Unbroken Heart Ch. 2Disclaimer: I do NOT own Zoids!
Disclaimer2: Any OC characters belong to me!! They will be named in due time!!
Author's Note: Hey everyone!! I'm SO sorry that this has taken me so long to update! As well as all of my other stories! Please forgive me! Things are finally starting to get better in my life, so updates should be a bit more frequent. I felt so bad, and had a lot of free time on my hands at work, that I have the next several chapters for this story all written out in a rough draft. Be on the lookout for some new works from me as well! I hope you all enjoy~
ϔ From the Guardians' Side ϔ
It was a dreary day the Guardian Force. The rain had been non-stop since the night prior, and thus had delayed some of their ammo convoys that were supposed to have arrived. The peace that
Anakalypsi Prologue: Perchance to DreamIt has been twenty years since the defeat of Hiltz and the Deathsaurer.
Thirteen since the death of Van's long time rival, Raven, and Van and Fiona's discovery of Raven's young son, Leith.
Leith is now nineteen and living with the Zoids researchers Gilbert and Abigail Fairbairn, who are unaware of his lineage.
Meanwhile, the Loyalist movement has only gotten stronger and rumors of a powerful unknown zoid leading them have begun to surface.
The crystalline sound of water droplets being absorbed into mirror-like puddles somewhere in the distance. The darkness of the underground dissuaded only by the few dim lights installed precariously to columns of cold stone.
This place was like death. No, he was convinced now, this place was death. It smelled of it. It was bathed in it. A dark place filled with little more then shadows. Places like this were only good for dying, and that was fine. That was his only reason for returning here, after all. He w
Holding On To You
When Thomas came to the first thing he noticed was the dull ache inside his head. The second thing he noticed was that he was still in the cockpit of his Dibison.
He realised the buzzing in his heaad was not in fact in his head at all, but coming from the console. Beek was whistling frantically to get his attention.
With a groan, Thomas struggled to free himself from his helmet and restraints, vaguely aware of a dull pain in his abdomen where the straps had been. The restraints had kept him alive, but he had no doubt he'd fine a few bruises in the morning.
Beek whistled again, more urgently this time. The movement in the cockpit had excited the AI. Thomas felt his heart swell a little at the organoid's concern. Who knew an artificial personality could worry so much?
"I'm all right," he told the computer system. The zoids command system was completely burnt out, but Thomas was glad Beek was still functional. The Dibison, after all, was replaceable. The same could n
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