Twilight of Times Chapters 3+4

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Yuou need to have read the previous chapters before this one

Chapter 3
February 9th ZAC-2102
Penance stood in the hangar, looking up at his new Zoid, almost in awe at his own craftsmanship. A sort of half-smirk came across his face,
‘‘This will do, yes, this will do nicely’’.
He was quite tall, well over 6 feet, and wore white jeans and vest, and a black trench coat. Two gold belts hung loosely around his waist, the first with a samurai sword attached, and the second a holster, within which a revolver was comfortably seated.
Almost nothing was known about him, even Bit, an old acquaintance of his who helped him get started up in the ways of scrap salvaging, didn’t know his name. There was only one fact known about him, he had a vendetta against someone in the empire, he wanted revenge for something big that went down in his past, and no one who knows him would be stupid enough to prevent him from collecting.
The Zoid stood there in all its glory, painted black and white with gold highlights, the designation Zi-024 emblazoned in red on the armour plate on the back of the neck, this reminded him of when he first came across the Zoid…..

A wasteland somewhere on the continent of Europa ZAC-2100
Penance had heard that a highly skilled mercenary had acquired a new Zoid, now piloting a lightning Saix, it meant his old Zoid was an opportunity for acquisition of the Zoid for himself, along with its battle experience it had. It had been given to the republic when he got the Saix and it had been issued another pilot straight away, entering a battle with the empire and not leaving the battlefield, leaving the spoils for anyone to ‘‘find’’.
He picked his way through the battlefield, several zoids he’d never seen before littered the ground, he came across what resembled a shield liger, but it had a larger mane and a pair of blades, half of its face missing, ‘‘what could be the cause of this?’’ walking past more defeated zoids his question was answered, over the rise behind the liger was, a great titan of an empirical Zoid lay there, the ligers face still in its jaws.
Surely the deathsaurer was destroyed in the events last year? But here it was, right there in front of him, but in bad shape. It was covered In bullet holes and charred from head to foot, it appeared dead, but as he approached the eyes flickered to life and glared right at him,some way, somehow, the core had survived the bombardment. He climbed atop its demolished body and saw a shocking sight, defeated republican zoids were mounded up around it, it had definitely been upgraded. He drew his sword, and with one deft movement the point was aimed at a gap in the armour, no matter what, he would finish what the Helic troops had started, he had to stop it from leaving the battlefield.
Throwing his weight behind the handle he plunged the sword through the thin metal, up to the hilt. There was a roar of pain, accompanied by the clang of the ligers wreckage hitting the floor, its eyes flickered again, looking helpless, and then penance twisted the sword, expelling the source of life it had pierced. All resemblance of the ligers face was lost as the Saurer’s head hit the ground, crushing the wreckage. Sheathing his sword he surveyed the battlefield, it wasn’t a pretty sight, Zoid bodies littered the ground everywhere, and he noticed most of them where republic, the only surviving, but heavily damaged Zoids were startled, and were doing their best to flee, but his heart sank, the Zoid he was looking for was not amongst them, it was lying in a crater lifeless…

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wheyhey installment number 4
Chapter 4
As Penance climbed down he was faced with two colossal cannons, in a similar condition to the Deathsaurer, which meant only one thing, looking back at the Zoid his worst fears were confirmed, this Zoid wasn’t a Deathsaurer, it was almost an evolution of it, both of them sharing many common traits, but this Zoid had many upgrades and modifications, the main one being a weapons mount on the back, where the two cannons had rested, but now it was buckled and damaged, and where his footprints had disturbed the carbon particles it was sporting a purple paint job, he guessed it was painted black also, but it was impossible to discern between it and the charring. Looking at this new threat he realised just how hard it would be to get to the capitol with these in mass production.

He returned to the task at hand, walking over to the wreckage to see the damage, upon inspection, the prospect looked good, the Zoid had been stripped of all weapons and armour, but the actual damage was nothing a few sheets of metal and some spare parts couldn’t fix. Finding the emergency canopy lever he pulled it, the canopy opened smoothly, but that meant nothing, power could still reside in the Zoid for some time after the Zoid core dies. He climbed into the cockpit to see the prospect, and it was the worst, none of the controls or consoles were responsive, he punched the console in anger.
Inspecting his knuckles they were bloody, he’d have to add a new console to his repair parts list, removing glass shards from his hand he saw something, was that a flicker on the panel? There was still no response from any of the other consoles, he tried the controls, and everything suddenly lit up, filling the cockpit with light, the Zoid growled as it awoke from its slumber, and stood up as if to stretch its legs. Penance piloted it out of the battlefield, the joints groaning a few times as they loosened, reaching the edge he loaded it onto the stealth cargo.
There was a flash as this giant vehicle reflected the light and then it was gone, with not a trace left, at least to most people, but someone with a keen eye in the are at the time would see ripples in the light, not dissimilar to petrol fumes, as something silently hovered away.

He’d come a long way since then, but there was till further to go, and then the empire would feel the pain for what they did. His Zoid lowered its head, and he hoisted himself into the cockpit, the canopy closing over him, and the Liger Wolf out onto the open ground, Penance’s platinum hair glinting in the sun.


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