Amy's First Kiss
Intro
By: Sci-Fi-Raptor
Disclaimer: I Don't own Zoids
Hi, my name is RZ-1990. Well, that's my ID number at the Academy. You get used to being called by that, because if they called everyone by their real name, at least ten different heads would turn, and the whole school would be in a mess. So they call us by our ID number and we just had to get used to it. My birth name is Crass Fisheye. I was born on the Moon, in the NASA Academy for Deep Space Research (NASAADSR for short…yeah, short). My parents were both scientists that worked there, and I grew up there. When I was young, I met a kid my age named Victor. He was a Terran, and said he came from a place called Mexico. I've never seen anything on Terra, but he and my parents told me that it was once a very beautiful place, but got soiled because of all the pollution. The only places left untainted are the deserts and arctic tundra, and though they may be harsh, they have their own beauty. I've seen a few pictures of them, and I can't refute that…
So Victor and I grew up, watching all the shuttle missions to the outer planets, wanting to become one of those Astronauts and go into the abyss. But things went really wild when the eggheads discovered faster than light travel. I don't really understand how it works, but it sounds like you teleport or something. Then they discovered other planets with advanced and thriving civilizations on them, and we started negotiations. In a few short years, we made alliances with them, and started colonizing our and nearby solar systems. Unfortunately, we also made some enemies.
It's really a shame, we could have been friends. But they just have this thing against us, and for some reason want to destroy us, and anything else that doesn't look like them (including people of their own race that looked different, but, until recently, we weren't innocent of that ourselves). So as I was saying, we became enemies with them, and we got advanced all of a sudden. Man back in the day, if you wanted to take something from the moon to Uranus, you'd have to strap it in a shuttle, and wait 10 months for it to get there (if you were lucky enough that it actually got there). Nowadays, we just put it in this weird looking ship and zap! It's there.
So anyway, Victor and I grew up wanting to be pilots, and since we lived in the Academy, and our parents were workers there, we had an easy start. But it was hell getting where we got, and eventually, we were certified pilots. So here we are, getting ready to go into uncharted space, on that adventure that we've been dreaming of since we were kids. But I gotta tell ya, even though I've been dreaming of this moment all my life, I'm scared. But I'm pretending to all brave just to look cool in front of Victor. He's gonna pilot the transport ship with all the equipment in it, while I pilot the scout/defense ship. I actually wanted to have his ship (both of us did) cause its really cool and high tech, but I got stuck with this ship cause I seemed to have a natural talent for the HES (hostile environment suit). It's this nifty patch that goes on your hand, and when you, it or the ship thinks that you're in danger, this suit comes out of it, and its so cool! I'd tell you about this now journal, but we're about to launch, and I gotta get prepped. So until we land, see ya later!
"So…um tell me again why our ships are combined again?" I asked Victor.
"Bro… how many times have I told you this?"
"Lets see… ten!" I said. His sweat dropped.
"Alright… our ships are attached to each other, so that if anything goes wrong with the fold-space generator, we'll both end up in the same place. The reason is, my ship can figure out where we are, but it can't really defend us if we go into hostile territory, so your ship has to be there to defend us."
"Oh…" I said, still not sure why. "But why don't they put weapons on your ship, and the computer stuff in mine?"
"Cause, bro, the generators can only fold a certain volume, and if we tried to synthesis both ships, it wouldn't fit."
"Oh… that sucks…"
"Well, launch is in ten minutes, so we should board our ships" said Victor.
"Ya. See you soon man!" I said, and gave him a high five.
"You too amigo!" he said. "And Crass…"
"Yeah Victor?"
"No matter what happens, I want you to know that you was one of the coolest people I've ever known"
"Really?" I said, and started getting teary. I always break down with long goodbyes. Especially when it seems like I'm never gonna see someone again.
"Yeah bro… and stop crying man. That's embarrassing." I stopped, and we boarded our ships. I never noticed someone picking up my journal off the ground, that I dropped by accident, who started chuckling while he was listening to the history part.
We prepped our ships, and were ready to launch. Victor was piloting a Titan XI. It looked like a black metallic scarab beetle, but with the legs folded under it and with twin ion boosters in the back. It was a research/ reconnaissance vehicle with sub-/ultraspace radar, long-range detection and broadcasting equipment, warp computers, surface and orbiting analyzing equipment, jamming and intercepting equipment, and light defense. I don't know too much about it, except that it cost more than my ship to build. My ship is a Herculean X2. It looks like an Apache assault helicopter (but much larger), but most of the weapons are hidden. It has four multidirectional, rapid fire double ER PPC's (two mounted on the bottom of the wings, and top on the top of the wings, which were normally covered by a heat shield during takeoff and landing), two multi directional heavy naval gauss cannons (one hidden on each side of the cockpit) quasi-multidirectional long-range heavy lasers (two hidden in each side of the cockpit), a forward facing missile pod array (hidden beneath the cockpit) that could fire LMR's (long range missile), SMR's (short-range missile), or a NARC homing beacon. [By hidden I meant that they were normally inside the ship, but popped out when in use] It also had an internal cloaking device, nuclear (cold fusion) reactor, navigational equipment, orbital satellite receiver and launcher (basically, I could launch a satellite to orbit the planet I was on, and get instant information about any particular area, such as topography, wind patterns, weather, etc. from it). It also had a storage room where I kept my HEV's (hostile environment vehicles). I had a Jenner IIC (light recon), Kodiak (heavy assault), Diashi (heavy assault), MadCat (medium assault with limited flight capability), a Harrier IIC (the modern version of the Harrier. It had space flight capabilities), and an ATT (amphibious troop transport. It was capable of carrying one HEV, and up to eight people). All of them had an internal nuclear reactor, cloaking and hologram device (a hologram would cover each HEV to make it look like it was something from that planet, so I could easily move about undetected), and an extra spot for the person on the other ship.
"Bravo 2484, are you ready for go" said the Command Center.
"Bravo 2484 ready for go" said Victor. He had control of both ships while we were traveling, but I would detach when we arrived at our destination.
"Bravo 2484 you are clear for go." said the Command Center.
"Bravo 2484 initiating launch sequence" said Victor, and unlatched us from the flight deck. I looked out of my cockpit, and saw Delta 2498 launching. Their ships were pointing in the direction they were headed, and then pop! They just vanished.
"Bravo 2484 launching from Lunar Base 001 in T-minus 30" said Victor.
"Acknowledged" said the Command Center. "You are due back to Lunar Base 001 in 1500 Terran hours (about two months). If for any reason you do not return, a rescue team will be sent 24 hours after your scheduled return date. You do know the consequences for being late?"
"Yes mom…" Victor said to his mom. If anyone came late, they would lose their piloting privilege. But that was only if they were behind, and nothing serious happened to them. But if the rescue team found out that we were attacked, or the Home Worlds were there, the fleet would be sent in, and the fleet is not something to be taken lightly. It has happened before, and it only happened when the scout team found a Xi'an Home World. Unfortunately, it destroyed the planet and got away before the fleet arrived. But normally they can send a transmission to base to ask for help, instead of waiting till their mission cycle was over. Victor started the countdown.
"T-minus 10…9…8…" Goodbye mom, dad. "6…" Goodbye Academy. "5…" Goodbye Earth. "3…" Goodbye mankind. "2…" Until we meet again. "1" We were gone in an instant.
They're called the Xi'an. They're an ancient race that has been traveling the stars eons before mankind was on Earth. They were once a respectable race. They went from system to system, and helped any lesser race they could find. They would unite them from wars and shared their advanced technology with them. It's rumored that they once came to Earth. They travel on these huge ships called Home Worlds. That's what they are like, giant metallic (if they're made of metal) worlds. There are supposed to be three of them, and their whole race is inside of them. But sometime, they went to a world, and became enslaved. I don't really know much about it, but something really bad happened to them during that time. They got free, but instead of helping anything they met, they destroyed it. And so, whenever they find any race before we do, they annihilate it. But they don't bring their ships to do it. They send one agent, who makes everyone on the planet hate each other, and eventually destroy themselves. And if they can't get them to do that, they call in their Home World, and destroy the planet itself. We know this because they did that to a planet that we had discovered too late. Billions died… But their most deadly ability is to shape shift. They've done a lot of damage to us with that little ability. Their ships are really powerful, but with the encounters we've had, we've managed to stand up to them. So they try to avoid us, just like we (us and all races allied to us) do. But they seek out lesser races and destroy them, so we try to find them first and protect them. That's the secondary mission of any deep space crew, to report findings of any undiscovered race, and wait for the officials and Fleet to arrive. If that happens, we would just cloak (something we copied from one of their captured ships), and observe the races customs to facilitate negotiations between our officials and the race. But if they find a Xi'an Home World presence, they are to call for help, or wait until their cycle is over, which would trigger the fleet to come after them.
We arrived instantly. And we knew that we weren't alone. The planet we had come to colonize was definitely taken. There were HUGE satellites orbiting it.
"Aww man bro… we're gonna be stuck here watching whoever's down there instead of exploring the place!" said a disappointed Victor.
"Ya… but it might be interesting. These people don't look too primitive."
"Got a point there, bro. Well, I guess we gotta report this to the NASAADSR"
"Well, hop to it bro. But I wanna check out this place's satellites while you're at it. I'm undocking now." I said, and did as I told. Then Victor's ship blew up.
"Victor!" I screamed. Victor was my main man. He was my brother. We were so close, and now he's gone. But what happened to him? I got my answer, it was a Xi'an starship, and it was ready for a fight, and I was ready to deliver. Bring it on you bastards! They took my closest friend's life. They were gonna pay.
The ship started firing its energy shots at me, but I turned on my shields. Their energy shots are useless against our shields, but their missiles work. And it started shooting them at me. I initiated my sub light thrusters, and accelerated towards the planet. None of my weapons could shoot the missiles down, but if they hit the planet's atmosphere, they would blow up. So I sped off to the planet, and the Xi'an ship sped of after me, the missile pods blazing. I barrel rolled, twisted left and right, and did everything I could to dodge the shots. A few of the missiles crossed paths, and blew up on themselves, and some just ran out of fuel. I engaged my PPC's and gauss cannons, since they were the only things I had that could shoot behind me, and make the eat particle pulses and high speed shells. But then a missile hit my aft thruster, and I was spinning out of control.
"Shit!" All I had left were my directional thrusters, but that was all I needed; I had already reached the planet. I skimmed the atmosphere, and all the missiles instantly exploded. The Xi'an ship was trying to get away, but my PPC's had done too much damage to it, and it was on a freefall into the planet. But the same was happening to me. I was loosing speed, fast, and there was no way I could establish an orbit around the planet. So both ships were falling towards the planet, but we both continued to fire at each other. They used their lasers, hoping that my shields would fail, and me with my lasers, since they were in range, and my PPC's and gauss cannons would get melted away if I pointed them at their ships. It looked like we would crash pretty close to each other, but the Xi'an ship started to explode. It exploded with a huge flash, and pushed itself away from my ship. All there was left was rubble, and the pilot. Like I said, those guys are really powerful, and that's the proof of my statement. This was the first time I had ever seen a Xi'an, and I was probably the first to see one in its true form; even from this distance I could see its cold gray eyes.
"Crass" said my computer "it is likely that if you are inside the ship when it crash-lands, you will be killed. I suggest that you eject and go into your HES. Then you should survive the impact."
"What about you?" I said, since this ship was the last thing I had left.
"I should survive the crash, and the self repair systems should make me intact in a few days."
"You have a self repair system?" I said, not knowing this before.
"Yes. It was a last minute upgrade."
"Oh." I said, but was cut off. The computer ejected me, and turned on my HES. It's scary to watch that thing activate sometimes. The patch glows, and then these metallic scales come out of it, and cover my body, and depending on the nature and degree of the danger, it will form a specialized suit. This time it was making a suit with heavy armor on it. Unfortunately for me, I was turning upside down, and my head was facing the ground. So when I landed, I landed on my head. Boom! The crater that I made was a few feet deep, and I just stayed there, balanced on my head for some time. I finally muttered "Ow," and fell to my side. Then I got up, and walked a bit and saw my ship crash-land far away from me. I started walking towards it, but everything went black, and I could feel my HES retracting.
This is my second Zoid fic. (Zoid fic? Looks more like one of those kiddy space adventure things.) Well… see the next chapter where it officially begins. If you didn't know this stuff now, it would be really confusing, and I don't know how to put stuff like this in the story, so BACK OFF! Well, anyway, enjoy the fic, and have fun imagining what the title means.