Chapter 1: Talon: New Raptor-Type, Awakened
Organized under strict rules and regulations, Zoid battles are fighting competitions held on enormous battlefields, using mechanical combat units known as Zoids. The enthusiastic young warriors put their pride on the line, and sharpen their skills against one another.
Battle mode approved.
Area scanned.
Battlefield, set up.
Ready?
FIGHT!
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The jungle is not a place to be taken lightly. Subtle dangers lay in wait for any that lower their gaurd for even a second. And such actions may cause someone to lose their life. Because of these reasons, the jungle is a perfect place to hide something.
The calmness and sereinity of one such jungle was shattered as shouts and screams sounded through. Several people wearing leather jackets rode hover boards after someone on foot.
One hand was on his head, keeping his green hat from flying off. He wore a light jacket that was black, white and red, underneith it was a blue t-shirt. Square-like glasses rested on his nose as his breathing got faster and harder.
"Why," He stumbled, but his forward momentum allowed him to start back up. "Why did you have to open your big mouth, Denny?!" he said to himself.
Denny Roth had been running for a while, chased into the jungle that rested outside of his hometown of Hessa City. The people chasing him where members of the Hessa Street Gang, members who used Zoids like Rev Raptors to get what they wanted from others. Today Denny had had enough of their snob-like attitude and mouthed off to a few. That had proven to be a mistake he now realized as he was being chased.
The Hessa Gang members zoomed over the obsticles that were begining to throw Denny almost off his feet, shouting and poking fun at his reputation at the school there. He jumped over some gaint tree roots that lay at angles over the ground. He hit the ground runing again as the Gang members just flew over them.
The wind leaving his lungs and a steep cliff face forced Denny to stop. He leaned his back against the wall, his breathing labored and sweat going down the side of his face.
End of the road,, he thought, still breathless and out of energy to even make a break for it.
The hover boards whooshed in and landed. Four gang members got off of their boards and surrounded Denny, just twenty feet away against the rock face.
"The boss is gonna be real happy when he hears we nabbed you, kid."
"Yeah, maybe he'll even give us a raise, or beef up our Zoids a bit."
"So what's it gonna be? Slow and painful, or fast and painless?"
Denny tried to back up some more but the cliff wouldn't let him. He wasn't much of a fighter, but even in his breathless state, he would sure give them a fight.
But something else happened.
The rock wall Denny had been backing up against, finally gaveway under the pressure he was putting on it. It collapsed inward and Denny fell back with it. Rolling backwards, head-over-heels, objects hitting his body that he could not see. Rocks bumpbed and bruised his body, spider webs were torn by his moving hands, and then the rolling stopped and he fell into the blackness.
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His body hurt almost as bad as the throbing pain inside his head. He sat up and slumped forward, trying to remember what had happened last.
"Name: Denny Roth, Age: 16, Occupation: Student and part-time worker at the reasturaunt my mom works for. Yup, I remember everything. Now how did I end up here?"
Denny looked up at the celeing aove him. It was pitch black and he couldn't see anything, no matter how hard he tried. Deciding that stumbling around in the dark was better than just sitting on his butt, wondering what was in the darkness, he stood up and took a stagering step forward.
His foot hit the ground, and the brick that he stepped on gained an eire glow. The space around the rectangular floorpiece started to glow a bright orange. He stared at it in confussion and shock, and watched as it spread along the rectangular pattern on the floor. The entire floor lit up and a large rectangular box was dimmly lit by the orange glow.
He started to walk towards the giant box.
"There he is!"
"Grab him!"
Denny was slammed to the ground, dog-pilled by the four gang members.
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"You're lucky kid, maybe if you apologize, we may just let you go with a few broken bones instead of all of them."
"What's wrong kid? Gag on too tight?" All four members laughed as they sat on the shining ground. One was gone, messing around with the box, which seemed to be more of a container, and old Zoid transport container. Denny sat on his rump, his hands and arms bound to his sides and a gag around his mouth.
This was not his idea of a joke. What he was more afraid was what these guys were capable of doing to him.
"Aha! You guys owe me now! I broke the code!" shouted the member at the container. He had spent the last fifteen minutes trying to hack through the containers protection programs and finding the codes to open it.
The four gang memebers stood infront of the container. Denny fell to his side so he could see what was going on.
There was a hiss of decompression and mist came blasting out of the corners of the container. The sides began to open apart, the top of the container staying attatched to the one side slowly falling towards Denny and the others.
Inside the now open container was a Zoid, laying down on it's stomach. The arms rested on the ground, the legs were folded up against the body. Small horns stuck out at the back of the head, that ended in an elongated snout. A long segmented tail was at the other end of the slender body.
"What kind of Zoid is it?"
"Dunno, maybe we can get a decent wad of cash if we sell it."
"Screw selling it, I'm gonna keep it, and then I'll become boss."
Those idiots, Denny thought as he sighed under the gag. That's some kind of Raptor-Type Zoid. The size of the claw on that foot shows that. It kinda looks like a Rev Raptor too, only slightly bigger and more beefed up. He watched the Zoid, wondering if it was still operational after who-knows-how-many years. The gang members were preocupied wondering what to do with their new catch to see a slight movement at the end of the tail.
Denny just sat there watching it, either scared or curious, he didn't know. The eyes on the Zoid turned on, a bright red light showing more features around the eye sockets. A loud growl filled the chamber, echoing off the walls.
The gang members stopped arguing and glanced around.
"What was that?"
"How should I know?"
Then the Zoid rose, standing to its full height. It moved its arms, careened its neck, and streached its legs. The claws clicked on the metal surface on which it stood, unfortunatly for the gang members only one saw the Zoid move as the other three argued.
"Look, I've never even been here. How should I know what made that noise. Hey Sam, help me out here. Sam?"
The three members looked at Sam, who seemed to be staring through them.
"Hey Sam! Zi to Sam!" said another one, waving a hand infront of Sam's face.
The Zoid's mouth openned and a loud high-pitched shreik wailed through the chamber. The three other guys jumped in shock before turning around and seeing the two burning red eyes.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!" The scream was drowned out by the roar of the Zoid. Now the gang members started running towards the only entarnce in, or out, of the chamber and ruins. They scampered up the slope, leaving Denny sitting there on his butt.
Denny watched as the Zoid stared at the small enterance before turning on a claw and walking back to where it had been laying. It planted one foot on the ground and stopped. He watched it, wondering what it would do. Denny had heard some rumors about Zoids going wild, but as that thought was floating through his mind the Zoid turned towards him.
It almost seemed to stalk Denny as he sat there. The metalic claws clicking on the floor. The Zoid stopped and stared down at him, the red eyes burning into his own. Then the neck dropped and the mouth openned wide.
The teeth tore through the ropes that had bound him for the greater half of an hour and Denny ripped off the gag in his mouth. He looked up at the Raptor-Zoid that now stood above him. As he did the head came down right beside him and the top half of the head openned up.
Inside was a still operational Zoid cockpit. Every button looked brand-new! Not a speck of dust rested on the inside. Even the pilot restraints looked in working order. The lights turned on inside and Denny noticed something on the seat.
It was a necklace. A silver chainlink necklace with some sort of stone inside a piece of formed metal. He picked it up and looked at it more closely. As the light was reflected he saw what looked like flames dancing inside the stone.
"Cool," He took off his hat and glasses and dropped them on the seat. Then he slipped the necklace around his head and over his nose so it rested around his neck. "It even fits." he commented as he put his glasses and hat back on.
Suddenly an idea came to him. With the gang currently disposed of, why not pilot this new Zoid out and take it back home? Maybe with a Zoid he could stop the Hessa Street Gang from terrorizing everyone with their Rev Raptors.
This new idea in mind he hopped in and checked the controls.
He had never actually piloted a Zoid before, but he thought he had a basic idea. The Zoid Battle Simulators that were so popular at Zoid Warrior Taverns were also in many arcades, including the ones in Hessa. Denny had made himself a reputation for being the best Zoid Gammer in Hessa. Now he hoped that the actual Zoids were just as easy to pilot.
Pulling the restraining straps into place around his arms, torso and legs, Denny grabbed ahold of the controls and pulled back. The Zoid's cockpit closed and the head raised.
On a small green screen, words flashed as Denny heard the gears and motors become accustomed to movement:
MOTOR CONTROLS...................100%
SERVO-MOTOR POWER.......................................100%
CORE ENGAGING.......................................... ........100%
COMPUTER SYSTEMS........................................... 100%
TALON: SYSTEMS OPPERATIONAL ....
"Talon? I guess that's what this Zoid's name is. Hmm, I wonder how I'm gonna get out of here..."
Talon's eyes glowed a bright red before the Zoid lunged forward.
"Whoa!" Denny shouted as he was slammed back into his seat.
In only three bounds Talon reached the wall with the openning. The Zoid crouched down and the head swivled from side to side.
"This thing has a mind of its own, I barely touched the controls." Denny commented. "Huh? What's Talon doing?" Talon let out a honking roar and raised one of its forearms.
The claws began to glow and Talon's arm thrust into the rock wall, tearing it apart, then the other arm continued to dig into the wall.
"It's digging out of here!" Denny exclaimed as he held onto the controls to brace him against the rumbling of the Zoid and rock around them
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Outside the sun shone brilliantly against the foliage covering part of the temple walls. The jungle had over 4000 years to claim the temple and protect its secret, but the temple had been breached.
Intense heat began to emminate from the wall itself, causing plants to wither and die. A section of the wall began to glow red from the intense heat. Then the wall was blasted apart and Talon stood in the sunlight.
Denny covered his eyes with the bill of his hat. "Never knew daylight would look so good." he commented to himself. As his eyes grew more used to the light he noticed several Rev Raptors surrounging him. "Huh?!"
"We knew that Zoid would get out, who knew you'd be piloting it kid."
It was the Hessa Street Gang and their Zoids, Rev Raptors.
"Give us the Zoid and you might be spared."
"Are you crazy?" Denny told them. "Give me one good reason why I should give Talon to you creeps!"
"Because you're out numbered, out gunned, and just plain out of luck."
Denny gritted his teeth. He's right, how can I take on seven Rev Raptors with a Zoid that I barely know about, let alone can pilot. I'm in for it now.... I'm really in it deep.
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Denny: Man this is tough. Seven Rev Raptos against Talon, now that's what I call an unfair fight! After I manage to get back home, I find out my mom's been threatened!!! What?! If I give you Talon, you'll back off?! Geez, I'm in for it now, next time on ZOIDS: LEGEND OF THE ULTIMATE XS, The New Zoid On The Block. Ready, FIGHT!
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ZOID DATABASE: WARRIOR FILES
Name: Sam
Age: 24
Sex: Male
Description: Tall Blonde with big hands. Wears Leather apparel that shows the Hessa Gang's emblem
History: Unknown, even to his closes friends
Zoid: Rev Raptor
Team: None, Gang member
ZOID DATABASE: ZOID FILES
Name: Rev Raptor
Type: Velociraptor
Class: 2
Function:Light High-speed Assault
Alingment: Guylos Empire
Designation: EZ-027
Height: 7.56m
Length: 11.4m
Weight: 23.5T
Max Speed: 210km/h
Crew: 1
Armaments: Hardened allow claws and talons, Dual Scythe Cutters
Distinguishing Features: Fast and highly maneuverable.