The Will Of The Medafighter
Written by Dark Knight Bahamut
Author's Note: Well, who would have thunk it? After close to a year, I've finally finished this fic. Thanks to everyone, who took the time to read it, and review it. But, if you enjoyed reading this fic as much as I enjoyed writing it, I'm glad to announce it doesn't stop here. Check the bottom of the fic for more info.
Epilogue: The End of the Beginning
Ikki sat nervously in the waiting room, Metabee and Brass with him. Doctor Akki had explained to the doctor on duty what had happened, before leaving. He took Sheena with him and promised to get her back in shape. Larry had been taken to Observation, while Erika had been rushed to the ICU. That was three days ago, and was starting to get nervous.
"Cheer up Ikki. I'm sure they'll pull through."
"I hope so Metabee. That doctor didn't look too hopeful when he saw Erika." The door opened and Doctor Yonkawa strode into the room. His face was neutral, not revealing whether the news he brought was good or bad. He looked at the clipboard in front of him.
"Ikki Tenrio?"
"Yes that's me. How are they doing?"
"Well, they'll both be fine. Larry has only suffered major exhaustion and a slight head injury. We had to give Erika a blood transplant, but she should recover in the next two days."
"Whew, that's a relief. Come on you two, let's go see how Doctor Akki is going on rebuilding Sheena." Brass stayed in her seat, and turned to doctor Yonkawa.
"I'd like to go stay with Erika until she wakes up."
"I don't see why not. But she won't be very good company."
"That's fine. Thank you." Ikki and Metabee left the hospital and headed for the Medabot Corporation.
"So, the time has finally come..."
"Yes. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it." Doctor Akki stared at the Melded Medal underneath the electron microscope. Phantom Renegade stood in the shadows, the greenish light from the tubes that held the rare medals casting an eerie glow over his mask.
"But it doesn't look like the one in the pictures."
"I know. The medal evolved after the battle with Medaevil. Bit by bit, the prophecy is coming true."
"Did Medaevil survive?"
"I found no trace of him, so he was either vaporized or he got away. What bothers me the most is that I can only begin to think what his plan is."
"So can I. And for once in my life, I'm hoping that I'm wrong."
"A recreation of the Ten Days Of Darkness...He must be mad!"
"If that prophecy comes to pass, then the Darkness will seem like a picnic. The medal must be protected at all costs." Their conversation was interrupted by the phone ringing.
"Hello?"
"I've finished repairing that Metabee you brought in Doctor Akki. All I need now is the medal."
"Thank you Miss Caviar. I'll bring it up in a few minutes." He put the phone down and stared at the medal. It reflected slightly in the green light.
"Hard to think this could be the thing which destroys the world."
"Looks can be deceiving doctor." Doctor Akki pocketed the medal and marched out of the basement.
That which was once buried, will be exhumed
That which once created, will awake
That which was burnt, will be reformed
In the time when the world is close to its end
The chosen ones
Will become one
Unsealing the ultimate power with it
And bring salvation...or destruction
Larry jerked awake and sat up straight. The words were still flashing before his eyes, as if they had been branded there. Slowly, his vision cleared and he stared around the ward. It was empty and quiet, the only light coming from the open door leading to the corridor. The ache in his body had diminished to a dull throbbing. He got up and stumbled out into the corridor. He merely managed to glance to his left and wonder where Erika's room was before he heard metallic footsteps coming rapidly from his left. Next thing Larry knew, a heavy object smashed into his side and knocked him to the floor.
"Sheena! You're okay, Cough And let go of my neck, I need air!" The Medabot released her Medafighter from the crushing hug she had put him in and allowed him to stand up. Larry managed to put the words that had come to him behind him and decided to rather spend his time talking to his Medabot.
"Man, you're looking better than before."
"I know. Your Medabot was serviced by none other than the head of the Medabot Corporation's research department." She suddenly looked him up and down. "And you? You're alright, aren't you?"
Larry laughed, slapping his Medabot on the back. "Take's a lot to bring me down. Who brought you over?"
"Doctor Akki. He dropped me on the way to some meeting. You've been out for two days, you know that?"
Larry felt shocked. "Two days? It was really that long?"
"Yup. Now, how about you sign yourself out and we get home? The other top medafighters aren't lying around, they're preparing for the tournament. It's only another three days, then we show the world what we're made of."
"We'll leave as soon as I find Erika and know how she's doing."
Sheena shook her head. "Erika was released yesterday, hey-hey, don't look like that," She quickly responded, seeing his face drop. "She's been waiting since she was let go. She just went home cause Brass forced her to go take a bath and get some food. For such a sweet Medabot, she sure can be pushy."
Larry chuckled, walking towards the front desk. "At least she still has sweetness going for her. You, on the other hand, you're just plain pushy."
Sheena shook her fist at him as the nurse handed him a piece of paper to sign. "Hey, you want to see just how pushy I can be? Don't think I'll go easy on you because you're a hospital patient."
"And there you just proved my point..."
"Why you...!" Sheena jumped her medafighter, and the next minute, the two of them were involved in a no-holds barred wrestling match.
That was how Erika, Ikki and their Medabots found them when they entered the hospital. Larry was busy banging Sheena's head against the tile floor when Metabee remarked dryly "Hey, Ikki, guess we won't need to worry too much about these two in the WRC. They'll win the fight for us."
Larry looked up just as Sheena grabbed his nose, and he spoke with a nasal quality to his voice. "Iggi, Medabee! Led go of my dose, Sheeda!"
The two got up and Larry greeted Ikki with a handshake and Erika with a hug that made the others turn away in mild embarrassment.
As they left the hospital, Larry thought back to the words.
I don't know what that was all about, but something tells me I might find out in the next few days. But, he thought looking at Erika, Brass, Ikki and Metabee. Whatever is going to happen, I won't need to handle it alone.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Sheena asked from beside him.
"Nah, they're not worth that much. Ikki, let's see if you and your Medabot can keep up with the number two people in the world. Race you to my house."
Ikki turned to him, a smile on his face. "You're on. And don't count your chickens before they hatch, you might not be Number Two after this World Cup."
Larry started jogging, and Ikki did as well. "You're right, I might not be Number Two. I might be Number One after me and Sheena run you guys into the ground. Hey, look, it's Karin!"
Ikki skidded to a halt. "Where?" He realized the trick as soon as Larry and Sheena came sprinting past. "Hey, no fair!"
As the two boys and their Medabots ran ahead, Erika turned to Brass and muttered "Boys will be boys, no matter what age."
THE END...FOR NOW
Second Author's Note: Well, I promised you more info, so here it is, in classic Hollywood Sales speak.
The Will of the Medafighter - The WRC Chronicles
This sequel is set almost directly after this fic. Larry and Sheena, as well as Ikki and Metabee have been through a lot, but do they have what it takes to topple the top medafighters in the world? Ikki wants to win the championship, but to do that, he might have to go through Team South Africa, which includes his friend Larry. Also in their way is the leading Team, Team Kenya, which also houses the only man higher than Larry in the rankings, the Number One medafighter, Victor.
Tempers begin to flare when Victor and Larry lock horns over some incident in their past, something that Larry has not forgotten, and definitely not forgiven. In the clash of the two top medafighters in the world, who will be left standing when the dust clears?
Finally, what is the mysterious prophecy that both the Phantom Medafighter and Doctor Akki are interested in. And Medaevil? Has he really been taken out of the equation, or is he still waiting to unleash something on the unsuspecting world?
The Will of the Medafighter – The Precursor Archives
This is the prequel to this fic, and takes place a year before the events of this story. Sheena and Larry didn't just pop out of the woodwork and become the number two team overnight. The story of their rise to fame is accounted in "The Will of the Medafighter – The Precursor Archives"
Up to and until the moment Larry Linford walked into "Jane's Medaparts and Junkyard" he was just your normal, average fourteen-year old. That was, until he met Sheena.
The rebellious Medabot is at first too stubborn to listen to him, which leads to a near-tragic robattle at school. When he finally breaks through to her, the two immediately begin training with revenge in mind against "The Bills", the gang of rich kids who nearly dismantled Sheena.
Meet the other two members of Team South Africa, and find out how they were chosen, as well as their memorable first meeting.
Finally, witness the climatic showdown that would decide who succeeded Yamira Tokonuka as the world's top medafighter. Larry and Sheena take to the arena in one – one – action against the number one medafighter from Kenya, Victor. The two are determined, but Victor isn't one to play clean, especially with so much at stake.