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DARKNESS REBORN: Vengeance of the Warrior
by Black Fury

DISCLAIMERS
1. I DO NOT OWN, OR HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH "ZOIDS". I WOULD LIKE TO OWN IT, BUT OH WELL!
2. I HAVE TO GIVE CREDIT TO "DARK SPINER" FOR INVENTING THE CHARACTER "Kevin Batterson", AND HIS ULTIMATE X "DARK SPINER". ALSO, FOR LETTING ME USE "Isaac Cloud" AND "Zephyr".
3. I HAVE TO GIVE CREDIT TO "MARIA DANAMA" FOR INVENTING HARRY CHAMP'S ULTIMATE X "DEIFIC CAT".
4. THIS FANFIC IS MEANT AS A PARALLEL STORY TO "Old Conflicts Renewed" found on ANIME ADMIRER'S ZOIDS PLUS NOW ENJOY!!!
5. If you want to contact me, my e-mail is ultimatefury@lycos.com.

CHAPTER 16: the Buster Eagles

June 5th, 3106.

THE LAYON TEAM vs. THE PHARAOH TEAM…BATTLE MODE, NONE. READY…FIGHT!"

4 Storm Sworders leapt forward from the Whale King, three of them armed to the teeth with air-to-surface assault equipment. The other was loaded with an anti-air arsenal rivaling a Hammerhead's. All four were headed towards three small, sleek, birdlike Zoids: Buster Eagles. In center was a golden one, equipped with the massive Buster Cannons that come standard on this small, Arcadian-designed Zoid, and multiple missile pods on the wing. To the left was another, sky-blue and armed instead with a dark Horn's Dual Hiblit Vulcan Gun on the back, and simple shot units on the wing. To the right another, blood red in color and equipped with a strange sort of jetpack reminiscent of the SSS's.

- "All right, these guys are faster than us, better armed, and more experienced, but we can take 'em. Odeon!

- Yes, sir?

- Take care of that SS-A2, on the left. Isis, the one on the right. I'll take care of the SS-F1

- Roger.

- But what about the other one?

- The other one's an A1. We'll let the Hammerhead handle it.

- All right."

A fierce dogfight ensued, in which Isis and Odeon were quickly taken out. However, so were the 2 SS-A2s. In fact, it was the F1 that nailed them, after the other two were destroyed. The blood-red Zoid surged forward.

- "WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR YOU INCOMPETENT FOOLS? DESTROY HIM, THAT ZOID IS HALF THE SIZE OF A FUCKING RAYNOS, YOU SHOULD'VE ANIHILATED HIM!

- Sir, its small size is the EXACT, FUCKING REASON WHY we can't nail the bastard, and that kid is good." The pilot of the F1, a young colonel named Reed Hiltz, replied to his boss's furious ranting. "Very good. We'll have to do this the easy way," he thought to himself. In his mid-thirties, he seethed at Altiel for placing him under the direct command of the fat, egg-brained, old fool who was currently ranting and raving over the radio. His teammate, Gunther Prozen, in his early forties, was a general, and shared his feelings. But neither knew…

Neither knew what lay in wait, deep in the Elemia Desert. And the Hour approached.

- General?

- I'm on the Eagle.

- Good. I'll try to find their fourth warrior." This battle was getting long. It'd been half an hour, and still they were fighting. Oh, well. At least the egghead in the Whale King had shut up. Meanwhile, the blood-red Eagle disappeared. "Did you get him, sir?

- No, he's got a Stealth Shield. AAH!"

- General? General! Do you read? Damn!" the General was out. So it was he against the Eagle. He sent a short burst EMP wave, which disrupted his opponent's shield. Then, he barrel-rolled, and opened communications

- "You fool. You thought you could out run me?" he scoffed, and his opponent replied.

- "I'm NOT trying to outrun you.

- What?" looking at his screen, he saw a smirk on his cloaked opponent's face. Then, another voice, low and cold. Frightening.

- "It's about outfoxing you!" a jet-black Hammerhead suddenly appeared, and opened fire with the missile units on its "nose". Hitlz was out, and the Pharaoh Team won.

In the restaurant, Bit was rather happy. Raven and Reese were here, as well as Leena, Harry and Moonbay. Brad and Naomi were "busy" (AN: on a date of their own…=>), and Bit remembered this place. It was here that he'd first met Naomi, just days before the Blitz Team's first battle against the Red Comet. Raven and Reese told us they'd joined the Guardian Force, and suggested they do the same. But there was something else. Bit noticed a ring…

- "You guys engaged?

- Yeah, so?

- Nothing, just asking. So, uhm, when's the-" he stopped short as both Leena AND Moonbay elbowed him in the ribs. Hard. And Reese, as if she knew what he was going to say, gave him a look that said "None of your business."

- You were going to say something, Bit?

- No, Raven, I was not. Hey, who's that guy?" Bit asked about a guy who'd just walked in. he wore a long, flowing cloak, the hood of which covered his hair and hid his face in shadows. Behind him, entered a tall, muscular guy in a similar cloak, but the lowered hood revealed a set, angular jaw, and his suspicious eyes roamed about the room incessantly, his tattooed face expressionless.

- "They're the Pharaoh Team. They made their debut about a week ago.

- "In the Class?

- You mean Class B? No. They STARTED battling a week ago. Or, rater, two weeks. In a week, they were highly enough ranked to enter official Classification. Now, they're in Class B.

- A, actually." Added a low, cold voice behind them. It belonged to a tall, slim youth. He had fairly long, blonde hair, and lavender eyes. His skin was fairly dark, and he wore a light-colored shirt, almost a faded pink. Around his neck was a large, golden medallion.

And behind him, up walked a couple of thugs, who, thinking they were tough, walked up and tried to steal it. One of them promptly found himself cradling his bloody stump of a wrist as his hand fell to the floor. The other found that his clavicle was broken. A third walked up, who received a solid kick to the chest, falling backwards over his table.

- "BAR FIGHT!" screamed someone, and some twenty guys rushed the stranger. He held a long, slim golden rod, at the tip of which gleamed a bloodied blade. But the blade retracted with a SNIKT! As he flung his staff full into one guy's nose, breaking it. Then, he drove the butt end of it up into the bloodied nose, driving the shattered cartilage and bone into the guy's brain. He was dead before he hit the floor, and another fell, finding his foot cut off, above the ankle. As he screamed, all the others picked themselves up and started running out.. The entire fight lasted about thirty seconds. In the ensuing chaos, the stranger disappeared.

Even stranger, Bit saw, was that the two members of the Pharaoh Team left closely after that. Outside town, as he returned to the HoverCargo, he saw three small, birdlike Zoids: one golden, one blue, and one red. Then, landed a fourth, a standard white one. The pilot climbed out. He was tall, with long, platinum blonde hair, and wore a blue jacket, as well as blue jeans, and a white shirt. On the side of his Zoid, he made out the text:

PTZ-004-BZ10

B. RYOU