€ Ray_Crimson he so desired to become. Eyes became unfocused as he drifted deeper into those memories. Blue orbs glazed over, not seeing the oncoming stump of a root. The tree appeared to be old, the roots bulging up through the ground around it. Continuing to walk, a foot caught upon the root. Tripping himself, knees buckled, hands came forward to catch himself. Fingernails scratched against the bark of the tree, but it

€ Ray_Crimson was to late. Head hit the tree, his body rolling away, down into what seemed to be a ditch. The glasses upon his nose were bent, the lenses having broken. A hand came up to rub his head, a gash had formed, blood trickling down onto the side of his cheek. Sighing he stood, looking to his right, then to the left, he realized this was no ditch, but a cave. Un-ruffling his cloak, he looked heavenward. What a great predicament

€ Ray_Crimson he had got himself into this time. How would Grandpa take this? Panic began to take over, how would he even get out of this place? Eyes scanned the room, examining it's many crevasses. Upon moving to the left, he saw a strange symbol. Moving towards it, he smirked. What was this? An ancient symbol of some sorts? Upon nearing the symbol it began to glow. Pulsating with some unknown power.

€ Ray_Crimson Fear crept into his mind as the pulsating power encapsulated his mind, attracting it, telling it to do something. Stopping now, he tried to make out what it said, intriqued by it. Maybe this was the way out. Looking to his right, he found a hole. What was in the hole? Moving slowly, the light within the symbol dims and dies away completely, the message as well. Stopping at the hole, he looks into it, seeing nothing.

€ Ray_Crimson Trembling a bit, a piece of the message becomes clear to him. 'Stick your hand into the hole,' is what it said. Moving his fingers into the crevice of the hole, he tremled, what was in the hole? Why was he doing this?! Fingers trembled as he pushed them into the hole, his hand moving into something. A blinding pain erupted from within his very being as something within that hole latched onto him, changing him.

€ Ray_Crimson Falling to his knees, hand still within the hole, he tried to scream out. Nothing came out though, the pain blinding him. Tendrils spun about his form, creating some type of covering. Tendrils of awareness, changing everything within. What was going on, his mind screamed. Just as soon as the pain had began, it stopped. A new awareness took over. Something was within him. What was it though?

€ Ray_Crimson Some type of armor was about him. Protecting him, feeding off of his body. Ray's mind screamed in protest, but was quieted. Eyes were open, sensors displaying the surroundings for him. Facts were displayed for him to view. Removing his hand, he found he had more strength now, more speed as well. He could feel it, moving throughout his body, enhancing it. So many things had happened within that

€ Ray_Crimson one second. Standing now, he looked about, the control medallion atop his head gleaming. Hands were brought up to his face, he scanned them. A thick covering had grown upon them, they looked stronger. What was this? Looking heavenward once more, he smirked and jumped. Upon jumping the Gravity orb started to work, a single thought prompting it's use. Of course the Gravity orb had been

€ Ray_Crimson working the entire time, supplying the unit with energy. Wishing to go to the ground, he fell to the ground, landing with ease. Smiling now, he jumped once again, this tmie flying out of the cave with minimal effort. Landing next to the tree, the opening of the cave, he smirked. Whatever it was, had enhanced his abilities. Surely more was within this unit, whatever it was. Looking around, he noticed that everything was

€ Ray_Crimson being sent to him via the sensors upon his head. Walking forward once more, the steps were silent. Sensors turned to the trail, looking at it, finding the root he tripped on he silently cursed it. Now what would he do? Certainly his uncle and mother wouldn't enjoy this new development in his life. What was to happen now?

€ Ray_Crimson The answer sprang itself upon him. Upon returning to the trail, he began to walk along it again. No one would be on the trail this late, he could figure out what to do as he walked upon the path. Stopping, the sensors picked up something. Eyeing it, the bulging shadow emerged from the darkness, into the moonlight which lighted the path. A beetle meshed into a human.(Neo-Zektole) What the hell was that?!

€ Ray_Crimson Stepping back, something within his mind alerted him that this was a hostile enemy. Words appeared within his mind, but he ignored him. What was going on! That was all he wanted to know. Stepping back from the thing in front of him, he waited for something to happen. It was obvious he could not hide from the beetle like humanoid. A beat began to thrum throughout his head, instincts

€ Ray_Crimson He was a trained fighter, hand to hand, as well as with a katana. Wishing he had one of those, he crouched low now, waiting for an attack to come from the attacker. Sensors ran over the horns of the beetle, they looked ominous. A breathe was taken, muscles relaxing within the frame of the thing. The muscles, even the breathe felt different, what had happened to him! Confound it all to peices!

€ Ray_Crimson The new senses, it all overwhelmed him and he had to concentrate on the attacker. Sensors once more zoomed back out, looking at the beetle. Watching the beetle, he noticed something. Blades were slowly protruding from the forearms. They vibrated, a blur of motion. It was then that the Zoanoid decided to attack. Racing forward in almost a blur. It jumped up, and the blades were pointed down

€ Ray_Crimson as the beetle fell back into the ground. Seeing the beetle jump, Ray moved to the side, the enhanced speed moving him out of the way as the beetle landed, hitting nothing. Lurching forward now, Ray balled his fist together and punched at the Zoanoid, which was just beginning to get up. The blow hit the Zoanoid in the chest. A crunch could be heard, but the armor did not appear effected. The beast

€ Ray_Crimson fell to the ground and quickly got back up. Swinging the blades at Rays unprotected chest, the move was predictable. Ray easily side stepped, the enhanced speed working to his advantage. Moving back, he flipped into the air, the Gravity Control Orb working as he flipped twice the normal distance. Landing within a clear meadow, he waited for the attacker now. Hopefully he could damage the thing and

€ Ray_Crimson make a run for it. It was awfully fast and could most likely catch up to him. The katana came into mind once more. Wishing he had it, he crouched once more, and looked for a piece of wood. A head on fight would be needed, hopefully the outer armor could be pierced with whatever he found. Searching for a piece of wood, the beetle came into sight once more. It stood across from him now, bio blasters aiming at him.

€ Ray_Crimson Seeing this, a distress signal was sent throughout his body. How would he defend against this? Luckily not all 13 blasters were in use, only 6 of them were being used. Still that posed a threat to him. Could the armor withstand any of the hits? The beat still continued throughout his head, progressing his thoughts. The blasters could be seen charging up, should he attack now, or concentrate on dodging?

€ Ray_Crimson Backing up, he put more distance between him and the blasters. He would jump at the last second, sensors zeroed in on the blasters, the control medallion glowing with concentration now. Energy beginning to flow throughout the body, it could felt, a hum now. The energy surged forth, spewing from all 6 blasters. Each blaster was aimed at a different section of the Guyver. Seeing the light from the blasters issue forth, he jumped into the air, the Gravity Control Orb, enhancing the jump. The energy throughout his body began to drain. Turning, he flipped, the first of the two shots missing him. Another grazed the tip of his leg, searing the armor, it was replaced with the energy. The thought was issued as he landed upon the ground, somersaulting upon the ground. Getting to an up position

€ Ray_Crimson He swung at the off guard beetles chest with his fist still clenched tightly together. Not even knowing, blades had come from his forearms, vibrating, heating coming from them. The blades had come out at his thought, he hadn't known about them, had only merely wished he had a weapon of sorts. The blades bite through the armor, but did not penetrate it. The beetle reacted quickly, wings

€ Ray_Crimson sprouting from his back, an arm brought out to push the blades back. Once Ray was pushed back, the beetle flew into the air, blasters once more preparing. Seeing this, Ray moved away from his last position, another breach in his armor. It was being repaired already. All 13 blasters fired at Ray. Two of the shots hit Ray directly in the chest, the others missed as Ray moved out of the way. The shots had

€ Ray_Crimson penetrated the armor, more energy was needed to repair the damage. Ray begin to tire, his body not being used to this kind of use. Running into the cover of the forest once again, the beetle landed and began it's walk. Ray seeing this, decided to hide himself and attack from behind, hopefully disabling the thing, but it seemed to know when and how he would strike. Running, he jumped into a tree

€ Ray_Crimson with minimal effort, and stayed aloft in a tree. The beetle continued its walk, not even bothering to look into the trees, not suspecting that Ray awaited him. Breathes were beginning to come quicker, as the body needed more energy to sustain. The beetle walked beneath the limb Ray awaited on, being as silent as he could he dropped himself from the limb, and landed upon the soft ground below the tree. Standing behind the slow moving beetle, he smirked. Sheer off the head, shove the swords into his back and brain area. Hopefully whatever drove that thing resided in one of those places. Crouching now, he moved forward slowly, a soft breeze picking up, covering his approach slowly. Arms were kept at the sides, blades pulsating. It could be felt upon his arms, a sort of thrumming to it.

€ Ray_Crimson Sensors picked two spots, weak spots in the armor it had noted. Reaching the back of the beetle, he sprang into action, the right arm thrusting forward into the spot indicated by the sensor. The thrust was all he had, a uncoordinated attack, the left arm slashed from the left side, near the heart area, at the other spot located by the sensors. The second attack, hit it's mark, goring through the kinetic armor into the body beneath it. The beetle turned the first attacked jammed into it's head, placing a good sized hole within. Two blasters were fired at Ray, both hitting it's mark. The damaged caused by the blades were enough to kill the beetle. The blasts had penetrated into the chest of the host, knocking him out. The guyver began to repair the damage done to the host and to the armor about it.

€ Ray_Crimson Meanwhile the beetle hulked and twitched blood pouring from it's open wounds, would it regenerate? Doubtful. The body of the beetle lay sprawled upon the ground, obviously dead. The Guyver was hunched over, repairing itself and it's host. The Gravity Control Orb supplying the energy, occasionally sucking energy from the Host as if it was battery to help repairs and defend against anymore attacks.