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Warnings: Yaoi, Shounen-Ai, Citrusy stuff, Mature themes, angst, lots and lots of cussing, violence, ect...Expect all this and much more to come in this fic!
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Could This Be True?
Chapter 3: What's to happen.
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*~*Van*~*
Stunned to say the least, I looked at him in amazement. He had a dazed look on his face, making him vulnerable to me, to see his emotions.
"I shouldn't have done that..." I told him quietly, easing myself from the couch. As soon as I'd take not even a step or two away, he spoke.
"No, we shouldn't have...But we did..." Oh yeah, like that's helping the situation any!
"I'm going to my room...I need to think over some stuff, and take a shower..." I told him slowly, and I seen him nod. With that indication of farewell, I stepped to the door. As I reached for the knob, I could hear him getting up slowly, obviously his muscles stiff from sleeping.
Opening the door, I heard him talking to Shadow, but not quite catching what it was. So I left his room, with out another word, but not before I heard the doors the balcony open, and Shadow taking off.
*~*Raven*~*
As he left I knew I'd forgotten something, something very important. Looking to shadow, I could have slapped myself in the head, of course that damn dumb dinosaur would forget all about my Geno-Breaker. He must have been to busy watching me and Van, the damn nosey ass, hentai organoid!
Getting up, not so carefully or gracefully, and painstakingly slow, because of my stiff and sore muscles, I went to Shadow.
"Damn you, did you forget about my Geno-Breaker!? Go get it." I told him just at a whisper, but still with a sharp edge, he cocked his head mockingly, and snarled lightly before heading to the balcony doors. Opening them, he took off as soon as I'd moved, and he took to the sky.
(You may be wondering why the hell did I send him in broad daylight, but its really quite smart. Hiltz and Reese would be to damn 'absorbed' in making their plans and such shit inside their latest hideout to see Shadow. Or they could be the lazy shitheads they are, and be sleeping. So Shadow going now, he'd have less a chance of being seen, or suspected because they'd be to consumed in their latest schemes and such, or to stupid to think Shadow would be out.
See, I'm a fucking genius...Don't comment on that, I don't have the patience for any of your smart ass comments at the moment. )
Turning around I seen Van as he closed the door, and I listened to his footsteps as he went further down the hallway, till I couldn't hear him anymore. I felt almost scared, an emotion I'd been enemies with for as long as I can remember, the whole reasoning is to hard to explain.
This feeling now, was like I'd lost my only feeling of security and peacefulness, and now that it was gone, I felt vulnerable. Stupid and weak, but that's how it is. Rubbing my temples, I try to get rid of the thoughts and feelings that have consumed my mind this morning.
Walking over to get my gun, prepared to go downstairs for a while, I decided it wasn't worth the effort. My muscles were to stiff, and I'd surely pull a few muscles before even getting downstairs, so I decided upon a long hot bath.
As soon as I was settled down in the large tub, I felt my muscles relaxing and unwinding, giving me the perfect opportunity to think. Remembering the feelings I had jolting through me in the brief 30 seconds or so his lips were in contact with mine I was amazed. Most of those feelings I thought I was immune to, or I was to detached to be able to experience. The entire experience was...Fucking mind blowing, but I'm pretty sure I'll never be able to go through with that small sensual act again.
Van would never want to do it again, he'll realize what this would lead to, and what can only come of this. He can't be in love me, no one can be. I'm Raven, The Dark One, my title that was given to me. Raven isn't even my real name, at least I don't think it is. Ha, its funny, who ever in hell named me, knew what Prozen would turn me into.
Damn it! How do I slip off the subject? Why does that primp ass Prozen haunt my mind, whether I'm awake or asleep? Even though the bastard was gone for so long, when I saw him a few weeks ago, he still struck fear in me. When I saw him, it made me want to puke, remembering what all he did to me, it isn't so disgusting when I look to Hiltz, because I let him do that...But Prozen took me at a mere ankle biting child, and turned me into...Into THIS...
Even as I am focused on Prozen I can't help but compare Van to him and Hiltz. Those two maniacs wanted control over everything on Zi. Whether by taking control of Zoid eve, or the military, they still have the same damn ambition and fucked up dream. They want to have superior reign over this little damn planet, with the only thing on it of interest is the Zoids.
But Van, nope he's nothing like them. In my opinion he was a kid looking for something to do, or more like trouble. While on his 'adventures' he stumbled upon the military, made friends, and after the whole DeathSaurer thing was said and done with, he was more than happy to join the ranks. Also he has a passion, no a lust, to pilot zoids, its his 'high', the thing he most enjoys and has his heart racing everyday, something that makes others look up to him.
It just so happens that that lustful passion of his, is what makes him a better pilot than me. I'll never tell him though, that I admit he has a skill where I just use anger and knowledge to fuel my power...Looking down at my hands, the intensive scarring there, it doesn't make my blood boil in rage like it used to. I think I made silent amends with him last night. Stupid I know, but that's how it seems to me. These scars represent him in many ways, how he's better than me, how good triumphs over evil, how I underestimated him, and even how much he's seemed to mean to me.
When I'm alone, and pissed at Hiltz, or recuperating from one of his 'play' sessions I'd take a trip down memory lane. I'd get siked up, and make my self believe I'm out for revenge, when in fact I think I've been using them as a means of escaping Hiltz.
You know what, I didn't show or say anything about these damned scars to Van...I'm ashamed of them, I let them happen, and I've let them fuel my anger for so long. They're what made me so focused on him for the last year...Even thinking over the past year or so, since I seen him for the first time after he defeated me, I realize that almost every time I've ever talked, he's been mentioned at least once. He's always been the center of my attention, I've used him as a scapegoat for my anger and frustration.
Sighing to even more frustration, I've decided its best to think of how I'm going to respond to him later. That is if I even do, I wouldn't put it past him to pack up and leave, cause I'd sure as hell would if I were him, plus I've done it before anyways.
But, that little fucking kiss of his has blown my mind out of proportion! Just that one small, experimental, somewhat sensual act has turned my mind and logic into a pile of ruble. Of course that was the best thing that has ever happened to me, I still shouldn't be in such a fucking mess! I think I'd say he's brainwashed me, or some other damn thing of that sort, but I cant...Oh god, if only I could know...I'd really like to know what the fucking hell I'm supposed to do now!?!?
I can still feel a tingle down my spine, remember the speed and erratic rhythm of my heart as he kissed me. I can't explain it, but I don't feel the same as I did yesterday...He's done something to me, and to be truthful, for once, I'm not pissed at that fact. Also, for the knowledge of truth, I don't think I'm going to be able to let go of Van Flyheight quite so easily as I had originally thought I could have.
With that last demented thought, I get up carefully and grab the towel. -(A/N:^^ OO Yepee, a naked bishonen! I'm drooling over here! *_* dazed look ) - Feeling strange in a place I'd least expect such a feeling, I look down and find myself aroused. Damnit! This is the first time ever in my whole fucking miserable life have I ever become aroused without force...
Sighing again, I know I have to and need to, get rid of this problem that has developed. So with interest, fascination, and frustration, of the fact my first ever hard-on was by Van Flyheight, I head to the bedroom.
*~*Van*~*
Stepping out of the shower, my mind and logic are all in turmoil. Raven didn't say anything to me, and I'm not sure what he thought of it. First off, why the hell did I kiss him in the first place!? I'm loosing it, I really am, but I'm even more crazy for enjoying the damn kiss!
Thought, I did feel him kissing me back, that's got to bee a good sign, right? But, but why would he do that? I know it wasn't a hallucination or figment of my imagination...Does he actually like me back? No, there's no way in hell Raven could like me, all he's ever shown me was hate and anger....Well that was till yesterday, but he could have had his head injured by Ambient and Specular, and didn't know it...
What if he only kissed back because his body is like on automatic responding!? Like with Prozen or Hiltz, he said he would revert and know nothing of what happened to him when he did...But then that would mean I'm no better than either of those two bastards! Oh fuck, I feel so terrible, I used him...Though I'm surprised he didn't punch the hell out of me when he snapped out of it...
Fuck him, he's so confusing and has gotten me so frustrated over this!
Though when I think back to when I was leaving his room...Yeah I needed to think, but the ache and bulge in my pants had me needing release, and RIGHT THEN. I'm sure as hell glad I was able to leave without him noticing. That would have been real embarrassing to explain to him.
Pulling on a fresh pair of 'normal' clothes, for once not one of my uniforms...Just a pair of black pants and a gray T-shirt, actually quite plain, but exactly what I wanted to wear. Falling onto the bed, I stared at the ceiling for at least an hour. Finally, I somehow snapped out of my dreamy state, and realized what time it was. Practically noon, that means lunchtime! But first I have some unfinished business left to attend to with Raven. Maybe, just maybe, he doesn't hate me, and will let me treat him to lunch!
Walking down the hallway was nerve wracking...What if he'd try and shoot me, or do nothing but lock me out?
Those fears were drenched when I reached the door knob, and it opened up easily for me. Apparently he'd unlocked it for me, because when I left, it was locked... "Raven?" I called lightly, practically whispering for some unknown reason. Not getting an answer immediately, I take a few steps inside, and closed the door.
"You are crazy..." I heard a low, almost tired voice say to me, and I couldn't help but smirk. Sounds like he's trying to crack a joke on me.
"Are 'we' being sarcastic?" I asked, feigning shock to him, causing him to smirk slightly, as I stepped over to him where he was laid out on his bed.
"No, stating fact...You came back, you have got to be crazy." I didn't know how to respond to that remark, was he trying to tell me he didn't want me here? If so, he'd made my heart chip a bit, an ache appearing in my chest that wasn't there a minute ago.
"What do you mean by that?" I ask, wanting a straight answer from him this time.
"You had your chance to run, that's what I mean...Yet you decided to com back here, and confront me again..." Raven answered, his voice sounding almost defeated, but unmistakably there was frustration straining in it as well.
"Oh, but I couldn't resist...Had to come back..." I wasn't making a hell of a lot of sense, but he seemed to get the underlying message. Though his next question got me by surprise.
"What are we going to do Van?" Now that was a real shocker. He just asked about 'US', and used my first name in sincerity.
"I don't know about in the long time future, but right now, I'd like to buy ya lunch, if you don't mind that is." I told him, feeling overwhelmingly excited, as he slowly got up from the bed. The blue jeans, and dark blue T-shirt he was wearing, hung lightly loose on him frame, hiding his bandages and injuries.
Taking my first good glance around the room, I noticed Shadow appparently hadn't returned yet, and I was deadly curious. "Where's Shadow? Wouldn't he want to see us making up?" I questioned and seem a ghost of a smile appear on his lips, as he turned to look out the balcony doors.
"To find Hiltz..." He'd paused, probably not sure what to tell me, or why. But why the hell would he won't Shadow to find Hiltz!? That bastard's only going to do to Raven what he has been, or finally kill him! If I were to ever find or see that red headed son of a bitch I'd...My ranting was stopped by Raven who sighed and finished his broke sentence. "And to get my Geno-breaker back...The bastards going to have it taken from under his nose..." Ha, I knew Raven was good, and as long as he's not going back to Hiltz, I'm happy.
Suddenly I notice him looking at me really strangely, and I realize he'd said something to me. "What? Sorry, spaced out for a moment..." I replied shyly, knowing my face had to have gone red in embarrassment.
"I noticed...I thought you mentioned 'you' buying 'us' lunch?" I know I was grinning wildly, as I intertwined my arm with him, and started to lead him out the room.
*~*Raven*~*
When he came in, I heard him call my name, and my heart did some kind of crazy flip floppy shit. But I didn't respond right away, trying to get my self under control first off. But when I did, I called him crazy, because he was, for returning! He walked over to me, and leaned over the bed and looked at me, even though I was laid out nicely on the bed.
(I know my body still was still feeling mildly exhausted after I had my first real orgasm earlier.)
After I told him he was crazy for coming back, I couldn't help but see the look of confusion, and...hurt? That was on his face, and I couldn't stand it, so I explained. After that, his face lit up with a glow all its own, and his next remark was in a sensual, husky voice, sending a chill of pleasure down my spine. Thought not totally a coherent thought, it was still like a burden lifting off my chest.
"What are we going to do Van?" I seen the shock, seems he wasn't totally sure about 'us' but he sure as hell better know now.
At the prospect of a free meal, and with him, I had to agree to it. Maybe he wasn't making a big deal out of this, but I think I am. Seems he's really gotten to me, more than I'd like to admit, but for the first time, I don't care.
The next thing I know, he grabbed my arm in one of those damn 'lets go to the prom' grips. But being unaware, he practically drug me to the door and down the hall. "Damn it...Give me warning next time you 'pull me along' somewhere!" He was laughing at me after that...Then I realize I just actually 'cracked a joke' as he called it...Apparently he's starting to rub off on me.
"Come on! You've got to be famished too...I know I'm starved!" Van declared and his stomach growled to highlight his statement.
"Whatever...You'll live long enough to..." I stopped mid sentence when he stopped suddenly and I ran into him. I was about to cuss him to kingdom come, for that, since he ended up elbowing me in my sore as hell ribs...But looking up, I noticed just why he'd stopped.
At the bottom of the bottom of the stairs, looking out of the large window of the restaurant part of the place, was Lt.Shubaltz...The one that has that annoying DiBison and computer A.I. rigged into it. "Damn." I breathed out, getting air to come back to my lungs, after Van accidentally winded me.
"Well...They know I'm here...My blade liger can't be hard to find, its right in the forest on the edge of town..." Flyheight whispered, as he slowly led us back upstairs, and into my room.
"You can get out of here, just jump the wall outside, and go through the forest to where it is...Blondie would never know, until you were to far gone." I tried to tell him, but he's to stubborn, he shook his head furiously.
"No. I'm not running away from him! Not to mention I paid for my room for 4 days! And I don't got time for a refund!" That hurt, but I guess he wasn't thinking straight, he wouldn't be worried about me, now would he? I should've known better, but no! I'm just to wrapped up in my own little fantasy world to even realize... "...And you...I-I ain't leaving you here either, not hurt! If Thomas found you, he'd have the whole Imperial army here in minutes, and you'd be probably put on death charges...I couldn't let that happen." Well, if I'd ever heard something beautiful, then that was it. I almost wanted to cry, but I couldn't, no, I've never cried since I got tooken by Prozen. I don't think I'll ever be able to.
But that statement, had me smiling lightly, as I squeezed his hand slightly. He beamed, that beautiful glow of his, damn it, I've become attached to him, that's not good for the cause, now is it?
*~*Van*~*
Why!? Why does one of them have to show up, when I've just made friends, maybe more than friends with Raven! Damn them, damn everything! Nothing goes my way now does it?
Feeling a squeeze of my hand, I seen him smiling! I wanted to melt to the floor, and kiss him senseless...Wait! Where the hell did that come from? Well, thinking about it, it sounds better and better, the longer I think about it! Snickering slightly, I get my mind back on the task at hand.
"How can I get out of here...Wait! Thomas wasn't at the base, so, what if he doesn't know I've gone missing!? Maybe he's not here for me! But then what would he be here for?" I was stumped, I knew Thomas was on some mission, at least 100 miles away from here, so why'd he be in Red Sand? This was giving me a headache.
"The meeting council...About a dozen soldiers, and other officers are to be holding a council over the possibilities and such about Hiltz...That's why he's here, I remember, I was suppose to be bombing this place, but then Hiltz changed his mind, for some reason...I'd actually expected the older Schubaltz to be here, or you...Not the klutz with the D-bison." Raven stated, and I nodded, yes, I was supposed to attend! But I guess since my little 'disappearing act', they sent Thomas instead. Go figure.
"Well...Any ideas?" I asked, while looking out the balcony doors, trying to think of a way, the both of us could get out of here...
"I'll stall him...I'll act my part, Lt. Andrews of the Republic. Give me enough time, you get the blade liger, and be on the ready...I can make it down to the end of town, saying I'm just going for a walk, and meet you there. But if you hear shots, you leave then...You can't afford to be seen by the blonde klutz, with me..." Raven rationalized, and I was awestruck. Wow, does he think up things like that, often!? Spur of the moment, such great plans...But wait! He said shots be heard!?
" If I hear shots, I'm coming to get you. End of story, now, Lt. Andrews, get into your uniform and get downstairs!" I had to say with a small shove, and he grunted at me, I guess a bit unsettled by my announcement. I told ya, I'll do anything for the lavender eyed menace. My lavender eyed menace...I don't care what ever happens, I've gotten to know Raven better than anyone, and understand him better...How come he ever opened up to me, I've got not a clue, but I'm glad someone up there, has given him a chance.
"Get going. That bimbo isn't blind, just stupid...He'll eventually notice who I am." Hm, he's definitely not happy with my choice. Soooo I mind my business and head for the balcony, but not before I have one thing to get off my mind.
"Raven...When we get to, where ever we're going, we're still gonna have lunch, right?" I had to ask, and said man, turned around to look at me, nodding. I beamed happily, as I jumped from the balcony, landing perfectly on the ground, only to make a mad dash through the forest. Oh, how much fun, running through trees, and bushes, getting scratched up...Reminds me of the times with Zeke and Fiona, running away from IRVINE. Oi, how did we ever become friends, after he nearly KILLED us?
Oh wait, its even worse with Raven, ha. Ironic eh? How you make friends, with the very enemy, and people who have wanted your blood? Well, I think it is, even if its a morbid kind of thoughts.
Well, finally, I can say I've ran the fastest, ever in my life...Without someone hot on my tail, I might add. I must have ran 2 miles, in less than 9 minutes, boy am I proud of my self! Anyways, looking up at my buddy, and partner, the Blade Liger, I smile. "Well, you might not be to happy about out tag along, boy. But you'll have to make due, K?" He growled in confirmation, isn't he sweet? I'm being sarcastic
Getting into the cockpit, everything lights up, and comes to life, I can almost feel the sleepiness one has when their bored, ebb away from the Liger. Wow pal, were ya lonely? He usually does get lonely without Zeke, I guess, I mean really. We look around an overly large tree in out way, and see a single figure walking toward us. Upon closer inspection, said person has a long trench coat on, and a uniform on, topped off with a hat stuffed over their head, hiding their face. Ha, a little suspicious aren't we, Raven?
He's about a half mile off, and he starts to make a mad dash toward the forest. Wow, I never knew the guy could move, THAT fast. I mean, he's here in under 2 minutes! You can say, I'm jealous, really. But upon closer inspection, I realize that someone is fast approaching him, and he jumps into the foliage.
Opening the hatch, he jumps in, at the same time, throwing his trench coat away. "Go. Some loony Imperialist lieutenant is after me, I swear he's after the uniform, not my natural good looks." Wow, where did the sense of humor come from?
"If he is, then man is he blind..." I mumble under my breath, but I swear Raven heard me, cause he grunted something along the lines of, "Whatever." So I kick the Liger in high gear, and we're speeding off toward the West Sea board. I hear the best towns are there, and they have little need to look into things concerning the Imperial and Republic. So, we're better off there, anyway.
The whole trip was in relative silence, but don't get me wrong, it wasn't uncomfortable. Actually, I think Raven was asleep part of the journey, but don't tell him, I know so. :) But as we entered the new little West Sea town of Salt Sands, Korny name if ya ask me... we drop off the Blade Liger at some abandoned lot, and got him to lay down, so he couldn't be seen to easily.
"Well, shall we?" I ask, as we enter this restaurant called 'Ethnic Cafe', sounded pretty neat. Oh, and if you're wondering if we ever changed clothes, we did. Don't ask how, lets just say, two guys in a small cockpit, changing clothes, is, pretty interesting. We're now wearing clothes that are well, more of 'going out' material. Casual shirt, and jeans, both of us wearing our combat boots...Go figure.
"Yea, lets get fed, I'm actually hungry." Oh boy, he does speak! I mean really, two hours of silence, does drive a guy a little crazy!
I'll tell you what, when we went to order, they had everything from around the Zi! This place was awesome, lets just say, I ordered a little bit of everything! Raven wasn't to happy about my glutton skills, but he stayed quiet, making the occasional face or two.
"Boy, I'm STUFFED!" I declared after a desert I never even heard of before. It was some sort of pie, stuffed with all sorts of fruit and such, yum.
"You should be, I think you ate away my whole wallet..." What? I'm not that bad, it was only what, 31.56 or something like that...Not as bad as I usually have to pay, anywhere else, back during the war, everything costed like 1.5X more. Sheesh! After coming outta my mindless thoughts, I realize I've got something on my upper lip, and so I look for a napkin...DAMN! Just when you need one too, they up and disappear on you. "Um, Van. You've got a piece of pie on your lip..." Thanks for telling me NOW.
"Yeah, but I can't find a freaking napkin...Man!" About to just wipe it off with the back of my hand, Raven leans over, and kisses or, more like licks the bit of pie off my lip and nose...Ha, didn't know that was there. But back to this dramatic event, I was speechless, and he just gave a faint smile.
"Well, you couldn't find a napkin, and it looked to good to pass up..." Wow, surprised by Raven, what for the hundredth time, today? :P He's really changing, in front of my very eyes!
"Hm, to bad you don't have any crumbs for my to clean up. To bad..." I feign disappointment, as we exit the restaurant, hands somehow finding themselves intertwined...That happened totally on its own, I SWEAR!
So ya know, 75 dollars was wasted in a hotel room, back in Red Sands, and now we've gotta find a new place to camp out. If it were just me, I could easily sleep in the Liger, but I doubt Raven would appreciate sleeping together, in a small, cramped cockpit together...On second thought, I don't think that's such a bad idea...Boy, am I letting my thoughts drift...again.
*~*Raven*~*
"Hey Raven, this hotel looks good! I mean, I got the money for a hotel room here, a single room for...like 4 days, I guess...What do ya say? You could have the bed, and I'd take the couch, or maybe we could get a double room. If its not to expensive!" Oh no, another bright idea...But of course the promise of a warm place to stay, a bed to sleep in, and the fact I don't got to pay, is very promising.
"Sure." I think he took that answer a little to excitedly...What can make him THAT energetic? I can only slightly smile at his childish bouncing around, it is quite amusing. So upon entering the hotel, which wasn't anything fancy, but not a rat trap, it had a homey look to it. Homey...What a word, I only figure it would feel homey to any other whom enters, of course I've never had a real home, or experienced any form of a comforting setting, unless you include staying with Shadow...Or this past day.
"Oh wow! Sure, so a single king bedroom, for 5 nights!" I can hear Van suddenly talking again. I must have spaced out, which is interesting, since I've never done that since the days back when my had laid dormant...~
Hot, searing sand stung his face as he trudged through the desert, all he could see around him, was sand, and more sand...It was a barren wasteland of sorts, and only a single figure moved, for miles around.
Numb and naive, that's the only words that could describe how he felt, he knew not of where he was, where he was heading, or what he was doing...It was as if he'd been switched to automatic pilot, for 4 straight years...
He'd been severely undernourished, dehydrated, and badly injured from his dream like attacks on bases...
He could remember Shadow never far away from him, and as he approached a base, the organoid would be right there to help him along on an attack. Of course the black organoid had once tried to stop his master from such attacks, but it didn't matter, Raven kept on.
It was as if he'd been brainwashed and didn't care, as if he were a zombie doing someone else's bidding...But that all changed, on one particular night...The night Shadow stole a Redler and he, a DarkHorn.
"Attack. ATTACK! All men to the west side immediately! Unidentified Zoid approaching at top speeds!" Someone on an intercom yelled over the entire base.
Zoids ran in all different directions around him, he sat idly in the DarkHorn, waiting for an opening, a spot where he'd catch all the soldiers in a deftly attack. Shadow was the decoy, the Redly flew over the North wall and into the adjacent South compound wall. A smoldering corpse of the once zoid, was left in a flaming heap.
"DECOY! All Arms on alert!" That was the moment, throwing the DarkHorn into full power, he mowed himself in the middle of the base, and opened fire on all the stunned soldiers around him. Most caught by surprise, or in the midst of realization.
All around him, mangled zoids and humans lay, everything looked like a haze, everything he'd seen before. Everything he hated to do, he hated killing, he hated seeing the blood and the people there, dead...Yet he had continued to do such things, for no reason...
From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of two zoids, approaching him at full throttle. Blue...He couldn't figure out what exactly it was, until it was right upon him. The blue Zoid pouncing upon his DarkHorn, and looking it in the eyes, as if daring it to make a move...
Trapped, he was trapped! He hated that feeling, all instincts told him to move, get away. Get away from this threat, a threat he knew...Looking into the cockpit of the opposing zoid, he saw the determined, hard onyx eyes...Van Flyheight.
Suddenly the fuzziness and numbness he'd felt was lifting. Breaking away, wafting from his mind as if dust, being brushed away...Something snapped, instincts flared, and he fought hard. Without realizing what had happened, he was upon his feet, he'd thrown the blade liger into its partner, Di-Bison.
"RAVEN!" A voice flared in anger, over the intercom. That name...He knew it, it was his name! In the seconds his guard was down, the Liger and Di-Bison had attack him, tearing his DarkHorn apart. The entire left side was paralyzed.
He panic, he was corner, caught. "No." He firmly told himself, no he could not be captured. He remembered now, everything, all of it, every detail he'd tried to hide in the recesses of his mind. And it hurt, deeply, the pain and fear he'd felt since childhood had come back in a ferocious torrent.
His parents' deaths, Prozen, Hiltz, Van...His defeat and near death 4 years prior...All the hate he'd had buried, now resurface. It focused it all in front of him, fed his hate, into a plane, and used it to dig himself out of the hole he was in.
Snapping his right gun barrel off of his very back, the DarkHorn held it in its mouth. The Blade Liger's Pilot, as well as the Di-Bison's, looked perplexed, almost humored by his panicked actions. Firing the gun, until it was out of ammo, he'd successfully hit both enemy zoids a few times, and made them retreat slightly.
He knew he couldn't escape, yet he was compelled to try. He'd never given up, not now, not to the enemy, not to Van, not while THEY watched...
"You can't escape us now, Raven!" It was him, the same boy who'd defeated him many times prior, he was facing him now, his cockpit open as he stand on the edge, looking at him, yet he was no boy, not anymore. Features much more mature, shoulders broad, body muscular and well built...hair unruly and spiked, pulled back into a pony tail, as always.
Also now at the edge of his cockpit, Raven stood there, glaring at his rival, since the age of 12, he stayed silent.
"Come ON! You can't be serious, you're surrounded, give in already...I thought you were already DEAD!" Behind the exasperation, he could feel the despair seep into those words.
"You can't defeat me that easily, even in death, I would arise to face you once more in battle, Flyheight!" He yelled, now a smirk curling his lips. Yes, he'd never give up his fight, his fight for revenge...A revenge he'd someone forgotten the purpose of, but in the end, he wanted revenge of his parents' deaths and for what Prozen had made him into. "SHADOW!" He bellowed, and as soon as the name escaped his lips, Van tensed, and his silver organoid, Zeke flew forward, to fend off his own black one.
"NO! You can't escape!" Van cried in dismay, as Shadow swooped down, and captured Raven with the wire like tentacles, to be enclosed and encased inside it's very chest...Raven remember, he was FREE once again.~
Shaking his head of his thoughts, Raven looked over to Van, who was looking happily at the card in his hands. The key card to their hotel room, he guessed.
"What's the room number?" He asked half heartedly, memories and thoughts rampaging through his head.
"637...Its a king bed, so we can both get the bed! And I only paid for a single sized room! I think the desk clerk has a...thing for me." He giggled, oh really? I could only glare at the desk clerk, who was a handsome man of about 24 or so, light brown hair, a well built body, a little taller than Van, with dark blue eyes...The man looked at Raven as he and his companion were making there way toward the stairs, and gulped at the fixed glare he'd received from the cold, daring lilac eyes.
Upon entering the hotel room, he noticed it wasn't to fancy. A large bed sat in the middle of the left side, a T.V. adjacent to it, a small table in the far left corner, a couch beside the T.V., with a microwave and small ice box close to the door. Oh, and a small doorway, he figured led to the bathroom, and closet, resided on the right side of the door, when it was closed.
He was tired, and his head hurt, he knew if he went to bed, he wouldn't sleep, at least not well...He'd be riddled with nightmares again, as he usually was. From anything from his child hood, the remembrance of his parents' deaths, his time with Prozen, and/or with Hiltz...It didn't matter, his mind always fount something to torture him about.
With a sigh, he threw his bag into the corner, and began to undress. He'd try his best at sleep...
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OH MY GOD! I AM SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SORRY FOR HAVING THIS BE THIS LATE!! I mean really! I've had a lot of family problems and such, my brother is gravely ill, and I've been to wrapped up in spending as much time with him as I can! Since I don't know how much time I've got left to spend with him, then there's all my college stuff I've had to do before the summer! I'm seriously thinking of not going back this year, and waiting a year before I go back to my Junior year, since I'm so behind on everything...
Plus me and my mom aren't seeing eye to eye anymore, and we're arguing and not in the best of a mother-daughter relationship at the moment, even though I'm grown!
Well, anyways, hope you liked this chapter, I've already started on the 4th chappie!
LOVES YA ALL!
~DeathScytheAngel.