Chapter 1

Since the end of the great war between the Empire and the Republic, warlords came into power striking with terror with remnants empire loyalists.With response to the threat, villages formed their own defense forces and called them Clans.As these Clans continually fight against the invading warlords, to keep repairs costs low and gain newer technology, salvage becomes a regular event after every battle.
And with every salvage increases technology and Research and Development.

The Clan Wars started when a few Clans started fighting each other for secret technology. When they didn't get the better of each other they looked at the weaker ones, attempting to steal whatever they had.
Prompting others to join in, thus taking sides.


This battle was a blood bath. Clan Wraiths staged a sneaky Ambush on Clan Dark Rage. Eliminating all of the opposition's escort and most of the convoy, Clan Wraiths took the big chest that they were carrying. Salvaging the zoid wrecks, while the survivors fled, for much needed weapons, ammunition and supplies.

"So what's in the chest?" Crag got out of his custom twin gattling horn and walked towards the group. Looking at the chest He smiled as always these coveted technology was cleverly sealed. Sliding a metallic card across the slot, the red light switched to green.
With a snap hiss the chest broke open, a device revealed itself. Looking pleased, Crag placed the device into a slender device and into a larger slot in the cockpit.

"Everyone lets move before they realized what we've done" came the cue for Clan Wraiths to leave. Whilst en-route to their village, Crag was decoding and slicing all the data in the device to his horn's databank.

" Incoming ! " Crag's younger brother, Ramose screamed across the comms as his dual quad-linked auto-cannons spat shells at the massive amount of anti-zoids missiles.
As the rest of the Wraiths followed suit, Crag summoned up a disruptor field from a highly banned equipment by both the Empire and Republic.
The purpose of the field is to confuse the laser lock by making the missile think that the intended targets are somewhere else.

A Clan Dark Rage attack group consisting of a battle-Kong, a dark fang and a pair of rage-raptors charged in after firing the missiles into close range.
Activating their dual pile bankers the rage-raptors jumped onto a heavy arms Koenig wolf and a custom double bladed blade liger, dealing them heavy damage within a blink of an eye, staining destroyed limbs.
The battle-Kong destroyed a wild weasel gun sniper and crippled a custom wraith saurer but ended up destroyed and losing its PK set ( to salvage by the wraiths ).
The dark fang crippled a wraith liger but not without losing its flight pack.

Eventually both Clans suffered losses.
Clan Wraith managed to escape with the device and both the PK set and flight pack emerging the better off out of the skirmish.

Elated was Clan Wraiths for the device bore a slew of Dark Rage technology. Over the pass week has been of intense R&D, repairs and restock.
Wraith pilots took a week of rest and maintenance of their zoids.


Elsewhere.

Scattered remains of zoids laid around near a Republic base, their Empire designations and logos stood out defiantly screaming revenge.
Over at the scene, 3 familiar famous figures stood over discussing, on their bodies were the emblems of the Guardian Force

Not far away was the 2 famous organoids one silver, one black with red pinkish outstretched wings suggesting stretching and a yawn escaped its mouth disguised as a low mid pitch growl.