ZOIDS: PRELUDE TO DESTINY
"Sword and Shield"
The calm desert was quiet that night. The wind blew sand around in little swirls. In the distance, you could hear a coyote howl. This desert had small stone mountains all around. Deep in this desert was a Republic Supply Depo. It contained rare weapons and a few Republic Zoids, like gray Command Wolves, a couple of Pteras, and Cannon Tortises. Working in the small depo were twenty workers/technicians, ten Zoid Warriors, and one Depo Commander. Commander Clyde. He was a brown haired 24-year-old. He stood on a cat walk, looking down on the Pteras getting their wings polished. He looked at the weapons hanging from the ceiling. A bigger gun for the Cannon Tortises. Some missile launchers for the Pteras, and only one Command Wolf gun. Just its average 20mm Double Cannon.
Clyde looked through his clipboard he held. Notes, notes, and more notes. It never changes. Just the boring data. Clyde's personality is like a high school student. They get bored easily, and when it looks like they are paying attention they really just zoning out. Clyde wishes he could pilot again. Him and his Gordos with his mk.II upgrades. But a siege of Red Horns put that Zoid out of commission for quite a while and left Clyde with a limp in his right leg. It'd go away eventually says the doctor. But eventually has been three months. Clyde was able to ditch the cane last week, so that tells him it's getting better.
He looked down at his workers. "Hey," he shouted. "Don't screw around with that metal cutter!" They all nodded, then laughed. Clyde gets no respect because he was the youngest one there and because he was the youngest commander in the Republic Army. They look to him as a kid who just became class president and thinks he's all high and mighty by giving orders. That wasn't Clyde. That's only what they thought.
"Sir," said a technician to Clyde.
"Yes?" Clyde replied.
"Sir, the package has arrived."
"You mean they actually found what I've been asking for?"
"Yes, sir." Clyde felt like a little boy coming downstairs to christmas morning. The technician led Clyde to a a bigger, empty metal room. He looked down off the catwalk to a large metal box with random numbers on it. Clyde could barely contain his excitement. "Sir, I don't mean to be annoying, but why would you want these parts?"
"Well, I was hoping to add them to my personal Weapons collection. These are very, very rare."
"Collecting Zoid weapons?"
"Some people collect rocks. Some bottle caps. I collect Zoid weapons."
The quiet desert was interrupted by tremors. Earthquake? No. Worse. Marching through the desert was an army of Red Horns and Molgas. Estimate of six Red Horns and twenty Molga's, nearly all of them with computer pilots. Leading this army was Admiral Gordon in his powerful black Iron Kong. The Iron Kong was enquiped with a huge bazooka on its shoulder. Though this Zoid is relatively slow, it has much power and is heavily armored. Gordon grinned evilly. He knew of the Republic Supply Depo. He knew of its weapons and Zoids. His Iron Kong walked through the desert, causing temors each time its knuckles hit the ground. Though, he was being watched.
"What's this?" asked Jake. The Zoid group of four were on a cliff about a mile from the Empire's marching army. They were in their Zoids, looking down upon the Empire's assault. Jake's Shield Liger roared. "I don't like the looks of it either, Simon."
"Finally!" shouted Alex. "A fight."
"Hang on," said Dart. "We can't just go into battle with them."
"Let's find out where they are going," suggested Kayla. "We'll follow them from up here." With no words, they agreed with Kayla and went on their way.
"Commander Clyde," said a Zoid Warrior. Clyde looked over from his clipboard to the pilot.
"Yes?" asked Clyde.
"Look, sir. My Command Wolf needs a good polishing and a bit of repair in the left back leg. You seemed to have put it off today."
"I did?" Clyde looked through his clipboard, flipping through papers. Great. Now he had to read. "Well, I don't see anything, but I'll have the guys get right on it anyway." Seconds later, the Depo began to shake violently. "What is this?" said Clyde trying to keep his balance.
"We're under attack!" a random person shouted. Red lights began flashing.
"All Zoid Warriors to their respectible Zoids immediately!" shouted Clyde. Clyde swayed back and forth during the shake, trying to make it to the control room. As he entered the control room, he sat in the chair and flipped on the monitors. He could see the Red Horns blasting their giant guns. The Molgas charging forward. And the black Iron Kong standing behind them all. Clyde knew that Iron Kong. "Gordon...damn you." He kept watching. He could see the Command Wolves charge out of the Depo. Two Pteras units followed behind. Crawling out lastly was the Cannon Tortises. "Pteras units, stop the first wave of Molgas! Fire your Air-to-ground missiles!"
"Roger that!" said a Pteras pilot. The swooped over past the first wave. They pulled up, turned around, and flew back, firing the missiles. Multiple explosions were seen as the Molgas exploded in a wave of fire. "I hate bugs." A explosion on their wings took the Pteras pilots by surprise. "We're hit! We're going down!" The two Pteras, wings on fire or smoking terribly, crashed into the ground and skid across the sand. They were out of commission. The shot had been fired by the Iron Kong. Gordon laughed evilly. Clyde watched as the Command Wolves fell victim to the Red Horns. Clyde saw no alternative. He got up out of his seat and ran out of the control room.
"The base is ours," said Gordon calmly. "Finish those Command Wolves and Cannon Tortises." Five Molgas crawled their way to the Depo. Within only just a few seconds from victory, the five Molgas exploded. "What???" Stepping out of the fire was another Zoid. A large green Stegosaurs-type. It had a large upgrade on its back. It was a long range, powerful gun. It was Clyde and his Gordos. The Gordos walked very slow and very weak. Because it wasn't fully repaired. Nor was the pilot. "Well, well. Clyde. So happy to see you again. Back for another injury?" Clyde said nothing. His gun did the talking. He fired and took out two Red Horns in three shots. "Oooh. Tough guy. Stay back, boys. This punk is mine." The Iron Kong began moving. In panic, Clyde fired shot after shot. It could not even dent the Iron Kong. "Your shots are useless."
"I'm going to kill you!" screamed Clyde. The Gordos swung its spiked tail at the Iron Kong. Still to no avail. The Iron Kong pulled his fist back and released a strong, strong punch. It sent the Gordos flying backwards, landing on the hard ground. Clyde's Zoid could no longer fight. Clyde was helpless.
"Other way around, Clyde. I'm going to kill you!" He aimed his Bazooka at the defenseless Zoid. Locked on, all Gordon had to do was just click the button on his joystick. On click, and Clyde's life would end. "See you in hell." Before Gordon could pull the trigger, his Zoid was tackled by a blue object. He threw the blue object off him. It landed in front of him on his feet. Jake's Shield Liger. The rest of the Zoid gang helped back up the Depo's army, making Alex very happy. "Are you the Shield Liger I've heard about?" asked Gordon.
"Maybe," said Jake. "If you're talking about the same Shield Liger that took down your black Command Wolves, then I'm guilty as charged." The Iron Kong fired a gaint blast at the Shield Liger, causing a massive explosion.
"Weak." As the smoke cleared, the Shield Liger stood intact, protected by its shield. "Then again..." Jake's Liger charged at the Iron Kong, shield being used as a plow. The Iron Kong placed his arms out, pushing him back. "Still not enough. Your defense may be good, but your offense against me is terrible! You may have beat Kyto, but I'm a different story." Clyde's Gordos stood up, but he was unable to fight. It started back to the base. Jake pushed harder, but it wasn't doing any good. The Shield Liger began digging into the ground.
"Come on, Simon!" said Jake. "We can do this!" Gordon gave one final push, and the Liger rolled backwards on its sides. Clyde ordered two Command Wolves to help guide Jake back into the base. They became his cover as the Shield Liger stood up painfully and limped back to the base.
"Jake's damaged!" said Kayla.
"He'll be fine," said Alex. "Concentrate on the fight. These Molgas are easy, but those shots from the Red Horns aren't helping."
Jake climbed out of his Zoid, and Simon also came out of the Zoid. Simon was very weak. He was also in pain. Simon feels every hit the Zoid takes. Clyde got out of his Gordos. The two Command Wolves went back into battle. Clyde approached Jake and Simon. "I don't know who you are," said Clyde. "But thank you." Simon stood up painfully.
"Take it easy, Simon," said Jake.
"An Organoid?"
"Yup. His name is Simon." Ryan looked around the base. "Wow. Nice place."
"Listen, kid--"
"Jake."
"Sorry. Jake. Go into the hangar and grab some tools."
"Stay, Simon." Jake took off, but then stopped. "Ummm..."
"Go through that tunnel over there."
"Thanks." Jake rushed that way into the dark tunnel. He came into a giant hangar with a box of tools on the ground. He picked them up, but stopped dead in his tracks. He starred up to a giant metal box. It was huge. He wiped some dust off. He read the label and gasped. "I have an idea!" He ran over to a nearby keypad. He pushed the green button, then steered the Crane Claw. It felt like a claw machine. He dropped it on top of the box. He lifted it up while tightening the grip. He moved it into the the tunnel above that lead to the other room his Zoid was in. He raced back the way he came. Clyde looked up to see his box move into the room and set down onto the floor. "Hey! Are those what they say they are?"
"Yes! But what are you planning on doing with them?"
"Do you want to win this battle?"
"....yes."
"Then equip them on to my Shield Liger. That and replace my gun with that Command Wolf gun hanging up there." Clyde turned to the twenty technicians.
"You heard him! Move! Get those parts on!"
"We're not going to last much longer," said Alex. A Molga was blasted away by her massive guns of her Gun Blaster. "Then again, I'm having so much fun!"
"That Iron Kong is mine!" said Dart. He began charging the ape Zoid with his König Wolf. He jumped into the air, preparing for the strike of his massive claw. Suddenly, without warning, the Iron Kong whipped around. His arm smacked the König Wolf a good distance. Dart's Zoid skid through sand, out of commission.
"No!" screamed Alex. "Dart!" Dart replied with a painful moan. "You damn dirty ape!" Alex released every she had. They each hit the Iron Kong with explosive impact. They left marks, but no damage. Alex kept firing. She was filled with rage. He had hurt the boy she secretly had a crush on. The boy who she flirts with constantly. Gordon had enough. He fired his Bazooka at the Gun Blaster. The Lizard Zoid could not withstand the blast. Kayla's Spinosapper was the only one left. She was already damaged badly taking down the last couple of Red Horns. The Iron Kong stood right in front of the Spinosapper. Kayla wimpered in fear.
"Please," pleeded Kayla. "I don't wanna die."
"You should have thought about that before you interfered," growled Gordon. He aimed his Bazooka at her. He was locked. "Good-bye."
"Hey, ape-guy!" said a familiar voice. He turned around and the gang looked on. It was Jake and...the Shield Liger? Well, the head was a Shield Liger, and the body too. But the gun was better and the legs had different armor plates. Blue with white horizontal plates. The back legs had mini- thrusters for speed boost. "I'm your oppenent, here!"
"Then come and get me!"
"Simon! Let's get him!" Simon stood aside the new Liger, glowing light blue. He flew into the air using the thrusters on his back. He went high into the air and came back down like a blue comet into the Liger. He caused a shockwave, like rings water makes when a pebble is dropped in. The Liger roared, signaling Simon and Jake were ready. A group of Molgas surrounded the Liger. "Oh, I don't think so." Jake's weapon turned in the direction of each Molga, while Jake controlled all the shots. The first two were taken down simply. Then they began to circle his Zoid, like vultures around a dead body. Simon not once got scared, nor did his partner. If he could stop them from moving, they'd be easy targets. The Molgas picked up the pace a bit. Jake had an idea. He moved the Liger's claw into the air. He paused a moment before bringing it crashing down upon one of the slower ones. He was damged. The others, unable to stop, hit the damaged one, creating like a Zoid traffic jam. They were still, easy targets now. Each one was taken down with a shot from each barrel. They never even got a chance to fire.
From the corner of his eye, Jake caught two Red Horns that Kayla must have missed. They fired their heavy guns at the Liger. Four metal flaps came out from the Liger's mane. The shield went up, deflecting all the shots. He used the boosters to rush at them, using the shield-plow technique to knock them both on the ground. Once past them, he skided backwards as he jumped and did a complete 180. He finished them with his gun. They were through.
"Impressive!" said Gordon. The Liger began charging at the Iron Kong with vicious force. Gordon fired his gun. The Liger put its shield up. The shot slightly slowed him down, but did not damage it one bit. "Your shield is useless against me. So is your gun!"
"Who says I'm going to use them against you?" retorted Jake. He turned the shield off, activated the boosters, and slightly moved to the left. Was he going to just run pass him? No. Far from it. Gordon's eyes bulged. He couldn't believe it. Out of nowhere, blades popped out from its sides. Blade Liger blades! Gordon began to panic. He fired shot after shot. The Liger moved side to side, out of the way of his powerful blast. "It's not like we haven't done that before!" The Liger came in too close. Gordon had one last resort. He brought up the fist of his Kong. With a mighty swing towards the Liger, he thought he was victorious. To Jake and Gordon, it was like in slow motion. The fist was aim dead for the head of Jake's Zoid, but it ducked enough for the punch to miss completely. Sparks flew from the Kong's torso as the right blade cut through him like a jack-knife through tissue paper. The blade went all the way through. The Liger stood, facing away from the Iron Kong. He looked okay. Up until he felt his Zoid move. Was it moving? Only the top half. The Iron Kong fell into two pieces. The arms, torso, and head. The other half, just the legs. The cut couldn't have been anymore clean or smooth.
"So, Gordon," said Jake, sounding a bit cocky. "What have we learned today? Not to mess with me and Simon. And more importantly, not to hurt my friends!" Jake and the others heard screeching in the sky. Swooping down were two Zabat units. The each took an arm of the Iron Kong and flew off.
"We'll meet again, kid!" were Gordon's last words before he was out of sight.
Within a couple of hours, all Zoids were repaired and fully functional. Jake and the others (including Simon) stood in front of their Zoids, while Clyde, who had on a sling and a head-bandage, stood in front of his men, facing away from the base.. He shook Jake's hand. "Very good piloting," he complimented.
"Do you want your parts back?" asked Jake. Clyde smiled and shook his head.
"No, you keep them. I was going to let those Blade Liger Parts sit and gather dust. Atleast with you, they're being used for a good cause." He reached in his sling and pulled out a sort of security card. "Here. Use this at any republic base. With that, they'll know you know me and give you a warm welcome."
"One last thing," said Alex. "Jake, what is it? Is it a Shield Liger or Blade Liger?"
"It's very original," said Dart.
"It looks very cool," said Kayla. Clyde handed Jake a bottle of wine.
"Give it a name," he told him. Jake took the bottle and thought real hard about what to call it. Suddenly, the name just came to him.
"This Liger," he started, "has both sword and shield. Much like warriors do." Jake pulled his arm back to throw the bottle. "I christen thee..." He threw the bottle as he named his Liger. "THE WARRIOR LIGER." The bottle shattered against the Zoid's leg, spilling the wine everywhere.
Hours later, they were on their way. Do they have a destination? No. But Jake has a goal. To show the Empire what a custome made Zoid can do.
"Now you see it from my point of view," Kyto told Gordon in his office. "It's no ordinary Zoid. How can you blend two Zoids together and do so well?"
"Kyto, you fool!" said Gordon. "He has an Organoid!" Kyto's attention went straight to those four words.
"Are you sure, sir?"
"I saw it with my own two eyes. A blue Organoid jumped into that Liger of his. I think he called it Simon or something."
"I knew he couldn't have gotten good in a short amount of time!"
"An Organoid?" said the voice of a young male. The young boy walked into the room, grinning evilly. "Allow me to rid of him. Him and his Organoid. We'd love to destroy that so called custome Zoid of his...wouldn't we, Shadow?"
Hi. It's me, Kayla. On the next Zoids, there is something fishy going on down in a nearby cave. Meanwhile, Clyde is in over his head in trying to repair his Gordos so he may lead a squad against Kyto's troops. As for me...well, I need to tell Jake something. What you may ask? There's only one way to find out. On the next Zoids: "Battle Trap"
"Sword and Shield"
The calm desert was quiet that night. The wind blew sand around in little swirls. In the distance, you could hear a coyote howl. This desert had small stone mountains all around. Deep in this desert was a Republic Supply Depo. It contained rare weapons and a few Republic Zoids, like gray Command Wolves, a couple of Pteras, and Cannon Tortises. Working in the small depo were twenty workers/technicians, ten Zoid Warriors, and one Depo Commander. Commander Clyde. He was a brown haired 24-year-old. He stood on a cat walk, looking down on the Pteras getting their wings polished. He looked at the weapons hanging from the ceiling. A bigger gun for the Cannon Tortises. Some missile launchers for the Pteras, and only one Command Wolf gun. Just its average 20mm Double Cannon.
Clyde looked through his clipboard he held. Notes, notes, and more notes. It never changes. Just the boring data. Clyde's personality is like a high school student. They get bored easily, and when it looks like they are paying attention they really just zoning out. Clyde wishes he could pilot again. Him and his Gordos with his mk.II upgrades. But a siege of Red Horns put that Zoid out of commission for quite a while and left Clyde with a limp in his right leg. It'd go away eventually says the doctor. But eventually has been three months. Clyde was able to ditch the cane last week, so that tells him it's getting better.
He looked down at his workers. "Hey," he shouted. "Don't screw around with that metal cutter!" They all nodded, then laughed. Clyde gets no respect because he was the youngest one there and because he was the youngest commander in the Republic Army. They look to him as a kid who just became class president and thinks he's all high and mighty by giving orders. That wasn't Clyde. That's only what they thought.
"Sir," said a technician to Clyde.
"Yes?" Clyde replied.
"Sir, the package has arrived."
"You mean they actually found what I've been asking for?"
"Yes, sir." Clyde felt like a little boy coming downstairs to christmas morning. The technician led Clyde to a a bigger, empty metal room. He looked down off the catwalk to a large metal box with random numbers on it. Clyde could barely contain his excitement. "Sir, I don't mean to be annoying, but why would you want these parts?"
"Well, I was hoping to add them to my personal Weapons collection. These are very, very rare."
"Collecting Zoid weapons?"
"Some people collect rocks. Some bottle caps. I collect Zoid weapons."
The quiet desert was interrupted by tremors. Earthquake? No. Worse. Marching through the desert was an army of Red Horns and Molgas. Estimate of six Red Horns and twenty Molga's, nearly all of them with computer pilots. Leading this army was Admiral Gordon in his powerful black Iron Kong. The Iron Kong was enquiped with a huge bazooka on its shoulder. Though this Zoid is relatively slow, it has much power and is heavily armored. Gordon grinned evilly. He knew of the Republic Supply Depo. He knew of its weapons and Zoids. His Iron Kong walked through the desert, causing temors each time its knuckles hit the ground. Though, he was being watched.
"What's this?" asked Jake. The Zoid group of four were on a cliff about a mile from the Empire's marching army. They were in their Zoids, looking down upon the Empire's assault. Jake's Shield Liger roared. "I don't like the looks of it either, Simon."
"Finally!" shouted Alex. "A fight."
"Hang on," said Dart. "We can't just go into battle with them."
"Let's find out where they are going," suggested Kayla. "We'll follow them from up here." With no words, they agreed with Kayla and went on their way.
"Commander Clyde," said a Zoid Warrior. Clyde looked over from his clipboard to the pilot.
"Yes?" asked Clyde.
"Look, sir. My Command Wolf needs a good polishing and a bit of repair in the left back leg. You seemed to have put it off today."
"I did?" Clyde looked through his clipboard, flipping through papers. Great. Now he had to read. "Well, I don't see anything, but I'll have the guys get right on it anyway." Seconds later, the Depo began to shake violently. "What is this?" said Clyde trying to keep his balance.
"We're under attack!" a random person shouted. Red lights began flashing.
"All Zoid Warriors to their respectible Zoids immediately!" shouted Clyde. Clyde swayed back and forth during the shake, trying to make it to the control room. As he entered the control room, he sat in the chair and flipped on the monitors. He could see the Red Horns blasting their giant guns. The Molgas charging forward. And the black Iron Kong standing behind them all. Clyde knew that Iron Kong. "Gordon...damn you." He kept watching. He could see the Command Wolves charge out of the Depo. Two Pteras units followed behind. Crawling out lastly was the Cannon Tortises. "Pteras units, stop the first wave of Molgas! Fire your Air-to-ground missiles!"
"Roger that!" said a Pteras pilot. The swooped over past the first wave. They pulled up, turned around, and flew back, firing the missiles. Multiple explosions were seen as the Molgas exploded in a wave of fire. "I hate bugs." A explosion on their wings took the Pteras pilots by surprise. "We're hit! We're going down!" The two Pteras, wings on fire or smoking terribly, crashed into the ground and skid across the sand. They were out of commission. The shot had been fired by the Iron Kong. Gordon laughed evilly. Clyde watched as the Command Wolves fell victim to the Red Horns. Clyde saw no alternative. He got up out of his seat and ran out of the control room.
"The base is ours," said Gordon calmly. "Finish those Command Wolves and Cannon Tortises." Five Molgas crawled their way to the Depo. Within only just a few seconds from victory, the five Molgas exploded. "What???" Stepping out of the fire was another Zoid. A large green Stegosaurs-type. It had a large upgrade on its back. It was a long range, powerful gun. It was Clyde and his Gordos. The Gordos walked very slow and very weak. Because it wasn't fully repaired. Nor was the pilot. "Well, well. Clyde. So happy to see you again. Back for another injury?" Clyde said nothing. His gun did the talking. He fired and took out two Red Horns in three shots. "Oooh. Tough guy. Stay back, boys. This punk is mine." The Iron Kong began moving. In panic, Clyde fired shot after shot. It could not even dent the Iron Kong. "Your shots are useless."
"I'm going to kill you!" screamed Clyde. The Gordos swung its spiked tail at the Iron Kong. Still to no avail. The Iron Kong pulled his fist back and released a strong, strong punch. It sent the Gordos flying backwards, landing on the hard ground. Clyde's Zoid could no longer fight. Clyde was helpless.
"Other way around, Clyde. I'm going to kill you!" He aimed his Bazooka at the defenseless Zoid. Locked on, all Gordon had to do was just click the button on his joystick. On click, and Clyde's life would end. "See you in hell." Before Gordon could pull the trigger, his Zoid was tackled by a blue object. He threw the blue object off him. It landed in front of him on his feet. Jake's Shield Liger. The rest of the Zoid gang helped back up the Depo's army, making Alex very happy. "Are you the Shield Liger I've heard about?" asked Gordon.
"Maybe," said Jake. "If you're talking about the same Shield Liger that took down your black Command Wolves, then I'm guilty as charged." The Iron Kong fired a gaint blast at the Shield Liger, causing a massive explosion.
"Weak." As the smoke cleared, the Shield Liger stood intact, protected by its shield. "Then again..." Jake's Liger charged at the Iron Kong, shield being used as a plow. The Iron Kong placed his arms out, pushing him back. "Still not enough. Your defense may be good, but your offense against me is terrible! You may have beat Kyto, but I'm a different story." Clyde's Gordos stood up, but he was unable to fight. It started back to the base. Jake pushed harder, but it wasn't doing any good. The Shield Liger began digging into the ground.
"Come on, Simon!" said Jake. "We can do this!" Gordon gave one final push, and the Liger rolled backwards on its sides. Clyde ordered two Command Wolves to help guide Jake back into the base. They became his cover as the Shield Liger stood up painfully and limped back to the base.
"Jake's damaged!" said Kayla.
"He'll be fine," said Alex. "Concentrate on the fight. These Molgas are easy, but those shots from the Red Horns aren't helping."
Jake climbed out of his Zoid, and Simon also came out of the Zoid. Simon was very weak. He was also in pain. Simon feels every hit the Zoid takes. Clyde got out of his Gordos. The two Command Wolves went back into battle. Clyde approached Jake and Simon. "I don't know who you are," said Clyde. "But thank you." Simon stood up painfully.
"Take it easy, Simon," said Jake.
"An Organoid?"
"Yup. His name is Simon." Ryan looked around the base. "Wow. Nice place."
"Listen, kid--"
"Jake."
"Sorry. Jake. Go into the hangar and grab some tools."
"Stay, Simon." Jake took off, but then stopped. "Ummm..."
"Go through that tunnel over there."
"Thanks." Jake rushed that way into the dark tunnel. He came into a giant hangar with a box of tools on the ground. He picked them up, but stopped dead in his tracks. He starred up to a giant metal box. It was huge. He wiped some dust off. He read the label and gasped. "I have an idea!" He ran over to a nearby keypad. He pushed the green button, then steered the Crane Claw. It felt like a claw machine. He dropped it on top of the box. He lifted it up while tightening the grip. He moved it into the the tunnel above that lead to the other room his Zoid was in. He raced back the way he came. Clyde looked up to see his box move into the room and set down onto the floor. "Hey! Are those what they say they are?"
"Yes! But what are you planning on doing with them?"
"Do you want to win this battle?"
"....yes."
"Then equip them on to my Shield Liger. That and replace my gun with that Command Wolf gun hanging up there." Clyde turned to the twenty technicians.
"You heard him! Move! Get those parts on!"
"We're not going to last much longer," said Alex. A Molga was blasted away by her massive guns of her Gun Blaster. "Then again, I'm having so much fun!"
"That Iron Kong is mine!" said Dart. He began charging the ape Zoid with his König Wolf. He jumped into the air, preparing for the strike of his massive claw. Suddenly, without warning, the Iron Kong whipped around. His arm smacked the König Wolf a good distance. Dart's Zoid skid through sand, out of commission.
"No!" screamed Alex. "Dart!" Dart replied with a painful moan. "You damn dirty ape!" Alex released every she had. They each hit the Iron Kong with explosive impact. They left marks, but no damage. Alex kept firing. She was filled with rage. He had hurt the boy she secretly had a crush on. The boy who she flirts with constantly. Gordon had enough. He fired his Bazooka at the Gun Blaster. The Lizard Zoid could not withstand the blast. Kayla's Spinosapper was the only one left. She was already damaged badly taking down the last couple of Red Horns. The Iron Kong stood right in front of the Spinosapper. Kayla wimpered in fear.
"Please," pleeded Kayla. "I don't wanna die."
"You should have thought about that before you interfered," growled Gordon. He aimed his Bazooka at her. He was locked. "Good-bye."
"Hey, ape-guy!" said a familiar voice. He turned around and the gang looked on. It was Jake and...the Shield Liger? Well, the head was a Shield Liger, and the body too. But the gun was better and the legs had different armor plates. Blue with white horizontal plates. The back legs had mini- thrusters for speed boost. "I'm your oppenent, here!"
"Then come and get me!"
"Simon! Let's get him!" Simon stood aside the new Liger, glowing light blue. He flew into the air using the thrusters on his back. He went high into the air and came back down like a blue comet into the Liger. He caused a shockwave, like rings water makes when a pebble is dropped in. The Liger roared, signaling Simon and Jake were ready. A group of Molgas surrounded the Liger. "Oh, I don't think so." Jake's weapon turned in the direction of each Molga, while Jake controlled all the shots. The first two were taken down simply. Then they began to circle his Zoid, like vultures around a dead body. Simon not once got scared, nor did his partner. If he could stop them from moving, they'd be easy targets. The Molgas picked up the pace a bit. Jake had an idea. He moved the Liger's claw into the air. He paused a moment before bringing it crashing down upon one of the slower ones. He was damged. The others, unable to stop, hit the damaged one, creating like a Zoid traffic jam. They were still, easy targets now. Each one was taken down with a shot from each barrel. They never even got a chance to fire.
From the corner of his eye, Jake caught two Red Horns that Kayla must have missed. They fired their heavy guns at the Liger. Four metal flaps came out from the Liger's mane. The shield went up, deflecting all the shots. He used the boosters to rush at them, using the shield-plow technique to knock them both on the ground. Once past them, he skided backwards as he jumped and did a complete 180. He finished them with his gun. They were through.
"Impressive!" said Gordon. The Liger began charging at the Iron Kong with vicious force. Gordon fired his gun. The Liger put its shield up. The shot slightly slowed him down, but did not damage it one bit. "Your shield is useless against me. So is your gun!"
"Who says I'm going to use them against you?" retorted Jake. He turned the shield off, activated the boosters, and slightly moved to the left. Was he going to just run pass him? No. Far from it. Gordon's eyes bulged. He couldn't believe it. Out of nowhere, blades popped out from its sides. Blade Liger blades! Gordon began to panic. He fired shot after shot. The Liger moved side to side, out of the way of his powerful blast. "It's not like we haven't done that before!" The Liger came in too close. Gordon had one last resort. He brought up the fist of his Kong. With a mighty swing towards the Liger, he thought he was victorious. To Jake and Gordon, it was like in slow motion. The fist was aim dead for the head of Jake's Zoid, but it ducked enough for the punch to miss completely. Sparks flew from the Kong's torso as the right blade cut through him like a jack-knife through tissue paper. The blade went all the way through. The Liger stood, facing away from the Iron Kong. He looked okay. Up until he felt his Zoid move. Was it moving? Only the top half. The Iron Kong fell into two pieces. The arms, torso, and head. The other half, just the legs. The cut couldn't have been anymore clean or smooth.
"So, Gordon," said Jake, sounding a bit cocky. "What have we learned today? Not to mess with me and Simon. And more importantly, not to hurt my friends!" Jake and the others heard screeching in the sky. Swooping down were two Zabat units. The each took an arm of the Iron Kong and flew off.
"We'll meet again, kid!" were Gordon's last words before he was out of sight.
Within a couple of hours, all Zoids were repaired and fully functional. Jake and the others (including Simon) stood in front of their Zoids, while Clyde, who had on a sling and a head-bandage, stood in front of his men, facing away from the base.. He shook Jake's hand. "Very good piloting," he complimented.
"Do you want your parts back?" asked Jake. Clyde smiled and shook his head.
"No, you keep them. I was going to let those Blade Liger Parts sit and gather dust. Atleast with you, they're being used for a good cause." He reached in his sling and pulled out a sort of security card. "Here. Use this at any republic base. With that, they'll know you know me and give you a warm welcome."
"One last thing," said Alex. "Jake, what is it? Is it a Shield Liger or Blade Liger?"
"It's very original," said Dart.
"It looks very cool," said Kayla. Clyde handed Jake a bottle of wine.
"Give it a name," he told him. Jake took the bottle and thought real hard about what to call it. Suddenly, the name just came to him.
"This Liger," he started, "has both sword and shield. Much like warriors do." Jake pulled his arm back to throw the bottle. "I christen thee..." He threw the bottle as he named his Liger. "THE WARRIOR LIGER." The bottle shattered against the Zoid's leg, spilling the wine everywhere.
Hours later, they were on their way. Do they have a destination? No. But Jake has a goal. To show the Empire what a custome made Zoid can do.
"Now you see it from my point of view," Kyto told Gordon in his office. "It's no ordinary Zoid. How can you blend two Zoids together and do so well?"
"Kyto, you fool!" said Gordon. "He has an Organoid!" Kyto's attention went straight to those four words.
"Are you sure, sir?"
"I saw it with my own two eyes. A blue Organoid jumped into that Liger of his. I think he called it Simon or something."
"I knew he couldn't have gotten good in a short amount of time!"
"An Organoid?" said the voice of a young male. The young boy walked into the room, grinning evilly. "Allow me to rid of him. Him and his Organoid. We'd love to destroy that so called custome Zoid of his...wouldn't we, Shadow?"
Hi. It's me, Kayla. On the next Zoids, there is something fishy going on down in a nearby cave. Meanwhile, Clyde is in over his head in trying to repair his Gordos so he may lead a squad against Kyto's troops. As for me...well, I need to tell Jake something. What you may ask? There's only one way to find out. On the next Zoids: "Battle Trap"