FS- Thank you for your reviews, except for one person. *Death-Glares* To
the anonymous reader, I am not an idiot. Yes, while Shadow may be better
suited to the Berserk Fury, I wanted a new twist. Plus, the Liger Zero
defeated the Fury, and I like the Berserk Fury better than Liger Zero. I
thought that I should put Shadow in the most powerful zoid, therefore
giving him the largest playing field for his and Raven's various talents.
However, you are entitled to your opinion. To the rest of you, THANK YOU!
I've been having a bad day, and you kept me from going over the edge.
*Hands out cupcakes* enough with my blathering, on to the story!
The Apocalypse
Bit brought the coordinates up on radar before blasting off in a roar of dust. He skidded to a stop on the lip of a canyon, watching the Command Wolves, Helcats, Gojulas, and Siaxes run blindly into a cul-de-sac, while the red Liger bounded straight up the cliff. The Hovercargo pulled up beside Bit, screeching horribly as its brakes ground.
Jamie contacted the red Liger, tapping the keys furiously. :Liger Zero?: Silence on the airwaves. The crimson Liger turned around, folding its wings into its back with a brisk snap. The two blades folded onto its back, and swung to face forward. A terse message scrolled across the screen. /Stay back./
Two beams shot across the canyon, hitting the opposite wall and digging deep into the rock. A thin, hairline crack spread out across the wall, thinner than a spider's web, and stopped. It was still, as with a groan and creak, the wall fell to pieces, trapping the Backdraft. Bit watched with grim satisfaction as the Backdraft was ensnared in the canyon.
I smiled before yelling to Shadow, "What do I do now?" Shadow answered, *You need to think of destruction, and the stuff you did. Hurry, we only have sixty seconds before Hellfire reverts back to Liger!* Ye gods, how many more times am I going to have remember horrible stuff? I sighed heavily before shutting my eyes. I suppose if it gets rid of the Backdraft, it doesn't matter what I think. But where to start?
I skid to a stop in the Genosaurer, and clamp down. The adrenaline surges as the Genosaurer bends down, the indigo light gathering. It sears through the blue sky, ending life in an instant. I do not care. The familiar smirk spreads across my face. Shadow bends down, letting me slide to the ground.
Fire.
The reek of burning flesh.
Blood.
Corpses, twisted in silent agony.
The images rush faster, flickering across my mind's eye.
Fire, over and over again.
Insanity.
It's all that I am, all that I ever was.
Insanity.
A heart-rending howl tore from the blood red Liger. A howl of fury, rage, and guilt. The howl went on and on, a never-ending tribute to death.
-and it was not sane.
Then- fire, elemental, unstoppable, came to earth.
It exploded out of the sky and drove down in the troops of the Backdraft like the hammer of the gods; it spewed up from the ground like a scarlet waterfall in reverse. The ground flames came and met the downrushing red of the sky-fires. Within seconds, the entire battlefield had been turned into a furnace, an inferno; the flames exploded outward, and grew faster than a Raynos could fly.
The maelstrom of flame pulsed, like a spasming heart, and soldiers were sucked, screaming, into the flames.....
The ZBC and Blitz Team watched in terror, the flames had a voice. It howled like millions of damned souls. It had a mind, and the mind was mad.
The flames raged, vortices with the grace of a dancer and the appetite of a demon. The light was red, flickering, hellish.
The firestorm raged for only an hour, but when the flames died down, nothing was left. No zoids, no people, no rock. Just an endless gray plain of ash and dust. Nothing grew there, and nothing would again, for eternity. Liger Zero, himself once more, lay crumpled on the ground. He glowed golden, before a bolt of lightning flew upward and hit the ground, materializing into a black dinosaur, with wings and sky-blue eyes.
The dinosaur wavered unsteadily, before it fell with a crash. Then another bolt of lightning came out, this time turning into a young man, with shaggy gray hair and purple-gray eyes. He grimaced, baring his teeth at the shocked people of Zi, even those watching on television, before he limped over to the black dinosaur, lifting it up easily and swinging it onto his shoulders. Liger Zero scrambled to his feet and moved to the boy and dinosaur. Liger, dinosaur, and man glowed golden before merging. Everyone there was silent and still, with only four words running through his or her mind. WHAT IS GOING ON?
The Apocalypse
Bit brought the coordinates up on radar before blasting off in a roar of dust. He skidded to a stop on the lip of a canyon, watching the Command Wolves, Helcats, Gojulas, and Siaxes run blindly into a cul-de-sac, while the red Liger bounded straight up the cliff. The Hovercargo pulled up beside Bit, screeching horribly as its brakes ground.
Jamie contacted the red Liger, tapping the keys furiously. :Liger Zero?: Silence on the airwaves. The crimson Liger turned around, folding its wings into its back with a brisk snap. The two blades folded onto its back, and swung to face forward. A terse message scrolled across the screen. /Stay back./
Two beams shot across the canyon, hitting the opposite wall and digging deep into the rock. A thin, hairline crack spread out across the wall, thinner than a spider's web, and stopped. It was still, as with a groan and creak, the wall fell to pieces, trapping the Backdraft. Bit watched with grim satisfaction as the Backdraft was ensnared in the canyon.
I smiled before yelling to Shadow, "What do I do now?" Shadow answered, *You need to think of destruction, and the stuff you did. Hurry, we only have sixty seconds before Hellfire reverts back to Liger!* Ye gods, how many more times am I going to have remember horrible stuff? I sighed heavily before shutting my eyes. I suppose if it gets rid of the Backdraft, it doesn't matter what I think. But where to start?
I skid to a stop in the Genosaurer, and clamp down. The adrenaline surges as the Genosaurer bends down, the indigo light gathering. It sears through the blue sky, ending life in an instant. I do not care. The familiar smirk spreads across my face. Shadow bends down, letting me slide to the ground.
Fire.
The reek of burning flesh.
Blood.
Corpses, twisted in silent agony.
The images rush faster, flickering across my mind's eye.
Fire, over and over again.
Insanity.
It's all that I am, all that I ever was.
Insanity.
A heart-rending howl tore from the blood red Liger. A howl of fury, rage, and guilt. The howl went on and on, a never-ending tribute to death.
-and it was not sane.
Then- fire, elemental, unstoppable, came to earth.
It exploded out of the sky and drove down in the troops of the Backdraft like the hammer of the gods; it spewed up from the ground like a scarlet waterfall in reverse. The ground flames came and met the downrushing red of the sky-fires. Within seconds, the entire battlefield had been turned into a furnace, an inferno; the flames exploded outward, and grew faster than a Raynos could fly.
The maelstrom of flame pulsed, like a spasming heart, and soldiers were sucked, screaming, into the flames.....
The ZBC and Blitz Team watched in terror, the flames had a voice. It howled like millions of damned souls. It had a mind, and the mind was mad.
The flames raged, vortices with the grace of a dancer and the appetite of a demon. The light was red, flickering, hellish.
The firestorm raged for only an hour, but when the flames died down, nothing was left. No zoids, no people, no rock. Just an endless gray plain of ash and dust. Nothing grew there, and nothing would again, for eternity. Liger Zero, himself once more, lay crumpled on the ground. He glowed golden, before a bolt of lightning flew upward and hit the ground, materializing into a black dinosaur, with wings and sky-blue eyes.
The dinosaur wavered unsteadily, before it fell with a crash. Then another bolt of lightning came out, this time turning into a young man, with shaggy gray hair and purple-gray eyes. He grimaced, baring his teeth at the shocked people of Zi, even those watching on television, before he limped over to the black dinosaur, lifting it up easily and swinging it onto his shoulders. Liger Zero scrambled to his feet and moved to the boy and dinosaur. Liger, dinosaur, and man glowed golden before merging. Everyone there was silent and still, with only four words running through his or her mind. WHAT IS GOING ON?