Here's another chapter. I can't think of much else to day right now.
Disclaimer: See first chapter.
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"So let me get this strait," said Taban. He, Miharu, and Risai had been invited to come to Rainer's house after registering. They were all sitting on couches. "He's your dad."
"Yeah, that's what I said," answered Rainer. "Why is that so hard to believe?"
"Because...well, he's nothing like you," answered Miharu. Rainer's dad just laughed.
"I get that a lot," he said. "Rainer really is nothing like me."
"Thanks dad. Way to be supportive."
"I'm sorry son, but it's true."
"Is it just the two of you who live here?" asked Risai.
"Yes," answered Rainer's dad.
"Interesting."
"Well, now I have an actual question," started Taban. "Exactly when does the Zoid battle season start?"
"It will begin in a few weeks. Everyone will get registered and then we'll hold trails."
"Trials for what?"
"There will be different classes depending on your skill as a team. The classes will be determined by the numbers C,B,A, and S."
"Oh. So the trials are for people to see what skill level their team is at."
"Yes, that's correct."
"Interesting."
"There will also be strict rules in order to guarantee the safety of the pilots. If people violate these rules, then they will be disqualified."
"Okay."
"Well, enough talk about his," said Rainer, standing up from his seat. "Let's have something to eat."
"I'm up for that," said Risai. They all stood up and walked into the kitchen, looking for something to eat.
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The double moons of Zi were high in the sky, surrounded by stars. The night sky was beautiful. The door to an apartment room opened and three people walked in.
"Boy, what a long day," said Risai as she walked over to the couch and fell down face first.
"I know," agreed Miharu. "Who would have thought we'd meet somebody famous today."
"I know I didn't," answered Taban. He walked in a little further and then looked at a clock. "It's already 10:00."
"Really?" asked Miharu.
"If you want, you can stay here for the night," offered Taban.
"Thanks Taban," said Miharu.
"You can have Risai's room."
"Hey!" yelled Risai.
"You're already on the couch, so what's the difference?"
"Why can't she have your room?"
"Because I'm a guy. Goodnight!" Taban walked into his room and shut the door. Miharu looked to Risai for an answer. Risai just waved her off.
"Don't worry, I don't mind. Enjoy."
"Thanks." Miharu walked into Risai's room and closed the door. Risai sighed and turned over onto her back.
"I wish we had a skylight. Then I could look at the stars." Risai turned to her side and looked at the coffee table next to her. There were many picture frames on the table. She stared at them. There was one in particular. It had a picture of a family in it. The father figure stood taller than the other three. The mother was next to him. In front were two children, a boy and a girl. Each had a smile on their face. The mother had a small smile, but the father looked emotionless. His eyes didn't display any joy and his mouth was strait, no smile graced his lips.
"We're a broken family," said Risai. She then rolled to her other side and stared at the back of the couch. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
******
Rainer's father walked into a large room, full of men sitting in chairs around a huge table.
"What was so important that I had to come here on such short notice?" he asked. A man wearing a blue navy like coat stood up. His hair was brown and so were his eyes.
"Sir, we received a message from a mysterious organization. We aren't sure what we should do about it."
"What did they say?"
"Here. We'll let you see the message yourself." He walked over to a large screen and pushed a few buttons. The screen lit up and a picture of a man appeared on the screen.
"General Roan Toru," started the man. "We are the Dark Blazers. We are here to tell you that we hate what you're doing. Your so called 'zoid battles' are nothing more than childish games. We believe there needs to be more excitement in them, more danger. Each should be like a mini war, where anything can happen. A battle shouldn't be safe and easy, like you make them out to be. We will change these rules, whether you like it or not. Mark my words, we will rule the world of zoid battles." The screen went black.
"Pathetic. No one in their right mind would attack the Zoid Battle Commission," said Roan.
"I wouldn't take their threats so lightly, sir. They may seem like a bunch of unorganized terrorists, but they did seem serious."
"We shouldn't worry too much. Now lets get to sleep boys. We have a big day ahead of us."
"Yes sir." Roan smiled and walked out the door. He walked through the building and eventually came to the doors that led to the outside. He opened the doors and was about to walk out, but was stopped by a man wearing a black cloak.
"Are you Roan Toru, the leader of the Zoid Battle Commission?" asked the man. His voice was emotionless, but had a slight icy tone to it.
"Yes, I am. Do I know you?" The man pulled something from his pocket. Roan's eyes went wide. The object was a handgun. The man brought it up.
"No, you don't, but that will no longer matter." He pulled the trigger. Roan fell to the ground; a pool of his own blood began to form under him. The man put his gun back into his pocket-like sling at his side. "My name is Toran Lohan, but that no longer matters, now does it?" He didn't expect an answer, and he didn't get one.
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The door to Taban's room opened and he lazily walked out. He yawned and brushed a hand through his hair. He looked around and found that both Miharu and Risai were already up and making breakfast.
"Good morning Taban," said Miharu.
"Yeah, good morning bro. How do you like your eggs?"
"You should know that," he answered as he sat down on the couch and turned on the TV.
"Gee, don't be so mean about it. I was just asking."
"Sorry sis. Scrambled, okay?"
"Okay." She walked over and set a plate down on his lap. It contained bacon and scrambled eggs.
"That was fast."
"I know. I made them about five minutes ago."
"Then why did you ask me?"
"I don't know. I just felt like it." She began to walk back to the kitchen to get her own meal. Taban smiled and then turned back to his TV program. Suddenly, the screen went fuzzy and was soon replaced by a man in a business suit. He sat at a desk with papers in front of him. The letters ZBC were behind him.
"We interrupt these stations to bring you all an important message. We will broadcast on every channel. Please listen in. We have some sad news today." Risai and Miharu walked into the room and stood behind the couch, looking at the TV. "Late last night, horror struck the planet Zi. The leader of the Zoid Battle Commission, General Roan Toru, was killed."
"WHAT?!" shouted all three of them, their faces displaying pure terror.
"He was killed?" asked Miharu in shock, unable to believe it.
"But how?" asked Taban, knowing no one could hear his question and give an answer.
"Poor Rainer. I wonder how he's taking it," said Risai. They all eagerly watched the TV.
"We are devastated to bring you this news, and only two weeks before the zoid season would start. We bring you now, live, to the HQ of the ZBC." The scene switched to the inside of the ZBC building. A man with brown hair and blue eyes appeared, surrounded by reporters. He stood in front of them all, his face full of grief. He was wearing a gray military coat.
"Captain Gordon, exactly what do you plan to do about this?"
"We're not sure at this point in time."
"Who will lead the ZBC now?"
"We're not sure yet."
"What about the General's son. Where is he? Shouldn't he be here right now? Won't he be leading the ZBC from now on?"
"One question at a time please. Sir Rainer is grief stricken right now. I don't think he will be ready to lead any time soon. Until a suitable replacement is found, I will be running things."
"What do you plan to do?"
"I thought I already answered this question."
"Please sir. The world needs to know."
"Well..."
"Wait," came a voice from off camera. Rainer walked up to the podium. "I'll take over here, captain," he said quietly. The captain looked at him and then nodded. He stepped down and Rainer took his place.
"Sir, what do you plan to do?"
"Please hold back all your questions until I'm done speaking." There was a serious look on his face and tone in his voice. He seemed a lot like his father. His nineteen years of age didn't show much. The man in front of them was no longer the fun loving teen he had been, but a serious general of a huge organization. "We received a message from a group known as the Dark Blazers before and after my father was killed. The first one threatened him, and the second one threatened all of us. The Dark Blazers have declared war against the Zoid Battle Commission and its followers."
"What course of action do you plan on taking?"
"I would like for all the zoid warriors who signed up yesterday to come down to the HQ at 3:00 this afternoon. I'll announce my decision there after talking it over, but I will mention this. War is inevitable."
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I think I'll leave it at that. I'm sorry for any spelling and or grammar mistakes, since I didn't have the time to fix it. If there's anything major, then tell me and I'll fix it, okay? Review! Audi^.^
Disclaimer: See first chapter.
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"So let me get this strait," said Taban. He, Miharu, and Risai had been invited to come to Rainer's house after registering. They were all sitting on couches. "He's your dad."
"Yeah, that's what I said," answered Rainer. "Why is that so hard to believe?"
"Because...well, he's nothing like you," answered Miharu. Rainer's dad just laughed.
"I get that a lot," he said. "Rainer really is nothing like me."
"Thanks dad. Way to be supportive."
"I'm sorry son, but it's true."
"Is it just the two of you who live here?" asked Risai.
"Yes," answered Rainer's dad.
"Interesting."
"Well, now I have an actual question," started Taban. "Exactly when does the Zoid battle season start?"
"It will begin in a few weeks. Everyone will get registered and then we'll hold trails."
"Trials for what?"
"There will be different classes depending on your skill as a team. The classes will be determined by the numbers C,B,A, and S."
"Oh. So the trials are for people to see what skill level their team is at."
"Yes, that's correct."
"Interesting."
"There will also be strict rules in order to guarantee the safety of the pilots. If people violate these rules, then they will be disqualified."
"Okay."
"Well, enough talk about his," said Rainer, standing up from his seat. "Let's have something to eat."
"I'm up for that," said Risai. They all stood up and walked into the kitchen, looking for something to eat.
******
The double moons of Zi were high in the sky, surrounded by stars. The night sky was beautiful. The door to an apartment room opened and three people walked in.
"Boy, what a long day," said Risai as she walked over to the couch and fell down face first.
"I know," agreed Miharu. "Who would have thought we'd meet somebody famous today."
"I know I didn't," answered Taban. He walked in a little further and then looked at a clock. "It's already 10:00."
"Really?" asked Miharu.
"If you want, you can stay here for the night," offered Taban.
"Thanks Taban," said Miharu.
"You can have Risai's room."
"Hey!" yelled Risai.
"You're already on the couch, so what's the difference?"
"Why can't she have your room?"
"Because I'm a guy. Goodnight!" Taban walked into his room and shut the door. Miharu looked to Risai for an answer. Risai just waved her off.
"Don't worry, I don't mind. Enjoy."
"Thanks." Miharu walked into Risai's room and closed the door. Risai sighed and turned over onto her back.
"I wish we had a skylight. Then I could look at the stars." Risai turned to her side and looked at the coffee table next to her. There were many picture frames on the table. She stared at them. There was one in particular. It had a picture of a family in it. The father figure stood taller than the other three. The mother was next to him. In front were two children, a boy and a girl. Each had a smile on their face. The mother had a small smile, but the father looked emotionless. His eyes didn't display any joy and his mouth was strait, no smile graced his lips.
"We're a broken family," said Risai. She then rolled to her other side and stared at the back of the couch. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
******
Rainer's father walked into a large room, full of men sitting in chairs around a huge table.
"What was so important that I had to come here on such short notice?" he asked. A man wearing a blue navy like coat stood up. His hair was brown and so were his eyes.
"Sir, we received a message from a mysterious organization. We aren't sure what we should do about it."
"What did they say?"
"Here. We'll let you see the message yourself." He walked over to a large screen and pushed a few buttons. The screen lit up and a picture of a man appeared on the screen.
"General Roan Toru," started the man. "We are the Dark Blazers. We are here to tell you that we hate what you're doing. Your so called 'zoid battles' are nothing more than childish games. We believe there needs to be more excitement in them, more danger. Each should be like a mini war, where anything can happen. A battle shouldn't be safe and easy, like you make them out to be. We will change these rules, whether you like it or not. Mark my words, we will rule the world of zoid battles." The screen went black.
"Pathetic. No one in their right mind would attack the Zoid Battle Commission," said Roan.
"I wouldn't take their threats so lightly, sir. They may seem like a bunch of unorganized terrorists, but they did seem serious."
"We shouldn't worry too much. Now lets get to sleep boys. We have a big day ahead of us."
"Yes sir." Roan smiled and walked out the door. He walked through the building and eventually came to the doors that led to the outside. He opened the doors and was about to walk out, but was stopped by a man wearing a black cloak.
"Are you Roan Toru, the leader of the Zoid Battle Commission?" asked the man. His voice was emotionless, but had a slight icy tone to it.
"Yes, I am. Do I know you?" The man pulled something from his pocket. Roan's eyes went wide. The object was a handgun. The man brought it up.
"No, you don't, but that will no longer matter." He pulled the trigger. Roan fell to the ground; a pool of his own blood began to form under him. The man put his gun back into his pocket-like sling at his side. "My name is Toran Lohan, but that no longer matters, now does it?" He didn't expect an answer, and he didn't get one.
******
The door to Taban's room opened and he lazily walked out. He yawned and brushed a hand through his hair. He looked around and found that both Miharu and Risai were already up and making breakfast.
"Good morning Taban," said Miharu.
"Yeah, good morning bro. How do you like your eggs?"
"You should know that," he answered as he sat down on the couch and turned on the TV.
"Gee, don't be so mean about it. I was just asking."
"Sorry sis. Scrambled, okay?"
"Okay." She walked over and set a plate down on his lap. It contained bacon and scrambled eggs.
"That was fast."
"I know. I made them about five minutes ago."
"Then why did you ask me?"
"I don't know. I just felt like it." She began to walk back to the kitchen to get her own meal. Taban smiled and then turned back to his TV program. Suddenly, the screen went fuzzy and was soon replaced by a man in a business suit. He sat at a desk with papers in front of him. The letters ZBC were behind him.
"We interrupt these stations to bring you all an important message. We will broadcast on every channel. Please listen in. We have some sad news today." Risai and Miharu walked into the room and stood behind the couch, looking at the TV. "Late last night, horror struck the planet Zi. The leader of the Zoid Battle Commission, General Roan Toru, was killed."
"WHAT?!" shouted all three of them, their faces displaying pure terror.
"He was killed?" asked Miharu in shock, unable to believe it.
"But how?" asked Taban, knowing no one could hear his question and give an answer.
"Poor Rainer. I wonder how he's taking it," said Risai. They all eagerly watched the TV.
"We are devastated to bring you this news, and only two weeks before the zoid season would start. We bring you now, live, to the HQ of the ZBC." The scene switched to the inside of the ZBC building. A man with brown hair and blue eyes appeared, surrounded by reporters. He stood in front of them all, his face full of grief. He was wearing a gray military coat.
"Captain Gordon, exactly what do you plan to do about this?"
"We're not sure at this point in time."
"Who will lead the ZBC now?"
"We're not sure yet."
"What about the General's son. Where is he? Shouldn't he be here right now? Won't he be leading the ZBC from now on?"
"One question at a time please. Sir Rainer is grief stricken right now. I don't think he will be ready to lead any time soon. Until a suitable replacement is found, I will be running things."
"What do you plan to do?"
"I thought I already answered this question."
"Please sir. The world needs to know."
"Well..."
"Wait," came a voice from off camera. Rainer walked up to the podium. "I'll take over here, captain," he said quietly. The captain looked at him and then nodded. He stepped down and Rainer took his place.
"Sir, what do you plan to do?"
"Please hold back all your questions until I'm done speaking." There was a serious look on his face and tone in his voice. He seemed a lot like his father. His nineteen years of age didn't show much. The man in front of them was no longer the fun loving teen he had been, but a serious general of a huge organization. "We received a message from a group known as the Dark Blazers before and after my father was killed. The first one threatened him, and the second one threatened all of us. The Dark Blazers have declared war against the Zoid Battle Commission and its followers."
"What course of action do you plan on taking?"
"I would like for all the zoid warriors who signed up yesterday to come down to the HQ at 3:00 this afternoon. I'll announce my decision there after talking it over, but I will mention this. War is inevitable."
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I think I'll leave it at that. I'm sorry for any spelling and or grammar mistakes, since I didn't have the time to fix it. If there's anything major, then tell me and I'll fix it, okay? Review! Audi^.^