ZOIDS: Vega Obscura, the undefeated king
The room was bright with sunlight. The flowers in the windowsill flourished. Every kind from teacup sallies to roses. The room was furnished with a big screen TV, two couches, and a few dressers. The wallpaper was of flowers and leaves. A high chandler was positioned on the ceiling in the middle of the room.

"So, the Berserk Fuhrer will be piloted by Vega Obscura, the Undefeated King, am I correct, Sara?" Altile asked a woman in a dark blue dress. He loathed her, but he would do business with her, and this was business.

"Yes, it will. It was chosen by the Seven to be so. Vega can pilot any Zoid the Seven throw at him," Sara Obscura had dark hair and hazel colored eyes. She and her nephew, Vega Obscura, joined the Backdraft to get their hands on an Ultimate X.

"But Sara, I want to pilot the Geno Saurer!" Vega protested. He had black hair and chestnut colored eyes. He was only fourteen, but he was the Undefeated King. He could pilot any Zoid that the Seven, they are the top leaders of the Backdraft, threw at him.

"Well Vega, you cant. The Geno Saurer is not complete. The Berserk Fuhrer is all the Backdraft has to offer. You will pilot it, Vega;" Sara looked sternly at him. Then she turned back to Altile.

"We will be ready to fight at the Iceblink mountain range at five-thirty- two, three days from now. Good day. Vega, we are leaving now." Vega got up, grumbling because he couldn't pilot the Berserk Fuhrer this second. He wanted to figure out what it was like to pilot the Fuhrer.
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Well, snotty little brat, no? Well, I really didn't like Vega in the begining.