.}
Violet-blue light gathered around the small barrel extending from the mouth of the red Liger. Indigo light formed in a ball around the Fury, and with a roar, the balls flew forward!
Blue-white ground against indigo, keening and whining. The beam of white stretched back to us; I ground my teeth as I pushed harder. I had done the tactical planning in all of our battles, Shadow had increased the capabilities and shifted the power flow, and Liger was the one who was most comfortable with this bonding. I had thought we were unbeatable, and here I had finally found a rival. Not for long, though, not for long.
I felt the beam of the Fury slowly, slowly, ever so slowly inch forward, pushing me backwards, I felt the armor cracking and flaking off, much like the armor on my Zaber Fang had when I had gotten stuck in the shield of Van's Shield Liger. I felt Drakans's triumph, and Fury's sadness.
NO! I couldn't let Drakan win! Somewhere, somehow, there HAD to be some power I could feed into the beam! {Shadow? More power!} An awful pause. *There is none.* he answered finally, sounding so drained and weary my heart would break, if I was not feeling the same weariness. The beam of Drakan came forward, until it was only fifteen feet in front of me.
I closed my eyes and apologized to the universe at large, that I could not stop Drakan. Within that moment..... I found power. If I were destined to die here, on this field, it would not be in vain. It would not be like so many who had died for the so-called glorious Empire, it would not be like Col. Schubaltz, it would not be like Rosso and Viola whom I had killed, it would not be like Marcus.
I asked, in that moment, for Apollyon to help me. I felt his stirrings in my body, the lust for blood. He no longer felt like a sleeping dragon, he felt like a tiger, mindless and raging, and very, very angry. I saw the blood-red mist creeping over my eyes, and Apollyon roared with the Hellfire.
It is time!
A dark shadow erupted out the Liger Zero, flowing forward, snapping down onto the Fury, ripping apart the armor in the wildness of blood, and then-
The beam shot forward, Apollyon ripped into the zoid core, reaching in, pulling Drakan out and throwing him to the ground. The guardian dragon dissipated, and spun into a tornado that was sucked back into the Liger.
Everyone on Zi, no matter where they were, shielded their eyes from the bright white-blue light that surrounded the planet, and blinded some. The Blitz team dove to the floor as the Hovercargo was lifted into the air and thrown through the sky. "BIT! What the hell is Liger Zero!" came Leena's shriek. "I don't know!"
The Fury's beam faltered, and finally canceled out. The person once known as Drakan fell to earth. With his last breath, he spoke. /So... you win... Dragon./ I smiled, knowing I was safe and so was the rest of Zi, before all was darkness and pain and confusion.
FS- Did you like it? What do you think I should do for the next chapter? I'm leaning toward a massive Backdraft attack 'cause they're trying to get the Hellfire, and you'd find out why the Hellfire's name is Hellfire.
FS- Hey, everyone! Thanks for all the kind reviews; you guys don't know how happy they made me! Well, maybe you do, FireFox, since you're a writer as well. Okay, what to say, what to say, aha! Minions! *Two FBI type dudes go out and come back, dragging a sulking Shadow.* Shadow, say the disclaimer.
Shadow- What's in it for me?
FS- whisper whisper whisper COOKIES whisper whisper.
Shadow- firestorm does not own me, Raven, or any content contained here, except for the Hellfire, the plot, Astarael, the Wild zoidians, Shadowrage, Drakan, and the Epsilon, Phoenix, and Hellion armors used in the prequel to this story. However, she is perfectly happy if you decide to use these, so long as you say something about her. *DEEP breath* Satisfied?
Raven- {blah}
Shadow-*blah*
Liger- [blah]
Drakan- /blah/
Four panels on the back of the red Liger's legs slid up, and a clamp hit the earth, drilling in so firmly that nothing short of a overwhelming Charged Particle blast would shift it. Doc Tauros, for the first (and maybe only) time, had an idea.
"Jamie, shut down all power in the Hovercargo! Pour all the power into the shield! Hurry!" Jamie complied quickly. Everyone except Bit got on the floor with their arms over their heads. Bit stood tall, absently flicking a stray strand of blond hair as he watched. He had thought he knew everything about Liger Zero, and now... Well, he was sorry. Liger had saved their lives in so many battles, and Bit had thought he was the one to do it. Liger had allowed him, an untrained, untried boy of seventeen, to pilot him. What did Liger see in him? He wondered.
The ZBC headquarters was utter chaos. "SIR! What can we do? Those zoids look like their going to start a Charged Particle Cannon duel! They'll destroy the planet!" The Chairman considered. He could not stand against them, but neither could he do nothing. First and foremost, he must protect the people and Zi. Second, he must end this mad duel. He sighed. "Ready the Whalekings. Leave enough of the interns here to operate the Ultrasaurus. We cannot stop them, but we can try to protect the people." The people of the ZBC poured into the white Whalekings, lifting off and heading to the south in a cloud of dust.
I clamped down onto the earth, lowering my body until I was barely ten feet above it. {Shadow, pour as much power as you can into the generator. Liger, are you sure that we're as safe as possible?} *Roger.* [Affirmative.] {Well, here we go.}
Violet-blue light gathered around the small barrel extending from the mouth of the red Liger. Indigo light formed in a ball around the Fury, and with a roar, the balls flew forward!
Blue-white ground against indigo, keening and whining. The beam of white stretched back to us; I ground my teeth as I pushed harder. I had done the tactical planning in all of our battles, Shadow had increased the capabilities and shifted the power flow, and Liger was the one who was most comfortable with this bonding. I had thought we were unbeatable, and here I had finally found a rival. Not for long, though, not for long.
I felt the beam of the Fury slowly, slowly, ever so slowly inch forward, pushing me backwards, I felt the armor cracking and flaking off, much like the armor on my Zaber Fang had when I had gotten stuck in the shield of Van's Shield Liger. I felt Drakans's triumph, and Fury's sadness.
NO! I couldn't let Drakan win! Somewhere, somehow, there HAD to be some power I could feed into the beam! {Shadow? More power!} An awful pause. *There is none.* he answered finally, sounding so drained and weary my heart would break, if I was not feeling the same weariness. The beam of Drakan came forward, until it was only fifteen feet in front of me.
I closed my eyes and apologized to the universe at large, that I could not stop Drakan. Within that moment..... I found power. If I were destined to die here, on this field, it would not be in vain. It would not be like so many who had died for the so-called glorious Empire, it would not be like Col. Schubaltz, it would not be like Rosso and Viola whom I had killed, it would not be like Marcus.
I asked, in that moment, for Apollyon to help me. I felt his stirrings in my body, the lust for blood. He no longer felt like a sleeping dragon, he felt like a tiger, mindless and raging, and very, very angry. I saw the blood-red mist creeping over my eyes, and Apollyon roared with the Hellfire.
It is time!
A dark shadow erupted out the Liger Zero, flowing forward, snapping down onto the Fury, ripping apart the armor in the wildness of blood, and then-
The beam shot forward, Apollyon ripped into the zoid core, reaching in, pulling Drakan out and throwing him to the ground. The guardian dragon dissipated, and spun into a tornado that was sucked back into the Liger.
Everyone on Zi, no matter where they were, shielded their eyes from the bright white-blue light that surrounded the planet, and blinded some. The Blitz team dove to the floor as the Hovercargo was lifted into the air and thrown through the sky. "BIT! What the hell is Liger Zero!" came Leena's shriek. "I don't know!"
The Fury's beam faltered, and finally canceled out. The person once known as Drakan fell to earth. With his last breath, he spoke. /So... you win... Dragon./ I smiled, knowing I was safe and so was the rest of Zi, before all was darkness and pain and confusion.
FS- Did you like it? What do you think I should do for the next chapter? I'm leaning toward a massive Backdraft attack 'cause they're trying to get the Hellfire, and you'd find out why the Hellfire's name is Hellfire.