Zoids: Cataclysm

[TheDoctor]

OOC (http://role-player.net/forum/showthread.php?t=28845)

Dawn had just struck the plains of Zi. As the sun rose, it raised the bleak darkness of night, gently shifting the color to a deep navy with an orange borderline on the horizon. Slowly yet steadily, the sun crept over that horizon, carressing the plains with soft beams of light. A fine layer of dew coated the knee-high grass, causing the grass to sparkle magically. The few trees that were scattered among the area casted long shadows as the rising sun struck them. Under one of these trees lay a zoid, a Murasame Liger. Sprawled in the cockpit was a boy by the name of Cadmus Lakonen. He was laying behind the seat, lazily sleeping in a seemingly infinite dream. His bare chest gently rose and fell while the rest of his body lay under his blanket. As his snoozing continued on, a low rumble filled the cockpit.

Cad jerked awake, almost banging his head against the seat. The rumbling, which was generated from the zoid, quickly stopped as it spoke to him.

I thought that you would never wake up. We need to move if we are to catch them, my friend.

Come on, Rigon! I needed that sleep!

Cadmus, do not forget your occupation. Those people of the town are depending upon you, and you are complaining about sleep? Maybe you aren't the mercenary I thought you were.

Fine, fine. I'll get moving.

Yawning widely, Cad reached over and threw on his crimson t-shirt. He was already wearing his black pants, but he also donned some socks, his black shoes, and his white jacket, which he left unbuttoned. Opening the cockpit, he hopped out. After relieving himself, he quickly had breakfast and then hopped back in the Liger. The cockpit closed after him and everything powered on. The zoid stood up, shook itself, and then they were on their way.

[Miss. Bear™]

Valissnia was in her homemade hut sleeping, she was snoring softly to the melody in her head from a song she once knew long ago but the sleep would be inturuped by a rather brash zoid, Vallisnia woke up in a rather surprised state and hit her head on the window. "Ouch...Huh who what where?,Oh it's you..what is it elto?" The zoid replied, "HUMAN INTEL DETECTED NEAR BY...TRADER'S...UN-ARMED". Vallisnia replied with a simple grin. "Trader's you say? Sounds like easy bate too me". She walked outside to the husky breeze falling apon her.

There were three trader carrying some sort of crate, a box but you could plainly see the good's inside. It wasn't to hard to rob them of course unarmed and untrained. Vallisnia sigh's, "amutures"....

[Zantetsuken]

The movements of the Lightening Saix were gentle and almost relaxing in the minute up and down pattern. The soft vibrations from the core made it as if the Zoid was purring while Cyrus sat in the command pit with his arms crossed over his black shirt. The red glass of his sunglasses reflected a white like dot off the corner from the rays of Zi's sun.

"You're in a chipper mood," Cyrus Sigma muttered to his Zoid with no indication of a direction to speak to it. He shut his eyes, as if listening to a response before he chuckled. "I suppose an easy meal ticket like this should do just fine for us to get some minor repairs done. Sorry I've been neglecting them," Cyrus lowered a hand to the side consol and affectionetly petted the controls. "Still got nothing on the advanced tracking system?"

The beast's head shook as a reply. The surreal feeling of being inside the mind of the beast made him snort in mirth. "Not that I'd expect anything. We're only a mile away from the convoy, should be able to easily pick up anything that comes for them, or notice their patterns shift."

Cyrus leaned forwards in his chair, his fingers tapping away at the screen that was cracked from his elbow in a violent contest against a Saber class Zoid. He tapped the scanner twice, for luck, and leaned back in his seat relaxing again. The Lightening Saix's trot was soothing as the two moved on in silence. Cyrus looked at the few patches of greenery, mentally noting a nice looking bastion of trees where some fruit might be growing. He clicked a few keys, scanned the area, and placed it into the memory should he ever need to worry about that. One more small thing to check before he fell into a complete nap.

"LS-1 to GT-L, do you copy, over," Cyrus said lifting up a radio transmitter. He waited for the static to buzz out and a soft feminine voice called out to him.

"Gustav Trailer Leader copies, over," Cyrus grinned.

"How's the hen house, Gwen?" There was some soft laughter before she replied.

"Just fine, just fine! You should join us for lunch, Cy."

"Secrecy and the knowledge I ain't around is what will keep you guys alive if danger strikes. Don't worry, in thirty to forty seconds I should easily be at your location if something happens. Cyrus out."

He shut the radio off and relaxed. It was going to be a good day...

[Ushima]

"Target in sight. Neutralizing." A quick slash of a blade and the unfortunate soul that was in his way was no longer in his way.

"Boss, you see the objective?"

"Negative. Continuing the search."

"Roger that. We'll continue overwatch on the base."

"Hurry up I'm bored out here!"

"Don't distract him you idiot!"

The voice of his teammates went away leaving Michael alone in the base. Silently he moved through the shadowed halls, taking care not to alert the enemy. His military training coming into play in this situation. So turning a corner his eyes quickly scanned the area. Two guards were standing in front of his objective. Deciding a knife (http://stephiblog.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/yarara-paracaidista.jpg) was no good he resheathed it, the sheath on his left shoulder. He drew a gun (http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=&section=&q=revolver#/d1b93f5) from the holster on his right thigh and emerged from the shadows. The guards went for their weapons but were to slow and Michael fired. They went down as Michael approached the door, firing two more shots, double tap just to make sure. Grabbing four bullets he replaced the spent rounds. "Objective reached, beginning aquisition."

Michael kicked open the door, waving his gun around searching for mare targets. Finding gun he holstered the weapon and approached the console. He went to work, plugging a storage device in and started imputing commands. Their client wanted this data and was paying top dollar for it. With a job with this much money on the line Storm had to send the best. Michael decided that assualting with their Zoids would be a bad idea so he kept his team outside while he infiltrated.

The machine beeped, signaling it was done. Unplugging the device he pocketed it and made for the exit. Getting out was a lot easier than getting in. Seeing as anyone who could get in his way was already dead. So leaving the base he was surprised when he saw a Iron Kong Yeti (http://www.toysnjoys.com/zoids/ironkongyeti.jpg) standing in front of him. "Huh. I thought I killed everyone?" He asked to no-one.

"Think you can get away with that data?" The pilot's voice asked.

"Yeah that's the plan." Michael spoke with a bit of boredom.

"Let's see you get past this!" The Zoid started to move. Michael raised his right arm, his index finger and thumb extended like a gun. "What are you doing?" Michael "fired". The Iron Kong's head exploded. The body hit the ground and Michael looked to the ridgeline. There was a Snipe Master (http://images.wikia.com/zoids/images/6/6d/Snipemasterbox1.jpg)

"You owe me one boss." Came over the radio.

"You say that but you still owe me remember." Michael shot back as he made his way back up the ridge.


"Did you get it?" The pilot of the Snipe Master, Vega (http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zylxxvtiFPM/SpM0XhrPOcI/AAAAAAAABOQ/jhXATK-pyhM/s400/WeepyOldKiller_MihalMihaeroff.jpg), asked.

"Yeah." Michael sat against his Red Horn. "Was easy."

"Anything is easy for you." A new voice entered. Curtis (http://api.ning.com/files/De0HNDZH1pcHigUU8YaKnwgVDxS3LLXUo*k5ookwCUUubYwUg9 UkenYVrLTWNtpXgcpgLHSr*NLEPYHO3T5VDRrGfJkz0Tpk/anime_guy.jpg), pilot of a Bear Fighter (http://www.zoidspoison.com/images/px-hasbro-bearfighter.jpg).

"Whatever you say." He was being modest, he knew he was a great soldier, being trained for 5 years would do that. "But let's get going. I saw a village ten miles from here. We can get some breakfast." Their stomaches let out a collective rumble at the metion of food. "Vega did you plant that package?"

"Yeah." The older man answered.

On his zoid's console Michael hit a button. Behind them the base blew up, creating a large mushroom cloud. "That's even more money for us." They'd get paid more if they destroyed the base as well. "Let's move out!" The group got into their zoids and were on the move.

[Miss. Bear™]

Valissnia quickly put the stolen goods in her crate so it would not create suspition when she left the outpost. "That was one of the most easy things I've ever done...they should get better security." She mummerd silently of she fled the scene.

[Zantetsuken]

There was a silence the didn't feel right when Cyrus turned on the radio to check in with the Gustav Leader. Something very wrong. He leaned closer into the control panel, noting the team stopped at an outpost for their lunch, just like the schedule dictated, but there was something a miss. The Lightening Saix's seat pulled forward into a ready position as the beasts trot began to pick up. Something was wrong, the green blips weren't moving, which technically wasn't unfounded since they were on lunch, but still unsettling. Silence on the radio. It all added up, nothing out of the ordinary.

So why did Cyrus get a bad feeling?

"Put scanners to maximum strength, I don't care if you have to decrease reading range," Cyrus ordered as he flipped a few switches on the console to his right. He flicked the screen for luck again, and the report he was fed from his Zoid came up negative for hostiles. He chewed his bottom lip. "I don't think I'm imagining things," Cyrus muttered as he felt the seat retreat into a more reclined position, the controls shifting to match his declined seating position. The Saix picked up more speed as the trees began to turn to green blurs, the blue sky flashing white as his Zoid's core rumbled with agitation. "You think it too, don't you?" The Lightening Saix let out a cat like mechanical growl as its legs beat the ground in a dirt spitting trot. He was accelerating faster and faster, easily hitting 150 miles in seconds. He jostled in his seat at the high speed, silently reminding himself to buy a new bolt for the chair in his 'minor repairs' list.

"LS-1 to GT-L, come in!" Cyrus tried again, but all he received was the annoying buzz of static. Before he slammed his fist into the receiver the Lightening Saix shut the system off. It did that from time to time when he was angry or frustrated. The Zoid just knew sometimes. The world flew even faster as it pounced over a set of rocks, kicking off the boulders back on the ground without losing stride.

"What the hell is that thing?" Cyrus shouted as at long last he got a read on the enemy with a visual confirmation. It's sleek build, almost skeletal had given him enough indication to know that he was dealing with something utilizing stealth. But still, he had thought he bought a pretty high grade tracking radar. "Never trusting the damn meks again," Cyrus bitterly mumbled. He opened up a general frequency. "Well hello there, stranger! Welcome to the convoy. I see you already made yourself at home, but before you go why don't you drop off the goods you think you're going to get away with and just tuck your tail and scram before things get...comfy," Cyrus chuckled.

The Lightening Saix continued at a high pace after the Zoid that was escaping.

[Miss. Bear™]

"Eh?" She said in a more than annoyed tone as she looked at the general repose indecator. "What was that grampsy? You really think you scare me?" "Pfft don't be silly now... I'm going too walk away with the goods I have just stolin or I'm about to get out of this zoid and kick your a**!" She said with abit of vigor but rather amusement than fear as she began to chuckle.

She flipped a few switchs and set elto gynila to steath mode trying to figure out what derection he would be coming from... "hmm...elto can you sense were that intercom came from?" Elto replied grimly. "No but the signal is exceeding rather fast toured us." " Danm...speed up elto!" Elto replied "yes...speeding up 20%"

[TheDoctor]

As they began to approach the mountains, Cad knew that they were closing in on the bandits. They had been following the trail for a long time, and the tracks were looking newer and newer as they continued ahead. The plains were ending, and then mountains were beginning. Cad pondered the shelter.

This must be where they have been hiding out, right along the edge of the mountain range. It gives them good cover and places to hide, but they can also flee from it quickly.

Remember Cad, bandits aren't as stupid as they seem. They do have a brain and the ability to innovate.

I know, Rigon. We won't let them escape.

They followed the tracks to a small canyon within the mountains. Great walls of earth rose on either side of them, shading them from the sunlight. As they went deeper into the canyon, the Liger began to walk. Both Cad and the zoid were on their toes, and Cad was ready to fuse with his zoid at the slightest hint of danger.

Then the tracks stopped.

Cad opened the cockpit and jumped down to get a better look at the tracks. He analyzed them, noting the slight depression within the large print that made it deeper than the others. Then his eyes widened. He slowly moved his gaze upward.

How could we be so stupid, Rigon?

Along the canyon walls on either side of them and at the passage behind them, Rev Raptors (http://zoidswiki.ligersunion.com/images/thumb/f/fc/CCNCAnimeRevRaptor.jpg/230px-CCNCAnimeRevRaptor.jpg) stood poised to attack, hissing and screaming at them. Cad looked around him, watching one of them descend to close the pass in front of him. From this zoid came a masculine voice on the intercom.

"Alright, buddy. We know you've been on our tail for the past few days. One thing we noticed was that zoid over there. Give it to us without a fight, and we will let you leave unscathed. If you choose to ignore that order, we can't really promise anything. What's it gonna be? The zoid, or your life?"

Heh...it's funny because this zoid is my life.

Cadmus, this is not the time for jokes. Although, I am flattered.

Cad chuckled at that. Then he looked up, dissolved into energy, and flew straight into the Murasame Liger's core.

"Ahh, a genezoid!" shouted the voice from the intercom. "I'm sorry kid, I really would've enjoyed that Liger too. Hopefully this'll teach others not to mess with the Yinz Gang again!" With that, the raptors charged.

Alright Rigon, let's get out of this.

We have a mission to complete, Cad. I can escape out of the passage that we came in, then hop up on the cliff and drop down on them from above. Their zoids aren't in very good shape, and it doesn't seem like they know how to pilot them very well.

Fine, but if we die, I'll kill you.

The Liger's Murasame sword rotated to its side, and then the zoid struck.

[XanatosGambit86]

Three Days ago...

"Bandits, Not exactly the most exciting job now." The silver haired man spoke, his eyes impatient. Though seemingly stoic, the silver haired man found himself incredibly bored at the prospect of hunting down bandits. Sitting across from him in rather dull looking office was a man in his late fifties, dressed in a grey suit wearing horn rimmed glasses.

"You don't have much of a choice Vane. I'd normally send you out with some of the other squads to make hit and run strikes on enemy villages, your more "eager" tendencies make it hard for you to work with others." The glass wearing man responded with a neutral tone.

"Pfft! They were getting in my way. All they had to do is stand back and let me finish the job!"

"Damn it Vane! That's exactly the kind of attitude that costs us lives! " The glasses man's face was stern. "You full well know we can't have you acting on your own during missions! Especially since your a mere mercenary hired to fill in for some of our pilots. Your good, no denying that. But you'll have to realize that working with a team can help our army score several more victoires for our nation. As you are, your only suited to help out some of the local towns with their problems."

"Hmph. Somebody else can handle such poultry probl-"

"You don't have a choice..."

Present day...
The Tiger Brastle roared, it's over all mood being incredibly antsy and bored. The genenoid Vane sighed at his partners antics, his hands stroking the cock pit in a reassuring manner
"Pah Commander Locke has no idea what he is talking about. Just send us alone against a small squadron of enemy zoids and we can reek Havok and earn their countries glory and victory! Tracking jobs are such a waste of time. Hmph! When We get back we'll just close our contract and sign on to another nation's army. Don't worry Tiger, you and I will get our battles soon enough. For now why don't we take care of some bandits."

His thoughts turned to the trail ahead of him. For a days on end, Vane had been trying to track down the Yinz Gang. A simple job, certainly not worthy of the claws of Brastle Tiger, but considering he's low on money, A simple clean up job was all that was needed.

With Vane's adept tracking skills he of course found the Yinz Gang in a manner of moments. When he arrived at the canyon he of course found something very intriguing.

"Well if you look at that. Seems like a bunch of dogs are ready to pounce on a piece of raw meat. What do you think girl, shall we help that piece of meat?"

Tiger growled quietly.
"I agree! lets just see how this turns out." Vane responded eyeing the Rev Raptors hungrily.

[Ushima]

"I'm hungry!" Curtis whinned.

"God damn it will you shut up!" Michael yelled. "You saying you're hungry is making me hungry."

"Relax you two we're almost there." Vega responded. At forty two he had a good head on his shoulders and was a very capable pilot with years of experience to call upon. But he knew he was nothing compared to Knight. He, couldn't explain it, the twenty year old had a natural gift when it came to Zoids. Sure they might be on equal footing now but Michael still had many years left in his youth and Vega could only dream of the improvements he could make. Then there was Curtis, probably one of the youngest pilots he'd seen. At thirteen the youngling was brash, had an attitude and made silly mistakes. But he looked up to the other two members. Vega like an uncle and Michael like the older brother he aspired to be like.

"Hold up you guys." The trio of Zoids stopped. "I'm getting something on radar." Michael hit a few buttons, bringing the radar up on screen. He sent the image to his commrades so they could see.

"Aw man! We were so close to breakfast."

"Relax, they aren't a bother." Michael shifted his radar to the right hand side of his HUD and stuck it in the corner. "We'll continue our present course and contact Colonel Storm once we get into town."

"Then can we get breakfast?"

Michael sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Yes Curtis we can get breakfast."

"We better get there soon sir, before you turn your weapons on the lad."

To right mate." Michael retracted his Zoid's radar and the trio continued off aagain.


Within twenty minutes the entered the town. A large antenna extended from the back of his Zoid. "Come in Storm this is Knight."

The image of Michael's former Colonel, even though everyone in The Paladins calls him Colonel, and him Lieutenant sometimes, appeared on their screens. "Ah Curtis, Vega, Michael. How goes the misson?"

"Good. We retrieved the data and the secondary objective has been complete. We're stopping in Dust Town for some food and supplies before we report back to Neo Haven." Neo Haven was the Human Alliance capital.

"Vey well. I shall inform our client and have him prepare to deliver payment. See you three when you get back. You might have earned a bit of a break for this. Storm out." Storm's image faded.

Retracting the Communication Array Michael hopped out of his Zoid. Two balls of light appeared at his side which quicjly turned into Curtis and Vega. "Man I haven't had a break in a long time." Curtis said as he stretched.

"Yes it'd be nice to spend time with the wife and kids instead of working." Vega pushed up on his glasses as the trio entered the two. "Over there looks like a good place to eat."

Michael nodded. "Alright then, lets go." Curtis rushed in front of them, eager to eat. Soon the older two took a spot with him sitting at the counter. Their stomaches let out another rumble and they were glad they could finally eat.

[Zantetsuken]

“Huh,” Cyrus mumbled with mild surprise etching his tone. The Lightening Saix continued to trot quickly towards the source of the radar ping. “The source vanished…Saix head towards the last known location, would ya?” With a cat like growl the Zoid acknowledged the order. The speed increased as Cyrus looked out his window. It couldn’t have gone far…

“Hey buddy,” Cyrus said pulling a keyboard out from the side console and rapidly tapping away upon the keys. “I think I have an idea,” Cyrus mumbled. “Let’s check to see if we can find any footprints of our little friend. Scan the terrain for depressions in the ground.”

There was a brief moment before the Saix sent back a reading. “Hmm, could be in or out for all I know. But it’s a good source of direction. Keep wide of any rocks or forests; let’s stay in the open for now. I don’t want us to run right past it and let it get the jump on us. While we’re at it, let’s load a couple grenades into RPG launcher.”

Another throaty growl was all Cyrus needed to hear to grin as he prepared to hunt down whoever this stealthy warrior was. With a final toggle being turned, the Lightening Saix target jammer turned on, creating a ghost image that was five meters off the hull of his Zoid.

“Hey now,” Cyrus said to the open frequency. “Why don’t you come out and play?”

[Miss. Bear™]

Valissnia replied to the message, "Sure I have a a game...its called Catch me if you can!" She said rather seriously while running up the mountain rocks. "I got it!" She yelled with vigor. "Elto load your mechanical gun." " Looks like this is going to be fun...elto turn off steath mode." "TURNING OFF STELTH MODE" Valissnia bit her bottem lip. "Lets make this eaisyer...i don't have all night."

"Elto, EXSELERATE!"

With a flash and a ping of light elto was off! Struting up the mountain with no problem and is now struting atop the trees at a rather fast pace while hoping between trees.

[TheDoctor]

As soon as the liger ran by the Rev Raptor that was guarding the way that they came, it had been sliced in half by the Murasame blade. It continued to run a bit, then jumped against the side of the canyon, repelled off of the side to land on the other side enclosing them, and then made one last leap to land on the top of the canyon where most of the Rev Raptors were. As soon as the liger landed on the top, they began to shoot it.

Cad and Rigon were unified together in one mind and one body. Together, they dodged the fire, firing their shock cannons in return. They missed, hitting the canyon wall behind the raptors.

As soon as we are done, we need to recalibrate these weapons. Those should've hit, Rigon.

Oh, well excuuuuse me.

As they dodged the fire, the liger moved a bit to close to the edge, planting its paw on a spot of rotten rock and slipping. This allowed the raptors to glance the side of the liger, injuring it slightly.

Damn! This isn't good, Rigon. Are they too much for us?

No, we can take them. That was only a scratch. It maybe burn, but it does not handicap us.

With that, the Murasame Liger charged straight at two other raptors, lowering its blade to stab one of them through the chest. The raptors charged as well, for they had curved blades on their backs. As they approached closer and closer, the liger roared loudly in an attempt to unnerve them. It didn't work, or at least it wasn't noticeable. Just as the raptors were about to cut the liger, it maneuvered.

With their combined wit and agility, Cad and Rigon slid to the right and stabbed a raptor straight through the chest with their blade, which was on their left side. Continuing their run, they pounced on the other raptor, trapping it underneath their paws as the liger bit down on the raptor's head and ripped it off, throwing it away.

Throwing the skewered zoid off of their blade, they were immediately hit by fire from the remaining raptors. The shots damaged their shields, forcing them to dodge the continuous rain of shells.

I detect five remaining zoids Cad.

Do you still think we can do thi-

Wait, six! But that isn't a Rev Raptor! What is it?

The liger looked up, and there on the canyon wall stood a Brastle Tiger. It didn't attack them, only standing there as if it was observing the battle.

There isn't time for that, Rigon. If it isn't attacking us, then don't bother with it.

With that, they pounced on another raptor, destroying it with the strike laser claw. In the process, they continued to fire using their shock cannons, hitting another 2 raptors but only damaging them. As they staggered, the liger lowered the blade and severed both of their heads. Only two remained, one of which they bombarded with their dual sword cannons. It was quickly destroyed.

The last one stood in front of the liger, both of them standing on the canyon wall. It was the one that had spoke to him before, and Cad took the pilot inside to be the leader. It crouched, growling as it prepared to strike. Moving the blade to the top, the liger crouched as well. Then, they both pounced.

Colliding in mid air, the raptor and the liger wrestled with each other. It was a vicious battle, for the raptor was able to slice open the side of the liger with its blades while the liger punctured the underbelly of the raptor with its tail.

Finish this, Rigon! This battle can't last forever!

This isn't only my job! We are both fighting this!

After a long struggle, the liger was able to slam into the raptor's side, knocking it on its side. Placing a paw on the raptor's neck, they crushed it, severing the connection between the cockpit and the zoid core. They had defeated the Rev Raptors.

Only then did they finally address the Brastle Tiger. Aiming their weapons at the zoid in case it tried anything, Cad shouted at the tiger from his place in the zoid core, using the intercom.

"Pilot! Friend or Foe?"

[XanatosGambit86]

"I am your ally for today..." Vane responded, his tone already bored with the new comer. He appraised the Liger carefully, his eyes scanning it's visible weapons. It was an impressive display now doubt about it. The man in question handled himself well in the fight. As for whether or not the Liger pilot was a worthy opponent. He was good but the last worthy warrior he fought made the Liger pilot in question look like a complete green horn. Voicing his own thoughts to the Tiger Brastle he had to agree.

"Not bad kid, There aren't many pilots here that could take on that many Rev Raptors. You certainly got balls." Vane smirked his tone lightening slightly. "Of course have you traveled the killing fields I've traveled, you'd be dropped with in stepping even an inch in the warzone. Not bad for a child. You can put down you weapons though, Unless your feeling lucky tonight. I however don't feel like taking on shrimp."

Edging the Tiger Brastle forward and ignoring the Liger pilot, he looked over at the remnants of the Rev Raptors. He whistled at the damage the Liger made. "Still pretty clean hits you made here. Not bad at all. And those Raptors put up a damn good fight. Wish you could have saved some for me..."

As if on cue, a warning signal came on to his Tiger Brastle.
"Looks like there are some bandits still left. Stay back child. Let me show you how a real man slaughter!"

Eight more Rev raptors were approaching quickly to their position. Vane's though: Perfect

"Tiger Brastle.... Lets begin."

Synchronization start...


Vane felt it. His thoughts becoming one with Tiger's thoughts. Tiger's starvation for battle matching his own.
"That's it... That's it closer..." Vane whispered. His heart was beating, as he moved tiger closer to the Revs, his speed picking up faster and faster. "That's it... mm that's it!"

The closer Vane approached them the more the genozoid's blood boiled until finally when he got within ten feet of the Rev Raptors he let out a joyous cry: "HERE I AM! NOW FACE!"

Three of the raptors were destroyed in an instant caught off guard by silver haired man. With a simple wide slash with a thermatic strike claw, they were minced in minutes. The remaining five opened fired. Such retaliation was useless though as the Tiger brastle closed the distance with three of the zoids in manner of seconds. With the use of the thermatic beam gun, he got three clean hits on the raptors legs causing them to be downed in moments. The blood starving soldier took the oppurtinity to swipe at the heads of the three raptors. As for the final two: Upon seeing their comrades fallen they made a greater effort to run for it.

"Not while there is fun to be had!"

A canon began to appear from the brastle tigers side.
"Eat this!"

Beams of light protruded from the canon, three shots were made. Two of those shots ripped on Rev Raptor apart. As for the third, The shot struck at the raptors legs.

"Please I surrender, Don't... Don't kill me!"

Vane approached the dying zoid a smirk on his lips. "Had you given me a good fight, I may have let you live as for as I'm concerned though, your not worth my time." The tigers brastle gripped on the rev raptors throat.

crunch

The Tiger's head turned back over at the Liger

"My name is Vane, and the battle field is my home."

[TheDoctor]

As Cad was addressed by the newcomer, he exited his Liger's core in a ball of energy and landed next to it. The newcomer continued, and Cad's jaw dropped.

A SHRIMP?!?! He thinks I'm a SHRIMP!?!?

Cadmus, calm dow-

I'm not a damn shrimp!! We just took down 8 REV RAPTORS. I would honestly like to see him do better than that. This is rediculous.

Raptors began to approach again, and the stranger spoke to Cad again. That sent Cad fuming. If there was one thing that he hated more than anything, it was being talked down to.

"I'M NOT A CHILD, YOU IMBECILE! CHILDREN DON'T TAKE ON EIGHT REV RAPTORS SINGLE HANDEDLY!!!!"

Cadmus, COOL IT. He's just a show off. Let's see what he is really capable of.

Rigon, this dude is a prick. I bet he is gonna have to run back to us, begging for our help against those-

COOL IT CADMUS.

As the first three raptors fell, Cad snorted. "He just got those ones because he has a powerful zoid. Doesn't mean he can wield it properly." After the next three, Cad sighed. "Once again, only a powerful zoid. Those weapons are all that he has, nothing more." The last two fled, and the pilot hit one of them. Then, as the last one begged for surrender, the pilot killed both the pilot and the zoid without a second thought. Cad was in complete awe.


"My name is Vane, and the battle field is my home."

Then Cad flipped.

"What the HELL were you doing?! That pilot surrendered, and you just KILLED HIM?! Have you no mercy?!? That is just sick!! How could you!?"

[XanatosGambit86]

"I was sent to wipe out the bandits harassing the locals. " Vane said, turning his back towards the trail to his home base. "What does it matter if I capture trash alive. He'll just stink up the holding cells." Slowly, the Blood starved soldier walked away. "You have a problem with it? You can take it up with Commander Locke. He authorized my hunt. Rather be killing enemy zoids then slaughtering a bunch of thieves."

As he travelled farther and farther away his head turned back

"See you around kid. Good luck playing with all the other children." A cruel laugh met his last words.

[Zantetsuken]

Cyrus looked to the beast as it hit the top of the tree lines, skipping around and moving at an accelerated rate as the Lightening Saix’s inner core roared with disapproval of the other Zoid’s tactics. Cyrus fell back into the reclined position, flipping the command board to combat mode. The all too familiar red lights washed over him as the window tainted to a bright blue, the cockpit filled with different Heads Up Display readings along the smooth glass. He easily got a diamond shaped targeting lock on the beast as it ran, but it never gave him that wonderful red glow of a target lock for his Vulcan cannons. The Saix roared again in irritation as it cut along the forest, not entering it.

“Don’t get all frustrated just yet,” Cyrus mouthed to his partner. “It’s just a silly tactic, one we’ve done countless times ourselves. However, I got an idea. See, the way I figured it pal, the Zoid was always meant to be a land based thing.” There was a purr from the core that vibrated the cockpit; it was the Saix’s way of laughing. Cyrus grinned flipping a few toggles and inputting some coordinates. The Saix picked up speed, hitting sixty percent top speed, the usual stress level the two Zoid warrior’s fought at.

“Okay pal, let’s lock on the trees and start blasting their landing points from under them until they crash,” Cyrus said as he felt his finger itch near the trigger. There was a moment of silence, then fifteen red diamonds appeared on screen, all aimed for the base of the trees along the path his enemy traveled.

“Let me see you dance!” Cyrus shouted over the open calm, letting off a salvo of Vulcan fire.

[TheDoctor]

Cadmus was speechless at the nerve of this pilot, this Vane. He started to open his mouth to retaliate, but then sighed in defeat. It was useless. He knew that Vane would just use his own words against him, and call him a kid again. Fuming silently, Cad jumped in the cockpit of the Liger, which then closed.

Rigon, where is the nearest town?

Dust Town. I can get you there within an hour.

Alright, let's go. We took care of the problem.

I agree. Just make sure you get me some repairs.

With that, the zoid turned around and walked the opposite way that Vane did.

[Miss. Bear™]

Elto was hit a little by the bullets but it's high agility dodged most of them."Agh...Heh all acording to plan" she said as she fliped off the acceleration, forceing the zoid to flip backwards as it jumped off the other zoid making a humming sound to indicate it's amusement to the scenario as it ran backwards to the other position.

Elto was now behind the other zoid and was getting ready to fire. "Elto! Fire!!" Elto got ready to fire his mechanical gun and with a floorish of beeps gunfire could surely be heard.

[Ketsora]

"Red Riding Hood," rang the voice of Mr. Troei, the owner of the building where she set up her call-center as a delivery girl, who also happened to be one of the city's mechanics, "I have a job for you."

Elle raised her golden eyes and placed her hand upon her chin. She wasn't much in the mood for small talk, so she simply pointed to the sheet she required all customers to fill out, with a description of the job and a list of her rules they had to sign to. Mr. Troei laughed a little under his breath, "Elle, I know your terms. I need this to be a rush delivery, do you think you can manage?" The genezoid rose from the table and nodded, pulling her jacket over her shoulders, "Sure thing, boss." Though she technically hadn't worked for him in a little over a year, it was still a force of habit to refer to the grey-haired man as "boss". "Could you unlock the shop for me, then? I'll equip the boosters on Sirex and we'll get out of here." And so, she and Mr. Troei replaced the Vulcan cannon in favor of increased speed.

Charging through the canyon, Elle kept Sirex as silent and steady as he'd go. There was a pretty large battle going on between a group of Rev Raptors and what appeared to be both a Murasame Liger and a Brastle Tiger. She didn't have the firepower to get involved in the conflict, so she very meekly ducked around it.

Sorry I took the cannon off, Sirex.

Her zoid hummed in agreement. It had been a rather long time since her delivery job brought her into conflict with any worthy opponents, and the Rev Raptor ambush looked like a lot of fun. They were only about two miles from the village, and they had decided they would stop over at the small local town after they delivered the package.

Upon reaching the shack, Elle dropped out of the Shadow Fox's cockpit and placed the parts on the doorstep, adding her personal note of delivery so that the stationary Mr. Troei purchased for her wouldn't go to waste. Returning to Sirex, she noticed a zoid incoming on her radar. Suspecting that it was a Rev Raptor that the Liger/Tiger duo managed to miss, she readied herself for a fight. However, it was just the Liger dashing by, and she sighed to herself. Getting onto the intercom, she called out to the pilot who just sped by, "Hey. Are you heading into town by any chance? You must be a little banged up after that assault, so do you want company down?"

You? Offering yourself as company? Sirex asked, shocked. He always knew Elle to be quite antisocial, so this was certainly a step.

Come now, Sirex, we're next to defenseless, and he just proved himself to be a great fighter.

[Ushima]

The three pilots, two Genezoids and one human, couldn't help but notice the looks they were getting. They knew what it was, many people thought they were bandits. What with the way they were emblazened with their group's logo and name. But no, they were mecenaries. They got paid to steal things, kill, destroy buildings, protect caravan's and VIPs, attack Caravan's and VIPs and even the ocassional bandit or Wild Zoid problem. "I'm gonna finally get that new cannon for my bear after this." Curtis said between bites.

"You've been eyeing that high impact cannon for awhile haven't you?" Michael took a drink. "It'd be a nice addition to the Bear Fighter."

"Yeah that double barrel cannon isn't cutting it." Curtis said. "Not with what we go up against all the time. I need more stopping power."

"What about you Vega?" Michael asked.

"Well you could probably guess." Vega pushed up on his glasses. "I'd like to take the family somewhere nice. Perhaps Arcadia."

"Yeah that'd be nice. It's a great costal resort." Arcadia had white beaches and a nice tropical forest, great vacation spot for anyone with the money.

"Ok boss, what about you?" Curtis asked his superior.

"Don't know. Could use some parts, get me some upgrades. But my zoid is really powerful so I don't think more weapons is neccessary." Michael pushed his empty plate away. "Perhaps I'll continue to invest my money like I have been doing." With his investments Michael had a steady stream of income. "Yeah that sounds good."

"Always thinking ahead huh?" Vega chuckled.

"You know me." The doors to the diner opened and Michael turned to look at whoever entered.

"Who is it boss?" Curtis asked, continuing to eat.

"No one." Michael turned back around. "Check please." The waitress approached them cautiously, still unsure if the group were bandits. Shakily she handed them their check. "Thank you." Michael gave her a smile. She stopped shaking and blushed, turning to walk away quickly.

"Lady killer." Vega lightly shoved him.

"Please stop saying that. I don't want that nickname to stick. I like the Black Knight to much." Michael paid for the meal, treating his squadmates. "We have to wait for Curtis. We'll be here awhile."

[TheDoctor]

Halfway through his journey, Cad jolted up from his lazy stature in the pilots chair as the clearly feminine voice buzzed through.

"Hey. Are you heading into town by any chance? You must be a little banged up after that assault, so do you want company down?"

He thought about it. Rigon was a bit damaged, and what was wrong with a little company? Sometimes the road got a bit lonely with just him and Rigon. Besides, if the other pilot decided to attack, Cad believed that him and Rigon could take them. Stopping the zoid, he addressed the voice.

"Aye, I suppose that you heard that battle." He chuckled to himself.

In a better mood now, Cadmus?

Nothing like company to help you to your feet.

"Sure, we could use some company. We figured that we could use a rest and repair stop before we head on our way." Cad looked on the HUD, noting that the Shadow Fox was rather unarmed. "If we continue this way, then we could get to Dust Town in 20 to 30 minutes. I suppose that you have business there." He shrugged. "Can I get a name?"

[Ketsora]

"Aye, I suppose that you heard that battle."

Well, heard and snuck right by, she thought to herself, but she decided to keep that detail to herself. While she was sure he knew her Shadow Fox was almost bare-bones, she didn't want to tip her hand too soon.

"If we continue this way, then we could get to Dust Town in 20 to 30 minutes. I suppose that you have business there. Can I get a name?"

Elle smiled to herself, "My name is Elle LaForet, delivery girl. I just got rid of my package a few miles back and I was hoping to rest over in Dust Town before hitting the road again." From being unwilling to even adress Mr. Troei just a few hours ago to chatting up a stranger in a well-armed Liger... how strange, she noted, mirroring Sirex's bemusement. Turning up Sirex's boosters, she pulled up beside the Murasame Liger, "I'll return the question. What's your name?"

You're not even going to ask what he's going to Dust Town for? came Sirex's voice with a hint of reprimanding caution. She shook her head and answered her zoid aloud, "Repairs, I'd wager."

Well, if you're so sure.

Elle pulled ahead of the other pilot for a moment or two, setting a more even course for Dust Town. It would be her first time actually spending any decent amount of time out there, so she was excited to see if she could purchase any rare parts to trade.

[TheDoctor]

Elle LaForet, Cadmus. A GIRL.

And you can shut up, or no repairs for you.

I doubt that you would dare to take me into combat without repairs.

Don't test me, Rigon. The zoid hummed in amusement.

"I'll return the question. What's your name?"

"Cadmus Lakonen, mercenary. Just call me Cad." He replied through the intercom as the Shadow Fox pulled ahead of the Liger. "We were fighting the Yinz Gang back there, they had a team of Rev Raptors. It wasn't too bad, but as you can tell, it could've gone better." The Liger sustained minor damage: a couple deep scratches along the the sides with a couple impacts from the shells. The Murasame was durable, though, and that was one thing that Cad admired about it.

He hesitated. "Some other merc popped up in the middle of battle and just watched us in a Brastle Tiger. Then when the next wave of raptors came, he just wiped them out without a scratch. He was pretty arrogant about it too." Remembering the battle, the merc's name popped up in his head again. "His name was Vane. Ever heard of him?"

[Ketsora]

"Cad, charmed," Elle replied. She felt a little fidgety, and knew that she was growing uncertain of the conversational prospect once again. Luckily for her, Cad had a lot to say about his fight with the Yinz Gang. She had heard enough about them from the families in the area, but had never known what zoids or tactics they favored. After today's brief glimpse, she decided that she would use them in order to raise the price of deliveries to the immediate area. She grinned at the thought, but she snapped back to attention when Cad mentioned the Brastle Tiger. The zoid looked like it was terribly impressive in a battle, especially after her companion's confirmation that it emerged without a scratch. Elle took a longer look at the scratches in Cadmus's zoid's sides. It could have been much worse, but still.

What really got her to listen was the other merc's name. "His name was Vane. Ever heard of him?" Elle leaned forward to the intercom, not trusting her voice to carry as far as it did just moments ago, "Yes, actually. I'm not really much of a mercenary myself, but I know that I've even lost jobs to him. Silver hair, Tiger Brastle, cocky but with a skillset that almost makes his arrogance bearable? I'm aware of this Vane guy."

Yeah, Elle, he gave us a run for our money, didn't he?

Elle blushed vehemently. I was trying to forget that scuffle! Of course, there was no way someone like Vane would remember such an easy fight, but she wondered if he realized that he had inspired her to bond more with Sirex. It probably didn't even enter his swelled head. She flicked the intercom on to rant a little more, but she couldn't find the words, so she flicked it off once again, staring straight ahead with a sigh.

[TheDoctor]

Ah, so this is a well-known merc.

We need to steer clear of him next time, Cad.

I will as long as he does.

The rest of the journey continued in silence except for the rhythmic pounding of their zoids bounding accross the land.

Eventually, they caught sight of Dust Town, a small town with a name to match its environment. Moving the Liger over near a Red Horn, Snipe Master, and Bear Fighter, Cad gave Rigon some time to rest. As he hopped out of the cockpit, mentally promising the Liger to fix it up before they let the town, he watched the Shadow Fox stop next to the Liger. A girl with red hair and strange, golden eyes jumped out of the cockpit. This must be Elle.

Together, the two of them entered the restaurant. It was slightly crowded, with few tables left. At the counter, however, there sat three men. One of them had long white hair, a beard, and glasses, and another one had medium-length grey hair and a cap on. The last one Cad had heard about. Him and Elle sat two seats away from the group, and as soon as they had ordered, Cad turned to her.

"That merc over there, you know the one with the black hair and blue eyes?" he nodded over towards the group. "That is the Black Knight. He is rather well known in the merc community. Apparently, he has military training because he was in the war. Hes part of the Paladins, a pretty big merc group. I'm with a group called the Blue Guard, not as big as theirs but still well known. The zoids that we parked next to must belong to them." He glanced behind him at the group again. "I didn't think that he would be so young."

[Ushima]

"Ah that was good." Curtis sighed, patting his now slighly bulging stomach.

"You done stuffing your face?" Michael asked.

"Yep!" Curtis had a goofy expression. "Thanks for paying for all that." Michael would often pay for their meals. He treated his teammates well.

"It's the least I can do for you guys. You have to put up with me all the time." Michael chuckled.

The trio was just sitting there, minding their own business, talking. But that was interupted by a man with a shotgun. "Alright everybody freeze!" Michael let out an annoyed chuckled. Dust Town just wouldn't be Dust Town without some upstart punk holding up the place. The residence here didn't fear bandits for nothing. The man made the unfortunate mistake of stepping close to Michael. He had failed to see the trio were carrying weapons of their own. "This is a robbery!"

"Yeah no it's not." Michael turned quickly, grabbing the end of the shotgun and forcing it up in the air. It went off, causing the others, save his companions who have seen this all before, to let out a surprised noise, mostly screams and gasps. Michael elbowed the bandit in the stomach, knocking him away. He tossed the gun away, Vega caught it and set it on the bar. The bandit came back with a knife. Michael dodged, grabbed the man's hand and disarmed him quickly and breaking one of his fingers. Michael threw the knife down, the blade sticking in the man's foot. Michael drew his knife, it was a menacing blade, a mix of combat knife and brass knuckles. "Now what shall we do with you?" He moved around the man, the flat of his blade touching the man's cheek made him jump a little and Michael chuckled.

"I say kill him." Vega entered. "Dust Town doesn't have the appropriate accomidations for prisoners."

"And I don't think taking him all the way back to Neo Haven is a good idea." Curtis gave his opinion.

"I agree, on both counts." With one quick motion the annoyance was no more. "Vega, Curtis. Take care of the body." Silently both men complied, carrying the body out of the restaurant to be dealtr with. Michael sat back at the bar. "Botte of whiskey please." In all the comotion the owner didn't even bother to ask if he was old enough to drink, instead just handing him a bottle of dark liquid. "Thanks." Michael took a long swig. His throat burned.

"Um, excuse me?" A meek voice called to his left. Michael turned to look. It was the waitress. "I thought you might want this?" She handed over a wanted poster of the man he had just killed.

"Huh. Seems he's been harrassing Aliance shipments so they put a hit out on him." He took another drink. "That's another one the brass owes me. Wonder if they'll give me another medal?"

[XanatosGambit86]

Armstrong Military encampant...
When Vane returned he found himself overlooking a burning tents and screaming bodies. Several zoids were scattered all around, destroyed and decimated. Of course this all meant nothing to Vane as there was only one thought on his mind:
A fight broke out and I wasn't here to enjoy it! Damn it!

The genezoid scanned the area for survivors and there was one single life sign left in the entire area. The blood warrior thought it prudent to approach the signal. Maybe if he shook the surivivor for questions he could find where the enemy's whereabouts and chase them for another good fight. Whoever these guys were they took out highly trained and highly competent soldiers.

"Oh it had to be you!"

Vane arrived at a dark damp cave used as a hiding place by the survivor. He chuckled at the man's response
"Commander Locke. Should have thought you'd survive the ordeal. Care to tell me who created this beautiful display."

Locke coughed in response. The glasses man was bleeding form a sharp sound to his abdomen. Despite being in such a weakened state he was not above glaring at the upstart mercenary.
"Why so you can chase them down and avenge your comrades." His tone was sarcastic. Vane laughed.

"I care very deeply about my allies. You should full well know that."

"Blow it out your ass Vane!" Struggling to sit up upright, Locke pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up Its orange light brightening the battered veterans features. After a puff of smoke, he spoke again. "Ever heard of the Rosenritter?"

Vane stopped laughing shocked at the words that left the man's mouth.
"You can't be serious. They actually attacked here?"

"Whatever they have planned it can't be good."

Vane paused finding himself deep in thought. The Rosenritter were an elite squad of pilots known for their tenacity and ferociousness. If they were really here then there was a good chance she might be in the area as well.

"I'll call and make sure reinforcements are headed your way."

"Hah don't jo-

"It's no a joke" Vane interrupted, stunning Locke. The commander was Staring at the Vane oddly. "Your excellent soldier, one who's proven himself in the field of battle. You have also given some nice battles here, even though you did skim out at the end of my contract. I remember my debts and I repay them."

Silence greeted the commander and soldier before Locke let out a strange laugh "Your a strange man. Even for A genezoid."

A rare non-psychotic smile met Vane's lips as he turned around and walked away from the man. There was work to do but first thing is first.

Dust Town.
Vane arrived at Dust town, his first task asking for information or eaves dropping on other mercenaries. The locals were staring at his Brastle Tiger rather worryingly. Quietly, he jumped off his ally, approaching the local tavern.
"Punch and Vodka.." Vane requested. The bartender left nervously to get his drink. He looked over at the entire tavern sizing all the mercenary and soldiers up as usual. Though there was some silence as he came in, after about five minutes the locals got back to their usual business talking and drinking.

"You hear about the Armstrong Regiment"
"Yeah? Rumors are already flying like wildfire. They say the Rosenritter were behind the attacks.
"Yeah. It's said even the crimson fury lead the charge herself."

Vane's ears perked at this conversation. So she was in the area after all. Still there was too much that was unknown. He'll have to work more towards attaining more info.

[TheDoctor]

Cad watched all of the events unfurl. He was initially impressed by the Black Knight's combat skills, quickly disarming the man twice. He felt no pity for the attempted robber, and he turned around and leaned his elbows against the counter to watch the fight, a grin on his face. Then, he had the knife to the man's throat. Things quickly got nasty

"Now what shall we do with you?"

"I say kill him. Dust Town doesn't have the appropriate accomidations for prisoners."

"And I don't think taking him all the way back to Neo Haven is a good idea."

"I agree, on both counts."

Cad tensed in his chair, about to jump, but it was too late. The man was dead. The fellow Paladins quickly took the body outside while the Black Knight took his seat at the bar again as if nothing had happened. He took a drink from the alcohol that he was seved, even though he was probably too young to drink.

Cad's opinion of the mercenary dropped significantly. He took that life as if it belonged to him, and now he treats himself as if it was nothing? The mercenary looked at the poster, cockily smiling.

"That's another one the brass owes me. Wonder if they'll give me another medal?"

Cad grunted a laugh at the mercenary, who turned to look at Cad and raised an eyebrow. Cad grinned at him smugly.

"Look man, you might have some moves, but that attitude will take you nowhere." Cad said. "You kill a man, acting as if it was as easy as kicking a pebble, and then you forget it as if you perform miracles on a daily basis?" He chuckled and turned back to face the counter. "Quite the personality."

[Ushima]

"My attitude is fine thank you. It has taken me through a successful military career and into a very successful mercenary career." Michael said, not bothering to look at the speaker. "Besides he was the one with the problem. Who does he think he is trying to rob this fine establishment. Other than a hole in their ceiling these people made out ok." A hole in the ceiling was a lot better than a hole in someone's chest. Michael looked over his bloodied knife. Tthe bartender handed him a rag. "Thanks." Taking the offered rag he cleaned his blade. "You know usually you don't let guys with shotguns walk away. I did this town a favor." Sheathing his blade he grabbed his bottle of booze and the rag. Turning he faced the person who spoke to him. "Just because your point of view on battle is different than mine doesn't mean you're right. Being narrow minded like that, it won't get you very far." Michael made his way to the door but stopped just before he left. He turned back to the teen real quick. "And turns out he's worth more dead."

Stepping outside Michael made his way back to their zoids. "Sir." Vega saluted. "I've set up communications with the Human Alliance. They wish to soeak to you regarding that man."

"Right then." A holographic projector (http://t0ak.roblox.com/1f800c0943c299399486cedb8ec75d3f) was set up on a crate and the trio gathered around. "Hello?"

An image appeared. It was a old man, older than Vega, dressed in a General's uniform. Michael, on instinct, snapped into a salute. The man chuckled. "Relax Lieutenant. You aren't a part of the military anymore remember?"

"Sorry General Ceaser (http://images.wikia.com/masseffect/images/e/e8/AndersonSR1.jpg)." Michael rubbed the back of his neck, slightly embarassed. "Why the personal call?"

"Just wanted to confirm if that man was truly dead." Vega held up the body. "That is proof enough."

"So do I get a medal?" The question made the genearl laugh. "What?"

"You already have a case of medals and numerous comendations. I don't think you need another one." Michael grumbled. "But you do get a lot of money.

"I think that'll work." Curtis said before Michael could say something.

"And I could make re-entry into Neo Haven a bit faster for you." That made the trio happy. Going through all those security checkpoints could get annoying sometimes. "Anyway guys I have a meeting to get to. I'll see you next time the Alliance needs Paladins to do some work in the wastelands.

"Looking forward to it." Michael saluted, again out of habbit. With a laugh General Ceaser's image faded. "Was nice to see him again."

"Do you miss it?" Vega asked. "Being in the army?"

"...Sometimes." Michael ran a hand through his hair. "I learned a lot in my time there. Hell whenever I see a Zaber Fang I get all nostalgic. I made some good friends there to. And there was never a dull moment." Michael turned to his friends. "But being in the Paladins is my life now. I wouldn't trade it for anything."

"Don't get all emotional on us." Curtis made a disgusted face. "We know you'd never leave us."

"Right then." Michael removed his leather jacket and set it on the crate. "Why don't you two go get some supplies while I do a patch job on my Red Horn?" There was a few tweaks he needed to make and a few bullet holes he wanted to patch up.

"Sounds good." The two Genezoids left their human CO.

"Right then." Michael removed his other shirts, leaving his chest bare. He was gonna get dirty and didn't want to ruin the only clothes he had. He made a note to start packing more. Reaching into his Zoid's storage compartment he pulled out a hand welder (http://brink.neoseeker.com/w/i/brink/thumb/4/4e/Engitools.png/250px-Engitools.png) and a pair of welding goggles (http://img.directindustry.com/images_di/photo-g/protective-welding-goggles-480515.jpg). Michael climbed up his zoid to the front right leg. Pulling the goggles over his eyes he crouched down and started closing up holes. Sparks flew everywhere. "Damn this is hot." He stopped welding and overlooked the extent of the damage. "I might be here awhile."

[Zantetsuken]

Cyrus watched the movements of his foe as it pulled over his Lightening Saix, getting behind it. The back of his chair jolted as shots began to pepper the hull repeatedly making it difficult for him to concentrate as the cockpit flashed warning symbols and claxons blared off. Cyrus felt his hands gripping the controls with sweaty palms, and with a grunt of irritation he began to shove them left and right as the Zoid began to jump in little hops left and right.

“Ghost imaging only does so much,” he mused to himself loudly as a way to focus his mind. “That many shots usually get through. Any permanent damage?” There was a wet leopard like growl and Cyrus took the Zoid’s attitude for a no. He nodded once and pulled hard on his left control arm and pushed the right forward. The claws of the Saix dug into the earth, chewing it up and sending little clouds in the air as the Vulcan gun began to retaliate with fire. In a matter of seconds his Lightening Saix picked up speed.

“Pounce it ‘ol buddy, but we can’t use the Claw Strike yet. Don’t want to damage the goods you know! Just keep dodging the incoming fire, and when we get close enough, tackle it!” A challenging roar from the Saix was all the confirmation Cyrus needed as he narrowed his eyes and began to anticipate his enemies moves so he could tackle it.

[Miss. Bear™]

"Hmph that's pretty good....Elto any damage?" Elto's light chirk suggested that the left claw was damaged. "Danmmit! That's going to cost me..." She could't see much enema ting from the smoke cloud, she tried to guess the enemy zoids movement's. "What is it doing...?" "Readying it's self to ram us?" She looked closely at the pattern's the enemy attacks in, "it stay's on the ground for sure, it's fast as hell and look's like it has good defense but if i was to ram it from the cockpit...hmm...Elto sped up that wall!" Elto fallowed her command speeding up the wall at a fast enough pase to be running on it. "Okey elto now you need to get in front." Elto moved from the side trying to see if it could see past the now Dissapiering smoke cloud.

[Zantetsuken]

The way the Lightening Saix moved made the wobbly command chair seem like a roller coaster ride, and Cyrus pondered if he had more than just the one bolt loose. Yet when his radar tracked the Zoid running about and turning he grinned, using the last of the dust screen from the initial trading of bullets. If his foe was going to climb walls, he could make an attack that could get his opponent to back off while leaving the goods.

The Vulcan cannon continued to spit out fire as he matched course with the enemy, the Zoid’s claws leaving tiny trenches in the ground as it sprinted quickly through the cloud of dust. Once he was just to escape it he hit the throttle, the back leg thrusters firing up as the hind legs placed stress upon the reinforced shock coils. In air Cyrus let out a laugh, enjoying the adrenaline rush as he thumbed the trigger to the under slung RPG launching unit. With ease he thumbed it and lobbed a high yield explosive shell into the mountainside, claws stretched out to catch his prey.

“Peekaboo!” Cyrus chuckled as the Lightening Saix roared.

[Miss. Bear™]

"CRAP!" Vallisnia let out a little yell as elto gynila fell to the ground. "Agh...elto... are you okay?" The zoid hummed it's core a little to suggest that it was still alive atleast but was mediumly damaged. Vallisnia was ejected from her seat, "Uh oh...NOT NOW...." The controls were blocked, she would have to Manuely unfreeze them but she didn't have the time. She thought to herself if there after the stolin good's than they will leave elto alone, she quickly grabbed the stolen goods out of the cockpit and climbed ontop of a rock yelling "Looking for something?" to distract them from elto. Said doing that she sprinted into the forest.

[Zantetsuken]

With the lobbed shot hitting the enemy Zoid Cyrus braced himself, the landing of the Saix a not so elegant but at least functional landing, skidding on the ground eating the earth as it turned to the downed Zoid. The core of the beast was restless as it began a slow gait towards the enemy, another RPG shell loaded as Cyrus pulled the chair forwards so he could see the enemy better. The Vulcan cannons were still trained on the foe, but he didn’t fire. If it was going to pull any tricks, it would had by now.

“Well now,” Cyrus said full of spunk as he prepared to flip on the open frequency. “I think we earned our pay on this trip. A little daring bravado here, and a few overly exaggerated claims there, and I think we can bag a few extra in the bank, ‘eh partner?” The Lightening Saix let out a low rumble of a purr as it was standing before the downed enemy. Just as he was about to say something witty however, his increasingly more and more frustrating friend gave him a quick taunt, held the goods, and made to run for it.

“Is something that small really worth it anymore?” Cyrus whined as he toggled the Lightening Saix to turn. It hesitated for a moment. “Leave it, it’s in a command freeze. It won’t be going anywhere.” There was a roar of disapproval. Cyrus fought with the controls for a moment, but in the end the Zoid obeyed. “Like we’re dealing with a god damn four year old…” Cyrus muttered.

The Saix stopped abruptly.

“No, not you! The girl/guy thingy who’s running with the incredibly small and valuable thingy…” More silence came from the Zoid. “Ok, ok, I get it; maybe I should pay a tad bit more attention to a mission brief. It wasn’t supposed to be this complicated.” Cyrus let out a frustrated sigh as he turned his radar back on to full range, getting a confirmation blip on the Heads Up Display of the item in question.

There was a soft grunt as the Lightening Saix began to trot again. “Look, let’s just find this person, and move on, alright?” The Zoid nodded in agreement as it moved after the stolen goods.

[Miss. Bear™]

Her heart was racing as she jumped over dry dead bush's and what not, she climbed up onto a mountain rock making sure to retrack were elto is. "Maybe i can lose him.."she said as she slid down into what looks like a half dry river. She fell in. It wasn't that steep but now she was "Clean" atleast running with the stolen goods on the side of her. "I Hope old man/lady know's what there doing because it's time to do this my way.

She stopped running and waited for the zoid to appier, it seemed crazy but she did have a plan....a plan that could eather end in her getting her a** handed to her or the other way around.

[Zantetsuken]

“Come on,” Cyrus whined loudly to the Zoid. “I’m so sick and tired of this Cat and mouse game. It’s supposed to be the cat toying with the mouse, not the other way around!” The Saix let out a low rumble of agreement, clearly just as irritated as Cyrus was that the nimble human was getting away with the cover from the trees. If not for the lock on the stolen goods, Cyrus was sure he wouldn’t have been able to find his quarry.

He headed to the edge of a mountain pass, a low fall into a stream below as he did another sweep of the area looking to his cracked screen. The green blip of the stolen item was indicating it stopped moving and for that the pilot was grateful as the Zoid slid down the rocky slide, pouncing off into the stream and splashing water everywhere as it landed. The Zoid slowly moved towards the location of the blip mark, and Cyrus felt a sigh of content.

“Ah good, they just want to quit and give up everything…” he mumbled looking at his rather quick new friend

[Miss. Bear™]

She didn't have a very friendly expression on her face as she clenched her teeth together. "I challenge you!" she said surprisingly rather calm that angry and insane, "Im tired of all this running and running and running ok i don't have all day or all night to play this silly game so i want to fight you...hand to hand" she said as she laid the box of stolen goods on a nearby tree stump, "so what's the verdict judge?" she said as she put her hands on her hips in a sassy impatient way putting her hands in her pockets readying her knife's to eather throw or stab him with.

[Ushima]

"Hey boss!" The voice of Curtis broke through his concentration. "Look what we got!"

"Alright." He set down the welder and lifted his goggles so they rested on his forhead. Quickly he climbed down his Red Horn. "Let's see the stuff."

"We've gathered the required supplies." Vega handed him a bottle of water, he could tell the younger man needed it. Saying thanks he took a drink before pouring some over himself. "We should have no problem getting beck to Neo Haven."

"Excellent." Michael took another drink as he turned his attention to the mountains. Dust Town was at the base of the mountains and was a good stop for anyone wanting to head out into the plains. "Well I'm still working so we'll be leaving in a few hours. Do what you want."

"Yes sir." Vega said. Curtis cheered at the idea of being able to relax. Michael climbed back up his zoid and started back on his welding.

[Zantetsuken]

“Is she serious?” Cryus blurted. The Saix let out a low growl as the Zoid and pilot looked to the impatient woman. “She is,” he mouthed in awe. A duel for the goods, a battle of life or death, where it all hung in the balance! A contest of fists and will! Man-o a –wo-man-o! Or something like that. Either way the mercenary looked upon the sun and sighed, his stomach growling.

“Are you kidding me?!?!” he shouted over the vox channel to the world before the Lightening Saix. The Vulcan cannons on the Saix’s back rotated to face her as the Zoid growled in warning. “You’ve been a pain in my side all morning! You’ve been bothering the hell out of me with these cat and mouse games telling me ‘come and catch me,” his voice hit a high pitch to mock that of a woman’s as he let out a laugh of disbelief. “You think you’re in the bargaining position? Try again!”

To indicate just how silly this whole thing was, the Lightening Saix lifted up a paw and slammed the ground, the trembling earth as the guns remained active and trained on his prey. The Saix moved to the tree stump and growled as Cyrus looked to her shaking his head and laughing again.

“Do yourself a favor, go back to your Zoid, and maybe I’ll let you go with this little slap on your wrist.”

[Miss. Bear™]

Vallisnia was mad she pulled out her knife's and threw them at the tree behind them and yelled "Are you freaking kidding me?, you being tired? I Have been running all day! What you think money just rains from they sky?" "What in the hell do you expect a freken bandit to do? Walk away to marry-sunshine land and ride on a cloud paved with rainbows?" Hell no im not taking this crap from you and your...KITTY!" She let out a hiss and said "How about i punch you in your freken face and maybe you'll think twice about your "Just because im a girl" remarks! she yelled.


In in a few quick seconds she got ahold of herself and said, "You know what..It's not worth it, im tired" she dropped the box and walked off "I Need to take a shower anyway..." "Sorry about all that yelling im just having a really bad day with the chasing and elto getting jacked up and all...If the goods are that important to you, take em ill just steal something else later...See ya" she said as she ran off.

[Zantetsuken]

“Hey Saix, do you think she has a few screws loose in her head?” Cyrus typed in the coordinates for the ground just before him and sent them to the convoy. The Lightening Saix growled as it lowered itself a few feet to get the visual on her. With a moment to pause, a soft sigh of annoyance, Cyrus tapped the controls and let off a open frequency back to her as the Saix trotted to march next to her.

“Listen lady, I got no particular beef with you, and can’t honestly say you being a bandit matters to my predicament. I’m a mercenary. I was hired to protect this. I’m doing it now. Has nothing to do with you, your Zoid, and your obvious clinical problems.” Cyrus stated plainly. “But…” Cyrus sighed as the Lightening Saix purred, agreeing with his thoughts.

The Saix growled loudly at the woman, and he lowered his Zoid so she could hop on, but he made sure to lock his door. “I’ll give you a lift to your Zoid, and I’ll….see what I can about getting a Gustav to take it to city. You okay with that? It’s the least I can do for justly trashing your Zoid.”

[Ketsora]

Elle was still taking in the sights of the bar until Cadmus had pointed out that one of the men present was the Black Knight. She felt a chill up her spine, What are the odds that I keep crossing paths with these famous mercs? And to think the Black Knight, a human, would be such an impressive pilot... She shuddered to even consider it. Maybe what Troei had been saying all along was right, maybe her prejudice was getting too far in the way that she couldn't even seen the talent in any non-genezoids.

As the thought crossed her mind, the man with the shotgun entered, and the Black Knight and his companions took him down as quickly as he had come. She turned to Cadmus, meekly, while the mercenaries discussed whether or not to end the bandit's life. Sure enough, the Black Knight slit his throat and she noticed Cadmus trying to rise from his seat, but she knew he was too late. Anger smoldered in his eyes as he quipped back at the Black Knight, and she grinned a little. I'm impressed he'd stand up to him like that.

She turned to Cadmus, "He's got the same traits as all the other big guns for hire. It also hurts that he's ex-military. To him, ending a life is nothing, especially if there's a price attached." Elle wanted to go on, but she wasn't all that sure that Cad appreciated her input. After all, her head was still reeling from what she had seen. When the group finally left, she ordered a little something else to drink, hoping the cold liquid would calm her hot blood.

Suddenly, Elle brought her hands down on the bar, glancing at her new companion, "We should follow him." Regardless of the fact that Sirex wasn't in full fighting order and Cad's Liger was scratched up, she couldn't calm herself down, "See where he goes with the bounty, see what zoids his buddies have." Admittedly, it wasn't her smartest idea, but she couldn't hang around in the bar where the scent of blood was still lingering.

[TheDoctor]

Cad listen to the Knight's retort, fuming inside. As the merc left, he turned around.

"And turns out he's worth more dead." Cad couldn't take it anymore.

"What, so should we just kill anyone that is worth more dead than alive now?" he shot back at the Knight, standing up. When he turned to face the merc, however, he was already gone. Grunting, Cad sat back down on his stool, no longer hungry.

"He's got the same traits as all the other big guns for hire. It also hurts that he's ex-military. To him, ending a life is nothing, especially if there's a price attached."

He sighed. "Sadly, this is true. I've worked with ignorant mercs before, this isn't the first time. I just always thought that the Black Knight would be better than this." He pushed his food away. "Doesn't seem very knightly to me."

They were quiet for a few minutes. Then, Elle suddenly slammed her hands down on the bar, making Cad jump. She told him her proposition. Cad measured the pros and cons of such a decision. I need to collect my payment for taking out the Yinz, but I could contact the Blue Guard and ask them to send it to wherever these Paladins are going. Shrugging, Cad told Elle his plan. "Let me see if I can notify the Blue Guard, but before we even think about going anywhere, I need to make some repairs." He called over the waitress and paid for his meal. "I'll be with the Liger if you need me." With that, he left the restaurant.

As Cad made his way towards his zoid, he noted that the Black Knight was on top of the Red Horn. Those zoids must belong to the Paladins. Grunting, he veered towards the Liger.

Welcome back, little one. How was your meal?

Interesting. Lemme patch you up.

Climbing on top of his zoid with many tools, Cad went straight to work on the blast wounds. They damaged a few internal wires and such, but it wasn't a major problem. Going to work with his sodering iron, Cad recounted what happened in the restaurant to Rigon. He finished repairing the internal wounds, threw off his jacket, revealing his crimson T-shirt, and put on some gloves and goggles. Using his welding torch, he began to close up the hole.

[XanatosGambit86]

After Vane gathered up all the availible information, he finished the last of the drink and got up to check up on Tiger Brastle. At least he was going to check on the Tiger Brastle before he was met with one interruption.

"Fancy meeting your here."

The Genezoid turned around to meet the source of the voice. He was greeted with the sight of a tall girl. Hair as red as blood, eyes as grey as stone. She wore a dark grey suite with a black tie. It was rather out of place for where they were yet the outfit suited her just fine. She was gazing at him, her eyes piercing his very being. It was with those eyes that appraised Vane's abiltiies when was but a wee greenhorn thirsty for battle. It was with those eyes that the women came to a decision to train the Tiger Brastle pilot. It was those eyes that defined the path that Vane would take for the rest of his life.

"Tanya... I've been searching for you." Vane responded. His voice though was oddly controlled. A mixture of cold scorn and sadness.

"I know." Tanya responded with a mixture of pity and sadness. "It's been a while. Lets talk somewhere private. Vane nodded.

Following Tanya outside the Tavern. Vane was in awe of seeing her. This was the women who was like a mixture of a mother and sister to him. This was the women who's taught him how to fight. How to really sychronize and stay in tuned with his Brastle Tiger. She was also the women who vanished one day from their home. When she was returning from a mission.

"You've missed quite a show here. The black Knight himself was here, and made a quick show of a certain bandit. You would have loved to challen-"

"Why?" Vane interrupted. "Why did you leave." He was in no mood for games. Tanya was clearly trying to avoid the subject.

"I can't tell you." Tanya responded. "I'm asking you though to stop searching for me. Please." Her tone grew desperate.

"Your not telling me anything damn it! After the mission in The Noir Hills. I thought you were dead. And three months later, imagine my suprise you were working with the very military Unit that slaugtered my parrents." Fury met the tone of the genezoid. "Was everything you said a lie?"

"I wasn't. Not one thing I said was a lie. But there is s something you have to realize. That not everything is driven need to survive and grow stronger. Sometimes, a purpose in life is what drives all of us. I would have thought you had learned that after travelling around all this time." Her eyes grew desperate. "Please don't stop me Vane. And please don't go after the Rosenritter. With them I've found something other then meaningless fighting. Don't be driven by revenge.

"Tell that to my parents. Tell that to the civilians who were killed. I may be a violent soldier but even I have my limits. They will pay for every ounce of innocent blood the spilled." Vane declared.

Silence greeted the two. Tanya spoke up again. "Then I'm sorry, This means where enemies. Pray we don't meet on the field."

She turning her back one last time, she walked away leaving the silver haired genezoid staring at her back.

When she left, Vane approached the tiger brastle, who was growling silently.
"I know, first thing is first. We have to find out where the Rosenritter is going to do battle."
The brastle growl softened.
" Honestly I don't know if I can. But Blood stained Vane always pays back his debt. That belief is what's sustained me until now."

The tiger Brastle wondered: Would it be enough?

[Miss. Bear™]

At first she just gave him a very blank stare, •_•..."Clinical? Can't really blame me for being cranky and all." She face palmed herself and sighed. She thought to herself. "The guy who almost almost killed me is offering to give me a ride on his zoid who still wants to kill me while he could turn me in? "Sounds fine I guess..but eh you sure your ki.. I mean..zoid isnt going to bite off my arm?" She said as she got on.

"Oh and to warn you now im bypolar as mess and I have not took my pills today, you call me crazy now but you have not seen it yet."

[Zantetsuken]

“Nah,” Cyrus said softly to the hitchhiker woman. “It’s nothing really. If anything, I think me and Saix had a good run here. Been awhile since we had to work for our meal. Will make it all the sweeter when we chow down.” The Zoid roared in agreement as the mechanical clank clank sound echoed in the air. The mercenary and the bandit; who’d a thought?

“Back when I was younger, I got into a scrap with this Lightening Sa-….Kitty,” Cyrus chuckled petting the console. “My Rev Raptor was trashed the first time, but the next few times we danced I was far more nimble. It’s a trick most warrior’s don’t see coming from a Zoid. Lightening Saix can usually break the speed of sound, but they need a jet booster to do so. Instead, I actively worked on making my Zoid all quick like.”

Cyrus felt a twinge in his heart as the metallic gear shaped necklace bounced off his chest, the locket bringing up a memory from the merc’s past that he shooed away with the shake of his head. “You’re has got some pretty neat moves too. Never seen one of that make in these woods.”

Cyrus exited the battle mode of the Zoid, realizing he was still lounging farther back than he should have. He moved the chair up, still wobbly with the missing bolts, and he began to toggle a few switches as the inner dome light turned to the natural color of the sky. “LS-1 to GT-L, this is Cyrus, come in,” the pilot shouted over the intercom. There was heavy static before he got a fuzzy reply.

“You get her?” the leader managed to get out in more or less words.

“Yup, and I need you to tow the Zoid back to the city. Hitch it up and let’s get a move on.”

“She stole our goods!”

“She didn’t get far,” Cyrus reassured the Gustav team leader. With a sigh the girl shook her head. “The tow is on me, the repairs is out of your pay.” With those words the com went out. Cyrus’ mouth was held slightly agape as he gave a half look to his new companion.

“Never fail to be a pain in my…” Cyrus muttered. Then with a sigh he opened the cockpit, the tempered glass lifting upwards as the Lightening Saix purred. “It’s gonna be a long ride, why don’t you get inside and get comfy.”

[Miss. Bear™]

"Are you sure you can trust me? You might doze off and wake up somewhere in a cage sold to overly desperate woman who are cannibals." She did a quick evil laugh than said "Just kidding... But hey I could do it." She did a quick serious face than lightened up, she pocked her head a few times to think about it. "What if he like...still points me and has me throwned off a...ok that's just the lack of sleep talking." She started flicking herself in the head a few times before replying. "Yea fine whatever I don't care, before she walked in she looked around than got in.

"Oh and I don't mind paying for et, I have plenty of cash on me...and never you mind the trivial deets on how I got it."..."Actually I don't remember how...i might be a klepto."

[Ketsora]

Watching as Cad went to his Liger, obviously going to work on patching him up, Elle decided to return to Sirex. He looked so much less majestic than normal, without his cannon mounted between his shoulders with only a scaled-down version of the Lightning Saix's booster. She smiled, touching his front leg.

How are you holding up, then?

Physically, I'm fine. I'd just feel better if I had more in the way of firepower out here. It looks as though we'll be running with a crowd of tough mercs. Even your new friend seems to be formidable.

Elle sighed, returning her focus to her zoid, He's not a friend Sirex. You know that as well as I do. If you really don't trust that I can take care of us out there... She glanced up at Sirex, expecting him to hum with a bit of humor, but he looked serious, I do trust you. I'm not so sure about the others. She shifted her weight from leg to leg, nervously, There ought to be a shop nearby where I can equip you with some cheap artillery. The Shadow Fox nodded in agreement, and Elle knew that she would have to search high and low for a means of defense before Sirex would even speak to her again. He was stubborn in his priorities.

She pulled her hood back over her head, as she had taken it off in an attempt at showing manners in the bar. Turns out the gesture was wasted after the completely uncivil show of blood. The genezoid walked past several shops and a few people did stare, as was normal. It was the golden eyes, or they recognized the burgundy hood. Not many delivery girls took the sheer number of jobs she did, so she was bound to be recognized by someone in nearly every town. It wasn't the same as having mercenary level fame, but after the spectacle of distasteful behavior from the reputable Black Knight, she wasn't all that sure about what to think about fame. It was probably best just to make money and stay secluded.

Deep in thought, she almost passed by the weapons shop, except that it was the last storefront before the main road was closed for a few repairs. She strode up to the counter and pulled out a large sum of the money she had been carrying and asked if there were any beam lazers in stock. Upon agreeing with the shopkeeper on a rather cheap model, Elle walked back to where Cad and his Liger were. "Cadmus, I'm going to put an actual weapon on Sirex, but I'll be back soon. You think you'll be finished making repairs by then?"

[TheDoctor]

By the time Cad was finished with that impact wound, his shirt was soaked. Sweat stains stood out at his armpits and in the middle of his chest. Pushing up his goggles and wiping his forehead, he pulled his shirt off over his head and threw it next to him. Now shirtless, he leaned over to the other blast wound, checking to see the damage. As he was leaning towards it, he noticed the Black Knight, also shirtless, using his welding torch to fix the Red Horn. He considered how strange it might look to other people, watching two men fixing their zoids while shirtless. The only protection that they had were gloves and goggles. However, the sun was up high, and the torches added another level of heat to deal with. Chuckling to himself, he looked at the damage of the other blast wound, mentally reaching to Rigon.

Focus your healing towards the blast wound that I just patched up. That'll make it seamless and stronger.

I think I know how to heal myself, Cadmus.

As Cad used the sodering iron again to reconnect a couple wires, Rigon reached to his consciousness.

Cadmus, you should talk to that merc. He may be a useful asset for future assignments.

But he's a Paladin, not to mention an ass! I'm sticking with the Blue Guards, thank you.

Listen to me, Cadmus. Maybe it is time to leave the Blue Guards. After all of the missions that you have done, you haven't advanced very far. They are still sending you after bandit groups. Also, the Paladins are one of the biggest merc groups out there. If you put your grudges aside, he would probably let you join. They might treat you better than the Blue Guards.

I don't want to work with classless slobs who don't give a damn about another human life, Rigon. Also, I forgot to tell you that the Blue Guards are considering an advancement for me if I complete this mission. Also, I still need to get my pay. I'm sticking with the Blue Guards.

Cad's part about the advancement was a lie: he had no idea when he was going to get an advancement. He shut his thoughts off from Rigon. He's right. The Blue Guards don't give a damn about me. But won't a larger merc group just treat me worse, due to the amount of people they have? He thought about this, pausing his sodering to look into the sky and contemplate. They will have more missions though... NO. I don't even want to think about working under the Knight. He glanced over at the merc, then turned back to his work. He told himself that he wouldn't do it, but the thought of joining still resounded in the back of his head...

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Michael glanced around at the zoids that had gathered. There were two that caught his eyes. "Brastle Tiger. Ha! Vane's here." The two have had a few encounters. They've managed to not kill each other yet which Michael thought was a good sign. Reaching over to his whiskey he stopped welding to drink. Again the burning sensation flooded his throat.

"Hey boss!" Curtis' voice floated up to him. "Come here for a second."

Taking off his gloves and goggles he set them down next to his welding tool. Standing up he moved to the edge of his Red Horn. He looked down at the thirteen year old. "Yes Curtis?" Michael asked.

"Can you help me with my zoid real quick? You're better and software stuff." Curtis scratched the back of his head, almost as if he was embarassed to ask for help.

Michael smile at him. "Sure. Always happy to help." Quickly he climbed down. "Get in your zoid so you can see how the software changes effect you." Curtis did his, as Michael would call it, ball of light thing and fused with his Bear Fighter. The cockpit opened and Michael got in. "Alright bring up what you wanted me to adjust." Targeting data appeared on the screen. "Hm, taget aquisition speed seems to have been reduced."

"Yeah I was messing with some settings on my own." Curtis informed him.

"I see." Michael started making adjustments. "There. You should be able to lock-on faster now. Anything else?"

"Not right now?" the lad seemed hesitant.

"Curtis you know you can always come to me with anything. Even if it doesn't involve zoids." Michael was met with silence. "Whatever. You'll tell me or Vega eventually." Michael climbed out of the bear and took turned his attention to the other zoid that had caught his attention. "Murasame Liger. It's been awhile since I've fought one."

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After finishing the other blast wound and mentally noting to Rigon that it was ready for healing, Cad remembered that he had to recalibrate his shock cannons. Jumping down from his Liger, he noted that a Brastle Tiger was nearby.

Rigon, that Tiger Brastle, it-

Belongs to Vane, I know. So what if he's in here? We have no idea what he looks like. Just let it go, Cadmus.

........Alright.

Cad grabbed a large wrench the size of his arm and crouched under his zoid to look at the triple shock cannons.

Rigon, tell me when the cannons are aiming correctly.

Got it.

Fitting the wrench over a large nut on the side of the cannons, Cad pulled with his arms and his back, causing his muscles to strain. The wrench started to move toward him, ever so slowly. Clenching his teeth, Cad continued to pull.

Stop! They should be accurate now, Cadmus. Finish the repairs and we can test it.

Picking up the welding torch again, he climbed up the Liger's leg and stood on its joint where one of the scratches started. Noting no internal injuries, he was about to start welding it when he noticed the Black Knight watching the Liger, seemingly contemplating it. Lifting up his goggles, Cad turned to look at him, then inclined his head towards the Red Horn.

"Nice zoid you got there. The Red Horn is always a reliable choice."

"It hasn't done me wrong yet." Michael looked back at his zoid. "Though I sometimes miss the Zaber Fang I had in the army." The Black Knight looked back to the Liger. "Murasame Ligers are supposedly rare. How'd you get one?"

He lost a zoid? That must've been awful. Cad gave a grin and looked down a bit. "I don't really know. I was out in the wasteland, running from my town after a bandit attack. It was stupid, but I was a bit overwhelmed with the situation. After I passed out from exhaustion, this brute" he patted his hand on the Liger as it growled smugly. "tried to attack me. I was able to calm him down, and we've been companions ever since." He chuckled a bit at the memory of it, then he noticed that Elle was approaching his Liger.

"Cadmus, I'm going to put an actual weapon on Sirex, but I'll be back soon. You think you'll be finished making repairs by then?"

"I hope so." he replied, inclining with his welding torch as his chest shined with sweat. "I gotta fix up a couple gashes and then I'll be ready." He glanced back at the merc. "Where are you headed off to?"

"Neo Haven." Michael answered. "Gotta turn in an assignment, you know how it goes kid." He didn't mind telling the younger pilot about his mission. "Had to sneak into othis base and steal some cannon blueprint. Oh and blowing up the base was a secondary objective. Client didn't want anyone to get their hands on the technology that was left behind."

"Michael. Is it really wise to speak of such details?" Vega asked, coming up behind him.

"Why not? We already completed the mission. Him knowing the details won't screw it up." It was true, unless the Murasame pilot could go back in time and warn someone.

"That's true." Vega said, pushing up his glasses. "I'm going to do my own repairs. Shouldn't take long."

"Alright Vega. I shouldn't be long either." Vega turned into a ball of light and fused with his Snipe Master. Leaving Michael alone with the pilot. "What's your name? I can't keep calling you kid now can I?"

Whenever Michael called him "kid," Cad whinced. He hated being talked down to, and this guy didn't seem that much older then him. However, he didn't want to get in another conflict with him, so he let it roll.

"Cadmus Lakonen. Call me Cad. And I assume that you are Michael, the Black Knight." He laughed on the inside at the name. "So, you snuck into a base and blew it up? Sounds like real mercenary work." He sighed. "Meanwhile, the Blue Guard has stuck me with bandits. They haven't given me a promotion ever since I joined them."

"Cad. I'll remember that." Michael took a quick drink. "I remeber doing bandit clean up. Though after six months I was getting harder missions. Now I'm third in command." The Black Knight sat down on a nearby crate. "And I'm surprised you stuck around, what with no advancement for that long. Ever think about leaving?"

He shrugged. "I still have to get my payment for taking out the Yinz Gang, but after that I was thinking about leaving them. But where would I go? The Blue Guard provides me with work. How else would I get my pay?"

"Well the key to joining a good group is scouting them out." Michael said, offering advice. "I went on several missions with the Paladins before I joined. I saw how they operated, how they treated each other, how they carried out missions, that sort of thing. We're a good group, a brotherhood. You pull your own weight you'll be justly rewarded. If you want I could get you into a meeting with Colonel Storm." A look of shock appeared on Cad's face. "Yes you heard right. The Colonel Storm. Don't let the stories fool you, he's not as heartless as they say. He's actually quite friendly. Known him half my life."

Cad looked at him in disbelief. Colonel Storm? Surely he's joking. "Are you serious? You wouldn't mind? Damn man, that would be truly an honor. You can really arrange that?" I could join the Paladins, start a new career as a merc. This could actually work.

You see, Cadmus? You can't just close off your mind to people.

Yeah, shut up Rigon. He grinned and Rigon smugly growled again. "So would you mind if we joined you guys on the way to Neo Haven? I'll have to check with Elle, but I'm sure she will come with us."

"It should be fine." Michael stood up and stretched, his joints popping and cracking. "Let's finish repair and we're good."

With that, Cad quickly finished welding the Liger's scratches and then fused with the zoid in order to accelerate the healing. The Murasame Liger was back in action in no time.

[Zantetsuken]

As the sun over Zi continued to burn slowly over the terrain the convoy trudged ever forwards towards Dust Town. The gentle low and rise of the Lightening Saix movements brought a new level of calm to Cyrus after the adrenaline of the battle hit him. He stayed with the Convoy now as the Gustav hauled the Zoid affectionately referred to as ‘Elto.’ There wasn’t much in the way of predators anymore so the trip was rather slow. To pass the time Cyrus and his new friend spent some time talking about their Zoids, since it seemed to be a safe and neutral topic they could discuss freely.

The blip of the city showed up on his cracked screen, and with a chuckle he flicked the cracked screen for luck as the Lightening Saix pulled back to the Gustav towing Elto. There was a bit of chatter over the radio from the many workers excited to be done with another long trek over the open land and many hailed Cyrus to thank him for keeping them safe.

There were no kind words for Vallisnia.

“Gustav Trailer Leader, come in Lightening Saix One,” the overly chipper voice of the convoy leader rustled over the radio. Cyrus flipped a toggle and put her video on his Saix’s glass canopy. She gave him a pleasant smile, her brown locks bouncing with the movements of her Zoid. “Cyrus, you going to be all alone tonight couped up in some hotel, aren’t you?”

“Thought crossed my mind,” he mumbled. The Saix’s core rumbled softly, a low purr escaping into the air as the gates of the city became more visible to the pilot. He noted the different guard Zoids, a few Rev Raptors stripped to base models, but an imposing Command Wolf began to trot forwards. “Looks like you’ll have company,” Cyrus said in a sweet, but assertive tone to indicate that he wanted to be left alone.

“I won’t for long, Cy,” the woman said in a breathy whisper. “I get lonely on these trips, you get lonely out there…let’s,”

“Keep it that way,” Cyrus said cutting her off with a wink. “I can’t say it’s not tempting, but honestly I need to get the Ghost Image jammer upgraded, fix some minor repairs, and possibly look into getting a new weapon for the Lightening Saix.” The Gustav leader pouted as her eyes flashed to his.

“Cyrus Sigma you keep dancing around me, but one day boy I’ll nab you for myself.” Her face flushed red with a sly smile as she typed something in front of her. She looked back up to him. “Money’s been transferred to your account, you and me are officially off the clock. Can I contact you again?” Cyrus nodded as she grinned and cut the video feed. There was a soft hum in the cockpit as the man looked to the approaching Command Wolf.

The Convoy came to a halt as dust kicked up in the air, swirling to the breeze as the Lightening Saix kept a wide berth of the powerful twin shoulder mounted Autocannons. Something about that abusive fire power always made the duo wary as they slinked on by with little fuss.

The inner town was ripe with people and different Zoids of all shapes and colors. An Iron Kong moved forwards into a shop as its left arm was completely stripped down to the bone, little sparks of life from the welding molding the beast together again. A few calls of industry were in the air as Cyrus looked to a well known mechanic he had come to once before in the past after a scrap with a pack of Guysacks. Two were locked up but the other one had him pinned dead to rights if not for a lucky dodge that caused a rock pile to threaten the life of one of his allies. Even among bandits there’s still a sense of brotherly bonds, or perhaps a man who owed the guy a few bits of money. Either way he made a run for it with a busted Vulcan Cannon, a torn leg plate and four overheated thrusters.

“You’ll be good there,” Cyrus said to Vallisnia as the Saix lowered it self to let her jump out. “You keep your nose clean, and see what life on the not so underground life is like. Pay’s the same and much steadier work!” He waved her off as the Saix began a steady trot towards the weapon industry. He patted the console again with a more affectionate sigh as he looked to his Zoid’s vital readings. Nothing was seriously damaged in the fight with Elto, and while the bullet holes would take a few hours to weld, most of them could be ignored until a more lucrative check came in the account.

He smiled to himself, eyes full of mischief as he looked to the different people below him on the streets driving their jeeps around in a hurry carrying all manners of goods. He saw a few heavy hitters in the forms of Brastle Tigers and Red Horns getting some refits done, and with a gulp he slinked past them after he gawked at the raw power and destructive capability those two monsters could do. Cyrus was a confidant warrior, that was little doubt, but he also knew when he hit the heavy weights the speed he gave up to be more nimble also meant lighter armor, and a lucky shot could scrap his Zoid in one blow.

Still, within the city, how likely was it they would just walk up to challenge him? Not very, and the whole reason he came into Dust Town was to get paid and upgrade the Ghost Imaging jammer. If he could extend the distance between the Ghost image and his Lightening Saix, those shots wouldn’t matter as much and he’d still have his agility.

With a confidant smirk he pulled up his account and saw the funds added in with a memo that made him smile. The Gustav leader’s number was confidently placed should he change his mind. This one was rather pushy, he mused. He petted the consol feeling the coldness of the gear locket hanging from his neck. He shut the memo and strode the Lightening Saix towards an open garage.

[Ushima]

After talking to Cad Michael was in a good mood. He was always happy to recruit more members in the Paladins. Now he was even more motivated to finish his patch work and head back to Neo Haven. Colonel Storm would want to chat with Cad but with Michael's backing the kid would get in no problem. "So is that our new member?" Came Vega's voice over the radio.

"Yep. Once he quits the Blue Guards." Michael answered. Something distracted him from the repairs. A Lightning Saix was escorting a Gustav that was towing in a Zoid. "Ouch that thing got worked over."

"I've never seen a zoid like that before." This time it was Curtins who spoke.

"Neither have I. Wonder what type it is." Michael scratched his head, trying to think.

"Back to work Lieutenant." Vega got his commander back on track. He to was curious but the had to move out soon and couldn't waste time with questions."

[Miss. Bear™]

She waved bye as she jumped out the zoid, she looked at her zoid Elto as she estimates the damage to her zoid. she sighed as the light wind blew in her face along with some small debres. "AGH..! how rusty am I getting? "Do I really suck that bad?" She sighed as elto replied with a hiss type sound, she looked over to Elto who was seemingly angerd.

"Oh...no it's not you your awesome buddy." She laughed a little as Elto was elevated down. *Sigh* "so what to do buddy?" She sighed "Guess we have to go get cha patched up hmm?" Elto replied with a chirping noise, she replied. Remember dude I don't speak in chirps I speak "ENGLISH" not zoid." Elto didn't really reply. "Ok ok I get it...man I don't even think ima do this line of work anymore..once I get back on my feet im going to settle down, buy a house on a beach forest like place, and maybe even have a kid that grows up to be a like...eco friendly hippie who wears sandles... or something and become a doctor.." Elto just gave her a blank look. "Uh..forget that last part.." after her little chat with Elto she walked around alittle.

[Ketsora]

Noticing that Cad was engaged with the Black Knight, Elle's eyes narrowed. What sort of business does he have with that lowlife human merc? she asked herself, returning to Sirex. She then sighed, as the answer came clearly into her mind via her zoid, The lucrative sort of business, Elle. You understand that. Cadmus is a mercenary, too, and they need to make money just as you do. She remained silent as the two of them went through town down the main street, stopping in one of the open garages at the shop. Looking to her left, she found a Lightning Saix which was a bit of a rare sight for her. Last she saw one was while she was picking one over for salvage, which is why Sirex had a Lightning Saix's Booster attached to him at the moment. It made her feel inexplicably guilty, but she shook the thought out of her head. Elle looked around curiously to see its pilot, but she assumed he was still in the cockpit, or already at the shop's counter.

She suddenly considered the great pay she'd be expecting when she got home from the delivery, and decided to get a little greedy. Sirex could use an upgrade to his radar and he did have a pretty unsightly dent on his left flank from a scuffle a few weeks back. Elle grinned as she turned back to the shop and went to the counter, ready to haggle on prices for an upgrade. She noticed a man standing in the corner, wearing sort of casual attire, but with a knowing glint in his eyes. He seemed like a guy who'd seen a lot of Zi and maybe a person or two too many. He's probably the pilot of that Lightning Saix, she thought. Handing over the rest of the money for the upgrade, she walked past the man, surveying him with her golden eyes. She then quickly looked away, returning to Sirex so that she could work on him in peace. Elle severely hoped the stranger pulled out of the garage quickly. She wasn't sure if she could bear meeting someone else new today. It was still a topic that made her jumpy.

[Zantetsuken]

Cyrus enjoyed the feeling of repairing his Zoid. Something about the manner in which he spent time bonding with it was calming to the mercenary. He twirled the screwdriver gently until he felt a little resistance, giving it another half turn of full power so it was tight and sighed lazily as he leaned back in his chair flicking the now repaired screen. He wiggled his seat, finding it nice that it didn’t wiggle or move at all.

“There we go,” he muttered relaxing turning to gaze at the odd looking Zoid next to his in the shop. Upon the back of the Shadow Fox was the golden eyed girl who had spotted his Saix and him while he waited for a go with the mech’s tools. She had eyed his Zoid with a sense of fondness that he couldn’t place right, but dismissed as the Zoid was rarer than the more favorable Rev Raptors and Command Wolves. What he looked at was like a cross between the Saix and the Wolf models, but more…nimble he supposed the word was.

He jumped out of the cockpit onto the back of his Zoid, approaching the rear panel and beginning to open the plating for his Ghost Imaging Jammer. He whipped the small data slate out of his pocket as well as the disk and spread them between his fingers, using a pair of tweezers to remove the current ones. In seconds he patched both the new upgrades in and pulled out a small tablet and began to run a diagnostics test upon the Saix’s core and the compatibility of its new upgrades. With a soft purr like noise the Zoid’s body shook left and right as it stretched, doing a full range check on all servos. With a green light Cyrus turned the machine off and patted the back of his Zoid.

With a sigh he crumbled back into the cockpit and kicked his feet up as large mechanical arms began to slowly rotate down from the ceiling and begin removing panels near the leg joints. With a shake the panels were freed and held in place as worker teams began to refuel the thrusters and weld the bullet holes and buff out the dents and dings.

“Cyrus Sigma!” a voice called up to him with a hint of mischief and joviality. A groan escaped his lips followed by a wordless curse as he shot up and leaned over to see the brown haired employer who hired him for his last mission. She wore a long one piece jumpsuit stained with grease and oil from working on her Zoid no doubt, but she cut the zipper line low just under her amble breasts and leaned heavily on one leg as she lifted her arms to cross just under her exposed cleavage.

“Ginger,” Cyrus said forcing excitement into his words. It wasn’t very successful. “What a small town. You picked my refit shop out of the five in city because…”

“I’m not a coy woman,” Ginger said moving to climb up the Zoid. The Saix lifted up its leg and began to stretch it making Cyrus grin as his hand moved the control around. The Zoid purred a bit as Ginger put on a pouty, but determined face. “You know damn well what I am here for, and I’m much like you I am stubborn as a mule.”

“You’re uh, not getting my point, Ginger,” Cyrus said looking around awkwardly for something to save him. “You see I uh…” He looked over to the golden eyed girl and felt the Saix purr again as he observed her Zoid before nodding once in agreement. “I sold my services to her over there,” he lied.

“You,” Ginger whispered turning to look at her. “You sold your services to her? But…I had another mission I wanted to discuss over dinner. Cyrus,” Ginger said in a pleading fashion. “Aside from the obvious crush I have on you, I also trust only you! Where am I going to find a Zoid Pilot like you?”

“I’m sure there’s another merc who would be willing to take the job for half the pay you insist on paying me,” Cyrus said. “This is a good one. Can’t pass it up. You can call me for work later though!” he added quickly as he looked at Ginger eyeing the woman atop the fox looking Zoid. She was hurt, that was for sure, but she turned back to the man she lusted for and gave a greedy grin.

“Alright, Cyrus,” she said petting the Saix as it lowered the paw. “But you will be mine one day, you got it? Even if I have to freeze your Zoid and drag you unconscious to my home.” She winked to, lifting her hand in the universal symbol of a gun and let off an invisible round to the mercenary as she turned.

“You know…” Cyrus whispered falling back into his chair. “That’s probably why you’re so lonely.” He lifted himself up to look over to the Fox Zoid and waved to the woman and made an apologetic gesture as his hands rested behind his head. “I uh…am sure you heard all that…” he muttered to her loudly, looking side to side to make sure Ginger wasn’t around. “And I uh…usually don’t ask this, but I’m sorta in need of your employment. I’ll work for cheap too! I just sorta need to vanish and quick…”

The pilot jumped out of his Zoid and began to approach the woman on a catwalk as he motioned to her Zoid. “Quite the unique beast there, never seen a small one like that,” he whistled in a low key as he looked to her Radar. “That’s a fine model you got there for tracking! Hey did you know you can amplify the distance one-point-five times if you tweak a few of the codes and let it run a direct line to your power unit? I got one myself,” he said stopping a respectful distance from her and the Zoid. “Name’s Cyrus, by the way,” he said sticking his hand out.

[TheDoctor]

As Cad emerged from the zoid core in a ball of light, a wave of exhaustion swept over him. Healing with Rigon was no easy process, he couldn't deny that. As he sat down on the Liger's back with his legs hanging over the edge, breathing deeply, he noted the Gustav pass by that was towing a strange zoid that Cad had never seen before. There was also a Lightning Saix that was guarding the transporter.

Huh. Interesting people that you see out here.

Leaning over and grabbing his tools and sweaty shirt, he leaned back over to the other side and threw them into the open cockpit. As the metal plates over the cockpit slid closed, Cad pushed himself off of his sitting position on the zoid's back, landing on both feet with a grunt. He wanted to get a shower before they left, and he still had yet to tell Elle about his decision. Making his way to the garage, he felt the light wind tickle the skin on his chest, which still had a layer of sweat. It was extremely comfortable, for it allowed his body to cool down.

The garage had a set of locker rooms next door for zoid pilots and engineers, which was very convenient for Cad. On his way over, he spotted Elle with her Shadow Fox. He also spotted the Lightning Saix from before, and the pilot of it was speaking to a lass in a jumpsuit. She wore it in a rather revealing way, exposing a slightly uncomfortable amount of her noticeable bust. Cad turned slightly red as he saw her, and he scowled as his thoughts betrayed him. Get a hold of yourself, you fool.

As she spoke to him, Cad heard him mention that his services belonged to Elle, and the woman looked slightly deflated. Wait, what? I thought that Elle just got here. Is he really working for her? Cad leaned against a wall and crossed his bare arms with a confused look on his face, waiting for the scene to play out. Eventually, the woman left the pilot, the brown-haired man called over to Elle, asking to be employed under her. Ah, the great escape. Cad chuckled as he began to walk towards Elle.

The pilot reached her first, discussing something with her. He stuck out his hand, introducing himself, although Cad didn't here the name. As Cad approached, he spoke to Elle.

"Hey, I'm gonna hit the showers real quick." he looked down at his glistening chest. "As you can tell, I need it." Laughing nervously, he continued. "So I talked to Michael...yeah, the Black Knight...and he isn't as bad as my first impression told me. He told me that he could introduce me to Colonel Storm, which could get me-" He cut off, noticing that his excitement was beginning to get the best of him in the conversation, for Elle probably had no idea who Colonel Storm was. "Colonel Storm is a...he's the leader of the Paladins, that merc group I was telling you about before?" Cad shook his head. "Anyway, Michael may be able to get me a position in the Paladins, and he is headed out to Neo Haven. He told me that I could tag along if I wanted the position, so I figure I may as well. Care to come along? We will be leaving after everyone is finished with repairs." He smiled and shrugged, then noticed that he completely forgot about the brown-haired pilot.

"Oh, sorry about that!" he turned to the pilot, scratching the back of his head. "I interrupted you, my bad! I'm Cadmus, by the way." He reached over and shook the man's still outstretched hand, which was meant for Elle. "Nice Saix varient, by the way. I noticed that it has lighter armor than the classic model. That must give it an increase in mobility, right?" Cad backed off a bit, noticing that he was bombarding the man with his talking. "Sorry, what is your name again?"

The man nodded, giving Cad a confused look. "I'm Cyrus."

"Right, nice to meet you!" He turned away, jogging backwards towards the showers. He shouted over at Elle. "When I'm done, let me know where you will be going, alright?" With that, he turned 180 degrees to jog face-forward towards the showers.

[Ketsora]

Sitting atop Sirex, Elle was hoping that the brown haired pilot of the Lightning Saix would finish up soon. She would need to heal with him only for a short while, but Elle knew that genezoids were sometimes not all that accepted by human pilots, and she wanted to avoid any conflict for the remainder of her time in Dust Town. She looked around a bit, and a woman in a stained jumpsuit caught her eye. While Elle didn't have the best line of sight from atop her zoid, she did see the woman stop in front of the Lightning Saix and bend over with her arms crossed tightly below her chest. The redhead rolled her eyes, listening to what she could catch of the newcomer's flirtatious banter.

“I sold my services to her over there."

Elle blinked a few times, but then it suddenly clicked in her mind,?He's a merc, just like Cad, turning down her job... okay. I can see why, the woman's idea of doing business is laughable, but couldn't he just say no? She sat cross-legged, almost vanishing into her coat as she placed her chin thoughtfully on the palm of her hand. The whole exchange was almost humorous, and Elle played along by nodding at the mention of buying the stranger's services. Her curiosity was finally satisfied when the woman, Ginger, mentioned that she would do anything, even kidnap the poor guy, to get him in her grasp. Elle chuckled, but was truly unsure if the pitchy woman was being at all truthful about the matter.

However, before Ginger even left, Elle also noticed a shirtless Cadmus enter the shop. She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and observed, He must have been working pretty hard, as he looks a bit shiny with sweat. She was burning to ask him about why he was... cavorting with that Black Knight character, and to ask him when he'd be ready to escort her back to Neo Haven. Her patience was wearing thin for this place.

Her attention returned to the pilot of the Lightning Saix as he apologized for using her as an escape route. She was about to accept, but what he said next caught her off-guard, “And I uh…usually don’t ask this, but I’m sorta in need of your employment. I’ll work for cheap too! I just sorta need to vanish and quick…” She had just returned to a standing position, and nearly slipped off of Sirex's back. Hiring, huh? Elle did have a major package to deliver when she got back home and even the new lazer she put on Sirex looked lackluster compared to those Rev Raptors from before. Maybe this guy could help take care of the parcel? It seemed reasonable. Tons of thugs hung by that part of town, so she'd feel better about paying him if he cut a few of them down. Looking over, the man had begun approaching on the catwalk.

He complimented her Shadow Fox and her radar upgrade in rapid succession, adding something about how to install it for optimum performance. She smiled kindly, acknowledging that she didn't pay him her full mind, then gingerly took his hand to shake. "Cyrus? My name is Elle. It's a pleasure. About employment, I can't offer much in the way of payment, but quite a bit in the way of distance. I'm headed to Neo Haven with a..." Friend? Partner? Dity, money-loving merc? "Companion. You can travel with us, and a parcel must be delivered from there. It's a place loaded with punks in suped up Command Wolves," she settled. It was the best she had to offer.

Letting go of Cyrus's hand after she realized the shake had lasted much too long, thanks to her absent-mindedness, Elle saw Cad run up to them, still sweaty and shirtless. Her eyes narrowed a bit at his interruption, but as Cadmus went on about this Paladin leader and the not-so-insidious Black Knight, she cracked a smile. He was incredibly excited, and she couldn't stay mad at him while he showed such enthusiasm. "I was headed home to Neo Haven anyway, so my other merc will be joining us. I'm glad to hear about the possible position with the Paladins." Her golden eyes darted from Cad to Cyrus, as she didn't know which to speak to next. Cadmus introduced himself and apologized to Cyrus, then headed off to shower. Elle smiled at Cyrus, "Do you accept my job? If not, I'll call Ginger back."

She then bowed her head, "I need to repair Sirex, but I will meet you and Cad at the town center if you wish to get out of this garage in a hurry."

[Zantetsuken]

Cyrus sighed with relief when Elle offered him the job. A soft grin covered his features as he rubbed the back of his head and gave out a nervous laugh. “I don’t think we’ll need to be calling Ginger back,” Cyrus laughed. “I already told you I don’t mind cheap labor on this run. New Haven sounds like a decent enough place to scrounge up new work anyway.” He lifted his hand back to mouth and wiped it before turning back to his Lightening Saix.

“I’ll let you finish up repairs, and then I’ll head to the meeting point. Thanks again, Elle, I appreciate you saving my butt. I just don’t know how to tell Ginger to back off. She’s sorta stubborn.” Cyrus let his mind chastise him for speaking a bit too much about Ginger, and with a wave he walked back to his Zoid.

She really is a sweet girl, Cyrus thought grimly, his jaw set as he looked to the panels being placed back upon the leg of his Lightening Saix. She’s given you consistent work, she’s attractive, and she’s done nothing wrong save to crush on you. With instinct the pilot grabbed the gear around his neck, lifting the locket up and pushing on the tiny clip that opened it. With a pop the gear split into two pieces, and Cyrus opened it up to look at the green haired beauty in the picture, smiling up at him with a wink of mischief.

It had been nearly six years since that ambitious fool hardy mission he insisted his hometown perform. Six years since he led a fleet of Rev Raptors and Command Wolves out to their doom against the Shady Snakes band of ruffians. Six years since they were each blasted apart by a hot shot merc in a Gun Sniper, cockpits obliterated in single shots; command frozen Zoids jumped upon by the enemy like vultures at a meal. Six years since he hid in a canyon with her. Six long, horrible years since she was shot by the same bastard who killed his friends. Six years since Cyrus Sigma said the words I love you to anyone.

He let his fist clench tightly against the cat walk railing, his skin chaffing against the cold steel as he looked to the last remains of his wife’s memory. The Lightening Saix, her Zoid, was all Cyrus had left. Sure, Ginger was a cute girl, and perhaps a greater woman. Perhaps she could heal old wounds, and he could find happiness. But Cyrus jumped into the cockpit and activated the controls, he heard the rumbling spirit of his Zoid behind him, the Lightening Saix letting out a soft purr of pleasure as it began to lurch forwards. His chair vibrated far less than before, and he looked towards the street seeing Ginger enter her Gustav and set it out no doubt to find more work.
“No,” Cyrus said to himself as he petted the Saix. “She doesn’t need a fool like me to waste her hopes and dreams on.” Cyrus sighed as the Saix growled at his temperament. “What can I say pal,” Cyrus did a dry humorless chuckle. “I already took the dreams away from one girl…”

The Saix paced towards the meeting destination, and he could feel its eagerness to move on. “Okay,” Cyrus said taking in a deep breath and letting it out. “You’re right, time to stop acting like a wet mop and smarten up. Got some Paladin’s or Black Knight’s or…something…to look good in front of.”

The Saix gave a roar of approval as they waited for Cad and Elle.

[TheDoctor]

After stripping down, Cad jumped into the steaming water and quickly scrubbed himself clean, cleaning his hair as well. Only taking a few minutes, he shut off the water and grabbed a towel, eager to start heading for Neo Haven. Once he had dried, he pulled on his clothes, then smacked his forehead as he remembered that he forgot to bring a new shirt. Not again...

After his shoes were on, he quickly left the locker rooms, passing by Cyrus and Elle and giving them a thumbs-up. The sun was starting to set as he made his way to the Murusame, which was next to Michael's Red Horn. He saw small flashes coming from the top of the Red Horn, noting that Michael was probably still working on his zoid. He ran up to it and shouted to him to let him know that Elle was coming along.

"Hey Michael! There is one more person-" he stopped, considering Cyrus. Is he going with us? Shrugging, he continued. "Scratch that, possibly TWO more people coming with us to Neo Haven." He looked back at the sunset. "Looks like we are gonna have to travel through the night. Meet us at the garage when you and... the other two are all ready to go!" Cad didn't remember Michael mentioning their names, and if he had then Cad had already forgotten them. With that, he ran towards the Liger and jumped in the cockpit. Picking up another crimson shirt from a pile of clothes that consisted of his wardrobe, he also slipped on his white jacket and closed the cockpit.

So who is coming with us again, Cad?

Michael and his gang, Elle, and possibly a man named Cyrus. He was the owner of the Lightning Saix.

Hmm. Imagine that.

The Liger stood up from its position on the ground, stretched, and began to walk towards the garage where Elle and Cyrus were before.

[Ushima]

"Hey Michael! There is one more person- Scratch that, possibly TWO more people coming with us to Neo Haven. Looks like we are gonna have to travel through the night. Meet us at the garage when you and... the other two are all ready to go!"

"Cheers!" Michael called out in answer to Cad. He didn't mind the extra company. The more guns they had the better he reasoned. And he also made note to introduce Cad to Curtis and Vega, offically. "Ok patch job is done." Michael moved to the cockpit of his Red Horn. "Gotta check basic systems." Running a quick scan he found everything was alright. "As if there wouldn't be." Chuckling he hopped out of his zoid. "Curtis, Vega, I'mma hit the showers real quick. I'm not making the trio to Neo Haven stinking."

"Good call there mate." Vega said.

Michael went further into town, passing shops and other establishments. Some were closing, others, the bars, starting to open. Though he had to stop, something had caught his eye. It was the wrecked zoid from earlier. "Wow seeing the damage this close it's amazing it's this intact." Michael looked around, trying to find the pilot. "Hello? Anyone here?"

[Miss. Bear™]

"Meh?" Vallisnia looked around as she poped her head from the said of eltos leg. She standed a rough 6ft 1! "Oh...are you looking for me?" She looked around too make sure a bunch of policeman weren't going to jump out of the bushs or something, nope just rough sandy air and tumble weeds. She sighed in a sort relived way as she released her hair and let it fly to the side in a sort of sort of super model way.


She replied nibily, "Well I can't really guess if your looking for me or someone else but I can help you with derections.

[Ushima]

"No I don't need driections." Michael reached out and touched his hand to the zoid. "I saw this getting towed in earlier and was overcome with curiosity. I mean this zoid is unique. Haven't seen anything like it before. And trust me I've seen a lot of zoids." Being part of the military he came across all types of zoids and weapons. "Is it a new type? Or, could it be old?" Maybe that was it, it was an old zoid that had been forgotten. It's type tossed aside as newer models were created. But if it was a new type, what secrets did it hold. The zoid's origin wasn't Michael's only question. "How'd this much damage get done to it? Wild Zoids? Or something else?" It was then that Michael turned to get a better look at the pilot. Long raven dark hair, yellow eyes. She was strapped with a dagger. She was a beauty, he'd give her that. And deadly, he doubted she carried that blade for nothing. Just like he didn't carry a combat knife and gun cause they looked cool, he carried them cause he actually used them. Quite successfully to. Tearing his eyes from the vision in front of him he looked back to the zoid. "Do you even have the supplies here to fix it? This town is rather....lacking."

[Miss. Bear™]

"Eh lacking...?" She gave a slightly agitated look than faced palmed herself sighing, she replied in a annoyed tone. "Aww crap...i left my tool kit at home and with elto all janky I might get killed or kidnaped by rev raptots or something..Well they better be ready because belive me when I say it, I have done some crazy crap without my zoid." She sighed again just before patting eltos cold metal. "Well he's an older model you see but he's rare, only a few made." "He was abandoned..and well I found him..." She stayed silent and didn't comment any further till she looked at him for a second kinda like a cat in a pet store, "You know what? Your hot..yep I said it I speak my mind.. just forget what I just said." But when she said it she didn't say it in a flirtatious manner or amorous way, more likely in a down to earth way like telling a speech. She brethed in than out. "Hmm..i want some tacos..."

[Ushima]

Michael just chuckled. "Thanks." This girl was a hyper one, not that he minded. A little crazy was good every now and then. His attention was on the zoid. "So it's rare. You're very lucky to have it. And it's lucky to have you as a pilot." He complimented the girl, nothing wrong with being nice. "Might I make a suggestion? Get him out of command freeze so he can move then take him to a bigger city to get him fixed properly. They should have the parts you need." Running a hand through his hair he faced the girl again. "I never caught your name. Mine's Michael Knight." He extended his hand for a hand shake.

[Miss. Bear™]

"Command wat? Oh yea I forgot about that...." She looked like a lightning bolt hit her in the face and left a mark that said dumbstruck. "Uhh.................I kinda ...lost my manual.." she punched her fist into the nearby wall, she quickly shrugged it off and looked back at the mercenary. "Im Vallisnia." She shook the piolets hand with rather strength looking around. "No but really im not kidding about the tacos.." Her face was less than amused at the fact she will have to go to the next city just to get her zoid fixed.

[Ushima]

"Vallisnia. Pretty name. It suits you." If Vega was here the older man would without a doubt call him 'lady killer' again. He didn't even notice that came off flirtatious in the slightest. Michael just thought he was being nice. "And if you're looking for tacos I passed a stand over that way." Michael pointed down the street he had just come up. Glancing back at the zoid a thought came to his head. "Hey I know this might be a bit forward but perhaps I can help get your zoid out of Command Freeze. I know a bit about messing with a zoid's software and I can probably get it working in twenty minutes."

[Ketsora]

After Cyrus departed, Elle began the slow healing process. It didn't take all that long, since her zoid wasn't too badly damaged, and she didn't want to run the risk of being exhausted while travelling in the increasingly large caravan that Cad had recruited. It's myself, Cyrus, the Black Knight and his companions, and Cadmus. I trust Cyrus to be smarter than to bite the hand that feeds, and Cad's decent, but I need to be on my toes around those Paladins, she reasoned, moving with Sirex out of the garage after what seemed like forever. Just as they stepped outside, Elle noticed Cadmus's Liger approaching. Are we ready to go, then? the Shadow Fox hummed. Elle flipped on the intercom to talk with Cad.

"Cyrus is already at the gate. You want to follow me there?" she asked, "Or were you looking for the Black Knight?" She didn't want to get in the way of his plans for promotion, but she thought it would be best to leave as soon as possible, as night was about to fall. The cover of darkness would probably help their large group slip by without too much harm, but it was also best to leave while there was just enough light to get and keep their bearings.

[Ushima]

The girl walked off, he assumed to get tacos. "Right then." Easily he hopped in the cockpit and started working. His fingers worked over the command console. He was trying to find the error. "Come on, come on." Lines of code were scrolling up the screen, his eyes reading over each one quickly. "There it is." His hand went to the controls and he got the zoid moving. "Yes! Victory is mine!" Hopping out he met Vallisnia. "Yo."

"You get it working or not?" Her arms were crossed and looking at him.

"Yep." Michael patted the leg. "It's all set. It will make the trip to Neo and you can fix her up good as new there. So meet me in the center of town and we'll go." With that Michael left to go finish what he had originally started. He found the showers and quickly went about his business. Now devoid of the stink of sweat and hardwork he made the walk back to his zoid.

"Well you were gone awhile." Vega said.

"Got a bit distracted." Thew older man rolled his eyes at him. Michael just flipped him off. Grabbing his shirts and jackets he removed the knife from the arm and attached it to his belt. Then he climbed up into his Red Horn, tossing his clothes in the back. "Everybody ready?" Receiving affirmatives from both of them they moved to the town center where he met up with Cad. "Hm, seems I'm not the only one who invited someone else." Michael said, eyeing the Lightning Saix and Shadow Fox. Vallisnia joined them on the right. Michael opened a comm channel to Cad. "Hey we're ready to go here."

[TheDoctor]

As Cad walked towards the garage in the Liger, he saw the Shadow Fox belonging to Elle walk out. Although he was tempted to reach out and touch the zoid with his mind, committing such an action was always seen as impolite amongst genezoids. A genezoid should never intrude on another zoid's mind. That's how it is and always will be.

He heard her on the intercom. "Cyrus is already at the gate. You want to follow me there? or were you looking for the Black Knight?"

"Nah, I was just looking for you! I think that we are all set." The zoids walked next to each other, the structure of the Murasame Liger towering a bit over the Shadow Fox. Near the gates, the outline of the Lightning Saix loomed against the night. As they reached it, Cad turned the Liger and saw Michael and his crew in their zoids with the strange skeletal zoid walking with them. As Michael approached, Cad nodded towards them and spoke through the intercom.

"Who is that in the other zoid? And I also never got the names of your friends."

[Miss. Bear™]

All you could hear from the inside the zoid was snoring till she opened her reddish eyes and replied sluggishly, "I am the winner! Oh I must have fell asleep...meh.." She looked around were she was and saw other zoids. "Well hello other people I don't know..." She waved out her window, "im going back to sle..." Her head thumped on the control panels of her zoid, as you can see she was slightly...drunk...and or wasted. Bipoler meds+Tacos+Stress+beer,(tacos was not the only thing she got) and sleep desertion equals knocked out.

[Ushima]

"That's Vallisnia. Her zoid was damaged and I got it going." Michael said. "She's going to Neo Haven to get repairs."

"Of course you would help out a woman." Michael growled. "What?"

"The owner of that voice would be Vega Falken, in the Snipe Master. Expert marksman." He hit a few buttons on the console, bringing up his map. Michael wanted to know the distance they had remaining. "The one in the Bear Figher is Curtis Miller. He's the youngest pilot we have in the Paladins. Guys, meet Cad."

"Nice to meet you." Vega greeted.

"Yo." Came Curtis, a bit more informal.

"We should be at Neo Haven in a couple hours." Michael minimized his map. "So who are the other two?"

[TheDoctor]

Cad raised his eyebrow at the girl, whos name was apparently Valissnia. "Huh..." As Michael introduced him to the other two mercs, Cad nodded towards their zoids, even though they couldn't see him from within his zoid. He tried to bring up a holographic map, but it was covered with static. Punching the source, he cursed as Michael continued to talk.

"The one in the Shadow Fox would be Elle, and the one in the Lightning Saix would be...uhh..." he snapped his fingers, staring as he tried to remember the pilot's name. "Cyrus! His name is Cyrus. By the way, could you send me the coordinates? My map is fuzzy." As Michael did so, Cad glanced over towards the direction they were headed and noted the lack of light. "Looks like we will be traveling through the night. Better get started!" Turning the Liger, he began the steady run towards Neo Haven, setting the Liger on autopilot after the coordinates were loaded.

[Zantetsuken]

“That Cyrus,” Ginger whispered under her breath in a rush of anger. “Don’t he know that girl’s like me are unique and rarer than Red Blade Liger?” She felt her boots crunch the dirt under her as she stomped across the small port of Dust Town. She had been here numerous times in the past, mostly with her father back when he was alive and she knew her way quickly around the rather large groups of crowds and Zoid pilots.

“You don’t enter a girl’s life, change her from the path of vengeance, and then expect not to make such a profound impact on her heart.” With a grunt of anger she kicked a tiny pebble and watched it launch in the air towards the wall she aimed for. Yet the wall lifted up and moved as the body of an Iron Kong moved outwards. The tiny tremors the ground made were easily accounted for, Ginger not breaking stride as she looked down to the earth and kept walking. “I just have no luck with men who have my heart…” she muttered.

She had met Cyrus about six years back when she was searching for the man who killed her father. He was alone in a bar, drinking as he fondled some locket of his dead wife. The room was filled to the brim with patrons and many of them looked less reputable than she was prepared to handle after a long day of work. He looked to her, kicked his feet off the chair he was taking up, and moved it respectfully back and leaned his further away. She smiled, grabbed her drink, and the two left themselves to soak in their misery.

Cyrus had known, he had said, that she was troubled. The way she tilts her drink and swigs instead of enjoys. The way her eyes dart to the bottom of the glass in fear it’d be empty, and the way she grabbed it furiously and chugged when something particular crossed her mind. She was dumbfounded to have been read so easily, as she figured such a thing could open her up to weakness on the field. Cyrus talked to her about her troubles, and she talked to him. Of course neither had the courage to admit what truly was the root of their pain and spoke in generalizations. ‘Oh, my dad was murdered,’ she had said as if this happened to people all the time. ‘Wife was killed in front of my eyes,’ Cyrus replied with just as much morbid sarcasm. They laughed, talked, and eventually Cyrus talked her out of her path.

It wasn’t even like he was trying to. It just happened. She realized through his eyes that she was throwing her life away. After much soul searching she discovered that in no way shape or form did her father want this life for her. She was content again in life, happy. She had Cyrus to thank, and she fell for him.

“But now that idiot won’t give me the time of day! And what did goldie eyes have that I didn’t?” she looked down to her modest breasts, lifting them and lowering them as they jiggled in a show that made many, many stare. Her one true fault she had admitted to was that she was rather absent minded when not in a Zoid.

“Well hey there, babe,” a group of men said off to the side by a bench. They had three Command Wolves hovering over them, each one painted cobalt blue with a red, yellow, and green cockpit glass. “Why don’t you do that again, and we pay you a nice fee. Come back with us and we’ll make it worth your time…” they laughed as the leader (who had obnoxious green hair) began to whip out a wad of cash and fan it out for her like she was a common street worker.

“You three couldn’t possibly make anything worth my time,” Ginger replied with venom as she felt her heart rate excel. “Hell your pups couldn’t even give me a go with my time.”

“You referring to our Command Wolves, hunny?” the leader asked as he stated advancing. “You have the balls to say that when you drive a…Gustav?” he looked to his comrades to confirm his words.

“Yeah, I do pilot a Gustav,” she replied zipping her breasts up. She had to make sure she understood them, and thus answered them as honestly as she could. She also completely missed their meaning.

“How about a friendly bet,” the leader teased. “We’ll give you a little money worth your time if we get you in a loss with it.” Ginger cocked her head to the side.

“If I understand this right, I beat you three in a battle, I get a nice sum of money,” she said, cocking her head to the side and thinking. A light bulb went off in her head. “How about we’ll say enough for me to get Neo Haven!” The thought how that would ease her mind in following Cyrus.

“Uh, sure, why the hell not,” the leader said, a bit confused.

“And if I lose, I give you guys a good time on my dime? Cause I know a club you’ll all like.”

“I meant you, sugar, but that won’t be half a bad idea either.” Ginger looked to him, narrowed her eyes, and then looked to the Wolves that menacingly looked back to her. With a smile she nodded and offered her hand. The leader shook it and winked to her.

“Deal then,” Ginger clapped happily. “My Lanstag versus your three pups, should be easy pickings.” The leader’s eyes widened as he sneered in confusion.

“I thought you said you piloted a Gustav?” Ginger looked back to him and nodded.

“Yeah, I do. I also pilot a Lanstag. You never told me I’d fight in a Gustav!” she laughed as she made her way to her Zoid. “Fight in a Gustav….how silly.”

~~~~
Cyrus watched as the last of the group arrived, noticing that the party that he was travelling with would be rather easy on him and his ammunition store with so many Zoids around. He was also marching with rather big named players with the talks of the Paladins and the Black Knights. Both groups had tempting recruitment offers, and he wasn’t to say he hadn’t thought about joining a legit group once or twice, but something about freedom of choice made him rather enjoy his life. The Lightening Saix stepped next to the Shadow Fox and the two beasts rumbled in close proximity. Cyrus merely petted his Zoid to calm itself as he opened an open Vox network to Cad and Elle. There was a blip of white that flashed across his Zoid’s tempered glass cockpit, illuminating his features in the fading light. He purposely didn’t leave the channel secure in case the others wanted to hear.

He focused on the golden eyed beauty and nodded to her, tilting his head in Cad’s direction respectfully. “I am not a member of any guild, organization, or company. So I would really feel comfortable if you, Elle, just referred to me when you need me to do something. Consider me your employee until that debt I owe you is repaid.”

He looked to Cad now, smiling lightly. “You and your interesting Liger variant are alright in my book, but I’d appreciate it if you deferred anything you want me to do with Elle first. The more distance I can put between any organized Mercenary groups the better. You know how it is,” Cad gave him a friendly nod as Cyrus spoke to him. “I feel it fair I tell you guys upfront what this Saix can do. It’s important we all know our strengths so we can make sure we’re not wasting our resources.”

His vision turned to the gate as the Lightening Saix began to march forwards, followed shortly by the Liger, then the Shadow Fox, then the Red Horn and his band of merry followers. Cyrus was also taken aback to see Elto and his rather eccentric pilot joining them, but it looked like it was still in need of repairs. The group of Zoids was a rather imposing sight to behold, and Cyrus felt like a king amongst equals. Well…except that Liger…and Red Horn…and Shadow Fox…and…with a gulp he kept talking.

“I have a unique model of Saix, it’s meant for Agility and precise work, not speed. Don’t get me wrong, this baby still will smoke anything that doesn’t have a boost system, but don’t expect me to go breaking the speed of sound with any goods,” Cyrus laughed as he looked to the Shadow Fox that moved its head off to the side as if in guilt of something. “Also, as you can tell, these weapons can back about as much punch as a drunk. I may get a lucky shot, but really, I don’t have the ability to stand up to the heavy hitters. I just don’t have the weapons. I do however, have the agility I mentioned earlier. I can run circles around the heavier Zoids. I also can scout pretty well with this radar system.”

“Perhaps this is a bit much on the information front,” Cad said, but in a polite manner. Cyrus shrugged.

“I don’t like secrets. It’s a good policy I found to be upfront,” he replied nodding to him. Perhaps it was unwise to speak so candidly about those things. He shrugged again as his nerves twitched. He admitted that being in such a large group of people made him uncomfortable.

“Right then! Let’s go!” Cyrus said as he punched his Zoid forwards.

~~~
“Please! I knew you three would try this stunt! Command Wolves in packs? Always fight like a bunch of pups!” Ginger snarled as the Lanstag twisted on the spot lowering its antlers. One of the Command Wolves came to a skidding halt, weapons blazing as round after round bounced off the shield that formed around the Lanstag. The purple bubble vanished as the Antlers of the Lanstagg lowered, than raised, bucking the Command wolf in the face and knocking it aside like a child’s toy.

Ginger, hit the stop and kicked the rear legs up, both hooves of her Zoid impacting the Command Wolf with the red cockpit, its face impacting to look like a wreck as it collapsed its side, lightening arcing around its wounds. Ginger turned to the green cockpit of the final wolf. She dragged one hoof in the ground, ready to charge. The lance on her shoulder grew hot and when it was nearing optimum temperature she charged. The wolf tried to juke her, but she was able to match him jump for jump, leap for leap, bound for bound, and in seconds her lance went down into the spine of the wolf crippling it in seconds as it bounced and rolled to a dead halt.

“And that boys, was a complete waste of my time,” Ginger said over the general channel. “Pay me, and I’ll be on my way. Don’t, and you’ll have three Zoids for scrap.” She looked to her account as the numbers in it rose up, a bit more than she expected from them. “Well now, that was mighty charitable of you.”

“Incentive for a rematch,” the leader groaned. The Lanstag trotted off not bothering to answer them.

Cyrus Sigma, here I come, she mused plotting a course for Neo Haven.

[Miss. Bear™]

After a short while vallisnia woke up from her short nap, her yellow eyes opening as she looked around. "Ugh... Really I need to get more sleep." She looked at her control panel that was now glowing green, suggesting that her zoid Elto was in auto piolet mode. She flipped a few switchs the brighten the light in her zoid so she could get a better look at the other zoids that we're taking off. "Well Elto about time we speed up? I think 20% is a little bit too slow." She said as she poked the meter seeing it was blue for slow. She unengaged elto from auto piolet as she placed her fingers on the control panels and pulled back the speed boosting levers. "Alright elto show them what you got!" Elto took off withen a few seconds but it's speed was slightly affected by the minor damages.

[Ushima]

After several hours the group could see the city in the distance. And while it was night the city was bright with lights. After the was Neo Haven became the Human Alliance's biggest city. It's biggest city, Metropolis, was destroyed in a massive three week long battle which Michael had participated in. It was brutal and after the three weeks both sides called it quits and left, leaving a bombed out, hallow shell of what one remained of the city. Shaking the war flashbacks from his head he started hitting buttons. "Come in Neo Haven command. This is Michael Knight and company. Looking to enter."

"Roger that Knight. Quite a bit more of you than when you left."

"It's a long story." Michael sighed.

"General Ceasar has green lighted you. Enter through hangar twenty three."

"Roger that." Shutting that channel he opened on to all the other zoids. "Alright we got clearance to enter the city. This way." Michael and his crew took point, Cad eagerly following close while the others brought up the rear. As they approached the entrance Michael saw something that always sent chills down his spine. Two Alliance Gojulas Gigas (http://www.zoidspoison.com/images/px-ltd-protogg.jpg). Their large Buster Cannons clearly visible and menacing. Alone one of them could make short work of the group, but two, that'd be a walk in the park. And who knew how many more the Alliance had guarding the perimeter of the city. And that's only what you could see. There were always more surprises out there.

Hangar Twenty Three was completely empty. Michael, his crew and Cad parked their zoids on the right. Elle, Cyrus and Vallisnia across from them on the left side. Michael got out and stretched, joints popping. "That's one thing I envy about you guys." Michael said to Vega. "You don't start to cramp up after hours of piloting."

"True." Vega answered. "It's always comfortable."

The group gathered around Michael's Red Horn. "Alright everyone, welcome to Neo Haven. Word of advice, don't cause a problem and you'll pretty much go unnoticed and be left alone. The Alliance has been jumpy lately. Cad and I have some business to atend to. What is everyone else's plans?"

[TheDoctor]

What...How...Why did this happen...What went wrong?

The night was black as pitch, and the city of Neo Haven, the city of humans, glowed on the horizon. The shade (http://media.photobucket.com/image/recent/Rodrian_2010/Bestiary/1305757528-fantasy-demon-wallpaper.jpg) that drifted towards it, however, was darker than the night, a shade of black that seems inconcievable. It stood out from the infinite bleakness of the dark, reflecting none of the light from the two moons. Its red eyes glowed with an unyielding fury, trailing a crimson glow behind it as the thing moved.

A curious zoid (http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2011/132/c/7/zoid_scolipede__colored__by_bladegunsniper-d3g5hml.png) walked next to it, keeping pace with the shade as it levitated towards the city. It was not a very big zoid, only the approximate size of a Gun Sniper. It seemed...somewhat unsatisfied for reasons unknown to anyone but the shade.

It is only temporary, Siren. A Centipos is a powerful zoid, after all. Not worthy to your power, yet still quite a considerable being. But what has happened here? This is not at all as it was before.

The zoid made repeated clicking noises. Her land has been disturbed. Nay, disturbed is a very weak word to describe this. It has been molested and destroyed. Who is to blame for this crime?

The shade looked towards Neo Haven. I don't know. We must investigate the ones who have committed this unspeakable act, and they will all be punished. Our word is her law, her deliverance, her justice. Now, let us seek our vengeance!

The Centipos let out a rolling shriek, then resumed its clicking at a louder volume as the shade fused with it, much like the way that genezoids fused. Turning away, the Centipos ran away from the glow on the horizon that was Neo Haven, the shade inside already planning for its mysterious revenge.

[Zantetsuken]

“Not too much on my plate, Michael,” Cyrus replied. “Got some work to do with Elle here, and if the young lady so wishes it, I’d like to buy her a dinner and chat before turning in for the night.” He looked to his employer, gave her a soft hearted wink, and smiled as he glanced back at the Saix. Though it was considered off, he could still hear the core inside it rumbling. It was a soft rumbling, like a cat sensing danger. It wasn’t just his Zoid either; it seemed all the Zoids were still rumbling, but it never grew to more than that. A mild grumble.

Cyrus stretched his arms out, popping his neck as he waved goodbye to the others and looked to Elle. “I’ll be outside when you’re ready.” With that said he strolled forwards, his boots making a soft clicking noise as he waltzed out the hanger doors.

Neo Haven was a new kind of place for Cyrus. Not that this was his first visit, but it never failed to surprise the simple mercenary how great a truly blessed life could be. It had always been a joke, a fairy tale neither he nor his dead wife subscribed too, but always a fantasy to one day live in a nice city like this. To have shelter every night, a market with food everyday. They would laugh about the showers they would share, the jobs they would have (Cyrus was head of police, and his wife was mayor’s personal guard) and laugh for hours thinking about it.

Now, looking to Neo Haven, the joke wasn’t as funny. He wished for the things he couldn’t have with his wife now. It was funny how death had a morbid sense of humor to make you realize that the silly things in life were sometimes the desires we were blind too. Shaking his head irritably he opened the locket gear and gazed lovingly at the picture of the green haired beauty, sighing in remorse as he put on a dumb smile.

~*~*~

Ginger had expected something like this to happen. The land was rife with bandits. It was also host to swarms of Wild Zoids. So when she stared down a lone Gustav, its pincers chomping in the air in expectation, she had little fear. Her father had taught her well in the years and she was prepared to face it with no fear.

Not that her Lanstag needed the pep talk.

Her next charge found her lance digging right into the cockpit, pushing the main unit away form her as she pushed her servos to full throttle. The Gustav lifted upwards and she bucked her antlers into it, feeling the weight of the now scrapped Zoid push down on her head. With a ferocious scream of wrath she nudged the thing over, her lance cutting through the metal like a hot butter knife in warm butter. She stomped her hoof in victory, looking to the distance and seeing the sun starting to rise, but more importantly, the gate to Neo Haven.

“Hi, Cyrus,” Ginger said to herself in preparation for seeing Cyrus again as her Lanstag stepped on the no longer functional Gustav. “Fancy seeing you here. Oh? Why is ‘lil ol me in sucha big city needing your strong arms to protect me? Just ya know…Stalking you,” she mumbled realizing exactly what she was doing.

“Oh, you’re still working for Goldie Eyes, well she isn’t so tough. I bet you I could take her. If I win you’re mine, Cyrus Sigma. What? If I lose? Haha…no Cyrus. With you on the line, I. Won’t. Lose…” she muttered darkly.

[XanatosGambit86]

In a dimly lit room of a wine house cellar, a man was tied to a chair bloodied and beaten. Standing over him was a man dressed in black, his hair dark and wild, his eyes cold and grey as winter sky.
"That's all? Are you sure?"
"Yes I swear to god! Now please don't do any more!" the tortured man yelled.

The Dark haired man nodded, and from his coat he pulled out a revolver. He aimed it directly at his head. The tortured man could only look back at him with fearful and whimpering eyes. Wearing his coldest expression, he pulled the trigger.

"Did you find anything Micah?" Vane asked, his arms crossed. Micah walked out of the wine house, his head turning to Vane. He shook his head.
"Not much. All of the men I interrogated so far have only said one thing and one thing only. The Rosenritter are going to make a move over at Neo Haven. Apparently, there is something that's going to happen there. Something big. Something that will allow them to take power.

"Then we have no choice. We'll leave for Neo Haven in an hour." Vane responded, turning to Tiger Brastle who was waiting only a few feet away. Micah was one of the few people Vane had trusted throughout the various wars they fought. In fact, he had traveled with him countless times when Tanya and Vane were still companions. Though oppisite in personality, the pair seemed to compliment each other, with Micah coming up with the battle plan and Vane executing it to near perfection. Micah Goldberg is a famous strategists often searched out by many different military and mercenary groups. Though by no means a master Zoid Pilot he made up for his lack of piloting for his quick wit and skillful planning, and Like Micah he had quite a reputation. Though his rep came to be for an entirely different reason.

"Are you sure about this Vane?" Micah asked his friend "Listen I know the situation his complicated between you and Tanya. All the more reason why you should quit this little crusade. Your head is clouded right now. More so then usual. You won't be at your best when you do battle with the rest of the Rosenritter let alone with Tanya herself."

"The Rosenritter stole away my home. I think it's only fair that I steal away their lives." Vane spat back coldly. Micah Sighed.

"So much for the battle field being your home." Micah muttered. He knew Vane for many years, and despite the blood knight exterior he puts up he does have his more sentimental aspects. Tanya was the one that brought that out. Why Tanya was serving her best friend and student's enemies was a a complete mystery to him though.
"Fine. We'll head to Neo Haven. I have a job offer there anyway from one of the Alliance's top brass. I can get you in as one of my personal bodyguards and enforcers. We'll investigate further there.

"Thank you Micah..."

~~~~~~~~~~~

Vane had to admit Neo Haven was truly a sight to behold. As he guided the Tiger Brastle to the Hanger entrance, He could only do naught but stare in wonder of the whole place.
"Well even the great Vane can be impressed." Micah smirked, as he got off of the Tiger Brastle.

"Slightly." Vane responded in a neutral tone. As the Tiger Brastle was finally settled. The pair were greeted by a group of a soldiers, and a man dressed in a higher ranked uniform.
"Ah! The famous Miracle master of Red River, and what most people are calling the Modern Sday un Tzu. Glad to have you with us Micah Goldberg! My name is General Stahl. Please this way."

[Ketsora]

Elle blinked her eyes a few times, recovering from the overall silent ride back into Neo Haven. Cyrus had been a rather gracious employee so far, and she appreciated the ease which with he could be tolerated, but now he was offering dinner. Once again, Elle found herself thrust into an unknown situation thanks to the Saix's pilot and she couldn't surpress a smirk. She found herself staring after him as he made his way out of the hangar. Sirex, it's a dinner invitation with my employee. Should I change? she asked, meekly. The zoid hummed with amusement, I am no expert in such matters.

She reproached herself for her stupid thought and simply smoothed down her hair that had gotten a bit messed up on the travel. A set of better clothes was much too far away to find, and she didn't want to keep Cyrus waiting.

Sticking her head outside curiously, she noticed the pilot looking at a picture, but of what she couldn't tell. He seemed... remorseful? He was smiling, but the tilt of his head seemed more downcast. Elle decided to wait a moment or two before approaching, "I'm ready now." She hoped she didn't come off as rude, "I don't look all that presentable, but I can lead you in the direction of great food that won't require too much of a change in appearance... if you didn't already have something in mind." Elle smiled and her golden eyes sparkled a bit. Trying to be charming is certainly not my strong suit...

[Zantetsuken]

Cyrus looked to the golden eyed siren and smiled, shutting his locket as he nodded to her offer for a more causal dining spot. In actuality he had no clue where he would take her to eat, or even if he should, but spending that much time riding in the saddle of a Zoid was always cause for him to refuel his own power source by engorging food. He half expected her to say no, politely of course, but to see she was prepared to go right then and there made the Pilot giddy.

He gestured for her to begin leading the way, and with a nod she exited the hanger completely and walked. He stood next to her and the duo waltzed down the street at a leisurely stroll with no emphasis on speed to get where they were going. He felt serenity wash over him as he walked with her, but he could feel her reluctance and hesitation. Was she uncomfortable? He wasn’t sure. But in the end he went with his gut, and spoke calmly and coolly about the town to try and ease her nerves.

“This is a really big place!” he laughed. She nodded in agreement as he looked up at the sky scrapers and pointed to the tallest one. “I had dreams of someday living in a place like that. Living at the top. Not that I am unhappy or anything, but,” he laughed again feeling his locket before speaking on. “Just a crazy fantasy I had back when I was younger.”

Elle smiled politely and pointed to a place they could eat at, and Cyrus gave her an approving nod gently tapping her on the back as they moved in single file and waited to be seated. Inside was a few empty seats, but mostly it was packed filled with mercenaries, soldiers, and guild members from various factions all having a merry time. A waitress approached, smiled to the couple, and then alerted them a table was being made ready. Cyrus ordered two waters to be waiting for them and turned to look at Elle. While they waited Cyrus decided a more neutral topic that she could warm up to.

“So a Shadow Fox, huh? Never seen one up close. It’s quite beautiful, and the gold on it is resembles your eyes very much…”

[TheDoctor]

Cadmus had dozed through the entire trip to Neo Haven. For some reason, the rythmic lull of the Murasame's strides never failed to put him to sleep after a full day. He dreamed of many things, from his deepest memories to his wild imagination to his darkest nightmares.

The lights coming from Neo Haven were what jolted him awake. Hee was itching to tell Rigon about the dreams, but within seconds, the memory of them had vanished as dreams tend to do. Shrugging his white coat back on and shaking his head to clear the grogginess from it, he sat up straight in the cockpit. It was still night, but the city ahead of them was wide awake. Is this what it was like before the war? Instead of vast wastelands, we had cities like this?

Michael cleared them for entry rather quickly, and they passed by the intimidating Gojulas Gigas together. As soon as Rigon was parked in Hangar 23, Cad opened the cockpit and hopped out, eager to see the city. Due to the fact that he was a genezoid, he had always been reluctant to see the human city. Plus, most of his life had occured in his village. Vega and Curtis are genezoids too, aren't they? If I just keep my head down, no one will notice. He placed a hand on the leg of the Murasame.

Stay safe, little one.

Don't worry, Rigon. I'm amongst friends.

You hardly know them, Cadmus. All I want is for you to be careful.

He patted the zoid's leg and smiled, and it let out a low rumble of content. Then he made his way towards the group. Michael made a safety precaution, and Cyrus told of what him and Elle were going to do.

“Got some work to do with Elle here, and if the young lady so wishes it, I’d like to buy her a dinner and chat before turning in for the night.”

Cad watched him wink at her, and he felt a surprising pang of jealousy. What is he playing at? Something seems a bit off about this man.

Cadmus, are you getting jealous of him because he is with the only girl that you have ever had a chance to interact with?

I swear, Rigon. Don't test me.

Lighten up, my friend. I only jest.

As Michael, Vega, and Curtis turned to leave, Cad turned back at Elle and waved at her, feeling as if he was being dragged by a chain by his choice to become a merc. I need to get a hold of myself, now. Slightly reluctantly, Cadmus turned and put his hands in his pockets, leaving his jacket unzipped to get some cool wind to his body to make him more comfortable. Looking at the ground, he followed Michael, attempting to get a grip of his mind.

[Miss. Bear™]

She arrived at neo haven and jumped out of the cockpit of her zoid. "Wow neoheaven is awesome." She said as she gathered around them. She than turned her attention to michael about his question."Meh ima go take a bath than I might eat and check out the city...oh right and fix elto." She than looked directly at him. "Oh right." She reached into her pockets and handed him a wad of ruffled cash wrapped in a blue rubber band. "Forgot to pay ya." She than walked away as she lifted up a piece sign, she looked to the side as she could see a man standing by the corner, she poked him on the shoulder. "Umm excuse me sir do you know were tio find the mechanic?" He nodded and pointed straight, she nodded back and walked in the derection told. She got there in no time and met up with the mechanic. He stared at her zoid than came back around to her. "Three hours." He replied as she have out a sigh and handed him some money. She walked away looking for the nearest hotel or inn when she saw someone, a woman wearing a chinese style dress getting talked to by three men, after a short while she seemed annoyed and gave them a few slaps. "Geez that's got to hurt." Said vallisnia as the first of the three a blond haired man wearing a soliders outfit fell to the ground. She slapped them with a fan...wow just..wow...pansys" she said as she walked into the nearest hotel and got her keys. She walked into her room. "So..pink..." She said, it looked like a childs room almost just by color. She turned on the water in the bathroom and took a bath. (one hour later :3)

"Much better." She said as she walked ot in a diffrent outfit, a black jacket with a blue tang top and some light blue and black camouflage pants with black heels. "Man im hungry.." She opened up the mini fridge and grabbed a sandwich.

[XanatosGambit86]

"This is the cybernetics division, here the latest research for military hardware for Zoids can be found. Our men work around the clock to make sure the hardware we have is absolutely up to date and working to optimal efficiency. I'd like for you to meet the head of division Doctor Ray Parkman..." General Stahl said introducing the white coated man to the pair. It was only an hour but Stahl seemed a little to eager to get through the tour as soon as possible. He was actually shooting a nervous look at Vane every few mintues. Vane payed no attention as he was completely bored. Micah though found Stahl's reaction intriguing. Vane was generally an unknown element in the battlefield and was known only to a few warriors that have had the misfortune of facing him in the field. So another reason for the man's nervousness was that he may be harboring anti-genezoid sentiment. The way Stahl reacted to him on first sight could only further prove it.

After several more hours of boring tours; Going through the grunts dormitory and showing the group the various engineering bays located around he base, they finally arrive over at the General's office.
"Well Goldberg if you can just come here, and have your friend wait outside I can go into further details about your duties on the base." Micah looked over at the Vane. Vane simply nodded and stood back with the other guards leaning on a wall and crossing his arms. When the General and the Strategist were alone the both of them took a seat and it was The General that spoke first:

"I must say, it is surprising that you are traveling with a Genezoid. Last I heard the Goldberg Family, especially the family head had a more how we say unfavorable stance against such people." Micah observed him closer. The way he was posistioned. The way he held himself. The tone of his voice when he spoke of Genzoids. The strategist came to an obvious conclusion.

"You'll find that I am not my father then General." Micah responded. He had a feeling that he was brought over to Neo haven for a reason. And the reason he inferred had something to do with the a brewing conflict between the Genezoids and the humans of the city. The fact that the ace strategist brought a Genzoid with him as his ace and ally was a fact which caused the general disappointment and if he was not mistaken fear.
"I take it we are here to discuss what my duties are when staying here then?"

"Of course While you are here, you'll be given command of your own squadron and you will help us of course defend the borders against any outside threats." The general responded. Micah could tell though he was lying. That's not the real reason he was brought in here. Neo Haven had fantastic defenses already in place. There was no need of having squads patrol.The real reason was something that Micah found far more distasteful. "I don't have to tell you that Neo Haven's are going through troubled times what with the racial strife happening, so a Goldberg would be seen as a sign to all those who dare oppose the peace that this city is run a tight ship."

There it was. The real reason why he was here. The government was starting to favor humans over Genzoids. Bringing in a Goldberg was a subtle sign of the leaders stance on Human and Genzoid relations. Micah founded it laughable though. There were plenty of Genzoids who served in the City's defense. There was definitely a split of opinion in the city. The Strategist would have to investigate further.

~~~~~~~~

"How was the meeting." Vane asked as Micah walked out of the office.
"I managed to secure a nice little HQ for our soon to be patrol unit." Micah responded with smirk. Vane Chuckled.

"With the way a lot of these soldiers live, I'm afraid that I'll be getting soft."

"Likewise. We'll be working with some of the city's elite soldiers. As well as officers. I'll be able to gather information along the way. Well since we're done with the tour how about we get something eat?" The pair left the officers building and both found themselves among the citizenry of the Neo Haven. The night life in particular.

"Sounds like a plan" Vane responded. " Heard of a place with some good grub. Grub for some of the folk from out of cities. Micah nodded, and the duo soon set forth. Silence greeted the two for a moment before Vane spoke up. "Thank you, by the way for helping me out."

Micah was stunned for a moment. Blood stained vain, thanking him. He's never thanked him before. Even in times when he saved the silver haired man countless times.
"It's fine. You've helped me in more ways then one. Besides, the Rosenritter has to be stopped. They're latest rampages have killed thousands. Maybe even more. It's my duty to stop them."

"Hmph still going on about duty? About saving others? Sometimes I wonder about you. The methods you've used are very... What's that word you use in campaigns" The genzoid said his expression in deep thought. "Paradoxical"

"I'm suprised you know the meaning of the word." Micah's tone was snarky. "Killing hostages, blackmail. Destroying Civilian towns in order to demoralize the enemy. These are tools to save as many lives. Kill hundreds to save a thousand."

"The cold equation of the battlefield." Vane added. Again Micah was surprised. Vane laughed. "I did finish school you know. My education was a little unorthodox though. What with Tan-" Vane went silent his expression cold. It sees he wasn't ready to fully talk about Tanya yet.

"Here we are." Micah said glad that they've arrived at the restaurant before Vane went all broody. The place was loaded with all sorts of soldiers and mercenaries. Different members of different guilds were there. "Table for two." Micah said. The hostess nodded guiding the pair to the nearest table. After ordering their food, Micah took a look around observing the various soldiers. Most of them ordinary looking until his eye caught a pair sitting at a table near him.
" Hey, Vane you see those two over there." Micah whispered, his eyes pointing at a certain Genezoid female.

"Who them?"

"Yeah that girl right over there, I think she was the pilot of the Shadow Fox during the Blue river campaigne. One of the few ones that survived your little kill spree." Vane gave him a rather exasperated look.

"You do know who your talking to. All of enemies are small blips on the Radar. I could care less if some of them survived my wrath." Still Micah was trying to figure out that girl's name. In that particular battle, she was the only girl that managed to survive Vane's attack. He was impressed enough by it, that he would keep her name in his mind for future reference. Perhaps her skill had grown since then.
"I remember now! Her name was Elle."

"Big deal. You gonna recruit her then?" Vane responded, taking a sip from his water. Micah shrugged.

"General Stahl did agree to letting me bring whoever I wanted into a squad." Micah said. The fact that he already had Vane as a partner did make the general unhappy.

"Well you can talk to her once we finish eating. I'm starving." Vane said. His tone hoarse. Micah frowned.

"Is that all you have to say? Is food only thing on your mind."

"Fight, Eat, Sleep and fight some more" Vane shot back. "You can add the Rosenritter to the list of things I think about. Remember I am weapon to be used."

"Your my ace and second now, Your going to have to do more then that now..." Micah said. Vane's eyes went slightly blank as Micah went into an entire monologue on how important being a second was. Honestly such a lecture fell on deaf ears, and in Vane's opinion he thinks and talks to much. Sometimes he wandered how they ever became friends.

[Green Lantern]

The speaker buzzed as a voice came through. "Take the shot already. Actually, Snow... move your aim up two clicks, your not gonna kill them with this projection." "Shut up Ego.. I was a sniper in the military.... It's what we do. I snipe things all the time. I'm pretty sure I know how to take a shot." It fired. The shoot whizzed through the air, piercing a Liger variations leg. It was partially immobolized. The shadow fox with it turned, facing Snow.

Ok, your camouflaged... Just don't move and he won't find you.... It took two steps towards her and stopped. "What are you looking at.... You can't see me-" She leaned in, switching off her Gun Sniper's camo. "FUUUUCKCKCKCKCKCKC!!!" The shadow fox moved, instantly closing in on her position. She turned, running away. "Crap crap crap crap crap, ego. Kill the thing chasing me...."

The voice buzzed in. "Did you kill the other one? Oh, look at that, he trying to move in.... If he wasn't so focused on melee combat you would have screwed us over Snow..." Her words were not even heard. She was drowned out by Snow's repetition of "crap" and "holy crapola".
"Hold on, I'll save the day."

The fox turned, cutting around the corner to began climbing up to Snow's original shot position. It's trip was cut short. It was cut short by a heavy slash into its side. The hit completely blindsided him, leaving quite a bit of damage. What they hell was that. The shadow fox weakly turned to see another zoid. It was a Leostriker. Well, it was revealed to be a leostriker when the camo went down. The Leo's cannon began digging into the shadow fox til it auto-shutdown.

The Liger variation was handled the same way.

The pair began heading back to Neo Haven. The Gun Sniper now had a net hanging from its tail. In it were the two pilots, now bound and gagged. Once there, the two were turned in and their bounty collected.

"Were awesome." Snow's comment was returned as they put their zoids in the company garage. "Yes, yes we are. And you better now leave me at home today. I'm tired of getting hatemail from the zoids." She connected the computer link to their Leo. A couple minutes later they left heading for a local coffee shop.

[Ushima]

"Alright this way." Michael led Cad and the others through the streets. The night life was in full swing as people walked around, stopping in different clubs and bars. Girls dressed in skimpy outfits, some catching his attention, sending playful winks and small waves their way. They crossed the Red Light District, things got a little more crazy but they were able to avoid it. "Maybe we should've taken a transport."

"It certainly would've beed faster." Vega said, walking next to Knight.

After passing through they came to a large building. Above the door the Paladin's emblem (http://images.wikia.com/wowwiki/images/0/09/Paladin_crest.png) was above the door. "Here it is Cad, headquarters." The Paladin prospect looked a little nervous as they walked in to a receptionist area. There was only one working at the time, at night who really needed to hire a merc? "Hey Amelia."

"Hello Sirs." Amelia greeted. "Have a nice job?"

"Was alright." Michael shrugged. "Have a good one." The four entered and elevator. "How about a quick tour?" The elevator opened up on the next floor. "This is the training room. Lot of weights and combat training simulators and everything you'd expect to stay in shape." The doors closed and it took them up another level. "This is the firing range slash gun store. A lot of members will borrow weapons for their jobs from here. As long as it's returned you can take anything in stock. Though you gotta pay for ammo, can't return that can you?" Michael chuckled. "Though some, like myself, tend to just buy their own guns." Michael patted his revolver. Pressing a button Michael took them to the top floor. "Everything else between the range and this floor is offices. The three of us have offices on the seventh floor."

"The Paladin's are run like a business." Vega explained. "In our downtime when not on jobs we're usually checking our zoids status and other things we need. It's not as boring as it sounds. A little desk work isn't bad every now and then."

"After a hard mission sometimes looking through files is quite relaxing." The door opened revealing a long hallway. "Alright Cad this is it. You're about to meet the boss." Nothing was heard as they walked down the hall but their footsteps. Approaching the door it opened by itself and the group entered.

"It's an empty room." Cad said.

"Not for long." It was dark in the room, but it suddenly lit up as a green hologram of Colonel Storm appeared on the otherside of the room. He was sitting at a desk working on his terminal.

"Knight, Miller, Falken. Glad to see you've returned safely." The three actual Paladin members saluted. "I have our client on the coms, I'll patch him in."

Another hologram appeared, this time showing and older man, bald but with a beard. He was wearing a lab coat. "Gentlemen lets cut right to the chase shall we? The blueprints, do you have them?"

"Yeah, right here." Michael walked forweard, a console rising up to him. He pulled out a small handheld and attached it via cable to the console. The image of a gun (http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2v8PX7tZi7k/SydckKRUQkI/AAAAAAAAAnw/WpSU1iVXeWI/s400/ColinGeller_AutoTurret2.jpg) popped up and started rotating. "This what you were after?"

"Yes this was stolen from our lab. If it got into the wrong hands and built things out in the Wasteland would've gotten even worse." The man looked as if a huge weight came off his shoulders. "And the base?"

"Destroyed. No way anyone could possibly salvage anything from that place." Michael said.

"Excellent. I'll see it that payment is transfered." The image of the turret faded. "Excellent work gentlemen. We'll most likely be calling on your services again in the event we need more help. Good day."

"Must be day where he is." Vega said.

"Bice work you three." Storm turned his attention to the nervous young man. "And who might this be?"

"His name is Cad. He wants to join." Michael stepped up. "I vouch for him."

"Interesting." Storm scratched his chin, leaning back in his chair. "Normally you don't recruit so if you're taking the time to bring him to me he must be worth something. Well then, I see no reason to turn him away. If he's not all that then he will become all that here. Kit him with our flag, I'll get Amelia to set him up with residence."

"Until then he's got no place to stay, he can with me. I got plenty of room." Michael offered.

"Very well then." Storm's face hardened. "Now let me make one thing clear. The Paladin's are not mindless killers, we are respectable. If it comes back to me that you have been doing such heinous actions you'll have Knight after faster than you can say I'm sorry. I'm not saying this because you seem like the type, but this is a formality, your one and only warning. Vega and Curtis were told this when they joined, as were Knight and myself. My predecessor warned us, as did his before him and his before him. It goes back to the origin of our group." Storm turned to Knight. "I heard about what happened in Dust Town from General Ceaser. Were there no other options?"

"There were, but I made a judgement call. With all the damage he's done to Alliance supply lines bringing him here would be like placing an alcoholic behind a bar unsupervised. If he got out there's not telling what carnage he would've caused." Michael explained. "He hates the Alliance, keeping him around would've caused problems."

"Agreed." It was no secret that Storm and Knight still loved the army. It was why they always jumped at the chance to help. It was a big part of their lives. "Now you all look like you need sleep. Get out of here, be back tomorrow."

"Yes sir." This time all for saluted before the image of Storm went away.

It was silent again as they went back to the elevator. And it was silent on the way down. Once at the bottom the door opened, Amelia was standing before them, holding a leather jacket. "Storm told me we have a new member."

"Thanks." Michael took the jacket, it was black and had the Paladin emblem on the back. "This is for you Cad. Wear it with pride." Michael held out the jacket for Cad.

[TheDoctor]

As they wandered the streets of Neo Haven at night, Cad saw the city that never sleeps. He glanced around at the groups of people, noting the strange styles of each and every person. Several suspicious groups gave him looks as he passed, glancing over their shoulders and glaring at him as he unconsciously linked his eyes with theirs. Several scantly-clad girls ran their hands down his arm, giving him flirtatious looks. He couldn't help but stare and grin nervously.

Then they went into a large building, and Cad's eyes were locked on the large emblem that represented the Paladins, taking in every detail of it. He was a bit intimidated by the place, but it also excited him. Will this be my new home?

After a small conversation with receptionist, they entered the elevator. The first level, the training room, satisfied Cad. A better way to keep me in shape. After all, a pilot should be just as strong as his zoid. On this next level, Cad was again satisfied. Rows and rows of cannons, guns, and blades for zoids lined the walls. He also saw a row of human guns. Well, I won't be using any of those. They exited the elevator on the correct level and walked down the hallway.

"Alright Cad this is it. You're about to meet the boss."

Cad felt his palms grow sweaty. Alright, Cadmus. This is it. Your new lifestyle awaits on the other side of that door. Straightening his back, he walked through the door with the other three.

"It's an empty room."

What is this...is this a trap? Did they just lure me in here to take me out? He immediately tensed his limbs, about to spring, when the hologram came on, showing Colonel Storm. Cad swallowed. There he is, Cad. Don't screw up.

The holographic man conversed with the others, bringing up the client. They finished their business, and their client vanished. Then Storm turned to him and asked his question.

"His name is Cad. He wants to join. I vouch for him." Cad nodded to Storm. "An honor to meet you, sir."

When Storm confirmed his acceptance and Michael offered him a place to stay, it felt as if a massive weight was lifted off of Cadmus' shoulders. Say goodbye, Blue Guard. As Storm gave him his warning, Cad politely nodded as he spoke. Mindless killing? I don't even want to kill someone. I would never! Then the two discussed what occured at Dust Town.

"He hates the Alliance, keeping him around would've caused problems."

"Agreed."

I'm not that big of a fan of the Alliance either. Is that gonna have an effect on my newly-found career with the Paladins? He shook the thought out of his mind.

As he left the room, a sense of pride lifted him. My new life...it starts now...I can't wait to tell Rigon, he will be totally psyched! When they arrived at the bottom, Cad accepted the black jacket with the emblem on the back. Removing his classic white jacket, he dawned the black jacket, and it fit perfectly.

I am a Paladin.

[Zantetsuken]

Ginger had been to Neo Haven several times since she began the career of running freight. Her experience and skills as a Zoid pilot gave her credentials over other applicants, not to mention she had the ability to run at night when Bandit strikes were more likely. She never let a package go to waste, and was only rarely late, but things did happen, regardless of the best laid plans. She had a small, little unit she could rest in when she was here. The same one her father bought years ago. It had a bed big enough for two, a sink, and a shower area. It was a copy of several rooms just like it in the eastern side of town. Not built for comfort, but for functionality. It suited Ginger just fine.

The Lanstag was brought into the Hanger where she looked across the way to a Gun Sniper and an interesting variant of the multi used Liger chassis. She whistled to see all the different guns, missile pods, weasel unit radar, and other hidden do dads. She parked her Zoid, cooling it off and calling for a refit mechanic. She watched the pilot of the gun sniper hop out and head away, and Ginger debated on rushing her down and asking her why she would kit out her Zoid in such a manner.

She shook her head. It wasn’t her place to question others, and she was just confused because it was a Gun Sniper that wasn’t built exactly like her father’s. In her eyes, no other would be better, despite concrete evidence. “Besides,” she murmured filling out a form of repairs and fueling orders. “It’s not the machine, but the pilot that makes a Zoid that’s good go to great.” She signed her initials and dropped down to the ground level, stretching her back and zipping her suit down to let some air breeze across her chest. It was stuffy in the Lanstag, and she quickly wrote in a repair order for ventilation and cooling. Once complete she handed it over to the mechanic who constantly thought he was clever sneaking peeks at her cleavage, but he took the payment, nodded and shook her hand with a look in the eyes, and went to work calling for his team to get to it.

Ginger walked into the streets of Neo Haven, smiling like a loon as she took in the breath of city life and exhaled deeply. She had no clue where to go, how to get there, or why, but she decided to do what she did best. “Cyrus Sigma, if I were you, I would probably be hungry. And knowing you, as only I do,” she added with venom thinking to goldie eyes. “You’d not be too keen on the big expensive stuff. So I’ll bet you parked in one of those super secret guild hangers. Walked for twenty feet, and then found a destination. Which would put you…” Ginger stepped around a corner and found a relatively filled bar and grill, and nodded once to herself. “Here I come, Cy…”

[valkoordb]

Seth woke up pretty late in the day, or night rather. He had been out late last night, and early this morning preparing for the escape he would make today. He quite litteraly rolled out of bed and stright onto the floor, trying to force himself to get up. This wasn't so hard do to his uncomfortable position of face in carpet. He slowly got up and went downstairs to get breakfast. "Morning mom." he said, not knowing it was not morning yet. He listened for a response as he got a bowl of cereal. (pretty much the only thing he ate besides ramen noodles) After a minute he finnal looked at the time, 1:30, "Oh, she must still be asleep. That works out well. Now I don't have to make up some bs reason why I'm going to work on my off day. I'll just write a note saying I went to get more milk. Thats one story she wont doubt what with me going through a gallon a day ussualy." He sat down munching on his cereal, silence all around him as he wrote the note. It was just how he liked it. Just like when he was with Daichi in the woods. Nobody speaking, no hustle and bustle, just Daichi's low, meachanical purr, and Seth's own light breathing.

He threw his bowl in the sink as he was getting ready to leave. He hoped into the shower and did a quick rinse, before hoping out; he didn't want his mom to wake up because of the noise. He threw on his new pants he bought with the money he "borowed" from his mom. They were very comfortable, and yet fit well, had many pockets, and were a dark grey color, perfect for a guy who didn't see a shower coming his way anytime soon. After that he put on a rough, and slightly torn white under shirt, and then his Jacket. "Glad this stuff has dark colors, gone be without a wash for a while." he said to himself. With that he went to the door and began his walk to the Zoid scrap heap, that was just behind the building he planned on robbing later that day. With a loud yawn he streched, put his hands behind his head, and began a slow walk to work. "I'm in no rush. It's not till noon that stuff will start getting crasy." he said to himself to calm his nerves, but he still had this feeling that things were going to blow up in his face, and not just because he had planted bombs all over the city the day before.

[Miss. Bear™]

"AGGGGHHH THIS IS SO FREAKING BORING!" vallisnia jumped out of bed closed the door and ran down the hall and out the door, the hotel workers just stared out the door for a second than attended back to there business. "It has to be past three hours i know it!" she ran over to the mechanic in a rather fast pase even in heels. She slammed her hands onto the desk in front of her startling the mechanic brething in and out. "IS....IT....DONE?" The mechanic looked back at her his eyes were wide, "um...yes?" She ran over to her zoid and opened the cockpit of her zoid and jumped in." The mechanic just came back around. "Uh wait wait!" "YEA YEA YEA!" She threw a wad of cash at him leaving him with a blank expression on his face. O_O..." "now what to do what to do." she walked around the town trying to figure out something to do.

[Green Lantern]

[Ego & Snow]

They continued walking, well she did. Snow kept walking, placing flyers out periodically. It had a large barcode set on them, with the word 'freedom' printed underneath. It stated a simple message.


1765
Tired of being a mindless lapdog? Working with groups of old fogeys that never take you seriously? Do you like pie? Are you a badass (zoid pilot)?

If two of those are a yes, preferably that one is the badass part, then it sounds like you need a change of scenery. Spectral Inc. is currently recruiting young, rising pilots who want to make a name for themselves. We are a small group that is currently rising in our notoriety for being amazing. With our dynamic, tight knit staff, projections have us growing to easily be one of the most dominant groups in the area. And, honestly, anyone that says otherwise probably just has a stick up their ass.

Currently Hiring:
-Pilots
-Tech Staff
-Mechanic
-Maintenance
-Office Worker

Contact Us:
(854) 455-4443-5664-9939
2522 Crossburg Section

As she placed each one, her and Ego kept their conversation going. It would have seemed Snow was crazy had it not been for her headset.
"So Snow, given the merger with Death Row and Deep Waters brings our current staff count to eighteen: eleven pilots, four office workers, two mechanics, and one janitor. And before you ask, yes I accessed the research banks and sent messages to all the listed independent pilots."

"Don't call it a merger. They are joining us. I didn't cut back on targeting upgrades for it to be called a merger E." More fliers. Once they reached her favorite coffee shop, Snow went inside, taking a seat and putting the remaining stack of fliers in her backpack. "It's still a merger. A merger is when groups come together into one whole. That's what we're doing. I don't know why you have a problem... but... Since it upsets you Sooooooooo much, I'll stop. cause I love you."

Snow turned back from talking to the waitress. She was now stairing straight forward. "Yea, appreciate it. You know it's kind of difficult to talk to you sometimes. People think I'm crazy when I'm walking down the street." She pulled the computer out, the screen popping up. Several windows popped up, one being the image Ego had made for herself. She was doing something. "E, what are you doin? Going through somebody's stuff again?" The voice came back again, remaining inside the headset. "Just downloading more music... And other stuff, like managing your business. I wish you would hire some computer people. Not because I can't do it, but I'd prefer to have somebody to talk to while I work."

[Ushima]

"Oi I'm getting kinda hungry." Curtis said from behind them.

"It has been awhile since we've eaten hasn't it?" Michael looked around their current area. "There's a coffee shop over there. Let's grab a bite, my treat." The groupo crosses a street, Curtis and Cad went inside. Michael was about to when Vega stopped him. "What is it?"

"Look." Vega handed him a flyer.

Michael quickly read the flyer. "Aw isn't that cute." Then he tore it in half and tossed it away. The two then moved from the open doorway into the shop. "I'd be surprised if anyone actually wants to join up. What with us here."

"If it isn't the proud Paladins." Someone appropached their table.

"Hey Jack." Jack worked in the coffee shop. "How's biz?"

"Going good." Jack looked down. "And what's this? New guy in your squad?"

"Yep, just joined a half hour ago." Michael looked at the menu, trying to decide what to order.

"You made a good decision kid." Jack took out a pad and paper. "Now what can I get you?"

"I'll have a coffee." Vega ordered. Curtis placed his order as did Michael. JAck turned to Cad. "And for you?"

[Green Lantern]

Vega gripped the flyer. Through the window Ego's camera caught the image. "Hey, Snow, it seems some people are looking at the flyer." Just then the man named Michael tore the flyer in half, tossing it down. Snow had begun to turn. "HEY SNOW!" She snapped back towards the laptop. "What you turnin around for?"

"To see the people looking at the flyer"

"There's no reason to do that! Let them read the flyer in peace." Snow wasn't stupid. Ego's reason was bullshit and she knew it. "Why did you not want me to look... Be honest." The voice seemed rather uneasy. "Well... Umm... The old guy ripped it up and tossed it on the ground..." The screen began flashing flashing black with a white face forming ( X . X ) . "OH NO THEY FUCKING DIDN'T"

As Snow got up Ego watched from the other end of the looking lens. Here we go.... Snow swung in front of the booth, bringing in her shoulder to try and knock the soldier out of the way.

"WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?! I saw your ass out there ya old fuck. Yea, oooh you think your some big shit because you're a member of the paladins," her hands referencing the patch they wore, " Well guess the fuck what! NOBODY GIVES A SHIT! Your old ass, tradition, is a bunch of played out BULLSHIT! You walk around like you have some sort of damn authority over everyone else, like somehow your better, well you're not. You're just a bunch of assholes that got together and made a club out of it!"

She took a quick breathe before letting out rest of her barrage of insults. Her hand sort of pointed as she spoke, as if she was putting emphasis on certain words. "You ain't gonna be doin that shit much longa, BITCH! I'll put your ass in the dirt old man!" She turned towards Vega. "And AS FOR YOU BITCH, I'll rip ya spine out ya ass crack motha fucka! Don't eva try that pussy ass shit round me, else you gonna get fucked up!" Her head turned slightly, bringing the other two in her gaze. "And I ain't know bout you two, but I'll shoot yo ass too!"

She then spat at them, turning to walk away. "Bitch ass paladins actin like they run shit..."

The whole time Snow went on her verbal tirade, Ego sat silently watching. Oh god everyone here is going to die....

[Miss. Bear™]

Lilliannie just stared as she put down her coffee mug. "I think..ill put this..back..." She put the flyer and walked out the coffeeshop. "Put it on my tab!" She said just before exiting. "That place needs a swear jar extremely bad I have to say." She just stared back as she saw the young woman spit on them both. "Know what I think this is going to be good." She walked back into the shop and stood back in her original place ordering another cup of coffee after paying her tab she also picked up her small book and enjoyed the little scenario. She thought to herself in her mind, "I hope someone throws a chair, all those movies are far to expensive and live action is much better than paperview. ."

[TheDoctor]

Cad looked at Jack. "Just a coffee as well, thanks." As Jack left, Cadmus turned back to the group. "So Michael, where does-"

"WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?! I saw your ass out there ya old fuck. Yea, oooh you think your some big shit because you're a member of the paladins,"

Cad squinted, then leaned back and looked at the woman. Wow, talk about an attitude. She continued her rant, throwing out swears like they were candy. But then she turned to threats. As she threatened to "put his ass in the dirt," Cad felt himself stir. Ok, Michael kind of deserved that. I mean, I'm assuming that those were her posters? Then she threatened Vega. Alright, that was completely undeserved. He felt himself growing angry with the woman. Then she threatened him and Curtis. I've had enough of this.

Then she spat at them.

Cadmus knew that she was trying to start something with them, but his emotions clouded that over. Who the HELL does she think she is? Let's take care of this. He stood up in his chair. "You'll shoot my ass? Really, you'll SHOOT my ASS? Well you know what? Why don't we just settle this over a duel? Just TRY and shoot my ass in my zoid. Come on, let's do it. We'll see whether those words have the SLIGHTEST BIT of merit to them."

[Ushima]

Michael grabbed Cad and pulled him back down into his chair. "Relax Cad. No need to sink to such a juvenile level." Vega glanced down at the table, Michael's revolver was already out and sitting on the table, the hammer back. "I'm actually surprised you're advertising a no-name merc group here in Neo Haven. Bad decision on your part, seeing as your chances of finding unaffiliated here are practically non-existent."

"Also, no one in their right mind would leave the Paladins to join." Curtis said, sipping his drink.

Michael looked over the woman standing in front of him. "Holy shit."

"What is it Michael?" Vega asked.

"I know her." Michael picked up his gun, safely putting the hammer down and holstering it. "We were in the military together. I doubt she remembers me but I remember her. Lieutenant Snow. Used to pilot a Gun Sniper. Tell me, does the name Michael Knight ring a bell?"

[Green Lantern]

"Just TRY and shoot my ass in my zoid."

Even in her angered state she found some humor in this one. Cad was a moron. in my zoid What the fuck makes him think I'm lettin him in a zoid?! She felt the two guns pressed against her skin, and her eyes narrowed in on theirs resting on the table. Clearly they had issues, drawing out a weapon and laying it on the table for no reason. That was another reason she didn't like groups like the Paladins. They were overly aggressive. Was she hypocritical? NO! NOT AT ALL! And nobody better say anything otherwise or she'd beat their ass! As for the gun, one of her's was a quick draw design but if she did, she'd likely just get shot.

"I'm actually surprised you're advertising a no-name merc group here in Neo Haven. Bad decision on your part, seeing as your chances of finding unaffiliated here are practically non-existent."

"Also, no one in their right mind would leave the Paladins to join."

"does the name Michael Knight ring a bell?"

"Weh-heh-heh-helll! Lemme tell you somethin, bout that NO NAME MERC GROUP shit you tryin to drop! We had 342% growth last year alone. Our income and staff more than tripled! and we are set to double again in the next couple months! Can't say the same for your ass, who had an eight percent drop in profits from last year, and a four percent drop the year before! There is a reason why people would leave, they're not stupid! Like I said it's old cause it is! People follow the money, and that's here!"

She started to turn again but stopped, facing back. She almost forgot to address the old ass prick who outright insulted her. "And no I don't remember you, Michael. I was probably busy getting shot at. It kinda happens!" She then went back to her original turn.

When she got to the table Ego peeped up. "Well that was quite explo-" Snow closed the laptop, putting it into her backpack. She barely had time to zip it up before Ego popped into her headset. "RUDE!!!! Snow you are just ugh sometimes, you know that?" Snow laid some money on the table, hurriedly leaving the coffee shop.

As they exited the shop, Ego piped up again. "I mean, honestly you just make things difficult for me. Your so abrasive and overwhelming at times. I don't know how you do i-" She stopped, finally interpreting Snow's sniffles. Snow's eyes had turned red. She was crying. "I mean! Not that it's a bad thing Snow! I know they are frustrating but those are the reasons why I love you! I'm sorry! Please don't cry." It wasn't her though.

[TheDoctor]

As Michael pulled Cad down, he felt his anger flare slightly.

"Relax Cad. No need to sink to such a juvenile level."

Damn it all. I'm tired of everyone treating me like I'm a kid. I could take any of these guys on with Rigon. He kept his mouth shut, though. He didn't want to get kicked out of the Paladins after just joining them.

The woman had her rant, which was so cocky that it almost made Cad gag. The Paladins may not have been exactly polite to her, but she was far from courteous as well. Look, Michael shouldn't have joked about the poster, so we certainly don't have much room to talk, but this is just outrageous. I swear, if we were in zoids, Rigon would have her pinned in seconds. Then a thought occured to him, a thought triggered by this confrontation. What do I do in a situation without Rigon? I can fight, but I can't fight fully-trained military personnel like these two. Plus, there are those guns. I don't want to kill someone, so I won't take up shooting. But... Cad glanced over at Michael. I can train my fighting skills. Heck, I'm in good shape. I just need to master the techniques. Which will take time.

The woman left, taking her laptop with her. Maybe we were assholes... Shaking the thought out of his head, Cad stood up and turned to Michael. "Michael, I want to learn how to fight. If that woman attacked us right now, I would not be able to do much with the stuff I know now. The zoid is my only defense at the moment. I need something for me."

[valkoordb]

Seth walked twoards the building he rarely went to, his dad's skyscaper tha was second only to the palidins. He went up to the hired gaurd on duty and simply waved at him. "Hey Seth." he said in a 'well my day just got better' way. He oppened the gate to the Zoid garage to let Seth in the back way. "Why you here a gain so soon? Not that I don't like seeing you; it's just you hate coming around here." "No big reason Mike. There were some parts mixed up on a delivery and they sent the junkers up here instead of to the scrap yard. I volunteered to get them cause I do inventory. Would you mind getting me something to carry them in real quick?" Seth askd in his friendly that could make you jump of a bridge without a second thought. "Sure thing hold up right there Seth." With that Mike ran of to get a delivery truck for Seth and a wheel barel to bring the parts down from the storage room.

"Oh and Seth," he said warily, "I'd hurry if I were you your dad seems in a bad mood today." "I will Mike thanks." with that Seth pushed the wheel barel into the elevator and went to th floor with that had the parts he wanted all stored at the same place. Inside connections worked well, and Seth was a smart kid, he was always planning ahead. The one thing he wasn't awaqre of was that his father was ready for this, and had fifty officers stationed at every individual exit of the building once his son was inside. His own Zoid the Sky Hawk on the roof ready to get an aireal view of his hated son's capture and arrest. He just like his son was ready far anything at any time. Seth however was ready all the more he just was't aware he would need his desprate messures...

[Green Lantern]

Placidus got out of bed, his head hanging low. He moped over to the bathroom... Teeth brushing, peeing, things like that were done. After about twenty minutes he had finally made it to his kitchen, rummaging through his fridge. What do we have for break-OH MY GOD I STILL HAVE CHEESECAKE.

He pulled the tray out, slipping a slice on a plate for himself. After putting the rest back, he got a glass of strawberry milk... TO THE LAB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He let out a low "wwwoooooooo!!!" As he hustled his but to a room in the house. It had speakers, a computer, and some other electronic gizmos.

Mail mail mail mail...AHA! It seems that 3at_Lead and MetalMut want their asses kicked again... Oh my darling Ego needs to get on tonight so we can ruin them. He checked his ranking in Mass Wars. His 1v1 rank was 374, 2v2 was 144, and 4v4 was 350. YEY! Farther along the ladder! I AM UNSTOPPABLE!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAAA! Bite of cheesecake.

He sniffed the air. It smelled like a garage. It was him. He didn't shower last night and was still in pajamas.. "You are now logged off. Have a nice day Hax-or" He finished his late breakfast and headed for the shower.

[valkoordb]

Seth walked into the storage facility, and just like he planned his supplies were right there where he was told they would be. Right next to them was also one of the bombs he had placed a while back. 'Sorry dad, but this is what you get for being sich an ass.' he thought as he loaded all of the rare parts into his wheelbarel. Once he had gotten them all in he went t the elevator, and went back down to the lowest level. He came out into the garage and simply looked at the awfull scene before him. There were fifty hired gaurds pointing guns at him, all the cameras were pointing straight at him, and Mike was bound, gagged, and being thrown in the back of the truck he had gotten for Seth.

Seth simply looked at the gaurds for a moment, nobody moved, everything was silent. This went on for about a minute untill, "Hey buys, and er girls. Whats all the hub ub?" Seth asked pushing the wheel barel out while reaching into his pocket and double checking the bomb remote was still there.

"Step away from the wheel barel and put your hands on your head, we don't want to have to shoot." came one of the closer gaurds reply.

"Oh, well I don't feel like being shot. However, I do feel I should inform you all that your kinda in danger. I have bombs all over the place, with a timer set to blow at a given time. So I can see why you wouldn't want to shoot me, the only guy who can shut them down." Once again no movement. "Don't belive me? Here," Seth said pulling out his personal hologram projector. "These are pictures of the bombs and their locations, well a fourth of them anyway. If you still don't belive me though thats fine, just look on that shelf over in the corner." Seth pointed twoards the corner where a shelf contained supplies. "I have multiple bombs in each of my dads buildings across Neo Haven, and considering he owns half the city thats really bad for you all."

As seth finished speaking the caiptain of the gaurd went over to the shelf and checked, sure enough there was a high grade explosive sitting on the shelf armed, and ticking. "What do you want us to do sir?" The gaurd asked his superior, it was undoubtebly Seth's father. A inadible static buzz came through. "Men, stand down and let the boy come over here." With that the gaurds moved and Seth walked over to the caiptain of the gaurd. "Your father would like to have a word with you." He said handing Seth a phone.

Seth put the phone on speaker before he began. "Hey dad. So you going to listen to my demands or what?" Seth said not wanting to beat around the bush, I mean there were active bombs in the area.

"No you are going to shut down these bombs now, return those and all the other parts you have ever stolen from me and then maybe, maybe, I wont have you rot in jail." Seth's father said sething with rage.

"Ok, so these are my demands." Seth continued ignoring his father. "I want you to let me walk out of here. I want you to forget I ever exsisted. I take these parts and leave Neo haven. You will never hear from me again. If not I blow your empire to kingdom come. Oh and also I will deactivate the bombs, but they will remain where they are. That way if you ever send a bounty hunter after me I will just blow you up still. Oh and I hope you don't mnd but I have an accomplace in this and if he hears I get even a scratch on me... Boom." Seth said, adding a little sound effect after saying boom. "What is your decsision, and I warn you I wont settle for stalling."

"I accept. You can leave. Load the parts in the truck and go. If you ever come back to Neo Haven though I swear-" His father was cut off again.

"Why the hell would I? To visit? I hte you as much as you hate me. You and mom are the worst parents in history. Oh that gives me and idea and also one last thing, you apologise to me for being such an awfull parent. If not the whole thing is off." While Set was saying this he loaded the stuff in the truck and untied Mike. He then got in the front and drove off. 'Wonder what time it is?'he thought as he checked his clock. 11:57. 11:57! Fuck! he had three minutes to get out of there before the preliminary batch of bombs went off. The bombs that would destroy merchandise, not buildings. He started to pull away quickly.

"Fine." his dad said, no doubt through gritted teeth. "I am sorry I was such an awfull parent to you. I may not have been if you were actually my child though." Seth swerved a bit at this but continued on. he could see hanger 23, he had a friend who worked there pre clear him for exit today at noon. 11:59.

'Damn gonna be close. Seth thought. "What do you mean? Am I adopted? I really dont-" this time Seth was cut off.

"Not adopted, traded. I traded a man a crappy zoid part and he traded me an organoid. He lied though, he gave me a Genosoid boy. He gave me you. To this day worst trade I ever made." His father said evenly his voice unshaking.

"Fuck you." Seth said as he flored it out of Neo Haven through the hanger, just as it turned tweleve. All of the preliminary bombs went off, and Seth knew Chaos was about to erupt. "Might as well turn off the dangerous bombs timed for 12:30. May need those again." he said as he heared the colloective explosion behind him. "I know where I can go to be safe for a little while, Zyphron. I have to meat Daichi first, they be tracking this thing no doubt." With that Seth drove as fast as he could making a beline for Daichi his shield liger. Once there they were going to turn the oppostie direction twoards Zyphron. No one knew he actually had a Zoid s nobody would be looking for him in a shield liger. "Hold on buddy. Our new lives will start today."

[Ushima]

"Shows what she knows." Michael handed Jack a card, paying their bill. "Our profits haven't dropped at all. In fact, they're higher than ever."

"And I don't recall us every releasing financial records." Vega finished off his drink.

"Stupid bitch." Curtis cursed.

"You're lucky your mother isn't here to hear you curse." Vega said to the youngest member.

Jack returned the card to Michael. "Thanks." He said to the waiter before pocketing it.

"Michael, I want to learn how to fight. If that woman attacked us right now, I would not be able to do much with the stuff I know now. The zoid is my only defense at the moment. I need something for me."

"Heh, no problem with that." The group got up from their table and made their way to the exit. "I've been training almost all of our genezoid recruits hand to hand and firearms. You'll be kicking as much ass as I do in no time."

"It's worth it." Curtis said.

The group split up Vega and Curtis returning to their homes and Michael and Cad heading to Michael's apartment. Soon they came to his building and quickly after his apartment. They were up on the eighth floor. Opening the door they entered. It was a rather big place, he was paid well enough. The living room had nice furniture and the kitchen had top of the line appliances. On the wall was a a displaycase featuring all his Military Commendation Medals. There was also a picture of his graduating class from training. There was twenty one of them, standing in three rising rows of seven, all in their dress uniforms. There was another one of him with his unit, they were wearing their gear and a Zaber Fang behind them. And last on the wall was of him and Colonel Storm. In this one he was still ten and was the first time he's been in Neo Haven, face full of excitement. Also placed in various spots around the apartment were his trophies from his time in the Army and his Paladin Missions. "Alright, guest bedroom is over there. That's the bathroom. Kitchen is here so help yourself if you get hungry. TV is there if you're bored."

[TheDoctor]

"You'll be kicking as much ass as I do in no time."

Cocky ass. Cad still grinned at the it though. He was finally going to learn how to defend himself without a zoid. That would come incredibly useful in the future, Cad had no doubt about that. As they went to the apartment, Cad analyzed the photographs. He noted the metals, which boasted that Michael had had military service in his surprisingly short life. He noted the picture with the Zaber Fang. Was that the zoid that he said that he had lost before? The room was a flood of memories that Cad didn't fully understand. It was like a puzzle that was Michael's life, but Cad only had half of the pieces. The feeling felt somewhat surreal, and Cad found himself in a trance as he walked over to the photographs and looked closely at them, imagining what it would've been like to be in Michael's shoes. It wasn't exactly in an admiring sense, only a sense of curiousity.

"Alright, guest bedroom is over there. That's the bathroom. Kitchen is here so help yourself if you get hungry. TV is there if you're bored."

"Sounds great, thanks a ton Michael." Cad walked towards the door again. "My bags are with the Liger, so I'm gonna run out and grab them, alright?" He opened the door, began walking down the hallway, and stopped. I have no idea how to navigate this city.

Michael answered the Cad's knock on the door, which automatically locked after Cad closed it. "Could you give me directions to Hangar 23? I don't really know the way." he sheepishly grinned, and Michael gave him the directions.

As he walked the brightly-lit streets of Neo Haven, Cad noticed people's eyes lock on him, then lock on the Paladin's symbol on his jacket. Do they fear me now? Or am I just a target? The thoughts caused him to quicken his step, and he eventually arrived at hangar 23 (with some difficulties). He ran over to Rigon.

Rigon, I was accepted! We're part of the Paladin's now!

The zoid let out a low growl, a chuckle of some sorts. Congratulations Cad. This is the start of a new life for us. I wonder where it will lead...

Cad proceeded to explain to Rigon what happened during the meeting, the event at the coffee shop, and his decision to begin hand-to-hand combat training with Michael. Rigon responded with amused satisfaction to fuel Cad's excitement, but the zoid was very proud of his partner in the end. Sure, he could've chastised the boy for his behavior at the coffee shop, but he didn't feel like it would be justified for him to criticize Cad for something that Michael had apparently provoked.

As Cad finished his story, he raised his eyebrow. Say, do you know where Elle and Cyrus went off to?

Cadmus, leave them be. They are obviously doing their own thing, and you have no right to interrupt them.

Rigon, I only-

Don't make excuses, Cadmus. I think that you might be jealous of-

JEALOUS?? Who said I'm JEALOUS??? Where did you even come up with that?!

You are such an open book. I can read you easier than I can read my own mind.

What, so have you been probing my thoughts, huh? Have you?? That's just rude, Rigon. You intruded on my personal thoughts!

I never did such a thing, Cadmus, and you know it! You are just very easy to understand, even through your very thoughts, WITHOUT probing through your personal thoughts.

Fine. Lemme have my bags.

Grumbling, yet knowing that Rigon was right, as he always is..., Cad climbed up to the opening cockpit of the Murasame. As he retrieved his bags, he analyzed his concious. I really should start thinking things through. I can't just plow into situations by thinking with my emotions.

Then the clock struck midnight.

As he started to exit the zoid, however, he felt the ground shake and the deep rumbling of an explosion from far off. What the hell is going on... He threw his bags back in the cockpit, then looked out of the hanger. Giant black columns of smoke were coming from the city. Panic instantly gripped Cad, and he had to take a second to calm himself. Take it easy. This isn't anything that can't be handled. He did worry for his two new companions, though. Michael, Vega, and Curtis would be ok, they could handle themselves. But Cad didn't know a ton about Elle or Cyrus, and he felt obliged to find them.

Alright, Rigon, is this a good enough excuse for you to tell me which direction the two of them went??

I hear you, Cadmus. Get back in the cockpit, and we'll go get them.

They left the hangar together. Fortunately, the streets of Neo Haven were created to be wide enough to fit 5-6 Red Horns side-by-side for security purposes, and with the Murasame being the approximate size of the Red Horn, it gave them plenty of space. As the liger ran, dodging panicked people, automobiles, and other zoids with trained agility, Cad glanced through the window of each shop and looked at each face, frantically searching for the two of them. He finally saw Elle's red hair, and the Liger grinded to an abrupt stop, causing many automobiles to honk at them. The Liger crouched, and Cad opened the cockpit and hopped out, calling to Elle and Cyrus, who was with Elle.

"Elle! Cyrus! Over here!" he shoved his way through the panicked crowd. As he did so, he heard rumors that were apparently already beginning to spread.

"It is a terrorist attack! They are gonna blow up all of Neo Haven-"

"They are gonna set the place on lockdown! I gotta get out of here first-"

"I heard it was the genezoids, an attack on the republic! They are now looking for a genezoid responsible, and they are already rounding up the genezoids in Neo Haven-"

He finally got to the two of them. "Guys, we have to get out of here. Bombs are going off in Neo Haven, as you can tell, and the city is about to go into lockdown. I don't know about you, but I don't want to get stuck in here when it happens." He turned his back to them. "They are searching for genezoids, and you're looking at one. You two can get in the cockpit and I'll fuse with the zoid. It may be a bit crammed with only one seat, but it is only until we reach the hangar." He ran back to Rigon, glancing back to make sure that the two were following him.

Rigon, I need you to make a connection with Michael's room. He recounted the address and room number of Michael's room. Tell him to get to the hangar with Vega and Curtis ASAP unless he wants to be stuck in Neo Haven with a Code Red alert. Doing his best to hide it, Cad fused with the Murasame. Only a couple people noticed because most of the people were attending to their own needs. The cockpit opened up as Cad fused. "Let's move!" Cad shouted at them from the intercom.

[Ushima]

Michael was looking out the window after Cad left. He was thinking about how much the young Genezoid reminded him of himself in some aspects. His passion, determination. Qualities he has. "Kid has a bright future." His was brought out of his musing by something rather unexpected. Bombs. He went pale. Michael's seen tons of explosions, being a mercenary often meant he had to blow something up. But there was something about explosions in cities that cause him to flashback to the war, this time Metropolis.


"HQ come in! This is Delta! Our zoids are offline and we're taking heavy fire!" Michael yelled, firing his weapon.

"Roger that Delta. Be advised all forces are currently engaged. ETA to your position twenty minutes"

"We won't last that long!" Michael ducked behind zoid wreckage for cover. "Fuck." He knew he had to get his squad out of there. Looking around he spotted his way out. "We're going into those building! On three I'll lay covering! Ready? Three!" Michael popped out, firing his weapons as his men moved into the building. Then they fired allowing Michael to sprint to safety. "Alright everyone reload and lets move. HQ we're moving through the city now trying to regroup with the main offensive." They moved through the building.

"This sucks." One of Michael's men said.

"Tell me about it." Michael said. They turned the corner in one building, coming into a bombed out room. They had a clear view of the street ahead. At the end of the street was bad news. "Shit! Dibison (http://images.wikia.com/zoids/images/e/e1/Dibisons.jpg)!" The guns lit up. "It knows we're here!" Firing all the rounds hit the side of the building. "It's coming down! Everyone out!" Back out onto the streets the went.

"It's charging up again!" Someone shouted. They moved, well all but one.

"Rama!" He was caught in the blast. Michael and another grabbed him and dragged him to safety. "Medic!" Their medic went work.

"He's got some shrapnel in his leg and side. Burns on his upper torso." The medic reported.

"It's not moving." Michael left the medic and peeked around the corner. The two of them eyed the Dibison. "What's wrong with it?"

Michael grabbed his binoculars. "Holy crap. It's legs are damaged. They have a repair unit there working on it."

"We have to take it out before it gets up and running." The man next to him said.

"Agreed." Lowering his binoculars he held up his weapon (http://www.imfdb.org/w/images/thumb/1/1f/830px-Select_0014_Gerund_Security.jpg/500px-830px-Select_0014_Gerund_Security.jpg). "But how?"

"Sergeant." Michael turned around. "Will these work?" Michael was then handed a rocket launcher.

"Shit that's convenient." Michael glanced at where they had come from. "Seems a shipment of ordinance never made it to the F.O.B." Arming the launcher he popped out of cover. "Alright suck it you bastard!" And he fired, ducking back into cover right after.

They all heard the explosion and looked. "Shit!" At the end of the street was a shielded Dibison. "It's got an E-Shield. Of course it does." Michael scratched his chin. Hey Tank, still got that C4?"

"Got all of it." Tank handed Michael his bag.

"Alright Tank and Mendez come with me. We'll move through these buildings and flank it. Everyone else, distract it. If they figure out what we're up to they'll be waiting for us down there. Let's move." The three moved around cover and into the building as the others opened fire. Moving from building to building was easy as each was a shell of what they used to be, walls were missing and what walls were there had big holes in them. Michael was sure if they pushed on the side they'd come down.

Michael raised his hand, telling them to hold up. "Alright we've got six on the ground. I got the two on the left, Medez you got the middle, Tank, obviously that leaves you right." Tank gave him a 'no-shit' look. "Weapons hot." Taking them down was easy enough, they were unsuspecting. "Cover me while I plant the charges. There might be more." Quickly he placed charges on the legs then climbed up onto it's back. Finally he placed one on the head.

"Sergeant! More troops, three o'clock!" Michael cursed.

"I see a turret on this roof! Mendez, Tank, clear out!" Michael hopped from the Dibison into the next building, crashing through a glass window. "We're clear! Blow it!" Michael hit the detonator, leaving the zoind in ruins. He had little time to celebrate as he sprinted to the roof and hopped on the gun. Loading it was simple and he turned it on the advancing enemy.


His TV came on, there was no picture, just a wavelength. "Knight? Can you hear me?"

"Who the hell are you and why are you on my TV?" Michael shook off his flashback.

"I am Rigon, Cad's partner." That got his attention.

"Is he ok?" Michael moved to stand in front of the TV. The TV also doubled as the video chat device. Most have seperate devices but he combinded the two for convenience.

"He's fine. Don't know for how much longer. They think the Genezoids are behind this. We're leaving the city." Rigon informed him.

"I highly doubt Genezoids were behind this. This ain't their M.O." Michael crossed his arms. "Whatever, we can ponder this later. Tell him I'm on my way." With that Rigon cut out. Michael returned to his room, hitting a button on the wall. The wall opened up to reveal a miniature armory. If he was right things were gonna get hectic. He needed to be prepared. On his leg was his thigh holster and revolver. His belt he replaced with a tactical one, covered in ammo pouches and other gear. He took off his jacket and shirts, pulling on a white t-shirt and tactical vest. It had even more pouches. Adjusting his shoulder armor he grabbed his old rifle and left the room. He shut off all the lights and left the building. Running through the street.

"So far so good." That wasn't necesssarily true as it was chaos but other than that.

"Genezoid scum!" Michael immediately ducked into the alley where he heard the voice. There was a man harassing a group.

"Freeze!" The sound of his voice and the weapon cocking made the man turn around. "Back up."

"You're defending them?" He gestured to the group. "They caused this."

"We don't know that." Michael stepped forward. "Now set the knife down and back up!" He said louder.

"No." The man said defiantly, stepping closer.

"Don't do this." Michael said, flicking the safety off. The man moved closer. "Don't do it!" And closer, to close. "Don't!" The man lunged, but Michael was faster, squeezing the trigger. The man dropped. The Genezoids were scared. "Come on I'm getting you guys out of here." Michael escorted them through the streets, picking up more as they went. he also picked up Alliance soldiers with him. Helping him protect the Genezoids. The Alliance also didn't seem to think the Genezoids were behind this, well not them collectively.

Soon they made it to the hangar wher Cad was. Curtis and Vega were there to. "Everyone in those transports!"

"Sir!" Someone calling him sir brought back a lot of memories. "We got hostilies approaching. Seems they figured out what we were up to."

"Form up!" He approached his group of friends. "You all need to leave, right now."

"What about you?" Vega asked. Cad was looking at him expectantly, like he had all the answers.

"I'm needed here. We have to defend this place so more Genezoids can get out." Michael looked down at himself. "I hope I have enough ammo to last the night."

"Think it'd be that long before the Alliance regain's control of the city?" This time Curtis asked.

"I hope not." Michael ran a hand through his hair. "If not it's gonna be a long night."

"They're getting closer!"

"Alright get going. I'll meet up with you all once this is all settled." After saying goodbye Michael rejoined the soldiers. "These people don't deserve being called human. Light'em up!" They all raised their weapons, and fired.

[TheDoctor]

The man (http://safebooru.org/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=807834) stood by the Centipos several miles outside of Neo Haven, and he grinned as the explosions rocked the city. Now is the time, Siren. They shall witness our power for themselves. The Centipos roared as the man fused with it, and then it cloaked itself, invisible to the eye and the radar.

The city was in complete turmoil. Riots on the street were breaking out, and human extremists were taking action against the genezoids. The Alliance military was attempting to push them back with riot gear, tear gas, and, in extreme cases, bullets. They even used military-grade zoids to fight off the crowds through an assortment of weapons and riot-repelling equipment.

A Command Wolf was firing off rounds of tear gas into the crowds using the cannons on its back. Suddenly, an explosion of blue hit the zoid on its side, and the wolf fell to the ground dead. Several other zoids near it experienced the same fate. The remaining pilots, who panicked at the use of apparently military-level technology, grew aggressive with the crowd and began firing live rounds, thinking that the blue explosions were coming from the crowd, that maybe an extremist had obtained Alliance weapons. The people screamed and tried to escape the continuing explosions, explosions of orange and blue.

They never noticed the Centipos appear until it was too late.

The zoid shrieked loudly, causing several people to clasp their hands over their ears and collapse in a fetal position. Several Alliance zoids turned at it and began firing, but then the apparition disappeared, and their shots flew straight past it and hit the buildings behind it. Several Centipos wandered from other directions, shrieking again as their numbers grew larger. The military zoids unloaded on them, but they were all apparitions as well. Several buildings collapsed, and one of the remaining Centipos fired from the cannon on its head, knocking over another zoid and vanishing.

This continued in places all around the city, but only one of the Centipos was true. The people were terrified, for no one had ever seen a zoid like this, and no one was able to even touch it.

And then throughout the city, a deep, amused chuckle was heard, and the seemingly omnipotent voice shouted a phrase in an unknown language. All of the Centipos apparitions vanished, and the real Centipos vanished with them.

The cloaking device on the Centipos deactivated as soon as the zoid was out of possible sight of the city, and the man emerged from the zoid core in a ball of energy.

That was beautiful, Siren. The first step has been executed.

Damn this Centipos. Were I in my true form, that city would have been completely destroyed!

Patience, Siren. I may have restored my form, but yours will take time. Do not worry. Our return is inevitable.

The Centipos let out a series of clicks, and the two of them walked from the columns of smoke that rose from behind them.

[Green Lantern]

Snow entered the office. She had since gathered herself. Crying was for pussies! Cupcakes too! With tv and laptop both on, she began going through files again. Ego got her attention. "Hey Snow.... I just realized something. WHY DID YOU MENTION THEIR PROFIT MARGINS!?!?!? What if they caught on that I've been breaking into their files?! Do you have any idea how much work that would be for me to cover up? I'd miss like an entire week of Laddering with Haxxor and Snake!"

Snow continued her work, more level-headed than before. "You're right Snow, I'm sorry. I was just super pissed and didn't stop to think. I apologize E. I'll do better next time." Continuing to type, Ego stopped paying attention. Watching Snow type was boring. She, like almost all humans, worked far too slow with tech to keep her attention. Haxxor was the only one who could keep her interest, and he pretty much cheated with that anyway... Plus he had such a great personality. She really wished there was a way to meet him.

Wait a minute! My messages! She began going through them, while playing her owl song. Ev-re-one is fond of owww-wwwllllsss... Except for mice and shrewsss.... and simon cowel. Bing bing bing!

She clicked through the messages, turning round through other systems while she was at it. She finished checking her messages, rebalancing the budget for Spectral, and reformatting the LOIC virus file Haxxor had sent her. With this finished she felt it was time to look in on Snow's typing again. ONE PARAGRAPH! REALLY!? "SNOOOWWW!!! I'm BOOORRREEEEDDDDD!!!"

She wouldn't be any longer though, because as if by some conspiracy, about three seconds later a shaking could be felt as explosions went off. "EGO WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO!" She hyped up in her defense, claiming none of the responsibility. Screams of people could be heard outside.

"BUG OUT BAG TIME!" As Snow began bolting in the other room, Ego began messaging and alerted the other members of Spectral Inc. All members were being redirected to their secondary office outside of Neo Haven. It had been the home office of a previous company that had joined up with them.

Snow came in with two bags. "Ego, go ahead and load up to Leo. I'll meet you there." The order came late. Ego had already began accessing Leo, Loading up his systems.

The Leostriker stood up in a hangar full of confused mechanics and pilots. "Wah?... Did anybody get into that...?" Ego didn't realize what she wasn't a person... And Zoids running on there own was easily the scariest Sci-fi horror flick in Neo Haven... She turned, thinking quickly... Well, that was all she did. So a better description would be "Thinking faster than any other being on the planet."

The Leostriker turned to the man. Ego's voice had been replaced by a generic synthetic voice. "Hello, I am Siri-Combat App. I am the Automated iZoid Defense Program for Neo Haven Emergency Situations. Please do not hinder Alliance progress. We are working as fast as humanly possible to rectify the current situation to ensure order and safety for all citizens. Remember, we are here to protect and serve, but we need you to help us help you."

The man looked at the magically powered-up zoid. iZoid? Since when did Mac come out with iZoid? I need to get that. Too bad that would never be possible. As things stood, the idea of a program that could pilot a zoid was unrealistic. The closest thing known were the highest tier genezoid pilots, and there were obvious problems brought about with these guys... Like them killing humans. The man cleared his throat. "Umm... Is there anything I can do to help?" Ego's mind made an mischievous grin as her sensors peered around the garage. "Why yes there is...."

Snow busted in the hangar. On her way there all she heard were gossips of the attack and people fighting. "A genezoid did it!" "Terrorist attack." It was probably a genezoid from the paladins... Those bastards would do shit like this.

In the hangar she saw a man walking away from her zoid. She ran up, putting the bags in, quite worried as to what happened. Ego's voice popped up in the cockpit. "Don't worry! He was doing something neat! I had a good idea.... I won't spoil all of it... But let's just say you won't be shooting people's zoids in the foot anymore."

While Snow usually questioned Ego more, given she did a lot of not okay things due to her misplaced understanding of social standards, there wasn't time. There was sort of a whole lot of shit hitting the fan at the moment. The two zoids walked out of the garage, heading to a gate. Ego had already begun bypassing the firewall, this being the third one so far.

Snow amped her zoid's sensors up. She could hear so much. So much hate, and the explosions, the screaming. She didn't like it. A voice came in that caught her attention too. "These people don't deserve being called human. Light'em up!" She turned, it was that...PALADIN....

The group fired, but only a few of the rounds ever contacted the group of civilians. The Gun Sniper's foot crashed into the ground in front of Michael and the soldiers. The fire from the men's rifles did little more than scratch its metal. Small arms were not efficient zoid killing weapons. Snow's voice projected from the Gun Sniper, first towards the civilians. "Get back to your homes. It isn't safe out here!" Their rage was stifled after being fired on by the military made to protect them. Once the rage was gone, their remaining fear sent them fleeing, most probably to their homes. The others might have just fled till they regained their courage to join more mobs later on.

As for Snow, her Gun Sniper turned towards the paladin. "As for you! A Paladin has no right to delve out justice. You are in no position till you pay for your own crimes." The click of her guns were heard. "Prepare to pay what's owed, bitc-" Snow looked up as her cockpit began beeping. Ego replaced the sounds. "Something's going on... I'm not sure what it is because I haven't really seen it before."

She began popping small windows with markers on different spots of the city, showing a zoid pretty much bouncing around at will. Ego had accessed the cities cameras to try and keep up with it, but it still wasn't enough. "It's a zoid. I can't keep up with it, our sensors can't do it.... And... I've done simulations....." Snow responded asking what Ego came up with. "We have about a 12.2298% chance of success, if we have help from the nearby guards and they all met the set stan-" She was cut off by Snow, who wasn't waiting to hear the tech babble. "Okay, get the fuck out it is! Let's go!" Her Gun Sniper's mic went back on. "Paladin. You are lucky, but you will pay for your crimes."

The zoids continued forward to the closest Zoid gate. Three men stood with rifles. They raised their guns, screaming out that the city was in a lockdown, still confused as to how the gates were open in the first place. There was a fourth, but he was fidgeting with the computer trying to close the gate back. Snow raised her zoids guns. "Are we really doing this?"

It turned out they weren't "really doing this". The guards moved, unable to really stop the zoids. They believed in the cause, but they weren't stupid. Once outside, Snow waited for some others who just happened to be nearby and took advantage of a way out. "Okay E, do it." The gate began closing back.

Ego spoke again, her voice more excited than before. "I analyzed the anomaly more. It's coding is... staggering. I mean, I am decyphering it normally, but it is easily outmatching computer software, even in sheer mass. I found a way to cut off some of its vision so as to steal some copies of it. I am going to analyze it more.... I need help though." She seemed even happier at her next words. "We need to go visit Haxxor!!! YAYY!!!!! You can't say no this time cause we have to do it!"

Snow sighed. "Okay, let's go see your boyfriend."

"NOT MY BOYFRIEND!"

[Ketsora]

Elle was fearing the small talk aspect of the time at the restaraunt, but Cyrus was making it surprisingly easy, "Yes, I've always been quite fond of Shadow Foxes, and it was just luck that I stumbled across Sirex." Beautiful... I'm not too sure about that. I mean, I guess I never thought of
Sirex from an outside point of view like that, she said, reflecting a little. It was certainly a pleasure to be with him, but she had never given his appearance much thought. She smiled demurely at the comment about her eyes, "Truth be told, no one has ever pointed that out to me before." Elle couldn't help but laugh and take a sideways glance at her client.

They were seated at a small table against the wall and much to Cyrus's order, two glasses of water were waiting for them there. She decided to turn the conversation back to him, hopefully in an equally neutral fashion, "You dreamed of living here when you were younger, huh? Did you give up on that, or did work take you away?" She suddenly froze up a little, remembering the locket he had been staring at earlier. What if the answer had something to do with that woman? She hadn't even consider. However, Cyrus answered very calmly, "Work and a bit of life sent me in all different directions. You have to choose what childhood fancies you pursue." It was a wistful response, but Elle was grateful for it anyway. When the waitress returned for the orders, Elle requested a salad and a sandwich, and Cyrus got the house specialty burger. The entire menu looked good, and it had been awhile since she had the opportunity to actually sit down and eat in a decent restaurant in Neo Haven.

She didn't mean to drop off into silence soon afterwards, but Elle wasn't one for talking and eating. It was personal preference disguised as a habit learned from upbringing. She took cautious bites of her food and Cyrus smiled, putting her at ease for the time being. Everything was going smoothly until someone at the door caught her eye.


That woman from Dust Town, she said, golden eyes narrowing, The one who I am aiding him escape, apparently. Is there something more going on between them, or is she just not taking the hint? "Cyrus, I hate to alert you, but we have company," she flicked her wrist in the direction of the front door. "It's Ginger," he clarified and then he looked to her, "As long as you're still my employer, she can't do much."

Elle wasn't sure of the look in his eye when he made that statement, but it sounded more like a hope than a statement or a promise.

[Ushima]

"Stupid bitch." Michael said as the two zoids ran off. "What the hell does she know?"

"More incoming!" A soldier shouted. "They got weapons!"

More Genezoids pushed passed them to get in. "Take aim!" Michael started to wonder why an officer hadn't shown up to direct these men. Well technically he was an officer, albeit retired. "Fire!" Quickly the threat was minimized, until a bigger one emerged. "What the hell are those things?!" Michael watched, helpless, he knew his zoid was only feet from him but it'd prove ineffective.



Michael was helping clean up the city the next morning, searching for survivors in the ruined buildings. His weapon was held close as he moved through rubble, not knowing what threat would come out at him. "Is anybody there?" He called out, only to be met with silence. Leaving the wreckage he made his way to the street where a jeep was waiting for him.

"Mr Knight?" The woman standing by the jeep was wearing an Alliance uniform.

"Yeah?" Michael asked.

"General Ceaser would like to speak with you. I've been ordered to bring you to him." The woman shuffled, nervous to be standing infront of the ex-Lieutenant, who was a living legend of the Alliance, the Black Knight.

"Alright. I could use a break." Every building he's searched had brought him disappointment. They both got in the jeep and the Corpral took him to the Alliance Headquarters. He off course was forced to leave his weapons behind but other than that he was let in no problems.

Finding the General was easy enough. He was in the war room, a place where top officials would meet to talk strategy and discuss other things. "We going to war?"

"We just might be. No doubt news has already reached the Genezoid Emperor about what went on here." Ceaser sighed, looking at Michael and standing up from his chair. "We need to send a representative. Convince them that we in no way approve of what occured and that we tried to help his people. Which is why we're sending you."

Michael crossed his arms. "I don't take orders from you anymore, remember?"

Ceaser looked down at his hand. "Then consider yourself reinstated." He tossed something at Michael. "Captain."

Michael caught the item, it was a new set of dogtags.. "Captain?"

"We deemed your actions last night in assisting the Genezoid citizens worthy of promotion. You went above and beyond." A new voice entered the room.

"Colonel Storm?" Michael said, surprised.

"It's Brigader General Storm now." Stom pointed to the star on his Alliance uniform. "I've come back to assist with this new threat that appeared last night. Once we figure something out we'll contact you, keep you in the loop."

"Why are you sending me?" Michael asked, looking back to Ceaser.

"You have an in with the Emperor. You rescued his daughter when she was kidnapped." Ceaser, and the other Generals in the room saluted him. "We're counting on you Michael to keep the peace with the Genezoids. Also, we have want to know if what attacked was a new Genezoid weapon. Poke around a little, see if you can find anything."

Michael saluted back. "I won't let you down sirs."

"Dismissed Captain." Michael left the war room, the generals discussing the new threat. As he moved through the halls people saluted him. Before he left he had to get a new uniform. This one displayed the two silver bars of his new rank.

"Never thought I'd be back in an Alliance uniform." Leaving the base he made his way back to his appartment. He was lucky that his building remained intact. He packed his things, restocked ammo and made his way back to the hangar. Loading up his Red Horn he set out for his new destination.

[HR[/HR]

A half hour later. "Where am I!?! I'm lost!"

[Green Lantern]

Explosions could still be heard. They were loud. Not loud enough though... The group had made it outside, but they could still hear the screams. Many civilians were angry, rioting. A fuzz built up before Snow spoke out. "I am Lt. Snow, all human civilians should follow me. I can escort you to a nearby town where it'll be safe to stay till this blows over."

She turned, seeing genezoid trucks heading away from the city. They would be heading to Empire-controlled territory. Snow's comm switched to Ego. "Those fucking.... it's disgusting how they were just released to go back after what they did here. Where's the justice?!"

Ego sent the last message to their newest recruit. "Worst part of all, they will likely hinder us heavily in the future." They were visiting Haxxor. Snow had Ego hire him because she didn't believe in volunteer work. How could she expect Haxxor to help, especially to such an extent, without him being a part of the group. Even if he would do it, it wasn't right.

"What are you sayin, E?"

"I don't plan on allowing them to hinder us. I'll see you at Haxxor's. Coordinates are in your system."

The Leostriker's camo activated. The only trace of the zoid was the earth it kicked up moving away. Even that had gone eventually, once it got too far away. Snow didn't wait. She had started off from Neo Haven. While some of the escapees' chose their own path, a number of them went with her. They would get there later that night.

It was a rather boring trip. Just hot. Why was it always so hot now? Snow had no clue. She thought it was due to the genezoids. Their appearance brought about this change in the world, so there was a correlation. She also believed the genezoids were Frankenstein hybrids created by the government... So their existence was also the humans fault anyway. This war to her was nothing more than a widescale abortion. This entire belief was based off of a conspiracy theory though... And those are never accurate...right?

Her meeting Haxxor was, anti-climactic. Ego's description of him built him up to be on par with gods. Of course she thinks this is what a badass is... He's a nerd. The man must of been one bad mamma jamma online because outside he didn't seem too threatening.

Haxxor's perception of Snow wasn't all that too excited either, at least, after he found out she wasn't Ego. He remained nice and polite, but he wasn't too happy that Ego wasn't there yet. Haxxor went through with Snow, showing her his garage, and the Iron King. While he blah blahed a lot about tech stuff, Snow didn't understand most of it. All she noticed was that he had a different cockpit set up. There were multiple screens, some of which only put up text and numbers. And there was no joystick. Snow shrugged it off as weird. Probably just a nerd thing.

It was dark. The trucks were stopped to camp. They were a safe distance from Neo Haven. It was likely best for them to stop at any towns though. Word of the attack had likely spread. An older one walked about, distributing food to everyone. "We have to keep this set up properly. Please log water so we have ample stored up in case there is an emergency on the way back. I really don't want to risk stopping anywhere's till we are back in our own territory."

The night was green. At least for Ego it was. Their were blue outlines on the heat signatures as they were picked up. The lines over genezoids switched from blue to red. Ego could hear the voice. "Search and Destroy" She didn't know the voice, but it was neat.

Search and destroy. They seemed like such broad command yet so simple. Search, what was that? Was it just finding the target you were given? Or maybe it was that you had to find out who the target should be. Destroy though, that is so confusing. Many thought it was kill. Kill wasn't destroy by any means. You killed individuals by ending their life. You destroyed them by killing their loved ones, forcing them to watch things they believed in, things that gave them hope, things they once trusted, crumble around them. Destroy was much more.

The cloaked Leostriker rushed in, putting out the fires, immersing the genezoid civilians in darkness. Tonight she didn't destroy. She kept them from hindering her in the future.

[Zantetsuken]

She did it, she actually followed me here! Cyrus was beside himself with anger as he could not possibly mistake Ginger’s form for any other. Yet the girl looked around lazily as if trying to find him, which meant she wasn’t sure he was in here. All things he planned to use to his advantage. “I’m sorry about all this,” Cyrus sighed turning and moving his chair a little closer to Elle. “Ginger really is the sweetest girl I know, but her emotions get the better of her and this is one of those times where she won’t be doing much thinking. Best to ignore she is here, pray she doesn’t find us, and enjoy the food.”

“You two have a history,” Elle mused, quietness in her tone that kept her assumption polite and respectful. Cyrus took a glance back at Ginger, saw her growing frustrated, and looked back into those golden eyes that Cyrus kept getting captivated by. With a silly nod he sipped his drink, smacking his lips after taking a much longer drought than necessary.

“Yep,” was his short reply. They ate for a moment in silence, and Elle’s eyes flittered behind him. “She saw us didn’t she,” Cyrus mumbled. Elle nodded her head, still looking. “She’s angry isn’t she?”

“Hurt would be the word I would use,” Elle replied sadly.

“And now she’s doing a fidgeting dance where she’s pacing back and forth, looking at me with angry eyes, and then turning her head and chastising herself.” Elle nodded. “Soon she’ll be over here.” Elle shook her head on that one. Cyrus turned to see Ginger holding herself and walking out the door, and a pang of guilt washed over him. Still, with a stoic resolve he turned back to Elle. “She’s going to be okay, I assure you. She’s doing her long haul routine. Give it fifteen minutes, and she’ll come back in with a smile and a grin.”

“How do you know all this?” Elle asked curiously as more rabbit food entered her mouth.

“Because Ginger is a prideful, naive Zoid pilot, that’s why. She’s just thinking of a polite way to enter the conversation without making me look bad. She knows what she’s doing is wrong, she isn’t that stupid, but she just can’t seem to separate her heart and brain enough. Ginger is rather intelligent. Hell her intelligence is the only thing that rivals her stubbornness, thinking back now.” Cyrus laughed a bit before he smiled stupidly, shoving the burger in his mouth.

“Your Lightening Saix,” Elle said cautiously, looking up at him. Cyrus’ mouth froze a bit, before he continued to chew with a friendly ‘go-on’ look. “I can sort of tell these things, but it seems your Zoid is-“ Before Elle could finish her talk the world suddenly turned upside down.

There was an explosion, followed by another explosion, followed by another and another and another. Neo Haven’s district of industry was imploding and collapsing and tumbling in spectacular fashion, and several buildings toppled several other, smaller buildings. In the span of ten seconds the calm, serene atmosphere turned to panic and mass rioting. The people in the tavern took one moment to embrace the shock, before mercenary, military, and just plain been there done that disciplines took over.

Cyrus grabbed Elle’s hand and lifted her up as he turned, eyes scanning the exit. It was flooded with civilians in panic. He looked out to the street and saw people sprinting all over, knocking each other on the ground and trampling them to get away. Cyrus wasn’t sure how to respond to the chaos as he looked around, before he felt the trembling of Zoids marching. The small tv in the corner began to blurt out rumors of terrorist attacks, which caused a sense of terror in those gathered as people began to blame Genezoids without even thinking why. The default hatred of their kind was widely seen in large cities, and the number one reason Steena had decided to never fulfil their dream of living in one. Cyrus had lived in too small a village to let such things bother him, and so his ignorance was truly bliss as he looked back to Elle.

“Looks like I’m punching back into work. I think the best thing we can do is...” Cyrus looked to see the Muramasa Liger of Cadmus pull forwards, and the young boy jump out. Cyrus nodded and held Elle’s hand as he turned, but with a squeeze he looked back to see two men looking at her angrily.

“You had to go and ruin it, you filthy Genezoid! Peace at last and you ruin it with your bombs! My dad works in that district you little runt!” Cyrus looked back to her and stared for a moment. Was Elle a Genezoid? Cyrus shrugged. He never could tell the difference, and this moment wasn’t a great time to study up on the topic.

“Chill out, guys. Nobody knows who did these attacks...” Cyrus said.

“You side with your girlfriend, we’ll kick your ass too,” the second muttered angrily. Cyrus looked back to Elle, gave her a friendly nod, and shook his hand free. With a wink he turned back to the two guys and cracked his neck.

“Been awhile since my ass was handed to me, care to show me what it feels like again?” They looked to each other, and in that moment Cyrus struck. His foot hooked a chair which he kicked forwards, grabbing the back of the seat and swinging with both hands forwards. It hit the second guy in the head, knocking him out, but more importantly taking the first guy down as they collided. In the shattering of the wooden chair Cyrus stepped forwards, leaned down, and grabbed a broken leg. He flicked it to a good solid hold with a grin and slammed it into the face of the first guy.

It took all of ten seconds to resolve the matter.

He turned back to Elle, offered his hand again, but before she had the chance to accept it or not Cad showed up spilling out his information. Cyrus listened, nodded to the plan, and motioned for Elle to go in front of him. When they reached the Liger it roared away a few people trying to steal it to escape as Cadmus showed his power by fusing with the beast. He had heard legends of such a thing, but never seen it.

Neat, Cyrus thought with a childlike smile. The Liger lowered itself to the ground and the cockpit opened. “Ladies first,” Cyrus said sprinting ahead and lowering himself so he could give her a boost. She took it, vaulted upwards, and caught the side rail, slipping in easily, she turned, lowered her hand, and Cyrus ran to grab it as the Liger lifted itself up again to remove the temptation to hitch a ride. Cyrus clamoured in and sat, looking to Elle and giving her a sheepish, red face, and wholly apologetic smile. She nodded, her face a bit red, as she sat in his lap. He adjusted the controls to lean back, letting her relax into his body so they weren’t stiff statues and shouted, “Cadmus we are go for takeoff!”

“I really need to start thinking about Kitten’s with spikes...” Cyrus whispered.

[TheDoctor]

Message sent, Cadmus. They will meet us outside of the city. It's time to leave, now.

I read you, Rigon. Let the two of them get in-

He cut off as Cyrus sat down at the seat, and then Elle sat down on his lap. Wow, is he really gonna- Then he cut off again as he adjusted the controls. Alright, who the hell does he think he is?? She didn't HAVE to sit on his lap, there's plenty of room! And plus, there was no need to adjust the controls of my liger-

CADMUS, I HAVE A MIND OF MY OWN. I think that I can decide what is ok and what isn't in my own cockpit. We don't have time for this, let's go!

But they-

NOT THE TIME. GO!

As Cad's mental resistance gave in, the two of them as one rushed towards hangar 23. In his own private thoughts, Cad looked through Rigon's mind to watch the two of them. It gave him a strange sense of security, yet it aggrivated him a tad bit. He checked again to make sure that his thoughts were secure from Rigon. And here I thought I had a chance...

They arrived at the hangar, which was completely empty due to the chaos. As soon as they arrived, Rigon opened the cockpit and the two of them hurried out and into their own zoids. The cockpit closed, and Cad watched as Cyrus climbed into the Saix and Elle fused with her Shadow Fox. So she is a genezoid! He faltered as he saw the small skeletal zoid. Rigon, should we get Valissnia?

No time, Cadmus. We have to go. The gates are closing.

They rushed out of the hangar and ran towards the front gates. He noted that the metal gate was descending, and he felt a jab of panic. Using his intercom, he spoke to Cyrus and Elle.

"Cyrus, go up ahead and get out! You have a Saix, so you are faster than us. Elle, run as fast as you can. The Murasame isn't as fast as either of your zoids, so both of you get out! I'll be right behind you!"

With that, Cad and Rigon, working together as one and sharing their energy, pushed their shared body as fast as they could as the gates descended. He saw Elle and Cyrus pass ahead of him, and then when he looked out of the gates, he saw the Snipe Master and the Bear Fighter on the other side that belonged to Vega and Curtis. What he didn't see was Michael's Red Horn.

Where is he?

[Ushima]

Vega and Curtis had stopped just outside of the city on a ridge. They got out of their zoids. "You know I like him and he's probably my best friend, but despite that I will say this. He's an idiot!"

"Calm down Curtis." Vega put a hand on the younger Genezoid's shoulder. "You know as well as I do that he'll be ok. It's the Black Knight we're talking about."

"Right." Curtis grumbled, moving away from Vega. "Hey isn't that Cad over there. Elle and Cyrus to, remember they came to the city with us? I'll Cad over here. Probably wants to know where the boss is."

"Good idea." Vega said.

Curtis opened a comm channel to Cad. "Hey Cad, it's Curtis. Yeah, we're alright. Get over here, we need to talk." Curtis rejoined Vega. "Alright should be here soon."

"Well this raises the question of where should we go? Michael seemed pretty confident he'd be able to find us after this." Vega crossed his arms. "The capital seems logical, they take in refugee's all the time."

"That's where all the civilian transports are going." Curtis informed the older man.

"Right then. Then that's where we'll go." Vega looked back over the city. "What the hell happened?"

"If I find whoever set off those bombs I'm gonna kick their ass." Curtis pouned his fist into his hand. Then they noticed the arrival of Cad. "Show time."

[Zantetsuken]

“Hey there,” Cyrus said as the Lightening Saix was already growling with anticipation. The cockpit shifted open and with little trouble the mercenary was in the seat of his Zoid, the system rumbling to life far quicker than usual as the Zoid began to shift. The beast was already trotting ahead, cannons aiming left and right as the Shadow Fox quickly passed him on the left. Covering for her they waited for the Muramasa, but Cadmus quickly interjected his speed wouldn’t keep up with the two far nimbler creatures.

“You got it, Cadmus,” Cyrus replied. “Happy hunting, Elle I think I got a point charted we could go with. Follow my lead,” Cyrus said as he began to head forwards. The first lines of opposition were in the form of fleeing civilians as military grade Zoids began to herd them into safe zones. A Rev Raptor approached swiftly to the duo’s flanks.

“You are exiting the Safety Zone, please turn back around and await further instructions,” The one on the left reported. Cyrus gave them a sigh as he looked back to the Shadow Fox. The Raptor on the right slowed itself to trot next to Elle’s Zoid, and with a click he could pick up the private conversation. It wasn’t hard for Cyrus to figure it out what they were discussing as the other raptor flanked the Genezoid.

“Genezoid detected in the seventeenth sector. You are to power your Zoid off and surrender it pending further investigation.” Cyrus let out a rumbling growl of annoyance as the Saix turned quick on the front paws, the strike claw system engaging, chewing up the cobble stone to swiftly rotate the chassis.

“She’s been with me all day and night! Leave her alone.” Cyrus noticed the Saix was already locking onto the two raptors without his consent. Not that he minded, but it seemed the Zoid was moving with its own mind. The raptors engaged their weapons with lethal intent, wing like scythes clapping open with a metallic groan. The Shadow Fox lowered itself into a ready stance as there was a momentary standoff.

“This is not your concern, go to the designated safety zone,” the Raptor said coolly.

“Last warning,” Cyrus breathed with a heavy sigh. “Leave. Her. Alone.”

As Cyrus felt his blood begin to rise there was a claxon warning. He looked to the visual screen, and to his luck a Dibison had stomped forwards with two of its triple barrels locked onto him. Even with the ghost imaging he’d be totalled in seconds without any momentum. The third cannon back was locked right onto Elle and Cyrus swore under his breath as the raptors closed on Elle. He could see the target lock indicator turn red, and the warning claxon began to bleep steadily. The Zoids all roared in challenges to the other, but Cyrus knew this battle was over. He couldn’t protect Elle like this any more than he could protect himself. His finger began to lower from the trigger with a defeated sigh as his eyes looked to the red eyes of the beautiful Shadow Fox.

“You quit too easily,” a freakishly familiar feminine voice taunted the mercenary as the Saix fired off two shots. Cyrus’ eyes went wide as the Raptor on the left was planted in the face with the autocannon fire, hitting the chin several times and knocking it over. Elle’s gatling cannon rotated to life, tripping the other Raptor as the accelerated blasts ripped apart its ankle housing, the Shadow Fox trotting forwards.

The Dibison from behind let out a surprised cry, the beast hurling to the side with a smoking crater coming from its abdomen and spine, all four legs kicking into the air as it laid on its side. A Lanstag stood tall and proud, energy lance repowering itself as the hunks of Dibision hull were drifting off it to the ground. The antlers of the noble Zoid shook free the rest of debris from its headlong charge.

“Hiya!” Ginger’s voice came on the radio. “Looks like you two got into some trouble. Good thing I’m good at that! Why don’t you two follow me now? I know a pack of Zoids we can flee to outside the city limits.”

“Dammit all to hell, Ginger!” Cyrus cried out in shock. “You just trashed a military grade Zoid! A military grade Zoid!”

“Yeah, well it’s their own fault for using such a sluggish and glaringly weak Zoid. Dibison are only good in the front assault. I exposed the weakness their and then. Kinda not my fault.”

“That’s not the point and you know it, Ginger,” Cyrus mumbled as the Lightening Saix let the Shadow Fox trot forwards. Ginger moved ahead of the Fox, her Lanstag easily keeping a healthy trot. She moved towards the smoking ruins of a wall that was blasted apart, a building in desolation next to it. Rescue Zoids were already releasing them. However, there were several military Zoids impeding their path as Ginger whistled lowly. Before they had a chance to comment the Zoids began opening fire on the trio.

The Lanstag’s shields filtered into life, blocking most of the bullets as Ginger’s Zoid slid in front of the Shadow Fox, and the Lightening Saix began to jump in hops left and right. With the ghost imaging jammer in motion the shots were going far and wide as the Wolves unleashed a salvo of heavy tracer fire. They were doing just fine until a Red Horn marched past behind them; heavy cannons lobbing a shell powerful enough to crash through Ginger’s shield and impact the ground, nearly tripping her Zoid if not for her years of experience. The energy dissipated as she returned fire with rocket propelled grenades, but the armour of the Red Horn proved too sturdy as its Gatling cannon began to belt the ground uncomfortably close to Cyrus’ Zoid. Cyrus looked to the field of battle with a quick thought as the Lightening Saix growled with rage, darting behind a building as bullets and tracer fire cleaved into it.

“Ginger flank my left, Elle keep rushing forwards. Zig zag with me, we’ll cross slash the Red Horn in the middle and escape off the rubble.” The unison of confirmation was as good a go call as any as they all moved out. The Lanstag was hopping up the rubble with nimble, precise jumps like a deer on a mountain as the Shadow Fox and the Lightening Saix ran opposite the other in crossing, weaving paths like a helix cell. As the Red Horn tried to lock on the Ghost imager jammer made it insane for the computer to lock onto them, and with a gust of black smoke from the Shadow Fox visibility turned nigh impossible.

“Nice touch,” Cyrus commented as they ran forwards in a deadly sprint. By the time they broke the cloud of smoke the Red Horn was paces away, the Lanstag jumping forwards with spear at the ready impaling a Command Wolf hard enough to shove it into another as it broke the line enough for the two swifter Zoids to break through. As their claws bit into the ground they began to glow a feint yellow and gold colour, glowing with the heat of the fire. The Red Horn let out a roar of defiance as the Gatling Cannon unloaded point break into the Lightening Saix. The Zoid’s hull shuddered from the impact, shaking visibly as the claw struck just under the weapons holder, the Shadow Fox clipping its right housing. They both landed on the Red Horn, jumped off it and up the rubble, kicking up dust as they jumped over the wall behind Ginger, the woman whooping with the rush of adrenaline.

Cyrus let out his own cheer as he touched the ground, the sand of the desert kicking up behind him as the Shadow Fox sprayed more smoke to cover the three. Cyrus couldn’t hide the grin if he tried as he opened a link to both ladies. “Well done, gals!” Cyrus beamed with joy as the three Zoids roared a challenge to the open skies.

“Cyrus,” Elle said, her voice a bit strained, but a hint of joviality. “I got a lock on Cadmus, perhaps we should return to him. Of course, you can come as well Ginger.”

“Yeah, Ginger, after saving my ass back there I sorta owe you. You were right, I suppose I did give up too easily,”

“What do you mean, Cy?” Ginger mused.

“Didn’t you say I gave up to easily when we were held up?” Ginger’s head gave him a negative shake, and her eyes looked to him with a bit of concern. “But...” Cyrus whispered as he looked to his Zoid controls. “Who...oh forget it. It’s been a hell of a day. Come on, we’ll rendezvous with Cadmus and the Paladins.”

[TheDoctor]

Cadmus watched as the two of them pressed on ahead. Their smaller and faster zoids would have a better chance escaping through the main gate with little problems. The Murasame, however, would have some major difficulties due to the size of the zoid. Sure, it was a fast zoid, but it wasn't as fast as the Saix or Fox.

Nonetheless, both Rigon and Cad pushed as hard as they could to get through the gate in time. He noticed that Cyrus and Elle had encountered danger, but then a Lanstag came to their rescue, and the three of them made it out. Cad let out a sigh of relief. Alright, they made it. That takes some weight off our shoulder.

Cadmus, we still have to get out, don't forget that.

How could I possibly forget that, Rigon?

A military-grade Command Wolf ran next to him. "Genezoid! Exit the zoid and prepare to be-" They shut off the intercom, jumped towards the Wolf, and rotated the massive Murasame Blade to slice off the zoid's leg. It collapsed on the ground, electricity sparking from its leg. Several other military-grade zoids heard the Wolf's distress signal, and they began to fire upon the Liger. Fortunately for Rigon and Cad, Elle, Cyrus, and the Lanstag had taken care of multiple zoids, so there were only a few zoids that stood in their way.

A white Shield Liger ran towards them, and their combined eye noticed the pannels begin to open to deploy the energy shield. They both knew what to do, yet Rigon still grumbled uneasily. I'm sorry, my brother.

The blade of Zi impaled through the Shield Liger's lower half, missing the zoid core so that the zoid would only go into command system freeze. They retracted the blade and continued running, the ground thumping every time that the Murasame landed one of its paws on the ground. The gate was very close now, but it was also rather close to the ground.

This will be a close one, Rigon.

We'll make it, little one. Now run!

They boosted their speed, increasing their run to an all-out sprint. As the gate neared the ground, together they calculated the distance. This is gonna be close. Right when they got to the gate, they crouched low, jumped forward, and landed right under the gate, sliding under it. As they did so, the bottom of the gate caught on the Liger's upper back, scratching it. When the gate it the blade of Zi, however, the Zi sliced through it cleanly. The gate may have been a very thick metal, but Zi was a stronger metal, and the metal of the gate was no match for it. The rest of the Liger made it through without a scratch, and as they stopped sliding, the gate thudded close behind them.

I told you that we would make it, Cadmus

Yeah, but only just. We're lucky that the Alliance pulled all of their zoids back into the city. Those Gojulas that we saw on the way in would've destroyed us in an instant.

Cad exited the zoid core, breathing heavily as he landed on the side of the Liger. Fusing with the core and working with the zoid was a demanding action. It was still dark, for it was just past midnight, and the night wind felt cool on Cad's warm skin. The Liger opened its cockpit, and he climbed inside, covered with sweat. He took of his newly-acquired Paladins jacket and threw it in the space behind the seat.

I picked up signatures of Elle, Cyrus, and the Lanstag. They're headed towards Vega and Curtis. Let's head over there.

Be my guest, Rigon.

The Murasame loped over towards the Snipe Master and the Bear Fighter, who were a safe distance from the city. Curtis came on the intercom and spoke with Cad, confirming that he was alright. As they approached the two Paladins, Cad saw the shadowed outlines the Fox, Saix, and Lanstag. He connected to them with the intercom.

"You all got out alright, I assume? Vega and Curtis have something important to discuss with me. Gimme a couple minutes, and I'll reconnect and we'll hear the details." He disconnected from them, then he jumped out of the Liger and walked over to where Vega and Curtis were standing.

"What the hell happened back there? and what happened to Michael? I thought he was getting out as well."

[valkoordb]

Seth slowed the car once he had gotten far away from Neo Haven. He opened a channel on the frequency he and Daichi had prepared. "Daichi, do you read me?" He asked.

"Yes. Why did you lety the bombs go off? Daichi growled. "We agreed we wouldn't actually let anyone get hurt!"

"Yes and you also said you would never lie to me, but for ten years you never told me I was a Genozoid." Seth said in an accusing tone.

"You never asked." was Daichi's response. "How did you find out? Did a zoid probe your mind! Daichi growled at this.

"Your going to pull that? Really? Ugh never mind. As to why I let the bombs go off I lost my head. My dad decided to tell me the truth at 11:57" Seth said in reply. "And no Zoid probed my mind, I'm never around Zoids, except you of obviously. Hey Daichi, at my current speed whats my ETA to your position." Seth asked.

"One hour. You want me to head in your direction?" Daichi asked.

"No, I want time to take any trackers my dad may have on these parts off, and attach the parts to you. Your getting a new E-shield Daichi. Your going to be a full Shield Liger again." Seth got a smile on his face as Daichi purred over the channel and put the pedal to the floor. "And I'm going to be a Zoid pilot!" Seth couldn't contain his excitement.

[Soulio]

Walking along the desert hills, Dairn and his Zoid Rajert look around for any buildings or people.
"Rajert, I think were doomed." Dairn announced.
"No. There's a place about four hours from here." Rajert said.
"Oh joy. Let's hope I don't die of dehydration then." Dairn said as he began walking.
"Ok, here's another. Two Nanoids walk into a bar..."

[Ushima]

"Cad. Michael stayed behind to help more Genezoids get out." Vega said. "He won't be joining us for awhile."

"Hey, I'm getting vid feeds from other Paladins in the city." Curtis said, setting down a portable computer. "One of them has a lock on the boss."

"Bring it up Curtis." Vega ordered. After Curtis hit a few buttons Michael's image came up on screen.

~

"Everyone come on this way! Let's go!" Michael yelled, guiding Genezoids into the hangar and into transports. Something off screen caught his eye and he turned and fired. The muzzle flashed on the screen, then stopped. Michael glanced on at his gun. "I'm out of rubber bullets!"

"Here!" Another soldier tossed him a clip. "Last mag! Make it count." The group continued to fire, but then all movement slowed. They stopped firing, seemed to be mezmerized by something. "What is that?"

The camera angle shifted, showing a unknown zoid in the background, attacking a military zoid. "Switch to live ammo!" Michael yelled as copies of the zoid appeared. Bullets flew but attacks, of any kind, seemed ineffective. A Gojulas Giga came down and a firery explosion filled the screen. Once it was clear it showed Michael kneeling on the ground next to a downed soldier, he was helping a medic, his hands and face were bloody. "Come on man stay with me!"



~

"Shut it off Curtis." The teen did so. "Seems a terrorist attack isn't the only thing going on. We need to get somewhere safe We're heading to our capital. Michael said he'd meet us there."

"Don't worry, we'll see him again." Curtis said, moving toward his Bear. "He's to stubborn to die." Both Genezoids got in their zoids, waiting for Cad to get into his before leaving.

[Green Lantern]

Ego appeared at Haxxor's town the next morning to meet up with the two. Haxxor was confused, unaware of where E was. This was the day he learned his best friend was not a real person. It was also this day that Haxxor determined he would indeed be a virgin forever. But! This day served no major purpose other than making Haxxor look like a loser.

Well, that wasn't entirely true. He did install the parts to his Iron King and officially join up with Spectral Inc. There was that... But other than that, there was nothing. Well, of course other than Ego and him spending some time analyzing the unknown data, but that didn't really provide anything useful. And one more thing! No, that was the last of it, nevermind.

The next day was quite different however; it was started with quite an interesting little message.

Snow sat at her computer, reading off the message from Neo Haven. "E, you getting this?" Her voice went only to the laptop itself and was quickly responded by a text reading:Yea, cool story bro. Analyzing things but yes, I saw it.

They ended up leaving later that day. They needed to get to the secondary HQ and meet up with their fellow members. This message was for them two.

They continued on, trudging through the sand. "Do you know where you're going, E?! I don't think this is the right way!" Ego's voice buzzed through on her speakers. "Yes, these are the right directions Snow, calm down. It seems forever because you've never actually gone there."

The sound of explosions and shooting could be heard through the speakers too. Haxxor continued clicking away on his keypad set up, adding to the background noise. "You guys suck... Why do I have to pilot while you two play games? This is bullshit."

[Ketsora]

Elle's heart was still racing after the Raptors, since her days as a courrier had gotten her a little rusty with the full spectrum that came with fighting. Besides all of that, she was confused as to why the general population was suspecting her, well, genezoids of being terrorists. Humans were the ones they needed to be keeping an eye on, always have been and always will be. People set off bombs and tried to injure as many life forms; zoids, humans and genezoids as they possibly could in the process. That's not to say that they're all out to put cracks in the earth, Elle relented, thinking on Cyrus's kindness and Ginger's dedication and courage in her return.

The group of them approached Cad, who she had found on her radar, but Elle and Sirex pulled ahead, allowing the pilots of the Saix and the Lanstag to have a moment of their own. Elle was still feeling a bit uneasy about the restaurant incident, and it didn't help any that the only resolution it really came to was a round of bombs going off and rattling the city. She clenched her fists tightly and Sirex hummed.

Are you feeling well?

Dandy. I had just forgotten to mention to Cyrus that I'm a genezoid, and now it seems that half of the city is going to be against Cad and me. It's just different, is all.

Sirex made his understanding known, and Elle responded to Cadmus's call, "Sure thing, Cad. I'll pray it's good news after all of this." She wasn't sure if there could be any good intel regarding the attack, but it seemed to be in good taste to make the effort to hope for it anyway. She turned the Shadow Fox to face Cyrus's Lightening Saix and asked, "You're okay, though, right?" Elle also returned the sentiment towards Ginger, not wanting to disrespect the pilot who helped them out.

[TheDoctor]

Cad watched the screen with wide eyes. That zoid...what is it? I've never seen such a beast before! Do you recognize it, Rigon?

I've never seen it before. I'm just as clueless as you are.

"We're heading to our capital. Michael said he'd meet us there."

The genezoid capital? All that way? "You're headed for Zyphron? You guys realize that it will take us weeks, maybe even months to reach it?" Cad shook his head in disbelief. "I don't know...don't you think that that is a bit far?" He sighed. "Let me speak with Elle and Cyrus about this."

As he walked towards their zoids he mentally reconnected with Rigon. What do you think, buddy?

I think that we don't have a choice. You are a Paladin now. We need to go with them. If what they say is true, then Michael is expecting us at Zyphron. I don't want to make the trip, but I will do so nonetheless.

Thanks Rigon. I can't tell you how much I appreciate your support, I really can't.

You flatter me, little one. It is the least I can do.

Cad motioned for Elle and Cyrus to exit their zoids, and then made the same motion towards the Lanstag pilot. He had to speak with them.

As they approached, Cad filled them in on the situation, telling them everything that he knew about what happened back at Neo Haven and what Vega, Curtis, and himself were planning to do. He let out his breath as he finished.

"So what do you two want to do? You are welcome to come." He then turned to the Lanstag pilot. It was the busty mechanic that he had seen at Dust Town. His face turned slightly red as his thoughts once again betrayed him. Rigon growled in amusement.

"Thank you for assisting us in our escape. We probably couldn't have done it without you. I don't think that we've met. My name is Cadmus." He extended his hand to shake hers, sharing a feeling of welcome to her that he hoped was mutual.

[Ushima]

"He's right. It'd take about a months to get there." Curtis said, packing up his monitor.

"True." Vega agreed. "But not if we take the shortcut."

"Wait you want to take them there? I thought we'd keep it a secret?" Curtis said.

"Desperate times my young friend." Vega brought up a holographic map. "In order to get to the city we'd have to go around this entire mountain range. But taking Devil's Canyon we can cut our travel time down to three weeks, two and a half if we push it."

"Hm so it's either a boring month long trip or a shortcut canyon possibly litered with wild zoids." Curtis crossed his arms, a smug look on his face. "I'm down for the latter."

"I figured you might be. Seems Michael has rubbed off on you a little." The two senior Paladins approached their newest member. "Cadmus. We've decided to take a shortcut to the Capital. We can cut down the travel time from a month to about three weeks, two if we hurry. Only problem is that there's a danger to it." Vega looked over the three others with Cadmus, Elle Cyrus and Ginger. "You three are welcome to come along as well." Vega really hoped they would, the more zoids they had the easier it'd be to fight off an attack if it came.

"I just hope Michael doesn't get lost trying to find Devil's Canyon." Curtis laughed. "Man can memorize mission details, long access codes, disarm bombs and how to disassemble a ton of different weapons but the entrance to the Canyon still confuses him."

[valkoordb]

Seth arrived at Daichi's location. He didn't say a word there wasn't much time. He simply gave a curt nod ad got to work. He began attaching part after part, starting with the E-shield. Seth was not expert at this, but he knew the basics. He worked for about an hour straight not a word being exchanged. (They were both still Knida miffed at eachother) After an hour though Daichi spoke.

"You need to rest little one. You can't take this heat long. Please rest for a moment." Daichi said this in a apologetic pleding tone, not his typical athoratative tone.

"I would if it were normal cercumstnces, but we don't know when someone will be sent after me and we have to have you ready to fight if someone shows up. I can tak it Daichi, don't worry. Anyway as of now your E-shield is up, along with a few pretty good weapons. Like you said though, nothing in the area of heavy artileary. You have a radar jammer, a scanner for yourself, and a cloaking shield. I still have a few more things to attach and then we can head out. Would you mind running you Radar to pick up anything in the area." Seth finished this with a bit of heavy breathing. It was pretty dang hot. Seth went back to work grabbing out the most expensive part he had stolen. Something to fix Daichi's broken EMP.

"Seth, I have something. A zoid and it's not far. Daichi said. "It is heading in our direction. ETA thirty minutes. Can you have that EMP opperationl by then?

"I sure as hell have to try you have no real wapons yet." seth got back to work then wonderng what was heading there way...

[Soulio]

"Oh finally! Here we are." Dairn said as he truged through the sand toward the person kneeling beside a Zoid.
"Hello? Can you spare some water? Hello?" He called as he got closer to the person.
"I don't think whoever that is is going to help." Rajert told Dairn.
"Yeah. Because people are ASSHOLES!" He yelled so whoever it was could hear him.

[valkoordb]

Seth looked up from his from his blow torch. Dang someone is here Daichi. he said through their mental connection. While Seth had been working on the EMP, Daichi had been teaching Seth to connect mentally with him.

"I know little one. However they don't look to be militray. Be wary though they could be a Merc."

"I know Daichi. Lets start with being friendly, try and cover the truck from their site. I'll go get them somewater, and maybe they will leave us alone." Seth grabbed one of his many water bottles, andwalked over to the man and his zoiid. "Need some water? Here." Seth threw the water to the man once he was closer. "You know it's not to smart to insult somebody when you are asking for something." Seth said to the man. "If your heading to Neo Haven your nearly there. It's about two hours that way." Seh pointed to whee he had just come from. sending the man into the lions den. "If not I can give you another bottle for the road. I have some repairs to do." Seth said hoping the man would leave him to his repairs.

[Zantetsuken]

“Devil’s canyon?” Cyrus and Ginger said at the exact moment. Their voices were pained with knowledge that nobody else knew, even to other as the Lightening Saix behind Cyrus rumbled lowly, as if unhappy with some unknown threat. The two gave each other a confused look, as the tone they used matched the others but, after that they disclosed nothing more.

Devil’s Canyon is where I avenged my wife... Cyrus thought angrily, his brow narrowing in a dirty trip down memory lane. He didn’t realize he was gripping his pendant tightly until the softest of touches from Elle brought him back.

Devil’s Canyon was where my father’s trashed Zoid was from. It’s where I found and buried his body... Ginger’s face became hollowed with grief. Her eyes watered, but no tears came as the emotions turned to bitterness, swallowing her breath and letting out a huff. It was Cadmus who looked to her to make her realize there were others watching.

“Sounds dandy,” Cyrus mused looking back to Elle and smiling to her. “Just as long as the Muramasa Liger doesn’t mind being in cramped quarters,” Cyrus said attempting to tell a joke to Cadmus. The newly ordained Paladin gave him a less than enthused smile, and Cyrus felt a twinge of guilt for picking on him.

“Yeah, like a walk down memory lane,” Ginger replied with a forced smile as she turned back to her Lanstag and headed for it. Cyrus escorted Elle back to her Shadow Fox, watching her get in and admiring the view a bit longer than necessary as he shook his head and turned to the Saix that lowered itself for the pilot. He paused before hoping in. The Saix lately hadn’t been this responsive to his personality. It replied when he spoke, but lately it had been acting on its own, with his best interest in mind at the moment, but still...

Ginger ran the Lanstag next to the Muramasa as the Shadow Fox and the Lightening Saix followed the Bear flyer forwards as scouts while the slower Zoids began the long trundle to their destination. Ginger watched Cyrus trot away with that golden eyed harlot. She didn’t like Elle. Not that there was a rational reason. There wasn’t. Cyrus was welcome to show his affection for anyone he wanted. She would merely...hate that person if it wasn’t her. That was all, she mused with a smile. Cadmus’ Liger stooped next to her, stretching back and forth like a feline and Ginger let out a giggle looking to the big cat.

“What?” Cadmus’ voice came over the vox channel. Ginger switched to a private connection and let out another laugh.

“It’s like a big ‘ol Kitty!” she cooed. “I want to pet it!” She placed her hand against the glass, petting the beast as it finished stretching.

“Here that pal, you’re just a big lazy house cat,” Cadmus teased to his Zoid. The creature let out a roar of disapproval and Ginger grinned. They trotted forwards in silence for the moment, their Zoids keeping pace as they reflected on personal thoughts. The two had left the channel open and after twenty minutes Cadmus coughed loudly to get Ginger’s attention.

“Why did Devil’s Canyon spook you?” Cadmus asked politely.
~~~
“ Why?” Cyrus clarified to Elle as the Shadow Fox’s full trot easily kept pace with the Lightening Saix. “Devil’s Canyon and I have a bit of history.”

“If this is a sore topic, Cyrus, I won’t pry. I was merely curious,” Elle’s angelic like voice replied. Cyrus shook his head in disapproval.

“No, it’s okay. You see...I think it was six or so years ago. I used to belong to a village, and I was head of the police force. We had about twenty Rev Raptors, and this Lightening Saix. We organized a raid to stop the local bandits from assaulting us once and for all. Turns out, we had a traitor who sold out for protection and money. Bastard got hit by a Gun Sniper in the combat, and was killed. So there was that. But my plan...my ambitions to end the endless strife, were shot down one Zoid at a time.”

“I’m sorry for your loss,” Elle whispered.

“It’s not even that,” Cyrus muttered, a bit of guilt in his tone. “I miss them, I do, but there deaths don’t plague my soul. We knew what were getting into. We knew the stakes. It was war after all. Any Zoid Pilot knows that a battle could kill them. You accept this. But...there was one death I refused to accept...” Cyrus opened the gear shaped locket and looked down to the picture of the green haired beauty.

“My wife,” Cyrus whispered. Elle’s voice was silent, but her breathing belied her understanding at the realization of what that locket meant to him. Soon the visions swarmed of the times he looked to it, the causal dismissing of his dreams and goals. Everything made sense now. “We had escaped into a canyon. And we were sleeping there. It was cold so I made sure to give my coat to my wife. Heh...we found an activity to keep us warm, though.” Cyrus’ cheeks turned red and Elle let out an impish sigh of amusement. The two Zoids kept pace as the Saix let out a soft, pleasure filled purr. Cyrus petted the consol and looked to the Shadow Fox.

“In the morning,” Cyrus whispered softly...

~~~

“My father was dead,” Ginger whispered softly. “His Gun Sniper was trashed, and sold for parts at Dust Town. His body was left to rot in the desert to vultures. I found him. I guess his spirit was guiding me or something, I really don’t know how I did, but Cadmus I had to find him!” Ginger pleaded.

“And you did...” Cadmus whispered respectively. Ginger painfully smiled as she looked outwards to the desert. “Ginger...that must have been...I’m,”

“Oh sugar it’s nothing now,” Ginger replied with a laugh. “I mean, it is,” she admitted. “But it’s not going to hold me back anymore,” Ginger said with determination. “But I’ll tell you what, Cad,” her tone darkened with deadly intent. “If I find my father’s killer; Hell itself won’t be able to stop me from ripping their legs out and beating them to within an inch of their life with them. Then I’ll impale them on a pole right in front of my father’s grave and let them slide themselves to death looking at their crimes head on. Then maybe,” Ginger mused. “I’ll sleep at night.”

“Ginger!” Cyrus’ voice came through to the open Vox. “We need your radar. And Michael, gather the Paladins...the Wild Zoids seem to be...enthusiastic. Gustav’s and Command Wolves with tracer rounds. Must be forgotten war models!” Cyrus let out a curse of words. “You alright Elle? Jesus how many of them do you see up there, Vega...or was it Curtis...oh hell just report dammit!”

And without further words the group of Zoids entered into an earth eating trot as they raced to the action.

[TheDoctor]

The sun was still down as they started the long trek towards Devil's Canyon. Cad, who had been nodding off due to the events of that day and the evacuation from Neo Haven, was fully awake as Ginger told her story.

I know of the same feelings that Ginger has. If I found the bandits that killed Mom and took Dad-

You would run, Cadmus. You cannot face that many bandits and live. You shared with me the memories that you had of the attack. Their numbers are too high.

You don't get it, do you Rigon?! You never met Mom OR Dad, and you never knew what they meant to me! How can you expect me to forget about my losses and let them go when you've never experienced something like that?!

DO NOT TEST ME, LITTLE ONE. I experienced more pain than you could ever imagine ever since my body developed from the zoid core! When I found you, I was insane, and I demanded revenge for the actions of the genezoids. I was able to get over that, and now look what we have become! Closer than brothers!

Then how do I get over this need for revenge?!

Not by throwing your life away to a horde of bandits! You are my partner, Cadmus. We are one. I cannot imagine what your loss would do to me.

That renderred Cad silent. Rigon's last thoughts had wiped his memory of any argument that he had to give Rigon.

...ok Rigon. I shall do my best.

That is all I ask for, little one.

Suddenly, Cyrus' transmission came through. Cad grumbled to himself. "Well, I guess he decided to leave stupid ol' Cadmus out. I mean, who CARES what Cadmus thinks? As long as Elle is ok, who gives a DAMN about Cadmus?" Rigon growled a warning at Cad's sarcasm-bleeding comment as Cad leaned forward to take the controls and-

Wait, did I just lean forward for the controls? Somethings doesn't feel right... Then he remembered that Cyrus had adjusted the seat to comfortably sit him with Elle on his lap. He had been comfortable all this way with Cryus' seat adjustment, and he hadn't even noticed it! Oh right. He had to move the seat for their little lovemaking session.

Cadmus! Control yourself!

Fine, fine... Cad grumbled to himself as he adjusted the seat to his preferred settings, and he grabbed the controls. It felt right again. He called over to the others with his intercom as the Liger began to accelerate.

"Cad here, reporting for duty."

[Soulio]

"Broken Zoid? I can help. For the water." Dairn said as he took the bottle of water and sipped from it so as to not throw it back up.
"And thanks for the water. And I'm not going to Neo Haven. I saw what happened."

[valkoordb]

"No it's fine really. I'm nearly done, and I've got all the tools and parts I need." Seth wanted the man to stay away wanted to get the EMP up blast him and get out of there, but he couldn't. "What do you mean you saw what happened there?" Seth asked in an unkowing tone. He was going to play stupid like he had been here all day fixing his broken zoid, and had no contact with anyone. Plus if Seth could keep this guy busy he could get Daichi's EMP up an running. If he did that the Shield Liger could easily take this other man, and his zoid.

[Soulio]

"An explosion. If anything, I'd be going around the city."
(I'm on my mobile, I can't do italics) "Dairn, he has something in there. We need to get away" Rajert warned Dairn mentally.
"Do you know what it is?"
"No, but its something bad."
"So your telling me that you didn't hear nor see an explosion that's not but two hours away from you? I find that hard to believe. I mean, I heard it through a radio transmission. And you didn't hear it with your own ears? You deaf?

[Ushima]

"I see your friends decided to join us Cadmus," Vega said back to their rookie. "Good. We might need the help." Vega switched over to a private channel to talk with Curtis. "The two humans, they didn't respond well when we mentioned Devil's Canyon."

"It's a scary place." Curtis said. "Remember the time we got ambushed by Elephanders?"

"Yes I remember. We'd have been toast without Michael's Anti-Zoid Cannon." Vega messed with some settings. "Or the time Iron Kongs were throwing boulders at us?"

"If I recall correctly your amazing sniper abilities brought us out of that one." Curtis chuckled before letting out a loud yawn. "Damn I'm tired."

"We haven't slept in twenty hours." Vega reopened a channel to the others. "We've been traveling about three hours now and I think it's time we get some....nevermind. Gear up Curtis."

"This'll be easy." Curtis' missle pods on his zoid opened. "I'll end this in one go." Eight missles launched from the Bear Fighter, rising high above the enemy zoidz. Those missles then split into four pieces each and rained down on the advancing zoids, laying waste to them. "Well then that takes care of that. What were you saying Vega?"

"Not done yet." A shot from Vega's high powered tail cannon downed a zoid sneaking up on Curtis. "Ok, now we're done. And I was saying we make camp over there." The group moved into this rock formation and set up camp. "Elle, Cadmus." Vega said, lighting a fire for them. "You two take first watch. In a couple hours wake me and Curtis up and we'll switch with you." With that everyone entered their tents. "It's been a long day."

"So much crap is happened. No worried from Michael." Curtis said.

"He'll show up when we least expect it." Vega said, taking off his glasses. "Knowing him he'll make some grand entrance. Now get to sleep."

[Zantetsuken]

“If it’s really all the same to everyone else, I’ll take first watch with Cadmus. Elle’s been up longer than I have, and with the Liger, any danger won’t be much a problem for me,” Cyrus said to Vega. He watched as the Liger trotted forwards with Ginger in tow. “Besides, the ladies need their beauty rest, otherwise they get grouchy.”

“Don’t you know it,” Ginger giggled as the Lanstag moved closer to the Shadow Fox. “Besides, some girl time may be just the thing. Don’t work yourself to raw, Cy,” Ginger said. “If you get...cramps...you can come and see me. I’ll take all the pain away.”

“And possibly my dignity,” Cyrus mumbled, the Saix letting out a low rumble of a chuckle. He approached closer to Cadmus, seeing the boys exhausted from clear as day in the video that spooled up between them. He began to wonder if he looked as beaten to hell as Cad did. “Come on, we can run the left and cover the area in a wide sweep-“

“I know how to run a night watch,” Cadmus blurted, his own eyes opening a little at the abrasiveness in his voice. Yet he didn’t exactly back down either as he fidgeted in his seat to get more comfortable. The Liger and the Saix both rumbled to one another. Cyrus felt an uncomfortable tension in the air between them, but with a shallow smile, and a gesture for the Liger to lead he spoke with sincerity.

“My apologies, Pal,” Cyrus grinned as he followed behind the Liger. “You take point.”

[TheDoctor]

Cad made a satisfied snort as Curtis and Vega made short work of the approaching zoids. Well, they sure showed Cyrus how to REALLY handle zoids like that. He was growing exponentially more and more grumpy as the minutes of the night wore on, and although he needed sleep, he denied it.

As they set up their camp in the place that Vega suggested, Cad kept a sharp eye on Cyrus as he helped Elle set up her tent. What is with him? He doesn't even look anywhere close to her age! Then Cad glanced over at Ginger, who had set up her own tent with no problems and was giving similar glances at Cyrus. Well, she certainly isn't afraid of hiding anything. Cad approached a makeshift fire pit that Vega had set up. The man was currently trying to light a fire, and soon he was successful.

"Elle, Cadmus. You two take first watch. In a couple hours wake me and Curtis up and we'll switch with you."

For the first time since they left Neo Haven, Cad felt his heart jump. Well, look at that. Isn't that convenient. I'll finally have some time to talk with her away from-

“If it’s really all the same to everyone else, I’ll take first watch with Cadmus. Elle’s been up longer than I have, and with the Liger, any danger won’t be much a problem for me. Besides, the ladies need their beauty rest, otherwise they get grouchy.”

Well, fuck me. Cad groaned to himself and rubbed his eyes. The bastard weasled me out of it once again. Standing up from his spot on the ground that he was sitting on and feeling his stiff knees pop, Cad stretched back and hopped in the open cockpit of the Murasame Liger that was crouched on the ground. Well look at this, Rigon. We have first watch with CYRUS. Fun stuff, right?

He recieved no reply except for a low growl. As the Liger stood, Cad kept his cockpit open to feel the cool night breeze against his face. As he did so, the Saix walked up next to him with its cockpit open as well.

“Come on, we can run the left and cover the area in a wide sweep-“

“I know how to run a night watch.” What, does he think that he knows more than I do because he thinks I'm a kid? Just like EVERYONE does?

“My apologies, Pal. You take point.”

Cad grunted in response, closed the cockpit, and moved in front of the Saix. These are going to be the longest hours of my life.

[Zantetsuken]

Cyrus had to admit that he had better conversations with a wall. A stupid wall at least had all the emotions of the infinite void. Yet with Cadmus it had been passive aggressive banter, and several short transmission bursts to locate the other as they went down separate forked canyons. It was annoying dealing with the boy, and Cyrus would usually just talk to him, figure out the problem, and move on. Yet with all that was going on he didn’t feel like catering to the brat. He was obviously upset about something Cyrus did, but the mercenary didn’t frankly care.

“Cyrus, I’m coming around the corner,” Cadmus yawned. The mercenary looked to his radar and shook his head. It wasn’t like he couldn’t detect the larger Zoid. The Liger loomed towards him and he felt the stress cloud his better judgment as he toyed with the idea of finding a targeting solution upon the new Paladin. Yet he shook his head and used his better judgment.

“Roger that,” Cyrus replied. Within moments the Liger showed itself before Cyrus, stretching itself. “Oh, is the kitty tired?” Cyrus teased. Cadmus made to retort, but for some reason the vox cut out and the transmission was lost. Instead, the Liger roared, but as usual they just moved onwards. The two continued their silence as Cyrus looked out to the lines of the rocky terrain above them. While not in any deep canyon, they were nearing some ruins, and that was reason to keep his eyes peeled.

“Keep your eyes peeled,” Cyrus said to his Saix, which purred in response.

“No, I just thought I’d shut my eyes and listen for enemy Zoids,” Cadmus muttered. Cyrus’ eyes turned to the communication channel, and Cyrus boosted his transmission to outer Vox, just to make sure the boy couldn’t misinterpret him.

“Hey, whatever stick you decided to shove firmly between both your legs to scratch that itch to try being a douchebag out needs to get ripped out real quick or I’ll come and do it myself, you little shit,” The Liger’s movements stopped abruptly.

“Me? I'm the douchebag? Who’s the wannabe hero who’s throwing himself at Elle’s feet and being the Knight in Shining armour when she’s perfectly capable of taking care of herself? Who’s the one who keeps finding unique ways to stick himself with her all by himself and then prevent others from moving in?” Cadmus’ voice got higher and higher as days of pent up stress managed to creep out into venom as Cyrus’ breath got more ragged and annoyed as he took it. “You aren’t even wanted here! You’re only here cause you’re the spineless coward trying to find any reason to hide from Ginger! Looking to go two for two with Elle?”

“Who the hell do you think you are?” Cyrus blared out angrily. “Is this what this is all about? Your prebubecent urges towards Elle? All your angst and passive aggressive bullshit is because you...you are jealous of me?” Cyrus began to laugh at the absurdity of it all.

“I’m not jealous of you!” Cadmus shrieked.

“Bullshit! It all makes sense now!” Cyrus continued to laugh at him. “You’re just mad that I’ve actually had my balls drop and also the know how to use them and ask Elle out to dinner.” Cyrus felt his choler rise as he gripped the controls tightly and shaking with rage. The Saix reciprocated the emotions at it let out an angry growl that the Liger returned with a warning growl. With the stress of the day, and his better judgment snapping like a twig he decided to go on the attack. “You know that I would have sealed the deal too,” he snapped. “How would you like that, Cadmus? Me and Elle, heading to a hotel, and when they ask for how many beds I give them a shit eating grin and say just one, right in front of you!”

“You’re a bastard,” Cadmus whispered darkly.

“And you think just because you’re a Genzoid in a Liger that you’re all that? Huh, hotshot Paladin?” Cyrus had a flash of the time he met Cadmus, and his grin turned more twisted. “How many years were you a Blue Guard before you got it into your skull you didn’t make the cut and begged on the coattails of the paladins to let you in?”

Now it was the two Zoids who roared at the other, as the Liger lowered on its front paws, splayed out to either side in challenge as the sword glowed with a dark yellow aura. The Lightening Saix tensed its legs, claws glowing in readiness as the Autocannon tracked to the Muramasa.

“You think you’re some hotshot mercenary?” Cadmus retorted with a laugh. “You’re just a low-life; no better than a bandit in sheep’s clothing.” Cyrus’ Lightening Saix took a step forwards, which the Muramasa Liger met with a careful slithering of the front paws. “You don’t want to mess with me and Rigon, Cyrus. Best back down.”

“I’m not scared of some green brat who’s wet behind the ears. You wanna settle this like a man? Grow the hell up Cadmus and show me what you got, boy”

Cadmus’ Liger rushed forwards, sword arm swinging sharply. Cyrus’ eyes widened, his raddled sleep deprived brain quickly realizing that if he was in any other Zoid, any at all, he’d be cleaved in the right foot, and collapsed into a command freeze. He would have grossly stepped out of line, and been at the mercy of the Paladin.

But he wasn’t in any other Zoid. He was in his own.

The leg coils sprang into life in the rear legs, the chassis darting up and to the left, rolling on the ground and avoiding the swing. When the Zoid came back up to its feet it sprang into action, swiftly charging to the blind spot of the Liger as the sword moved to cover its exposed flank as the Liger chewed the earth to switch about face to the threat. With a roar the two Zoids exchanged pleasantries as the Saix did a neutral jump, lifting high in the air. The Sword moved upwards to try and cleave him in twain, but the front Strike Claw Laser on the right leg parried the blow, the Saix landing with the left paw slamming into the neck of the Liger, shoving it down on the ground forcing it to bend to Cyrus.

The two video’s shined in the dimly lit light of the night air, and Cyrus breathed heavily as he looked to Cadmus. Both men’s eyes were filled with pent up frustrations as they looked to the other. “Stand down, boy, you’re in over your head. I got more years of experience than you fighting. Take a lesson from your elders and-“ Cyrus never did finish that remark, it was difficult when his Zoid was tumbling to the left of the Liger. The Sword arm swung and slammed the flat edge of the blade against the Lightening Saix’s torso, sending him sprawling.

The Liger jumped at him, roaring as its mouth went for the Saix’s Jugular. Cyrus was unaware he imputed the command as a ‘dead eye’ rocket propelled fragmentation grenade caught the Liger in the chin and shunted it aside. With no more than a vicious paint scar for a wound, the Liger roared as Cyrus looked to his controls.

I’m good, I’m damn good, but not thatgood. There’s no way I could have loaded a safer grenade AND fired it. Cadmus should have had me...

The Saix roared at the Liger, the cannon on the shoulders trained on the blade of Muramasa instead of the Liger. Cyrus knew why, it was smarter to shunt the blade away than try to defeat the beast. He was far more agile, and to parry the blows was all he needed to get in. But the fact remained that nagged at him. I shouldn’t be able to keep up with his Liger’s blade. That’s far too precise timing for a mere human...hell even a Genezoid to do.

“You cooled off yet, Cadmus?” Cyrus bitterly called out. “Or do you still need to vent your Temper Tantrum like a little kid?”

[TheDoctor]

“You cooled off yet, Cadmus? Or do you still need to vent your Temper Tantrum like a little kid?”

Cad's exhaustion had simply vanished as soon as Cyrus had made his comment on Elle. He was fed up with this punk who thought he could say any damn thing that came to his mind. The little fight that they had had only increased Cad's urges to slice the Saix in half. He was beyond pissed at this point.

But the last move that Cyrus had made had surprised Cad. How was he able to do that? It was way too fast! Then he grunted, rolled his shoulders back, and felt Rigon growl in satisfaction. But if that's all he has, then he's a dead man.

I grow tired of him as well, Cadmus. Let's finish this. My shock cannons will not be able to hit him from far away, for he his much too nimble. You know what to do.

That I do. Let me give him a little something to think about first.

"You listen here, you little shit. You call me a kid one more time and I'll skewer you on this blade. Do you really think that Elle would EVER want a piece of slime like you? You have to be almost TWICE her age! You're a fucking pervert!" The Liger shifted, moving down to a crouching position. "Now, I'm fucking sick and tired of hearing your words that have no merit at all. Do you REALLY want to try this with me?"

Cad heard a cocky chuckle over the intercom. He better not...I'm ready Rigon.

As am I, little one.

"I don't know, Cad. She did seem to enjoy it when she was on top of me in the Liger. She probably wants to do it again! But maybe a bit...deeper this time...what do you think kid?"

As soon as he heard the words leave Cyrus' mouth, Cad was already unbuckled and the cockpit was open. Yelling, Cad flew into the air and dissolved into a ball of blue energy, which then propelled itself back down to the Liger. As Cad fused with the Liger, the cockpit closed, and the zoid roared, its joints glowing with a faint blue light.

He's finished.

The two moved as one, sprinting towards the Saix at a much faster speed than a normal Murasame Liger could run. The sword on its back rotated to the right and pointed forwards as they prepared to impale the Saix. As expected, it dodged to the left on the opposite side of the Liger and tried to shoot the Liger's side with its cannons.

But the Liger had already turned. Using its momentum, it had swung its backside away so that the Liger was facing the Saix. The shots hit the ground uselessly. The Liger charged again, sword rotating to the other side to hit the Saix. This time, the Saix shot the sword and jumped to the side where the sword had been knocked away, and it prepared to leap at the Liger's open side with its Strike Laser Claw.

NOW RIGON!

Just after the Saix shot the sword, the Liger jumped. This jump, however, was angled slightly to the left- the side that the Saix was jumping towards. As the Liger jumped, it unleashed as many shots from the triple shock cannon on its belly upon the Saix, which was becoming closer and closer as they flew towards it. The shots landed around the Saix, and several of them came extremely close to hitting it, rocking the zoid with explosions. The Saix, which had to change the direction that it was going to jump, hesitated ever so slightly. This is when the Liger made its move.

The Strike Laser Claw on the Liger was charged, and as it approached the Saix in the air, it swiped at it. The hit was almost impossible to dodge, even for a Lightning Saix...

But the Saix had dodged it. Mostly, that is. The Laser Claw had glanced the Saix as it leaped backwards with unbelievable reflexes, leaving three gashes on its side that had pierced its armor. The wounds glowed yellow, sparking from broken wires. It was not a major injury, but it would've satisfied Cad had that been his intentions.

How the HELL did he dodge that?! There is NO WAY that a human OR a genezoid could've dodged that!!

"You call that a HIT, kitty cat? That was pathetic, Cad. Hit me with something that can actually do some damage. If you can, that is." With that, the Saix turned and ran in the other direction.

That little bitch. His zoid is DEFINITELY suffering from that wound. He's bluffing. As Cad had predicted, when the Saix ran, it was a little bit slower. This, however, did not enable the Murasame to catch up to him. Not by a longshot. The Saix was still much faster than the Liger.

"What, have you had enough, Cyrus? Or are you scared that I'll fuck up your zoid again?" The Liger picked up a sprint again, chasing the Saix as it ran away. "Turn and face me like the man you wish you were!!"

They ran through the canyon, taking twists and turns with no caution whatsoever. Cad and Rigon glimpsed the Saix again, and then it made a turn. This continued again and again as the Saix got further and further away. Finally, as the Liger made another turn, they looked down the canyon and couldn't see the Saix. It was gone.

By this time, both of them were hurting. Cad believed that a good pilot should be as strong as his zoid, and he was in very good physical shape. But after the run from Neo Haven and the chase after the Saix, both of them were clouded by exhaustion.

They didn't see the Saix coming from the top of the canyon.

The Saix landed on them from above, knocking the exhausted zoid down with the Saix on top of it and slashing its claws into the Liger's side. This time, the trick with the broadside of the blade didn't work, for the Saix kept the sword down with one paw. Instead, the Liger grabbed the Saix's hind leg with its jaws, pulled it off balance, and threw it away with great strength with a jerk of its head. The Saix slammed into the canyon wall with great force and landed on the ground as the Liger gained its footing.

Both zoids stood glaring at each other, electricity sparking from the sides of both zoids. Low growls came from both zoids as they circled each other.

"You thought that trick would work, didn't you Cyrus? But no. Running away from a fight will NEVER work. Now, are you ready to ACTUALLY fight me?"

"I'm only getting started Cad!"

Both exhausted zoids were about to leap at each other, but then a thought crept into Cad's head as his adrenaline slightly faded.

"Wait Cyrus, STOP! I think we are forgetting something." Cad fused out of the zoid, and the cockpit opened again to accept the flying ball of light. It closed as soon as Cad was inside, and he turned on his video to look at Cyrus as he regained his body.

"Where the hell are we?"

[Zantetsuken]

“Looking for an easy out?” Cyrus muttered as he scanned the terrain. “I’ve been monitoring our progress and the terrain since we started, Cadmus, we’re in safe waters. But if you forgot your swim wings back with your cartoon lunch box at mommies then we can stop what we’re doing.”

“No, Cyrus,” Cadmus interjected, his voice straining with pleading for the mercenary to understand him. “This area...it’s not coming up on the GPS. I don’t even know how we got here!”

“Well you were running your mouth off at me and thought you were a better Zoid pilot just because you can hide inside your Liger,” Cyrus mused. Both Zoids began to scan the terrain as Cadmus let out a laugh of indignity.

“Me hiding? Who’s the big tough guy who runs away after getting ripped into pieces?”

“Strategy,” Cyrus replied coolly. “Is a grown up thing we adults do in combat. Having the most muscles doesn’t mean you’re better than anyone, Cad. I heard this saying over and over, and now I at long last get it.” Cyrus taunted.

“Oh, and what saying is that?” The venom dripping from the Genezoid’s mouth may as well have been true acid, such was the sarcasm coming from the boy.

“Effort doesn’t equal victory, dumbass!” Cyrus replied hotly. The Saix made to report something, letting out a concerned growl. Cyrus ignored it as Cadmus fought for the control of his own Zoid. “Ha! Look at you now! Even your Zoid is sick of your childish mannerisms! Do yourself a favour and let the Zoid take over!”

“Cyrus!” A voice cried out. Who it belonged to, the mercenary wasn’t sure, nor frankly cared. He was in his own world, lost in the frustrations mounting all because Cadmus was a jealous child. The Saix went to move backwards, but Cyrus jolted it forwards, much like Cadmus did. He would show that kid he was a better pilot, and the lucky strikes were because neither one was trying to disable the other.

“Rigon! Knock it off!” Cadmus’ shouts came over the intercom. Cyrus continued to laugh and taunt the boy as the Saix fought with him to pull backwards, much like the Liger. Both let out a warning, threatening growl as they slammed paws into the ground, much in the manner of a dog being pulled on leash. Cyrus fought, using all his strength to will his Zoid forwards, not truly grasping what the hell was wrong with his Zoid. Cadmus on the other hand was lividly shouting at his Zoid, knowing full well it was being stubborn. They got a tad bit closer, when suddenly both men instantly became silent, looking to the ground before them.

“Oh...” Cyrus started.

“Shit...” Cadmus finished.

The ground had fractured and spider webbed into millions of tiny channels, dust lifting up in the air as the weight of the two Zoids caused the ground to spin forwards slowly, but picking up momentum as a sinkhole started to whirl into life. The Liger was first to go, paws failing it as it landed flat on its belly and was dragged forward. The Saix nimbly jumped in reverse and landed outside the zone, but instantly trotted after Cadmus as the jaws of the Lightening Saix clamped on the tail of the Liger. Cyrus pulled with all his might on the controls to keep the Paladin from going under as Cadmus furiously fought in tandem with Rigon to right themselves enough to jump away.

But two things would prevent this.

For starters, there was simply no way the Lightening Saix could hold the weight of the Liger. It was akin to a child pulling on the arm of an adult. The best the Saix was able to do was slow the decent, but accomplish no more. Cyrus was so focused on saving Cadmus that he didn’t realize he was also being dragged in, and the sand built up around the ankles of the Zoid and dug it in deep, swirling it into the dusty whirlpool with menace.

The second reasons they were doomed was simply that the sand trap built too much momentum. The circumference easily engulfed the terrain they were in, and created a circle of entrapment between the two Zoids, growing bigger. Even if Cyrus had known to let go and leave Cadmus to his sandy fate, there was no way he’d escape.

“Ease up on the forwards controls! Let them go slack!” Cyrus commanded of Cadmus. The boy nodded and grabbed the rear controls. “There you go! That’s it, left then right, Cad, you got this!” They worked together as they pulled and roared, Cadmus’ voice ringing behind Cyrus’ ears.

“Just a little more, Cyrus, don’t let go!”

“I got you, Cad, I got you! You’re almost out!”

“Almost...there...” They both gritted their teeth and spoke as they tried to succeed in the impossible. For a moment, Rigon managed to get a foothold, and with a roar lifted up its leonine head and prepared to jump. The Lightening Saix released the tail and prepared to jump as well towards a nice rock that was unaffected by the sinkhole.

Yet with a wet noise the sand popped, sending wet dirt up in the air, before the entire area filled with air pockets, and then with a giant pop, both Zoids fell downwards, eaten by Zi and no trace of a disturbance was left above ground as the earth resettled with patience for the next to dare the heralding ruins.

[Ushima]

Vega rose from his slumber. "Curtis wake up." He kicked the younger genezoid.

"Ah what the hell!" Curtis glared at Vega.

"Something isn't right." Vega found his glasses in the darkness and put them on.

"One of your, 'disturbance in the force' moments?" Curtis asked, getting out of his sleeping bag.

"This is serious." Vega grabbed his rifle (http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20110514081938/brink/images/d/db/Select_0003_Barnett_Resistance.jpg). "Now let's go." Vega tossed Curtis his shotgun (http://images4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20110423052049/brink/images/e/ed/Mossington_Render.jpg). Both of them exited their tent, weapons raised, Curtis pumped his shotgun, the empty shell popping out and rolling on the ground. "What happened to them?"

"I don't know." Curtis looked around the camp. "Last night they were right there. But now they're not right there."

"Question is where are they now." Vega pinched the bridge of his nose. "This never would've happened if Michael was here. He knows how to lead a squad." The older man looked to the teen. "You stay here. I'm going to see if I can spot them from atop this ridge with my zoid. If anything I might be able to find a trail."

"Got it." Curtis nodded, taking a seat by the fire and stoked the flames a bit higher.

"Be right back." Vega fused with his Snipe Master and moved atop the ridge. He entered his tail gun and using the scope, switching to night vision mode, started scouting. "I got a lot of torn up rubble. No Saix or Liger though. What would Michael do in this situation?"

"He'd hunt their asses down and beat the shit out of both of them for leaving." Curtis' voice came over the radio.

"Tempting, but no. Though the part of finding them is acceptable." Vega said. "Get in your Bear and head south east. I'll stay up here and guard the camp and provide overwatch for you."

"Roger that." Curtis got in his zoid and headed off in the direction Vega told him to go. Vega meanwhile never took his eye off his scope and radar.

[Zantetsuken]

The dust took minutes to settle as the two Zoids remained in a state of total collapse. Gears didn’t move, and just the wheezing grumble of the two was any indication that the two beasts were still functional. The Autocannons of the Lightening Saix were completely torn off, collapsed into four neat pieces ten metres away from the beast is it laid on its side. Cyrus felt his eyes woozily open then close several times as he felt something trickle down the front of his forehead. It dripped over his eye, staining his vision red and he sniffled awake with an irritable grunt, his sleeve lifting to wipe the substance out of his eye. Upon further inspection he realized he was bleeding from a gash on his forehead, and sighed as he saw his cockpit was totally cracked. The power levels of the Lightening Saix were still marginal though, and he noted that the beast, if willed to, could still function.

Yet a quick report on his newly repaired data screen, now freshly cracked again, reported that the Lightening Saix had a severed rear leg. He looked behind him to see a strutting rock where no doubt the joint collided and wedged on the rock, snapping the limb cleanly off. Sparks erupted from the rear of his Zoid and Cyrus cursed. Three legs still were operational, but the strike claw system was non operational. He felt the controls, moving them in test circles getting heavy resistance.

“You can’t give up yet,” Cyrus whispered as he looked towards the Liger. “I still need you,” Cyrus whispered as the Zoid began to set itself up, disengaging the Command Freeze as it let out a whimpered growl of defiance.

~*~*~

Ginger felt a pain strip her heart tightly. It was like a sharp stab that struck at the most opportune moment, like an assassin who had only once chance to strike. She rose upright quickly, her blanket dropping off her chest revealing the tank top that she wore to sleep. Elle’s eyes were open too, but her body was only slightly elevated on one shoulder.

“Cyrus,” Ginger whispered with panic as sweat beaded down her forehead in a steady rain. Her hand trembled as she pulled the blanket off her, rolling onto her knees searching for her jumpsuit in her underwear. Elle tossed the red head’s boots to her, swinging her feet around.

“I felt it too, something is wrong. Cadmus is in danger as well,” She looked to see Vega and Curtis were already moving across the camp to their Zoids, before they took off in seconds. “If they are still here,” Elle started.

“Then Cy and Cad never returned from their patrol,” Ginger replied in a logical manner. Her voice was even despite the creeping concern she had in her heart. With a zip the Jumpsuit was filled and ready to go as the two ran towards their Zoids.

“What about the camp?” Elle asked as the Shadow Fox’s cockpit turned to see the Golden eyed beauty running towards her. “One of us shouldn’t stray too far.” Ginger bit her lower lip before coming up with a plan.

“I won’t go more than four miles away from here; you stay behind and protect the camp. You stealthy fox should be able to hide if danger to powerful for you arrives. I can sonar the field for a three mile radius. That should give Curtis and Vega enough of an idea of the terrain to think of where they should be. “Will you be okay, hun?” Ginger turned to see the Shadow Fox retreat towards the darkness, a wolfish howl echoing in the air as it vanished in a trail of black smoke. Elle’s only response was an empty transmission with no frequency heading.

“Be safe, Ginger.”

The Lanstag powered up quickly, and with an earth eating trot it moved after the last direction she saw Cadmus and Cyrus go. She began to pray for their safety as she opened channels to Curtis and Vega. “Hey boys, you don’t mind if I tag along to give you an extra pair of eyes, do you?”

[TheDoctor]

Cadmus was woken up by a violent fit of coughing. The dust had filled his lungs, and he sneezed several times as well before he had gained control of himself. Shaking his head to awaken himself, he switched on a light in the cockpit. The outside was entirely dark, and Cad couldn't see a thing because something was blocking the window. He unbuckled his straps in the chair, feeling bruises on his body where the straps had been. When the underside of his forearm glanced the controls, he gritted his teeth to keep from screaming.

My arm...holy shit my arm... As the pain subsided, he looked at wound. There was a long gash along the underside his forearm that ended at his elbow, and dust had landed on it to make it sting. Cursing in pain but feeling no major injuries, Cad reached behind his seat and grabbed a shirt, wrapping it around his wounded arm and tying it to keep pressure on the wound.

Rigon, you alright?.....Rigon?....RIGON GET-

Cadmus! I'm awake now. I don't feel terribly, but I do have some injuries.

I have my share as well. Is there any way you can free yourself?

I can do my best, little one.

The Liger caused quite a lot of noise as it clawed its way out of its rocky tomb. The front of the Liger was able to disengage from the rubble, but the back end was stuck. After several minutes of fruitless struggling, the Murasame gave up. Fortunately, the cockpit was clear again, and Cadmus could see the Saix in a separate pile of rubble. Rigon, scan yourself for injuries. I'm gonna check in with Cyrus. Checking to see that the intercom still work, Cad dully reported to Cyrus.

"Cyrus, this is Cad. What's up."

[valkoordb]

Seth looked up from his welding. "Nah, I'm not deaf, just busy. I didn't hear the explosion, but heck I can barely hear you right now and your right beside me." Seth said nodding at the minimal distance between the two. "So... you said you heard it through a transmission. Does that mean you have any info on what happened?" Seth continued trying to keep the man disracted as he finished welding. The EMP would be up soon, once it was Daichi could handle the rest.

Seth looked at the man. "So, am I gonna get a name, or are you just going to take my water and start yelling at me like the asshole you acused me ofbeing earlier?" Seth wiped his hands off as he slid down. He made mental contact with his zoid. "All right this EMP should work now. It's rigged up to be a last resort thing, and it is good for one shot. If you use it twice we'll go straight into command freeze. It's seems that it is an addition to your E-shield and blast out like a wave. So it will be usefull if there are ever too many targets for us to take out." he thought to his zoid as he went to the cooler and grabbed a water for himself. chugging some and poring the rest on his sweat covered head.

"Remember little one, we still have other parts to repair. Don't get into any trouble. Daichi began to move covering the truck even more from the mans view. Though to him it would simply look like he was getting in a more comfortable posision than the one he had been in during repairs. He and Seth had planned this for years, a random stranger wouldn't mess it up now.

[BurningJettison]

"So...I wonder what they have planned down there. What do you think, Drache?"

High above where Seth and his Zoid, along with the stranger, were positioned flew the Zoid known as Drache. Clouds covered it from view almost completely, the only part that was visible at all was the small portion of Drache's head that stuck out through the cloud to monitor Seth and his work. Within the cockpit of Drache sat a male of his mid-thirties with short black hair and a small earpiece resting snuggly in his right ear. His eyes watched the precedings below, even though he could not hear what was being said due to the distance between them. After pressing a button and flipping a few switches, he spoke again to his Zoid.

"What do you think, Drache? Should we wait a little longer?"

Drache's low growling sound came in through the male's earpiece clearly and the male smirked slightly. He touched a finger to the display module and slid the current window to the side, allowing another one holding the geographical scematics for the surrounding area to take its place. Placing his thumb and pointer finger on teh module, he moved them away from each other and the map zoomed in until it displayed only the two-mile radius surrounding himself. With a nod, he slid the map module down and the visual feed slid back into place in front of him.

"Very well, Drache. We'll standby a little longer."

[Ushima]

"Finally a team player." Came Curtis' voice, causing Ginger to chuckle at the young teen.

"Help is always appreciated." Vega said.

"Just tell me what I can do." Ginger's Lanstag entered into Vega's scope.

"Well Curtis is following the trail of destruction. I'm on overwatch. You should catch up with Curtis, he might need help when he finds them." Vega switched his view to Curtis, the bear zoid was moving slowly, scanning everything. "They couldn't have gone to far."

Ginger quickly caught up with Bear Fighter, easy seeing as the Bear was a slow zoid. "So." ginger spoke up after a moment of silence. "How's it going?"

"It's not." Curtis answered. The two searched in silence for a few more minutes, Curtis wasn't much for conversation when it comes to people he barely knew. But soon the unlikely duo came to a large hole in the ground. "Damn."

"Well this seems promising." Ginger said.

Curtis approached the side of the hole, careful not to fall in. "This thing probably opened right beneath them." The Bear's mouth opened. "I'm shooting a flare down. I hope they see it." A bright green ball show from the zoids mouth and it disappeared down the hole.

[valkoordb]

Watching the man walk over to the cooler, Dairn watches closely for any weapon that would be used against him.
"I'm Dairn Fate. This is Rajert." He said, acknowledging his Zoid.
"And I didn't hear the details. I was listening to a news broadcast, and then I heard an exposion. I went outside to look for anything, but there wasn't anything there. So I figured it must've come from the radio. And don't be sarcastic. That's my job." He explained.
He saw the Zoid in the corner move slightly from it's current position a little closer to the truck. But it simply looked like it was moving to a more comfortable position.
"I told you mine. You tell me yours." Dairn said, asking for the mans name.
"I'd be careful Dairn. We font know what these two are capable of. Be wary." Rajert warned.

Seth looked at the man. "Sorry I know it is the curtios thing to do, but I can't give you my name." he said this in a light way that would confuse most anyone. "Let me explain, I got in a bad fight not long ago and lost my memory. This shield liger here saved me and we've been partners ever since." he patted Daichi's leg as he said this. "So I don't have a name. Liger just calls me little one, but I don't think that is a good name to actually use." he laughed at this and rubbed the back of his head, a big goofy smile on his face.

"Funny. I lost my memory 15 years ago. Can't remember a thing wrote then. I made a name when I saw it in a book the people who helped me back to health had. So I know how you feel. But the name "Little one" does fit you. You seem kinda short to me." Dairn said, laughing. Lifting the bottle of water to his mouth, he takes a gulp, and looks at the assortment of tools on the ground.
"Quite an assortment you got there. What happened to this Zoid? Get lost in the wilderness and attacked by raptors?"

"Yeah it's awfull." Seth said jokingly. While flipping out on the inside, 'of coarse I use that excuse on a guy who actually has lost his memory.' "As for what happened to my liger here, it was a shadow fox we were traviling with. They led us into an ambush. His weapons systems were trashed. They're up now though and we can take an army of Rev Raptors if need be." He pumped his fist a bit at teh ed and then gave out a laugh. Like anyone zoid could take out an army of Rev Raptors, a few maybe, but a whole army. It was laughable if you took it seriously.

"Well... I still have a few more attachment to add on before I head out. Just small unimportant things. If you want I can give you some water while you head out. And where are you going anyway?" Seth asked truthfully curios. He needed to get rid of this guy and fast before his entire plan blew up in his face. He couldn't be caught!

Dairn cocked his head to the side as he listened to the man explain himself.
"You really want me gone. I'm starting to think you dot like me. And everyone likes me." Dairn said, knowing full well its the exact opposite.
"I mean, I've offered my services, been kind to you, which isn't like me. If I thought any worse, I think you'd be the mastermind behind Neohaven!" By now, Dairn was just assuming and trying to get a rise out of the man for some fun.

Seth could tell by the man's personality he was kidding. "Oh, no you caught me!" Seth said in a voice that was the emboiement of sarcasm. "Well I don't want a fight. I give up. Take me to jail." He put out his wrist and held his head. This went on for a second before he peeked up and gave a huge smirk. "Nah, it's nothing you did. I just have a long journey ahead of me, and, no offense, but I have to get moving soon. Plus my liger doesn't like other people much. As if rehearsed Daichi gav a low growl to ephasise Seth's statement.

"Your free to just hang out here though, maybe even tag along o our journey to Zyphrn, though I warn you this is going to be a quick paced journey, not much sleeping will be done. And it will head down a dangerous way, we plan on heading through Devils Canyon." Seth wasn't kidding about any of this. He wanted to get there as soon as possible and there was one quick way there Devils canyon. Plus with Daichi being such a defensive zoid. They would be fine if attacked. "I know your wondering why is he in such a hurry to get to Zyphron? because I have buisness there and I am due too arive in two weeks. I'll be late enough going the dangerous route, but if I take the long way!" he gave a whistle. "I'll be a dead man." He looked at his firend/ aquiantence type deal hoping fora response to be no. Devils canyon was infamous.

"Devils Canyon? Hahahahahaha!" Dairn laughed at the mans insanity. Rajert and him had traveled through Devils Canyon three times. Two times they barely got out alive.
"I'm coming with you. You'll get yourself killed alone. Ive gone through three times, first time alone, near death experience. The other two times I had a group. So you have a partner."
"Dairn, what the he'll did you just say?" Rajert said mentally.
"Calm down. I know what I'm doing. I think."
Rajert growled as he crouched, angry at Dairns agreement.
"Don't worry about him. He gets angry all the time."

"Great!" Seth said, completly hiding his true feelings. One skill he had mastered over the years, lying. Daichi gave a low rummbling sound that was what zoids produce for laughter. "You asked for this. Daichi mocked. "Oh, shut up!"Seth returned mentally. "I didn't say anything. I thought it." daichi replied. Seth simlpy glared at him, and then turned to his new partner. "Alright, but since I still don't know you keep it distance. Can't blame a man for being cautious." he said as he wnt back to work on Daichi.

"I fully understand. Dont want me to stab you in the back do you?" Dairn chuckled as he bent down to show him his lethal looking Knofe.
"Don't worry though. You seem trustworthy. And I live by a code. So let's go!" He said as he jumped into Rajert.

"Uh... as I said Still have repairs to do." Seth said as he picked up the blow tourch again and began to attach another part. "I'm nearly done though, so it should only thirty more minutes. The rest I can do while we are on the move." With that Seth grabbed another part out of the truck and began to attach it to Daichi.

[Zantetsuken]

“What’s,” Cyrus did his best to keep his composure. “Up?” He had to burn the venom in his blood to try and not make the words sound sarcastic as he replied. “Oh you know, being caved in, and just working towards, you know...” Cyrus just couldn’t think anymore. He wanted to be witty, a jack ass, and asleep all at that same time. He wanted to quit here and now. He didn’t even know what that meant. But whatever shitty twenty plus hours he had been up was enough for him to quit. His Saix hobbled forwards, hopping the rear leg as the front legs quickly moved to compensate. It looked as if the nimble creature was on ice for the first time.

“Is your leg missing?” Cadmus inquired. Cyrus shook his head irritably, annoyed he would ask the obvious question, but Cadmus’ cockpit looked rather dusty, and he concluded it was possible the boy just unearthed himself.

“Yes, it is,” Cyrus sighed loudly. “Severed cleanly, which is nice considering the circumstances,” He muttered dryly.

“Well, three legs are better than none,” Cadmus’ muttered himself, his voice filled with the same strain Cyrus’ held. The Liger took a closer look, scanning the terrain and showing the silhouette of the Liger; Cyrus quickly figured out what he meant by the comment, noting the beast was nice and buried. “Can you shoot the rubble loose?”

“If I had my autocannons, I could,” Cyrus sighed. “Lost the weapon system. I have the under slung RPG, but I’m thinking it will do more damage than good. Let me see if I can dig you out.” The Saix wobbled awkwardly forwards, Cyrus using all his patience to work with the Zoid in its limped state. He was careful not to push it to hard as he nudged some rubble. He moved closer, placing the front paw on it, balancing awkwardly and with a curse to the heavens the Zoid collapsed onto its side with a loud crash, dust whishing up in the air like a miniature tornado. “Well that was just freaking fantastic,” Cyrus grumbled.

“You ok?” Cad asked sincerely.

“Yeah,” Cyrus groaned as he pushed to regain control of his Zoid on a tripod state. It took nearly twenty minutes, but he managed to stand again. The head of the Saix began to nudge rocks aside, Cyrus growling with frustration. “This is pointless.”

~*~*~

“Just pointless,” Ginger whispered as the flare returned nothing for its sacrifice into the abyss. They had thrown one extra one, just in case, but no response was heard. She opened up every frequency, her cockpit turning into a cacophony of static noise. She turned off a few frequencies, listening at others, trying her best to hear Cyrus or Cadmus on the radio. After ten minutes she turned off the last frequency, and sighed hitting the Sonar GPS. With a ping and a few beeps the terrain exposed itself to her, and she quickly shared the information with the other Paladins.

“I could try and blast off a couple shots into the sinkhole,” Ginger offered. There was a silence as Vega thought it over, but it was Curtis who cut in.

“Let’s step back a few meters before we drop a shell. Just one; in case the sinkhole grows again.” Ginger cycled the weapon into the loader, hearing the clicking sound of a lock as the target sensor turned on. She tapped in the coordinates as the Bear fighter flew for a pass to see the success rate of the shot. With a soft prayer she lobbed it in.

The impact was quick, and the effects were just as swift. The sinkhole churned and chewed itself, rotating in a swirl, but bubbling upwards before settling. Now it looked like a flat land again covered in sand, save the awkward depth of the sand. “Joy,” Ginger muttered. “I fixed the hole.”

“No radio contact and the hole is filled. Let’s move on,” Vega offered lightly. Ginger nodded as she looked to the hole one last time and trotted with the master sniper towards a new location to search.

~*~*~

“Dear god,” Cyrus shouted, losing control of his emotions after the second near death experience in the last hour or so. He didn’t even know anymore. He was angry now, and had to vent his frustrations. “If you plan to kill me, please stop playing around, and just finish the damn job.”

“Agreed,” Cadmus whispered sourly. Cyrus turned to look at the Liger, noting the rocks were loose, but not freed. He limped over, slowly, and began to nudge rocks off to the side. There was a slide, but nothing to let the Liger out.

“Hey,” Cyrus said to Cadmus. “I need you on your game, Cadmus. I’m going to shoot a shell into the Rock, jostle it up, and you need to pop out like a groundhog and never look back. Can you do that?”

“I think so,” Cad replied quickly. There was a mutter over the radio, before the Liger growled with determination, the head stretching back and forth as the front claws grasped the ground, ready to move. “Rigon and I are ready,” Cadmus whispered, focused on the task. If he timed it wrong, he could break his Zoid’s spinal cord, and render the beast useless as most of the sensitive material would be crushed. Cyrus took a deep breath, looking for the perfect spot to give them enough time, but also cause enough of a disturbance to loosen the rocks in one go. Piece meal wouldn’t do the job; it would only serve to make things worse.

There was a perfect moment of clarity as the targeting system picked out the spot. It shown red on his cracked cockpit window, but he could see it clear as day. The trick now was to find a way to arc the beast so he could make the shot, as the deadeye system was rather difficult to fire in the best conditions. With no targeting array, he let a loose breath out, before he fired the shot.

The explosion knocked the Saix off its balance, and it fell again onto the side, whimpering as Cyrus let out a yelp of shock. Cadmus and the Liger roared as one as the beast dug claws deep into the earth, pulling as the body shook left and right while rubble began to loosen around it. He was crawling out, like a cat moving timidly, as the rocks smashed behind it. There was a pause as the Liger roared, before with a feat of strength lurched itself free and paced the enclosed tunnel.

“Yes!” Cadmus shouted. Cyrus let out a sarcastic yippee as he floundered to get to his vertical base again. “Need help, Cyrus?” Cadmus’ tone was filled with just a smidge of arrogant pride, and Cyrus, despite how angry he was, found himself grinning.

“Ya know what?” He laughed to himself, shaking his head. “Yes, I do need help.” The Liger gently nudged its head on the broken side of the body, and pushed the Saix back up. “Thanks,” he said as the two Zoids looked towards the only direction they could walk.

“What do you think is down there?” Cadmus asked curiously.

“I don’t know,” Cyrus replied, his voice filled with concern and tinge of wonder. “Let’s hope the way out...”

[TheDoctor]

The Liger had some damage to its back left leg, and the triple shock cannons on its belly had been ripped away, but otherwise it had no handicaps. It had many minor wounds, deep scratches, and dents, it was in better condition than the Saix. Fortunately, the Liger's cockpit had not been cracked, and it still had all four legs.

Those are the casualties of piloting a weaker zoid like the Saix. It may have speed, but it can't take a lot of damage. The Murasame is much larger, and it can take a lot more. Swinging the blade experimentally, however, led to the discovery that the joints in the weapon were sticking due to excessive amounts of dirt and rock within them. Cad sighed. He hated a sticky blade.

They walked (or in the Saix's case, limped) for what seemed like hours, both of them as attentive as they could be with almost a full 24 hours of being awake. Cad was nodding off with almost every step that the Liger took, and Cyrus was in a very similar state. All of them, including the zoids, were infected with the deadly disease of sleep loss. No matter how badly Cadmus wanted sleep, however, he would not give in to it. He needed to prove that he was stronger than Cyrus.

He may have helped me out, but it is his fault that we are here in the first place. If he had just fought me instead of ran away, we would be nowhere close to this hellhole. I swear...I...uhh... Cad lost his train of thought as he nodded off again. I...uhhh...what was I saying? I...I... His head began to droop, his eyelids feeling as heavy as the rocks that surrounded them. His body, however, woke him up with the feeling that he was falling. He knew that his body might not be able to do that again. While Cyrus was a fully-grown man, Cad still had some growing years in him, and his body sincerely needed the sleep. This is stupid. I give.

Bringing up the video connection with Cyrus, Cadmus noticed that the man was in a similar state that he was. "Cyrus, we need to take a break. The zoids are exhausted, and we both need sleep."

[Zantetsuken]

Cyrus didn’t need to argue with the boy on that front. Sleep was trying very hard to grip him, and if not for his difficulty in piloting a three legged Zoid he’d probably have fallen flat out unconscious. He pulled the Saix next to the Liger finding a nice hole. He took a picture, sent the image transmission to the boy, and popped his cockpit shell open. With a leap he collapsed to the ground, landing on one knee and rolling to the ground and feeling the call of exhaustion come to claim him. Cadmus was dragging his feet towards the zone as the mercenary rolled and sat next to Cadmus. They looked to one another, covered in grime, sweat, and dust. Cyrus could still the fires of rage in the boys eyes, and with a yawn he pointed to the kid.

“Are you still holding a grudge, Cad?”

“Yes,” he muttered angrily. “You do realize this is your fault, right? If you had just fought honourably like a man-“ Sleep had a wonderful effect on the human soul, and it clouded the mind when that blissful state of rest was not gathered. Considering all that was going on, it wasn’t too hard for Cyrus to slap the boy upside the head with a smirk of irritation.

“You really, really want to talk that one out? Do you not get basic Zoid tactics 101?” Cadmus lifted his hands, ready to fight as the two Zoids looked to their human compatriots. Cyrus shoved Cadmus to the side again, knocking him over. “Seriously, you’re not in your Liger. I could pretty much own you now. Throw me a punch, Cad.”

“You want to fight? I’ll cripple you like your Zoid, buddy!” Cyrus shook his head and leaned heavily on his knees, looking like a sullen man deep in thought. Cyrus looked back to him, a pleading look for the kid to shut up for once and listen, really listen, to the words people were saying.

“If your Liger had to fight one of those military Goljulas, how would you do it?” Cyrus asked with sincerity.

“Me and Rigon would take it head on! We’re fearless!”

“And more than likely dead,” Cyrus said pricking his balloon with an imaginary pin. “Head on? Really? Think Cadmus, you’re smarter than that.”

“Well I’d probably try to find a good angle to attack from, one the pilot wouldn’t be able to defend easily.” Cadmus said more seriously this time, his bravado fading. Cyrus shrugged his shoulders.

“Would you go for high ground, attacking the enemy from above with a deadly leap?” Cadmus rolled his eyes and nodded. “So, you would fight like I did?” Cadmus opened his mouth, before shutting it quickly, fuming for a retort before sighing in defeat and nodding. “Look, it’s not a cowardly tactic to lead the hot headed by the nose. I knew you’d follow me all across Zi for crying out loud. You got more guts than brains and that’s why I’d stomp you. Not to mention your Zoid is a stronger model and a class above mine. I need to fight with more brains, shoving all my brawn at the right moment. Think Cadmus, was it really smart for me to charge you and fight you one on one in the Liger’s preferred method of combat?”

Cadmus looked away, sighing again as he shifted to rest, before mumbling angrily. “I suppose you have a point, but regardless of how legit your tactics were, it was still the cause for us get lost. We can’t even break the surface with transmissions.”

“My fault huh?” Cyrus said in a silent tone. Cadmus nodded his head, bunching up into a ball as he shut his eyes. Cyrus looked to him a little more, wondering a few things...

~*~*~

“It was, Steena!” A younger Cyrus shouted. “I fucking killed thirty men! My stupid ass hot shot ideas just made the entire town guard take a long ass dirt nap!”

“You can’t be that upset though, Cyrus!” Steena’s red eyes focused on him intently, her green hair boxing her beautiful pale face. “You had the best of intentions, and your plan was only thwarted because someone ratted out the town! It’s not your fault we had a traitor.”

“But...” Cyrus whispered angrily. “Dammit all Steena I should have called a retreat after the first few went down...” He punched his fist into the side of his Rev Raptor, feeling the shooting pain run up his knuckles and focusing on that. It felt nice to feel pain, it was a pleasant distraction from the horrible pain he felt in his heart.

“You can’t keep on like this,” Steena whispered into his ear, holding her husband tightly as the Lightening Saix lowered its massive head, nudging Cyrus gently. The boy looked to his wife, and shook his head holding her hand.

“I was too aggressive. I thought we could make a glorious last stand...but...I suppose I learned today that honour and playing fair are not concepts and ideals held anymore...I love you, sweetheart, but I want to be alone for a while.” Steena kissed him on the cheek, nodding as she walked away, the Lightening Saix following behind her as Cadmus sat on the rock looking to the setting sun.

“No matter what anyone says,” Cyrus whispered. “I was responsible for thirty people’s lives because I was too arrogant, stubborn and set in my ways...”

~*~*~

“I’m sorry, Cadmus,” Cyrus whispered looking to the Saix, unsettled the Zoid looked right at him. “I guess I’m still just a brat kid...” Cyrus turned his back on the boy and laid himself on the rocky bed, sighing as he shut his eyes. He got his rest, but it wasn’t pleasant, as the dreams he was praying for turned to haunted nightmares of his failures.


In the morning, Cyrus woke up, still looking miserable. He knew he had a few rations in his bag, and pulled them out tossing them down on the ground in front of Cadmus. The boy woke with a start, and it was clear he was still exhausted, but Cyrus knew they couldn’t waste more time.

“Wake up,” Cyrus ordered. “Four hours is all we can spare. We need to get out of here if we want to try and catch up with the others before they leave the area. If we go into Devil’s Canyon like this, we’re dead. Our only option is to find a way out and link up with them.”

[Ushima]

"Day light is approaching." Vega's voice floated in through their comms. The sun peeked over the horizon, teasing everyone with a bit of daylight.

"Still no sign of the other two idiots." Curtis replied. "I'm seriously about to- wait hold hold." The bear zoid moved over to the side. Lights on his zoid's head turned on. "This cave leads down. Think we can search it for Cad and Cyrus?"

"It's our only lead right now. Let's do it." Vega exited sniper mode. "Let's go Elle." The Snipe Master and Shadow Fox left the camp and rejoined their companions. "Well here we go." The zoids entered the cave and descended.

"Seems a little odd all our zoids can fit in here." Curtis commented.

"This might have been an old merc base. If it is that explains why we can fit, they needed room for their zoids." It was a sound theory. The Paladins themselves dig out massive caves they use as bases around the Wasteland. "We need to make this fast though, Michael is probably out looking for us. Can't chance him passing us while we're under here."

"Don't worry. He's easy to find." Crutis chuckled. "Just follow the path of broken enemy zoids."

"I'd like to intecept him before there's any enemy zoids." Vega sighed. "But chances are you'll be right."

[Green Lantern]

Ego piped up again. "Okay Snow, I know you think we've been goofing off, but we haven't. Well... Sorta. I mean we have been researching stuff to. You know the data. And It's quite the piece. Some of it doesn't look like it will even make sense."

Snow's comm buzzed up at this, questioning what she meant. How could data not make sense?

"Well, I have only just begun decyphering it. I... I mean Haxxor and I finally finished up forming coding patterns that match it accurately. So the literal translations have only been going for roughly five minutes. My early projections though... They have some inconsistencies." Ego could sense it. Inconsistencies didn't make much sense. Anything short of done would be strange coming from E.

"The projections have promising information... But...err.... Some of it seems... Illogical... Like... Breaking the Laws of Physics illogical."

Snow heard this, comforted by the positive news, ignoring the negative. "Okay cool... and that illogical stuff... Sounds like a load of crap." Snow didn't stay silent for long however.

"Fuck... I forgot." She looked at the scene. Haxxor's weak voice spoke up enough to ask what was wrong. Snow sighed at it. She knew this was on purpose. "Damnit E... Why'd you map us through Devil's Canyon? This is ridiculous."

The group continued on, entering what was likely to be the start of a crappy rendezvous. "Okay, guys, activate Camo and keep the sensors hot."

[TheDoctor]

The seemingly countless hours that Cadmus had stayed awake the night before were taking their toll as the two of them followed the giant cavern. They continued their travels for quite a time essentially in silence, and sometimes Cad simply allowed sleep to envelope him. He was too tired to put up a fight with it. Plus, he trusted Rigon to wake him up if anything important happened.

That important thing happened several hours after they started traveling again. Cad was rudely awakened once again by Rigon rumbling his seat, and he jolted up from his slouching position, grabbing the controls frantically.

Be at ease, Cadmus, and look out the cockpit.

As Cad did so, he saw that the two Zoids had stopped in front of two massive white walls with a pannel of thick glass between them. The light from their headlights reflected upon the barriers, and several serial numbers were printed in black upon them. The structure was in an even larger chamber that opened up from the end of the tunnel that they had stopped at. While Cad gazed at it, his jaw dropped slightly, and he raised his eyebrow in confusion.

Rigon, are you picking up anything in there from radar? Any audio? Anything?

I'm being blocked by something. I don't know what it is, though. Give me a few moments to try and figure it out.

Cad turned on the video with Cyrus. He was too tired at this point to bother with holding his grudge with Cyrus. Hours before, he had forgotten the reasons that he was mad at him, and now he couldn't even fathom the concept of hate due to the weights on his eyelids.

"Cyrus, do you read anything on that structure? I can't pick up a single thi-"

"We have security turrets setting up NOW. Take cover!"

The deep, rumbling voice of Rigon spoke through the intercom and into the system of the Saix, as if the Liger was speaking to both the pilot and the zoid. But why did Rigon do that? Cyrus is the pilot! But before he could speak with Rigon about it, two big mechanical turrets rose from the ground, aimed, and fired heavy machine gun rounds at them with pinpoint accuracy. The Liger leapt back just in time due to Rigon's prediction, and as it ran behind the tunnel wall to take cover, it was clipped by several shots. Cadmus' relief, however, was short lived as he realized that there was no way that the damaged Saix could move fast enough to dodge it, and Cyrus' reflex's couldn't possibly be good enough to dodge the fire.

But as he turned to look, Cad saw that the Saix was crouched in cover on the other side of the tunnel. How the hell did he do that? That's impossible! Shaking his head Cad connected to Cyrus, unintentionally seeping some sarcasm into his voice.

"So which brilliant tactic of yours are we going to use for this one?"

[Zantetsuken]

Cyrus had frankly stopped wondering the things in life that simply should not have made any sense. The second Rigon’s voice warned him of the impending danger, the Saix responded, hopping backwards and rolling to get behind cover again. It took a painfully long amount of time, time that would have seen him dead in any other circumstance, but thankfully Rigon had taken the damage for them to escape. By design or pure chance was not the issue, as Cyrus was just grateful it worked out that way.

“I got a decent idea,” Cyrus mumbled. “But I don’t think you’ll like it. I saw two turrets, and they look like they are surprise turrets, meant to shred anything in the way before it can retaliate. So I’m betting the armor is weak, at least weak enough for you to take them out with a Laser Strike Claw.”

Cyrus looked to the data being fed to him by the Liger as the grenades in the RPG launcher rotated to anti-vehicle rounds without his consent. He looked to his Saix with a baleful eye, his mouth frowning in agitation. “The hell is up with you…” he whispered to his Zoid.

“The hell is up with you?” Cadmus’ voice retorted quickly, the mercenary realizing he left the comms open. Cyrus gritted his teeth and shut his eyes, focusing on not exasperating the situation further. “As you can see, I got enough time to strike maybe…I dunno, one of them. The other is up to you, and despite how agile you think you are I doubt you’ll pull another speedy stunt, gimpy.”

“Just remember who’d be buried in rubble when you recall the tale of gimpy,” Cyrus replied hotly. The Paladin said nothing as Rigon roared. Cadmus’ face looked a little defeated after that, and he figured the Zoid admonished his younger pilot.

“Rigon’s right,” Cadmus said with a sigh. “We really need to put this behind us for now.” Cyrus nodded to the screen image of Cadmus as he pondered how to handle the other turret, his mind numb from the lack of rest and constant push forwards. He chewed his bottom lip, and was about to say something when the grenade turret rotated to a smoke round and switched a high yield explosive round to follow it up.

“There’s a good one,” Cyrus said petting the Saix’s panels. It purred in response, hobbling to get into a more ready position. “I’m going to lob a smoke round, cover us for a brief moment. You fly out, and I’ll lob a shell at the other.” Cadmus nodded as he flexed his hands out, gripping the controls.

“Ready pal?” The Liger roared its confirmation as the Saix let out a wet leopard like growl of deadly intent. “Okay, Cyrus, you take us forwards.”

“NOW!” Cyrus shouted lobbing the shell. The grenade bounced off the side wall, hitting the ground with a spin, and the turrets tracked to the threat and prepared to fire. When the smoke went off like a large explosion a black cloud filled the tunnel and the Saix and Liger rushed forwards. The only thing that Cyrus could clearly see was the Liger’s claws glowing a feint gold in the black back drop, the earth spewing behind its trot as Rigon let out a roar of defiance, lifting in a long pounce.

The Saix braced itself as the grenade loaded, the targeting reticule locating the last known location of the turret. Despite the help, the shot was still tricky as Cyrus had to angle it correctly. He let out a deep breath, prepared to pull the trigger, before he stopped himself. He quickly adjusted to aim at the ceiling, and fired the shot. The grenade exploded upon impact, sending large chunks of the ceiling downwards and crushing the turret to stop it from opening up on the Liger’s flank. The Liger hobbled forwards through the smoke as it cleared, the Liger waiting patiently on the other side.

“I see bullet scars on your chin and chest,” Cyrus muttered tiredly. “The turret hit anything vital?” The video of Cadmus re-linked itself as the Liger stretched itself out.

“Nah,” he replied with a soft grin. “We’ll be fine. Since you caved in the left side, well be taking the right.” The Liger did an about face and led the way as the Saix continued to hobble after the larger leonine like Zoid.

There was another silent period between the two pilots as the Zoids moved along the tunnel, the corridors surprisingly large. It hadn’t even dawned on him why there were turrets at all inside these ruins, not to mention still functioning. Instead the mercenary just looked to Cadmus’ Zoid and felt a knot in his stomach.

“Apologize,” a voice said softly. Cyrus looked around to see who could have said it, but as he figured, there was no one who filled the void of confusion. “Just apologize already,” the voice insisted, a female tone Cyrus knew he recognized.

“Oh shit,” Cyrus grumbled looking to the locket on his chest. He looked to the picture, clipping it open, and stared at the picture of his dead wife. “I’m hearing voices sweetheart. I must be really hitting stage three of sleep deprivation.”

“Just do it, my love,” the voice faded on the final word, and Cyrus looked ahead of him to the Liger. With a groan he wiped his face, and pitched a video over to Cadmus.

“I’m running low on primary power, Cyrus. We shouldn’t just keep wasting our reserves on these short range Video bursts.”

“If your power is really that low, slow down and let me link to you. I got a spare cell you can use,” Cyrus replied calmly. Cadmus shook his head with a groan.

“You’re on three legs,” Cadmus sighed. “You’re burning more power than me to compensate. You should hold on to that. I’ll be fine as long as we don’t be wasteful with our power.”

“Currently, if anything happens, it’s on you to protect the both of us. Necessity dictates you should be at full power…or at least as close to it as we can get.” Cadmus blinked a few times, before slowing the Liger down. “Look, Cad,” Cyrus said with another heavy sigh. “I don’t really know how this got so out of hand. I guess I was just tired and annoyed you were so jealous of me and Elle.”

“I’m not-“ The Liger’s growl, as well as the Saix’s, both cut the boy off. “Alright, fine. I was. But looking at you two and just…”

“Cadmus,” Cyrus said with all the sincerity his tired bones could muster. “It’s not a competition. Elle’s a sweet girl, and she’s cute to boot. But unless she is genuinely interested in me, it’s just…not happening. I wasn’t looking to start anything with her, and I’m pretty sure neither was she.”

“Yet you felt the need to take her to dinner?” Cadmus spat.

“Good company is a rarity. You should know better than that,” Cyrus said with a grin. “It wasn’t like my goal was to sleep with her or anything. We both were hungry, and we both were working together.”

“You just,” Cadmus said with irritation and frustration edging his tone, like he was searching for the right words to say. “Swooped in like a suave pompous jackass,” Cadmus blurted.

“Some women like that, Cad,” Cyrus laughed. “But Elle? I highly doubt she’s taken a fancy to me. She’s more timid than anything. Not my style.”

“Not your style?” Cadmus grinned. “Could have fooled me.”

“Well, what can I say? I’m just too polite for my own good. My mother taught me to be extra nice to a beautiful girl. It’s why I took Val back to Dust Town after she stole from Ginger’s camp. I also why I met the woman I eventually married.”

“You’re married?”

“Yeah,” Cyrus muttered. “Was married. She’s dead now. For about six years or so, but I’m doing just fine.” Cyrus watched as the cables to the power cells linked up with the Liger’s. He watched his emergency store begin to drip out from green to yellow.

“I didn’t know,” Cadmus whispered respectfully. Cyrus shrugged to him. He noticed Cadmus’ emergency lights washed off and his cockpit lights turned back on. “I’m sorry.”

“Not your fault,” Cyrus said pleasantly. “It’s all part of life, I suppose. But Cadmus,” Cyrus said with a fatherly like seriousness. “If you want something, you shouldn’t be afraid to take a risk for it. Otherwise they’ll never know how much you mean to them.”

The power link turned from yellow to red, and Cyrus hit a button, disengaging the power cable with a pop as the cord reeled back in quickly. The armor panel lifted back into position and the Liger did a full range motion test.

“Thanks for the power,” Cadmus said politely.

“Don’t thank me yet. You got to cover me more than ever now. I think I can just move. That’s about it. You’re my eyes and ears now. I don’t even have radar. I keyed your frequency, so only you can communicate with me in order to conserve the last of my power. But if something happens, Cad, I need you to do something.”

“What, Cy?” Cadmus asked innocently, probably not aware he just civilly shortened Cyrus’ name in respect.

“Run, and don’t ever turn back.”

~*~*~

“I don’t like this,” Ginger grunted angrily as the Lanstag kicked another Gustav in the jaw, snapping the cockpit shut as it scuttled away. It seemed to never end. There were hundreds of Wild Zoids in this cave that the Paladins had followed, and Ginger was already out of grenades and her energy shield was still cooling from being pushed to two-hundred and fifteen percent.

She had to in order to prevent the trio of Zoids from being crushed by a sudden cave in. The Wild Zoids were seemingly firing off random, stray shots into the ceiling, Command Wolves howling as Gustav’s scuttled forwards. Ginger’s head thrashed back and forth, pushing away sniping Gustav’s who tried to pin her with their tails, stomping and braying like a buck as she danced away from snipping claws.

“I’m dry!” Ginger called over the radio. “I’m draining power faster than a bucket with a hole the size of my fist! Where did all these Zoids come from!”

“They seem endless!” Curtis exclaimed angrily as he had a pile of Gustav’s in command freeze around his Zoid, a few Zoids off in the distance in neat rubble piles. Vega said nothing as the swarm of Zoids continued.

“We’re going to die!” Ginger realized. “Holy crap, we’re going to die at this rate! We need to pull back!”

“I think we’ve been trying that for the last five minutes, Ginger!” Vega finally replied. Then, with a loud trumpet like wail, the Zoids all stopped, instead retreating further into the cave. They moved at a calm, rapid fire rate, the lasers scorching the side of the Lanstag as it fought free towards Vega to give him breathing room.

“They just leave? Like that?” Curtis shouted with confusion.

“Let’s take what we can get, and fall back for now,” Ginger responded with a measure of unease herself. “I hate to say this…but if Cadmus and Cyrus are really in there…then there’s no way they would make it out alive.”

[Zantetsuken]

(damn double post...)

[TheDoctor]

The tunnel continued for a while, and Cadmus didn't get a word out of Cyrus due to his lack of power. The Saix was obviously tired, but it would only be able to fully function again if they got another leg. The only way for them to do that would be to get out of the tunnel, get to the surface, and find civilization.

The Liger was working much better than before after it had recieved the energy boost from the Saix, but it was still sluggish compared to their normal speed. It was still injured (although not as badly as the Saix), and Cad had to find some repairs as well. Otherwise, the Liger's energy would drain faster and faster.

They finally reached a corner, and the Liger cautiously peaked around it. Retracting behind the wall quickly, Cad connected to Cyrus through intercom.

"Cy, we got two more turrets. If they are anything like those other turrets, then I can probably take them out before they rise. Stay here."

Why did I call him Cy?

The Liger took one more peak around the corner, retracted, and then sprinted towards the turret holes. As the zoid ran, the turrets started to rise, and by the time they were halfway out, the Liger was halfway there.

Faster, Rigon! We won't make it like this!

I'm doing everything I can, Cadmus!

The blade slid to the Liger's left side and extended. Just when they were about to hit, however, the turrets locked in place and opened fire. As the Zi blade sliced through the first turret, the second turret fired three shots. Before the forth one, however, it was cleanly sliced in half.

All three shots hit with incredible accuracy, piercing the zoid's chest in three different places. Cad heard the Liger groan in serious pain as the zoid tried to stop itself. The effort proved to be too much, though, and it fell to the ground with a massive thud.

RIGON! What's going on?!

Those rounds...must've been some kind of...anti-zoid rounds or...I don't even know...

I'm fusing now.

Cadmus unbuckled from his seat and fused with the zoid core. It was exhausting, but he had to try and heal the Liger. Using all of his strength, he concentrated it and pushed it towards the wounds. He felt it leave his body and start to heal the bullet holes, but as he did so, he felt his strength being pushed back.

You are not going to kill yourself over this, Cadmus. I will not allow it. Return to the cockpit. I can make it.

Too exhausted to even think about what Rigon had just told him, Cad left the zoid core, returning to the cockpit and solidifying from the ball of light. He collapsed in the chair, feeling one more mental note from Rigon.

...but thank you for trying, little one.

Smiling weakly, Cad buckled himself in again and allowed the Liger to stand on its own. He reluctantly resumed his grip on the controls, and the Liger began to walk towards the turrets with a heavy limp.

"Cy, we're good. Now check this out."

The Liger stood between the two turrets, and in front of it was the apparent entrance to the fascility. The Saix hobbled over, looking at the opening. Cad glanced over at the zoid. "Let's head in. Maybe we can get some answers."

With that, the Liger took its first steps into the mysterious underground building, injured just as badly as the Saix was.

[Zantetsuken]

Underground bases were not an all too uncommon thing, Cyrus had learned. Many bases in the deserts were underground. A few bunkers to house troops, and a repairs garage for Zoids. Though nothing was ever officially larger than perhaps a listening outpost for a maximum of seven or so Zoids depending on models. They also, as he had noted when checking many abandoned bunkers, never once had automated defenses. And while Cadmus had no clue what those bullets were that ate into Rigon’s side, the mercenary had an intuitive feel.

EMP, Cyrus thought grimly. [I]Heated rounds to burn into the Zoid, and disperse miniature shockwaves disrupting and draining as much power within a Zoid as possible. God forbid if a shell hit a core, for it would be akin to setting the metallic beast into a coma. Three bullets, just three, and the Liger was in just as poor condition internally as the Saix was externally. If it wasn’t EMP shells, then Cyrus shuddered to think what could do massive damage to a Liger series chassis.

“The facility is huge,” Cadmus voxed to him. Cyrus lifted up the radio handset, long ago turning off speaker to save precious power.

“The largest I’ve ever seen. Usually these places house a patrol of Zoids, but this place looks like it could house,”

“An army,” Cadmus interrupted in awe. Cyrus nodded his head as the two Zoids stood shoulder to shoulder within the confines of the entry to the base. A spotlight shined over a metal gate, a dusty metal sign hanging on by one rusted screw. “Devil’s Canyon Research and Development Facility. What do you think they researched here?”

“Something important enough to put automated defenses that would down an Iron Kong in a few shells. Not to sound cliché here, but keep your eyes peeled.” The Liger stepped forwards as the Saix hobbled after it, their lights being shut off as the inner base lights were still in working condition. The boy was right, Cadmus thought as his radar was indicating the cavern was humongous, and clearly shelled out and burrowed before being reinforced to house such a facility.

It was an unusual layout, Cyrus noted. There were over fifteen garages to the east, seven to the west, and fourteen more far north in just the preliminary scan. There were armories and several houses of barracks for what could only be assumed to be hundreds of men per wing. There was a few command facilities, mess halls, but what Cyrus noted was that everything was broken down into communities, as if each facet of the base was ran by a particular sect of Military and left to deal with its own area of lodging and business. Several scientific laboratories were attached to inner tunnel shuttles that would move from one end of the base to the other, and the roadways were large enough for three Zoids per lane. It was curious to note that several of the facilities vehicles and hover carts were left, as if stranded and abandoned.

“It doesn’t look like people just up and left,” Cadmus mused loudly. “Everything is neatly put away, nothing left outside. I’m getting readings of artificial grass in the field areas.”

“Several luxuries of home, for a detailed base, but Devil’s Canyon was never marched upon by the enemy of the Empire. At least not that I’m aware of, and it seriously looks like nobody invaded if the auto-turrets were still firing on us. But we would have been detected by now, so this place is definitely abandoned.”

“I’m getting curious too, Cy, but we should focus on getting out of here.” Cyrus looked to the radar and located a nearby repair garage. The scanners indicated the heavy tools quickly and the Saix let out a wet growl of insistence. The Liger turned to face the Saix, before Rigon let out a growl of his own.

“Rigon thinks it would be wise to see if they got power left. If the generators are still panning out light for an abandoned base, maybe we can use some of it to jolt our Zoids.”

“I found an armory with just the thing,” Cyrus replied. “Maybe they left some Zoid parts I can use to repair my Saix.”

The pair made their way towards the facility, wary of anything that may impede their progress, but to their luck they had found no such obstacles. The garage door was shut, and locked, but the strength of the Liger was more than enough to rip the door down with a solid swipe of its claws. They waited for alarms to go off, but nothing blared. No claxons, no horns, no alarms.

“Odd…” Cadmus mumbled as the Zoid shuffled in. Cyrus hobbled forwards, and the cockpit opened. He rolled out of the Zoid, letting it stand awkwardly in place as Rigon’s sword maneuvered to create an anchor for the Saix to rest upon like a shoulder. Cadmus stepped out of Rigon and landed next to Cyrus as the two pulled their flashlights out and proceeded a little further into the repairs garage.

Cadmus held Cyrus’ flashlight while the mercenary stepped towards a lift operator, and with a few touches to the keys he was pleased to see three little dots on the screen, followed by a military access panel. His joy was short lived when he noted the system was in lockdown. Cyrus and Cadmus looked to one another before the boy got an idea.

“I know this will sound silly, but sometimes, and I doubt this, but sometimes…people leave passwords close on hand in case they forget. Try looking under the desk.” Cyrus shrugged, and with a quick glance he was about to abort when he found something flash in the light. He called for Cadmus to return the light, and yanked hard to find a flash drive rolled inside a piece of tape. He freed it and looked at the terminal, finding a hook up port and placed the drive inside, and twisted to lock it in place. With a rumble, the sound of an old power generator began to whine, followed by the sound of a fan slowly building up steam. The garage flashed with light nearly blinding the two as Cadmus laughed with Cyrus.

“Awesome!” Cyrus shouted like a small child. “Okay, computer is still in lockdown though, so we need to find a way to bypass it.” With a few tabs of a key Cyrus nodded to himself in triumph. “Sweet, this is just like most standard military facilities. There’s always a way to run basic protocols without accessing the mainframe. We’ll not be searching archives or upgrading anything, but we can set it up for refuel, recharge, and repair. Have Rigon move to the pad on the right, it’s designed for larger models. I’ll go move the Saix to the left, that’s for smaller Zoids.”

It took a complicated twenty minutes for both Zoids to get into position, but as soon as they locked in, Cyrus was back at the terminal, watching as cables zipped along the steel labyrinth on the ceiling of the building. They roped down and were locked into control panels, small robotic arms lowering from cranes to screw off, or in Cyrus’ case, pry off, the access panels. The power to the Zoids was lobbed in with four cables, ensuring rapid recharging.

“Can you tell me what’s wrong with Rigon, he’s been in pretty bad shape since the shots hit him.” Cyrus nodded, clicking on a few keys before a tablet popped out of the terminal. The mercenary handed the Paladin to the boy and began the same process to the Saix. “It says that it would take, with a full recharge and minor repairs, a total of forty minutes to repair. That’s too long to wait. Maybe we should just recharge and ship off.”

“I’d agree in any other circumstance, but I’m missing a leg, and recharging is useless for me if we don’t get that repaired. It’s estimated to take only an hour, so that gives Rigon twenty more minutes of spa time to recoup. That’s also an hour you can rest, Cadmus.”

“No way, you need it way more than me, Cyrus,” the boy interjected. Cyrus tapped on the keyboard and began to work furiously.

“I have to custom design the leg, due to the unique nature of my Zoid, I’d be up anyway. You’re a genezoid, Cad, you’re energy level is needed to make Rigon work at peak efficiency. Logic wins this debate. You’re napping.” Cadmus looked back to Cyrus before nodding with a yawn, heading over to Rigon.

Cyrus let the boy travel as he recreated a working limb for his Zoid, debating if Cadmus was tired enough to sleep for a few hours. He lied about the timing, but didn’t want him to fuss about the delays. Rigon however seemed to look right at his Saix, as if he knew something. Cyrus did not doubt that Zoids had personalities of their own. He had witnessed many bonds between genezoids and their Zoids, and even a few between humans and Zoids. Yet he didn’t understand nor ever heard about anything between Zoids. Did they have emotions, just as Cyrus and Steena once had? Could they love? He laughed to himself.

“Maybe a nap might not be a bad idea if these are my thoughts. But first…a little work to be done.”

[Ushima]

"Where am I!? I'm lost!?" Michael yelled.

~

"Curtis did you hear something?"

"Nope."

~

The Red Horn walked through the desert, the large zoid was a red dot in a sea tan. "Why is it I can never remember the location of this freakin' canyon? I'm a Captain in the military I should be able to remember something like this." He never failed to forget. "And the others are out of communication range, even with the recent upgrade to my sensors." Sighing he stopped the zoid and got out. Rummaging around he pulled out some rations and started eating, not having anything all day. Between bites he scanned the area. "What the hell is that?" Off in the distance there was a large dust cloud coming his way. He waited and it stopped next to him. It was a Gustav.

"Hey!" The pilot's head popped out. "You lost or something?"

"Yeah..." He didn't really want to admit it, mostly to his ego as a male. "Looking for Devil's Canyon. Ever heard of it?"

"Indeed I have. I'm one of the few." The pilot got out of the Gustav. A male, about forty years old. Red hair and green eyes. Michael noted he was wearing a lab coat. "My name is Professor Ran, Kyle Ran. Zodian researcher."

"Captain Michael Knight, Alliance military." They shook hands. "So professor, could I trouble you for some directions?"

"Absolutly. But I don't just give away help." Michael's demenor shifted to one of aggitation. "A favor for a favor. You escort me and I'll be more than willing to help."

"Well seeing as you're the only person around for miles I don't really have a choice do I?" Michael sighed. "Where do you need to go?"

"Just a few weeks ago I discovered some ruins. Now normally this wouldn't be a problem but the area has been known be have several bandit clans using it as a base." The professor started back to his Gustav. "You keep me safe, and I'll help you."

Michael knew researchers often found unique items on their digs and bandits like unique. No dout Kyle feared an attack and his discovery stolen. "Fine, lead on." Michael climbed back in his zoid.

~

"How long does this cave syatem go?" Curtis asked.

"Relax, we've reached the end." The group was now situated on a ridge, overlooking a large open area with several buildins. "So this place was a base. Now how do we get down?"

"OVer hear, this trail leads down. Must be how zoids got in and out." They descended down. "Cadmus, Cyrus, acknowledge. We're down here looking for you." Curtis said over the comms, hoping for a response.

[MaskofSilence]

The steady rocking and the rhythmical pattern of the Zoid's feet against the desert floor was making Nell feel very sleepy. Letting out a small yawn, she closed her eyes and rested them for a moment. Her Zoid, Necros and her had been running for three days to make this delivery, not the longest one she's ever done but still just as boring.

With a sigh; she pulled up Necros's map and watched the dot as it approached the small town. "Only 20 more miles to go before we get there." she informed him with a smile. She felt the vibration of the purr run throughout the Zoid. He was happy to finally get this over with too.

Closing the map again she watched as the town got closer and closer, while Necros got slower and slower. By the time they hit the town, Necros was walking. Quickly, she found the address where the delivery went to. Nell hopped out and saw that it was a simple house. Smiling slightly she grabbed the package, tided herself up and then knocked on the door, but before she could even land a knock, the door flew opened. A younger girl with unruly brown hair was standing there grinning at her. Her mother came up behind her drying her hands on a dish rag. "Can I help you?" The women asked kindly. Nodding Nell held out a box with a yellow bow on it. "I have a delivery for you." she said with a smile.

If possible, the little girl's grin grew bigger. Swiftly, her little hands reached out for the box. Nell looked at her mother and she nodded her head yes. Nell then handed the box the little girl and she took off inside the house. "Thank you." she women said before she lightly shut the door. Walking back out to Necros, Nell hopped back in. "Come on Buddy, let's go get a drink."

Finding the local bar wasn't hard. Letting Necros rest she walked in and sat at the bar. After hanging out and having a couple shots, she walked back and got ready to hop on her Zoid; when a hand on her arm stopped her. "You a messenger?" The man asked. Out the corner of her eye she also saw Necros's tail jerk up menacingly. She placed her free hand on the Zoid, then jerked her arm back and nodded. "My boss could use your services. Follow me."

Silently she followed the man through the streets, until they came upon a shop. Opening the door he then led her to the back where there stood a single wooden door. Knocking twice the man waited, then said, "Found one Boss." The door suddenly swung open to reveal a bigger man in a suit. Pushing the little man aside he ushered Nell inside. "You may take a seat." he offered, only to find that the she remained standing. "I have a job offer for you." He started, "I need you to take this box to Zyphron, once there give it to a man named George Huffmen. Also, I need it there by the middle of next week. I'll pay half up front and half later. Deal?" He finished as he dropped the money on the desk. Picking it up, Nell counted through it. "Deal." was all she said as she pocketed the money and picked up the box.

Walking back to her Zoid, she loaded the box and jumped in. Pulling up the maps she saw that it would take about a week to get there. Just enough time. "Well, Necros, guess we're going to Zyphron. Let's get started." Getting up, Zoid and girl headed out of the town. Once they hit open desert, they started to go at a steady lope toward Zyphron.

[TheDoctor]

Aelia Auburn was sitting the bar in a cafe, staring at the cup of coffee that was between her hands. She wasn't especially craving the caffeine, but she did need something to keep her awake. Running her fingers through her blue hair, she sighed, stretching her back and feeling it crack with a satisfying pain. Stupid backless chairs...

She had been on her way to Neo Haven many nights before. The city would've given her unlimited opportunities for well-paying work, for she was a bit light in the pockets at the moment. She also could've gathered more information about her true parents, for she hadn't found anything about them since she started on her quest two years ago. After she heard about the attack on Neo Haven, however, Aelia stayed away from it. She didn't want to get involved in those worldly affairs, and plus, the citizens were hunting genezoids. Neo Haven was undoubtedly a no-go for her.

Her only choice was to go to Zyphron. That city was still in good condition, and she wouldn't be oppressed for being a genezoid. She had already done a quick sweep of the city for information a year ago, but going again would give her the opportunity to dig deeper. Looks like another trip halfway around the world for me... It frustrated her a bit that she went all this way to get to Neo Haven, yet it was blown to smithereens. However, she didn't dwell on it. It was in the past.

As her coffee cooled down, she quickly drank it, put down some money on the bar, and left. As she left, she walked near a table of guys who looked like they were up to no good. They gave wolfish grins and a few whistles as she passed, and one of them slapped her rear end, causing the table to erupt in laughter. Blushing angrily, she grit her teeth and kept walking. This was a common practice, for she had a rather desirable figure with her curves in the right places. Coupled with that was the fact that she was wearing a black top that exposed her entire midriff and shoulders and shorts that ended at her upper thighs. She endured things like this because the only thing that she could defend herself with was her zoid, but she didn't want to get in any fights. Her philosophy was always to keep her head down and not cause any trouble.

Aelia walked towards her motionless zoid, a black and gold Zaber Fang. As she approached, the zoid let out a low growl of satisfaction. She put a hand on the zoid's leg, feeling the life that was flowing through the beast.

"So we're out of work at the moment, and we need money soon." She was talking subconsciously to herself and to the zoid, although she usually spoke through her mind to the zoid. "If it wasn't for that disaster at Neo Haven, we would be working right now." She gently stroked the metal plating, looking up at the zoid. "Do you have any ideas?"

"I don't know about him, but I certainly do."

She whipped around and saw a man in his 30s with glasses, brown eyes, and short black hair behind her. He wore an open lab coat, and his hands were tucked in the pockets of his black pants underneath it. He was standing next to a white and blue Gustav with an open cockpit, which was parked next to the Zaber Fang.

Aelia cautiously glanced looked at him. "You have some work I could do? What would it be?"

The man smiled comfortably back at her. "All I ask is that you escort me to an excavation site. It is deep in bandit territory, and with my simple Gustav here, I would be a nice little treat for those savages. With a Zaber Fang like yours at my side, I would feel a lot safer." He finished with a wide smile.

In return, Aelia looked at her feet idly. "Hmm....how much are you paying for this?"

"As much as you need, within reason."

Wow, Varien. This guy really wants our help. Should we do it?

I would not recommend it, Aelia, but we don't have much of a choice. We need the money, and he will provide us with a fine amount.

Okay...but then we have to go to Zyphron!

Yes, yes, THEN we will go to Zyphron.

The wise, yet somewhat young voice of Varien was soothing in Aelia's mind. To her, Varien was like a father, and he certainly treated her like so. He kept her out of trouble, made sure that she was doing her daily exercises and got enough sleep each night, and always knew how to keep Aelia happy. It reminded her of Azuroth, her Command Wolf. Over the years, she had come to terms with his death, and she could finally think of it freely without enduring especially painful feelings of heartache. Now it was only a dull pain when she thought about it, but it had become part of her by then.

Nodded, she linked eye contact with the man for a second before she looked away, blushing slightly. "Ok, we will do it. I'm Aelia."

"Charmed. Julius Gunther." He put out his hand, smiling, and Aelia sheepishly shook it.

Their journey took the rest of the day, but they eventually arrived at the ruins without any run-ins with any bandits. As the two of them exited their zoids, Julius walked over to her. "Thank you for the escort, I truly appreciate it. If not for you, I would probably be dead or dying in the desert from a bandit raid." He gestured with his arm towards the ruins. "In return, I would like to offer you a little tour our research over here, along with your payment."

Aelia was taken a little bit off guard, but she recovered. "Oh! Well...I mean, I was just expecting a payment, but if you are offering a tour..." She bit her lip nervously, glancing up at the Zaber. Varien, what do I do?? What is the polite thing to do here?

Accept his offer, of course! That is the polite thing to do, but not necessarily the smartest. Be cautious with this man. You never know about the people you meet out here.

Before she could think about the offer, though, she spotted two zoids approaching them from the desert. One of them was a Gustav like Julius', and the other was a Red Horn. "Does that Gustav belong to you?"

"Actually, that one belongs to my fellow researcher, Professor Kyle Ran. It seems as though he has found an escort for himself as well!" He gave her a sideways glance. "We may as well wait for them before I show you the place."

[Ushima]

"Holy crap it's hot as hell." Michael stripped off his jacket and shirt, tossing them in the back. "Hey professor, how much farther?" He really just wanted to drop this guy off then head to Zyphron and meet up with the crew.

"It's just up here." The Gustav lead the way. "What's your hurry anyway?"

"I'm the human emmisary." Michael pushed a few buttons on the console. "I need to deliver a message to the Emperor about what happened."

"That's a big responsibility." Professor Ran looked back at the Red Horn. "No disrespect but you don't really seem the diplomatic type."

"I have an in with the Emperor. Me and my friends rescued his daughter when she was kidnapped." Michael explained. "It's why I was chossen. I won't get shot immediately on sight." Michael then proceeded to regall him with the tail of the rescue operation.

"Wow that's quite a job. You Paladins are tough." The two finally arrived at the ruins. The professor got out and approached his associate and his bodyguard. "Gunther. Glad you could make it." The two men shook hands.

"I wouldn't miss this for the world." Gunther looked to the Red Horn. "And who is this?"

"Come on Captain. Don't be shy." He heard grumbling come over the radio.

The cockpit opened and Michael jumped out. He stretched, jpints popping and muscles flexing, glad to no longer be cramped in the cockpit after so long. The sun was beating down on his bare skin causing him to sweat lightly. Michael drank from a bottle of water and dumped some on himself before joining the others. "Alright here I am."

"Gunther this is Michael Knight, my escort." The two men shook hands.

"Thank you for keeping my associate out of trouble." Michael just shrugged like it was nothing, which it really was. They didn't encounter any problems. "And this is Aelia Auburn." Ran and Aelia shook hands while Michael was busy staring at the Zaber. His mind returned to days when he piloted one. The black Zaber was a terror on the battlefield. How he missed it, so many good memories. Some bad ones to but the good outweighed them.

"Captain? Is everything alright?" Ran nudged Michael.

"Yeah, sorry." He glanced at the Zaber again. "Just memories." Michael extended his hand toward Aelia. "Pleasure to meet you."

[MaskofSilence]

For the rest of the day, Necros and Nell steadily closed the distance between them and Zyphron. In order to entertain herself, she had taken to talking to Necros about anything and everything. Finally; after what felt like forever, night fell and Nell decided to stop and rest. “I think we should stop for the night buddy, what do you think?” She asked her friend. She got her answer when the Zoid suddenly came to a halt, causing her jerk forward.

“Very funny.” she murmured as she leaped out, landing on her feet and then turning toward the Zoid. She noticed his tail moving back and forth, apparently he was amused. For a brief moment, she glared at Necros, but then she broke into a smile. After their day a little fun was needed. Reaching into the storage, she grabbed the bag and started to settle down. Laying on her side, she felt the cool metal of her Zoid lay next to her. Right after, she then heard the thunk of this tail land only several feet away. With a happy sigh the closed her eyes and fell into a peaceful sleep.

Nell woke up to the sun shining directly in her face. Sitting up, she yawned and then proceeded to stand. Once up she did some more stretching and then walked over to her bag and pulled out and apple and some water. Taking a sip she watch as Necros stood and stretched as well. “Morning boy.” she greeted. Her only response was a light purr that came from his chest.

Quickly she finished her meal and then jumped back in the cockpit. Once again she pulled up the map and studied it. “Well, at this rate we have another six uneventful days to go.” she told Necros dryly. Shaking his head, he took off again, going a little faster than before. He already wanted this job to be done and it had only just started. Maybe I should start taking on more difficult job, so it can be fun for a change.

Right as she thought that, a loud beep rang throughout the cabin and her map quickly filled her vision. Automatically she found herself on the map and then she saw that she had one red dot behind her. For a couple miles it trailed her and then it disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. Kitting her brows together she sighed, something wasn't right about this, at least is what her gut was telling her. “That was strange.” she muttered, almost expecting an attack. Several miles later, still nothing. But she still couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

[TheDoctor]

Cad dreamt of his family that night. He, his mother, and his father went on adventures together, hiking mountains and swimming in rivers with smiles on their faces. They had a picnic, piloted zoids, and created many nonexistant memories together. The dream was enjoyable, but he was strangely on edge the whole time. There was something off about the two of them, as if his mother and father were lying to him with every word that they said and faking every single smile they gave to him.

Eventually, his father told him that he had to go somewhere, and the sky suddenly darkened. Cadmus tried to cry out to him, but for some reason, he was unable to make a single noise no matter how hard he tried. His father slowly walked away, passed over a hill, and vanished. At this point, Cad realized that his mother had disappeared a while ago and he had had no idea. Then, he heard a low rumble, and when he turned around, Rigon's massive structure was behind him. Cad fell to his knees at the Murasame Liger's feet, and then he fell flat on the ground.

He jerked awake, twitching as his eyes snapped open. A zoid was looming over him, and as Cad slowly familiarized himself with the environment that he was in while exiting his dream, he recognized the zoid as Rigon. A groggy smile grew on his face as he wiped the grit out of his eyes, all emotions from the dream erased.

Good morning, Rigon. Are you better now?

I was fixed an hour ago, little one, and technically it is not yet morning. But yes, I am much better now. Did you sleep well?

Wait, how long was I out?

You have been asleep for about 2 hours.

Cad quickly sat up from his position. 2 hours?? He lied to me! He jumped up to a standing position and quickly spotted Cyrus sleeping on the ground. As he went to wake the sleeping man up, Rigon's deep voice permeated his thoughts.

Give him some time to rest, Cadmus. He hasn't had time to sleep until recently.

But Rigon, we have to get going! The others are probably freaking out about us, or they have already left!

Cadmus, calm yourself. We have time.

Sighing in defeat, Cad began to pace the garage, exploring while he waited.


~~

Cyrus didn’t realize he had fallen asleep. He only sat down for a quick break and blinked. Yet in his dream he looked up at his Lightening Saix, the Zoid looking down upon him with what he supposed was a look of affection. The beast had nuzzled him, gently, and a soft voice he knew he should have recognized kept calling to him.

Yet he never heard those words. His brain, even now getting the rest he at long last deserved, was still loopy and slow to function any longer. His body was aching from the adrenaline pumping to keep him moving forwards ever so slowly. A force of will had kept him awake as long as he was, but now that he was resting, his body began to shut down all functions. Thus, it made what felt like a profound dream nothing more than a picture book of confusing metaphors. He still tried to make sense of it, but eventually that voice he couldn’t place had soothed him down, gently stroking his mind to a total shut down before in the real world he was drooling.

Cyrus blinked his eyes open, and woke with a start, feeling the trail of spittle on the side of his face. He rose with speed to his feet, running to the computer and looking at the data connections and read outs. Three hours had elapsed. The Murasame was in prime condition again, the facility tending to his wounds and power output and getting the Liger back in top fighting condition as well as a printout of recommended upgrades.

The Lightening Saix was in the green again, now that it had four legs. He was pleased to see a shiny new military grade auto-cannon turret on the back of the Saix, trimmed down for speed and even had a roll cage for tumbling around. The custom leg he designed was a far cry away from the original, but those were parts he could replace or upgrade with ease. The power core was filled and so were the reserves. It also seemed the two Zoids were even hosed down by the robotic arms that now lay dormant in the corner of the garage.

“An hour huh?” Cadmus said with a bit of hurt in his tone. Cyrus turned to see the boy looking at him with no real hostility, but an obviously annoyed look. “All things aside, Cyrus, we can’t lose much more time. We really need to get going.”

“I know,” Cyrus said earnestly. “I suppose my Mercenary mentality kicked in. I was more worried about making sure we would both survive in the event of worse case scenario,” Cyrus explained. “You know; if we don’t find the others and they moved on. Still, the two of us should easily catch up to the others. If they’re waiting on Michaels Red Horn then naturally our speed will catch up to them. Besides, once we can send out a long range signal Ginger will pick it up and we can triangulate our positions.”

“Sounds good to me,” Cadmus said approaching his Zoid and getting in. “Thanks for letting me rest, Cyrus.” The mercenary looked to the Paladin and nodded respectfully as he got inside the Lightening Saix. He was pleased to see full power functions and that his command throne was in working conditions. The several touch screen H.U.D. systems were operational, and with a few tweaks he had the Zoid moving once more without a limp. The Saix stretched itself out, purring as it did so while the Liger shook back and forth until both started to leave the garage, never looking back.

“So, Cad,” Cyrus said pulling up his Video feed. The boy gave him a glance and a nod. “How do you think we get the hell out of here?"

Cad shrugged. "I have no idea, I'm just as confused as you are." The zoids left the garage, turned down the corridor, and continued further into the facility. "We might run into some more of those turrets, so stay-"

"Ca...rus, ack....ledge....down he....ing for you."

The transmission was ridden with static, but Cadmus knew the voice of his fellow Paladin. "Cy, that's Curtis!" He quickly attempted to establish a connection with the Bear Fighter, but the connection was incredibly spotty. He tried shouting into the intercom anyway, not knowing if any of it would get through at all.

"Curtis! Don't come down here! There are turrets that have some sort of anti-zoid rounds, it isn't safe! We can get out on our own, just GO!" He recorded the message and put it on a loop in case Curtis didn't hear it the first time. Then he resumed his video link with Cyrus. "We've got to start running. We can't let them get hit by those turrets as well." Cyrus responded with a curt nod, and they both accelerated their zoids to a considerable pace.

As they continued through the facility, the white walls and glass windows remained featureless. Cadmus tried peering through the windows as they flashed by, but the rooms all seemed the same as the garage: neatly packed up and abandoned. Eventually, they passed by a large opening in one wall with windows on each side of it. As Cad glanced in, he pulled the Liger to a halt. Is that...

"Cy, hold up. What is up with that?" The Saix pulled up next to the Liger, and both zoids peered inside the massive room, using their headlights to light up the other side. What they saw made both pilots gasp.

On the other side of the room there stood an Eliphander, but it wasn't any ordinary Eliphander. It was almost halfway enveloped by electronics, wires, and mechanical parts that came from a massive power core which bathed the room in a faint eerie green glow, and the other half of it was in no condition for walking. The zoid itself was partially destroyed, and the rest of it was hooked up to the power core. It was a somewhat disturbing site to see a dead zoid hooked up to machinery, but Cad forced the Liger to take a step anyway. Rigon...what is that...

I don't know, but I don't want to find out. We should leave.

No, I want to find out what this is about. The Liger took a couple cautious steps towards the Eliphander, and when it had closed half of the distance between the two of them, there was a sudden whir of machinery coming to life. The power core behind the Eliphander glowed brightly, and suddenly the machinery inside of the Eliphander glowed with the same green as the power core. The eyes of the zoid glowed brightly, and it let out a strangled trumpeting noise that no normal Eliphander would make. It fruitlessly stepped forward with its right leg, the only leg that was still intact, and waved its left leg, which was missing its lower half. The entire back of the Eliphander was inside of the power core somewhere, or maybe the back of it WAS the power core. Half of its head was blown off, and its trunk was partially split in two.

Both zoids jumped back in surprise when the machine came to life, and Cyrus connected to the Liger. "Cad, let's get out of here. This isn't go-" But he was cut off by the sound of thick metal doors sliding shut behind them. "Damn it all. Now look what you've done."

Cad snapped back at him in anger. "This isn't my fault! I was just looking!" He was also cut off, however, by an alarm blaring.

~~~~~~

When Aelia saw the black haired man step out of the Red Horn, she felt a little blood rush to her cheeks, for the man was shirtless and apparently in very good physical shape. He drank some water, pouring some onto himself, and she felt the subconscious desire to look at the ground in case he saw her staring at him. Fortunately, Gunther's associate distracted her from him by introducing Gunther. Then Gunther introduced her to his associate.

"Professor Ran?" he nodded as they shook hands. "Mr. Gunther told me about you on the way."

She noticed that the muscled man was staring at her zoid with glassy eyes. Varien...have we met this guy before? Does he recognize us or something?

I think not. I've never seen his zoid or him.

When the man named Michael snapped out of his trance, he extended his slightly sweaty hand to her. She nervously took it, giving a much weaker grip than she intended. She stammered slightly, linking eye contact with him for a second and then looking away. "P-Pleasure's all mine." Then she smiled at him, not making eye contact but making it obvious that the smile was intended towards him. When they released each others hands and Michael turned away, Aelia wiped her hands, which were sweatier than his due to nervousness, on her shorts and bare stomach. Varien, why am I so nervous?!

Because you aren't confident outside of the battle, child. That confidence will either be achieved through experience or not achieved at all. I shall not think any less of you either way.

Well...how do I become more confident in myself through "experience?"

Just...try to imagine a social situation as if it were a battle, but this is a battle to acquire someone's approval of you through words and body language rather than through violence. Good luck!

Wait...good luck? What are you-

"Come on inside, Ms. Auburn! Let me show you around a bit! Feel free to join as well, Michael." Gunther was waving her over towards the entrance of the ruins. With a sigh, Aelia gave a loathsome stare at Varien, who growled smugly, and walked towards Gunther.

[Lord Tully]

The dull thudding of the enormous machine's footsteps could be faintly heard nearly a mile and a half off, an Elephander model Zoid weighed nearly 200 tons, so noise was to be expected. The pilot, a young woman named Korzai, was a mercenary heading for Neo Haven, she'd heard a rumor of an attack on the city, a hideously unreliable rumor (the sort of rumor you get from a guy, who knows a guy, who has a 2nd cousin who was there), but if a war was brewing, pilots like her would start getting in pretty high demand. So between having nothing better to do at the moment and needing to get her Zoid tuned up she headed for the city.

It was a boring journey, and even with adjustments she'd had done to be quicker, an Elephander was still fairly slow on long-distance. As such she'd basically put the thing on auto-pilot and taken a nap, she'd set the radar to sound off if they came close to anything bigger then a human and slept most of the way. That ended however when the ground suddenly gave way underneath the left side of the Zoid, suddenly the 200 ton behemoth had fallen onto it's side, no doubt wreaking half the equipment there. "Oh this is just what I need." Korzai said bitterly when everything finally stopped moving, "Stay still and let me take a look." she told he Zoid, she usually had complete control over it but she knew that sometimes Zoids panicked after sudden injuries like that.
Korzai pushed the cockpit hatch open and looked around to see she wasn't outside anymore, "Oh this is just PERFECT!" she shouted as she looked up to see a hole above her roughly the size of her elephander, about 40 feet up. "I knew this day was gonna suck, somehoe I just knew it." She grunted angrily as she climbed off to inspect the damage. Once she got around to actually see it it wasn't quite as bad as it could have been, the left side laser guns were unquestionably scrap after that, but the rocket pod was more or less usable and none of the actual rockets seemed damaged. The Zoid was even staying perfectly still, The problem would be getting the massive machine back on its feet. "Why did I sell that winch two weeks ago? This is precisly the type of thing I bought it for in the first place." She said almost starting to whine, without a winch the best she could do was try and pilot the legs and hope to catch some kind of leverage or hope sombody who could help came along.

[Ushima]

"Did he say turrets?" Vega asked.

"I believe so. With Anti-Zoid rounds." Vega heard Curtis let out a whistle. "I know."

"Those are some expensive rounds." Curtis explained. "So this place is still operational despite it's old decrepit look."

"We need to help those two out." Vega turned toward the path down. "There's a structure down there. It might house some controls. We can deactivate some turrests if we're lucky." The group of zoids went down the path, coming up to the structure. Vega activated his sniper, aiming it down another pathway. "Get in there Curtis."

Curtis left his zoid and went into in the building. He found a large screen and a console. "Alright let's see what we have here." He started hitting buttons. "Camera's?" He activated the program. The Saix and Liger came into view. "I found them! Oh crap they're in bad shape."

"Where are they?" Vega's voice came over his headset.

"Deeper in the facility and oh shit." Cutis' jaw dropped. "What is that?" Curtis sent the image to Vega's screens.

"Well its and Elephander. But it's a wreck. Those cables are keeping it active. Who knows what else has been done to it." Vega pinched the bridge of his nose. "Just shut down those turrets so we can help.

"Got it." Curtis hit a few more buttons. "Glad the boss took the time to teach me how to do this." Curtis deactivated the turrets. "Oh hey I can boost communication. We should be able to get a message through. At least a bit more clearly." Finishing with his computer hacking Curtis returned to his zoids. "Hey Cad it's me again. We dealt with those turrets and are on the way to help. Don't kill that thing before we get there, I want a shot at it."

~

"Ancient ruins? Sounds interesting." Michael and the group started towards the ruins. It was a large rock formation with an opening in the base. There were light fixtures already in the walls, showing they had already been here. They passed through the opening. "Ah the shade feels good."

"Indeed." Ran led them over to a sold steel plate. "We think this is a door but there's no way to open it. Which is why we had to go get tools." Michael nodded and started looking around. He could see some runes carved into the walls. Approaching them he put his against them. The weirdest thing happened. The ones he touched glowed faintly and soon the wall opened up.

"Huh?" Michael glanced behind him to see if anyone noticed. No one did. The professors were getting their tools ready and Aelia was assisting. "A button?" Hesitantly Michael reached out and pushed it.

"Gah!" The professors jumped back as the door they were about to work on opened up. "What happened?"

"Uh, I found a button." Michael pointed to the button. "So we going further or what?" The group passed through the doorway and descended some stairs. It was the professors out in front followed by Aelia then Michael. He was looking her over, taking her in. He thought she was pretty. Then Aelia started falling forward. Michael reached out and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her back. "Curse these old stairs." Michael set her next to him. "There ya go." They continued down the stairs coming to a large room. There were consoles everywhere, numerous screens and two pods. One was large and tall. The other was small and laying horizontal, and opened.

"By Eve." They approached the pods. "This is amazing."

Michael looked at the closed pods. Reaching up he wiped off some condensation. "Ah!" He came face to face with a mechanical dinosaur (http://media.photobucket.com/image/organoid/BerserkFuhrer86/For%2520Sites/OrganoidBlack.jpg). That got the attention of the others and they came to investigate. "What is that thing?"

"An organoid. They're really rare. To see one is astounding." Ran trailed off, fussing over the pod.

Michael went to the other pod. "If that organoid was in there than what was in there?" He started feeling dizzy and his vision darkened. He was a little nervoud, especially when his vision went black and he started seeing images.

~

"My lord! Zoid Prime is about to breach our defences!" What seemed like a soldier was talking to a man. He was wearing regal clothing and looking at the monitors.

"Seems all our plans failed. We can't stop it." He approached a woman. "How is he?"

"Kalren just went to sleep." The woman was holding a baby. He couldn't be more than eight months old with a tuft of black hair on his head. The woman handed the baby over to her husband.

"My son. You will not see to greatness of our empire. But you will survive to live on and grow in the new age." He set the baby into the small pod and it closed. "But you will not be alone. Deltarass."

"Yes my lord?" The black organoid approached. "I am ready for cryogenic stasis."

"You will assist Kalren as he grows." Deltarass got into his pod. The man hit buttons on the console. "Go forth and achieve victory." The pod closed.

"My lord they're in the first chamber." Soldiers scrambled, grabbing weapons.

The lord placed two objects in a case. "Heirlooms of our people for Kalren. Now men. Go forward and fight!"

~

Michael's vision returned and he was stumbling backward. "Captain?" Ran approached Michael. "Are you alright?" Michael passed out.

[MaskofSilence]

Head lolling forward, Nell was having a hard time getting herself to stay awake. She was so bored that she even started counting how many plants she saw in the dry desert landscape. So far she was only at three. She desperately wanted to sleep, but on the other hand she didn't want to leave Necros to face the boredom by himself, only god knows what he would do if she fell asleep. So, she decided to start a conversation with him.

"Hey Necros, what do you think about finding a new job? Maybe one more exciting." she asked casually, carefully paying attention to the movements and noises that the Zoid was making. After she asked she could feel the Zoid's step quicken and the call of a wildcat came from him. It was excited at the thought of a more fast paced and fun job. Nell laughed to herself at the Zoid's reaction.

Then Nell noticed something a couple feet in front of her. A huge hole was in the desert floor. It almost looked like something had fallen though it. "So you going over or around?" she thought. When his course didn't change she knew the answer. His steps changed as he was ready to leap over the hole. When he jumped she looked down and much to her surprise, there was a Zoid and girl in the hole. Before she even said anything Necros skidded to a halt.

Quickly she slid out of the cockpit and rushed over to the hole. A girl with short brown hair and an Elephander looked back at her. Without speaking she walked back to Necros. Carefully she guided him forward till he was close enough to the hole. She then reached into the storeage compartment grabbed her tool's and a long rope. Tying the rope around Necros's leg, she tossed it over the side and climbed down with her tool's. Silently she motioned to her tools and then the Elephander, asking permission to work on the Zoid.

[Lord Tully]

Down in the hole Korzai had been digging a small step under one of the Zoid's feet, hoping it would catch and give it enough leverage to stand again. It was a slow possess with sucha large foot, and Korzai was getting completely covered in dirt but she couldn't just do nothing. The work was cut short when the instruments in the cockpit sounded off, something was approching them fast, "Ohh no, what now?" she asked scrambling to the storage bay to grab a weapon, she looked at the radar to see that whatever it was seemed to be a vehicle or maybe a light Zoid so she grabbed the biggest weapon she kept on hand, a granade launcher.

She nearly fired out of panic when something went flying over the hole above her, but she missed her chance and could only wait and hoped they'd seen her (And were friendly). When she finally saw the Zoid stop at the edge and it's pilot climb down she stepped more into view, "Yes, if you could help us get stood up agan that would be great, but don't try anything." she told the young woman, keeping her weapon trained on her. "If you could possibly help us get out of here that would be even better."

[TheDoctor]

When the alarm started, the Saix growled at the Liger as Cyrus' voice sarcastically came through the intercom. "Oh, and I suppose THIS isn't your fault either?"

In response, the Liger crouched down, growling at a lower tone and glaring at the Saix. "Shut it, Cy! I had no idea that this was going to happen!"

Cadmus, BEHAVE. We need to get out of here, now. We don't have time to argue about it.

Fine, should we destroy the Elephander? It seems like it has something to do with the security...I think?

Yes. We need to put it out of its misery. Wait, hold on, the comm link is up again, and Curtis is communicating with us!

"Hey Cad it's me again. We dealt with those turrets and are on the way to help. Don't kill that thing before-"

"I think that's enough for now."

As the comm link was suddenly severed again, the Liger and Saix both turned to the voice, and a hooded man (http://safebooru.org/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=807834) stepped from the corner of the room.

"Cy, that dude wasn't there before. Where did he come from?" Cad shifted the blade of Zi so that it pointed directly at the man.

"I don't know, I'm not reading anything from that corner. He seems to have just appeared in the room!" Worried confusion seeped into Cyrus' voice, for this man did not seem to be at all normal.

"I don't think that we are properly introduced." The man spoke with a deep voice and moved as if he were at home. "But do not worry about the pleasantries. You," he pointed to the Liger. "Must be Cadmus and Rigon, and you," he pointed to the Saix. "Must be Cyrus and...oh, what's this? We have a little something special for your zoid!"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Cyrus stared at the man in confusion and anticipation.

"Oh, don't worry about it, I'm sure that she wishes to be left alone." The man chuckled deeply. "Now, let me introduce my associate. This, my friends, is the Centipos, SIREN." As he said this, the empty space behind him was suddenly filled by the Centipos (http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2011/132/c/7/zoid_scolipede__colored__by_bladegunsniper-d3g5hml.png). "Now, let me introduce myself." The man grinned, walking with his hands behind his back towards the Eliphander as his eyes glowed with a strange blue light. "I am the alpha, the beginning, the undying. I am the Zoid Prime." He stopped in front of the Eliphander, turning his back to the zoid to face the Liger and Saix.

"Cy," Cadmus patched through to Cyrus' intercom. "Do you think that we should attack him? Maybe we can catch him by surprise and-"

"That would be unwise, Cadmus." The man spoke as if he had heard the transmission. "You see, Siren still holds incredible power in this bounded form of his. I advise you to stay, and listen to what I tell you." He turned his back to them, nodding at the Eliphander. "This is an interesting specimen, the effect of your corrupted minds, human and genezoid alike. I shall allow it to speak for itself."

Clearing his throat, the man spoke louder. "Identify system!"

The Eliphander glowed a brighter green, and voice spoke from it that sounded like a woman and a computer. "Self Aware Technological Avatar Network. Domain: Devil's Canyon Research Lab and Production Center."

The man grinned wider. "Identify user!"

Once again, the Eliphander glowed a bright green, flashing every time that a word was pronounced. "Overseer: Zoid Prime."

"Catalogue all zoids currently in production!"

There was a hum in the room for a few seconds until the A.I. spoke again. "All zoids catalogued. List?"

"Confirm." The man grinned even wider as all of the zoids that were being produced were verbally listed. Among the zoids on the list were Gordos, Liger varients, Zaber Fangs, Gunsnipers, Godulas, and almost every single zoid that had been used by the Republic in the war. The man turned to face them again. "As you can see, I have the command over almost every single type of zoid ever made!"

He cleared his throat again. "Production rate!"

The female voice responded. "Production rate currently at 10%."

"Good." The man chuckled. "Increase production rate to 100%."

"Production rate increasing. Production rate at 11%."

The man looked at the ground. "Now, you may ask why I am telling you all of this. And my answer is this:" He looked up, glaring at the two zoids with intense ferocity. "Spread the word of my coming. I will return this land to its rightful owner, and none shall stand in my way. The corrupted generation shall fall, and the generation of purity shall rise!"

Then the man looked directly at the camera that Curtis was watching from. "Your friend seems to have deactivated the turrets. They will be active again in..." The man glanced at the Eliphander. "Five minutes. Now RUN."

The two Zoids lofted for only a brief moment before they turned and began full gallop out of the area, the Eliphander’s trunk like nose lifting upwards and howling as several warning Claxons and Sirens continued to ring in both men’s ears. The Saix was in the lead and took a skidding turn, weapons hot as the auto cannon belted shot after shot into a few turrets that rose out of the ground, but his hull was shaken by return fire from another source.

“Cad they got security Zoids!” With a roar of assent the Liger pounced forwards, the undercarriage pulse shots blasting apart a command wolves chin making an opening as several military grade Zoids began to stampede out like ants.

“There’s too many of them!” Cadmus hollered over the radio, both Zoid’s shaking under the heavy fire. Cyrus looked to his left and found a gated off area, and with a blink shot he transmitted the image to Cadmus. The two turned and ran for all they were worth, rushing as fast as they could as Cyrus felt a panel being stripped and falling in the fullisade behind them. Each Zoid that chased them stopped firing, instead adopting strike claw systems as their front paws began to glow with an ominous golden aura. Cyrus shot a deadeye rocket into the gate, obliterating it as he skidded and turned again, putting much strain on his new leg system.

“Move onwards without me, Cadmus, I got an idea. I’m gonna hit their power supply!”

“Not without me you aren’t!” Cadmus argued over the intercom as the Liger roared past the Saix. Cyrus shifted himself in his seat and tapped the image, circling the exit hole he found.

“This is no suicide hero story, this is necessity. I’m faster, I’ll do it! Now GO!” Cadmus let out a reluctant sigh as the Saix began to eat the ground and spit it up in large clumps of dirt, growling as the beast put on an extra wind to sprint. The auto cannon took aim and began to fire, hitting large boxes causing huge explosions as he raced through the area. The lights in the facility dimmed and flickered, and Cyrus let out a triumphant cry. It was working! Several defense systems shut off instantly, the claxons and sirens silencing themselves. The Zoids pursuing them stopped and turned to address the fire, their bulk trying to stomp out the ever hungry flames.

Cyrus let out another cheer as he rushed back towards his escape hole. Cadmus came up on screen and had a silly grin on his face as the two nodded to the other.

Then his Zoid shook, system jolting, then power being lost, then it went into a command freeze all in the span on a trot. The Zoid landed awkwardly; stumbling like a drunkard as another sniper shot pelted through the Zoid in the rear motor unit, cutting down the servos in a single shot. Whoever took the shot knew his Zoid inside and out. He felt the rear legs seizing as Cadmus’ voice let out a screech of frustration, the Liger already turning but a wave of shots blocked him inside the hole. The front two paws glowed on Cyrus’ unit as he dragged himself forwards, the rear leg unit completely dead.

“Come on, come on, come on,” Cyrus repeated in a mantra, his eyes scanning for anything that could help him, but another shot blasted the bolt and screw section of his auto cannon, and with a quake the unit slammed down backwards off the Saix. “COME ON!” Cyrus shouted in hysterics, arms fighting with the dying controls. Another Sniper shot, well placed, took the Saix’s guidance offline. “No, dammit! No!” Cyrus swore up and down until a final shot echoed in the air, and he instinctively knew where that bullet was coming. He closed his eyes, grabbed his locket, and made peace with the world…

~~~~~~~~~~~

When Michael passed out, he turned around and stumbled forwards into Aelia, who managed to cushion his fall. She wasn't able to do much but allow him to fall on her due to the fact that his larger body structure was mostly muscle, and she didn't have nearly enough muscle of her own to keep him up. Therefore, the only thing the she could do was control her own fall.

She fell right on her rump, feeling the floor bruise her already. As the dust settled, she sat there, slightly perplexed by the situation for several seconds. Her eyes wide with shock, she looked down at the man that fell unconscious upon her. His body lay slightly lower than hers with most of his weight upon her thighs, but his head lay on her breasts with his face towards the side. She knew it was accidental, but she still felt somewhat uncomfortable with the situation. Blushing profusely at the situation, she watched as sweat began to accumulate on his forehead. Fortunately, if there was one thing that Aelia knew, it was first aid.

He's pale...sweating more than usual... She felt his forehead with the back of her hand. "He's going into shock." Slipping out of her trance, she awkwardly flipped Michael onto his back while sliding herself out from under him. "Professor Ran, can you place that rock underneath his feet and keep them together? Make sure it is flat." She pointed towards the other man. "Mr. Gunther, if you have any kind of blanket you can give me. We need to keep him warm, even though it is plenty hot already. Don't worry, he isn't in serious trouble, but if we don't treat him now then he could be." She bit her lip as she thought. "Also, I need to borrow your lab coats in the meantime."

The men reluctantly agreed, and moments later they had the lap coats draped over Michael's chest. Then Gunther left the room, and Ran, after making sure that Michael's legs were secure upon the rock, went to go get some water for Michael when he woke back up. Meanwhile, Aelia kneeled down by his head, sitting on her heels and lifting Michael's head to be cushioned by her thighs. She looked down at him, confused by his reaction to the pod. What kind of mysteries do you have? Then she looked at the pod in front of her, a questioning look upon her face.

"And what about you?"

[Ushima]

Screams. They were so loud. He could do nothing to make them stop. An entire race dying out before his eyes. It was....he didn't know how to explain it. Groaning he opened his eyes, finding three pairs of eyes looking down at him. "How long was I out?"

"About twenty minutes." Ran answered. "Gave us quite the scare there."

"Sorry." Michael sat up, his head pounding in protest but he did it anyway, he was stubborn like that. "I saw...." Michael choked on his word, not findind them.

"Saw what?" Gunther pressed.

"Extinction." Michael pushed himself to stand but need Aelia's help. She was trying to support him as best as she can. "This place was the Zoidian's last stand."

"Last stand?" The professors looked at each other. "What do you mean?"

"Something called Zoid Prime. They were trying to fight it but were losing. Badly." Michael, with Aelia's help, moved toward the open pod. "They put a baby in here. Their last hope to preserve their race. And this organoid was to help him." Michael reached out and touched the sealed pod. And once again something happened. The organoids eyes started glowing and the water drained from the pod. Everyone backed up as the pod opened.

The organoid looked at each one. "Scanning for user." A red beam sweeped the room. "User identified." It moved in front of Michael. "Greetings. I am unit 3472, but you may refer to me as Deltarass."

"Deltarass?" The name made his head hurt. "Can't I call you Delta for short?"

"Reconfiguring." The organoid was silent for a moment. "Reconfigured. You may call me Delta. I am Delta."

"So I'm your user now?" Delta nodded, or as best a nod a mechanical dinosaur can perform. "Why?"

"...." Delta tilted his head. "Because."

"Well works for me." Michael said.

"That's it?" Ran looked at him in disbelief.

"Look I leanred not to question these things. Cause chances are nothing I can do will change this little guy's mind." Michael looked back at Delta. "So how long were you asleep Delta?"


"Calculating. Elapsed time calculated at two thousand five hundred and twenty three years, nine hours, thirty three minutes and seven seconds." There was a series of clicks coming from Delta. "Running diagnostics. Systems running at optimal capacity."

"Astounding." Ran and Gunther moved in to get a closer look.

"Don't mind them Delta, they're just curious." Michael moved over to a console. "Now let's see here." The console lit up and he started hitting buttons.

"Should you be touching that?" Aelia asked.

"I know what I'm doing." Some sparks shoot out on the other side of the room. "Sorta." Delta move over to where the sparks were and started repairing. Michael hit a few more buttons before an image of outside appeared. He could see the Zaber Fang, Gustavs and Red Horn. "Oh no." He also saw several Rev Raptors and an Iron Kong. Michael knew who they were. A rival mercenary group. "Skullcrushers."

"Hello there Knight. Nice to see you again." A femal voice said.

"Hello Gloria (http://safebooru.org/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=257331)." Michael pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. "Can't say I share the pleasure. Now what do you want?"

"What do you think?" Gloria laughed.

"Ok enough of that." Michael shut off the screen. "Right well seems we have a problem." He hit a few buttons. "I've locked this place down. When night falls and they're asleep we can make a break for our zoids." Michael removed himself form Aelia's hold and sat down against the wall, pulling out his revolver and started going over it. Delta curled up next to him. "Now we wait."

[MaskofSilence]

It took a lot of effort for Nell not to smack herself in the face. How could she be so stupid as to not think that this person might be armed and think she was a potential enemy? Well, there was nothing that she could do now but think of the problem at hand, trying to get the Elephander back on four feet and out of this hole.

With a faint sigh, Nell walked over to the Elephander and got to work. First she checked to make sure that all the basic system's were running. Once she determined that everything was working properly, she moved on the more complex systems. Within an hour she was working on mechanical side of getting the Zoid back up. If she was lucky, she would be able to get the Zoid back up within the next hour or two.

Luck was on her side, two hours later the Zoid was standing back in the upright position. Now all they had do was get it out of the 40 ft hole that it had fallen into. She was a little lost for idea's on this side of things though. Picking up her tool's; she went and stood next to the women, who had yet to take the gun off her since she started working on the Zoid and shrugged. Hopefully the women had an idea, and if she didn't then Nell had a feeling that she would be stuck here for a while.

Then again she could always just leave the women if nothing worked out. Although the idea sounded tempting, her conscience wouldn't let her do that. If worst came to worst, Nell could go find maybe someone else to help.

[Lord Tully]

Korzai kept watch on the woman as she worked, amazed at how adept she seemed at fixing the Zoid. After a while she lowered her weapon but didn't turn her back for a second, partly because she wanted to observe what she was doing to her Elephander. It took much longer then she'd thought, but Korzai wasn't going to complain about free help, "Once you're done here maybe we can go to Neo Haven together, if you're going that way at least." she said hoping to get the woman to at least speak.

When her zoid had finally gotten back on its feet Zorzai went up to if and gently placed a hand on its trunk, "Thank you, I'm not sure what I would do if I couldn't get it upright again, you've no idea what I've investing in this creature." she said to the woman before looking up at the hole above them, "If you have a winch or a tow cable or something we could probably get it back up, if you don't then you can go on and leave, I can probably find my way out through the tunnels." She said putting her gun down, "My name's Korzai by the way." Korzai put her hand out to the woman, "And I promise I'll find a way to repay you for this."

[TheDoctor]

Varien, don't move. Those mercs don't know that you are fully capable of attacking. We will sneak out and obtain our zoids while they are asleep.

Aelia, that plan is foolish. They'll have guards posted around the place that go off of shifts. They aren't entirely stupid! Did you come up with this plan, per chance?

She blushed. No...Michael did. I'm just going with the program.

Well take a hint, dear: don't follow Michael.

As the hours ticked by, Aelia wandered the place, idly touching certain runes that were carved in the walls. She couldn't help but think about a few things that Michael had said despite the fact that most of what he had said was based off of a probable delusion from shock. She was still fascinated nonetheless. After all, that WAS an organoid. All traces of those had been erased hundreds of years ago.

But something he had said had made her especially curious. "They put a baby in here. Their last hope to preserve their race." There was something strange about that. The Ancient Zoidians were much smarter than to preserve their race with one baby. There had to be others. You can't preserve a race for long without someone of the opposite sex. There must be others.

Finally, curiousity overcame her nervousness, and she approached the man who sat against the wall. She put her hands behind her back, leaning against the wall. "Michael, you said something earlier about the..." she glanced over at the opened pod. "...child being their last hope to preserve their race. But you can't preserve a race with one child, can you?" She cocked her head. "So what happened to the other pods? Did you see anything else about them in your..." I can't call them delusions. That would be flat out rude. Maybe... "...visions?"

[Ushima]

"I only saw what happened in the vision." Michael put a bullet in a chamber before rotating the cylinder. "There might be other pods but I have no way of knowing for sure." Michael stood and moved toward the pods. "I think these were the most important ones." With his gun he gestured to them, using it as a pointer. "This one," He approached the smaller pod. "He's supposed to do something. Delta. Are there any other pods?"

"There are currently two hundred and ninety seven pods out of three hundred curently active." Delta informed them.

"And where are they?" Michael pressed for more information.

"Orders are to wait for danger to pass before reactivating. Danger is still present." And that was all the information Delta provided.

"Wait you said there were three hundred pods but two hundred and ninety seven are still active. And these two are off. That means there's another Zoidian walking around out there." Michael holstered his gun. "Great this just got more confusing."

"I have something for you." Michael quirked an eyebrow in curiosity but still followed Delta over a a pedestal. A panel opened up and another panel rose up to take it's place. "The heirlooms of the Zoidian royal family. " The first item Michael picked up was a gun (http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs51/f/2009/262/9/d/Revolver_FINISHED_01_by_The_5.png), it was flat black with a silver cylinder, and rather large. Michael had no doubt it's calibur was equally as large.

"I'm gonna have to buy another holster." He tucked behind him on his waist. The metal felt cool against his bare skin. "And what do we have here? A royal saber (http://preview.turbosquid.com/Preview/Content_2010_12_09__13_39_34/sword_03.jpgb916bef2-b391-4c9a-a245-ee6132f238b9Larger.jpg)" He unsheathed the blade and inspected it. "Good quality. A little dull but overall it's great." The sword was then placed on his back. Michael adjusted the strap. "Ok everyone listen up. We're going to be moving out soon. Now we're going to move through the camp and get to our zoids. I'll be taking out any sentries we come across. We move silent and fast."

[MaskofSilence]

"My name's Korzai by the way." She stuck her hand out toward Nell, "And I promise I'll find a way to repay you for this."

Slowly, Nell reached out and took Korzari's hand. She wasn't ready to talk to the women though, but she did feel that Korzai should know her name. After they were done shaking, Korzari went to draw her hand away, Nell had another idea though. Without saying a word Nell caught the women's hand and then turned it palm up. She started to trace letter's on the women's hand. As she spelled, Korzari read it out loud.

"N-E-L-L. Nell. That's your name?"

Nodding her head and offering a small smile, Nell then proceeded to grab her tools and walk back over to the rope. Once at the bottom she tied herself safely on and then sent out two loud clicks. Automatically the rope started to move. It took a couple minutes, but she finally managed to make it to the top of the whole. Climbing back over, she looked around and saw that Necros was several feet away from when she left him. Causally he walked back her, nuzzling her and welcoming her back. She laughed a little and greeted him back.

"Not quite done yet." she told him as she went and found what Korzari suggested. Nell hoped that she had one and much to her surprise, she did. Walking back to the edge she tossed down one side and let Korzari strap it around the Zoid. Let's do this. Was her though as they go started.

[TheDoctor]

"You didn't think that I would let you die without a kiss goodbye, would you sweetie?"

Ginger's flirtatious voice came through the intercom, and Cadmus saw the Lanstag standing behind the fallen Saix, energy shield emitting brilliantly from the zoid. It blocked the shot from the sniper, but the shot still obviously caused the zoid to falter slightly. This gave Cadmus the perfect opportunity to strike back, unleashing a barrage Rigon's shock cannons upon the passage behind them. He fired upon the supports above the passage far behind them, and Ginger obviously took a hint from the approach, for she began to fire upon the same place. Other zoids behind them started to fire upon the structure as well, although Cadmus was not sure who. Their combined fire caused the supports to collapse, and the passage caved in.

Letting out a shout of joy, Cadmus turned back to their escape route. In the passageway stood the Bear Fighter and Snipe Master that belonged to Curtis and Vega. They had escaped. They had done it. Grinning ear to ear, Cadmus connected to each of them through video.

"Thanks guys, you saved our asses back there." He looked around at them, counting their zoids. "Wait, where is Elle?"

"She left, said that she had a job to finish." Curtis shrugged.

Well damn it all. That whole argument was pointless. Cad looked through the glass of the cockpit, sighing.

Cadmus, that whole argument was pointless in the first place you fool.

Hush, Rigon. Not the time. He felt the zoid rumble in amusement. Cadmus himself grinned a bit, but he was somewhat depressed that Elle was absent. Still, his heartache would pass. He heard Cyrus speak to Ginger through intercom.

"Hey Ginger, do you think that you could bring the Gustav down here? I don't see any other way that the Saix will get out." He sighed, looking around in the cockpit regretfully. "Damn, she got a beating today."

"Of COURSE I can, my dear." She winked at him through the video link. "Would you like to hop into my cockpit and come with me? We would have quite a ball..."

"Not so fast." Vega interrupted her flirtatious game, leaving her with a pouting face. "We need to talk about what happened. Ginger, I am going to need to keep Cyrus here for a bit."

She gave a dramatically disappointed face, sighing. "FINE, I'll go get the Gustav...alone..."

"I'll go with you, Ginger." Curtis volunteered. "Better to go in pairs."

The Lanstag and the Bear Fighter left at a trot, then Vega hopped out of the Snipe Master. He motioned for Cadmus and Cyrus to do the same, and they did. Then, they met in the middle. Cadmus and Cyrus explained the full story, leaving out parts of the bitter arguments that they had had before to avoid complete embarressment. They were already ashamed in the first place, but some things did not need to be said.

When they had finished, Vega sighed hopelessly, shaking his head. "I can't believe what I just heard. Cyrus, you may be exempt from the Paladins, but I will still scold you for making such foolish choices." Cyrus looked down in shame, turning red. "You handled the situation terribly, and you couldn't even handle taking watch and dealing with Cadmus' grudges. I expect better from a fully grown adult like you."

Then he turned to Cadmus. "You, on the other hand, are NOT exempt from the Paladins. This behavior is most certainly not tolerated in this organization. Curtis even acts more mature than you, and he is thirteen! You are four years older than him, yet you acted as if you were four younger! Stop acting like a kid, and start to act like an adult, you fool. You and Cyrus nearly died many times. Had Cyrus been a member of the Paladins, you would both be removed from the organization." He pointed at Cadmus. "Consider this a warning, boy. The next time that something like this happens, do not expect my support when you are removed."

While Cadmus turned crimson with shame, he radiated with anger. If there was one thing that he hated the most, it was being called a boy, a kid, or a child. People took advantage of his young age to see him as a naive newborn, but he saw himself as no such thing. Sighing in defeat, Cadmus nodded, forcing an apology out of his mouth.

Ginger and Curtis finally arrived with the Gustav, and they managed to safely secure the Saix onto the trailer. While Cyrus traveled with Ginger in the Gustav, Cadmus allowed the Liger to make its own way out of the cavern. Sighing, he leaned his head back, a slight grin upon his face. Whether he had been stupid or not, he had certainly showed himself as a worthy pilot. A foolish one, but definitely powerful. With the Liger's steady climb, Cadmus quickly lapsed into sleep.

[Ushima]

There's only so much one can do while they waited to go into battle. And once you've gone over your plan a hundred time and cleaned and inspected your weapons for equally that many one tends to get anxious. Which Michael was, anticipating the upcoming violence he paced around the room. "A majority of the enemy force has retired for the evening."

Holstering his weapon Michael cracked his knuckles and neck. "Ok everyone stay close and silent. We'll be getting a drink at the next town before we know it." Unsealing the room the snuck out and were on the borders of the enemy camp. Michael drew his knife. There was a passing patrol guard, the group ducked behind tents. Once he passed Michael reached out, covering the guard's mouth and slit his throat. Michael looked inside the tent he was hiding behind and saw that it was empty so he dragged the body inside. When he emerged the others saw his hands glisten in the moonlight. One by one Michael eliminated enemy guards as the crossed through the camp, to get to their zoids on the other side.

Ok here we-" Michael looked behind him when an alarm rang out, he saw Gunner on the ground, his foot caught on a wire. "Shit! Everyone get in!" The scrambled into their zoids. Delta merged with the Red Horn.

~

"Who is this? Reveal yourself intruder!"

"I am Delta. An organoid partnered with your pilot. Who is addressing me?"

"I am Aggrog. The Red Horn."

"Zoid's now possess their own sentience. This is most interesting. Michael never mentioned that."

"Must not have found it important. The kids good in a fight but important non-combat related details he tends to miss."

"How is he as a pilot?"

"The best I've ever had, the best ever. He brings me strong opponents which I defeat. I couldn't be any luckier."

~

"Go I'll cover your retreat!" The Red Horn turned to face the enemy, weapons firing. The others tried protesting but he silenced them and sent them off. It wasn't much of a fight, most of them seemed to be retreating. "Ha! That's right you better run!"

"Foreign onboard devices detected." The monitor showed several strange objects attached to his Red Horn.

"What!?" Something wrapped around him and he felt himself moving, fast. The sound of exploding metal sent a chill down his spine. Once he stopped moving he was deposited on the sand. Getting up on his knees he gazed at the flaming wreckage of the Red Horn. The most feared Zoid in the Wasteland sat there in pieces, and on fire. Tears welled up in his eyes, soon threatening to spill.

"All enemies are gone." Delta said. He looked over the emotional human. "Aggrog said he had fun." With that the tears came in full force.

[TheDoctor]

When Michael sent them off, Aelia stuck with Gunther and Professor Ran in their Gustavs, her in her Zaber Fang. Some of the bandits had trailed off to attack them, two Guysacks and a Stealth Viper. The Stealth Viper was on her left, the Guysacks on the right.

Varien, I'm fusing now.

Yes, ma'am.

She flew out of the cockpit in a ball of light, fusing with the Zaber Fang on the run. The anti zoid machine gun on the top of the zoid turned to fire at the Guysacks, knocking one out of commission while the other one was forced to falter. As the gun fired, though, the zoid leapt to the Viper, using the killer sabres to destroy the slithering zoid. Then with extreme agility, the Zaber Fang leapt back to the last Guysack, colliding with it and firing the machine gun at point blank range, tearing the zoid apart. It was over in a matter of seconds. Aelia may have been a timid girl, but she was a skilled and ruthless pilot.

She ejected from the zoid core, reforming in the cockpit. She was covered by a thin layer of sweat, breathing heavily. After checking to see that they were no longer being chased, she tied up her blue hair that usually reached past her shoulders into a messy bun at the back of her head, leaving a few strands of hair unbounded at the sides of her face.

"Alright, we're clear." She stopped the Zaber Fang, speaking to Ran and Gunther. "I'm going back to find Michael, you two should follow." Do you think he is ok?

I'm sure he is fine. He can probably take more than a few blows.

When they finally returned, Aelia saw the tragedy. The Red Horn had been destroyed, and Michael was in tears next to the wreckage. She stepped out of the Zaber, putting a hand up to her mouth. "Oh..." Pounded by flashbacks of Azuroth, her old Command Wolf that had been ravaged by Heldigunners years ago, she gently walked towards the black haired man who was kneeling on the ground, the organoid next to him.

Aelia stopped behind him, entranced by the wreckage as she knelt to the ground next to him and put comforting arms around him. She was only able to say two words.

"I know."

[Lord Tully]

~Is this woman freaking mute?~ Korzai thought as she climbed the leg of her Zoid to get the rope under it, whether she was or not Nell seemed to understand her and that was good enough "Alright I think if I can get one or two good steps on this wall that should be enough help for you to lift us out of here!" She shouted up to Nell, "I'm gonna see if I can cut out a spot where the legs can grab hold." She said as she climbed to the cockpit. Once the Zoid accepted her hands on the controls again she turned it so that the undamaged side laser could aim at the wall, she shot the laser hoping to carve out a sort of foot hold for the massive machine to try and climb the wall a bit.
After a minute or so there were two new holes in the wall and Korzai tentativly placed on of the Elephander's giant feet into on of them, "Alright whenever you're ready Nell!" Korzai said over her radio so she wouldn't have to open up the cockpit again.

[Ushima]

Memories. Some were good, others bad. It was the good ones he'd keep for a long time, forever. They were all he had left of his Red Horn, his partner. That marks the second zoid he lost. And this one hurt even more than the first, cause unlike his Zaber, this was his zoid. He owned it, put work into it, took care of it. Michael tried to stand, getting up on weak legs. He stumbled again but this time Aelia managed to keep him balanced.

~

"Finally we're out." Curtis cheered, happy to no longer be underground.

"I agree. Even I found that annoying." Vega pushed up on his glasses. "Now we came out somewhere else." A map appeared on his display. "We are infact closer to our destination."

"Lucky us." Curtis yawned.

"Indeed." Lowering the map the Snipe Master started moving. "We need to get moving. For all we know Michael could be at the Canyon already."

Curtis snorted. "Yeah right."

~

"Now what?" The professors returned to the group, seeing the destruction first hand. To say they were sad was an understatement.

After a few moments of silence Michael spoke. "We need to move. Who knows how long they'll stay away. And I have a team to rendevous with at Devil's Canyon. I don't want to keep them waiting."

A few noises came from Delta, it sounded like a radar ping. "We have incoming movement."

"Shit." Michael cursed, weapon drawn.

"From the south." Michael turned to face the south, coming face to face with the plumme of smooke from his destroyed Zoid. A loud roar was hears as the smoke parted. A zoid landed and slid to a stop in front of the group.

"What the hell?" Michael moved toward the zoid. It was a Liger (http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y216/nekoteka/side.jpg), that much is obvious. It was white with a blue swirl pattern. Tied to it's back left leg was a grey sash and on it's back was a sword. But it wasn't like the usual blades, there was actually a sheath and the blade actually had to be drawn. Speaking of blade being drawn the Liger drew the blade, everyone behind him gasped, swinging it toward Michael. He reacted, years of combat and instincts kicking in. He drew his own sword. The blades touched, Michael was surprised to find no actual force behind the attack. The Liger let out a low rumble.

"I believe that was a test." Delta said, breaking the awkward silence.

The Liger sheathed his blade and lowered it's head, opening the hatch allowing Michael access. "Right then," Michael sheathed his own weapon. "Let's get moving." Delta fused with the Liger and Michael booted up the controls. The word KINAMI flashed across the screen. "Kinami Liger?"

"This zoid is old." Delta's voice came through the speakers. "And it's still in remarkable condition."

"I've leanred not to question these sorts of things." The unique blade liger smarted moving. "We have a canyon to get to."

[MaskofSilence]

While Korzai handled things in the pit, Nell climbed in Necros and got comfortable. "Okay Necros, on que, you start pulling and the Elephander will push." she told him while placing her hands on the controls and got ready. It had been a couple minutes and Nell was about ready to hop out and see if everything was okay when Korzai's voice came over the radio; "Alright, whenever you're ready Nell!"

Taking a deep breath, Nell then pressed the transmission button; that was her signal to go. Automatically Necros reacted. He started to slowly back up and the Elephander started to go forward. The next two hours for Nell, Necros, The Elephander and Korzai was tense. But finally, the Elephander made it safely out of the hole.

With a sigh of relief Nell jumped back out and unhooked the two Zoids. She then proceeded to place the cord back in storage. Afterwords, she hopped back in Necros. For a second, both Zoids just sat there unsure what to do. Suddenly, Nell remembered she had a package that she had to deliver. Maybe Korzai would go with her?

Pressing the radio button, she took a deep breath and asked, "Zyphron?".

[TheDoctor]

-Two weeks later-

Cadmus tapped the holographic screen above him, playing a simple turn-based strategy game with the computer. He was losing, which wasn't surprising. It was only something that he used to pass the time during their journey to Devil's Canyon. With his feet kicked up on the controls and his seat leaned back, he sighed, making the only move that he could before the computer beat him. He didn't want to bother buying a simpler program because most of his money was going towards repair parts and food these days.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the Saix pull up next to him. The group had required a short detour in order to buy repairs for Cyrus' Saix. It only took a few days, but Vega made the group travel through two nights in order to make up for the time they had lost. Cadmus was anything but happy about that, but he knew that it was justified after the foolishness that had caused the injuries in the first place. After a quick ring on his incoming connections, he tapped the accept button, seeing Cyrus' face emerge on the video. "How's it goin', Cad?"

Cad shrugged. "I've been better. Yourself?"

Cyrus shrugged back. "Same old. We should be arriving at the entrance of Devil's Canyon by the end of today."

Cad smirked, putting two fingers to his temple in mock salute. "Aye aye, captain."

The two engaged in some small talk, discussing different zoids amongst themselves for an hour or so before Cyrus announced that he was going to take a nap. Cad closed the connection and took what Cyrus said into consideration. He was asleep in half an hour.

After the sun had set, they finally arrived at the entrance of the canyon. Cadmus hopped out of the Liger, stretching his stiff limbs as the others did the same. They set up a portable fire, setting the device on the ground and activating it as the blue flames ignited. It illuminated the night around them, providing a small beacon amongst the darkness. They set a pot up over the fire, and after placing some ingredients and foods in the pot along with some water, they all sat back and let the stew simmer.

~~~

Aelia decided to stick with Michael for the time being. He was going to Zyphron, and that meant that he was her ticket to get there. It would ensure that she got there safely, and there was nothing wrong with a companion on the road. Plus, she was fascinated by him. What had happened to him back at the ruins? Why did the organoid open for him?

They had safely escorted the professors back to the town many days before. The two of them directed Aelia and Michael towards the canyon, and after a quick farewell, they left to regroup with Michael's team. Aelia overall found Michael to be a delightful companion, and they had many pleasant chats about assorted things. The journey certainly could've been much worse.

That night, Aelia picked up some zoids on her radar. There were six zoids there, and she quickly contacted Michael about it. He confirmed her suspicions that it was his group, and she was relieved. For a couple days, she had thought that they had gotten lost, but this was indeed the entrance of the canyon.

They approached the modest fire that the group had started, and Aelia exited her zoid. She leaned against it, allowing Michael to enter before she did. She didn't want to seem to upfront, but the smell coming from the stew was almost hypnotic. She hadn't eaten anything that day, and she was absolutely starving. Nonetheless, she waited at the edges of the shadows a distance behind Michael, waiting for him to finish his greetings before she was introduced, hopefully into the group itself.

[Ushima]

"And that's why Canon Tortoises aren't allowed to use Long Range Beam Launchers anymore." Aelia let out a laugh as Michael finished his story of one of his.....not successfull missions. "Luckily all I got from that is a scar on my leg. Could've been much worse." Six white dots appeared on radar. "Thanks for checking. That'll be them, no doubt." The duo steered their zoids in the direction of the camp.

Over the two weeks Michael really got a feel for his new zoid. The Knami Liger handled really well and it was fast. While Michael misses the awesome devistation his emense firepower the Red Horn carried he rather enjoyed the close quarter combat the Kinami offered. The two approached the camp, Michael got out and entered.

~

"What the hell?" Curtis noticed the two zoids. They came to a stop. He grabbed an smg (http://wikicheats.gametrailers.com/images/e/ec/Halo_3_SMG_01.jpg) while Vega grabbed a pistol (http://www.bungie.net/images/News/InlineImages2007/h3pistol.jpg).

"Now's really not a good time. Alright comeout with your hands up!" Vega ordered.

"I'm back bitches!" Michael strode into the campsite, large smile on his face. He shook hands with Vega, bro-hugged with Curtis and Cadmus and just gave a simple greeting to the others.

"Where's Red?" Vega asked.

"Gone. Skullcruchers." He felt a wave of sadness coming but he shook it off, now was not the time to get emotional. "Anyway I have to introduce you. Guys I would like you to meet Aelia. She's a friend and helped me through my loss." Aelia entered the campsite. "And then there's....Delta! Get out here!" A flash of light had the Organoid standing next to Michael. "Delta's an Organoid."

"Fascinating." Vega said.

"You guys got anything to eat? I'm starving." Michael sat down by the fire, Aelia sat next to him. As he ate Michael retold of his adventure to the ruins, how they were attacked and he lost his zoid, how the Kinami Liger appeared out of nowhere and tested him, finding him worthy to be it's pilot. "So what have you guys been up to?"

[Lord Tully]

After two hours that felt like days, the gigantic machine was back on solid ground, "I can't believe that actually worked!" Korzai shouted inside her cabin forgetting if she still had the radio on or not. "Feels good to be back in the sun doesn't it?" she asked the Zoid and the control panel chirped as if in reply. ~DO you really understand me?~ she thought as she looked over some of the radar screens and such to see if they still worked.

"I can't begin to thank you Nell, I'd have been sunk if you hadn't come along." Korzai said over her radio. She was a bit surprised when Nell asked her 'Zyphron?' ~I guess you're not mute.~ she thought as she leaned close to the radio receiver, "Zyphron's kinda in the opposite direction of where I was going, but why the hell not? I don't have much better to do and I still need to work off my debt to you." She answered turning the Elephander in the direction of Zyphron.

"You should know thought that my radar got a bit knocked around in the fall so I don't have much range on it. Just tell me if you pick up anything I should know about and we'll be golden." She informed Nell as she and her zoid began to walk towrads their destination.

[TheDoctor]

Cadmus listened to Michael's story, grinning as he heard it. Pff, mercs. He had to deal with MERCS? Just wait until he heard what we had to deal with.

Just don't make things up to make yourself seem more impressive. I know that you are trying to make yourself look good in front of her. In fact, the others probably know as well.

What! I would never...and look good in front of who? I have no idea what you are talking about.

Is that so? Well let me tell you, you got over Elle rather quickly. Denial is never healthy, Cadmus.

I...

After Cadmus took a minute to think about it, Rigon was right. He had been making mental excuses to glance at the girl, whether it be that he was looking past her or that he was simply casually passing his eyes over her to look at something. In his eyes, she was beautiful. She looked shy and witheld, which Cad found rather adorable. However, he was not able to keep himself from occasionally glancing at her sizable bust. It may not have been the size of Ginger's, but it was still quite considerable, even if-

Damn hormones. Cad shifted where he sat, repositioning himself to make his attraction less noticable. When Michael finally finished, he shifted his attention to him.

"So what have you guys been up to?"

Cadmus sighed. "Oh boy, where do we start..." He glanced over at Cyrus, who grinned right back at him. "We do have quite a story to tell." Together, the two of them shared the story of what happened to them two weeks ago, shortening the embarrassing moments and lengthening their few glorious moments.

When Cad had finished, Cyrus stood up, stretching. "Well all, we should probably get some sleep before our trek into the canyon. Anyone offering to take first watch?" He looked around at the group, and they stared back silently with smiles on there faces, for none of them wanted to take first watch. They were all in good humor after the stories, and Ginger smirked from right next to him.

"I think you just volunteered yourself, sweetie." The group laughed.

~~~

Aelia stayed quite during the stories, laughing only at the parts where the rest of them laughed. Sometimes she didn't even understand the joke, but she still at least gave a smile. She stayed next to Michael, for he was the only connection that she had to this group, and she kept to her stew. Once that was done, she set the bowl next to her, crossing her arms over her bare stomach.

After the man named Cyrus asked about the first watch, she felt Varien itching at the back of her head.

Why don't you volunteer for first watch? It'll make them feel obligated to accept you.

What?! But they don't even know me! Don't you think that they would rather have me asleep so that I don't murder them or something?

Ha ha, you're hilarious Aelia. Michael will volunteer to take the watch with you, I guarantee it.

But what if-

Trust me, Aelia.

.......FINE, I'll do it.

She stood up from her spot, brushing the dirt off of her behind. "I-I'll take the first watch, if you guys don't mind." She felt the need to fill in the millisecond-length silence that followed. "I mean, if one of you wants it then go ahead! But I could take it if you want..." I should stop talking now. She looked at the fire, feeling her face grow warmer than the fire had made it before.

~~~

Well there's your chance, Cadmus. Try not to drool all over her while you keep watch.

Shut up, Rigon! Besides, I want to get some sleep.

What, are you going to let her get away again? Step it up.

Rolling his eyes, Cadmus stood up. "I could take the shift with you, if you want." He glanced at Cyrus, raising an eyebrow. "We could probably get a solid amount of sleep tonight, right? So do..." he quickly did the calculations in his head. "...two hour shifts sound ok? We would all get eight hours of sleep if the organoid takes a shift, and we would be ready to tackle the Canyon."

"Since when were you the boss of this group?" Cyrus mumbled to him, elbowing the boy in the chest jokingly and grinning. "But I'm ok with it. I'll take the shift after that-"

"Along with myself." Ginger nudged Cad with her foot from her sitting position on the ground, winking at Cyrus.

After working out the shifts, everyone said their goodnights, and Cadmus and Aelia both entered their zoids again. Cad pulled up next to the Zaber Fang, making small talk through the intercom. "So, Aelia, right?"

~~~

Oh yeah, Michael will TOTALLY volunteer for the position. Good one, Varien.

He was going to volunteer, I swear!

Last time I take advise from you. Now I have to endure some more awkward conversation. Thanks a ton.

"Yeah, I'm Aelia. I don't think I got your name though."

[Ushima]

"So the Lieutenant is back with his men." Vega teased.

"Captain." Michael took a draw from his cigar. "I got promoted after that night." Smoke floated around Michael as he sat a bit away from the campsite, thinking. Mostly about his zoid.

"Want to talk about it?" Vega asked.

"You know how it is man. We keep it light until it's time to go dark. Then we get pitch black." Another draw, Michael looked up to the moon. "Will things ever get easier for us?"

"I don't know." Vega sighed, pushing up on his glasses. "But I don't think you want that now do you?" Michael chuckled. "I'm going to bed. Don't stay up to late."

"Right." Vega walked away leaving the captain alone. He spent some more time before going over to his zoid. It was almost like he's been reborn, so to speak, a new beginning. This zoid would carve a new path for him. Right next to him were Rigon and Varien. He could hear Cadmus and Aelia talking so he climbed into his cockpit and decided to wait before revealing himself.

[MaskofSilence]

It had been two weeks since Nell met Korzai, and within those two weeks Nell had come to find a friend in the women. So much that she even carried on small conversations and formed complete sentence with her, which may not seem like a lot; but it was a big leap for Nell. Necros also had a noticed change in him. He seemed happier, well as happy as a Zoid could get, with the Elephander around.

So here they were, still together, running though the desert with no where in particular to go. The only thing that Nell knew for cretin is that they were heading swiftly toward Devil's Canyon, the one place that Zoid pilots feared because of the terrain and death's associated with it.

It wasn't long before she saw the infamous Canyon outside her viewer. Her eyes widened in amazement as she stared at the gorge. It was beautiful and terrifying all at the same time. She was so amazed that she almost missed the ping that sounded though her cabin. Pulling up her map, six red dots lite up on the screen and then seemed to be stationary.

She pressed her radio button. “Korzai. There are six Zoids up ahead. We are closing in on them; fast.”

[Lord Tully]

Korzai was beginning to doze of when Nell gave her the warning, over the last 2 weeks Korzai was glad to say that she considered the woman a friend, which was good cause there was still a good ways to go to get to Zyphron. But as they approched the area known as Devil's Canyon Korzai had gotten nervous, she'd heard all sorts of nasty things about this place and now they had 6 Zoids on radar.
"Get behind me until we're sure whether or not they're friendly. My Elephander can take much more damage then Necros can if they start shooting." She said as she warmed up the Zoid's various combat systems, she'd rather not use them, but she was more then willing to defend herself back with they started a fight. As the Elephander felt it's systems waking up it let out a great call letting whomever was waiting for them in the canyon know exactly what was coming at them.
Korzai fixed her crash helmet to her head and straped herself in able to do nothing but watch and wait as they got closer and closer to the blips on the radar.

[TheDoctor]

They had all woken up happy and well-rested. After a nice breakfast, the group had begun to pack up their bedrolls and belongings. Cadmus was making a couple of repairs to the Liger, tightening a couple of loose parts. He looked over his shoulder at Aelia, who was in the open cockpit of the black and gold Zaber Fang making adjustments. Sighing happily, he turned back to the Liger.

I imagine that you enjoyed last night.

Of course I did! Cad grinned as he pulled tightly on a wrench. We are starting off rather well. I think that we are already friends!

The Liger growled smugly. Don't take it too fast, little one.

With a start, Cadmus turned at the sound of the echoing Elephander. Cadmus, prepare yourself! Nodding, he fused with the Liger, and it stood up, roaring and lowering its blade at the newcomer who was off in the distance. The others did the same. Then he used his intercom system to speak to the Elephander through the zoid.

"Friend or foe?"

[Ushima]

"It's good to have the boss back." Curtis said as he took down his tent. "Seems things can finally go our way for once."

"You forget one thing." Vega looked up from his rifle, which he was currently loading. "Danger tends to follow him around." A loud Elephander roar pierced the silence of the camp. "See?" The scrambled for their zoids.

"Damn it why'd you have to be right?" Curtis followed after the older man going to the Bear Fighter.

~

Aelia was looking for Michael and she found him, running back into camp. "And where were you?"

"Training." Michael stoopped by his pack and got a drink of water before pouring some on himself. "You don't get a body like this by sitting around now do you?" Michael flexed his muscles. Aelia flushed but still managed to roll her eyes. Michael was about to ask her something but then an Elephander rolled up on the camp. They scrambled to their zoids. "Delta!" The organoid fused with the Kinami. Michael got in and drew the Kinami's katana, ready for action if the response to Cadmus' question came back foe.

[Lord Tully]

When the Liger came into view Korzai stopped dead and leveled all the Elephaner's weapons at it. When a male voice issued from it's intercom and other Zoids became visible Korzai activated her own intercom, "I'd rather be a friend if it's all the same to you." she said in as stern a voice as she could muster. She then spoke quietly over the radio link to Nell.
"I think can take out the Liger myself and I can get the others to focus their fire on me, so if they start shooting try I'll go left, you go right, while I've got their attention work your way around and hit them from behind." Korzai's zoid was slower and better armored then Nell's so it only made sense for her to draw their fire if this turned ugly.
"So unless you're really itching for a fight would you mind lowering that blade?" she Asked turning her attenion back to the zoids in the canyon, "I'd really rather get where I'm going without having to hurt anyone."

[TheDoctor]

"So unless you're really itching for a fight would you mind lowering that blade? I'd really rather get where I'm going without having to hurt anyone."

Cadmus snorted. I don't like her tone.

Easy there. There is no reason to get feisty about this. She says that she would rather be a friends. Why don't you try actually LETTING her? I would rather not have to fight a fully loaded Elephander.

....Fine.

He connected to the others. "I'm going to lower my sword, but don't take your eyes off of those zoids. If they so much as put one toe out of line, you know what to do."

Easing his shoulders, Cad used the controls to lower the Liger's sword, and Rigon let out a satisfied growl. He reconnected to the Elephander. "We would rather avoid a fight as well. Care to tell us where you are headed?"

[Lord Tully]

"I'm headed to Zyphron, this is supposed to be the quickest way there." Korzai answered, "My name's Korzai since I know that's the next question." Once she was sure the Liger's blade was secured she powered down her own weaponry, "How about you, you feel like sharing?" She asked as she tentetivly urged the Elephander forward towards the canyon's mouth.

"Nell," Korzai whispered over their more private channel, "Do you or Necros have any thoughts about this?" She knew that Nell would have a better insight with her connection to Zoids, she only hoped it would help as the lumbering machine approched the camp.

[MaskofSilence]

Throughout the whole transaction between Korzai and the Ligar, Nell had not said a word, and she didn't plan to either. Instead, she observed the Zoids that surrounded the Ligar, watching them and prepared to attack if necessary.

She was a little surprised when she suddenly heard her name over the private channel that connected Korzai and her. "Do you or Necros have any thoughts about this?" Korzai asked

Nell paused, knowing that her answer would affect the way Korzai interacted with these new Zoids. From what she could see, these Zoids really meant them no harm. "Any thoughts Necros?" She whispered to the Zoid. Seconds later, Necros relaxed his body, telling her that he thought they seem genuine as well.

Pressing the communication button, Nell whispered back. "I think we're okay." Almost as if to prove her point, Necros moved out from behind the Elephander. She was aware that every eye was on her, but she didn't care. They would realize fairly quickly that their was no malicious intent behind the move. She pressed the button once more, "I'm going to get out."

Seconds later, she had her cockpit opened and she hopped out of her Zoid. Her hope by doing this was simple, maybe if she came out, they would too. Then they could talk face to face, not that Nell would do much talking.

[TheDoctor]

"How about you, you feel like sharing?"

Cadmus thought it through as the Elephander started to approach. Nothing wrong with giving my name. Not like she can do anything with it.

Careful, Cadmus. Names are powerful things.

What could she do with my name, Rigon? I honestly don't know.

After a half second that was on the brink of turning the conversation awkward, he replied. "Cadmus. Call me Cad." When the zoids stopped after their approach, the pilot of the bladed zoid hopped out of the cockpit, walking to the space between their zoids. She's getting out already? Over the vid comm, Cad glanced at Cyrus, raising an eyebrow. Cyrus shrugged in return. "She doesn't LOOK like she means us harm, and we could probably use all of the help we can get to get through Devil's Canyon."

Cadmus shrugged as well. "Alright, I'll go talk to them." Hopping out of his zoid, he approached the red haired girl who was near her zoid. When he was within comfortable talking range, he waved. "Cadmus. Call me Cad." She looked only a couple of years older than him, so he felt fairly comfortable talking to her. "We want to get started on our little trip through the canyon as soon as we can. We've had enough...delays." He chuckled slightly over the trouble two weeks ago. "Anyway, if you and your friend over here," he gestured to the imposing Elephander. "are ready, we could all go through the canyon together. It's dangerous enough to go on your own."

As he turned away, he stopped. "Oh yeah, what's your name again?"

~~~

Aelia shifted in her seat. Varien, don't you think that we should get going?

Itching to get to Zyphron, my dear?

She let out a puff of air. Of course I am. We are burning daylight that we are going to need if we are gonna get through this canyon. Sighing, she connected a comm link to Michael. "Hey Michael, I'm gonna go scout around the entrance of the canyon. When you guys are all ready, meet me over there, ok?" With that, she turned the Zaber Fang towards the canyon, passively hoping that Michael would follow her so that they could take the lead together. She wanted to get this trip started, and she didn't feel really comfortable traveling with any of the others except Michael yet.

[Ushima]

"We're waisting time." Michael said.

"I agree. Tomuch talking." Vega pushed up on his glasses. "Aelia went ahead to scout, why don't you assist her?"

"Good idea. Let me know if there's trouble here." THe Liger sheathed it's blade and moved away from the group, following the Zaber Fang's path. Soon he caught up the Aelia. Opening his cockpit he stood, holding binoculars up to his eyes. "Well I don't see anything." Michael looked to Aelia. "Looks good for now. When the others get here we should move immediately."

[MaskofSilence]

Listening intently to what Cad was saying, Nell found herself agreeing. If the rumors of Devil's Canyon were true, then they could take all the help they needed in order to get though the canyon. After turning away, she took that as the end of the conversation. She also thought that because he was willing to get out, a loose from of trust was just formed between the two group.

Turning as well she started back toward Necros, only to be stopped by a simple sentence; "Oh yeah, what's your name again?"

Silently, she cursed herself. She should have gotten Korzai to introduce her. Honestly, she just wanted to get back in her Zoid, but she also knew that was not the smart thing to do. Plus, if they were going to work together, they would have to know. Letting out a sigh, she turned to face Cad. "Nell." She bowed slightly in greeting. Once that was over, she walked back to Necros and hopped in.

She pressed the connection button to Korzai. "I think we should travel with them." She told the women. "Also, next time we meet someone, could you introduce me?" she added as an after thought.

[TheDoctor]

-Eleven days later-

There is only one word that can be used to describe the journey through Devil's Canyon: Hell.

Throughout the whole canyon, there had only been one narrow path that the group had been able to travel on. This was due to the fact that the canyon was a tight squeeze at some parts, wide open with endless falls to either side at others, and sinkhole-ridden valleys in between. The Korzai's Elephander and Ginger's Gustav and Lanstag held them up on many occasions, for their weights caused rotten rock to collapse multiple times. Every single step that they took had to be double, triple, and quadruple-checked before they took it, and they had dozens upon dozens of close calls.

The weather of Zi even seemed to be against them. Freezing rain that created hazardous ice fell from the heavens on many days, and when it wasn't freezing rain that fell on them, it was normal rain. They had a few days where the weather was nice enough to move at a normal pace, but most of the days were dreary and wet.

Along with those difficulties, they also had to fight against seemingly wild zoids every step of the way. Terraces bombarded them from the skies, Heldigunners clawed at them from below, and Rev Raptors swarmed them from all sides. Although they were not particularly difficult models to handle, their numbers were rather overwhelming. Also, it was near impossible for the group to battle them in their precarious environment.

Understandably, all of these things placed a great amount of stress upon the group. Not only was the constant tension of the air wearing them down, but their night watches were becoming increasingly more difficult. The loss of sleep was positively killing them, and bags began to form underneath their eyes. Sometimes, they weren't even able to rest during the nights.

The first two days were not horrible, and they were all able to bond with each other. But two days after that, every group member's patience had been completely destroyed. Afterwards, there were three or four days of almost constant yelling as each group member pointed out each individual fault and flaw in the opposing members' attitudes. The rain certainly did not help their moods. The last three days that they had been in the canyon consisted of little to no conversation, for the pilots were too exhausted to participate in conversation. Every snide remark had been met with uncaring silence, and even the rare jabs at each other had become extinct.

Nonetheless, the pilots finally triumphed over Devil's Canyon. When they reached the other side, they had released a cheer of joy, and all frustration and annoyance had vanished. Tears of relief had been shared, and many hugs had been given. Due to the fact that all of the zoids had major and minor wounds, they found the nearest repair station that they could, applying the necessary repairs.

Finally, after eleven days of Hell, the pilots were ready to go to Zyphron.

~~~~~

Cadmus yawned and stretched his arms back over his head, feeling his joints pop. The previous day, they had exited Devil's Canyon, and last night, they had all finally received a night of well-deserved sleep that hadn't been interrupted by wild zoid ambushes. They were all still filthy with mud and sweat, which is why Cad was itching to get to Zyphron.

He sighed as he heard the pattering of raindrops upon the outside of the zoid. Damn, it's STILL raining? The rain had only been stopping momentarily for the past four days, and Cad had begun to miss the sun. This didn't dampen his mood, however. They had gotten out of Devil's Canyon, and that was good enough for him. After tapping a couple of controls to wake the Liger, he felt the familiar rumble beneath him.

Well isn't this strange? I'm the one waking YOU this time, Rigon.

Let me rest, Cadmus. You weren't the one who had to walk through the whole canyon.

Get up, you lazy beast.

The Liger slowly stood up, shaking its body groggily. Cadmus saw that the other zoids were awake and moving. He connected with the others to send them a little good morning message.

"Another day of rain. Sweet. Korzai, make sure you keep an eye on your Elephander's front right foot. It looks a bit weathered down, so watch your step in this rain."

Cracking his neck, he prepared himself for another day of traveling.

~~~~~

Even though the journey through Devil's Canyon had been impossibly terrible, Aelia knew that it would be worth the trip. Zyphron had to have some answers about her parents and her past, for nowhere else did. A city full of genezoids like me. How could they NOT know anything about my past? But if I don't find anything here...what else is there?

It matters not, Aelia. We will find you answers.

Looking distantly out the window, she let out a short sigh. Yeah, we're too far to turn back. Shrugging, she tapped a few of the buttons on the controls. She had become much more comfortable with this group, and after hearing Cadmus' message, she established a connection with Michael.

"Rise and shine, bud. Time for us to move."

[MaskofSilence]

Waking to the soft pitter patter or rain on her cockpit, Nell rolled onto her back and let out a yawn. Closing her eyes again, she listened to the little drops as they hit the glass and the metal. She remembered the last couple days and let out an audible sigh.

"I'm starting to hate the rain." she muttered to Necros sourly.

She felt Necros shift and then settle again. From what she could tell, he was just as tired of the rain. In fact, he was probably tired in general. She had heard the rumors of Devil's Canyon, and the last eleven days have proved everyone of them true, and also added so much more. She was glad to finally be out of there. She was also thankful that she joined up with Cad, Michal and the rest of them. She hated to think what would have happen them if they didn't.

Once again Necros shifted, they must be up. Almost as if to prove a point, she got Cad's message telling them good morning, so she sent a quick one back. It was amazaing what eleven days with people could do. At last, it was time to get going to Zyphron and she was ready to get there. As she felt Necros stand, she watched as Korzai's Elephander foot came down, something was wrong. "Necros, keep and eye on Korzai and the Elephander's right foot. If they need help we'll do what we can."

She knew he agreed when she felt the rumble throughout the cabin and she mentally prepared herself for another day of traveling.

[Ushima]

"Curtis wake up!" Michael yelled, pulling on a tight black shirt.

"I don't want to go to school mommy." Curtis mumbled before rolling over on to his side, pulling his blanket over him.

"We ain't got time for this." Michael grabbed Curtis' ankle and dragged him out of the tent.

"What the hell!?" The teen yelled in surprise.


"Get ready." The Captain ordered and he made sure Curtis actually started getting ready instead of going back to sleep. Once that was done he grabbed himself some breakfast. Sitting next to Vega he started talking. "Good to be out of that damn canyon."

"My thoughts exactly." Vega sipped some coffee.

"Damn it." Curtis cursed as he joined his fellow Paladins around the fire. He also got some breakfast. The three of them didn't talk for the remainder of their meal, no one was in the mood to talk. Curtis about to fall back asleep where he sat, Vega enjoying the silence, and Michael lost in his own thoughts.

Once they were don they cleaned up camp and mounted their zoids. The group started traveling. Michael hit a few buttons on his console, music (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1wklgehHnDE) started playing. Something to relieve the boredom of travel. "Not much farther guys. Then we can sleep in actual beds for once."

[TheDoctor]

CO POST (Doc, Ushima, Mask)

The rain poured harder and harder as the zoids marched on. Due to the consistent rainfall, there were many patches of slippery mud, but they plowed through it. Eventually, lightning began to flash from the storm, and booms of thunder rumbled across the sky.

The plain ahead of them, though, was as clear as day. With each flash of lightning, they could see in the far-off distance the forest that served as a landmark for Zyphron. The forest surrounded the city for many miles, and it was in the center on a piece of slightly raised land. They couldn't see the city yet, but it would be in sight within a few days.

Cadmus blinked slowly, shaking his head as if exhaustion was an insect. His eyes were starting to droop due to the mindless hours spent on the road, and he still needed to recover from his lack of sleep in the canyon the day before. He may have gotten plenty of sleep last night, but he still had a few weeks until his sleep schedule would return to normal.

Finally, he decided that he couldn't take it anymore. Letting out a wide yawn, he connected with Cyrus.

"Hey Cy, could you take point for me? I gotta catch up on a bit more sleep."

The radio crackled for a second due to the weather, and then Cadmus heard him reply. "Yeah, sure. Let me know when you're done slacking off." The voice had a jokingly sarcastic tone to it.

Cad rolled his eyes. "Whatever you say, asshole."

"Tsk tsk. You realize that I don't have to take the offer, right? I'm the one doing you a favor here. I could just let you pass out on the wheel." Nonetheless, Cadmus saw from out of his window that the Saix was pulling up next to him. He grabbed the rim of the nonexistent hat on his head, tipping the imaginary thing to Cyrus as thanks with a tired grin. The pilot of the Saix nodded, jerking his head behind him to indicate where Cad should go. Slowing down, Cadmus took his place behind the Saix, letting the Liger go on autopilot and shifting his seat back. Now for a bit of beauty sleep...

As he shut his eyes, though, a bright flash of lightning illuminated the plain, and Cadmus was suddenly wide awake as he saw the dark silhouette of the Centipos (http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2011/132/c/7/zoid_scolipede__colored__by_bladegunsniper-d3g5hml.png) standing imposingly many hundred feet away from them. Jerking back to his controls, he tapped several buttons, returning the piloting to manual as the seat reconfigured itself. Suddenly, a seemingly omniscient voice could be heard across the full plain.

"My messengers! I had hoped that I would catch you in the middle of the mission I sent you on."

Cadmus, I don't like this. Let's just go around him.

I doubt he'll let us, Rigon. Let's just take it easy, but we will get out of here as soon as we can, I promise. The group halted as the man in the Centipos spoke, and Cadmus connected to the rest of them nervously. "Guys, this is him. The Zoid Prime. The one who was in that military base. What do we do?"

"He doesn't look too hard." Ginger's voice came through the intercom. "We can take him if he attacks or resists us!"

"I wouldn't be sure of that, Ginger." Cyrus cautiously spoke. "Something is...off about that zoid."

Cadmus hesitantly responded to the Zoid Prime. "What do you want from us now? Look, we just want to get to Zyphron, and then we will spread your damn word all over the city, ok?"

He was answered by a short laugh. "Cadmus, I'm only waiting for your Republican friends, don't worry. However, I did hear an interesting rumor from a couple researchers involving a certain ruin...and a certain man. I came to see if the rumors are true."

Republican friends? Researchers? What does he-

"What did you do to them?!"

~~~~~

The outburst had come from Aelia. When the Zoid Prime had mentioned the researchers, she became instantly worried. He's talking about where I met Michael! He has to be talking about Gunther and Ran... Concern was biting into her, and the anticipation was killing her. "Where are they? What happened to them?"

The voice let out another short laugh. "Concerned, are we? They served their purpose, so I had no use for them anymore. After all, they were digging in places that should be left buried. I was merciful, though. I made it short and to the point."

As the Zoid Prime answered, hundreds of different emotions slammed into Aelia. Sorrow, guilt, anger, frustration, shock. He killed them...I don't believe it... Tears started to accumulate in the corners of her eyes. They didn't even do anything wrong, and he killed them like they were animals for the slaughter! No, not even animals. Something below that.

I'm...sorry, Aelia. This is unreasonable. Unjust. Undeserved.

You're damn right it was undeserved. Anger finally took hold of her, and she gripped the controls fiercely, closing her eyes tight and gritting her teeth as slow tears traced wet tracks over her cheeks. Varien. He must be punished.

"How could you?! They did nothing wrong!!"

The voice snapped back at her angrily. "They did everything wrong! They destroyed this land, just like the rest of the population! You know nothing, Aelia Auburn...oh! But Auburn just doesn't sound...correct, does it?"

She gasped as he spoke, but before she could reply, the voice continued. "See, you really do know nothing! You don't know anything about your past. Not a single memory. Nothing. You know who did know, though?"

The girl she used to be returned to her. The one who stuttered, who was nervous about everything she did. She was afraid again. Her breath taken away, she whispered back to him. "W-who..."

The voice rasped back to her a single word.

"Azuroth."

~~~~~

Cadmus glanced to the side as the conversation ensued, and as soon as the Zoid Prime spoke that word, he saw the black and gold Zaber Fang crouch down, ready to leap into action. I've never seen her like this before! This is insane! He hurriedly connected to her.

"Aelia, stop! Don't attack him yet! This isn't what we need right now!"

Her angry response returned quickly. "You don't get this, Cadmus! You aren't even involved! Stay out of it!"

"Aelia, calm down and listen to Cadmus. For once, he is actually thinking this through. Just take it easy, please." The voice came from Michael through the radio, and then a fragile silence layered upon the group. Finally, Aelia responded.

"Fine. Do something before I change my mind."

Cadmus silently thanked Michael for his intervening. Then he heard Cyrus speak to Zoid Prime. "What do you mean 'Republican friends?'"

The voice responded. "A couple of trucks here, a couple soldiers there. Those genezoid refugees. I have a meeting with them that I must attend."

This time Michael spoke to them. "Dammit! He means the trucks full of genezoids that the Republic was sending to Zyphron! I'm supposed to be there by now to cool things off between the Empire and the Republic! We have got to keep him from getting to those trucks. It's the top priority."

Vega tuned in. "Agreed. Curtis, prepare yourself. I'll move to a suitable position on your signal, Michael."

Something was still nagging on Cad's mind. The others were discussing a plan, and as Michael started to tell Korzai what to do with the Elephander, Cadmus spoke to the Zoid Prime.

"Who are you? Where did you come from?"

The communication network between the others suddenly fell silent as they heard Cadmus ask the question. There was a pause where the only thing that they could hear was the pounding of the rain upon their zoids, and then the voice came again, this time firm and serious.

"How strange that you of all people, Cadmus, decided to ask this. Interesting indeed. Do you know why this is so interesting? You should know, Cadmus. You really should know the answer to that question. But, alas, it is not so. He was a mysterious man, was he not? You looked up to him, didn't you? Unfortunately, it seems that he was not able to inform you during his time with you."

Cadmus' stomach was in his throat. Is he talking about who I think he is? There was a pause, and then he asked another question.

"You...know my father?"

The Zoid Prime grimly chuckled. "Well now, I did know him. That was before things started to get out of hand, and then we had...complications."

"Cadmus, NO!"

The call was too late. The Murasame Liger was already running full speed towards the Centipos, and it glowed slightly as Cadmus fused with his zoid.

I'm ready, Rigon. Kill him.

He shall know pain faster and stronger than the lightning that plagues our skies. Our blade shall stay true, little one.

As they came within one hundred feet of the Centipos, however, it vanished. The Liger skidded to a halt, turning its head to each side as it eagerly searched for its prey. Where is he?! Suddenly, the Centipos appeared away from them. The voice returned.

"And so we begin."

Letting out a screeching call, the Centipos opened fire.

~~~~~

"Shit! Everyone move, now!" The Kinami Liger rushed the Centipos, sword in it's mouth. The blade started glowing a bright red. Explosions from the Centipos' bombardment rocked the zoid, but it was a very agile zoid, evading the attacks the best that it could.

Nearing the Centipos, the liger jumped into the air. "Devil's Slash!"

Just as the blade was about to strike, the crimson zoid vanished, reappearing behind the Kinami Liger. It then unloaded several shots from the cannon on its nose. However, none of these shots hit, because as soon as the zoid fired, it was immediately tackled by the black and gold Zaber Fang.

Aelia, who was fused with the Zaber Fang, connected with Michael. "I got your back!" As the two zoids' momentum carried them, the Zaber Fang leaped off of the Centipos and immediately fired at it with the double barreled anti-zoid cannon. As the Centipos straightened itself, several panels of its armor on its side opened up, and a shield deployed around it, deflecting the shots.

"Vega hit him with the Particle Cannon!" Michael yelled.

"On it." Several hatches on the Snipe Master's tail opened up and started absorbing energy. The gathered energy formed at the end of the barrel. "Fire!" The large pink beam shot out towards the Centipos. The particle cannon on the Snipe Master was not as powerful as a full charged particle cannon, but it was certainly able to deal a decent amount of damage.

It wasn't enough, though. The energy shield around the Centipos cracked, but didn't break. It once again vanished, appearing away from the group.

"This isn't what I expected! I thought that you would at least be able to break the shield! Seems as though I was mistaken!" Then the panels opened up again, this time deploying thirty holograms of its own image. Then the Centipos vanished again.

Damn it all! Which one is the real one!?

Only one way for us to find out, little one. The Murasame Liger jumped back and forth, lunging at different holograms while simultaneously cutting at others with its massive blade and shooting with its shock cannons. Suddenly from one of the Centipos replicas there came a flash of blue, and the Liger received a blast wound on its side. It roared in pain, turning to unload upon the Centipos. However, it once again hit a hologram.

This is ridiculous! How are we holding up, Rigon?

That blast hit me pretty badly, but I'm holding up. I've endured worse.

"Cadmus, get out of there! Let me handle this." He heard Curtis' voice contacting the Liger, and he quickly obeyed, escaping from the holograms.

"Alright let's hit him with this." The Bear Fighter roared as it's weapons activated. Missle pods opened and guns aimed towards the holograms. "Armageddon Barrage!" All of the weapons on the zoid fired, smoke trailing behind each missile. The area full of holograms was suddenly masked with smoke and dust as the weapons hit their marks.

As the smoke finally cleared, the Centipos was seen standing amongst the craters, its side flashing with electricity. It tried to vanish, but its cloaking only partially hid it, glitching the zoid back to their vision. The cloaking device was damaged, but another screech from the zoid showed it to still be very much functional.

"My turn." The message came from Cyrus as the Saix ran towards the Centipos at blinding speeds. As it raced towards the zoid, barrages from the Centipos rained down upon it. It was too fast, though, and the shots fell uselessly. As the Saix approached, it ran to the side and turned, slowing down and sliding upon the muddy ground as it opened fire upon the Centipos' wounded side. The zoid screeched again, firing everything at the Saix, almost point blank.

Fortunately, the Lanstag had activated its energy shield, leaping in front of the Saix. "That's two that you owe me for, baby!" Ginger's flirtatious voice carried through the radio as the Saix leaped away, allowing the energy shield of the Lanstag to receive the bombardment. The shield shut off as the bombardment finish, and the Lanstag charged the Centipos with its thruster lance, aiming for the chest of the crimson zoid.

The Centipos, however, glitched to the side of the lance with unthinkable speed, firing upon the Lanstag's side as it passed by. The zoid was totally exposed, and it fell to the ground, its open side sparking uselessly. Ginger cursed: It was in Command System Freeze. The Centipos then trained its guns upon the fallen zoid, prepared to completely destroy it.

Blade extended, Necros and Nell ran at the Zoid. Leaping, she “missed” him, only to have Necros’s tail come whipping back and making a slash. The Centipos reeled away, shrieking at the new attacker. The KatFysh and the Centipos circled one another, waiting for an opportunity to strike. Suddenly the Centipos flinched from the wound in its side. Seeing her chance, she leaped.

She continued this five times, giving the other Zoid so minor damages. On the sixth try, the Zoid countered, causing Necros to skid in his side several feet. Red lights flared in front of Nell as the screen pointed out damages that had just received, but nothing was too major. Without even doing anything, Necros stood, she could practically feel his want to get back in the battle and have some fun. Without any hesitation, she fulfilled his wish and hopped back in with the others.

Cadmus, Michael, and Nell prowled around the Centipos, watching for any movement. Their zoids' blades were ready to strike, positioned to attack and defend from anything. The Centipos suddenly glowed blue, and blades glowing with a similar color emerged from the sides and along the neck of the zoid. With an even louder shriek, it ran towards them.

The speed and intensity of the battle was incredible. The Murasame Liger, Kinami Liger, and Katfysh were all very agile zoids, but the Centipos was so impossibly fast and quick that it managed to block or evade each and every one of their slashes and hits, dealing minor damage in return to all three of them. Eventually, the Murasame came within inches of impaling the Centipos through the chest. Then the energy shield flared up again, glancing the blade of Zi away.

~~~~~

The three of them retreated to a safe distance, watching the Centipos from afar. The rain was starting to let up, but it still distorted their vision slightly as they watched the glowing shield of the Centipos.

Cadmus' voice came from within the Liger, connecting with the others. He was obviously exhausted. "That thing is impossibly fast. I don't see how we can handle this."

"You guys seem to have forgotten me entirely!" The voice came from the Elephander. Cadmus had, in fact, forgotten entirely about Korzai. However, it was almost impossible for her to get a good shot at the Centipos, for there had been much close-quarters fighting.

"Well, to be honest, Korzai, I kind of did."

"Shut it, Cad. Here's the thing: that shield is impossible to get through with the firepower of Vega's particle cannon, although it did crack it. You still haven't seen the power of this Elephander. If I unload on that thing with all I've got, I can probably damage that shield. Then, Vega, when you see the shield crack again, you shoot. Curtis, if you fire around that...thing...then you could provide a good distraction."

"Wait, a distraction for what?"

Korzai laughed. "For you and Michael, Cad." With that, the Elephander let out a trumpeting call and started to fire. It's firepower was truly impressive, and the shots landed upon the shield. The ground almost seemed to shake as round upon round was fired. In preparation for their move, the Murasame and the Kinami started to edge towards the sides. The bombardment continued, and then they finally had their opportunity. In a flash of light, the shield cracked.

"Now, Vega! Curtis, fire!"

The Snipe Master's panels opened again, and the particle cannon was off. The pink beam fired again towards the Centipos, hitting the shield. Suddenly the flashes became more frequent, and the cracks began to form a spiderweb on the shield. Then all visual contact with the Centipos was lost as Curtis unloaded with the Bear Fighter.

Run, Rigon, RUN! The steady thumping of the Murasame increased as it ran on the left, the Kinami running on the right. The swords were between the two of them, forming a gauntlet as they ran faster and faster towards the Centipos. The Murasame accelerated as it entered the cloud of dust, evading Curtis' shots. Energy started collecting in the sash around the Kinami's leg. The sword started glowing a golden color. Explosions went off around him as he avoided attacks, moving toward the enemy.

There was a moment of contact. Both of them felt it.

Then they were out of the cloud.

The shots from Curtis stopped, and as the dust cleared, there were was a large gash on each side of the Centipos. The wounds sparked violently, and with a flash, a ball of light flew into the air. It landed on the ground, and the light subsided. In its place, a cloaked man was on the ground on one knee. The Zoid Prime (http://safebooru.org//images/802/507edcfbedb072c4d4399c0660dcfdaf2013ffb5.jpg?80783 4).

He was breathing heavily, blood trickling down the side of his face. His face was somewhat frantic, but suddenly he started to laugh. Then he stood.

"You do not understand what you have just released."

He turned to face the Centipos that was frozen in place. Suddenly, the violent sparks on the side of each wound grew greater and greater, and electricity started to cascade from the sides of the zoid. It became more and more violent until it was surrounded by electricity, and then a blue light started to glow from the center of the zoid. It became so bright that everyone was temporarily blinded.

When their vision returned, the Centipos was gone. No, not gone--replaced. Replaced by a massive glowing blue pyramid that was at least three times larger than the Centipos. Gentle rays of light pulsed down from the top of the pyramid, beating like a heart. It was an incredible sight, especially under the dark clouds of rain.

They watched as the Zoid Prime laughed harder. "You are no longer Siren, my friend. You are so much more." With that, the man strode straight into the pyramid of light and vanished, leaving the pilots to stare at the great structure in wonder.

[MaskofSilence]

Eyes wide and mouth opened, Nell stared at the pyramid that had appeared before the group. Every few seconds would pulse out of the top of or it, almost like a living breathing heart beat. Honestly, it was kind of creepy. It almost felt like it was alive to her. She felt Necros shift, his uncertainly toward the object clear as well.

Pressing the button for open communication, Nell asked the one question that was on her mind. "What happened and what do we do now?" she voiced. She wasn't expecting an answer for the first question, but at the same time it seemed like Micheal had met this "Zoid Prime" before, it made her think that he know something. Although it was highly unlikely that he did. About the second question, well she hoped that someone would have a answer.

[Ushima]

"Fuckin' a." Michael kicked the sand.

"Seems you've encountered this thing before." Vega pushed up on his glasses, watching the swirling mass of energy.

"Yeah. Back in Neo Haven. I didn't fight it directly but this thing attacked the city. It's what all the humans blamed the Genezoids on." Michael took a drink out of his canteen. "Then there was the visions I had in the ruins."

"So this things been around for a long time." Curtis sighed. "Great."

Michael just moved closer, standing next to Cad. "Well this sucks."

[TheDoctor]

Cadmus stared at the massive pyramid, eyes wide and mouth open.

"Well this sucks."

He paused, unable to answer Michael because he was so mesmerized. "Yeah...this...pretty much sucks." Placing a hand on the Murasame Liger's leg, he sighed. "This can easily go from bad to worse. We need someone to let the Empire know that something bad is here. We can't handle this on our own."

Cyrus walked up behind him, putting a hand on his shoulder. "I can do that. My Saix alone will get there in a couple days, maybe only one day. Depends what I run into."

Cadmus nodded. "Good plan. Get going, Cy. And don't be late with those Empire troops." He looked over his shoulder, winking at the older man.

Cyrus grinned. "You're not the boss of me, punk." He shoved Cadmus' head and started to walk away. Then he turned around. "Oh yeah, and in the predicament that that asshole breaks out of the pyramid before I get back, good moves out there, Cad. You finally thought with your mind, not your skull."

Cad turned to face him, grinning back. "And in the case that you do get back in time?"

Letting out a short bark of laughter, Cyrus extended his hand to Cadmus. "Then I take it back, and you'll be dead. But I'm fast, Cad. I'll be back in time."

Cadmus gripped his hand firmly. "I'll hold you up to that promise." Then Cyrus turned away, but before he could reach the Saix, Ginger got in his way.

"Not so fast, sugar. If you think that you can run off again without me, then you've got a lot to learn."

Cyrus raised an eyebrow. "What, you're gonna leave your Lanstag here? Besides, the Saix at full speed is...difficult to handle."

Ginger shrugged casually. "Well the thing is trashed, so I won't do much good here. Plus, if you think that zoid is tough to handle at full speed, then you obviously haven't seen me in bed." She winked at him in a completely different way than how Cadmus had winked at him before.

Sighing, Cyrus connected the palm of his hand to his forehead, a red color accumulating in his cheeks. "Look, Ginger, this is serious, and-"

She cut him off, putting a finger to his lips. "I don't care how 'serious' it is. You aren't getting away from me again, and I can handle the Saix. Let's go."

Rolling his eyes, Cyrus brushed past her, throwing up his arms hopelessly. "Fine. Let's go."

Cadmus watched as the Saix sprinted away. The rain had finally stopped and the clouds had cleared away, revealing a starry night above them. The pyramid gave off a luminescent blue glow, illuminating everything around them with a tint slightly brighter than those of the two moons. Then, stretching, he walked over to the others.

"We need to keep an eye on that pyramid." Michael said to all of them. "Which means that we are going to be adding to the shifts. We can rotate through the night with three people up at all times."

Cadmus nodded. Looks like another sleepless night. Starting to sound like Devil's Canyon again.

~~~~~

Aelia sat on top of her Zaber Fang, legs dangling off of the edge. It had been a full day since Cyrus' departure, and they were partially through their second night watching the pyramid. She was watching now with Cadmus and Korzai, though it seemed as though Korzai had fallen asleep in her zoid. However, she was too uncomfortable with waking Korzai up. She didn't want her to react in the same way that she had in Devil's Canyon. Shuddering at the thought, she turned her attention back to the pyramid. It doesn't really matter anyway. It doesn't look like anything is happening with this thing anyway.

Don't let your guard down, my love. That thing could jump out any minute, and we need to be ready when it does.

But Varien, 3 guards? Really? Is this necessary? 2 guards can easily play the same role as 3. Cadmus and I are doing fine ourselves.

He isn't really watching, though. He's busy repairing his zoid, which could cost us our lives.

Aelia rolled her eyes. Forget it. She then looked over at Cadmus, who was focused on the blast wound on the Murasame's side that it had received during the fight yesterday. He was shirtless, and the light pulses from the pyramid showed the shine of sweat upon his back. He looked to be struggling, maybe due to lack of sleep. Hopping off of the Zaber Fang, she grabbed a canteen of water. I'll be back, Varien.

Careful, my lady.

~~~~~

Cadmus grit his teeth as he turned the wrench with all of the force he could muster. There was a low rumble of anger coming from the Liger that he was working on, and he cursed at it. Shut it, Rigon. I'm helping you out here, and you're just getting pissed at me. It's like kicking and screaming after someone cleans your wound with alcohol.

I think I know my insides better than you do, Cadmus, and THAT ISN'T THE RIGHT BOLT.

The Liger roared in annoyance, turning its head to growl at Cadmus. Instead of reacting in fear, the boy threw the wrench angrily at the side of the zoid, causing nothing but a scratch in the paint. FINE. If you're gonna keep whining like a whelp, then you can fix yourself!

In response, the Liger stood up, walking away from him into the night. FINE. If you're too busy doing everything wrong, I might just do that!

Jackass! Grumbling curses underneath his breath, he turned from the Liger that was walking away-

-and saw Aelia standing directly behind him with a metal canteen.

Shit. He grinned sheepishly, cheeks turning darker in the dull light. "Hey there Aelia. What's up?"

She offered him the canteen, rolling her eyes. "It looks like you two need a break." As he took the canteen, she walked towards the pyramid, sitting down on the ground in front of it. How thoughtful of her. He took a large swallow from the canteen, savoring the cooling taste of water in his mouth. Well I'm dehydrated. No doubt about that. Grabbing his shirt from the ground, he slung it over his shoulder and sat next to Aelia.

They sat in silence for a time, feeling the pulses of light wash over them. There was something oddly soothing about the pulses of the pyramid, but at the same time, it made him feel uneasy. It was as if he were on the edge of comfort, only to have it snatched away by a feeling of intimidation. The silence between them was assuring, not like a silence of nervousness. It was a mutual silence, where neither of them had anything to say, but they were ok with it. It was a strong silence. Then Aelia broke it.

"What do you think they are doing inside of that?"

Cadmus stared at the pyramid thoughtfully, then shrugged. "I wish I knew. I don't feel safe checking it out, though. I don't really want to know what's on the other side of that."

Aelia nodded in reply. The silence fell upon them momentarily, and then she broke it again. "Cad, does this moment feel...odd to you? We might not even survive this attack when it happens. Doesn't that bug you?"

The words knocked Cadmus' breath away. He hadn't really thought of it that way. What if we don't survive this? What if everything that we are doing is entirely futile? They might exit the pyramid at any time and kill every one of us. She's right. Another attack could kill us.

He sighed, looking away for a moment. Do I have any regrets in my life? If I don't survive this, will there be anything I wish I had done? Sure. I wish I had spent more time searching for dad instead of being a mercenary. I wish I had found a zoid earlier so that I could've defended us from that bandit attack that killed mom. I wish that I had actually approached Elle before she left so that I could've maybe convinced her to stay. At least I would've been able to at least make an impression on her instead of hiding away.

Cyrus' advice suddenly resounded in his head. “If you want something, you shouldn’t be afraid to take a risk for it. Otherwise they’ll never know how much you mean to them.”

Okay. I'll do it. Wish me luck, you bastard.

~~~~~

Aelia watched as Cadmus contemplated her question. It was a heavy one, but she wanted to know Cadmus' answer. He can't be older than 18. This must be pretty difficult for him. After a few seconds of silence and a sigh from him, he turned back to her.

"I mean, of course it bothers me. I'm not going to pretend that I have no regrets or say that I'm totally okay with it. But...staring potential death in the face right now...I wouldn't really have it any other way."

She turned to him, a questioning look on her face. "What do you mean?"

He shrugged. As he spoke, she noticed that he was shaking slightly. Chills? Or nervousness? "I...I don't think..." He sighed, giving up on the previous statement and starting over. What's up with him right now?

"Aelia, I can't think of anyone better than you to wait on this thing with me. I wouldn't change this journey at all, not even the parts in Devil's Canyon, because I got to know you."

Her jaw was slightly open, her eyes open in concern. Oh my gosh...what is he saying? What does he mean? Only then did she notice that they were in very close proximity, their faces only half a foot away from each other. Her face turned slightly red as she tried to glance away. What do I do?!

"To be honest, Aelia, I can't think of anyone else that I would rather die with."

A few seconds passed after he said that, but those seconds felt like hours to Aelia. She was frozen in shock, returning to the shy, silent girl that she had been before. This...I don't know what to say! This is entirely new to me!

Then she gasped inside as she felt Cadmus kiss her.

Her initial reaction was absolute shock. She had no idea what was going on, for it was all moving so fast for her. Then that feeling faded, and she melted faster than ice in a flame. She was actually enjoying it. It was new, exhilarating, terrifying, heart-stopping, and perfect all at once. Closing her eyes, she opened herself up to the kiss, easing into the wonderful formation. She put one of her hands at the place where his shoulder and his neck meet in a comforting gesture, gently moving her hand down to his chest. As her lips closed, sealing the first kiss, they opened again, embracing another one from Cadmus as they moved closer. The kiss was so slow, so different, so...

What am I doing? Why am I doing this? I don't even know what's happening right now. What does this mean for us? I don't like him like THIS! Dammit, what do I do?!

Then she withdrew from the kiss, a sad look in her eyes.

~~~~~

His thoughts were everywhere, possibly literally. They zoomed from place to place as he experienced dozens of different emotions. It was truly incredible as the thoughts flew through his head, and as he closed his eyes to truly experience the kiss, he almost saw all of the thoughts happening in the same instant.

Then they all stopped as she withdrew. He finally opened his eyes as the feelings drifted away, and he smiled warmly at her as he looked at her, eyes flickering with excitement. But she wasn't happy. She was sad. Almost...disappointed. He instantly felt ashamed. What did I do wrong?

"Cadmus...I...I can't...this...it isn't right."

Isn't right?! Where did that come from? She was enjoying it! He spoke hastily. "What do you mean? I thought you enjoyed it!"

She looked away, blue hair covering up her face. "I did...but...I can't do this, Cadmus."

He leaned forward a bit, not noticing that he was pressuring her. "Why not? What is it?" Now look what I've done...

He saw her bite her lip. "I...I just can't, Cadmus. This isn't right. I-"

Suddenly, she was cut off as the pyramid let out a loud boom that resounded across the plains. Something was happening. They needed to be ready.

In an instant, Cadmus stood up, grabbing Aelia's hand and pulling her up. "Go! Get to your zoid!" With that, he ran to wake the others. Come on, Rigon! I need you now!

~~~~~

All of them were wide awake, staring at the pyramid in anxious excitement. It had been only seconds since the pyramid had boomed, and everyone except for Cadmus were in their zoids, for the Murasame Liger was still out somewhere. All of their weapons were aimed at the pyramid, ready to destroy the first thing that came from it.

Suddenly, a dark silhouette of a man appeared on the side of the pyramid, slowly becoming more and more defined. Cadmus was defenseless, standing in front of the pyramid in awe. Then, without a noise, the silhouette became a man outside of the pyramid.

When the figure emerged, Michael jumped from his zoid, landing in front of Cadmus. It was too dangerous for them to attack the figure with the weapons on the zoids without hurting Cadmus, so Michael drew both guns from his holsters, pulling the hammers back as he raised them up. The man waved his arm in the air, a spark of electricity zapped both weapons and Michael dropped them. "You son of a bitch." Reaching behind him he drew his sword. "Now you're in for it. Cadmus, run!"

The man (http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e245/Yoishan/Anime/AnimeGuy2.jpg) let out a laugh as Cadmus escaped from the battle, the Zoid Prime's new features finally becoming clear with the glow of the pyramid behind him. "Then show me. Show me what I'm 'in for.'" Swinging the massive sword slung over his shoulder with surprising speed, he went for a cut across Michael's chest.

The speed caught him off guard but Michael quickly raised his sword to block the strike. Both blades locked into place. "What's the matter? Over compensating for something with that thing?"

The man grinned darkly, leaning forward and pushing his weight against Michael. "I don't see it as overcompensation. More like...insurance." He pushed the swords to the left against the ground and shoved forward with his metal-coated shoulder, knocking Michael backwards. Then he swung his sword up, bringing it down in an overhead strike.

Michael rolled to the side to avoid the strike. While his opponent struggled to free his stuck blade Michael attacked, swinging his blade. The sword became dislogged to block the attack. Michael grabbed onto the man's arm, pulling him and delivering a headbutt. Michael ignored the forming headache as the man staggered backward, holding his head. Now he took a two handed grip, preparing to attack.

The man held his head, smiling. "Michael, Michael, Michael. Getting dirty in this fight?" As Michael slashed at him with his two handed attack, the red haired man knocked the attack to the side with his blade. Michael came for another two-handed attack, but this time the man blocked the slash with the metal on his left arm, swinging the massive sword one-handed for Michael's head. He ducked underneath the cut from the Zoid Prime, but when Michael dropped his sword from the man's armored arm, the man landed a punch with that same fist square on Michael's jaw.

Michael reared back from the attack holding his jaw. He wished he was wearing armor. That punch wouldn't have hurt nearly as bad had the fist not been surrounded by metal. "And how is this fair? You wearing plate armor." Michael picked up the sword. It was then Prime got a good look at the blade.

"Where did you get that?" Something familiar registered in Prime's mind. He'd seen that blade before.

"That temple the professors told you about." Michael spat out blood. "This was supposed to go to the prince of the Zoidians. I guess so he could cut your head off with it. Guess I'll get that honor instead."

As Michael swung the sword overhand down upon the man, he brought his sword up, using his armored arm to press against the blade of his own blade keep Michael's blade up. "Prince of the Zoidians...that's not right..."

He kicked Michael's chest, sending the man sprawling to the ground. "How can that be...." He stared at Michael, a confused look on his face. "No...not...Kelran..."

Visions floated into his head and he dropped to his knees. Michael was hearing voices in his head, telling him to get up, to fight on, to avenge the fallen. A bright beam of light came down and enveloped him. His eyes and right shoulder burned as memories flooded his thoughts. Everything clicked in his mind. Why he could open the sealed door in the temple. Why Delta activated. Why he was seeing visions.

The child in the pod. It was him.

Standing up he lifted his sword, staring at his reflection. His normal brown eyes were now replaced with light pink. Zoidians had bright colored eyes. Glancing at his right shoulder he saw an emblem (http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/069/a/7/Tribal_Emblem_by_Synezis.jpg) had appeared. "Look familiar?" He turned his body, showing the emblem to Prime, the emblem of Zoidian royalty.

The man stared in shock. "This isn't possible...I wiped out the royal blood! You should be extinct!" Gritting his teeth in anger, he raised his sword up with both hands, bringing it down upon Michael with as much force as he could. Michael glanced the sword to the side, but it obviously jarred him. With a quick recovery, the man swung the sword back with a sideways cut, and Michael hopped backwards, just barely dodging the slice.

The Zoid Prime continued, battering on Michael until he was too tired to block his attacks. His defensive maneuvers became worse and worse. Finally, Michael brought his sword up to parry one of the man's cuts, but the man feinted the attack, slicing from above diagonally downwards instead.

"Death to you, Zoidian!" The roar was loud and almost supernatural as the man brought the sword down upon Michael.

He was tired, but he still had to fight. Raising his sword up he found he lacked the strength to block effectively. Instead he deflected it. The large blade instead cut across his face, his eyes. He dropped to the ground. His vision gone. "You bastard."

The man paused, breathing heavily with his whetted sword at his side. He wasn't breathing heavily out of exhaustion as much as he was with anger. Raising the sword up over his head, the Zoid Prime prepared to deliver the final blow.

"No."

The omniscient voice came from the pyramid, a deep, low rumble. It was almost as if two voices were speaking at the same time: one a normal man's voice, the other a voice that was impossibly deep. The man paused, lowering the sword to his side. "Why?"

"In your anger, have you forgotten the situation? He is of royal descent." With each word that came from the Pyramid, it flashed for every syllable. "Do not kill him."

The Zoid Prime closed his eyes, a flood of understanding hitting him as he smiled, chuckling calmly. "Ah, of course. My apologies, Siren."

"I am Siren no longer. I am Harbinger."

With that, the man turned from Michael, striding back into the Pyramid.

Michael lay on his back, watching the stars above him twinkle out as he had tunnel vision. He had failed, failed to avenge his people, failed to kill the enemy. He could hear voices and he felt his body being moved as a set of arms hooked underneath his armpits, pulling him back. Then he lost consciousness, blood spilling from his lacerated face.

~~~~~

Cadmus knelt beside Michael, using his own shirt to put pressure on the wound on Michael's face as he watched the man pass out. Dammit, no! This isn't what we need! Rigon, get over here, fast!

I'm coming, little one! Stay there!

As soon as the Zoid Prime's silhouette vanished, another boom rocked the earth, this one much louder than the other. The pyramid began to pulse rapidly, cracks forming along its outer shell. The others in their zoids backed away as light seeped from the cracks, and it began to grow more and more violent. Then suddenly, with a bright flash of light, there was a loud roar.

Cadmus' vision finally came back, and when he saw what stood in the pyramid's place, he lost his breath.

A massive crimson Dark Spiner (http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/234/7/f/dark_spiner_the_holocaust_by_liger_inuzuka-d47hakb.png) the size of Korzai's Elephander stared back at Cadmus, anger and rage building within its eyes, which were entirely different. It's huge talons looked to be incredibly sharp, and it roared once again, approaching where Cadmus knelt next to Michael. The terrifying zoid came within ten feet of him, staring at him like a lion stares down its prey.

Rigon...please...

I'm here, little one!

Suddenly, the Spiner looked up, and the Murasame Liger soared over Cadmus' head, tackling the Spiner in a tangle of blue and crimson metal. The two zoids clawed at each other as they tumbled, each of them roaring loudly. Finally, they escaped from the initial tangle and began to circle each other. The Liger had deep claw marks in its armor, but it still functioned well.

Cadmus, I want you to take Michael and get away as fast as you can. Now.

Rigon, I-

That is a command, Cadmus. Trust me.

Cadmus nodded, and as Vega came to help him with Michael, he turned to see the battle.

The Liger was now running towards the Spiner, blade ready. The Spiner easily evaded, though, smacking the Liger with its long, spiked tail. As the Liger fell to the ground, it quickly righted itself and attacked again, unloading with its shock cannons. Once again, the Spiner evaded with impossible agility, clawing open the Liger's side. Although the damage was obvious on the Liger, the zoid continued to attack nonstop, occasionally dealing minor damage to Spiner.

Finally, after another short brawl with the Murasame, the Spiner leaped away. The Murasame crawled away in severe pain, almost unable to keep itself up. Nonetheless, the Liger roared, its blade of Zi shifting two the side, ready to impale the Spiner. It began to run, its lope increasing dramatically as it bolted into an all-out sprint. Just as it looked to impale the Spiner, though, the crimson zoid evaded with breakneck speed, facing the side of the zoid.

Rigon, NO!

The Spiner's cyan eye glowed brightly, and with a bright flash of blue, a beam of light flew from it, piercing straight through the Murasame.

Cadmus watched as the Liger roared helplessly, falling to the ground. It was almost as if he had become deaf as he screamed at the top of his lungs, damaging his throat. Glowing, he flew into the air in a ball of energy, flying directly towards the Spiner. He slammed into the zoid, sending it stumbling away, and landed on the ground again next to the Liger laying on the ground.

There was a hole one foot wide in the Liger's side, and as Cadmus tiredly climbed onto the zoid, he saw that part of the zoid core had been incinerated. Rigon...no...not you... His trancelike state wasn't even disturbed by the Spiner recovering and approaching them. Suddenly it stopped, its head perking up.

"The refugees." Then without a second thought, the zoid bolted away.

Cadmus climbed down from the destroyed zoid, kneeling in the sand as the others approached him in their zoids. The Liger rumbled weakly, a sign of its life. Why did you do this, Rigon...Why...

I needed to, little one. The zoid's voice sounded incredibly weak. I would rather see you live in this world without me than I without you. You are young. You have so much to see in this world. I can see nothing but hate.

No! Don't you get it?! Tears began to cloud Cadmus' vision. Who will I have?! My mom is dead, my dad left me! I need you, Rigon! You're all I have left! You're my life! What am I supposed to do without you!?

Live. Experience life without me. Find your father, and find another zoid. We always knew that this time would come.

I can't, Rigon! The tears spilled over his eyes, tracing rivers down his cheeks. This isn't right! Please, don't leave me! You don't have to go! I can help you! I can fuse with you-

No, Cadmus. You can't. My zoid core is damaged. This is inevitable...this has to happen.

Rigon...

Be strong, little one. Please be strong in my memory. I will find you again one day, and we shall run through the plains of infinity.

...Thank you for everything...I love you, Rigon.

I-

Then the zoid core collapsed, and the Murasame Liger stopped rumbling.

-EPILOGUE-

"What in the name of Zi happened..."

Colonel Torric of the Genezoid Empire stood at the top of a pit twenty feet deep smoking a cigarette. Many of his soldiers dressed in Empirical military uniforms stood at the edge of the pit as well, but none of them lasted long. There was only so much that each of them could take, for they ran away from the pit, vomiting their partially digested lunch away from the horror.

That is, all of them except for Torric. He had to embrace this kind of thing, and he could not show weakness in front of his own soldiers. They were greenhorns, after all. This is the result of a lack of foresight. We should've resumed the war a long time ago. There were obvious tread marks in the mud from trucks, and the tracks looked to be from military-grade tires.

There was no doubt about what had happened here. It was undeserved, cruel, and heartless. The strangest part about the whole situation was the fact that it was so blatant, almost as if the enemy were sending them a message. Then again, those primitive fools aren't known for their stealthiness. They're as graceful as Red Horns.

With a sigh of despair, he turned away, tossing his cigarette stub into the pit full of the bodies of innocent men, women, and children.

Those poor genezoids. Every one of them, executed with a bullet to the head. I don't understand why the Republic wants another war, but this cannot be ignored. This means only one thing. "Private Reynolds, do you have all of this recorded?"

The soldier quickly recovered from his sudden sickness, saluting Colonel Torric with a pale face. "Yes sir, I believe I do."

Torric nodded. "Good. Send a full report to the Emperor. I hope you know what this means."

He turned to all of his men, his hands behind his back. "The Empire is going to war."

~END OF PART I~