ME (Bluefly7): Are you upset cuz Warhorse died? I'm sorry.
But I was considering possibly writing a new and improved version of Warhorse. Or taking Riotball (a Warhorse game I made up) and turning it into my own version of zoids.
(Mercenary Pen): Yes. I'm glad you liked it. I'm doing my best to connect all the characters, so them meeting each other makes you ask, "Coincidence? Or is it fate?"
Warhorse (Mercenary Pen): Insignificant? ME!?! How dare you! ((Hides in corner and sobs.))
Blackie the Black Blade Liger: Ha! Baby!
ME: Yes, this is my pet Blade Liger. He goes by Blackie, BB, or just Liger.
Blackie: Yes. It's a pleasure to meet you all! Let me tell you a little bit about myself. I'm a Blade Liger. I am D-m-n-w-t's pet, friend, and partner in crime. I work for the Guardian Force as a secret agent and my current mission is to assist D-m-n-w-t in writing this fic. While I'm here I'm also supposed to lead the menacing "Metallic Felines for Puppy Stoning" organization. Or just MFPS. We are the same people who took D-m-n-w-t's name.
ME: What the hell!?! That was you!?!
Blackie: Yes.
ME: Bastard!
Blackie: ((Ignores D-m-n-w-t)) My hobbies include knitting, taking long walks on the beach, getting seriously drunk, decapitating small birds, raping babies, and stoning puppies.
ME: ...Mental note: don't piss him off.
Warhorse: He's a loony.
ME: Yup. And a blow jobbing name-stealer!!!
Warhorse: Wow. What a cock bite.
Blackie: Oh yeah! When you get me mad, I bite you balls off.
ME: I'm so glad I'm a girl.
Warhorse: I have no gender. I'm neutral.
Blackie: Well, if you happen to be a girl like D-m-n-w-t, I rape you!
ME: But you can't rape me! I'm writing the fuckin' story! It's my fault you even exist!
Warhorse: What!?! You made this evil creature!?!
Blackie: Do me a favor? FLAME!!! If you want to write a review, make it a flamer! That way I have an excuse to bite off your balls/rape the shit outa' you!
ME: This is retarded; I'm starting the fic.
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Zoids: FUBAR
Chapter 4
(This one's for you fire inu!)
Lucifer
Run. That's what he needed to do. Run as fast as his robotic legs can carry him. That's what Diego told him. Lucifer remembered the moment well: ((FLASHBACK))
"If anything happens to me," Diego had said. "Run Lucifer. Go back to Rembmer's Coliseum and stay with Sven and Axel."
((END FLASHBACK))
It had been their first mission together, and a very dangerous one at that. They had to sneak inside another thieves' base and steal their most valuable zoid. The Blitz Tiger.
Sure. That was a long time ago (three years), but the rules still apply. If Diego gets into trouble, Lucifer had to find Axel and Sven. Diego's most trusted friends.
But Lucifer couldn't help feeling guilty about leaving his Chosen behind. (A/N: I just made up the word Chosen. I figured organoids have to have a word for the people they chose to be with for the rest of their life, so Chosen will do. If you have a better idea would you be so kind as to tell me?)
Rembmer's Coliseum wasn't far off. He could see the huge dome ceiling rising out of the horizon. He ran faster and activated his boosters to increase his speed for that last dash.
The coliseum was just outside the city of Boon and was its main attraction. Tourists from all over came here to see the exciting one-on-one and to-the-death matches that the local zoid pilots took part in. The coliseum was owned by a man named Douglas Rembmer, a very suspicious character. There were several rumors floating around that said Rembmer used to be a part of the Backdraft organization, but no one dared to accuse such a rich man of these crimes. Plus he provided everyone with action and entertainment unparalleled by anyone or anything (other than the ZBC battles that you saw on TV of course).
Lucifer stopped just short of the doors. He knew he wasn't allowed to be seen by anyone other than the people who worked at this place; so he didn't think it would be such a great idea to go charging inside a full coliseum during the battles. He knew he would be caught.
But how to get inside.
He needed to find Sven and Axel if he wanted to help Diego. And helping Diego was at the very top of his Things-To-Do list, so it was vital for him get inside.
He waited for a stroke of brilliance, but nothing came to him. Why did it have to be nighttime? Why couldn't it be high noon or something?
If he didn't hurry, that mysterious zoid would hurt Diego! Or worse! It could kill him!
The very idea made Lucifer panicky and hysterical. He had to find Axel!
He growled to himself. "Gotta get in there."
And an idea sprang into his head.
He crouched. Opened his boosters. Charged them. And finally took off, jumping at the dark indigo sky.
He landed on top of the black dome roof. If memory served him correctly, there was a large air vent on the far left that was loose. He walked towards the spot. Below him he could hear the roaring crowd and the gunshots of battling zoids. Yes! It was there. He remembered what Diego told him a long time ago. ((FLASHBACK))
"This, Lucifer, is our secret entrance."
Lucifer growled, "Why do we need it?"
Diego took the screws out of their places. "It's also an escape route too I guess. But we'll call it a secret door for now. It's just between you and me Lucifer! No one else can know so don't tell!"
"How can I tell when nobody can understand what I'm saying when I speak?"
((END FLASHBACK))
Yes. But that was so long ago. Only a week after the two had met. Diego was only eight and often did crazy things like that with Lucifer. Things that wouldn't normally matter.
Until now.
Lucifer clamped his jaws around the small handle that opened the vent. He pulled up, and with some effort, managed to open it. He let himself fall onto the uppermost floor of the coliseum. The floor where only employees where allowed.
"Lucifer? Is that you?"
Lucifer spun and found himself facing Sven, Diego's best friend. "Where's Axel? Diego's in trouble!" Lucifer roared.
Sven cocked his head. Humans are so... stupid. Why couldn't they understand organoid speech?
"Is something wrong?" Sven asked. "Where's Diego at?"
Lucifer growled in annoyance. He ran past Sven in search of Axel. Axel would know what to do. He always was the brains of the outfit.
It wasn't long before Lucifer found what he was looking for. But who was that man Axel was speaking with? Lucifer didn't recognize him. The man was tall, broad shouldered. Looked like the type of man you wouldn't want to cross. He had big hands that were curled up into fists and muscular arms to match. He had hard, stone-cold gray eyes and flaming red hair. Lucifer stayed at a distance, hidden behind the corner of a wall. He would approach Axel after this man left.
"The Spinnosappa you asked for should be here soon," Axel was saying to the stranger. "Diego's never failed before."
They were talking about the job. This was no surprise to Lucifer. The whole place was run by thieves, why should this be a surprise?
"I hope you're right," the stranger said.
"I'm sure I am," Axel assured him.
"His organoid," the mystery man started.
"Yes?"
"We may need it."
Axel gave him a questioning look. "What for?"
The man narrowed his eyes. "You know what I mean. We've had this discussion before! Das Bose Schwarz!"
Axel looked down almost guiltily. "Rembmer, I can't.... How can we separate those two? Diego and Lucifer are never apart."
So this was Rembmer? What did he mean, "We may need the organoid?" Lucifer found himself growing uncomfortable. He didn't like where this was going.
"Besides," Axel continued. "Only two Ultimate Xs have been discovered, while there are records of four organoids. Wouldn't it be easier just to find another one of those four? Why do we have to build our own?"
"Because we don't know where the other ones are!" Rembmer yelled. "And besides, the more the merrier. If we can successfully construct and Ultimate X zoid, and find the remaining two, it will be that much easier to bring down the Berserk Fuhrer for good!"
What!?! They were building an Ultimate X? And they were going to use Lucifer to do it?
I need to get out of here, Lucifer thought to himself.
He slowly turned around, trying to stay as quiet as possible. He had never felt so afraid. If he didn't get out of here fast, he may never see Diego again.
As soon as he facing the right direction, he ran down the hall. It didn't matter who saw him anymore.
He heard cries of surprise as he tore past employees, and thought for sure he heard the man named Rembmer yell, "Get that zoid!"
This was too easy. He was so much faster than everyone else it was funny. He would be gone; out the hatch in no time.
But... where is the hatch?
He couldn't remember. Had he passed it already? Was it just up ahead? Had he run in the wrong direction? He didn't know.
There was a hissing BANG and Lucifer felt fiery pain shoot through his leg. Someone just shot him! Damn, they're desperate!
He took a sharp turn and leapt off the side of the railing down into the middle of a zoid battle. It was the Dibison vs. the Lightning Saix. Lucifer decided that since his mission was to get out as fast as possible he melded with the Saix.
The minute his body was the same as the zoid's, he high-tailed it outa there, despite the pilot's confused cries.
"Hey what's goin' on!?!" the Saix's pilot screamed. "STOP!!! STOOOP!!!"
Lucifer had had enough and ejected the pilot from the cockpit. The last thing he needed was some lunatic messing with the controls while he was trying to make an escape.
People were screaming so loud that he almost didn't hear the gunshots.
SHOOPOW! SHOOPOW!
Whoa! That Dibison was firing missiles at him! No problem, just a little boost would clear that problem right up (no pun intended).
Lucifer activated the boosters on the back of the zoid's rifle and rocketed forward at impossible speed. In a bit he would be out the battlefield gates and in the garage, where he could precede to the outdoors.
But hold on. They were closing the gates. That's not good. He ran harder. If he could just get past those gates....
Ach! Barely made it! He was practically home free!
BZZZ
BZEZ
BZZZ
Huh? Diego?
He felt a small, tickling vibration in his stomach. Diego? Where is he?
He opened up the tracking system on the Lightning Saix's computer. From here he could pinpoint the exact location of Diego's distress signals. Piece of cake.
But damn. He was far away. At least a two days run, even with the Saix. Oh well. The journey of a thousand miles begins with one footstep.
And off he ran.
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ME: Alright, for those of you who haven't guessed yet, the little vibration signal things were from Diego beating his watch in chapter 2.
Blackie: This story sucks! There's no black blade liger! There's not even a blade liger at all!
ME: Too bad. Get over yourself.
Warhorse: YEAH!
ME: Anyway. We all know the routine. R&R—
Blackie: Don't forget to flame!
