Legacy
By Raven Cowboy aka Mandz
I am so TOTALLY sorry about the wait! I know I promised I would have it out ages ago, but the holidays were just too much fun and then school started so I pretty much forgot * sweatdrops *. The plus side for the absurdly long wait, however, is that I have now drafted up to chapter 7. All I gotta do is type 'em up. * cheers * So enjoy this chapter!!
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Nothing I say! Except for Madra, and the storyline...so I guess I actually DO own something...uh... * runs away *
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"Mommy mommy mommy mommy mommy..."
"What Madra?" Leena sighed, looking up from her position under the Gun Sniper's control panel. Madra, now 6 years old, bounced around in the pilot's seat, obviously on a sugar high. The redheaded pilot mentally slapped herself for telling Madra where her cookie supply was.
"Can I go into town with Aunt Naomi and Uncle Brad? Pleeeeeeeease?" pleaded the young girl, instantly switching on the cuteness factor and giving her 'mother' the puppy-dog eyes.
Leena raised an eyebrow. "Well...I don't know...Why?"
"I wanna beat people on the simulator again! They look so funny when they come out," giggled Madra.
"Be nice Madra," Leena chastised, startlingly herself at now...motherly she had become to the orphan over the last 6 years. She gave the girl a quick wink. "They can't help it if you've been taught how to pilot by a real warrior."
Both girls burst out laughing just as Bit Cloud entered the hangar, heading towards the Liger Zero. Madra abruptly stopped her giggling fit, leapt down from the heavily armed zoid, and launched herself into the blonde warrior's arms.
"Daddy!"
"Woah! Hey kid, what's all the attention for?" Bit grinned, mouthing to Leena, 'Is she on a sugar high?' over the little girl's head. Leena just nodded and shrugged, following Madra's route down her zoid.
"Alright Madra, go on, Naomi and Brad are probably waiting."
"Thank you Mom!" the raven-haired girl quickly babbled before detaching herself from Bit and zooming out of the hangar before either pilot could blink.
"Well, that was...interesting," Bit said, scratching his head and staring after the six year-old.
"Oh c'mon, she adores you. I've heard her bragging about her 'daddy' in town to the other kids. She even had her hair cut like yours, for crying out loud!" Leena laughed, lightly punching Bit in the shoulder. Bit growled playfully and caught Leena in his arms, kissing her lightly.
"Mmm, and what's this I hear about using the Liger for lessons?"
"Oh, that. It's not my fault Madra loves the Liger. And if it's not the Liger it'd be the Shadowfox, and you remember what happened last time," Leena countered.
How could they forget? Leena had taken Madra for one of their zoid lessons in the Fox, and the young girl had accidentally set off the smoke screen inside the base, effectively setting off all the sprinkler systems in the base and drenching everything. The Blitz team couldn't get rid of the wet- dog smell for weeks.
Bit laughed at the memory, then grinned suggestively. "Did you know we're all alone in the base?"
Leena returned the grin. "Reeeeeally? Where is everyone?"
"Well, Madra's with Naomi and Brad, and Jamie and Doc went out for parts, so..."
Bit didn't get a chance to finish as Leena suddenly began pulling him towards the room they shared.
~*~
"You sure you're gonna be alright kid?" Brad asked the impatient pink-eyed girl in front of him.
"Yes! I'll be fine! I promise!" Madra practically yelled, moving from foot- to-foot.
"Remember, we'll only be at the ZBC to get some forms sorted out," she glanced at Brad, her was smiling slightly. "And then we'll meet you at the zoid parts shop."
Madra rolled her eyes at them, she hated how everyone was so protective of her. "Ok ok, can I go now?! PLEASE?!"
"Kick their asses kid."
"Brad!"
"Bye!" Madra said, bounding towards the zoid-battle simulators.
~*~
"Wow! Two warriors duking it out in a simulation!"
"This is so cool! Is that Jack Sisco?"
"Yeah, he's in one of the top Class S teams now. Hey, the Obscura kid's in there too!"
"Vega? This is awesome!"
Madra pushed through the mummering crowd that had gathered around the simulation monitors and jumped into one of the spare 'cockpits'. She signed in under her screen name and giggled when the crowd outside reacted.
"Crimson? Crimson's in there too? I heard she beat the entire Fuzzy Panda's team last time she was here!"
"It's TIGERS!" someone whimpered in the crowd.
"That's nothing, she beat the Class S Taskers the time before that! Granted, it was a pretty close match after they ganged up on her, but she still won!"
"Who is she?"
"I dunno, but anyone with that sorta skill isn't someone I want to mess with."
"Amen to that buddy."
The young girl squirmed in her seat in excitement, impatient for the simulation to load. She had decided to fight with her uncle Leon's zoid- type, a Blade Liger, one of the particularly difficult zoids to operate, but it was one of her favourites.
The surround screen flickered to life around her and Madra grabbed the hand controls and immediately sought out her opponents.
2 minutes and three downed zoids later, Madra was still on the search for Vega and Jack in the huge simulated environment.
'They aren't into making this easy for me, are they,' she thought, paying close attention to her speakers for sounds of battle. The crushing of foliage caused her to unconsciously grip her controls tighter, tensing when a Lightning Saix burst out of the forest on Madra's left, peppering fire over the zoid. On reflex, Madra deployed her blades, read Sisco's movements and countered his charge with a quick sidestep and boost forward, effectively taking him out of the battle. Jack's simulated zoid faded from the screen amid cheers and gasps from the ever-growing crowd outside.
It wasn't long until Vega's Genosaurer appeared from nowhere, the ensuring fight ending in a stalemate with the Liger's blades poised at the dinosaur- like Zoid's throat as it was charging a Particle Beam aimed straight at it.
The simulation shut down, and Madra slipped away inconspicuously as the crowds gathered around Vega and Jack. Quickly, she glanced over her shoulder, only to see the other two pilots had somehow managed to escape the masses also.
~*~
"A kid? The legendary Crimson's a kid?" questioned a deep, husky voice from behind her, making her jump and spin around. Madra didn't notice that Jack had been tailing her.
"I'm a pilot, not a kid!" she stated defiantly, standing up straight and looking Jack in the eyes.
'What kind of kid has red eyes?' he thought, flinching a little. "Fine, pilot, what's your name then?"
Madra looked at him smugly. "I'm Madra Toros-Cloud," she announced proudly, hands on her hips and chin up.
"Bit and Leena's kid? Didn't know they got married, let alone had a kid."
"Married?" Madra lost some of her confidence to a look of confusion.
"They're not married?" Jack smirked. "That makes you a bastard, kid."
"There is a bastard here, Mr. Sisco, but it is not this little girl," a youth with longish dark hair and amethyst eyes stated from behind the Saix pilot. "I can't believe you would stoop so low as to insult a child. You truly are pathetic."
"Stay out of this, Obscura," Sisco growled over his shoulder.
"Or what? You'll throw your weird-ass headband at me?" 15 year-old Vega shot back. Madra giggled, bringing Jack's attention back on her.
"I'm not finished with you," he sneered.
"Oh but I think you are, Jack-ass, unless you want to tell the Tasker's you were beaten by a little girl," Vega smirked, watching Jack pale, and with a final glare at both of them, stalk off. Madra blew a raspberry at his retreating back and both children burst out laughing.
A few minutes later they had calmed down enough to wipe the tears from their eyes. Vega offered his hand to Madra.
"I'm Vega Obscura."
Madra grinned and shook his hand. "I'm Madra. Man, I'd never thought I'd meet the famous Fury pilot! This is so cool!"
Vega laughed. "I don't pilot that much anymore, but I'm thinking about getting back into Class A battles. What about you? You're pretty good for a kid."
Madra blushed. "You were too, from what daddy told me anyway," She grinned. "Mommy teaches me how to pilot, and sometimes Uncle Leon and Uncle Brad do too."
"Really?" 'If that's how Leon teaches her how to use a Blade Liger, I better watch myself against the Fluegal side this season,' Vega thought.
A small beeping noise sounded from Madra's wrist. She glanced at her watch. "Oh man! I hafta go Mr. Obscura! I hafta meet Brad and Naomi at the zoid shop!" she exclaimed, worried. "Thanks for the battle! Bye!" She ran off in the direction of 'Monty's Parts Shop'.
"Call me Vega!" the young man called after her, smiling. She gave him a thumbs up and upped her pace. Vega chuckled softly and ran a hand through his raven hair, and headed back to the simulators for a bit of practice.
~*~
Madra skidded to a stop in front of Monty's, hoping Brad and Naomi weren't there yet. Luckily, they seemed to be in a good mood.
"Took your time kid," Brad drawled, leaning against the wall. "Have fun?"
"Yup! I beat Jack Sisco and drawed with Vega!" Madra replied happily.
Naomi laughed, ruffling Madra's short hair. "Jack can't be happy."
The young girl shook her head. "He wasn't. Aunt Naomi? What's a bastard?"
Naomi did a double take and even Brad looked surprised at Madra's question.
"Who told you that?" Naomi demanded. Madra bit her lip.
"Mr. Sisco called me that when he asked if Mommy and Daddy were married. Is it bad?"
"No, of course not, " Brad lied, trying to contain his anger toward the Saix pilot.
"Just forget about it, ok Madra? Let's go and see if my Sniper's ready," added Naomi tightly, muttering curses at Sisco under her breath as she walked inside.
Madra grinned, already forgetting the incident as she and Brad followed the Red Comet.
~*~
Madra wandered among the vast assortment of zoids, concentrating on remembering each type and special moves. It was something her dad taught her, to help form battle strategies on the spot.
Se didn't notice she had entered a storeroom, about as big as the Toros' hangar. Zoid parts littered the area, half-disassembled units lined the walls. Light glinting off something in the back corner drew her attention away from the DiBison she was looking at, and she crept slowly towards it.
She gasped. There in front of her was a beautiful sky-blue Blade Liger, its gold-coloured highlights reflecting the afternoon sun streaming through a high window. Madra stood in awe. Her uncle Leon's Liger couldn't compare to this. She tentatively reached out and stroked one of its foreclaws.
A white flash. A scream of pain. Maniacal laughter. A blue Blade Liger thrown into the air as a spiral of energy slammed into it. Armor plating ripped apart. A giant white beast with whirring blades amid the smoke.
"Madra!"
Madra was slammed back into the present, snatching her hand away from the zoid as if it had burned her. Brad and Naomi came to stand beside her, glancing worriedly at the unreadable expression on the young girl's face. The storeowner, Monty, walked up behind them, wiping his hands on an old rag.
"Why isn't this Zoid in the store?" Madra whispered absently to him, not turning around.
"No one can pilot this one for some strange reason, kid. It just won't let them. And it's too good to be junked, so we leave it back here. Who knows, someone might like it as a collector's piece," He replied, shrugging.
"Oh."
"You okay kid? You don't look so good," Brad asked, concerned with Madra's sudden silence.
"Hmm,?" She turned to look at him, suddenly shaking he head a few times. "I'm fine."
"Alright, let's head back then."
Brad and Naomi started to walk out of the storeroom, chatting with the owner. Madra hesitated a second, staring at the Liger, before running to catch up with the three adults.
~*~
"What?! That's not possible!" Thomas Shubaltz exclaimed, slamming his fist on the table. "They can't be dead! I refuse to believe that!"
"I'm sorry sir. We have confirmed reports of the totaled Blade Liger and the bodies of both Van and Fiona Flyheight."
"No," Thomas whispered, closing his eyes. The message bearer quietly placed a sealed envelope on the desk and left the room, sensing the lieutenant's need for solitude.
The blonde warrior slowly opened his emotion-filled eyes and sat down, picking up the envelope the messenger left behind and twirling it in his fingers, deep in thought. Sighing, he ripped it open and looked at the contents, seeing but not comprehending.
Dear Thomas,
Since you're reading this, it means that both Fiona and myself are not coming back. Don't worry, our daughter is in good hands now.
'You hope. God knows I trust Reese about as far as I can throw her,' he thought bitterly.
There is something very important I need you to do. It may sound a bit weird, but please trust me on this. You must have the Liger rebuilt and stored away. No one must find it for a very long time. It's Madra's only hope.
Raven has a son, Thomas. Reese has taken him and Madra to the future where she'll be safe for a while. Whatever zoid Raven has is being stored away for the boy, and if it's anything like the Geno-Breaker then Madra is in serious trouble. She has to be prepared, and this is the only way I know how to protect her. Also give her my GF necklace, enclosed with this letter.
I'm sorry to do this to you Thomas. Don't worry about us. We're free now.
Thank you, my friend.
Van Flyheight.
Thomas tipped the envelope upside down, watching the thin silver chain and Guardian Force tag pool on the desk. A grim determination crossed his face as he grabbed the communicator.
"I hope you know what you're doing Van," he whispered, before contacting with the repair bays.
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OMG!! I had so much fun with that chapter!!! * grins * Yes yes, Jack is a bitch. I really hate the guy for some strange reason * ponders and shrugs *
Anyway kiddies, the word for today is REVIEW! Manda loves 'em! And it makes me get off my lazy ass and type up the next chapter!
And to the lovely people who have reviewed when it was previously under the mandz pen-name, a heart-felt thankyou to you all. The next chapter will be here within the next week or so, I pinky swear this time.
Cheers, The Raven Cowboy
By Raven Cowboy aka Mandz
I am so TOTALLY sorry about the wait! I know I promised I would have it out ages ago, but the holidays were just too much fun and then school started so I pretty much forgot * sweatdrops *. The plus side for the absurdly long wait, however, is that I have now drafted up to chapter 7. All I gotta do is type 'em up. * cheers * So enjoy this chapter!!
Disclaimer: I own nothing! Nothing I say! Except for Madra, and the storyline...so I guess I actually DO own something...uh... * runs away *
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"Mommy mommy mommy mommy mommy..."
"What Madra?" Leena sighed, looking up from her position under the Gun Sniper's control panel. Madra, now 6 years old, bounced around in the pilot's seat, obviously on a sugar high. The redheaded pilot mentally slapped herself for telling Madra where her cookie supply was.
"Can I go into town with Aunt Naomi and Uncle Brad? Pleeeeeeeease?" pleaded the young girl, instantly switching on the cuteness factor and giving her 'mother' the puppy-dog eyes.
Leena raised an eyebrow. "Well...I don't know...Why?"
"I wanna beat people on the simulator again! They look so funny when they come out," giggled Madra.
"Be nice Madra," Leena chastised, startlingly herself at now...motherly she had become to the orphan over the last 6 years. She gave the girl a quick wink. "They can't help it if you've been taught how to pilot by a real warrior."
Both girls burst out laughing just as Bit Cloud entered the hangar, heading towards the Liger Zero. Madra abruptly stopped her giggling fit, leapt down from the heavily armed zoid, and launched herself into the blonde warrior's arms.
"Daddy!"
"Woah! Hey kid, what's all the attention for?" Bit grinned, mouthing to Leena, 'Is she on a sugar high?' over the little girl's head. Leena just nodded and shrugged, following Madra's route down her zoid.
"Alright Madra, go on, Naomi and Brad are probably waiting."
"Thank you Mom!" the raven-haired girl quickly babbled before detaching herself from Bit and zooming out of the hangar before either pilot could blink.
"Well, that was...interesting," Bit said, scratching his head and staring after the six year-old.
"Oh c'mon, she adores you. I've heard her bragging about her 'daddy' in town to the other kids. She even had her hair cut like yours, for crying out loud!" Leena laughed, lightly punching Bit in the shoulder. Bit growled playfully and caught Leena in his arms, kissing her lightly.
"Mmm, and what's this I hear about using the Liger for lessons?"
"Oh, that. It's not my fault Madra loves the Liger. And if it's not the Liger it'd be the Shadowfox, and you remember what happened last time," Leena countered.
How could they forget? Leena had taken Madra for one of their zoid lessons in the Fox, and the young girl had accidentally set off the smoke screen inside the base, effectively setting off all the sprinkler systems in the base and drenching everything. The Blitz team couldn't get rid of the wet- dog smell for weeks.
Bit laughed at the memory, then grinned suggestively. "Did you know we're all alone in the base?"
Leena returned the grin. "Reeeeeally? Where is everyone?"
"Well, Madra's with Naomi and Brad, and Jamie and Doc went out for parts, so..."
Bit didn't get a chance to finish as Leena suddenly began pulling him towards the room they shared.
~*~
"You sure you're gonna be alright kid?" Brad asked the impatient pink-eyed girl in front of him.
"Yes! I'll be fine! I promise!" Madra practically yelled, moving from foot- to-foot.
"Remember, we'll only be at the ZBC to get some forms sorted out," she glanced at Brad, her was smiling slightly. "And then we'll meet you at the zoid parts shop."
Madra rolled her eyes at them, she hated how everyone was so protective of her. "Ok ok, can I go now?! PLEASE?!"
"Kick their asses kid."
"Brad!"
"Bye!" Madra said, bounding towards the zoid-battle simulators.
~*~
"Wow! Two warriors duking it out in a simulation!"
"This is so cool! Is that Jack Sisco?"
"Yeah, he's in one of the top Class S teams now. Hey, the Obscura kid's in there too!"
"Vega? This is awesome!"
Madra pushed through the mummering crowd that had gathered around the simulation monitors and jumped into one of the spare 'cockpits'. She signed in under her screen name and giggled when the crowd outside reacted.
"Crimson? Crimson's in there too? I heard she beat the entire Fuzzy Panda's team last time she was here!"
"It's TIGERS!" someone whimpered in the crowd.
"That's nothing, she beat the Class S Taskers the time before that! Granted, it was a pretty close match after they ganged up on her, but she still won!"
"Who is she?"
"I dunno, but anyone with that sorta skill isn't someone I want to mess with."
"Amen to that buddy."
The young girl squirmed in her seat in excitement, impatient for the simulation to load. She had decided to fight with her uncle Leon's zoid- type, a Blade Liger, one of the particularly difficult zoids to operate, but it was one of her favourites.
The surround screen flickered to life around her and Madra grabbed the hand controls and immediately sought out her opponents.
2 minutes and three downed zoids later, Madra was still on the search for Vega and Jack in the huge simulated environment.
'They aren't into making this easy for me, are they,' she thought, paying close attention to her speakers for sounds of battle. The crushing of foliage caused her to unconsciously grip her controls tighter, tensing when a Lightning Saix burst out of the forest on Madra's left, peppering fire over the zoid. On reflex, Madra deployed her blades, read Sisco's movements and countered his charge with a quick sidestep and boost forward, effectively taking him out of the battle. Jack's simulated zoid faded from the screen amid cheers and gasps from the ever-growing crowd outside.
It wasn't long until Vega's Genosaurer appeared from nowhere, the ensuring fight ending in a stalemate with the Liger's blades poised at the dinosaur- like Zoid's throat as it was charging a Particle Beam aimed straight at it.
The simulation shut down, and Madra slipped away inconspicuously as the crowds gathered around Vega and Jack. Quickly, she glanced over her shoulder, only to see the other two pilots had somehow managed to escape the masses also.
~*~
"A kid? The legendary Crimson's a kid?" questioned a deep, husky voice from behind her, making her jump and spin around. Madra didn't notice that Jack had been tailing her.
"I'm a pilot, not a kid!" she stated defiantly, standing up straight and looking Jack in the eyes.
'What kind of kid has red eyes?' he thought, flinching a little. "Fine, pilot, what's your name then?"
Madra looked at him smugly. "I'm Madra Toros-Cloud," she announced proudly, hands on her hips and chin up.
"Bit and Leena's kid? Didn't know they got married, let alone had a kid."
"Married?" Madra lost some of her confidence to a look of confusion.
"They're not married?" Jack smirked. "That makes you a bastard, kid."
"There is a bastard here, Mr. Sisco, but it is not this little girl," a youth with longish dark hair and amethyst eyes stated from behind the Saix pilot. "I can't believe you would stoop so low as to insult a child. You truly are pathetic."
"Stay out of this, Obscura," Sisco growled over his shoulder.
"Or what? You'll throw your weird-ass headband at me?" 15 year-old Vega shot back. Madra giggled, bringing Jack's attention back on her.
"I'm not finished with you," he sneered.
"Oh but I think you are, Jack-ass, unless you want to tell the Tasker's you were beaten by a little girl," Vega smirked, watching Jack pale, and with a final glare at both of them, stalk off. Madra blew a raspberry at his retreating back and both children burst out laughing.
A few minutes later they had calmed down enough to wipe the tears from their eyes. Vega offered his hand to Madra.
"I'm Vega Obscura."
Madra grinned and shook his hand. "I'm Madra. Man, I'd never thought I'd meet the famous Fury pilot! This is so cool!"
Vega laughed. "I don't pilot that much anymore, but I'm thinking about getting back into Class A battles. What about you? You're pretty good for a kid."
Madra blushed. "You were too, from what daddy told me anyway," She grinned. "Mommy teaches me how to pilot, and sometimes Uncle Leon and Uncle Brad do too."
"Really?" 'If that's how Leon teaches her how to use a Blade Liger, I better watch myself against the Fluegal side this season,' Vega thought.
A small beeping noise sounded from Madra's wrist. She glanced at her watch. "Oh man! I hafta go Mr. Obscura! I hafta meet Brad and Naomi at the zoid shop!" she exclaimed, worried. "Thanks for the battle! Bye!" She ran off in the direction of 'Monty's Parts Shop'.
"Call me Vega!" the young man called after her, smiling. She gave him a thumbs up and upped her pace. Vega chuckled softly and ran a hand through his raven hair, and headed back to the simulators for a bit of practice.
~*~
Madra skidded to a stop in front of Monty's, hoping Brad and Naomi weren't there yet. Luckily, they seemed to be in a good mood.
"Took your time kid," Brad drawled, leaning against the wall. "Have fun?"
"Yup! I beat Jack Sisco and drawed with Vega!" Madra replied happily.
Naomi laughed, ruffling Madra's short hair. "Jack can't be happy."
The young girl shook her head. "He wasn't. Aunt Naomi? What's a bastard?"
Naomi did a double take and even Brad looked surprised at Madra's question.
"Who told you that?" Naomi demanded. Madra bit her lip.
"Mr. Sisco called me that when he asked if Mommy and Daddy were married. Is it bad?"
"No, of course not, " Brad lied, trying to contain his anger toward the Saix pilot.
"Just forget about it, ok Madra? Let's go and see if my Sniper's ready," added Naomi tightly, muttering curses at Sisco under her breath as she walked inside.
Madra grinned, already forgetting the incident as she and Brad followed the Red Comet.
~*~
Madra wandered among the vast assortment of zoids, concentrating on remembering each type and special moves. It was something her dad taught her, to help form battle strategies on the spot.
Se didn't notice she had entered a storeroom, about as big as the Toros' hangar. Zoid parts littered the area, half-disassembled units lined the walls. Light glinting off something in the back corner drew her attention away from the DiBison she was looking at, and she crept slowly towards it.
She gasped. There in front of her was a beautiful sky-blue Blade Liger, its gold-coloured highlights reflecting the afternoon sun streaming through a high window. Madra stood in awe. Her uncle Leon's Liger couldn't compare to this. She tentatively reached out and stroked one of its foreclaws.
A white flash. A scream of pain. Maniacal laughter. A blue Blade Liger thrown into the air as a spiral of energy slammed into it. Armor plating ripped apart. A giant white beast with whirring blades amid the smoke.
"Madra!"
Madra was slammed back into the present, snatching her hand away from the zoid as if it had burned her. Brad and Naomi came to stand beside her, glancing worriedly at the unreadable expression on the young girl's face. The storeowner, Monty, walked up behind them, wiping his hands on an old rag.
"Why isn't this Zoid in the store?" Madra whispered absently to him, not turning around.
"No one can pilot this one for some strange reason, kid. It just won't let them. And it's too good to be junked, so we leave it back here. Who knows, someone might like it as a collector's piece," He replied, shrugging.
"Oh."
"You okay kid? You don't look so good," Brad asked, concerned with Madra's sudden silence.
"Hmm,?" She turned to look at him, suddenly shaking he head a few times. "I'm fine."
"Alright, let's head back then."
Brad and Naomi started to walk out of the storeroom, chatting with the owner. Madra hesitated a second, staring at the Liger, before running to catch up with the three adults.
~*~
"What?! That's not possible!" Thomas Shubaltz exclaimed, slamming his fist on the table. "They can't be dead! I refuse to believe that!"
"I'm sorry sir. We have confirmed reports of the totaled Blade Liger and the bodies of both Van and Fiona Flyheight."
"No," Thomas whispered, closing his eyes. The message bearer quietly placed a sealed envelope on the desk and left the room, sensing the lieutenant's need for solitude.
The blonde warrior slowly opened his emotion-filled eyes and sat down, picking up the envelope the messenger left behind and twirling it in his fingers, deep in thought. Sighing, he ripped it open and looked at the contents, seeing but not comprehending.
Dear Thomas,
Since you're reading this, it means that both Fiona and myself are not coming back. Don't worry, our daughter is in good hands now.
'You hope. God knows I trust Reese about as far as I can throw her,' he thought bitterly.
There is something very important I need you to do. It may sound a bit weird, but please trust me on this. You must have the Liger rebuilt and stored away. No one must find it for a very long time. It's Madra's only hope.
Raven has a son, Thomas. Reese has taken him and Madra to the future where she'll be safe for a while. Whatever zoid Raven has is being stored away for the boy, and if it's anything like the Geno-Breaker then Madra is in serious trouble. She has to be prepared, and this is the only way I know how to protect her. Also give her my GF necklace, enclosed with this letter.
I'm sorry to do this to you Thomas. Don't worry about us. We're free now.
Thank you, my friend.
Van Flyheight.
Thomas tipped the envelope upside down, watching the thin silver chain and Guardian Force tag pool on the desk. A grim determination crossed his face as he grabbed the communicator.
"I hope you know what you're doing Van," he whispered, before contacting with the repair bays.
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OMG!! I had so much fun with that chapter!!! * grins * Yes yes, Jack is a bitch. I really hate the guy for some strange reason * ponders and shrugs *
Anyway kiddies, the word for today is REVIEW! Manda loves 'em! And it makes me get off my lazy ass and type up the next chapter!
And to the lovely people who have reviewed when it was previously under the mandz pen-name, a heart-felt thankyou to you all. The next chapter will be here within the next week or so, I pinky swear this time.
Cheers, The Raven Cowboy