Me: um, yeah, I'm back. We'd like to say something to all of the rabid
reviewers out there that are probably ready to rip out my throat because I
haven't updated in such a long time-
Sandy: DON'T KILL US!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (o.o)
Me: exactly. . .
Anyway, I'd like to have a one-on-many chat with all of you. As some of you know, I put up the last chapter sometime in October. Well, if some of you are into news stuff you might of heard of the large wildfire in San Diego that burned down hundreds of houses and killed some people.
I live in San Diego.
Actually, I live more by Del Mar north of downtown San Diego, but man, if you lived anywhere nearby it was raining ash for nearly an entire WEEK. It was horrible. The only light we had was a dull orange glow, and this was all through the week of Halloween too. Now I didn't lose my home, but many, MANY others did. And fire fighters risked death to finally get the blaze under control. What I'd like to say in conclusion is with the holiday season coming up please be thankful of what you have and toward the people that provide for your welfare and safety.
Happy Holidays and enjoy! (o~.^o)
*****
WHO LET THE DOGS. . .ER. . . ZOIDS OUT!
*****
Blade "accidentally" bumped into a guy in a business suit while walking down the sidewalk. Although it was with his bad arm, he hardly felt the pain anymore. The other guy mumbled a "Sorry," and continued on his way without giving it a second thought. Blade flipped out the guy's wallet he had just slipped from his pocket and leafed through the bills, snickering.
"Heh, heh, heh. . .fourth victim today,"
"Hey you!"
"Well, almost,"
"Hey! You have my wallet, don't you!" Blade's most recent victim had been slightly more alert then he would've liked.
Without turning around, Blade began sprinting down the sidewalk. The other guy shouted again and gave chase. Blade smirked. He suddenly darted between two parked cars and ran into traffic. Car honked as they sped by him, but he wasn't worried. True thieves never lose two lives the same way.
A car that was headed toward him slammed on the brakes. Blade simply jumped, landed on the car hood, jumped again, and landed safely on the sidewalk on the other side. More honking and shouting down the street caught his attention. The loud revving of a motorcycle swerved between the cars.
Tsume told Blade that she had merged with the type of vehicle he wanted.
Blade grinned ear to ear when he caught sight of motorcycle, once black, now plated with Tsume's green and dark purple armor and with a cat like head that looked like Tsume plated on the front, drive itself haphazardly toward Blade. Without stopping the motorcycle, he grabbed the handlebars and hopped on. He stomped on the accelerator and blew through the traffic with complete disregard for his health.
That was how he lived, and dammed if anyone tried to stop him.
He blew through a red light, turned sharply to the left, sliding the back tire across the pavement with a loud, "SCREEEEEEE!" and accelerating with such force the front wheel of the bike lifted off the ground. He completely tuned out the honking cars and the angry driver's creative uses of the conventional four-letter words.
"YEEEE HEE HEEE!" Blade shouted toward the sky, his body filled to the brim with excitement and adrenaline. There were no wanted posters or bounties in this city, but with his day of fun that could easily change, and he looked forward to it.
Something caught his eye. He screeched to a halt on a deserted side road and looked up. Towering above the surrounding buildings was a uniquely built skyscraper. A sign on the front read: KAIBA CORP. A large grin spread across Blade's face.
~Oooo. . . my thief senses are tingling. Whaddya think Tsume?~
An anticipating growl rumbled from the motorcycle.
"All right," Blade hissed aloud, the evil grin still on his face.
*****
A security guard looked up at the sound of light footsteps, but before he could raise his voice in warning a black blur rushed at him and with a single hand chop to the neck was knocked unconscious.
"Hey you! You're unauthorized to be here!" Two more armed security guards ran towards a smirking Blade, drawing their guns out. "Hold it right there!"
But before they could reach him Tsume dropped suddenly from the rafters and smashed both of them into the walls with a single powerful swipe.
"Nice one, buddy." Blade said.
Tsume commented that the security sucked here.
"You got that right. Not even a challenge. C'mon!"
Together, Blade and Tsume ran down the corridors looking for anything to swipe or spark their interest. Blade found a vending machine and started to work on it. In a few short minutes he had the machine wide open with a pile of snack food surrounding his ankles.
"Sweet! Hey Tsume. . ." but he didn't see Tsume anywhere. "Huh. Where'd she go?"
Tsume called Blade, telling him she was in a large room further down the hall.
Blade quickly stuffed his pockets full of candy and chips and went to find his partner. He found her in what looked like some sort of control room. Tsume looked up went he entered.
She said she had found something interesting.
Blade followed her line of sight to the strange piece of equipment lying on a control panel. It had a large circular base that looked like it could strap onto a person's forearm and two flat blue and white surfaces that were attached to both sides.
"The hell is this?" Blade snorted. He picked it up and snorted again. "How Dinosuara age can you get?"
The door suddenly swung open behind him. Blade and Tsume both whirled around to come face-to-face with Seto Kaiba, the CEO of Kaiba Corp himself.
There was a brief period of silence. Then. . .
"What the HELL are YOU doing here!" raged the CEO.
"Ummm. . ." Blade glanced at Tsume before looking back at Seto. "We got lost from the tour?" he tried weakly.
The brown haired teen's eyes narrowed at him. Blade could easily read the look of unbelief on his face. The reason for that expression baffled him, but then again, he couldn't care less. The second look that he could pick up made a lot more sense. After the incident at the hospital and the sight of the many gleaming daggers belted to his front, it was no wonder that he had the look of fear in his eyes.
"Listen you," snarled the CEO. "Whoever you are, I don't know how you managed to get in here but I'm giving you about five seconds to get out while you still can." His voice was low and tense. "Security have probably already entered this floor, and on my command I can have you erased from society by sundown."
Seto Kaiba's threat fell on deaf ears.
"Wad'dya think this is Tsume?" Blade said holding up the contraption they were looking at sooner to his Organoid partner.
"Hey! Put that down!" shouted Seto. "That's my Duel Disk System! It contains the most advanced holographic simulation technology in the world, though why I have to explain it to you again is beyond me. I guess you really do have amnesia."
Blade raised an eyebrow. Whatever this nut case was blabbing about, it was starting to bother him. He looked at the Duel Disk System.
"Advanced technology? Ha! MY advanced technology could EAT your advanced technology! Here Tsume, lunch."
"You wouldn't. . ." but before Kaiba could finish his sentence the large mechanical cat took the piece of equipment in its jaws and crunched it in two.
Kaiba's livid blue eyes blazed with fury. The door slamming open and the pounding of footsteps signaled the arrival of the security.
Kaiba barked orders at them without waiting for them to greet him. "Get them!" he raged, pointing at the human-organoid pair. "I don't care how or what you do, but BRING THEM DOWN!!"
He turned and found the room empty.
"Ooo, them's fight'n words," jeered a voice from behind. Kaiba turned around just in time to see Blade and Tsume disappear back through the door they entered.
"Hey Tsume! Is it just me or are you getting a serious case of déjà vu?" Blade panted as they ran from the security guards.
Tsume readily agreed.
Blade and Tsume rounded a corner and nearly bowled over a kid with wild dark hair and looked to be about 12 or 13.
"WHA-! Huh? Yugi?" the kid said startled.
"Huh?" Blade realized that that was the same name the girl with the short brown hair had called him before. The guards rounded the corner behind them and without thinking he grabbed the kid and ran. He might need something to negotiate with.
"Whaaaa! Put me down! Why are you doing this Yugi?! What's happened to you?!"
"Stop calling me that!" Blade snapped, more to convince himself then to the kid.
Tsume warned him of a window ahead. He wouldn't need the kid after all.
Blade dropped the kid while Tsume ran ahead and smashed the window in. Together, the two jumped from the window into the streets below.
*****
~This is getting annoying,~ Blade growled to himself. ~Tsume, I need another motorcycle. Hey there's a nice one. Take that.~ He was eyeing a nice looking one with red and yellow flames. No sooner did he give the order then Tsume rocketed from the sky and integrated with the motorcycle in a blinding flash of light. The engine roared to life and it sprang from its parking spot and into the streets with Blade jumping on in the process.
"My bike! That little punk swiped my bike!" the motorcycle's owner screamed after him. A nearby cop saw it and radioed for back-up as he hopped inside his squad car.
Blade became quickly a where of the sirens squealing behind him. However, before he could do anything about it, a cop car suddenly appeared before him, coming from a crossing street. He swerved to miss but lost control of the bike and skidded sideways on the pavement on his bad side. Tsume hit something further up, but Blade wasn't watching. For the second time within 24 hours Blade was fighting to remain clear-headed in spite of pain.
~Damn it all!~ his mind screamed as the patrol men walked toward him.
"Alright kid, on yer feet," one of them growled as he hauled Blade up from the pavement. "Ya seem to be no worse fer wear I geuss."
Blade suddenly felt himself being pushed onto the hood of the car and searched. Cold steel clamped around his wrist and he was shoved into the back of a patrol car.
~Man this ride sucks,~ thought Blade as he looked around the interior of the car. ~Alright Tsume. Time for a mechanical makeover.~
Tsume had been waiting for this command. When an Organoid fuses with another machine, weather car or Zoid, the Organoid has the unique power to transform the machine to give it an entirely new look and change it's handling. Tsume un-integrated with the motorcycle. She flew into the air amid the startled policemen. She few in a graceful arc and toward the cop car that held Blade. She melded with it in a flash of light, changing the patrol car into a green and dark purple hot rod convertible. Blade leaned out of the front seat twirling the handcuffs on his finger.
"Oy! All you doughnut stuffers! You're in over your heads if you think you can catch a member of the Tokyo Ready Team!"
With that, Blade threw the handcuffs off and slammed on the accelerator, leaving the dumb-founded cops behind.
"Whad'dya think chief?" asked one finally.
". . .I think we're gonna need backup."
*****
Blade drove down the now darkened streets of Domino. He was going an even 60, he had one arm draped over the side of the car, and he was in deep thought. These people, the ones at the hospital, the kid in the tower. . .the girl, they all seemed to know him from somewhere. Yugi. That's what they had called him. Who was he? Did he really look like him?
Tsume reminded him of his short time on the team.
"So?" Blade snapped rather grumpily.
Tsume was a bit taken aback by Blade's harsh reponse.
"*sigh. . .* I'm sorry."
Tsume readily forgave him. She them told him that he didn't remember much about himself when he first arrived.
Blade thought for a moment. She had a point.
~Maybe,~ he thought. ~Maybe I'm somehow connected to this world. Maybe I was born-~
He suddenly snapped out of his thoughts by two things out in the street in front of him, one human, one metallic red. He slammed on the brakes and spun the steering wheel. The whole back end of the car spun in a 180- degree arc right over where the two figures had stood. He sat in a stunned silence for a moment, then the car bucked right as a boy with a black shirt and cargo shorts and with red hair and yellow eyes landed in the passenger seat after jumping several feet in the air to avoid the car. A large red Organoid landed in the back seat with such force the two front wheels lifted off of the ground.
"Neo?" Blade couldn't believe he was looking at one of his fellow members the Tokyo Ready Team. The boy turned toward his teammate, his feet still up on the dashboard because of the fall, and grinned as if he fell into speeding cars all the time.
"Blade-buddy! Waz happen'ng?"
*****
Me: yeeha! Finally done! Coming up in the next chapter: meet the rest of the Tokyo Ready Team! And Blade tries to find answers to his past by talking to Anzu, and maybe even a little romance mixed in! Mostly flashbacks of how his new life with the Team got started with a little humor mixed in as Bakura and Malik run afoul of two other members of the Team.
Sandy: stick with us and REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!!
Me: Oh, and I'm getting some of my art up on our school club website. I'll let you know when I post a picture of the Tokyo Ready Team!
Ja Ne!
Sandy: DON'T KILL US!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (o.o)
Me: exactly. . .
Anyway, I'd like to have a one-on-many chat with all of you. As some of you know, I put up the last chapter sometime in October. Well, if some of you are into news stuff you might of heard of the large wildfire in San Diego that burned down hundreds of houses and killed some people.
I live in San Diego.
Actually, I live more by Del Mar north of downtown San Diego, but man, if you lived anywhere nearby it was raining ash for nearly an entire WEEK. It was horrible. The only light we had was a dull orange glow, and this was all through the week of Halloween too. Now I didn't lose my home, but many, MANY others did. And fire fighters risked death to finally get the blaze under control. What I'd like to say in conclusion is with the holiday season coming up please be thankful of what you have and toward the people that provide for your welfare and safety.
Happy Holidays and enjoy! (o~.^o)
*****
WHO LET THE DOGS. . .ER. . . ZOIDS OUT!
*****
Blade "accidentally" bumped into a guy in a business suit while walking down the sidewalk. Although it was with his bad arm, he hardly felt the pain anymore. The other guy mumbled a "Sorry," and continued on his way without giving it a second thought. Blade flipped out the guy's wallet he had just slipped from his pocket and leafed through the bills, snickering.
"Heh, heh, heh. . .fourth victim today,"
"Hey you!"
"Well, almost,"
"Hey! You have my wallet, don't you!" Blade's most recent victim had been slightly more alert then he would've liked.
Without turning around, Blade began sprinting down the sidewalk. The other guy shouted again and gave chase. Blade smirked. He suddenly darted between two parked cars and ran into traffic. Car honked as they sped by him, but he wasn't worried. True thieves never lose two lives the same way.
A car that was headed toward him slammed on the brakes. Blade simply jumped, landed on the car hood, jumped again, and landed safely on the sidewalk on the other side. More honking and shouting down the street caught his attention. The loud revving of a motorcycle swerved between the cars.
Tsume told Blade that she had merged with the type of vehicle he wanted.
Blade grinned ear to ear when he caught sight of motorcycle, once black, now plated with Tsume's green and dark purple armor and with a cat like head that looked like Tsume plated on the front, drive itself haphazardly toward Blade. Without stopping the motorcycle, he grabbed the handlebars and hopped on. He stomped on the accelerator and blew through the traffic with complete disregard for his health.
That was how he lived, and dammed if anyone tried to stop him.
He blew through a red light, turned sharply to the left, sliding the back tire across the pavement with a loud, "SCREEEEEEE!" and accelerating with such force the front wheel of the bike lifted off the ground. He completely tuned out the honking cars and the angry driver's creative uses of the conventional four-letter words.
"YEEEE HEE HEEE!" Blade shouted toward the sky, his body filled to the brim with excitement and adrenaline. There were no wanted posters or bounties in this city, but with his day of fun that could easily change, and he looked forward to it.
Something caught his eye. He screeched to a halt on a deserted side road and looked up. Towering above the surrounding buildings was a uniquely built skyscraper. A sign on the front read: KAIBA CORP. A large grin spread across Blade's face.
~Oooo. . . my thief senses are tingling. Whaddya think Tsume?~
An anticipating growl rumbled from the motorcycle.
"All right," Blade hissed aloud, the evil grin still on his face.
*****
A security guard looked up at the sound of light footsteps, but before he could raise his voice in warning a black blur rushed at him and with a single hand chop to the neck was knocked unconscious.
"Hey you! You're unauthorized to be here!" Two more armed security guards ran towards a smirking Blade, drawing their guns out. "Hold it right there!"
But before they could reach him Tsume dropped suddenly from the rafters and smashed both of them into the walls with a single powerful swipe.
"Nice one, buddy." Blade said.
Tsume commented that the security sucked here.
"You got that right. Not even a challenge. C'mon!"
Together, Blade and Tsume ran down the corridors looking for anything to swipe or spark their interest. Blade found a vending machine and started to work on it. In a few short minutes he had the machine wide open with a pile of snack food surrounding his ankles.
"Sweet! Hey Tsume. . ." but he didn't see Tsume anywhere. "Huh. Where'd she go?"
Tsume called Blade, telling him she was in a large room further down the hall.
Blade quickly stuffed his pockets full of candy and chips and went to find his partner. He found her in what looked like some sort of control room. Tsume looked up went he entered.
She said she had found something interesting.
Blade followed her line of sight to the strange piece of equipment lying on a control panel. It had a large circular base that looked like it could strap onto a person's forearm and two flat blue and white surfaces that were attached to both sides.
"The hell is this?" Blade snorted. He picked it up and snorted again. "How Dinosuara age can you get?"
The door suddenly swung open behind him. Blade and Tsume both whirled around to come face-to-face with Seto Kaiba, the CEO of Kaiba Corp himself.
There was a brief period of silence. Then. . .
"What the HELL are YOU doing here!" raged the CEO.
"Ummm. . ." Blade glanced at Tsume before looking back at Seto. "We got lost from the tour?" he tried weakly.
The brown haired teen's eyes narrowed at him. Blade could easily read the look of unbelief on his face. The reason for that expression baffled him, but then again, he couldn't care less. The second look that he could pick up made a lot more sense. After the incident at the hospital and the sight of the many gleaming daggers belted to his front, it was no wonder that he had the look of fear in his eyes.
"Listen you," snarled the CEO. "Whoever you are, I don't know how you managed to get in here but I'm giving you about five seconds to get out while you still can." His voice was low and tense. "Security have probably already entered this floor, and on my command I can have you erased from society by sundown."
Seto Kaiba's threat fell on deaf ears.
"Wad'dya think this is Tsume?" Blade said holding up the contraption they were looking at sooner to his Organoid partner.
"Hey! Put that down!" shouted Seto. "That's my Duel Disk System! It contains the most advanced holographic simulation technology in the world, though why I have to explain it to you again is beyond me. I guess you really do have amnesia."
Blade raised an eyebrow. Whatever this nut case was blabbing about, it was starting to bother him. He looked at the Duel Disk System.
"Advanced technology? Ha! MY advanced technology could EAT your advanced technology! Here Tsume, lunch."
"You wouldn't. . ." but before Kaiba could finish his sentence the large mechanical cat took the piece of equipment in its jaws and crunched it in two.
Kaiba's livid blue eyes blazed with fury. The door slamming open and the pounding of footsteps signaled the arrival of the security.
Kaiba barked orders at them without waiting for them to greet him. "Get them!" he raged, pointing at the human-organoid pair. "I don't care how or what you do, but BRING THEM DOWN!!"
He turned and found the room empty.
"Ooo, them's fight'n words," jeered a voice from behind. Kaiba turned around just in time to see Blade and Tsume disappear back through the door they entered.
"Hey Tsume! Is it just me or are you getting a serious case of déjà vu?" Blade panted as they ran from the security guards.
Tsume readily agreed.
Blade and Tsume rounded a corner and nearly bowled over a kid with wild dark hair and looked to be about 12 or 13.
"WHA-! Huh? Yugi?" the kid said startled.
"Huh?" Blade realized that that was the same name the girl with the short brown hair had called him before. The guards rounded the corner behind them and without thinking he grabbed the kid and ran. He might need something to negotiate with.
"Whaaaa! Put me down! Why are you doing this Yugi?! What's happened to you?!"
"Stop calling me that!" Blade snapped, more to convince himself then to the kid.
Tsume warned him of a window ahead. He wouldn't need the kid after all.
Blade dropped the kid while Tsume ran ahead and smashed the window in. Together, the two jumped from the window into the streets below.
*****
~This is getting annoying,~ Blade growled to himself. ~Tsume, I need another motorcycle. Hey there's a nice one. Take that.~ He was eyeing a nice looking one with red and yellow flames. No sooner did he give the order then Tsume rocketed from the sky and integrated with the motorcycle in a blinding flash of light. The engine roared to life and it sprang from its parking spot and into the streets with Blade jumping on in the process.
"My bike! That little punk swiped my bike!" the motorcycle's owner screamed after him. A nearby cop saw it and radioed for back-up as he hopped inside his squad car.
Blade became quickly a where of the sirens squealing behind him. However, before he could do anything about it, a cop car suddenly appeared before him, coming from a crossing street. He swerved to miss but lost control of the bike and skidded sideways on the pavement on his bad side. Tsume hit something further up, but Blade wasn't watching. For the second time within 24 hours Blade was fighting to remain clear-headed in spite of pain.
~Damn it all!~ his mind screamed as the patrol men walked toward him.
"Alright kid, on yer feet," one of them growled as he hauled Blade up from the pavement. "Ya seem to be no worse fer wear I geuss."
Blade suddenly felt himself being pushed onto the hood of the car and searched. Cold steel clamped around his wrist and he was shoved into the back of a patrol car.
~Man this ride sucks,~ thought Blade as he looked around the interior of the car. ~Alright Tsume. Time for a mechanical makeover.~
Tsume had been waiting for this command. When an Organoid fuses with another machine, weather car or Zoid, the Organoid has the unique power to transform the machine to give it an entirely new look and change it's handling. Tsume un-integrated with the motorcycle. She flew into the air amid the startled policemen. She few in a graceful arc and toward the cop car that held Blade. She melded with it in a flash of light, changing the patrol car into a green and dark purple hot rod convertible. Blade leaned out of the front seat twirling the handcuffs on his finger.
"Oy! All you doughnut stuffers! You're in over your heads if you think you can catch a member of the Tokyo Ready Team!"
With that, Blade threw the handcuffs off and slammed on the accelerator, leaving the dumb-founded cops behind.
"Whad'dya think chief?" asked one finally.
". . .I think we're gonna need backup."
*****
Blade drove down the now darkened streets of Domino. He was going an even 60, he had one arm draped over the side of the car, and he was in deep thought. These people, the ones at the hospital, the kid in the tower. . .the girl, they all seemed to know him from somewhere. Yugi. That's what they had called him. Who was he? Did he really look like him?
Tsume reminded him of his short time on the team.
"So?" Blade snapped rather grumpily.
Tsume was a bit taken aback by Blade's harsh reponse.
"*sigh. . .* I'm sorry."
Tsume readily forgave him. She them told him that he didn't remember much about himself when he first arrived.
Blade thought for a moment. She had a point.
~Maybe,~ he thought. ~Maybe I'm somehow connected to this world. Maybe I was born-~
He suddenly snapped out of his thoughts by two things out in the street in front of him, one human, one metallic red. He slammed on the brakes and spun the steering wheel. The whole back end of the car spun in a 180- degree arc right over where the two figures had stood. He sat in a stunned silence for a moment, then the car bucked right as a boy with a black shirt and cargo shorts and with red hair and yellow eyes landed in the passenger seat after jumping several feet in the air to avoid the car. A large red Organoid landed in the back seat with such force the two front wheels lifted off of the ground.
"Neo?" Blade couldn't believe he was looking at one of his fellow members the Tokyo Ready Team. The boy turned toward his teammate, his feet still up on the dashboard because of the fall, and grinned as if he fell into speeding cars all the time.
"Blade-buddy! Waz happen'ng?"
*****
Me: yeeha! Finally done! Coming up in the next chapter: meet the rest of the Tokyo Ready Team! And Blade tries to find answers to his past by talking to Anzu, and maybe even a little romance mixed in! Mostly flashbacks of how his new life with the Team got started with a little humor mixed in as Bakura and Malik run afoul of two other members of the Team.
Sandy: stick with us and REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!!
Me: Oh, and I'm getting some of my art up on our school club website. I'll let you know when I post a picture of the Tokyo Ready Team!
Ja Ne!