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Warlord Guyver

 

 

The Other Dimension

 

 

            “Damn fool, now I’m stuck here in this dimension with no way out. Maybe I can find a TRANS or something else” Malice says cursing XT for sending him here,

            Warlord looks towards him and laughs under his breath, eyes flaming red. “Quit your bitching and let’s end this. I tire of your complaining. This big battle you want to occur to prove yourself stronger is pointers, you know I am” he says while extending his blades one at a time.

            “I AM W’KAR, my Bio Level is 20174 and yours is only 18822. It’s obvious I am stronger, too bad you have little brain in order to notice that” he says.

            “You forget so soon, I have the Warrior Rage. It triples my level. And my Energy Draining gives me practically unlimited stamina with weapons that even Alkanphal with his unit can’t make. Not to mention my evolution. Yet you remain in this form, pitiful as we all know” Warlord says readying his arms to assault.

            “More important for me to get home than to fight a weak one as you” Malice says as a blast field surrounds him and he disappears.

 

 

Forbidden Island

 

 

            Warlord appears and looks around. “Holy Shit” is the only words to express the horror her can see. The island he furnished a long time ago is now a barren wasteland. Where streams of water once stood only dust and clay remains, not even wet clay.

            The ground has no nutrients at all, and no vegetation grows for as far as his eyes see. He steps forward and his leg falls through the ground, “I must have gained weight,” he says laughing it off.

            His hyper senses jerk around, all four. He detects three Zoanoids near his parents’ grave. He takes off at immense speeds and rips the ground around him up as he arrives less than a second later.

            He was right, three Zoanoids. Three Lu-kill Omega types. He hasn’t seen an Omega Zoanoid in awhile, all the ones active he had reverted to human permanently.

            “Where are the graves?” he asks himself. Suddenly an explosion far off, he turns to see the only mountain on the island exploding like a volcano, lava flowing out and around filling the streams. But then the lava suddenly stops. That isn’t natural.

            With his forearm lasers he kills the Lu-kill easily.

            Probably Malice, he would be the one destroying this sacred place. Warlord hits the spot quickly and sees over thirty random Zoanoids bowing towards the inside of the volcano. As far as he remembers this wasn't a volcano.

            He cloaks himself in the form of a Gregole Omega and steps down following the same routine the other seems to do. For over an hour they sit, silent and still. Then a form arises from the middle of the lava screaming in delight with a blast shield covering them from the lava.

 

 

The Normal Dimension

 

 

            Fighter Guyver, Zeo Guyver, Gigantic Gold and Dark Unit step out of the teleport in front of the World Governments new base. Megan and WAR walk forward and are surprised to see Dark Unit, but Megan is freaking about Gigantic Gold.

            “Sean, Philip, are you them” she asks?

            Gigantic Gold deactivates his armors and looks around. “Yeah, what’s up”? Philip does so too.

            “Wait, I saw you killed” WAR says.

            “He was killed” Fighter says. “This guy is from my world”.

            But before anyone can say anything to Megan, she is already hugging a surprised Sean. “Oh god it’s been at least three years”.

            “Long time to wait huh, but I just keep coming back” he replies hugging her to keep the pace up.

            “Did I miss something?” Philip asks Zeo Guyver.

            “A lot’ she answers.

 

 

The Accolade

 

 

            Zertax and Xetel step in, both carrying half of the TRANS device found in the Egyptian pyramid.

            “Huh, isn’t that the one we gave those children” Ren says.

            “Why yes, it has the control pad. We only made three and one is destroyed. This is the one we left on earth,” Cahalla says.

            “Why did you leave such a marvelous device in the hands of humans. You should have brought it straight to the home world” Dibblis says.

            “Ren and I left the main ship in a scout vessel and were on the way to do so. We installed this one in one of the children burial chambers for a thank you note for helping protect us as we had no defense at the time and our mutated forms weren’t able to use our psychic controlling well, matter of fact we couldn’t even activate a Control Armor.

            “We kept one of them on our ship and on our way made a portable one. But we were attacked by part of the Anti Advent Republic and our Zoalord protectors killed by Guyvers. We managed to live but we had a ruined ship that medal was destroyed. We then bartered with a local alien to get a ship for the portable TRANS and we installed the fixed one on that ship” Cahalla says in one big breath.

            “Then we came back as the ship we had was too little to do much and we were too far to go home. We came back to earth to find the main ship floating freely before a group of infected guyvers fired out and began attacking us. We were able to channel all the ships energy and blow them all away making the ship crash on earth, but we were damaged and floated away for years before we were finally able to make the parts to restore the engine before we were again attacked by the Anti Advent Republic and forced to crash on earth. Luckily we were able to fool Alkanphal into believing we were not Advents” Ren says with his.

            “Quite the adventure” Balcus says coming in with Josh. Both of them step over to the TRANS device that Xetel and Zertax set down.

            “I must regenerate” Zertax says leaving his son.

            “Can’t you fix his defect, his energy isn’t very high anymore” Xetel asks Balcus.

            “No, I haven’t figured a way how to yet” he says.

            “Hey you three” Josh screams slamming his fist on the TRANS device “Help me attach this to the Accolade”.

 

 

Zeus Thunderbolt Main Base

 

 

            The Three Mark II Guyvers stand in a circle, Mitsuki, Marilyn and Ken with the cowboy Neo Guyver Gunslinger.

            Agito and Kenji step in, the Necro Guyver and the former Guyver3.

            “Currently Zeus Thunderbolt is the strongest it has ever been. Unfortunately we cannot hope to win unless we get more. Fighter Guyver has just arrived back and with Zertax, Nano Xetel and Alkanphal, we have no chance. Kenji may be a W’Kar, and very strong. But he has little chance against all four of them. Not even a little if Malice and W’Kar himself come back”.

            “What about XT” Mitsuki says.

            “XT can be dealt with later, he doesn’t like Chronos but he deals with them because he hates creators and doesn’t want to see earth destroyed. But a rule under Chronos even if we are free from the creators isn’t good at all. Maybe after the big battle we can deal with him or have him join” Kenji says looking around.

            “Yeah, but I would put more into Warlord. He maybe weak compared to the others now, but he is still the deadliest. He beat Malice, even when Malice is stronger than him. He also has a lot of pull in Chronos now. And when I saw him fight the first time he was like an animal, he cares little for the cause of the fight as much as the thrill of it” Ken says.

            “He is right, Warlord helped save Sho once. But he also let Sho get the crap beat out of him before he even began to help. He’s quite the sadist” Mitsuki reminds Agito.

            “Believe me, Kenji is even stronger than Malice, he’s the strongest Guyver right now aside from Alkanphal. He would be able to defeat Warlord if the one on one fight ever occurred. Besides, Greg has a major weakness, his wife Cassandra” Agito says smiling.

            Kenji’s head quickly turns around. “Are you suggesting we kidnap Cassandra and hold her for ransom or something”.

            “No, how bad do you think I am. I say we get her on our side, maybe then we gain another strong ally” Agito says.

            “Not bad thinking” Charlie says. “But Josh erected a shield over the island Cassandra is on a long time ago. We can’t even dent that shield even with big brute here,” he says pointing towards Kenji.

            “The shield is very strong, the only person I think that could breach it is Guyver Alkanphal. But Kenji can teleport remember” Mitsuki says.

            Kenji slams his foot down. “I’m not sneaking on Forbidden Island to try and steal Warlords wife away, in any shape or form”. When Kenji lifts his foot there is a large dent in it.

            “You change your armor into clothes too huh” Charlie says.

            “Yeah”.

 

 

England

 

 

            “When I find that Son of a Bitch I’m tearing him apart,” Neo Berserk screams. He pounds his arms on the wall. Vulcan recently rose from the ashes like a Phoenix and started trouble. He also seems a bit stronger, and Neo Berserk has no change against him, unless he uses that massive blast than can kill him.

            Aqua Guyver and Ninja Guyver pop out from a teleport and look around.

            “Shouldn’t Rev’Bok and Warlord be back now?” Aqua asks.

            “I dunno, maybe they got stuck fighting somewhere else. Either Greg isn’t leaving cause there are more to fight or Kalen wants to go help someone else out and Greg wants the challenge. But I almost guarantee they are together” Ninja says. “Hey Neo Berserk, you seen Warlord or XT around”.

            “NO” he screams back.

            “Hey, what’s his problem” Aqua asks.

            Neo Berserk fires a Pressure Cannon that Aqua dodges and counters with head lasers. “Hey, what’s with you” Ninja asks walking towards him.

            “Vulcan killed Millis,” he says running away as fast as he can.

            “Who is Vulcan, and who is Millis”.

            “Two Zoalords, one was a friend and the other was dead a while ago,” Ninja says confused.

 

 

The Other Dimension

 

 

            Warlord continues in disguise to watch in amazement. It’s beautiful how the flames fall from the blast field and enclose around the figure.

            Then he sees the figure.

            It’s a W’Kar, matter of fact, and his unit.

            But it’s female.

            He looks more carefully. Small differences, he is a bit larger and chunkier. But it is definitely his unit. Seems it claimed a different host in this dimension, a female one.

            All the Zoanoids begin to hum to their selves. They say, ‘Dark Master’ over and over in a symbolic fashion. It’s like they are praying. Warlord decides it best to play along. If this is his unit there is only one way to tell it’s Bio Level, and scanning its medal now will only reveal his presence.

            “DAAARRRRKKKK MAAAAASSSTTERRR” Warlord repeats over and over in the same tone and timing as the other Zoanoids. He feels like a puppet.

            “The time has come, word from the others has reached me and they say the creators have finally fallen to us. It is now we are at our greatest strength,” she says in a violent tone.

            Who does she think she is, the creators must have been some pathetic people in this world to fall just to Zoanoids and Zoalords?

            “We have another servant as well. He has come with open arms and strong fists. MALICE” she says.

            Malice teleports in, with a cape on.

            “You are with us now”.

 

            Two more hours of crap, two hours of listening to the other W’Kar and Malice speak of their plans. All he knows is that Malice has joined the ‘Dark Master’. But they made no mention of him, and they never detected him. Seems Malice has kept him secret. This Dark Master is pretty freaking stupid.

            But first thing is first for Warlord. What happened to his damn island, and where is Cassandra.

 

            He teleports to various spots on earth where he suspects Cassandra might be, none work. She isn’t on War Clan Island, not in Florida, not at the orphanage she was raised in. Where else is there.

            “The Boat” Warlord says before taking off in a blast field.

 

 

Florida Bay

 

 

            The boat he proposed to Cassandra was left in a bay after he left; it’s probably there. But the way this world is run who knows.

            When he comes out he looks around and spots it, on land though, propped against a rock. The Water has receded back.

            He walks over and scans with his hyper senses, a fire is on underneath. But no one is there. He changes his armor into clothes and he steps underneath to look around. Pictures of himself and Cassandra litter the wall. Everyone of him with a unit has him in his Pre Warrior form.

            “Well someone has been here” Greg says looking through the pictures. All he has seen before in his world, his hyper senses focus behind him and he steps out to see someone walking across the beach. She barely wears much, ragged wet clothes and frizzy wet light bluish hair.

            Greg hops over the boulder with little effort and walks over. It’s Cassandra.

            “Greg, uh, no. Impossible” she says stepping back.

            “No it’s me. Well, it’s a long story” Greg says flinging the jacket he wears to his left side.

            They both stare at each other for a moment, which seems like an age. Hair blowing in the wind and the breeze bringing goose bumps on Cassandra’s skin.

            She finally gives in and runs to hug him

 

            “Another dimension, how is that possible,” Cassandra, asks lying on top of him.

            “Don’t ask me. I’m still trying to figure it out. All I know is that I was sent from my world by XT using a device called TRANS and showed up to this screwed up planet”

            She takes a deep breath. “Well I’m glad you’re here, god I missed you. It’s been almost 10 years”.

            “Well your looking damn good for being in your thirties”

            She smiles and rests her head back down.

            “I have a question, who is the Dark Master” Greg asks.

            “I don’t want to talk about her right now, please Greg, it’s been so long” Cassandra says kissing him.

 

 

The Normal Dimension

 

 

The Accolade

 

 

            Dibblis has continuously sent out a signal to Angel and Energy Guyver. Hopefully those two can help him escape this ship. Pirate Guyver is no longer under his control though.

            He has been working with Ren and Cahalla in attaching the TRANS to the Accolades Bridge. He’s had a lot of time to get more info on the current status of his race. Seems they have about the same amount of territory as before, but the resistance has increased. Many more races are joining the Anti Advent Republic and forcing them to back off of many planets.

            Grand is currently part of the three who rule the creator empire; he rarely leaves the home world. He also gained from them a detailed schematic on how to make the Jy-taki; they are extremely simple to create to his surprise. With a few things he could have an army of them very quickly.

            Problem number 1, getting out of the Accolade

            Problem number 2, figuring out a way to leave

            Dibblis grabs a couple devices off the shelf and fuses the organism to the ships organism. Hopefully this will be simple and the ship will just accept the TRANS as an upgrade.

            “DIBBLIS” a voice screams. The creator turns to see Neo Cexten coming forward. He lunges out and punches him into the wall.

            “I want the lies to end now you alien bitch. I just spoke to Greg’s brother, he told me more about the W’Kar unit’s technical side. You lied about half the things. How come Grend can’t make a unit just as strong all by his lonesome, what makes Greg’s so special” he screams into Dibblis face.

            ““I can’t tell you with your hand on my throat”” Dibblis says through the organisms. Neo Cexten lets go.

            “The W’Kar unit is made exactly like I said. Bio Control System and all. But something else is in it, a special type of metal in the Control Medal. This metal was naturally organic, not synthetically made organic by us. It also had a bio level we simply couldn’t reproduce.

            “We designed his unit, this metal merged with the Control Medal and made the unit we made into what it is today,” he says.

            “And this metal, why is it so powerful” Neo asks.

            “The Metal is extremely rare, this was the second sample we found. The first exploded and destroyed an entire solar system. It can only be found when a planet is forming”.

 

            Ren and Cahalla stand outside listening.

            “Well now we know why the units are called W’Kar” Ren says.

            “I’m surprised the W’Kar Element was able to merge with such a device and remain stable,” Cahalla says.

            “It did until an advent used it” Ren remind him.

 

 

The Other Dimension

 

 

            Greg wakes up and finds Cassandra gone. He looks around and sees videotape. It has a note taped on it, “The Dark Masters Origin” the note says.

            Greg looks around for a TV. Then remembers he’s staying under a boat on a bridge.

            “No goddamn TV, for that no electricity” he says kicking the dirt. He looks around and activates his unit. He takes off to the nearest city and looks around. Deserted.

            “Maybe I can find a generator”.

 

            He found a generator at an old gas station and filled it, plugging a TV and VCR into it.

            The video shows little at first, fuzz.

            Then he sees a figure, the Dark Master. It’s his unit.

            It shows her screaming and tossing Pressure Cannon blasts and head lasers towards crowds of people and zoanoids.

            Then she says something. “Kill my son will you,” she says.

            The next video shows her deactivating her armor.

            “Mother” Greg says with his eyes wide open before the video ends.

            “So now you know,” a voice says behind him.

            Greg turns to see Cassandra standing there.

            “My mother is the Dark Master,” he asks standing up.

            She nods. “You were killed in the fight with the Ramotith Zoanoid before you became W’Kar. She took the unit from Ira and activated it. But the pain was so much she slaughtered everyone on the planet, sparing only a few deranged Zoanoids”.

            ‘My Mother is a curse’ he keeps repeating in his head.

            “How could my mother, of all people, do this?” he asks.

            “The unit messed with her mind, made her even worse than she was afterward” Cassandra says.

            “Well the evidence is there. You swear,” he asks.

            “Of course, would I lie” she says.

            “No” he says. “I’m guessing I should end her reign of terror”.

            “I can understand if you don’t want to…” Cassandra says rubbing her arm.

            “But I have to” Greg says walking out the door and taking off into the sky.

 

 

The Normal Dimension

 

 

The Accolade

 

 

            A man walks down the hall and bio boosts. Energy Guyver runs into the room with Angel Guyver and Dibblis. He and Angel charge their weapons and blow the wall out and take Dibblis with them as they fly out the door.

            Xetel follows them firing Gravity Bullets and Pressure Cannon shots. One hits Energy Guyver, going through his shields and blasting his lower body away.

            Energy turns to get a Vibrational Sword in the medal, Angel Guyver escapes with Dibblis in a quick burst of speed, Xetel looks, but can’t detect them.

            “Damn” Xetel screams.

            Zertax comes down.

            “You got Energy Guyver” Zertax says.

            “Yes father, but Angel and Dibblis got away” Xetel says.

            “Upsetting. Report to Alkanphal, I’ll try and track them” Zertax says flying away.

 

 

England

 

 

            Aqua Guyver comes up to Neo Berserk.

            “Let me help you track him” Aqua Guyver says.

            “Why, Vulcan did nothing to you Alien” he says continuing to walk away.

            “But I know the feeling of having someone kill a friend. Besides, I’m new here and would like a chance to prove myself, hunting down a vile person such as this should be perfect for me to prove I’m a friend” Aqua says.

            Neo Berserk contemplates to himself. A foreigner helping him battle this, should he?

            “Fine, you can help. I have no clue where he went though” Neo Berserk says.

 

 

Forbidden Island

 

 

            In Greg’s home, Cassandra sits in bed sleeping.

            Jarrod steps in the door followed by Shendal. Both walk in and look around. Jarrod taps Cassandra on the shoulder.

            “Hey, wake up. Has Greg come back yet?” he asks.

            Cassandra looks up, her eyes bloodshot and black. She looks back down and throws blood out of her mouth.

            “Holy shit, what the…” Jarrod screams backing up. Shendal runs in.

            “Oh no, I thought it…

 

 

The Other Dimension

 

 

            Warlord Guyver turns around running his hyper senses to the max, trying to find his mother. He suspected she would be back on Forbidden Island. Odd she chose this Island, it’s not like he was around to find it in this dimension. But you can’t discount what she has done.

            He continues to scan, a trace of a figure. He darts off ripping ground apart as he shows behind a woman, his mother.

            “Mom, how could you” Warlord says looking down.

            She turns around and looks up. “Oh, my baby boy. How are you today”.

            “How could you kill an entire planet for vengeance, even I wouldn’t do that” he says.

            “Oh well, not like you were here to help” she says laughing.

            Greg charges a large amount of energy in his hand and blows his mothers head off before collapsing to the ground.

            “Well I didn’t think he could do it, but I guess I was wrong” someone says from behind. Warlord turns, Malice.

            “I didn’t think you could have the audacity to kill your own mother, even if she was the Dark Master. That woman must have you whipped bad” he says landing.

            Warlord stands, flaming with anger. “You crappy little bitch. You dare talk trash about Cassandra, and after trying to keep her hostage”.

            Malice smiles, knowing a confrontation is inevitable he extends his Bio Swords and waits for Warlord to dive forward.

            Warlord flings up his foot, which Malice catches and tosses aside. Warlord extends his Plasma Blades and stabs into an attack.

            Malice catches his blade with his own and uses his knee blade to ram into Warlords chest.

            “Your distracted W’Kar, you upset your mommy was an evil bitch” he says smiling.

            Warlord uses his other arm and stabs Malice in the chest before backing with head laser and forearm laser shots to his face.

            Malice backs holding his face, Warlord then fires a Pressure Cannon and blows Malice head off.

            “Not so tough now huh” Warlord says laughing.

            The headless form straightens himself. “”Actually yes. My Medal is in my heart and has the Bio Control System like yours, but I’m better”” the figure says through the organisms.

            Warlord fires more Pressure Cannons, but Malice dodges them and opens fire with two of his own which Warlord blocks. But when he looks up he sees a Mega Smasher blast coming towards him.

            Warlord raises his shields, but the blast hits him with massive force, pushing him closer to a pool of lava.

            “Great” he says keeping the shield up. The blast fades and he stands unscarred, but too close for comfort.

            Malice comes in and roundhouse kicks Warlord, his arms wailing. Warlords left arm falls into the pool.

            “ARGH” Warlord screams as the motel liquid burns his arm off. “I’m going to kill you for this”.

            “Hardly” Malice says opening his Smasher again. The blast erupts and Warlord is caught in it, his shields barely holding.

            His Hyperspace orb glows and it explodes a Blast Field taking the Medal with it.

 

            Malice has regrown his head. A figure steps close to him.

            “Is he dead” she asks.

            “No, W’Kar is very slick. He went into Hyperspace to heal. I doubt it will take long” Malice says.

            He figure leans closer, it’s the Dark Master!

            “Well we should keep him around. He even killed his own mother for me, very easy to control him” she says smiling.

 

 

Hyperspace

 

 

            Warlord has completely healed himself.

            “Malice is gonna die slowly” he says.

            “I doubt you will be able to defeat him and the Dark Master” a voice says.

            Warlord looks around quickly. “Who is there”.

            “We are Kregen” a voice says.

            “Kregen?” Warlord says. “Why not show yourselves”.

            “Because you’d attack us, we aren’t very strong creatures” another says.

            “Yes, W’Kar Units were never very friendly. Always attacking before they think” one says.

            “Cowards. I have a job to do” Warlord says activating his hyperspace orb, but nothing happens.

            “What the…” Warlord screams.

            “We control hyperspace in all dimensions, you leave when we say you can” one Kregen says.

            “I LEAVE WHEN I DAMN WELL PLEASE” Warlord screams. “WARLORD GUYVER HAS NEVER FOUGHT AN ENEMY WHICH HE HAD NO HOPE OF BEATNG”.

            “Warlord Guyver? That is what you call yourself. Your not a Guyver” one voice says.

            “You think this is a Halloween costume I’m wearing” Warlord says laughing to himself.

            “Guyvers are Out of Control like you, but Guyvers are not as strong. You are a W’Kar, one of the many of them. Many more W’Kar have shown here, some with the same units, others with Reproductions and once even a Prototype and another. He called himself Nano Guyver” the same voice says.

            “Nano, yes we sent them two to 553678” one voice says.

            “This W’Kar is from 553678”.

            “I killed Nano Guyver, and if you keep this up you will be too” Warlord says.

            “This W’Kar couldn’t kill the Dark Master, it was a personal thing” the voice says.

            “I killed my mother” Warlord says. “AND MY NAME IS WARLORD”.

            “You are W’Kar, until you accept that name and responsibility you will continue to be weak and insane” one voice says.

            “And your mother isn’t the Dark Master” one voice says.

            “Odd how his mate hasn't aged in the 10 or so years since this W’Kar knew her” he says.

            “Odd how she was able to travel ten miles to see him watch the video in less than 4 minutes. Are you getting this W’Kar” the same voice says as before.

            “What are you saying, that my wife is somehow teleporting. How can a normal human teleport” Warlord says.

            “Yet she was also able to know and love him, when in this dimension she would have never known him. In this dimension W’Kar was killed before he even met the mate, how could she know of him” a voice says.

            “Should we proceed with the experiment” a voice says.

            “Yes, enough talk. This W’Kar will either learn to accept his destiny, or die here fighting the Dark Master” the next says.

            Suddenly a large green beam erupts from nowhere and hits Warlord in the control medal. He begins to scream in pain and the unit begins to twitch around him.

 

 

Forbidden Island

 

 

            Malice and Dark Master sit waiting.

            “He has not risen in while. Could it be he left” Dark Master asks.

            “Hyperspace is not a wormhole into other dimensions. It does have properties to allow viewing of other ones, but not access. Only TRANS can do that” Malice says.

            “So he could have only went somewhere in this world” Dark Master says.

            A young girl walks in. Long brown hair adorns her head while dressed in a Red dress with Black lining and spines from the shoulders. As she comes forward he walk is very precise and almost planned. She looks up into Malice’s eyes with a green stare.

            “Master, we haven’t been able to locate the W’Kar” she says.

            “Continue the search” Dark Master says. “Laura, have you healed”.

            “Yes” Laura says. “Masquerading as his mother was fairly easy. Hard on my body though”.

            “How did you survive” Malice asks.

            “Laura is a lost number. She is a shape shifter type” Dark Master says.

            “That doesn’t explain how she was able to survive that attack” Malice says.

            “My body can be reformed if even 5 percent of it is still intact. He left me with plenty to heal” Laura says smiling.

            “Interesting, much like Aptom” Malice replies rubbing his chin.

 

 

War Clan Island

 

 

            A figure emerges from a blast field and falls on the ground. He looks up and around at the sky.

            “Huh, I feel taller” he says.

            Greg looks and sees his a lake, he steps over.

            “My hair” he says. It has grown much longer, past his shoulders and is very wavy and black. He still wears the same clothes. A black shirt, jeans and overcoat. But they feel tighter, smaller.

            He looks into the lake.

            “MY FACE” he says touching his eyes and face. He looks at it and screams in anger.

            “What did those bastards do to me” he says. Suddenly a rift forms above the lake and a voice is heard.

            “We simply aged you. It results in an increase of 10 percent in your bio energy reserves. We wanted to know if the unit would accept it” a Kregen says.

            “Yes, seems the unit felt that with a 10 percent increase it allowed the unit to gain more energy in order to heal itself. Besides, better to be an adult now, am I correct” another Kregen says.

            “My unit, it doesn’t respond” Greg says.

            “Unit is currently changing its programming to allow the host access. It will be about three more hours for the cycle to complete itself. Until then you cannot activate your unit” the voice says.

            “Well how am I supposed to kill Malice or get home” Greg says.

            “I would be more worried about the Dark Master”.

            “I KILLED MY MOTHER DAMNET” he screams.

 

 

The Normal Dimension

 

 

            Zertax flies by and uses his telepathy to attempt and locate the creator and Angel Guyver.

            But he finds Pirate Guyver instead.

            “Move aside, I am busy tracking Angel and Dibblis” Zertax says.

            “I’m sorry, but I cannot let you hurt Angel Guyver” Pirate says.

            “I won’t as long as she doesn’t interfere with my capture of Dibblis” Zertax reminds him. “I have little interest in fighting a weaker opponent”.

            “Dibblis controls Angel Guyver, there is no way you won’t fight her one way or another” Pirate says extending his Plasma Whips.

            “Fine, if you wish to fight let it commence” Zertax says.

 

 

Japan Zeus Thunderbolt Base

 

 

            Necro Guyver and Guyver Mitsuki begin to challenge each other. Being Necro won’t be hurt by Guyver Mitsuki he decided it best for him to be attacked in the testing.

            Mitsuki fires a couple Pressure Cannons that Necro very easily blocks with his hands. She then charges a larger one and fires that he must put both hands up to knock away.

            “Seems you can charge larger Pressure Cannons” Necro Guyver says.

            “What about the Mega Smasher?” she asks opening both Chest plates.

            “Not in here” Agito says coming out from behind a wall. Since his unit has been removed he’s been very cautious. “Interesting test results. A Mark II Standard Unit is about .7X stronger than a Standard Guyver and has almost four times the amount of stamina. It also seems the unit can use weapons as tools, such as dragging other objects around them with the Gravity Orb”.

            “Yeah, it’ll be a neat trick to have” Guyver Mitsuki says. She deactivates her armor. Kenji simply reverts his to clothes.

            “Being a W’Kar has it’s advantages as well. I never get tired from use of this armor, and I can use it more than any other Guyver” Kenji says.

            “Yes, and I noticed when your armor reverts it enters a dormant stage where only the hyper senses remain active. It stores and handles energy very well compared to most units”.

            “Is that why Greg can keep it on so long without a problem? He enters a dormant stage” Marilyn says entering.

            “No, he simply drains energy from everything around him to keep him going” Kenji says. “I must also recharge soon, energy reserves seem low”.

            “Our next attack is on a smaller base, it’s full of bio tanks. They say Chronos is under a massive military buildup and have been cooking hundreds of Zoagods at once” Agito says.

            “No doubt for the creators” Kenji says as Agito nods. “When is the attack”.

            “Tomorrow” Agito says. “We attack in the morning. I think Xetel may be there, so he is your target”.

 

 

Forbidden Island

 

 

            “What is happening to her” Jarrod asks as he lays Cassandra down on her bed. She has become very pale and sickly.

            “Black Silence Silver. It’s a disease of the future that infects Zoanoids” Shendal says.

            “Cassandra ain’t a Zoanoid” Jarrod says.

            “Yes, but she was made the same way” Shendal says. “This will slowly tear the DNA apart”.

            “How do we fix it” Jarrod asks.

            “I don’t know, we never developed a cure. We used it to eliminate the small amount of Zoanoids that were left. No need for a cure if it didn’t affect us” she says.

            “Damn. When Greg gets back he’s going to be very upset”.

 

 

The Accolade

 

 

            11 tanks stand in order. Each has a growing body and two Zoacrystals in them. The crystals are placed in the head and chest.

            Alkanphal, Albass and Xetel step in. Balcus walks to them.

            “Welcome Lord Alkanphal. The eleven are regenerating as we speak” he says.

            “How much stronger will the eleven of them be from the last Zoalords” Alkanphal asks.

            “Each Zoalord is fused with two of the New Zoacrystals. One is possibly as strong as a Zoagod but with much more stamina and telepathic abilities. Although I don’t know the exact specifications due to this being the first try”.

            “Well keep me informed” Alkanphal says.

            “What about Imakarum and Gyro” Albass asks.

            “I never want to see Gyro’s ugly face again. That traitor does not deserve to be remade again. I would remake Mirabilis, but Greg had a major problem with him” Alkanphal says.

            “My lord, Dibblis has escaped and my father is chasing him. But on the good side, Ren and Cahalla have finished installing the TRANS on the ship” Xetel says.

            “I knew we should have killed that creator. Alright, regardless of Greg’s idea to keep him for bait for the creators, he is a threat” Alkanphal says.

            “Hunt him down” Albass says.

 

 

The Other Dimension

 

 

            Greg looks across the beach, his armor has not adapted. He was forced to sail to Forbidden Island.

            Upon arrival he is immediately attacked by Zoanoids. Two Ramotith Omega. Without his armor it is a pointless fight. He hides.

            “I hate hiding, especially from such weak creatures.

            “Too bad” Malice says coming from behind. “You look different”.

            “Well I grew up,” Greg says.

            “Not too much” another voice says. The Dark Master steps forward.

            “I KILLED YOU” Greg screams!

            “No you didn’t” she says. The armor begins to rift and a form shows. It’s Cassandra.

            “No” Greg says.

            “So easy to fool you. Malice was right. Too bad we can’t strip your unit” she says.

            “Yes, it would require more than we have” Malice says.

            Greg seems almost boiling in anger. His head has become blood colored and his eyes become bloodshot.

            “A little angry” Malice says smiling under his armor. “Does the mighty Warlord Guyver have a problem with his emotions”.

            “No, W’Kar does” Greg says.

            Suddenly a rift form behind him as he screams, “W’KAR”.

            His Guyver armor rips from hyperspace and straps on his body. It appears to have no physical changes like his body. But he comes forward, very angry.

 

            W’Kar launches forward and begins to slash at Malice, in this empowered form Malice cannot compete. Dark Master fires a Pressure Cannon that W’Kar slaps aside and fires his own blowing her arm off. He rushes forward and slams his Plasma sword through her chest.

            He then extends his other sword and points it towards her medal, but he stops.

            “I can’t kill you” W’Kar says.

            A field of energy swarms behind him. W’Kar turns to see Malice firing a beam at him.

 

            W’Kar is gone.

           

            Malice used another TRANS device on him. He uses the same on Dark Master, sending both to a random dimension.

 

            “Where is the Dark Master” Laura asks.

            Malice smiles. “She was killed in the fight. Come with me to my dimension”.

            “What about my duty here” she says.

            “What about it. This world is gone anyway. Pointless to remain” he says.

            “Alright”.

  

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