Chap. Four
The world has moved on. Kahn-Tang. The world has moved on... Please Raven... I know you wont...
The words echoed in Raven's head, softly at first. Then, as he was readying to fire his partial beam into his dream, the echo became a war-like shriek. The voices overlapped each other in a thunderous war for power. Raven suddenly found himself standing in a field, a bright line of light searing toward him. The light reached him, and he felt his body thrown back with the power of it.
He woke up, breaking out in a sweat, his whole body trembling. He had never experienced such a vivid dream. He lay at the feet of his Genobreaker, camped over twenty miles from the house that Fenix lived in. He sat up, hunched over, and held his head in his shaking hands. Why had that dream plagued him? And why was he out chasing that mysterious girl?
Raven decided he would answer these questions later, and proceed to climb back into the Breakers cockpit. He wouldn't be getting any more sleep the rest of the night, and he minds as well had moved out. He had just started to get going when over twenty desert Hel Cats stormed out of the blackness of the desert.
Raven was completely taken off guard. /The world has moved on/ Apparently that also went for himself. He had moved on. He relied too much on the sights of the Breaker. He hadn't seen the Hel Cats until they merged from the blackness. The one in the lead was slightly larger than all the rest. Apparently the leader, too, as it charged at Raven. But it stopped only yards away. Then the attack came, not from the front, but from the sides. Two Hel Cats had circled round and were now attacking from the sides. Raven put the shield up, but he was too late for the damage the Hel Cats had caused.
Then, as if on signal, the whole mob attacked. Zoid upon Zoid piled on the Breaker, smothering it beneath them. Raven took his anger, confusion, and hate out on the Zoids, his pent up anger enough to throw the attackers off him. He started to charge the beam, but a Cat knocked the Breaker's neck, and the beam hit the ground harmlessly. After the knock, Raven suffered a severe cut on his arm, from the shattered cockpit. There was heavy fire from behind, and Raven was jarred forward.
The Hel Cats backed away as the Geno fell to its knees, gave a fetal roar of anger, defeat, and loss, and toppled to its side. even with this, the Hel Cats stayed where they were, not moving. That is, until a mighty roar from behind them, perhaps miles away, broke through the crowd. The Cats scattered to the four winds, leaving a broken Breaker and a broken Raven in their wake.
(*-Later-*)
Raven woke up gradually. He looked around, but couldn't move his head too much. Every time he did, he felt sharp pangs of mind-jarring pain run down his spine. When he tried to move his hand, he felt a much more intense pain. Slowly but surly, he pushed the pain away, and used his teeth to rip a shred of his shirt sleeve, then tried to wrap it around his wrist. He gritted his teeth in pain, but continued to wrap his wrist best he could.
There were a few more minutes of excruciating pain, and then Raven heard a guttural growl from behind him. Only seconds later, an amber dragon Zoid, balancing on its only two legs,(its arms really) with a giant hooked parrot beak. Its body was that of a skeleton, it's heavy bone tail balancing its skull head, lumbered out in front of him. Its heavy head lowered, until one of its flame red eyes was staring directly into his own.
"Well, lookee here. Likkle auld Raven found 'is way inter a mess."
"You were following me?" Raven's voice was week, but he had a hint of anger thrown in.
"No, I wasn't following you. I was going to go on an adventure of my own, you know, because you said I couldn't go with you. So I'll just be adventuring my way on over there. I'll see you when I see you." Fenix smiled to herself. She turned her Zoid and started to walk off. But before she got far, she heard what she wanted to hear.
"Wait," Raven's weak voice barely carried over the intercom. "Wait, help me." Raven had never said those two words and meant them like he did now. There was no way that he would make it far as injured as he was.
"'Tis music to me ears, matey. Now, hows about telling me what I'm to wait for?"
Raven looked at the big amber beast. A right Zoid if he ever saw one. He scowled at Fenix, which took every ounce of strength, and answered shortly. "Me. My injuries." There was no time to reply, as Raven's head lolled onto his chest. He had passed out from the pain. Fenix just shook her head. A great warrior, she was once told, never fades away.
It appeared that the saying was wrong. Slowly, like the world moving on, Raven was moving on into the forgotten realm of Heroes and Villains. He was moving on.
Kahn.
The world has moved on. Kahn-Tang. The world has moved on... Please Raven... I know you wont...
The words echoed in Raven's head, softly at first. Then, as he was readying to fire his partial beam into his dream, the echo became a war-like shriek. The voices overlapped each other in a thunderous war for power. Raven suddenly found himself standing in a field, a bright line of light searing toward him. The light reached him, and he felt his body thrown back with the power of it.
He woke up, breaking out in a sweat, his whole body trembling. He had never experienced such a vivid dream. He lay at the feet of his Genobreaker, camped over twenty miles from the house that Fenix lived in. He sat up, hunched over, and held his head in his shaking hands. Why had that dream plagued him? And why was he out chasing that mysterious girl?
Raven decided he would answer these questions later, and proceed to climb back into the Breakers cockpit. He wouldn't be getting any more sleep the rest of the night, and he minds as well had moved out. He had just started to get going when over twenty desert Hel Cats stormed out of the blackness of the desert.
Raven was completely taken off guard. /The world has moved on/ Apparently that also went for himself. He had moved on. He relied too much on the sights of the Breaker. He hadn't seen the Hel Cats until they merged from the blackness. The one in the lead was slightly larger than all the rest. Apparently the leader, too, as it charged at Raven. But it stopped only yards away. Then the attack came, not from the front, but from the sides. Two Hel Cats had circled round and were now attacking from the sides. Raven put the shield up, but he was too late for the damage the Hel Cats had caused.
Then, as if on signal, the whole mob attacked. Zoid upon Zoid piled on the Breaker, smothering it beneath them. Raven took his anger, confusion, and hate out on the Zoids, his pent up anger enough to throw the attackers off him. He started to charge the beam, but a Cat knocked the Breaker's neck, and the beam hit the ground harmlessly. After the knock, Raven suffered a severe cut on his arm, from the shattered cockpit. There was heavy fire from behind, and Raven was jarred forward.
The Hel Cats backed away as the Geno fell to its knees, gave a fetal roar of anger, defeat, and loss, and toppled to its side. even with this, the Hel Cats stayed where they were, not moving. That is, until a mighty roar from behind them, perhaps miles away, broke through the crowd. The Cats scattered to the four winds, leaving a broken Breaker and a broken Raven in their wake.
(*-Later-*)
Raven woke up gradually. He looked around, but couldn't move his head too much. Every time he did, he felt sharp pangs of mind-jarring pain run down his spine. When he tried to move his hand, he felt a much more intense pain. Slowly but surly, he pushed the pain away, and used his teeth to rip a shred of his shirt sleeve, then tried to wrap it around his wrist. He gritted his teeth in pain, but continued to wrap his wrist best he could.
There were a few more minutes of excruciating pain, and then Raven heard a guttural growl from behind him. Only seconds later, an amber dragon Zoid, balancing on its only two legs,(its arms really) with a giant hooked parrot beak. Its body was that of a skeleton, it's heavy bone tail balancing its skull head, lumbered out in front of him. Its heavy head lowered, until one of its flame red eyes was staring directly into his own.
"Well, lookee here. Likkle auld Raven found 'is way inter a mess."
"You were following me?" Raven's voice was week, but he had a hint of anger thrown in.
"No, I wasn't following you. I was going to go on an adventure of my own, you know, because you said I couldn't go with you. So I'll just be adventuring my way on over there. I'll see you when I see you." Fenix smiled to herself. She turned her Zoid and started to walk off. But before she got far, she heard what she wanted to hear.
"Wait," Raven's weak voice barely carried over the intercom. "Wait, help me." Raven had never said those two words and meant them like he did now. There was no way that he would make it far as injured as he was.
"'Tis music to me ears, matey. Now, hows about telling me what I'm to wait for?"
Raven looked at the big amber beast. A right Zoid if he ever saw one. He scowled at Fenix, which took every ounce of strength, and answered shortly. "Me. My injuries." There was no time to reply, as Raven's head lolled onto his chest. He had passed out from the pain. Fenix just shook her head. A great warrior, she was once told, never fades away.
It appeared that the saying was wrong. Slowly, like the world moving on, Raven was moving on into the forgotten realm of Heroes and Villains. He was moving on.
Kahn.