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Enter chapter... well the last one!
Frozen Soldier
They gave me an option that I couldn't deny. One that would give them all another chance. I held my breath and let the world spin outside my door for far to long. I look back now on that wasted year and wonder if I hadn't chosen that path would it still have turned out so wrong?
But it took a visit from a person I had almost forgot to realize just how much I had changed. And he saw it the second he saw me.
"LEENA!" his yell echoes through the hanger and Bit grabs his arm.
"Hold up Harry," Bit says and pulls him back, "Maybe that isn't such a good idea."
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN BIT CLOUD!"
"Just that she might not remember you."
"WHAT! My Leena would never forget her Harry."
"Can I put money on that," Brad says next to Bit, "Because I'm with him. I don't think she'll remember you."
"A lot has happened since you left Harry. And I mean a lot," Bit says. I listen to what they say from where I lay on the catwalk in front of the Liger 0. They talk like they don't know I'm here but I know for a fact that Bit knows I'm here he was just talking to me a minute ago. When he heard Harry yelling he told me to but quiet and jumped down from the Liger.
'I don't get it. Who's Harry Chunk?' I watch Bit and Brad talking to him. I watch Bit more. He looks like he's getting more and more upset. When Harry calls me 'His Leena' Bit looks like he wants to deck him. I wish he would. This Harry's constant babble is getting annoying.
When Bit doesn't punch him after another few minutes, I get really annoyed. I jump down from the catwalk and walk over to where they stand. Harry turns around and stretches his arms out toward me.
"LEENA! I told them you'd know who I was!"
"Who are you again?" His face falls and he stares at me blankly, "Hasn't anyone ever told you it's not polite to stare." I pull my arm back and punch him directly in the noes. He yells like a little girl and grabs his noes. He turns around to stare at bit and Brad.
"This is all your fault Bit cloud! You did this to my Leena!" He points at Bit who finally looks like he's had enough.
"Harry. For the millionth time how can she be 'yours' if she doesn't even know who you are? And frankly I'm getting sick of you again," Bit takes two steps toward Harry and punches him in the jaw. He howls like a girl again and runs passed Bit to his Whale king. He stops before he goes in.
"You haven't heard the last of me Bit Cloud! I'll get MY Leena back one way or another!"
"Sure Harry! Whatever you say." Bit yells back at him. I smile as I watch the retreating Whale King. Bit looks over at me and smiles. I don't see it though. I watch the Whale King.
'How much have I changed? All of that felt wrong.' I remember watching the Whale King and then my head started to spin. I feel my legs give way and my knees give under me.
"Leena," Bit says leaning down next to me. Brad has seen this before though and walks around Bit.
"Leena," He says, "Watch my hand." He puts his hand in front of my face. It's blurry and it hurts to look at it. My eyes start to close, "Leena don't let your eyes close keep watching my hand. Bit, go get an ice pack." I feel Bit's hand leave my back.
I look passed Brads hand toward the dessert. I can still see it from here. 'This is what you want, isn't it? You want this pain to remain with me.'
'No,' the voice in my head says, 'I want you too remember what really happened. What I wasn't able to break away from your subconscious. You need to remember this more than I want you to. Remember about what happened when you were in the hospital. Remember what you saw. Remember what they said.'
Brad's hand turns black then the rest of the hanger disappears after it, "Let it go," I whisper as I fall backward toward Brad, "Just let go, of every thing you made me be."
The darkness surrounds me covering my eyes to the cold world around me. I feel my hands clench a rough blanket that covers my body. I try to breath but pain stings through my body. I whimper and open my eyes.
Light pours into the room through the window blinds. My bed is enclosed in a sheeted temple. I breathe a shallow breath and look over to my left. His body is limp in the wooden chair. He looks like a rag doll discarded into a corner.
His eye twitches and flicks open then closed and open again, in rapid succession. He looks over at me and smiles. I smile back for a minute and then my breathing lapses and a sharp pain runs through my torso. I close my eyes tightly.
I open my eyes again to see him smiling sadly. I smile back and he stands up and walks over to the bed. He sits down on the edge and holds my hand.
"Hey," he says in a barely audible voice. I don't even try to talk, I just smile and nod my head a little. He squeezes my hand, "I don't want to loose you." His voice cracks and a tear runs down his cheek.
"I'm not going anywhere," I say in a voice quieter than his. He smiles through his tears. He sits there a few more minutes as I try to breathe. He doesn't let go of my hand and I don't try to make him. I don't want to die and loose him. I've worked my ass off to get to where I am. And I'm not giving up now god damnit!
A doctor comes to the door, "Mr. Cloud." Bit looks up at him then back down at me.
I smile, "Go. I'll be fine." He smiles and lets go of my hand walking out of the room. They go around the corner and I listen hard trying to hear what they say.
"You know of Miss. Toros' condition," Bit must have nodded, "Well since you're the only one here I'll just tell you. As a doctor it's my job to go by the books but this is one of the weirdest incidents I've seen in my medical career. By all rights that woman in there should be dead. She came here with little to no blood, she had a full out hole in her torso. I could go on forever with reasons that she should be dead right now.
"But that's not what I'm really worrying about; it's not even that she got impaled! But in the accident you say you were with her most of the time but even so the trauma that she had to go through is unbelievable. There isn't a doubt in my mind that she will have trouble dealing with this, it's a case where the things we know are thrown out the window. For all we know she could have reoccurring nightmares. But at worst I'm thinking that she could become schizophrenic. Then again she could be perfectly fine! There's just no way of telling at this point what will happen. I'm just making sure that you and when they get here everyone else knows that there is a possibility that she has the potential to become... unstable."
"Has it happened before," Bit asks.
"Many times. Different patients, different scenarios, but most, the same effect." There is a long silence.
"Thank you," Bit whispers and walks back into the room. He closes the door behind himself and leans against it. I don't look at him. But I can hear him silently crying. He walks over to his chair and flops down in it.
He must've forgotten I woke up. I look over at him. He's looking at me. His cheeks are streaked with his silent tears.
"Bit," I say moving my hand off the bed toward him and holding it out. He smiles. He stands up and walks over, picking up my hand as he goes. He sits down on the edge of the bed again.
"Don't listen to him," he says moving my hair out of my face, "Doctors are stupid. They don't know anything." He starts to cry. He looks down at my hand. It's so small in his bigger, and at the moment, stronger one.
"Are you OK?" He looks up at me, and smiles, not sadly, just smiles.
"Yeah," He says slowly, "I'll be fine." My eyes close and slowly I feel my body succumb to sleep.
I open my eyes in the darkness, 'This is what I want you to know.' I search out the zoid in the darkness. 'You don't have long. You won't be able to sustain this life much longer.'
'You mean you're going to kill me?'
It laughs an electronic laugh, 'No. Just that you can't live fading in and out of coma and the waking life. Your heart and mind will be far to exhausted soon. They will be incapable of keeping you a live.'
'So I'll just die?' I feel the darkness nod. 'Wake me up.'
'You don't need my help for that. You never have.' I close my eyes.
My eyes open light, and immediately shut again, "Bright," I hear myself say. Someone laughs next to me.
"No duh, Poop." I laugh now. And slowly open my eyes again. Bit sits on the edge of the couch next to me and Brad sits on the other side of the room.
"Thought you were over this whole black-out thing," Brad says with his arms crossed and his legs folded. I shrug.
"Guess not."
"Well either way it's freaky," Bit says leaning back over my legs. Brad laughs. I sit up and prop up with my arms.
"Where is everyone," I ask looking at the doors. Bit looks at Brad.
"Still in town," Brad says.
"Still? What time is it?"
"About three," Bit says looking down at his watch. I sit up and put my head on his shoulder. Brad doesn't say a thing. Bit watches him with interest, shrugs and looks up at the ceiling.
"I'm bored," I say, "There's nothing to do." Brad raises an eyebrow.
"Shouldn't you be thinking about resting?"
"Nah! That gets pointless, very quick."
"So what did you do in the middle of the woods for fun," Bit asks.
"There was a town not far from where I lived so there was usually something to do."
Brad nods, "Leon mentioned that." There comes a strange silence. It reminds me of the silences when Rodger would be eating and I had already finished. And I would just watch him eat. I was always amazed but how slow the old man ate. It just seemed unnatural. But he did.
I smile. Bit looks at me weird.
"What," I say.
He shakes his head, "Nothing." I look at him.
"I'll explain later."
"OK." I laugh.
"What are you two whispering about," Brad asks. Bit looks over at him but I just watch this man in front of me.
'Who are you Bit Cloud? And why the hell do I love you?' He says something to Brad and Brad says something back. I watch his mouth move but I can't hear his words. My eyes slowly fall shut and I sleep again.
Words, names, echo in my head they all begin at different times and over shadow the one before it only to be shunned seconds later. Then I'm standing in a room. Everyone is moving from here to there with no real purpose. I watch as each of them passes me by one after the other. None of them even stop to look at me. They act like I'm a rock in a stream and flow right passed me. I recognize some of them and others seem familiar but I can't place them in my memory. Then someone stops in front of me far ahead and they begin to sift around him or her. They look up but don't seem to see me. Then the room goes black and I can't help but scream. The floor becomes glass and shatters underneath me and I fall through and I don't stop falling. It just keeps going. Until there is another person falling with me then it stops.
I sit up and look around. I'm in my room, on my bed. "It was just a dream," I tell myself, "It was that dream." I lay back down as footstep echo through the hall. They stop outside my door. There is a short silence then someone knocks on my door.
"Yeah," I say sitting up again.
Bit opens the door and comes in, "Hey."
"Hey yourself." He smiles walking over and sits down next to me. I move over so he can sit up beside me with his back on the headboard. He has a worried look on his face.
He takes a deep breath, "Leena-." He stumbles and ends up just looking down at his hands. I pull my legs up to my chest and wait for him to get his words back in order. He takes another deep breath, and sighs.
"What?"
"I don't know. I really don't," He looks over at me, "I should never have left." I look back at him.
"Don't-," I start then stop and try again, "There's nothing either of us can do to change the past."
"Why not? It's just not fair," I put my chin down on my knees, "I just got you back and now I'm gonna loose you again." He slips his finger under my chin and turns my head to look at him. I nearly start to cry just looking at him.
I throw my body at him and wrap my arms around his neck.
"I can handle myself! Take care of things while I'm gone." There is a sadness in his voice that I've never heard there before. His lips brush against mine and he turns around and goes back to stuffing things into the small compartment. And without another word he climes into the cockpit and runs out of our lives.
"But you came back damnit, that's all that matters." He wraps his arms tightly around my waist and slowly rocks from side to side. I pull back and put my hands on either side of his face, "Live every moment like it's your last, and don't give yourself hell because you couldn't stop this."
He nods and I kiss him sloppily. "But I'll never stop loving you."
I smile, "I don't give a shit either way. Although at the moment it's good to know." He smiles. I put my head down on his chest. I had come to be straddling him with my arms around his neck and my head on his chest. I close my eyes and work on remembering the way everything feels.
His chin on the top of my head. His legs between mine. His arms around my back, fingers entwined. His shirt under my head and that smell that only he has.
I fall asleep with these things running through my mind.
- - - - - - -
Two children stand in a small cemetery.
"The ways of this world," the boy says looking at a headstone, "Where is she?" He looks to the small girl next to him who crouches down and puts her hand on the stone. Her warm, but lifeless voids playing a life through he mind.
"She was not ready to die," she says.
"How?"
"Insanity," the girl whispers pulling her hand away from the stone and standing back up. A sad look passes through the boy's cold lifeless voids.
"Sammy? If she wasn't ready to die, then where is she?" the girl smiles.
"She still flies free, only her wings carry a burden. She waits close to the living. She's still waiting."
"It seems wrong."
"Why's that, Troy?"
"She waiting for someone to die. It seems morbid."
The girl smiles and looks to the sky, "But she's waiting, not demanding. And I think she'll keep waiting. She has eternity."
The boy's eyes do not leave the headstone. He reads it again. Leena Toros: Zoid pilot. There is an engraving of two bids a ribbon in their beaks.
'Fly away Leena. You don't need to exist in this place.' He turns away from the grave. The girl smiles then follows after him.
--
Hey! it's Vex for the last time on this piece of work. Confusing stuff:
The red spot on the Saber Fang-
Basically, it's blood. Dried blood. If you can't get the significance of it now you're weird.
Bit's scar-
'member how it said that the zoid wasn't pulled out very far, solution one. Or he could've just got it in the battle, solution two. There are a number of ways he could've got. Or when he busted the cockpit to get into her? Well... yeah.
The LeonXNaomi thing-
Well, I'm actually a fan of the Leon Naomi ship. Leon is too cute (() and nice to end up alone and Brad isn't a people person. XD. But that's just me!
The non-existent father-
Let's call him emotional. Not to mention I hate his character. People read to much into him and it makes him seem... Depressing. I just don't like him and he complicates the whole thing.
If there are any more things I didn't cover there review or e-mail me. E- mail is I check it almost every day so yeah. Love much to all who reviewed. You guy are... nice? Well... enough sentimental shit this is Vex and I hate you all! J/k!
Enter chapter... well the last one!
Frozen Soldier
They gave me an option that I couldn't deny. One that would give them all another chance. I held my breath and let the world spin outside my door for far to long. I look back now on that wasted year and wonder if I hadn't chosen that path would it still have turned out so wrong?
But it took a visit from a person I had almost forgot to realize just how much I had changed. And he saw it the second he saw me.
"LEENA!" his yell echoes through the hanger and Bit grabs his arm.
"Hold up Harry," Bit says and pulls him back, "Maybe that isn't such a good idea."
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN BIT CLOUD!"
"Just that she might not remember you."
"WHAT! My Leena would never forget her Harry."
"Can I put money on that," Brad says next to Bit, "Because I'm with him. I don't think she'll remember you."
"A lot has happened since you left Harry. And I mean a lot," Bit says. I listen to what they say from where I lay on the catwalk in front of the Liger 0. They talk like they don't know I'm here but I know for a fact that Bit knows I'm here he was just talking to me a minute ago. When he heard Harry yelling he told me to but quiet and jumped down from the Liger.
'I don't get it. Who's Harry Chunk?' I watch Bit and Brad talking to him. I watch Bit more. He looks like he's getting more and more upset. When Harry calls me 'His Leena' Bit looks like he wants to deck him. I wish he would. This Harry's constant babble is getting annoying.
When Bit doesn't punch him after another few minutes, I get really annoyed. I jump down from the catwalk and walk over to where they stand. Harry turns around and stretches his arms out toward me.
"LEENA! I told them you'd know who I was!"
"Who are you again?" His face falls and he stares at me blankly, "Hasn't anyone ever told you it's not polite to stare." I pull my arm back and punch him directly in the noes. He yells like a little girl and grabs his noes. He turns around to stare at bit and Brad.
"This is all your fault Bit cloud! You did this to my Leena!" He points at Bit who finally looks like he's had enough.
"Harry. For the millionth time how can she be 'yours' if she doesn't even know who you are? And frankly I'm getting sick of you again," Bit takes two steps toward Harry and punches him in the jaw. He howls like a girl again and runs passed Bit to his Whale king. He stops before he goes in.
"You haven't heard the last of me Bit Cloud! I'll get MY Leena back one way or another!"
"Sure Harry! Whatever you say." Bit yells back at him. I smile as I watch the retreating Whale King. Bit looks over at me and smiles. I don't see it though. I watch the Whale King.
'How much have I changed? All of that felt wrong.' I remember watching the Whale King and then my head started to spin. I feel my legs give way and my knees give under me.
"Leena," Bit says leaning down next to me. Brad has seen this before though and walks around Bit.
"Leena," He says, "Watch my hand." He puts his hand in front of my face. It's blurry and it hurts to look at it. My eyes start to close, "Leena don't let your eyes close keep watching my hand. Bit, go get an ice pack." I feel Bit's hand leave my back.
I look passed Brads hand toward the dessert. I can still see it from here. 'This is what you want, isn't it? You want this pain to remain with me.'
'No,' the voice in my head says, 'I want you too remember what really happened. What I wasn't able to break away from your subconscious. You need to remember this more than I want you to. Remember about what happened when you were in the hospital. Remember what you saw. Remember what they said.'
Brad's hand turns black then the rest of the hanger disappears after it, "Let it go," I whisper as I fall backward toward Brad, "Just let go, of every thing you made me be."
The darkness surrounds me covering my eyes to the cold world around me. I feel my hands clench a rough blanket that covers my body. I try to breath but pain stings through my body. I whimper and open my eyes.
Light pours into the room through the window blinds. My bed is enclosed in a sheeted temple. I breathe a shallow breath and look over to my left. His body is limp in the wooden chair. He looks like a rag doll discarded into a corner.
His eye twitches and flicks open then closed and open again, in rapid succession. He looks over at me and smiles. I smile back for a minute and then my breathing lapses and a sharp pain runs through my torso. I close my eyes tightly.
I open my eyes again to see him smiling sadly. I smile back and he stands up and walks over to the bed. He sits down on the edge and holds my hand.
"Hey," he says in a barely audible voice. I don't even try to talk, I just smile and nod my head a little. He squeezes my hand, "I don't want to loose you." His voice cracks and a tear runs down his cheek.
"I'm not going anywhere," I say in a voice quieter than his. He smiles through his tears. He sits there a few more minutes as I try to breathe. He doesn't let go of my hand and I don't try to make him. I don't want to die and loose him. I've worked my ass off to get to where I am. And I'm not giving up now god damnit!
A doctor comes to the door, "Mr. Cloud." Bit looks up at him then back down at me.
I smile, "Go. I'll be fine." He smiles and lets go of my hand walking out of the room. They go around the corner and I listen hard trying to hear what they say.
"You know of Miss. Toros' condition," Bit must have nodded, "Well since you're the only one here I'll just tell you. As a doctor it's my job to go by the books but this is one of the weirdest incidents I've seen in my medical career. By all rights that woman in there should be dead. She came here with little to no blood, she had a full out hole in her torso. I could go on forever with reasons that she should be dead right now.
"But that's not what I'm really worrying about; it's not even that she got impaled! But in the accident you say you were with her most of the time but even so the trauma that she had to go through is unbelievable. There isn't a doubt in my mind that she will have trouble dealing with this, it's a case where the things we know are thrown out the window. For all we know she could have reoccurring nightmares. But at worst I'm thinking that she could become schizophrenic. Then again she could be perfectly fine! There's just no way of telling at this point what will happen. I'm just making sure that you and when they get here everyone else knows that there is a possibility that she has the potential to become... unstable."
"Has it happened before," Bit asks.
"Many times. Different patients, different scenarios, but most, the same effect." There is a long silence.
"Thank you," Bit whispers and walks back into the room. He closes the door behind himself and leans against it. I don't look at him. But I can hear him silently crying. He walks over to his chair and flops down in it.
He must've forgotten I woke up. I look over at him. He's looking at me. His cheeks are streaked with his silent tears.
"Bit," I say moving my hand off the bed toward him and holding it out. He smiles. He stands up and walks over, picking up my hand as he goes. He sits down on the edge of the bed again.
"Don't listen to him," he says moving my hair out of my face, "Doctors are stupid. They don't know anything." He starts to cry. He looks down at my hand. It's so small in his bigger, and at the moment, stronger one.
"Are you OK?" He looks up at me, and smiles, not sadly, just smiles.
"Yeah," He says slowly, "I'll be fine." My eyes close and slowly I feel my body succumb to sleep.
I open my eyes in the darkness, 'This is what I want you to know.' I search out the zoid in the darkness. 'You don't have long. You won't be able to sustain this life much longer.'
'You mean you're going to kill me?'
It laughs an electronic laugh, 'No. Just that you can't live fading in and out of coma and the waking life. Your heart and mind will be far to exhausted soon. They will be incapable of keeping you a live.'
'So I'll just die?' I feel the darkness nod. 'Wake me up.'
'You don't need my help for that. You never have.' I close my eyes.
My eyes open light, and immediately shut again, "Bright," I hear myself say. Someone laughs next to me.
"No duh, Poop." I laugh now. And slowly open my eyes again. Bit sits on the edge of the couch next to me and Brad sits on the other side of the room.
"Thought you were over this whole black-out thing," Brad says with his arms crossed and his legs folded. I shrug.
"Guess not."
"Well either way it's freaky," Bit says leaning back over my legs. Brad laughs. I sit up and prop up with my arms.
"Where is everyone," I ask looking at the doors. Bit looks at Brad.
"Still in town," Brad says.
"Still? What time is it?"
"About three," Bit says looking down at his watch. I sit up and put my head on his shoulder. Brad doesn't say a thing. Bit watches him with interest, shrugs and looks up at the ceiling.
"I'm bored," I say, "There's nothing to do." Brad raises an eyebrow.
"Shouldn't you be thinking about resting?"
"Nah! That gets pointless, very quick."
"So what did you do in the middle of the woods for fun," Bit asks.
"There was a town not far from where I lived so there was usually something to do."
Brad nods, "Leon mentioned that." There comes a strange silence. It reminds me of the silences when Rodger would be eating and I had already finished. And I would just watch him eat. I was always amazed but how slow the old man ate. It just seemed unnatural. But he did.
I smile. Bit looks at me weird.
"What," I say.
He shakes his head, "Nothing." I look at him.
"I'll explain later."
"OK." I laugh.
"What are you two whispering about," Brad asks. Bit looks over at him but I just watch this man in front of me.
'Who are you Bit Cloud? And why the hell do I love you?' He says something to Brad and Brad says something back. I watch his mouth move but I can't hear his words. My eyes slowly fall shut and I sleep again.
Words, names, echo in my head they all begin at different times and over shadow the one before it only to be shunned seconds later. Then I'm standing in a room. Everyone is moving from here to there with no real purpose. I watch as each of them passes me by one after the other. None of them even stop to look at me. They act like I'm a rock in a stream and flow right passed me. I recognize some of them and others seem familiar but I can't place them in my memory. Then someone stops in front of me far ahead and they begin to sift around him or her. They look up but don't seem to see me. Then the room goes black and I can't help but scream. The floor becomes glass and shatters underneath me and I fall through and I don't stop falling. It just keeps going. Until there is another person falling with me then it stops.
I sit up and look around. I'm in my room, on my bed. "It was just a dream," I tell myself, "It was that dream." I lay back down as footstep echo through the hall. They stop outside my door. There is a short silence then someone knocks on my door.
"Yeah," I say sitting up again.
Bit opens the door and comes in, "Hey."
"Hey yourself." He smiles walking over and sits down next to me. I move over so he can sit up beside me with his back on the headboard. He has a worried look on his face.
He takes a deep breath, "Leena-." He stumbles and ends up just looking down at his hands. I pull my legs up to my chest and wait for him to get his words back in order. He takes another deep breath, and sighs.
"What?"
"I don't know. I really don't," He looks over at me, "I should never have left." I look back at him.
"Don't-," I start then stop and try again, "There's nothing either of us can do to change the past."
"Why not? It's just not fair," I put my chin down on my knees, "I just got you back and now I'm gonna loose you again." He slips his finger under my chin and turns my head to look at him. I nearly start to cry just looking at him.
I throw my body at him and wrap my arms around his neck.
"I can handle myself! Take care of things while I'm gone." There is a sadness in his voice that I've never heard there before. His lips brush against mine and he turns around and goes back to stuffing things into the small compartment. And without another word he climes into the cockpit and runs out of our lives.
"But you came back damnit, that's all that matters." He wraps his arms tightly around my waist and slowly rocks from side to side. I pull back and put my hands on either side of his face, "Live every moment like it's your last, and don't give yourself hell because you couldn't stop this."
He nods and I kiss him sloppily. "But I'll never stop loving you."
I smile, "I don't give a shit either way. Although at the moment it's good to know." He smiles. I put my head down on his chest. I had come to be straddling him with my arms around his neck and my head on his chest. I close my eyes and work on remembering the way everything feels.
His chin on the top of my head. His legs between mine. His arms around my back, fingers entwined. His shirt under my head and that smell that only he has.
I fall asleep with these things running through my mind.
- - - - - - -
Two children stand in a small cemetery.
"The ways of this world," the boy says looking at a headstone, "Where is she?" He looks to the small girl next to him who crouches down and puts her hand on the stone. Her warm, but lifeless voids playing a life through he mind.
"She was not ready to die," she says.
"How?"
"Insanity," the girl whispers pulling her hand away from the stone and standing back up. A sad look passes through the boy's cold lifeless voids.
"Sammy? If she wasn't ready to die, then where is she?" the girl smiles.
"She still flies free, only her wings carry a burden. She waits close to the living. She's still waiting."
"It seems wrong."
"Why's that, Troy?"
"She waiting for someone to die. It seems morbid."
The girl smiles and looks to the sky, "But she's waiting, not demanding. And I think she'll keep waiting. She has eternity."
The boy's eyes do not leave the headstone. He reads it again. Leena Toros: Zoid pilot. There is an engraving of two bids a ribbon in their beaks.
'Fly away Leena. You don't need to exist in this place.' He turns away from the grave. The girl smiles then follows after him.
--
Hey! it's Vex for the last time on this piece of work. Confusing stuff:
The red spot on the Saber Fang-
Basically, it's blood. Dried blood. If you can't get the significance of it now you're weird.
Bit's scar-
'member how it said that the zoid wasn't pulled out very far, solution one. Or he could've just got it in the battle, solution two. There are a number of ways he could've got. Or when he busted the cockpit to get into her? Well... yeah.
The LeonXNaomi thing-
Well, I'm actually a fan of the Leon Naomi ship. Leon is too cute (() and nice to end up alone and Brad isn't a people person. XD. But that's just me!
The non-existent father-
Let's call him emotional. Not to mention I hate his character. People read to much into him and it makes him seem... Depressing. I just don't like him and he complicates the whole thing.
If there are any more things I didn't cover there review or e-mail me. E- mail is I check it almost every day so yeah. Love much to all who reviewed. You guy are... nice? Well... enough sentimental shit this is Vex and I hate you all! J/k!