Hello, E.G. here. A little zoids fic I wrote about Thomas and a new friend of his. HEHE. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own zoids, but there will be several Characters that are mine. All mine
Unknown Past, Unknown Future
Chapter 1
Unusual Meeting
A shield liger with critical damage fell down to the ground as it finally died. It had taken its passengers a couple hundred miles from the now abounded battlefield. The cockpit was roughly pushed opened and a young woman jumped to the ground. Her outfit was not fit for the dessert surroundings she was in. A black spaghetti strap shirt, a pair of jeans and a blue poncho like shall around her shoulders. As accessories, the girl wore black gloves, a black chocker necklace, plus a thin, silver chain necklace with a small sapphire hanging from the chain, and long silver earrings. Her long brown hair had been put into a sloppy bun with two chopsticks to hold it up. The only appropriate clothing item she seemed to have on were a pair of black sturdy boots that she had once stolen from an army base.
"I'm sorry for getting you killed like this, Ice Shield. It's been fun, and you've been a wonderful zoid,"
the girl told her dieing zoid.
Ice Shield growled. Thank you for the adventures, Lia I'll see you on the other side. The shield liger sighed and died.
"Sleep well," Lia whispered as she stroked Ice Shield' nose. "Wind Speaker we need to get moving before they catch us."
A large black wolf jumped from Ice Shield's cockpit. He had a pair of raven wings on his back and carried a large messenger bag in his mouth. Wind Speaker dropped the bag at Lia's feet and turned his head towards the fallen zoid. Wind Speaker bowed his head and said a quick, silent pray for Ice Shield. Then Wind Speaker turned to Lia. "I'm sorry Lia, I knew Ice Shield was one of your favorite zoids. I may not like zoids, but he was an excellent companion."
"Okay, we have two choices," Lia said, not fazed at all that the winged wolf had turned to talk to her. "We can head west for about fifty miles and get to the Red River Base where we can rest and then steal a new zoid. Or we can go a hundred miles north to the next town where we can try to buy a new zoid."
Wind Speaker nodded. "Cry for our fellow pack mate later. I smell more game to the west."
"To Red River Base then," Lia chirped while swinging the bag onto her shoulder. Both she and Wind Speaker knew that they would have a better chance at finding a better zoid if they stole one.
The two companions walked away, only looking back once at Ice Shield. When Lia stopped too long to look at her shield liger, Wind Speaker pushed her gently to get her moving again.
It was several hours, maybe half a day, when Lia noticed a damage zoid in the distance. "It looks like a DiBison," she whispered and ran to go check on the pilot.
He was an attractive blond hair, man. Lia recognized that he was part of a special Imperial unit, she could tell from his uniform; the two or three years she was forced to spend with Prozen helped distinguish this and his ranking, a lieutenant. A helmet connected to his zoid rested on his head. The pilot was also unconscious.
"Hello? Thomas? Answer me!" came from the radio. The voice sounded female.
Lia reached over the Imperial soldier to answer. "This is Lia, I found your friend unconscious."
"Where is your location," the woman on the other line asked.
Lia shrugged. "I don't know. This DiBison is too far-gone; I'm surprised that the radio still works. My own zoid is ruined and about twenty to thirty miles east. My guess is we're about ten to twenty miles east of Red River Base."
Suddenly Lia felt herself be pushed back. "Miss Fiona! I'm okay." Then the soldier began to give the coordinates to his and Lia's location.
"Rude much," Lia muttered rubbing where she had bumped her head.
"Lia is everything okay?" Wind Speaker called up. "Is the pilot awake?"
The Imperial soldier looked startled to see Wind Speaker. "There's a talking wolf with wings!"
"Windy," Lia yelled at her friend.
"That's right," Wind Speaker sighed. "I'm supposed to stay hidden until you give the signal."
"Help is on the way, Thomas," Miss Fiona said urgently.
Thomas looked from Lia to Wind Speaker. "I'll be dead by the time help gets here."