Chapter 2: The Ancient Zoid- Arise Of the Bear Fighter (Part 2)
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Very sorry for taking soooo long for updating!! It's really hard to find time to write with school and all. And when I get on my laptop in Study Hall- I just seem to find other things to do. So the I'll post the 3rd part within the next few days- it'll be really short.
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Disclaimer: I don't own the Zoids- or Zi. I do own Raven (my version), the old man, and any other characters that you've never heard of!!
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Oh yeah- to Bluefly7- this story won't have any Van or Fiona decedents- because they will be in it- You'll see in a few more chapters.
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He gripped the worn down controls tightly, a smirk of confidence plastered on his face as he watched the plateau the warehouse was built in come into view. The area was in between its wet and dry seasons, causing the overall color of the grassy field to be painted with light greens and browns. A few trees scattered the flat land, looking alone in the sea of shifting colors. Raven took little notice to the beauty of it, as his face softened, while his eyes grew sharper. There was something odd about the Zoid. What's the deal with this thing? It's like it wants me to pilot it.
Jon suddenly came into view, a Rev Raptor at his command. "Boy! You'll need quite some skill to beat me, considering that Zoid doesn't have any ammo!"
Raven's face flattened, "You're kidding."
The old man chuckled deeply, "Beat me and I'll give you more ammo than that Zoid can hold."
Raven grunted in disgust mumbling quietly enough that he was unheard by others, "Stupid old man. Just watch this Zoid be amazing. So Zoid, show me what you've got."
A small light illuminated underneath the control panel, its dull glow hidden from human eyes. Raven didn't notice it, nor did he notice the small box that had popped up on the screen. The box was very small, and took up so little of the screen that he didn't even see it. A small text scrolled through it, running quickly, it halted to a stop. ~Scanning sample. scan complete. target found. race identified. Zoid activation initiated. action complete~ The box closed within seconds, with no trace of its appearance.
"Alright Zoid, let's do this, one Rev Raptor can't be that hard!"
The Rev Raptor quickly began its attack pattern, veering in all directions, its path heading towards Raven's Zoid. Raven grinned. He would simply wait until the Raptor was close enough and jump over it, get behind, fire his guns, and go into stealth mode. He reached for the button that activated the stealth shield and was hit with a wave of sudden reality.
"Damn," he whispered under his breath. This Zoid wasn't his Hel Kat, it was another. Heck, he didn't even know what this Zoid was named, what was he doing piloting it? A loud beep shot through the cockpit, stirring the deep lavender of his eyes into attention. Wait, a Zoid only beeped if it sustained critical damage, so why was this one making so much noise? Memories of his Hel Kat's last minutes flooded back, drowning him in the grief of his loss.
His mind suddenly jolted back from his own pool of self pity as he felt himself move. His eyes darted quickly, another reflex he had perfected over the years. What was happening? The Zoid. The Zoid was moving by itself! Now he wasn't so surprised that Jon had been hesitant to let him test this Zoid; there was obviously something really wrong with it. He checked the control panel, searching desperately for a manual override; hoping to stop the charging machine.
His efforts failed and the Zoid continued its steady run towards the Rev Raptor. Raven panicked, hitting the cold metal of the control panel in his rage, "Damn it Zoid, why are you doing this? I just want to pilot you!"
A crackle sprang from the speakers of the cockpit, illuminating another small light under the control panel that Raven couldn't see.
"You told me to show to you what I've got. You have your wish Zoidian. So quit your complaining and watch me work."
The unfamiliar voice startled Raven to the point that he no longer cared of the battle at hand. He wanted out of the Zoid, far from it. There was something seriously wrong with it. Before he could call Jon and ask to end the battle, the sound of clashing metal rang threw the warm air. The Zoid had somehow maneuvered itself behind the Rev Raptor, without Raven noticing, and was now gripping its left blade in its mouth. "What the-"
Raven's voice was cut short as the Zoid swung the Rev Raptor by the blade around and flung it the opposite direction. He could hear the Old Man's gasp of surprise as his Rev Raptor landed in a heap, its blade torn in half with the other piece still in the Zoid's jaw.
Stunned by the action, Raven almost didn't hear the constant beep that was running through the cockpit. His gaze shifted to a long tube like picture that had appeared on the screen. At first it appeared to be empty, yet in a matter of seconds, a dark red filled a small portion of it. Raven blinked, confusion swirling through his mind. There was too much going on at once for him to comprehend anything. "Boy!"
Raven looked up at the picture of the Old Man that had appeared in front of him, "What kind of moves were those? I've never seen any quite like them! Come back inside when you're ready, okay?"
Raven nodded silently and turned back to fact that he was sitting in the world's weirdest Zoid. He cleared his throat, realizing how dry it had become and summoned enough courage to speak, "What- who are you? You. you called me a Zoidian, didn't you? Who's there?"
"You need to organize your thoughts better," the voice sung throughout the small enclosed area, "Who am I you asked. Yet then you asked why I called you a Zoidian, and then who I am yet again. My dormant sleep must have been longer than I thought."
Raven froze again. Dormant sleep? What was it talking about? The voice boomed again, "Anyways, I should answer your questions shouldn't I? Where to start? I'll put it simply for you then. I am a Bear Fighter, yet I'm sure you know that already."
"No," Raven interrupted, forgetting what was happening, "No, I've never heard of Zoid called Bear Fighter. Are you one of those extinct Zoids? There are a few you know."
The Zoid, or Bear Fighter, shook its metallic head, shaking Raven inside, "Are you crazy Zoidian? What come on, what year is it? ZAC 1750? No. Maybe ZAC 1800?"
Raven's eyes narrowed and he lowered his voice, "No. It's ZAC 2255, and my name isn't boy, it's Raven. And Bear Fighter, I'm no Zoidian. Not pure at least. I won't neglect that my great grandmother was Zoidian, but still, I'm not really a Zoidian."
A sigh came from the speaker and then the Zoid's voice, testing Raven's name, "Raven, you are Zoidian as long as you have Zoidian blood. But, your blood, it has another species in it. A species not of Zi. What is it?"
Raven paused. This Zoid was really old. It didn't even know of the migration, "Most of my family is from the Blue Planet. At least, that's what we call it on this planet. Humans have been here for hundreds of year. Do you remember anything?"
"Humans," the Bear Fighter tested the words again, "I remember."
The speakers crackled again, "Boy? You okay? You've been sitting out there for nearly five minutes!"
Raven jumped at the sound, "Oh yeah. Sorry Old Man."
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Sorry about the talking thing- they seemed to understand one another a little too quickly- but anyways- review if you like it and I'll have part 3 up by Friday- I promise!!
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Very sorry for taking soooo long for updating!! It's really hard to find time to write with school and all. And when I get on my laptop in Study Hall- I just seem to find other things to do. So the I'll post the 3rd part within the next few days- it'll be really short.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Disclaimer: I don't own the Zoids- or Zi. I do own Raven (my version), the old man, and any other characters that you've never heard of!!
~*~*~*~*~*~
Oh yeah- to Bluefly7- this story won't have any Van or Fiona decedents- because they will be in it- You'll see in a few more chapters.
~*~*~*~*~*~
He gripped the worn down controls tightly, a smirk of confidence plastered on his face as he watched the plateau the warehouse was built in come into view. The area was in between its wet and dry seasons, causing the overall color of the grassy field to be painted with light greens and browns. A few trees scattered the flat land, looking alone in the sea of shifting colors. Raven took little notice to the beauty of it, as his face softened, while his eyes grew sharper. There was something odd about the Zoid. What's the deal with this thing? It's like it wants me to pilot it.
Jon suddenly came into view, a Rev Raptor at his command. "Boy! You'll need quite some skill to beat me, considering that Zoid doesn't have any ammo!"
Raven's face flattened, "You're kidding."
The old man chuckled deeply, "Beat me and I'll give you more ammo than that Zoid can hold."
Raven grunted in disgust mumbling quietly enough that he was unheard by others, "Stupid old man. Just watch this Zoid be amazing. So Zoid, show me what you've got."
A small light illuminated underneath the control panel, its dull glow hidden from human eyes. Raven didn't notice it, nor did he notice the small box that had popped up on the screen. The box was very small, and took up so little of the screen that he didn't even see it. A small text scrolled through it, running quickly, it halted to a stop. ~Scanning sample. scan complete. target found. race identified. Zoid activation initiated. action complete~ The box closed within seconds, with no trace of its appearance.
"Alright Zoid, let's do this, one Rev Raptor can't be that hard!"
The Rev Raptor quickly began its attack pattern, veering in all directions, its path heading towards Raven's Zoid. Raven grinned. He would simply wait until the Raptor was close enough and jump over it, get behind, fire his guns, and go into stealth mode. He reached for the button that activated the stealth shield and was hit with a wave of sudden reality.
"Damn," he whispered under his breath. This Zoid wasn't his Hel Kat, it was another. Heck, he didn't even know what this Zoid was named, what was he doing piloting it? A loud beep shot through the cockpit, stirring the deep lavender of his eyes into attention. Wait, a Zoid only beeped if it sustained critical damage, so why was this one making so much noise? Memories of his Hel Kat's last minutes flooded back, drowning him in the grief of his loss.
His mind suddenly jolted back from his own pool of self pity as he felt himself move. His eyes darted quickly, another reflex he had perfected over the years. What was happening? The Zoid. The Zoid was moving by itself! Now he wasn't so surprised that Jon had been hesitant to let him test this Zoid; there was obviously something really wrong with it. He checked the control panel, searching desperately for a manual override; hoping to stop the charging machine.
His efforts failed and the Zoid continued its steady run towards the Rev Raptor. Raven panicked, hitting the cold metal of the control panel in his rage, "Damn it Zoid, why are you doing this? I just want to pilot you!"
A crackle sprang from the speakers of the cockpit, illuminating another small light under the control panel that Raven couldn't see.
"You told me to show to you what I've got. You have your wish Zoidian. So quit your complaining and watch me work."
The unfamiliar voice startled Raven to the point that he no longer cared of the battle at hand. He wanted out of the Zoid, far from it. There was something seriously wrong with it. Before he could call Jon and ask to end the battle, the sound of clashing metal rang threw the warm air. The Zoid had somehow maneuvered itself behind the Rev Raptor, without Raven noticing, and was now gripping its left blade in its mouth. "What the-"
Raven's voice was cut short as the Zoid swung the Rev Raptor by the blade around and flung it the opposite direction. He could hear the Old Man's gasp of surprise as his Rev Raptor landed in a heap, its blade torn in half with the other piece still in the Zoid's jaw.
Stunned by the action, Raven almost didn't hear the constant beep that was running through the cockpit. His gaze shifted to a long tube like picture that had appeared on the screen. At first it appeared to be empty, yet in a matter of seconds, a dark red filled a small portion of it. Raven blinked, confusion swirling through his mind. There was too much going on at once for him to comprehend anything. "Boy!"
Raven looked up at the picture of the Old Man that had appeared in front of him, "What kind of moves were those? I've never seen any quite like them! Come back inside when you're ready, okay?"
Raven nodded silently and turned back to fact that he was sitting in the world's weirdest Zoid. He cleared his throat, realizing how dry it had become and summoned enough courage to speak, "What- who are you? You. you called me a Zoidian, didn't you? Who's there?"
"You need to organize your thoughts better," the voice sung throughout the small enclosed area, "Who am I you asked. Yet then you asked why I called you a Zoidian, and then who I am yet again. My dormant sleep must have been longer than I thought."
Raven froze again. Dormant sleep? What was it talking about? The voice boomed again, "Anyways, I should answer your questions shouldn't I? Where to start? I'll put it simply for you then. I am a Bear Fighter, yet I'm sure you know that already."
"No," Raven interrupted, forgetting what was happening, "No, I've never heard of Zoid called Bear Fighter. Are you one of those extinct Zoids? There are a few you know."
The Zoid, or Bear Fighter, shook its metallic head, shaking Raven inside, "Are you crazy Zoidian? What come on, what year is it? ZAC 1750? No. Maybe ZAC 1800?"
Raven's eyes narrowed and he lowered his voice, "No. It's ZAC 2255, and my name isn't boy, it's Raven. And Bear Fighter, I'm no Zoidian. Not pure at least. I won't neglect that my great grandmother was Zoidian, but still, I'm not really a Zoidian."
A sigh came from the speaker and then the Zoid's voice, testing Raven's name, "Raven, you are Zoidian as long as you have Zoidian blood. But, your blood, it has another species in it. A species not of Zi. What is it?"
Raven paused. This Zoid was really old. It didn't even know of the migration, "Most of my family is from the Blue Planet. At least, that's what we call it on this planet. Humans have been here for hundreds of year. Do you remember anything?"
"Humans," the Bear Fighter tested the words again, "I remember."
The speakers crackled again, "Boy? You okay? You've been sitting out there for nearly five minutes!"
Raven jumped at the sound, "Oh yeah. Sorry Old Man."
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Sorry about the talking thing- they seemed to understand one another a little too quickly- but anyways- review if you like it and I'll have part 3 up by Friday- I promise!!