Rebel Love
Chapter 14-Ugh! Chump Change
By Kitten Starr
Bit walked around the Hover Cargo restlessly. He couldn't deal with the fact that Leena's Gun Sniper was totaled. What had happened to her? He hadn't felt like battling, eating, or sleeping. He had only eaten and rested when the others had persisted that he must. He hated them for that. He just wanted to suffer like she had. What if she was in some hospital bed in a coma? What if she was all alone with no friends?
Bit sat down against the wall. He drew his knees up and crossed his arms on top of them. He rested his chin on his arms and let out an exasperated sigh. "I'm so sorry, Leena. I really do love you." He was proud that he had used the present tense of that phrase.
One thought passed through Bit's already cloudy mind. What happens when we do find her?
-~*~-
Jamie had been doing more research on Leena's crashed Zoid. The crash itself had been logged into the news archive. He had been glued to the computer every free chance he got. Jamie banged his hands on the table.
"No file found," mocked the computer.
"Ah! What do you mean no file found? A Zoid didn't just crash on its own!"
Jamie logged off the computer and was glad when the staring screen blinked off. He had been on the machine for five hours straight. He had finally lost his bottled up patience. A break, he needed a break.
-~*~-
As always, Brad was slumped lazily on the couch. The day was going by so slowly. They hadn't battled in days, not that anyone really felt like it. It was boring.
Brad mumbled, "If Leena was here, I'd be at Bit's throat right now."
All four men had kept their thoughts about Leena to themselves. It hurt too much to bring up the subject.
-~*~-
Leena jumped from her Zoid. She was fuming mad. She marched right up to the brown-headed boy and slapped him.
"You have no right calling yourself a warrior! You're nothing but a wannabe! A clown!"
"Oh, a feisty one. I like my women fiery," he said while still rubbing his jaw. Needless to say, that remark just earned him another slap on the face. Clearly, he didn't know who he was messing with.
"You're a pervert too!" spat Leena. She stormed off while mumbling to herself. "What a jerk!"
The boy ran in front of Leena and stopped her. He bent down and took her hand. "My name is Harry Champ and I'm a man destined to be king." He brought her hand to his lips to kiss it.
Leena withdrew her hand quickly and laughed. "Champ? Yeah right! From your piloting abilities out there today, I'd say you need a new coach. You're sure not a champ!"
Harry's mouth twitched. "I need no coach because-"
He was cut off. "You're Harry Champ and you're a man destined to be king." Leena left the bonehead. "The only thing I see is a boy destined to be a total moron for the rest of his life."
Leena spun around and smirked. "Hey, Harry."
Harry brightened. "Yeah?"
"Do us all a favor and lose that cheap line." Leena turned around on her heel and walked towards the hangar.
"You don't need her," remarked Benjamin.
Sebastian nodded his head. "I agree. Now let's go, Harry."
Harry huffed. "No girl turns down Harry Champ."
Both robots fell over dumbstruck. "Harry, you didn't even see her face. Now let's go!"
Harry smirked. "That's what made her mysterious. And those swanlike moves she made out there on the field were divine."
"Get a clue, Harry."
"Yeah. Besides, Mary will never agree to you and that woman."
Harry began to whine while his robotic companions pulled him back to their cargo hold. "I didn't even get her name."
"You'll get over her, Harry. You always do."
-~*~-
Leena's influx into the hangar was like a tsunami that would hit the coasts of Hawaii. Little was known as to what had caused her anger, except her Saix, who saw the whole commotion. Vega was bemused. He had never seen her get this upset in the months she had been with the Group.
Vega pulled her to the side once the Zoids had been placed back in their spots. "Alena, what's with you? It was only a Zoid battle. A battle we won I might add."
Leena's features had calmed, but her heart was still pounding ninety miles a minute. "Can you believe the nerve of that guy? Fighting like he did. And, then to top it off he practically hits on me! He said his name was Harry Champ. It's ironic, isn't it? More like Harry Chump if you ask me."
By this time, Vega had figured out why Leena was mad. "Boy trouble, huh?"
Leena crossed her arms and smiled. "Boys, you can't live with them and you can't live without them."
Vega quirked an eyebrow. "Hey!"
Leena laughed. "Sorry, Veg. You're an exception."
Vega shook his head and grinned. "That's better."
-~*~-
Sarah stared at the friends coupled in the corner. She envied them. They were kids; they couldn't have pressure. She had set up an appointment with Dr. Izumo for the following day. She would finally figure out what was really going on inside her jumbled mind. She exited the hangar and headed for her room. She was going to take a long nap.
She stretched her arms and yawned while she made a mental note to herself: Apologize to Alena when I see her again. She owed the girl that much. Leena was the one that had gotten her team out of the bind it was in. She was fresh meat to feed the hungry members that ran the Backdraft Group. The redhead was an asset just like Vega.
-~*~-
Leena was alone in her room. She had so many thoughts swimming through her mind. It didn't take much to push the Champ incident from her soured brain. That had been a nightmare in the making. The one thought that was really tugging at her was her dream. She wondered if the blonde boy was supposed to be a messenger. But a messenger of what? And why was he in her arms. She wished she had seen his face. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around her chest. She could almost feel the warmth that radiated from him when she touched his flawless skin. She felt safe knowing he was there.
Leena laughed silently. "Whoa girl. He's only a figment of your imagination."
She fell backwards on her bed and stared at the ceiling. She dissected the pattern with her excruciating glare. What if her blonde angel had clipped his wings? That's what the dream seemed to reveal. She could only hope that he was safe wherever he was, or if he was even real. She closed her eyes and gave into her dream world. She yearned to see his face this time.
Chapter 14-Ugh! Chump Change
By Kitten Starr
Bit walked around the Hover Cargo restlessly. He couldn't deal with the fact that Leena's Gun Sniper was totaled. What had happened to her? He hadn't felt like battling, eating, or sleeping. He had only eaten and rested when the others had persisted that he must. He hated them for that. He just wanted to suffer like she had. What if she was in some hospital bed in a coma? What if she was all alone with no friends?
Bit sat down against the wall. He drew his knees up and crossed his arms on top of them. He rested his chin on his arms and let out an exasperated sigh. "I'm so sorry, Leena. I really do love you." He was proud that he had used the present tense of that phrase.
One thought passed through Bit's already cloudy mind. What happens when we do find her?
-~*~-
Jamie had been doing more research on Leena's crashed Zoid. The crash itself had been logged into the news archive. He had been glued to the computer every free chance he got. Jamie banged his hands on the table.
"No file found," mocked the computer.
"Ah! What do you mean no file found? A Zoid didn't just crash on its own!"
Jamie logged off the computer and was glad when the staring screen blinked off. He had been on the machine for five hours straight. He had finally lost his bottled up patience. A break, he needed a break.
-~*~-
As always, Brad was slumped lazily on the couch. The day was going by so slowly. They hadn't battled in days, not that anyone really felt like it. It was boring.
Brad mumbled, "If Leena was here, I'd be at Bit's throat right now."
All four men had kept their thoughts about Leena to themselves. It hurt too much to bring up the subject.
-~*~-
Leena jumped from her Zoid. She was fuming mad. She marched right up to the brown-headed boy and slapped him.
"You have no right calling yourself a warrior! You're nothing but a wannabe! A clown!"
"Oh, a feisty one. I like my women fiery," he said while still rubbing his jaw. Needless to say, that remark just earned him another slap on the face. Clearly, he didn't know who he was messing with.
"You're a pervert too!" spat Leena. She stormed off while mumbling to herself. "What a jerk!"
The boy ran in front of Leena and stopped her. He bent down and took her hand. "My name is Harry Champ and I'm a man destined to be king." He brought her hand to his lips to kiss it.
Leena withdrew her hand quickly and laughed. "Champ? Yeah right! From your piloting abilities out there today, I'd say you need a new coach. You're sure not a champ!"
Harry's mouth twitched. "I need no coach because-"
He was cut off. "You're Harry Champ and you're a man destined to be king." Leena left the bonehead. "The only thing I see is a boy destined to be a total moron for the rest of his life."
Leena spun around and smirked. "Hey, Harry."
Harry brightened. "Yeah?"
"Do us all a favor and lose that cheap line." Leena turned around on her heel and walked towards the hangar.
"You don't need her," remarked Benjamin.
Sebastian nodded his head. "I agree. Now let's go, Harry."
Harry huffed. "No girl turns down Harry Champ."
Both robots fell over dumbstruck. "Harry, you didn't even see her face. Now let's go!"
Harry smirked. "That's what made her mysterious. And those swanlike moves she made out there on the field were divine."
"Get a clue, Harry."
"Yeah. Besides, Mary will never agree to you and that woman."
Harry began to whine while his robotic companions pulled him back to their cargo hold. "I didn't even get her name."
"You'll get over her, Harry. You always do."
-~*~-
Leena's influx into the hangar was like a tsunami that would hit the coasts of Hawaii. Little was known as to what had caused her anger, except her Saix, who saw the whole commotion. Vega was bemused. He had never seen her get this upset in the months she had been with the Group.
Vega pulled her to the side once the Zoids had been placed back in their spots. "Alena, what's with you? It was only a Zoid battle. A battle we won I might add."
Leena's features had calmed, but her heart was still pounding ninety miles a minute. "Can you believe the nerve of that guy? Fighting like he did. And, then to top it off he practically hits on me! He said his name was Harry Champ. It's ironic, isn't it? More like Harry Chump if you ask me."
By this time, Vega had figured out why Leena was mad. "Boy trouble, huh?"
Leena crossed her arms and smiled. "Boys, you can't live with them and you can't live without them."
Vega quirked an eyebrow. "Hey!"
Leena laughed. "Sorry, Veg. You're an exception."
Vega shook his head and grinned. "That's better."
-~*~-
Sarah stared at the friends coupled in the corner. She envied them. They were kids; they couldn't have pressure. She had set up an appointment with Dr. Izumo for the following day. She would finally figure out what was really going on inside her jumbled mind. She exited the hangar and headed for her room. She was going to take a long nap.
She stretched her arms and yawned while she made a mental note to herself: Apologize to Alena when I see her again. She owed the girl that much. Leena was the one that had gotten her team out of the bind it was in. She was fresh meat to feed the hungry members that ran the Backdraft Group. The redhead was an asset just like Vega.
-~*~-
Leena was alone in her room. She had so many thoughts swimming through her mind. It didn't take much to push the Champ incident from her soured brain. That had been a nightmare in the making. The one thought that was really tugging at her was her dream. She wondered if the blonde boy was supposed to be a messenger. But a messenger of what? And why was he in her arms. She wished she had seen his face. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around her chest. She could almost feel the warmth that radiated from him when she touched his flawless skin. She felt safe knowing he was there.
Leena laughed silently. "Whoa girl. He's only a figment of your imagination."
She fell backwards on her bed and stared at the ceiling. She dissected the pattern with her excruciating glare. What if her blonde angel had clipped his wings? That's what the dream seemed to reveal. She could only hope that he was safe wherever he was, or if he was even real. She closed her eyes and gave into her dream world. She yearned to see his face this time.