Van Flyheight, a tall eighteen year old boy with midnight black hair and
gray eyes, walked lazily along a little dirt path leading to the safe house
he was currently staying at with Zeke and Fiona. He was in no hurry. He
sighed, knowing that Zeke and Fiona would be yelling at him for his
disappearance the other night, but he needed space. Some time to himself.
Not get him wrong or anything, he enjoyed every moment with his two best
friends there was some times he really wanted to be left alone, this was
one of them. He was confused; these different emotions he had never felt
before had began attacking him a couple weeks ago, and ever since then he
knew his behavior was antisocial.
Being in the Guardian Force was everything he thought it would be, he loved the feel of adrenaline pumping through his veins, he lived to keep the peace. But the down side to being a Guardian was the missions were slow and boring, and his already low patience had grown increasingly thin. Adventure kept seductively whispering his name, and Van resisted it up until two days ago. He couldn't take it anymore; he had to do something exciting, to feel the adrenaline in his veins again. So he followed the wind to some ruins a couple miles away, nothing really exciting since he couldn't really read Ancient Zoidian. But a wild boar did chase him, other than that he spent most of the time thinking. Thinking about several things; the Guardian Force, where his life was going and mostly Fiona.
Ten minutes the small cabin came into view, the Blade Liger was still right where he left it actually it looked bored. Van was beginning to regret leaving, but it was too late he knew he would have to come back someday. Why was he suddenly so scared to see his friends?
"Here goes nothing," he took in a deep breath and mustered all of his courage and pushed the door open. Something vaguely struck him as odd, but he shook it off.
"Hello? Zeke! Fiona? I'm back!!"
Everything appeared just the way he left it, except for the fact his organiod, Zeke, and the beautiful angelic Fiona was no where to be seen. Sighing, Van looked all around the cabin for them, coming up empty handed. For some reason he wasn't that surprised, he knew they would be looking for him.
"HELLO!!! YOU GUYS THIS ISN'T FUNNY!! C'MON!!!!"
There was a note laying delicately on the small wooden table, Van eagerly picked it up and read it.
Van read it out loud, his voice blending into Fiona's soft voice. "Dear Van,
if you are reading this note Zeke and I have gone into town for supplies. Thomas was kind enough to help us look for you, in fact he is the one taking us into town. What happened Van? If you wanted to go somewhere you should have said something, Zeke and me would let you have time to yourself if that is what you desired. We are worried sick about you, Thomas says we're worrying over nothing but I can't help but wonder why you left. I haven't had a decent night's sleep because of you, Van Flyheight! It's not the same without you. Now stay put until we come back! Don't you go anywhere! Sincerely, Fiona."
Van found himself smiling, that girl could always bring a smile to his face. Don't you worry Fiona; I'm not going anywhere. The nearest town was Nice, (interesting name, eh?) it was over ten miles away. So they would be back any minute now, he could wait. He let out a big yawn, and realized he was dead tired. So he walked into the "bedroom" and saw two beds, one cot and a queen bed. Choices, choices. He fell asleep instantly on the queen bed.
Meanwhile somewhere outside the humble cabin:
A shadowy figure of a woman with a blue metallic lizard by her side, smirked victoriously. She had him right where she wanted him, perfect. She had finally outsmarted her nemesis Van Flyheight, it was about time! But she wasn't the only one celebrating, Van had made numerous enemies and quite a name for himself too, Raven would want to have a go at him. Along with many others.
"Yes, I know. We are very close, patience. He is weak and it won't matter even if he has his friends with him, but they can't protect him from his worst enemy.himself," she stroked the organiod's head, the way one would to a cat.
It meowed understandingly, like a cat. Patience was the key to everything.
"And in his vulnerable state, Van can easily fall prey to us. But I'll save all that good stuff till later, it will be quite enjoyable to watch our enemies destroy each other," Reese chuckled to herself.
Her organiod growled viciously, Reese saw a zoid she instantly recognized as one of Van's friend's zoid; a Dibison. A silver organiod known as Zeke trotted beside the monstrous zoid with grocery bags in its arms, it was obvious to Reese that Zeke missed Van. But why didn't he try to find him? This struck her as strange, usually organiod's are fiercely loyal to their pilot and friends but why didn't he do anything to find Van? He could have easily found him.
Hmm, very strange indeed.
A girl with long blonde hair jumped out of the cockpit with grocery bags piled in her arms, she looked like she was having trouble balancing. Reese grinned, it was going to hilarious to watch her fall.
"Thomas!" she called softly. "Do you think Van is back?"
Thomas peered out of the zoids cockpit sighing, "I guess Miss Fiona, why don't you send Zeke to investigate while we get all the groceries?"
Reese smirked, they were so pathetic it was a little funny. She didn't normally chuckle at something so stupid, but they were desperate it cracked her up. Ah good times. She slunk back into the shadows, her organiod by her side.
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Fiona stumbled to reach the front door of the little cabin they had been calling home for the past week, she could hardly see with all the packages stacked high above her head, and Zeke had knocked the poor defenseless door down. Obviously, he was very happy. Maybe Van was back. The thought made Fiona's heart skip a beat; it felt like forever since the last time she laid eyes on him. She wouldn't admit to herself that she missed him and desperately wanted him back. It was ridicules he was her best friend, and she forced herself to admit that they had to stay within that line.
"Zeke! Will you give me a hand? And then I promise we'll look for Van, okay?" she idly walked into the cabin.
Zeke nodded. And almost instantly Fiona's load was much lighter. She carefully placed the groceries on the table, and helped Zeke put his on it as well. The organiod grew restless but patiently waited till she gave the okay, the air smelled so sweet. Like Van, Zeke knew he was here or had been here.
"Huh? The note I left for Van, it's gone," Fiona looked around the makeshift living room for the small piece of paper.
"Miss Fiona what are you talking about?" Thomas questioned, placing the remainder of the groceries on the table.
"The note I left for Van, do you think he found it and decided to look for us?"
"You wrote for him to stay put, right? And Zeke appears to be acting funny. I always knew Flyheight wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed."
Fiona ignored his last comment. "Zeke! But of course, why didn't I think of it sooner? Where's Van? Go find him, Zeke."
Zeke growled in response and place his nose in the air, walking in the places Van had walked only minutes earlier until he went into the bedroom. He squeaked and jumped on the bed, Fiona and Thomas exchanged confused glances then followed him.
Van had the strangest dream; a giant dog attacked him. It pounced on him and started licking him and barking at him all the same time. But this dog was not like any dog he had ever seen, it felt cold and it had no fur. Maybe it was zombie, the undead dog.
"AHH!! EVIL POSSESED DOG!!!!" Van opened one of his gray eyes and realized it wasn't a dream. "OH MY GOD! EVIL!! DOG!!!"
He struggled helplessly to get the beast off of him, but it was just too heavy. The "dog" let out a happy bark, which sounded really familiar to him. He managed to push it's face away from him so he could get some breathing room, but it was no dog. Hell no, that thing was defiantly not a dog it was. Zeke!
"Zeke!!!!" Van hugged the organiod to the best of his ability.
"Van! Your home!" Fiona gasped with delight.
Van laughed happily as Zeke continued to lick his cheek. "Ha, alright Zeke. I missed you too boy. C'mon! Let me go, Zeke!! I have a lot of explaining to do!!"
Zeke made an "uh huh" sound, and leaped off the bed, which unfortunately caused him to accidentally use Van's belly as a launch pad.
"Smooth one, Zeke," he grumbled, rubbing his poor stomach.
"Van Flyheight," Fiona said firmly, placing her hands on her hips. "You have a lot of explaining to do."
Van gulped, unsure of what to do next, he knew Fiona would not greet him as friendly as Zeke. But how could he begin to tell her that he was bored and desperately needed to go on an adventure to keep his sanity? She wouldn't believe him for one minute, and for some reason the thought hurt.
"Fiona, Thomas," Van began; groggily sitting up so he could meet their gazes.
Zeke sat protectively by his side, unwilling to let the boy out of his sight ever again. Fiona frowned, how could he be so calm like nothing happened it made her angry that he decided to come and go as he pleased. What in the world had possessed him? She looked in those gray pools, but they were not the same; there was something different about them, she couldn't put her finger on it but something had happened to Van whether he knew it or not.
"Van, what were you thinking? Creeping out of the cabin in the dark of the night? Do you think you can just waltz back here and everything will be forgotten?" Fiona growled quietly, with more force than she had intended.
Van winced at her words, she had never been this angry with him before. Maybe he went too far. "Well, I can explain." he started to say.
"Well you better start explaining, this is no way for a member of the elite Guardian Force to act and you know it. Do you have any idea how much time we sacrificed for our fruitless search for you? If you wanted a break you should have said something, do you know what could have happened to you?" she was near the brink of tears, but her words remained fierce.
Thomas gulped, this was defiantly a new side to the usually calm, quiet Fiona. He was suddenly curious of how Van felt about her, was he also in love with her? Or did he even care? Most importantly why did Thomas care? This was Van's business, but he was very curious. He'd hate to Van right now, but now that he's here he might as well watch the show.
"Did you know the morning after you left, we got a report that Reese and Raven had teamed up and were in the facility?"
"Reese and Raven?!"
"Yes, they've destroying military bases that surround this area. And you know what else? They got quiet when news had spread that you had gone missing."
"No I had no idea, I was kind of out of touch with reality," he blushed, amusing himself by fiddling with his thumbs.
There was something in the news, that scared him, he wasn't afraid of the two he had beat them before and would do it again. But something was nagging at him, the strange thoughts in his head. Thoughts that told him to go. adventure seductively whispering his name. Could it be that Reese had controlled him? No impossible, his mind was too strong she could never break him. Unless she somehow knew how vulnerable he was, and that would explain why they suddenly got quiet.
All these realizations hit him hard, he couldn't listen to Fiona and clear his mind for a comeback and also think back two days ago, his brain was too sore for all that!
Fiona unnaturally glared at him; she could tell he wasn't paying attention. He was off in his own world, thinking about something that did not concern her. The nerve.
"VAN!" it was not Fiona who shouted but Thomas.
Van shook his head as if coming out of a trance. "What?"
The blonde unconsciously clutched her chest; this was too much for her. This boy who sat before her was not the Van she cared for, he was a lost soul. It was in his eyes. She could see and sense his uneasiness. He couldn't be Van, he just couldn't she wouldn't let him. Now she wasn't so sure she wanted him back anymore. Something happened to make Van go out in the wee hours of the night and come back in a daze. The question was, what could it be? And the news about Reese and Raven wasn't the least reassuring; if they had known that Van was acting strangely why didn't they go after him? They both hated him to the most extreme sense of the word, why didn't they kill him when they had the chance? IT wasn't Raven's style to destroy his fiercest of enemies out side of the battlefield, but it was Reese's. It just didn't make sense, but in a way it all seemed to tie in together.
"What has happened to you, Van?" she whispered, a single teardrop gracing her cheek.
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Author's Note. Well what do you guys think? Read and Review y'all. Alright people, I've changed this chapter because I've had like ten people tell me the name of Thomas' zoid I appreciate it and all but its getting annoying! Lol. And also if my spelling is correct? I'm sorry but spelling is not my thing. I'll be working on the next chapter. PEACE OUT*
~*Mi ChElLe*~
Being in the Guardian Force was everything he thought it would be, he loved the feel of adrenaline pumping through his veins, he lived to keep the peace. But the down side to being a Guardian was the missions were slow and boring, and his already low patience had grown increasingly thin. Adventure kept seductively whispering his name, and Van resisted it up until two days ago. He couldn't take it anymore; he had to do something exciting, to feel the adrenaline in his veins again. So he followed the wind to some ruins a couple miles away, nothing really exciting since he couldn't really read Ancient Zoidian. But a wild boar did chase him, other than that he spent most of the time thinking. Thinking about several things; the Guardian Force, where his life was going and mostly Fiona.
Ten minutes the small cabin came into view, the Blade Liger was still right where he left it actually it looked bored. Van was beginning to regret leaving, but it was too late he knew he would have to come back someday. Why was he suddenly so scared to see his friends?
"Here goes nothing," he took in a deep breath and mustered all of his courage and pushed the door open. Something vaguely struck him as odd, but he shook it off.
"Hello? Zeke! Fiona? I'm back!!"
Everything appeared just the way he left it, except for the fact his organiod, Zeke, and the beautiful angelic Fiona was no where to be seen. Sighing, Van looked all around the cabin for them, coming up empty handed. For some reason he wasn't that surprised, he knew they would be looking for him.
"HELLO!!! YOU GUYS THIS ISN'T FUNNY!! C'MON!!!!"
There was a note laying delicately on the small wooden table, Van eagerly picked it up and read it.
Van read it out loud, his voice blending into Fiona's soft voice. "Dear Van,
if you are reading this note Zeke and I have gone into town for supplies. Thomas was kind enough to help us look for you, in fact he is the one taking us into town. What happened Van? If you wanted to go somewhere you should have said something, Zeke and me would let you have time to yourself if that is what you desired. We are worried sick about you, Thomas says we're worrying over nothing but I can't help but wonder why you left. I haven't had a decent night's sleep because of you, Van Flyheight! It's not the same without you. Now stay put until we come back! Don't you go anywhere! Sincerely, Fiona."
Van found himself smiling, that girl could always bring a smile to his face. Don't you worry Fiona; I'm not going anywhere. The nearest town was Nice, (interesting name, eh?) it was over ten miles away. So they would be back any minute now, he could wait. He let out a big yawn, and realized he was dead tired. So he walked into the "bedroom" and saw two beds, one cot and a queen bed. Choices, choices. He fell asleep instantly on the queen bed.
Meanwhile somewhere outside the humble cabin:
A shadowy figure of a woman with a blue metallic lizard by her side, smirked victoriously. She had him right where she wanted him, perfect. She had finally outsmarted her nemesis Van Flyheight, it was about time! But she wasn't the only one celebrating, Van had made numerous enemies and quite a name for himself too, Raven would want to have a go at him. Along with many others.
"Yes, I know. We are very close, patience. He is weak and it won't matter even if he has his friends with him, but they can't protect him from his worst enemy.himself," she stroked the organiod's head, the way one would to a cat.
It meowed understandingly, like a cat. Patience was the key to everything.
"And in his vulnerable state, Van can easily fall prey to us. But I'll save all that good stuff till later, it will be quite enjoyable to watch our enemies destroy each other," Reese chuckled to herself.
Her organiod growled viciously, Reese saw a zoid she instantly recognized as one of Van's friend's zoid; a Dibison. A silver organiod known as Zeke trotted beside the monstrous zoid with grocery bags in its arms, it was obvious to Reese that Zeke missed Van. But why didn't he try to find him? This struck her as strange, usually organiod's are fiercely loyal to their pilot and friends but why didn't he do anything to find Van? He could have easily found him.
Hmm, very strange indeed.
A girl with long blonde hair jumped out of the cockpit with grocery bags piled in her arms, she looked like she was having trouble balancing. Reese grinned, it was going to hilarious to watch her fall.
"Thomas!" she called softly. "Do you think Van is back?"
Thomas peered out of the zoids cockpit sighing, "I guess Miss Fiona, why don't you send Zeke to investigate while we get all the groceries?"
Reese smirked, they were so pathetic it was a little funny. She didn't normally chuckle at something so stupid, but they were desperate it cracked her up. Ah good times. She slunk back into the shadows, her organiod by her side.
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Fiona stumbled to reach the front door of the little cabin they had been calling home for the past week, she could hardly see with all the packages stacked high above her head, and Zeke had knocked the poor defenseless door down. Obviously, he was very happy. Maybe Van was back. The thought made Fiona's heart skip a beat; it felt like forever since the last time she laid eyes on him. She wouldn't admit to herself that she missed him and desperately wanted him back. It was ridicules he was her best friend, and she forced herself to admit that they had to stay within that line.
"Zeke! Will you give me a hand? And then I promise we'll look for Van, okay?" she idly walked into the cabin.
Zeke nodded. And almost instantly Fiona's load was much lighter. She carefully placed the groceries on the table, and helped Zeke put his on it as well. The organiod grew restless but patiently waited till she gave the okay, the air smelled so sweet. Like Van, Zeke knew he was here or had been here.
"Huh? The note I left for Van, it's gone," Fiona looked around the makeshift living room for the small piece of paper.
"Miss Fiona what are you talking about?" Thomas questioned, placing the remainder of the groceries on the table.
"The note I left for Van, do you think he found it and decided to look for us?"
"You wrote for him to stay put, right? And Zeke appears to be acting funny. I always knew Flyheight wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed."
Fiona ignored his last comment. "Zeke! But of course, why didn't I think of it sooner? Where's Van? Go find him, Zeke."
Zeke growled in response and place his nose in the air, walking in the places Van had walked only minutes earlier until he went into the bedroom. He squeaked and jumped on the bed, Fiona and Thomas exchanged confused glances then followed him.
Van had the strangest dream; a giant dog attacked him. It pounced on him and started licking him and barking at him all the same time. But this dog was not like any dog he had ever seen, it felt cold and it had no fur. Maybe it was zombie, the undead dog.
"AHH!! EVIL POSSESED DOG!!!!" Van opened one of his gray eyes and realized it wasn't a dream. "OH MY GOD! EVIL!! DOG!!!"
He struggled helplessly to get the beast off of him, but it was just too heavy. The "dog" let out a happy bark, which sounded really familiar to him. He managed to push it's face away from him so he could get some breathing room, but it was no dog. Hell no, that thing was defiantly not a dog it was. Zeke!
"Zeke!!!!" Van hugged the organiod to the best of his ability.
"Van! Your home!" Fiona gasped with delight.
Van laughed happily as Zeke continued to lick his cheek. "Ha, alright Zeke. I missed you too boy. C'mon! Let me go, Zeke!! I have a lot of explaining to do!!"
Zeke made an "uh huh" sound, and leaped off the bed, which unfortunately caused him to accidentally use Van's belly as a launch pad.
"Smooth one, Zeke," he grumbled, rubbing his poor stomach.
"Van Flyheight," Fiona said firmly, placing her hands on her hips. "You have a lot of explaining to do."
Van gulped, unsure of what to do next, he knew Fiona would not greet him as friendly as Zeke. But how could he begin to tell her that he was bored and desperately needed to go on an adventure to keep his sanity? She wouldn't believe him for one minute, and for some reason the thought hurt.
"Fiona, Thomas," Van began; groggily sitting up so he could meet their gazes.
Zeke sat protectively by his side, unwilling to let the boy out of his sight ever again. Fiona frowned, how could he be so calm like nothing happened it made her angry that he decided to come and go as he pleased. What in the world had possessed him? She looked in those gray pools, but they were not the same; there was something different about them, she couldn't put her finger on it but something had happened to Van whether he knew it or not.
"Van, what were you thinking? Creeping out of the cabin in the dark of the night? Do you think you can just waltz back here and everything will be forgotten?" Fiona growled quietly, with more force than she had intended.
Van winced at her words, she had never been this angry with him before. Maybe he went too far. "Well, I can explain." he started to say.
"Well you better start explaining, this is no way for a member of the elite Guardian Force to act and you know it. Do you have any idea how much time we sacrificed for our fruitless search for you? If you wanted a break you should have said something, do you know what could have happened to you?" she was near the brink of tears, but her words remained fierce.
Thomas gulped, this was defiantly a new side to the usually calm, quiet Fiona. He was suddenly curious of how Van felt about her, was he also in love with her? Or did he even care? Most importantly why did Thomas care? This was Van's business, but he was very curious. He'd hate to Van right now, but now that he's here he might as well watch the show.
"Did you know the morning after you left, we got a report that Reese and Raven had teamed up and were in the facility?"
"Reese and Raven?!"
"Yes, they've destroying military bases that surround this area. And you know what else? They got quiet when news had spread that you had gone missing."
"No I had no idea, I was kind of out of touch with reality," he blushed, amusing himself by fiddling with his thumbs.
There was something in the news, that scared him, he wasn't afraid of the two he had beat them before and would do it again. But something was nagging at him, the strange thoughts in his head. Thoughts that told him to go. adventure seductively whispering his name. Could it be that Reese had controlled him? No impossible, his mind was too strong she could never break him. Unless she somehow knew how vulnerable he was, and that would explain why they suddenly got quiet.
All these realizations hit him hard, he couldn't listen to Fiona and clear his mind for a comeback and also think back two days ago, his brain was too sore for all that!
Fiona unnaturally glared at him; she could tell he wasn't paying attention. He was off in his own world, thinking about something that did not concern her. The nerve.
"VAN!" it was not Fiona who shouted but Thomas.
Van shook his head as if coming out of a trance. "What?"
The blonde unconsciously clutched her chest; this was too much for her. This boy who sat before her was not the Van she cared for, he was a lost soul. It was in his eyes. She could see and sense his uneasiness. He couldn't be Van, he just couldn't she wouldn't let him. Now she wasn't so sure she wanted him back anymore. Something happened to make Van go out in the wee hours of the night and come back in a daze. The question was, what could it be? And the news about Reese and Raven wasn't the least reassuring; if they had known that Van was acting strangely why didn't they go after him? They both hated him to the most extreme sense of the word, why didn't they kill him when they had the chance? IT wasn't Raven's style to destroy his fiercest of enemies out side of the battlefield, but it was Reese's. It just didn't make sense, but in a way it all seemed to tie in together.
"What has happened to you, Van?" she whispered, a single teardrop gracing her cheek.
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Author's Note. Well what do you guys think? Read and Review y'all. Alright people, I've changed this chapter because I've had like ten people tell me the name of Thomas' zoid I appreciate it and all but its getting annoying! Lol. And also if my spelling is correct? I'm sorry but spelling is not my thing. I'll be working on the next chapter. PEACE OUT*
~*Mi ChElLe*~
