Zoids
Origin of The Phantom
By, Spectral
Notes:
I don't own zoids or its characters but I do own Phantom and all related topics… This fic explains the Phantom's dark past and leads right up to Chapter one of Darkness on The Battlefield; Enter the Phantom, another one of my stories. Parts of this fic may not make sense if you didn't read at least part of my other fic…^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
A young boy stood at the controls of a Dragoon's Nest. He was watching a War Shark, a Guyzak, and a Macurtis battle three Command Wolves. He and his family were the Phantom Team. The boy was only twelve but he was still a registered warrior of the Phantom Team. There was one problem… he didn't have a zoid.
Judge: Battle Over! Battle Over! The winner is… The Phantom Team!
The zoids returned to the Dragoon's Nest and their warriors walked up to the control room.
Tom (the boy): That was a good battle.
Tyler (his older brother): The Exciter Team is no match for us.
Bill (their father): That's right. We're unbeatable. HAHAHA!
Grace (Tom & Tyler's Mother): Oh really…well what about last week's lose to the Quick-Strike Team?
Tyler and Bill:…
Grace took the controls and the Dragoon's Nest scuttled away. About twenty minutes later it pulled up to an old zoid junkyard. Grace pressed a yellow button on the control panel and a door in a mountain of junk opened. The Lobster-like transport zoid crawled inside and the door closed after it.
It came to a stop inside a large underground hanger and the main ramp opened. All four people left the transport.
Tom: When do I get to be in a battle?
Tyler: Once you get a zoid.
Tom: Well, when can I get a zoid?
Bill: I don't know. We don't have enough money to buy a new zoid and we don't have any spare zoids…
Tom: What about that Black Liger?
Grace: Absolutely not.
Tom: Why?
Grace: You remember what happened when your father and brother tried to pilot it. It didn't do a think they told it to do and then it ejected them.
Tom: It just didn't like them. I can handle it.
**That Night**
Everyone was asleep. Everyone but Tom. Tom quietly edged out of his room and into the hanger. He had a plan. Tom was going to disable the Liger's ejection system. Just incase the Liger gave him trouble, Tom was bringing along two inventions that he had been working on., The Shock Glove and the Wrist-mounted micro grappling hook. Tom walked over to the Black Liger and started work.
**One Hour Later**
It was eleven PM. Tom had just finished work and was ready to try and pilot the liger. He turned around to face the liger and found that it had activated and its head was now only inches away from Tom's. The liger let out a low growl.
Tom didn't back away. He just stood there. This must have been some sort of test. The liger growled again and its cockpit opened. It growled once more and Tom climbed into the zoid.
The cockpit closed and the liger walked to the exit. It stopped right next to the door and waited. Tom pressed the red button on his watch and the door opened. The Liger walked outside and the door closed behind it. The Liger then sat and waited. Tom took the controls and the liger responded. Tom ran the liger around for awhile then a green button started blinking. A message popped up on the console. "Open Wings"
Tom: You have Wings?
The Liger roared and Tom hit the button. The liger jumped into the air. Tom and the liger flew around for about half an hour then…
*BEEP BEEP*
Tom: Approaching Whale King? *Brings up on screen* The BackDraft Group?!?! What do we do?
The liger turned on its stealth shield. The Whale King flew by and didn't even notice the invisible liger hovering near it. When it was out of sight the liger landed and turned off its stealth shield.
Tom: Close one…let's get back into the air
The liger roared once but then turned. A guyzak was standing near it.
Tyler: Alright… you've had your fun now let's get back to base.
Tom: !!!
Tyler: How'd you get that liger to listen to you anyway?
Tom: I really have no idea…
Tyler: Where'd you learn to pilot like that?
Tom: While all of you were out battling I was stuck at home. I spent most of my time in the simulator.
Tyler: maybe I can convince Mom to let in the next battle after all…
**Next Day**
Grace: WHAT!?!? He was out in the middle of the night and he was piloting that liger!
Tyler had just told his parents about the previous night. Bill was impressed and wanted to let Tom in the next battle but Grace was furious. She calmed down after she saw the security tapes.
Grace: Well…if he has that zoid under control we can see how he'll do in tomorrow's battle.
Tom, who had been listening eagerly in the hanger, turned to the liger.
Tom: You hear that, Liger? We get to be in the next battle!
The Liger roared twice.
**Next Day**
Judge: Area scanned. Battlefield set-up. The Tigers Team VS The Phantom Team. Battle-mode 0982. Ready…FIGHT!
The Liger, Guyzak, and WarShark charged into battle. Three Saber Tigers we rushing to meet them.
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Next Time:
The First Battle!