Upon Thy Life

 

Warlord Guyver

 

 

 

            A figure floats inside of a bio tank inside of the War Clan Hybrid Relic. It is a naked female figure. The woman is young, just turning into her adult life. Hair is blue and straight. Under the dark water inside of the tank she appears little more than a colored shadow.

            A door opens. Joshua Selph steps inside with Jarrod Lucas.

            “We can’t let her out yet,” Josh says.

            “And why not. She looks fine to me,” Jarrod says pointing at the woman in the tank.

            “Her mind is blank. It’s like having a computer with a blank hard drive. It will work fine, but it can’t do anything”, he says.

            They both stare at her. It’s been years since they last saw her familiar form, more for Jarrod.

            “How do you expect to fill it?” Jarrod asks.

            “I can use micro organisms to copy dead tissue information. It’s a little creator trick. I would be able to completely fill her brain with the old copy, but there is one problem” Josh says. Jarrod looks at him puzzled. “I must have access to the original body”.

            “Oh, that is a problem” Jarrod says.

 

 

Chronos Moon Base

 

            “And from the womb a God will appear unlike any other. He will have the wings of a dragon burning with rage. And from his eyes a legacy will be born. He will paint the void with blood and avenge the weaker gods with his mighty vengeance” Alkanphal reads aloud. He has in his hand an ancient copy of a Creator Book. The title is, “Erasmas Zaphod Callabra”. Which in the creator tongue means, “The End Tales of Zaphod”.

            “What the hell is that supposed to be” Greg asks sitting next to him. They sit inside of the Throne Room. Greg has assumed a chair in there that is on the left region of Alkanphal. They both share the company now.

            “This book is the tale of the end. It was the greatest fable ever written to the creators,” Alkanphal says handing Greg the book. Greg stares at its cover.

            “I remember this story, well, Ai-Talis does. This was the reason he went into the army. To prevent this from ever happening”.

            “The Creators believe everything Zaphod has ever said to them. Whether this will happen or not is of no importance but if it does I hope this thing is on our side,” he says.

            Greg flaps through the book reading small passages.

 

            “And from his lips a sound of death shall become known. It will quake the heavens and slaughter our race a thousand fold”.

            “The gods fellows will turn upon him and send him into a frozen casket from which his mind will be the only comfort. 300 degs (20 years in human time) later, the god will emerge from his frozen crypt and wreak havoc upon his fellow gods”.

            “From The Gods hands a light shall enfold our fair world. His life comes from death of his victims and his victims will be plenty”.

 

            “There is a nice fairy tale,” Greg says tossing the book to Alkanphal. “I prefer Mother Goose”.

            Alkanphal catches the book as he laughs. He opens to the part before he began.

 

            “The Ancient Champion will sacrifice himself to save those he has sworn to protect. His mighty power will shine a light through the void for others to follow”.

 

            Alkanphal closes the book.

 

 

In Space

 

            “The Jy-taki have not reported back,” a voice says.

            “I thought as such. With both Alkanphal and W’Kar out there I doubted their mission would succeed”.

            “We have read a massive decrease in bio energy, but two more were made. So I somehow doubt it had any point”.

            “More lower powers can be harder to kill than a single higher” a voice says that sounds familiar.

            “Depends on the higher power. If W’Kar is active than things are much more difficult than you will ever know. I helped create that monster unit. I know what it is capable of” another voice says. This is the voice of Grend, Dibblis’ fellow.

            “I suggest a full assault against the child race. Alkanphal may have been able to stop our previous attempt on blowing that world to hell, but this time he will be of little concern. We sensed his Zoacrystals being crushed by our Jy-taki”.

            “Zoaforms are disgusting creations. Hard to get rid of too. One or two always seems to find someway to slide just out of our grasp.

             “But I doubt that W’Kar is powerful enough to battle the Jy-taki forces we have. We are in full command of 3 thousand as of now”.

            “You don’t know that units full power. I saw Ai-Talis use it and destroy the 1 planets sole moon,” Grend says. “Now imagine that power in the hands of a child host. You all remember The Guyver. The effect would be the same, but this unit is much different than the Fakk armor we used on the child. This Armor is made solely for destruction”.

 

Forbidden Island

 

            Greg slips from the woods and drops a rose on Cassandra’s Grave.

            He then smiles and makes his speech before leaving. Seconds Later Fighter II and NeoBeserk emerge from a teleport.

            “Will Josh’s plan work” NeoBeserk asks.

            “Possibly. I’ve never known him to make any serious errors,” Fighter says pulling a vial out from behind the organism of his armor. He cracks the vial over the gravestone and drops the contents on the topsoil.

 

War Clan Hybrid Relic

 

            “”Go For it” Fighter says over the Neo Guyvers transmissions.

            Inside of Neo Guyvers helmet it shows a display of a small creature digging. He rigged a Nano-Probe to carry the organisms to the skull of Cassandra.

            “Man, I need to make more Video Games like this” he says watching the display and he moves the Nano Probe through the casket. When inside he sees her body!

            It is rotted from many years and because it was never embalmed. The decay makes her once beautiful figure appear horrid.

            “Damn Girl, I think you need a bath,” Josh says trying not to gross himself out. He forces the Nano Probe to go through the eye cavity and into the skull. He notices the dried mass of soot that was once a Brain. The Nano Probe opens to let loose the organisms and they attach to the brain stem and further parts and begin to transmit colossal amounts of data onto the Hybrid Relics Data Banks.

            “Well now that that is settled, we can go to the fun part,” he says removing the helmet.

            He darts over to the main board and begins to input the command to copy data to the clone’s brain.

            “Computer, How long is this transfer expected to last” Josh asks.

            “Amount of Data equals 1500 Gigabytes Approx. Time for transfer undetermined. Best Estimate is 74 hours”.

            “Not bad. Guess that Mark II tech did something to this hunk of junk” Josh says before walking out of the room.

 

Dead Sea Plant

 

            “Launch The Ark” Alkanphal says over the intercom. A massive machine of gigantic proportions lifts from the water and into the sky. Alkanphal and Warrior holding Albass lift off after it and go inside.

            Zertax Dominia and Hamical Balcus greet them.

            “Welcome to The Ark II My Lord” Balcus says and both of the Zoaforms bow at Alkanphals feet.

            “You have done well Hamical” Alkanphal says.

            Warrior bends down to Albass ear. “I got a bottle of champagne, want to christen the boat”.

            “Sure” Albass says. Warrior grabs a bottle from the inside of his organism and hands it to Albass.

            “Don’t cut yourself,” Alkanphal says to his daughter.

            “Oh you must be kidding me. You still treating that girl like a kid. If it wasn’t for her you’d be dead” Warrior says.

            “Oh shut up. Maybe if you ever have kids you’ll know” Alkanphal says.

            “Idiot, I can’t” Warrior says.

            Alkanphal finally gives up. Arguing with him is a waste of time he thinks to himself. Albass slams the champagne bottle against the Ark and everyone cheers.

            “And the Legacy was born baring its mighty wings upon the sky. The Ancient Guardian charges it forward to part the heavens” Alkanphal says making the door open. He has peered over schematics for days. He could walk through this ship with his eyes close.

            “The New Mark II tech we gained from the satellite was quite an upgrade. Weapons have far passed tripled from the old ark” Hamical Balcus says.

            “And from the craft a might blast enveloped the sky blinding all but the great eye” Alkanphal says. “I have a new name for this Hamical”.

            “Road kill” Warrior says smiling as he looks down the long hall.

            Albass slaps his shoulder.

            “I dub this ship, The Accolade. This is the prize of Chronos. This is what we will get our vengeance in”.

            “Why not have both of us blow them to hell and back” Warrior says.

            “Unlike you I have a limited amount of energy at a given moment. And this damn unit won’t let me do much”.

            “It was either that or death Alkanphal. You should be happy, I could have left you there for Jy-taki food” the blue giant says.

            “Oh Shut up” Albass says. “Dad”.

            “Yes”.

            “How about we throw a party on the ship” she says.

            Alkanphal smiles. “Why not, we have a truce, we can have some of the World Government come”.

            “Heh, I’ll bring the beer,” Warrior says turning and activating his teleport.

            “He may be honorable, but he has a very poor mouth” Zertax says.

            Albass laughs. “You should see him after he wakes up”.

 

 

3 days later

 

War Clan Hybrid Relic

 

            “Well, the download of information is done. I wonder when Josh will wake her up” Millis says.

            NeoBeserk stands with his arms crossed. He has to be here, Josh is making him.

            “Kinda funny. I remember when my dad Cabharl Khan taught me that the War Clan was the worst threat to our survival. Now I’m part of them”.

            “Whatever, not my concern” NeoBeserk says.

            In steps Josh with a pair of clothes and he sets them on a chair beside him. In follow Amanda Hawkins and Jarrod, the final survivors of the Original War Clan.

            “Shall we wake the bitch up” Josh says.

            “She’s not a bitch,” Amanda says.

            “Whatever, let’s crack it and let her loose” he says pressing some buttons on the panel.

            The black water drains around her showing a pale nude female. She has blue hair. Wires that attach to her body and help her float in the air.

            Suddenly a small device protrudes down and above her chest. This device appears to be a panel shaped device.

            “Everyone, close your eyes” Josh says, and they do.

            He presses a button and a lightning bolt fires from the device into her heart. This stimulates the heart to begin the function. Suddenly the same thing happens again and she takes a deep breath and the brain turns on.

            Josh makes the glass cover come up and the wires detach and she falls down. Jarrod runs over to help her up. She seems to be in shock.

 

            They were able to calm her down.

 

            “Cassandra, can you understand me?” Josh says to her.

            She nods.

            “Can you talk?” he asks.

            “Y…Yes” she says skipping in her voice.

            “What is the last thing you remember”?

            “I was being held by some Zoalord, and he tore me apart when Greg came to help. I remember telling him to be fine”.

            “Is that it” Josh asks.

            She nods.

            “Cassandra, it’s the year 2011. We have joined Chronos after the creators came back” Josh says.

            Cassandra looks up at him. “Did, I die?” she asks.

            Josh nods. “We were able to get a technology that allowed us to recreate your body and we inserted your memories back into this”.

            Cassandra looks back down and asks for some clothes.

 

Forbidden Island

 

            Greg and Albass stand in front of his parent’s grave. Lately he’s been able to visit more often. Less fighting gives him more time to depressed.

            “I need a fucking life. There has must be something to destroy,” he says turning around.

            About thirty foot away he sees Josh and another figure. It’s a female, young as him, and she has blue hair. Greg steps forward and goes up to the girl. He puts out his hand and touches her face. The woman never shifts a muscle.

            “Hi Greg” she says.

            He still doesn’t speak.

            “Hey Romeo, why not speak” Josh says. “It took me awhile to do this at least you could say something. I’m so unappreciated”.

            “How” Greg asks.

            “Josh remade my body” Cassandra says. Greg touches the side of her face and smiles.

            “I…missed you…Cassandra,” he says. Cassandra hugs him and they both smile. “I love you Cassandra”.

 

            A little after that Albass and Josh leave.

            Greg and Cassandra walk home together and Greg barely speaks a word. His eyes are blank in emotion. Either Confusion or Shock, he does not know which. But Cassandra does not push the issue.

            As they walk Cassandra spots a Gravestone in the middle of a field. She remembers she loved this field and spent a lot of time in it. They both step up to it.

            “When you died I couldn’t breathe. It was hard to lift the dirt to bury you Fidget” Greg says holding on to her shoulder.

            Cassandra looks hard at the stone.

            “Déjà vu” she says.

            Greg smiles. He bends down next to her. “I put flowers on it everyday. You can see the new ones there. I missed only one day in these many years because I was sick and almost dead due to the Guyver Unit”.

            She picks up the roses and smells them. “Thank you”.

            She looks over at his face. And for the first time in a long time Greg smiles in an unsacrastic, not angry fashion. “It is still hard to believe. Ever since Mirabilis killed you I thought I would never see you again. And until I slaughtered him that was all I could think of”.

            Cassandra smiles a half grin. “You are still a little crazy huh”.

            “That will never change” Greg says.

            “Hopefully not” she says and kisses him.

            When they both let go. “And you are still Fidgety”.

            She smiles. “Can I ask you something”?

            “Of course” Greg says.

            “What happened to you after I died, Josh says you have changed much. The only thing I see is you are wearing a new hair style and trench coat,” she says.

            With this Greg’s smile fades. “I have changed, much. My Guyver Unit forced me to grow to be much more powerful and large than I formerly was. I’ve also lost a lot of faith and have lost track in my death toll”.

            With this Greg stands and turns his back. “I’m sorry. I can’t blame it on my Guyver. True, it does feed off of me to make me stronger, but I was the one who made me what I am. I tore Mirabilis a new one and killed thousands of Zoanoids. I personally hunted down and killed most of the Zoalords.

            Cassandra reaches around and grabs his shoulder.

            “Listen that does not matter. The essence of you is what does. And you are one of the greatest people I know. Why else would I love you?” Cassandra says.

            Greg turns and smiles. “Thanks, but I gotta show you something, so step back”.

            She does as he asks.

            This is the hardest bio boost Greg has ever done.

            “WARRIOR” he screams. An immense explosion fires from him and blows apart the ground underneath and the organism floats around his body. The armor and Control Medal forms from inside the Organism and there stands the Warrior Guyver.

            Cassandra stands completely still.

            Warriors head drops.

            She walks up and touches his stomach, and that is how high her head reaches.

            “You have changed,” she says.          

            Greg bends down to her height. “After you died I became this. My anger and sadness was so immense the Guyver fed off of it and created this body. I am now anywhere between 16 and 20 times a normal guyver in power at any given moment”.

            He steps back and recalls the armor. Upon deactivation it makes no Blast Field.

            “Let’s not dwell on such things Cassandra, we should go home”.

 

At Greg’s home on Forbidden Island

 

            “Welcome home” Greg says opening the door. Cassandra steps in and sees the house almost exactly as she remembers.

            She smiles and walks around. “It only feels like two days, but it has actually been over a decade since I last was here”.

            Greg nods. “I tried keeping the place clean, Albass helped a little”.

            “Who is that?” Cassandra asks.

            “Alkanphal’s kid” he says and touches Cassandra’s face. “I’ve missed you”.

            Cassandra Chuckles, “That’s the third time you said that”.

            “I’ll make it a fourth if I must” Greg says before kissing her.

 

The Accolades main bridge

 

            “So you say Cassandra is back,” Alkanphal says to his spawn.

            “Mmm, hmm. I was there when she showed up. Josh cloned her or something,” she says.

            “Guess who will be showing up to the party”.

 

 

A month later

 

Forbidden Island

 

 

            A giant shadow envelops the island and Cassandra screams waking Greg up immediately to activate his Guyver Unit. He runs outside to see Cassandra scared to death at a giant ship in the sky.

            “Damnit Alkanphal” Warrior says making his armor into clothing. “It’s alright Fidget, its just Alkie showing off his new toy”.

            Alkanphal floats down to only be blocked by the shield, which Greg deactivates using his guyver. He floats down with Albass and land next to them.

            “Long time no see Cassandra” Alkanphal says. Cassandra steps back, she never trusted Alkanphal.

            “What is this for Alkanphal" Greg asks.

            “Well, I though you two may want to come up and join the party” he says.

            “Oh damn, I forgot that was today” Greg says. His clothing turns into a suit. “Better”.

            “A little” Alkanphal says.

            “I don’t have anything,” Cassandra says.

            Greg smiles. “Your dresses are still inside. They are in the room behind the closet panels in a drawer. They should be clean”.

            Cassandra walks to go get them.

            “You’re lucky. Lot’s of people don’t get a second chance,” Alkanphal says.

            ”None do” Greg says. “You go ahead. I’ll bring her up when she is done”. Alkanphal nods and Albass follows him back up.

 

1 hour later

 

            “Ready” Cassandra says coming back. She picked a simple black dress.

            Greg grabs her waist and begins to fly into the air.

            “I forgot how scary this was,” she says looking down. Greg laughs and opens the Accolades doors with his C-Medal. When he steps in a Neo Zx-tole directs them to go to the main hallway.

            “That was weird” Cassandra says.

            “What” Greg asks?

            “You didn’t kill him,” she says.

            Greg laughs to himself. When they arrive in the main hall the place is decorated vividly. Tapestries and expensive paintings saved by Chronos during the war are hung all over. The Mona Lisa, The Last Supper, and more of the world’s utmost artistic paintings adorn the walls. All Originals!

            Many Zoaforms are around the room; he even notices some of the Guyvers from the World Government. A few Zoagods and Zertax Dominia stand around obviously pissed off. Seems Zertax wants them to stand guard in case of attack, but who would be dumb enough to attack a ship full of super powers.

            Greg leads Cassandra to the back table, which has a few of the super powers. Alkanphal sits beside his daughter Albass. Both adorn the shoulder pads all Zoalords have. Albass’ is relatively smaller and less decorative. They have spikes popping off the sides giving the impression of a Gigantic Guyver.

            Alkanphal stands and says hello. Beside Alkanphal are two chairs; Greg and Cassandra sit in them, Greg in the one close to Alkanphal.

            “Welcome” Alkanphal says.

            “What kind of music is this” Cassandra asks?

            “Oh this” Alkanphal says. “This is creator music, I know it sounds funny to you but I love it”.

            Greg laughs. “It sounds like someone doing yard work”.

            “That’s what I thought it was when I heard it” Albass says. “I’ll always prefer jazz”.

            “I want some Rock, hmm, I wonder,” he says getting up.

            “What are you doing” Cassandra asks.

            “An experiment” he says walking towards the speakers stereo that has the music.

            He quickly rips it open and plays with a couple wires. The music changes to a station that plays 70’s rock.

            “That’s better,” he says clamping it back down. As he walks away the room seems to get livelier.

            “You are a sad pathetic person,” Alkanphal says.

            “Fuck you, go take a damn nap like you normally do, this time for 10 years,” Greg says.

            “Ha, ever since I got that damaged unit I don’t have to. Unfortunately if it were ever removed it would take my life with it. Dang thing was bonded in a improvised way cause of the damages, I’m surprised it functions at all,” he says. “I wanted to exchange it for another model, hopefully an Assassin Model, but not I can’t”.

            “Besides that I’d rip you a new one before you would get a chance to fight” Greg says grabbing a bottle of champagne. “I hate French shit, where is that cheap American beer”.

            “Please, at the level I would be at as a Assassin Guyver Alkanphal, you would never have a chance even if you evolved 6 times” Alkanphal says drinking a final glass of Talba.

            Albass chuckles. “Don’t tempt him,” she says before getting a viper like look from Alkanphal.

 

            Later on the group spoke with the Guyvers from the World Government. XT even came to speak with Balcus, although none know what it was about. Alkanphal and Greg let him on.

            The World Government never spoke to Alkanphal. They still despised him. No one can blame them, he killed billions and made even more into Zoanoids. But Warrior is almost the same. The only distinction is he never attempted Genocide upon a mass scale. Although he does love to kill and destroy more than most do. But that is due to the Unit making his emotions multiply themselves in an endeavor to gain additional power. The Unit maybe the strongest ever, but no one would ever want to use it. The power is incredible, but the host becomes a Demon.

            Albass seems to despise her father’s ways of working Chronos. Alkanphal wants to make Chronos as strong as possible to get revenge upon the creators and help protect the human race, but in the meantime he is killing many people and ripping their lives from them. Albass seems to have her own plans for Chronos future, but until Alkanphal is gone or steps down she has no say so.

            And later on in the night something amazing happens. Gregory and Cassandra dance. Everyone in the entire area steps aside. It seems Cassandra was aspiring to become a dancer. She even taught Greg how to. And it seems because of the Warrior Units incredible increase in dexterity and flexibility in the host, Greg can finally keep up with her. Everyone in the place awes as the two people that have been away for so long and suffered so much, can dance. Alkanphal makes an announcement calling it, “The Greatest Miracle Ever”. Which makes Cassandra blush and Greg pist, but the two quickly discard these and continue.

            It is not until a great rumble occurs that everyone stops. The intercom goes off. “Lord Alkanphal, Warrior Guyver, report to the bridge, we are under attack”.

 

            “Alright, now I’m upset” Greg says walking next to Alkanphal, Albass and Cassandra not far behind.

            When the two reach the control room the monitor shows a Black Guyver figure looming in space with a blue energy field around him. He also has two red shoulders.

            “That Rat Bastard, how dare that science project ruin my dance” Greg says making his suit become his normal trench coat attire.

            Zertax steps up to the two leaders in human form. “My Lord, I and the Zoagods are ready”. He seems persistent to battle.

            “No thank you, even Nano Guyver can’t penetrate this ships shields,” Alkanphal says.

            “Reaaaalllly” Greg says giving a big smile. He walks over to the panel in front of the screen and throws the officer aside. “Where the hell is the gun button?” he says pressing buttons at a random pace. Suddenly an eyepiece goes in front of his face and shows a crosshair.

            “Shit, it’s like an advanced version of Duck Hunt” Greg says laughing as he brings the ship closer. When Nano is only a few feet away he presses a button.

 

            “If I stop Accolade now it won’t be able to build up later. I remember the grim future this ship will bring,” he says firing as many blasts of bio energy and force cannons as he can with the occasional Mega Smash.

            Then a piece of the ship opens up a few feet in front of him revealing a massive amount of missiles. He notices them to be Nuclear and Fusion in nature. Twenty of them begin ignite and then fire forward. Nano barely has time to raise his shield and say, “Oh Shit” before the missiles ram into him. As the missiles hit him, each with the varied power close to a Mega Smasher, his shield becomes weaker until a Nuclear one rams into his stomach and explodes sending a shockwave out for hundreds of miles in space. The Accolade is pushed back but nothing more.

 

            “I love this ship, man, Balcus sure made this thing with some power,” Greg says stepping up.

            “Those were only two of the 20 at present active weapons, some are still being installed” Alkanphal says.

            “Hey Fidget, what you say, want to see some real firepower” he says sitting back down.

            Cassandra blushes again, “Well…Ah…Maybe Later”.

            “We need to conserve the ammo,” Albass says.

            Greg gets up and leads Cassandra back to the party. “People are no fun”.

 

In Hyperspace

 

            By constantly fighting near Warrior, Nano has gained the use of Hyperspace technology. But he spots someone there with him, another guyver. Normally this wouldn’t bother him because all units are stored here, but this one has an active host. He scans the unit with his sensors and notices something strange, it has a very similar genetic makeup to XT.

 

 

Russia

 

            Greg and Cassandra walk the streets of the once known city of Moscow, that was until Chronos came and took over. Russia was in the middle of reform and was completely unaware and unprepared for Chronos. So they fell fairly fast compared to other Major Powers.

            The snow is falling. Greg gives her his jacket so she can stay warm.

            Then a bright light fills the air and Nano Guyver steps out. But he is changed, his body is colored different and his eyes shine blue. He also has six Plasma Swords on him. He has Plasma in him. Cassandra runs behind a small building.

            “WARRIOR” Greg screams and the flesh of the armor rips from his back in a blast field and covers his body making his armor from it. “You have made a calculated error Seymour” Greg says smiling under his armor. He lifts up into the air breaking the sound barrier and rams his shoulder into Nano, but his body never passes through his shield.

            “I stole a little tech from your buddies sister” Nano says and fires a combined Force/Plasma Ball that Warrior raises his shields to block, the blast causes havoc, but Warrior is strong enough to deflect it. He then extends his swords and dives at Nano in a mighty rage slashing at him shields, not even his swords can go through.

            “Damn, what is going on” Warrior says before firing a Pressure Cannon, which Nano deflects with his Sonic Emitters.

            “Warrior Guyver, you are pathetic, I will easily beat you,” he says charging his force cannon shield up.

            “Funny, you haven’t yet nerd boy” Warrior says laughing. Nano fires over twenty Force Cannons.

            Warrior erects a giant Shield to attempt to block them from falling everywhere, but one escapes and heads for the building that Cassandra is behind!

 

 

War Clan Island

 

            Fighter II is walking around pointlessly, recently because of his increase and Chronos being in peace, he has little to do. Then he senses something and teleports.

 

 

Moscow

 

            Warrior fires off at the highest speed he has ever reached, and he seems little more than a light as he grabs the Force Cannon with one hand and throws it back at Nano, who dissipates it with his thoughts.

            “I must say that was impressive, I almost hit that little whore of yours” Nano Guyver says laughing.

            Cassandra, who is now in the open, runs away.

            “Oh hell no” Warrior says. His eyes turn cold black and his energy spikes making him fire forward with the same attack, but he rams himself into the stomach of Nano and his elbow swords flash in plasma cutting Nano’s arm off.

            Warrior floats back as Nano grabs his arm in pain.

            “How did you make those swords become plasma, they are Vibrational ones only”.

            “You think this is my maximum, Seymour” Warrior says darting forward in a massive combo attack flaring his entire body in a field of plasma making his very fingers into weapons.

            Nano draws in energy and uses his new plasma powers to match this power. The two lock horns in a massive sword battle. Unlike Vibrational Swords, which make an ear piercing sound when they collide, Plasma Swords flash magnificent lights, which can be seen from miles away.

            Warrior’s energy begins to wane and Nano gets the upper hand, but the equalizer arrives. Fighter Guyver goes forward with his own attacks and assists his brother.

            Nano, although stronger, is no match for both of them. He continues to stand his ground taking the hits and dishing them. But unlike his foes, he can’t heal fast at all. He requires longer time periods and can’t fight at all while healing.

            Fighter Guyver launches a triple Pressure Cannon attack that Nano attempts to shield against, he is able to block the first two, but the third punches through blasting a hole in the Nanotechnic Guyver. Blood and technology pours from his wounds.

            “Damn” he screams. Nano opens his Mega Smasher and fires a blast at Warrior and Fighter. The brothers combine their energy to make a shield that blocks the blast.

            But Warrior is drained.

            “”Hey man, step back for a sec and charge, I can handle it for a little alone”” Fighter says.

            Warrior does so.

            “Damn, I am the strongest Guyver ever. My brother is in a mock unit, he can’t be stronger. A damaged Zoalord in a Damaged Unit can’t beat me. Fuck” he screams and begins to collect as much energy as possible into a ball over his head.

 

            Fighter lashes out in head lasers and forearm lasers. Nano is low on power and barely erects a shield to block.

            “Weak huh, well, better finish you now” Fighter says.

            Fighter Guyver II’s shoulders begin to glow a white color and his eyes blast out in blue. He has activated the Bio Energy Doubler.

            Fighter II fires out and begins to pummel Nano with punches and kicks. He lands an uppercut to Nano Guyvers jaw that fires him into the air. Fighter II increases his speed and goes above him giving a hammer like blow to his back send him speeding towards the ground. Fighter finishes by ramming his feet into Nano’s back as he falls and hits the ground at the speed of sound.

            Nano is crushed down to the bone, almost every bone in his body is broken, but he somehow stands up.

            Fighter II laughs, “You are pathetic”.

            “”Move it you idiot”” Greg says to Jarrod through his organisms. Fighter II turns to see Warrior with an immense energy ball above his head, it must be 10 foot in diameter.

            Fighter II moves and Nano sees the ball being pushed towards him. A blinding flash erupts and the light blocks and hurts both Warrior and Fighter II’s eyes.

            “Holy Shit, what was that” Fighter II asks.

            Warrior laughs. “That my brother was awesome. I just used my energy draining power to drain energy from the surroundings into a weapon, and it worked”.

            “Not bad” Fighter says. “You seem more powerful now”.

            “This new power makes me no stronger, just deadlier. I am now Known as WARLORD GUYVER” Warrior screams into the heavens as the alert the world.

 

 

1 week later

 

World Government

 

            “This alliance upsets me,” Agito says.

            “I agree. We decided on a truce not this” Mitsuki says.

            “I know you are not happy Agito, but with the creators after us we need to be united, not as a truce but as a species,” Philip says.

            Mitsuki turns her back. “You know just as well as I do that Alkanphal is only concerned with getting revenge on the creators. He will kill us just to strip us of our units and give them to more suitable hosts”.

            “Not with Warrior in there” Philip says.

            The door is knocked down off the hinges. Warlord stands there. “My name is Warlord now”.

            “I really wish you wouldn’t do that,” Philip says.

            “You bastard. How could you side with Chronos” Mitsuki asks.

            “I will do as I please. Don’t worry your small head over this. Alkanphal won’t have your units. He can’t even take that Fakk armor off of him without killing himself so how could he get yours” Warlord says.

            Agito stands in defiance. “I reclaim my membership in the World Government. I am off to remake ‘Zeus Thunderbolt’, will you join me Mitsuki”.

            “Yes I will. I don’t side with Chronos or the Creators,” she says walking with Agito away.

            “And your just going to let them go” Warlord asks?

            Philip shrugs his shoulders, “What can I do. It is their right”.

            “Now is not the time to discuss rights?” Warlord says.

 

Malaysia

 

            Agito has reclaimed the old base of his. This base was the last built before his company crumbled. He has found troops in areas where people discourage the truce and alliance.

            Mitsuki has also stolen the device Dibblis made to recreate the Mark II. He was able to rebuild it.

            “Mark II me” Black Guyver3 says.

            Female Guyver2 II takes the device out and activates it. The grappling hook grabs onto his Control Medal and it begins to strike his Control Medal with lights and the armor begins to change shape.

            His shoulder spike out like a Jy-taki's and his hyper sensory spikes merge into three that grow very long. His body increases in size and the Mega Smasher cells double in diameter. His chest begins to grow lights much similar to the Jy-taki's.

            His Control Medal grows into a Star Shape like Guyver Mitsuki’s.

            “I have a new name as well Mitsuki,” he says.

            “I am now, Guyver Sin,” he says.

            “Gee, that’s original” Guyver Mitsuki II says.

 

 

In the Dark Reaches of space

 

            A formless body emerges. It is but a liquid in space and floats randomly. But inside the silver liquid a form is seen. It is that of a Control Medal, two actually. They begin the glow and come close together.

            Over a short period of time a body is formed. In its head is both Control Medals. A face begins to show, that of a Guyver. An evil face that has red mixed with black. Pair of Vibrational Swords follows.

            As time goes on the host’s brain is formed and he looks down at the planet.

            “Finally, the hierarchy will be pleased” he says before moving towards earth.

 

 

Hyperspace

 

            Nano Guyvers little toy technology has somehow regrown a body.

            “That is it, this ends now,” he says jumping out of the colorful area.

           

 

Russia

 

            Nano Guyver emerges. He has run from the battle between XT and his sister, better to fight this battle one on one.

            “”Hey Warrior, I’m over here”” he sends out.

            He waits a few seconds. A blast field erupts. Warrior has taken the bait as usual.

            “The name is Warlord,” he says before launching a barrage of Pressure Cannons. Nano raises his shields in an attempt to block. But each pounds against him sending him back more.

            Nano floats into the air and creates his Magnetic Shield to block each attack as usual. Warlord gains momentum and rams his forearm blade through the shield and into Nano Guyvers shoulder. Nano blasts at Warlord with head lasers. The shots can’t pierce Warlords great armor, but a precise shot to his eyeball blinds him in one eye.

            “God Damnit” Warlord screams holding the blood that rushes from his eye. The eye is remade in seconds and the wound healed, but seconds is all Nano Guyver needed to step back and charge his Mega Smasher. “Oh fuck” Warlord says raising his shields.

            The powerful blue blast hits Warlord head on and it begins to break his shields. Warlord then begins to drain the energy from Nano Guyvers Mega Smasher to reinforce his own shields.

            When Nano stops his blast he fires an immense Force Cannon barrage to clean the job.

            Nano laughs. “My Mega Smasher is too powerful for even him to block without getting hurt.

            But Nano is interrupted by a voice in his head. “”You sure about that””.

            Warlord stands with his hands at his side, unharmed.

            “H…How” Nano asks jittering.

            “I have new abilities Nanny Guyver. One is to drain energy to reinforce my offenses or defenses. The very weapons you fire can be used as my defense” Warlord says laughing.

            “Now let me show you the power I possess” Warlord says looking up at Nano.

            Warlords Giant Control Medal begins to glow in a black light.

 

 

Invisible Relic

 

            Dibblis has finished using the Unit Remover on Megan, and now the Unit stays dormant on his table. Dibblis then hands her the new Azathoth Guyver Unit.

            “What will this do to me?” Megan asks.

            Dibblis shrugs his shoulder. “I don’t know. The possibilities are almost endless. But it is better than fighting as a normal human”.

            Megan raises the unit and it begins to glow and start the bonding sequence.

 

            Outside a dark guyver with red armor parts zooms down detecting Guyvers and Creators. He sets his foot upon the creator craft and immediately is attacked by an invisible opponent. He is knocked off and hit by a barrage of bio cannons.

            The Guyver lands on his feet, his armor is smoking in his chest but he is healing fast.

            “Show yourselves,” the guyver says.

            Suddenly a figure comes out from behind the relic. He is blue with yellow organisms. The Unit seems to have no Gravity Orb.

            “Who are you?” it asks.

            “You first, you attacked me,” the Guyver says.

            “I am Energy Guyver, the second magnificent unit,” he says. A female form steps out of a light, it was invisible.

            “I am Phantom Guyver, what business do you have here” she asks.

            “My name is Psycho Guyver, I am here to destroy the creators and guyvers that inhabit the planet because the higharchy asked me to” it says.

            “Good luck” Phantom says cloaking herself in darkness.

            Energy Guyver begins to launch head lasers and bio cannons at Psycho Guyver who moves his body slightly to dodge. He then runs towards Energy at full speed and his Control Medals shoot a beam out which connects with Energy Guyvers.

            “Process complete” Psycho says and fires bolts of lightning at him before following with repeated blows to the head. Phantom rams her sword into his side lifting Psycho into the air.

            “You need to do better than that,” Psycho Guyver says before using that same beam at Phantom Guyvers Control Medal. Psycho blasts Phantom back with a Pressure Cannon. Then he goes invisible!

            Phantom does the same as to not be at a disadvantage. Suddenly Phantom Guyver is blasted from invisibility by a barrage of head lasers. Psycho Guyver then grows a forearm blade than he rams into Phantoms Chest lifting her in the air, but something wraps around him and he is picked into the air.

            Pirate Guyver wrapped his whips around Psycho Guyver and begins to ram him into the ground repeatedly before throwing him into the air and smacking him with his whips. Angel guyver comes and grows her immense energy wings and grabs him with them throwing him into the relic ships walls. The damaged Psycho Guyver gets up and uses the same beam into Angel Guyvers Control Medal. Both of his Control Medals ripple with energy and giant wings fire from his back as well.

            Psycho begins to batter Angel and Pirate with the wings. Pirate jumps back and wraps his whips into a circle. Inside of the circle a Plasma Ball is created that he fires at Psycho Guyver. The ball goes through the wing and blasts Psychos left arm off.

            “Shit, this guy just doesn’t give” Phantom says almost healed. She cloaks.

            Energy fires six Bio Cannons at Psycho that are blocked with a bio wall. Phantom jumps onto his back. Psycho Guyver shakes violently trying to fling her off. Phantom cuts open his throat with her forearm blade before falling to the ground. Pirate Guyver catches her.

            Psycho Guyver holds his throat. Then something very odd happens, one of the Control medals pop out and fire a beam at the cut healing it.

            “Oh shit, this keeps getting better,” Pirate Guyver says extending his whips to full length. “But nothing can take us all on”.

 

 

Russia

 

            Small balls of energy bombard Nano. Each granting him even more power. They are fired from Warlords Control Medal.

            “You are sending me energy, what, do you expect me to be gracious and let you live. You are a fool,” Nano Guyver says glowing in a blue light.

            “No, you are” Warlord says increasing the bolts speed.

            Nano Guyvers control medal begins to spark.

            “What is this, oh no” He says trying to move. But the damage was done and his guyver armor isn’t responding.

            Warlord continues to pump energy into the Nano Guyver.

            “You are filled with human technology. Unlike Bio Tech, electrical tech can’t handle any power source at any level. Every Nanoprobe in your body will explode” Warlord says.

            Nano Guyvers screams begin to quicken and become louder. He trips his Sonic Emitters causing the ground and sky to shake. Building crumble under this sound, but Warlord continues.

            Nano Guyvers C-Medal explodes sending it into pieces as the Bio Armor, now unsure what to do from the loss of Nano Probes, and it begins to eat the host alive.

            “So, you aren’t what you think you are after all” Warlord says teleporting away.

 

 

Invisible Relic

 

            Psycho launches four Plasma Balls in a circular fashion blowing each of the Guyvers away. All of them remain on the ground injured, but not unconscious.

            Then something comes out of the relic. It is a Guyver like being. It seems to be Female, but most of its armor is blue and parts are gold. The Control Medal is shaped in a star formation and its eyes glow a dark red.

            “And who might you be” Psycho Guyver asks.

            “My name, is Aza-Guyver” she says walking out.

            Psycho uses that beam again to contact the Control Medal.

            “Damn, you an Azathoth. I can’t copy those medals,” Psycho says. His plasma powers go away. “Hmm, time limit is up. No matter, no Azathoth has ever defeated me”.

            Both of Psychos C-Medals glow and his arms form a small crystal on the palms as he begins to fire Forearm lasers toward Aza-Guyver. But they pass right through her.

            “Odd, Azathoth never had holograms before” he says. Aza-Guyver walks over and punches him dead in the face sending his body back into a rock smashing the ancient bauble.

            “I am a Guyver, not an Azathoth. I have the ability to change my body mass” she says before firing three head lasers into Psycho Guyver. One hits a Control Medal, the other hits his Gravity orb and the final lances his right lung.

            Psycho fires a head laser that simply passes through her, he follows with a punch to her midsection and a sweep. Both attacks go through her.

            “Damn” he says. “I want that”.

            Aza-Guyver fires a Force Cannon that blasts Psycho Guyver away, and then Warlord shows up.

            Quickly, Psycho Guyver activates his beam and scans Warlords Control medal, he then teleports away.

            “That was certainly odd” Warlord says.

 

 

Malaysia

 

            Psycho Guyver falls from Hyperspace. He could only handle staying to heal for 15 minutes, that is all the time his unit can handle using other powers. He spots a big building.

            “Guyvers are inside” he says looking at the prey.

  

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