Alkanphals Family

Alkanphal looks around the front of his house. Deep in Chronos territory, this house is incredible. The house was grown like a relic and has the ability to leave this planet if required. He opens the front door and stretches his back. He removes a hat that covered his elf like ears and sits on the couch.

He looks around the room. It's a mess. "Albass" Alkanphal cries. A young girl walks in the front room. She has ears and eyes like Alkanphal and holds a small bear. She can only be 7 years old.

"Did you do this" Alkanphal asks pointing around the room. Albass nods. "Tommorow you'll clean it".

The young girl sits next to Alkanphal and leans her small head against his chest. "I love you Daddy" she says.

WARCLAN ISLAND

Greg smiles as he looks at the Neo-Guyver armor. Somehow the armor heals like a Guyver. But on very slow terms.

"Nice job Josh" he says looking at the armor. It's taller than his weaker form and has an ability no other has. Holograms.

"Well I figured since they stole my plans for the Alpha Armor, I may as steal the plans for the Guyver" Josh says looking at the feet of the Guyver. He couldn't reproduce the Gravity orb, so he made it fly with jet fuel.

Greg nods. "Not bad at all. Can it fight a Guyver" he asks.

Josh shakes his head. "Unfortunately, the speed is much to be desired".

"Oh, how's Ira holding up" Greg asks the young Jarrod.

Jarrod shrugs his shoulders. "Since her C-Medal was undamaged, her body should be remade. But only her head has, and not much skins on it".

"Damn well figures. I'm going to kill the Guyver Zoanoids" Greg says. His clothes revert to the armored state. "But first I'm going to talk with an old friend".

Pre-Warrior Guyver explodes in a blast field and appears outside a large home. He steps up to the house reverting his armor into his normal clothes. And he rings the doorbell.

"Coming" a voice says. When the door opens a person stands in front of Greg. He has elf like ears and cat eyes.

"Hello elf-man" Greg says.

Alkanphal laughs at the joke. He steps aside inviting Greg in. Greg sees a young girl on the couch asleep. Also the house is a wreck.

"Who's kid" he asks.

Alks smile fades. "She's mine".

Greg looks Alkanphal in the eyes. "I thought Zoalords couldn't have children".

Alk smiles. "I will explain. Come with me". Greg follows Alkanphal down a large corridor. They arrive in a kitchen. Inside Greg sits in a seat at the table. Alkanphal grabs a soda and a drink he likes. The Talba, or Drink of Lords. Only could be drank by Zoalords.

"Where should I begin" Alkanphal asks handing Greg a soda.

Greg smiles. "The beginning would be good".

"I'm two million years old. That would be a long story".

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About seven years ago I decided to attempt to clone myself. I hoped it would create a being which would have my powers and more. But something went wrong. You see, oddly, the clone was female and could not summon the powers I had. Balcus was about to dispose of her when I decided to keep her alive.

Since then I have kept Albass with me. She's my daughter. I'm her father. She has never seen what I do, and I don't plan to let her.

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"Why not quit this for her" Greg asks drinking the last of the soda.

Alk leans back and sips the Talba. "I can't. I must conquer earth before I go to battle the creators'.

Greg shakes his head. "She's going to be hurt. You know it as well as I do".

"Promise me something" Alk asks.

Greg nods. "What".

"If my daughter ever comes in any danger, protect her" Alkanphal asks.

Greg nods. "I've seen too much death of people. And I understand how you would feel if she died".

"I fear the creators will use her against me when the Jy-Taki come" Alkanphal says.

"I promise, I will protect her" Greg says. "Why did you call Zertax back".

"You know as well as I do. The Jy-Taki are almost as strong as I am. I can't fight them all with Zertax. I'll need your help" Alk says.

"Daddy" a voice calls. A small girl walks in. Her hair is solid white. She has a small dress on and it slops over her left shoulder. She holds the bear in her arms. "Who's that".

Alkanphal summons her and she steps near her. "This is one of Daddy's friends. His name is Greg".

Albass extends her hand to Greg. "Hi, I'm Albass".

"Hello Albass" Greg says shaking her hand.

"Honey, you should be in bed now. Go on" Alk says patting her on the back.

"Ok" she says and walks off.

Greg smiles. "Who knew something so cute could come from you".

Alk rubs the back of his neck. "Hey, do you remember the first time we met".

"As Zoalord or elf" Greg asks.

"In human form" Alkanphal says. "I was walking in the woods with a couple Zoanoids. You attacked them thinking they were after me. I let you kill them".

"Why" Greg asks.

Alk shakes his head. "I still don't know. But we became friends after".

"You know how Cassandra always thought she was psychic" Greg says standing up. "You mind another soda".

"Sure. Yeah, she tried reading my palm. She couldn't because it's blank" Alkanphal says laughing.

Greg smiles at the comment. "Well the day she met you, after you left, she told me your were evil".

Alkanphal laughs out loud. "She scared me sometimes. Besides, your more evil than I am".

Greg opens the refridgerator and gets another soda. "She also said 'He looks funny'".

Alk smiles. "She wore all black, had blue hair, and called me funny".

"You got cat eyes" Greg says drinking the drink. "And Spock wishes his ears were like yours".

"See your point" Alkanphal says taking a gulp of Talba.

"Isn't that stuff Alchoholic to Zoalords" Greg asks.

Alk nods. "Yeah. My fellows and I used to get drunk often. That was before Guyver0 came".

"Tell me about him".

Guyver0 was a good fighter. I easily defeated him though. He killed many creators. Although I would have rather joined with him, the creators made me fight him. He almost killed the entire earth population of Creators.

"So he was like me, but without purpose" Greg says.

Alk nods. "But he had a beard".

Greg laughs at the comment. "I was only 16 when the armor bonded with me. I know you were never young, but understand".

Alk nods. "Sometimes I wished I was human, but then I couldn't fight the creators".

"Hatred is stronger than desire" Greg comments. "I want to sit and stay near Cassandra forever. But I gotta fight you guys, and torture Mirabilis".

"I understand. Although I have know major anger toward Imakarum, I still hate what he did" Alk says pausing to drink. "See, I don't want to kill the human race. I want to preserve it. I decided to conquer Earth, then fight the Creators on their turf".

Greg shakes his head. "Well that has changed. Seems we will be fighting on our turf".

Albass sits up in her bed. She turns the television off and looks at her reflection. She rubs her small hand on her pointed ear.

"Why am I so different" she asks herself. "Daddy's friend doesn't look like this. Only Imakarum and I do along with Daddy". She stares directly at her yellow, cat like eyes. She turns on the computer and loads some pictures. Each looks different than her.

"Why" she says. Albass hears a noise out the door. She looks out her window to see her father and his friend speaking. Albass opens the window and climbs out slowly, trying not to make a sound. She sneaks down the wall and follows the man. She watches as he walks slowly into the woods. She follows, trying not to make any sound. The man stops, he looks to the sky. His face falls down and his clothes begin to glow and change a dark blue. Then his skin, he changes into a Guyver.

"AAHHH" Albass screams. Pre-Warrior Guyver looks at her.

"Albass, how did you follow me" he asks.

"Your a Guyver" she says. Pre-Warrior nods. "You're here to hurt me".

"No, I am not. I gotta bring you home" he says standing up.

"Who might you be" a voice says. Pre-Warrior looks up to see Guyver Gregole.

"I am Warrior" Pre-Warrior Guyver says.

Guyver Gregole laughs. "I mean her. What does it matter, after your dead, she'll be fun".

"Basterd" Pre-Warrior says. "Die fool". Pre-Warrior pushes Alass behind him and fires a Pressure Cannon. Guyver Gregole dodges and fires his head beam. It bounces off his shields and goes through a tree. The tree falls at Albass.

Pre-Warrior grabs the tree and tosses it at Guyver Gregole. It smacks into his side and sends him into a boulder. Pre-Warrior jumps and slams his foward Plasma Swords into his Chest. Then he increases the plasma in the swords and burns the organs of The Guyver Gregole.

But three blasts hit Warrior in the back sending him foward. The Guyver turns to see Guyver Vamore and Guyver Ramotith. Guyver Ramotith has Albass in his arms, with a Vibrational blade to her throat.

Guyver Vamore closes his pods. He fires his Pressure Cannon, but Pre-Warrior dives aside and the gravity ball hits Guyver Gregole in the head breaking the C-Medal and skull.

"Well, that was easy" Pre-Warrior says smiling. Guyver Vamore and Guyver Ramotith build their rage and fly off to fight. Both extend their Vibrational Swords and begin their assault. Pre-Warrior blocks the shots but Guyver Vamore fires a Pot shot into his chest. Guyver Ramotith stabs his blades into Pre-Warriors stomach.

Albass looks in horror at the battle. "DADDY" she screams, her Zoalord blood contacts Alkanphal. At his home, Alk blasts a hole through his roof and shoots at the scene.

Pre-Warrior is tossed at the ground. He lands near Albass. Albass runs over and hides behind him.

Guyver Vamore and Guyver Ramotith both open their Mega-Smasher plates.

"Goodbye, Warrior Guyver" they say laughing.

But a large fist slams into the Mega-Smasher cells and tears them from their bodies. Both Guyver's fall to the ground from the impact.

Alkanphal, in battle form, lands in front of Pre-Warrior Guyver.

"You three dare come for my daughter. My own troops" Alk says in a bloodrage.

"Your daughter" Guyver Ramotith says confused, holding his bleeding chest.

"We didn't know" Guyver Vamore says. "I'm sorry my lord".

Alk only grows in anger. "No excuses. Greg, can you move".

Pre-Warrior nods. "Barely, I hate this form".

Alk actually smiles. "Get my daughter away, I don't want her to see this". The two Guyvers look at eachother in fright.

Pre-Warrior smiles. "This should be fun". He picks Albass up and flies off.

Alkanphal dives at them at a speed they can't see and slams his fist in Guyver Ramotiths face. Guyver Vamore dodges a blow, but Alkanphal tears the Hypersensory spike off his head and shoves it into the breathing hole.

Guyver Ramotith slams his Vibrational sword into Alkanphals arm. Alkanphal only looks at the scared face on the Ramotith. Alk tears the Control Medal from his head and crushes the Guyver on his knee. The bloody corpse falls from the sky. Guyver Vamore fires his Bio-Blasters and Pressure Cannon. Alkanphal deflects them and they hit Guyver Vamore back. Alkanphal then tears the C-Medal from his head and crushes it on his shoulder.

When Alkanphal sees Pre-Warrior and Albass, Warrior is on the ground, almost healed. Albass is rubbing his head. Albass sees Alk drop in Human form and runs to hug her daddy.

"Thank you Alkanphal. Maybe I'm not the god I think I am" Pre-Warrior says laughing.

"I should thank you. You protected my daughter until I arrived" Alkanphal says looking at Pre-Warriors healed body. A hole made by a Vibrational spike is healed in a few seconds. Pre-Warrior stands up and changes his armor into a Trenchcoat.

"No problem. That's why I wouldn't make any Guyver Zoanoids. Their too stupid" he says laughing.

"But they are strong" Alkanphal says. "I owe you one".