Blues Zero X
Chapter 3: Tron
"Well, we have a HAL Sabre. I'm not really sure what's so special about it, but I got it really cheap. So there it is. We also have this Zeta-Sabre. Its initial attack from the sabre itself is relatively weak, but the energy exerted from the tail is nigh Godly. This weapon is best used from beyond point blank." He looked at Rave and noticed he wasn't exactly equipped, or built for that matter, to handle more advanced sabres. "And pretty much anyone can use it. But you'd batter have some sort of training in sabres or you're in for a world of hurt." Rave looked at his arm cannon and smiled. "Alright, how much is it?"
"It's about one thousand Zenny."
"Okay. I'll take it."
"You sure you can handle a sabre?"
"Ya. I can handle it. Trust me." Rave grinned.
"Alright, here. Because you're such a good guy, I'll give this to you. It's a sheath for it. It just straps onto your back." The shopkeeper handed Rave the sheath with the sabre in it. Rave attached it to his back "Thanks, buddy," he said to the shopkeeper. "Sorry we don't have anymore sabres for you. We usually have more," said the shopkeeper, "but that guy bought them." Rave turned around and saw the human from before standing there watching him. Rave started walking toward the human to see what he would do.
"So you fancy swords? Interesting. So how about a battle? A duel, if you will." He grinned and watched Rave walk toward him.
"No thanks. I just got done with a fight, I don't want to get in another one already. Stalk me some other time." Rave could feel the human getting aggitated as Rave walked past him. He flicked his cigarette away and stuck a toothpick in his mouth. He held his hand up with the back of his hand toward the human and grinned as he stuck up his middle finger. He turned his head to see the human's reaction only to see the human gone. "Heh heh." He started heading toward the item shop to see what they had in stock.
About five hundred feet away from the shop he heard a loud explosion in the middle of town and a puff of smoke rise up. He got to the door as another explosion went off behind him. Suddenly he heard locks on the door click shut. "Open the door! I seek sanctuary in your shop!" he yelled as another explosion went off about two hundred feet behind him. "OPEN THE DOOR, GODDAMN YOU PIECES OF SHIT!" he yelled as he started pounding the door. Suddenly he heard from the other side of the door, "No hablo engles." Blues narrowed his eyes at their incompetence. "Let-o me in-o your shop-o, NOW-O!" He just stopped trying once he heard another explosion even closer behind him. "DAMNIT! I just got my ass kicked, now I have to attempt to not get it kicked again?"
He sighed loudly as he spun around while pulling out his new sabre. Standing before him was a huge mech about thirty feet high with very large arms and a darkened, reenforced window. Standing in front of it with his swords out and in the ready position was Klaymoor. "Damn. He got fucked up and he's looking for more shit already." He ran up next to Klaymoor and the mech turned to look at him. The chest started throwing out steam and the chest plate opened up. A woman wearing a pink shirt and black pants with an odd hairstyle stepped out. "Another one? Oh goodie! This is going to be fun!" Suddenly a small robot with blue armour and yellow body parts appeared. "Miss Tron? Don't you think you should get back in?"
"Quite! I'll do what I want." She laughed as the chest closed back up. Rave grinned when he saw that it was Tron Bonne. He is very familiar with the romours of how she always seems to mess everything up. He held out his arm cannon and smiled. His smiled faded quickly when two huge shoulder cannons came out from the back of the mech. Rave aimed toward the cannon on its left shoulder. Before he could fire the mech slammed it fist into Rave, smashing his leg into the ground. Klaymoor ran up and started glowing slightly. He stuck his two swords under the mechs arm and began raising it up. "I can move!" Blues yelled as he dashed backwards. "Suck on this!" He swung his sword toward its right arm. The sabre itself went out only about three feet, but railing behind it was a ten-foot long tail of energy. The tail broke off mid swing and flew at the mech. It hit its arm and sliced through it within seconds causing the arm to fall down. Rave and Klaymoor's eyes widened when the saw how damaging the sabre really was.
"STUPID FUCKING REPLOIDS! Why couldn't you all have died!" they heard from inside the mech. Klaymoor brought together his hands and shot an energy blast at the mech. The blast hit it dead on, but hardly put a dent in it at all. They heard laughing from the mech as the cannons trained their sites on Klaymoor and Rave. Rave put away his sword and ducked. He then pulled out his shield and slammed it into the ground right in front of him for leverage. He started charging his arm cannon as he looked through the visor, getting ready for the blast. Suddenly a giant blast of energy flew out of the cannon on the left and hit Klaymoor dead on. His chest armour cracked and he was thrown backward forty feet. Another blast shot out of the right cannon and slammed right into Raves shield. Rave held the shield with all the strength he could. He heard his shield start cracking and began to get a bit nervous. Suddenly the energy beam stopped. He looked at the mech and heard gears grinding, while inside he heard the yelling and screaming of a pissed off Bonne. "Stupid piece of shit! Work damnit! Work!"
Rave took the time he had to aim directly at the reenforced window. He shot his fully powered up shot and hit the chest plate of the mech dead on. The mech began falling apart as the stream of energy continued to shoot out of Rave's arm cannon. The chest of the mech fell to the ground and fell apart, leaving the smoldering Tron Bonne sitting there. "Why... WHY DO THESE THINGS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME! DAMNIT!" A small ship appeared in the air and a ladder fell form it. Tron hopped on the ladder and the airship took off. "FUCKING REPLOIDS! AARRGGGHHH!" Rave blew the smoke from his arm cannon and let out a short laugh. He smiled and held up a victory sign with his hand. "Oh shit," he yelled as he remembered the majorly damaged Klaymoor. He looked over and saw Klaymoor laying on the ground with sparks shooting out of every part of his body. "See, what'd I say." He walked over to Klaymoor and looked down. He was in even worse condition than Rave had thought. Rave picked him up and took him to the inn.