Genocide

 

Warlord Guyver

 

 

War Clan Guyvers Ship

 

 

            Three Guyvers are on the bridge of a Relic ship. They have been sent here to scan for the Creators before they arrive. By sending them out, Josh hopes to get an early warning so he can put his preparations into order.

 

 

Creator Fleet

 

 

            The creator fleet stands ready. 3 creator battleships, over 20 War Relics surrounding them. And in between all three battleships is a large Science Relic. The relic is unlike old science relics because of its great size and rounder shape.

 

 

Aboard the science relic

 

           

            In the main control room is a massive Control Medal set into the wall. Four large oval shaped crystals that glow in unison surround the Medal. The Medal has a light blue ring between the main base and the surrounding mass. The blue light seems to spin around at high speeds.

            Four Guyver like beings stand around it. One is Dibblis, who was recently enhanced by the addition of an extra dimensional guyver unit. He is the largest there, close to five and a half foot tall. The other three are adorned in Mark II Assassin Unit-G.

            One is gold, obviously the one in charge. He has extra long Vibrational blades coming from his elbows and three spikes coming from his helmet. This is the symbol of the creator leaders.

            One is purple. He has six blades. Two coming from his elbows and one coming out of his forearm. He is further adorned with spiked shoulders similar to the Jy-taki, which is the symbol of a member of the creator military.

            The final one is a light blue. The creator is female and has no Vibrational blades. But like the gold one she has three hyper sensory Spikes.

            Dibblis turns to the other three. “This ship, it’s incredible Grend”.

            The Gold Creator steps forward. “This ship was specially designed by me in the hatchery to hold W’Kar”.

            “From what I was told this W’Kar is as strong as one of our Orobouras,” the purple clad creator says.

            Grend turns to him. “Venez, W’Kar shall be no trouble to capture. Our only problem is containment. W’Kar units tend to learn of their environment and development tolerance to them and eventually immunity”.

            “How do you expect to keep him in this ship” Dibblis asks.

            Grend crosses his arms. “This ship has a dampening field technology built in. I’ll be able to capture him with some Orobouras and transport him to the containment room. In here I can force the unit to disengage and keep a shield up to block his call to the W’Kar. He won’t call his unit”.

            “The W’Kar will eventually find a way to go through the field,” Dibblis says. “We designed it to be the ultimate defense”.

            “Yes I am aware of that, the field can change frequencies and amplitudes very easily and even keep them on a rotating schedule. Once we get him back to one of the main worlds we can keep him sedated and remove the unit,” Grend says.

            “Father” the light blue guyver says.

            Grend turns to her. “Yes Amira”.

            “The W’Kar units you created, if we find them, could we also use their technology in the original W’Kar to make it functional” she asks.

            “That is what I plan on. Unfortunately Number 5 was stolen and activated. That was the only unit I made that was able to be used on a creator,” Grend says.

            “Number 5 is here Grend. He goes by the name ‘Malice’” Dibblis says.

            Grend nods. “Perfect, I can swipe both in one battle. Soon Dibblis, we will be able to become the gods we wanted to be”.

            “We are already gods” Venez says. “The Mark II Assassin Units give us almost the strength of the original guyver plus light speed movement and many more increases. Our power has never been stronger”.

            “With the W’Kar Unit we could go beyond gods and be Supreme Beings of time and space. No barrier could be in our way, the universe would be ours to shape in the form we wish” Grend says holding his hand in the air.

            Suddenly the Control Medal flashes and sends images into the creator’s minds.

            “A ship is close by, it seems to be Mark I Transport Relic” Amira says.

            “Ancient ships, I tire of them. Hail the creators on it and have them given Mark II Technology to their vessel. Say Grend of the High Council orders them to upgrade” Grend says.

            “There are 3 Guyvers on board, unknown types,” Venez says.

            Grend turns to Venez, “Then you know what to do”.

            “I will have the Jy-taki engage them,” Venez says. Suddenly his control medal flashes along with the ships and he teleports away.

            “As long as we are in ships we are able to teleport between them. Unfortunately I have not been able to redevelop the Hyperspace Orb Technology into a low powered unit for our use” Grend says.

            Dibblis comes forward. “Ren and Cahalla have developed a new technology, it is called TRANS. We should be able to equip it into units very easily”.

            “REN AND CAHALLA ARE ALIVE” Grend turns yelling.

            “Yes, they have been held on earth after an accident occurred on their ship” Dibblis says.

            “Oh, yes, very good. I will contact them once we reach the planet” Grend says.

 

 

Battleship

 

 

            Venez arrives in the main control room of the battleship and walks out into a very large corridor. He looks down the halls and sees over 200 Regeneration Tubes set up with Jy-taki. Inside lightning surrounds their bodies in a comatose state as they recharge and rest. Over 600 Jy-taki have been brought to the children’s home world. He suggested many more, at least 10,000 but Grend wanted to keep this action secret from the rest of the High Council.

            “Arise Jy-taki,” the creator says. Suddenly the Regeneration Tubes stop the power transfer and open up. The Jy-taki begin to glow as they step out and the front 4 come near Venez.

            “We live to serve you my god” one says.

            “A Mark I Transport ship has been detected outside the formation. It has no creator life on board only 3 unknown guyvers. I want all of you to attack the ship and have it annihilated. We will be approaching the ship shortly so be ready” Venez says in a very commanding voice.

            All the Jy-taki crystals glow. “Yes my god”.

 

 

War Clan Guyvers Ship

 

 

            Each of the guyvers goes crazy as the siren goes off.

            “24 Creator Ships approaching. Three are massive in size and one seems to be emitting a powerful bio energy rating” Gold Guyver says.

            “Send the signal, now” Diamond says.

            “Sent” he says. “My god, 200 readings approaching to the starboard side. It’s Jy-taki!”

            “My god” Silver Guyver says.

 

 

Space

 

 

            The Jy-taki float above the relic. Each charges their Full Mega Smasher and Black Hole attacks and fire at the ship.

            The combined blast easily blows the entire ship apart which emits an incredible shockwave of energy.

            ““You have done well, return”” Venez says telepathically to the Jy-taki.

            “We live only to serve you” the Jy-taki say in unison and return to the battleship.

 

 

The Accolade

 

 

            W’Kar stands in the bridge with Alkanphal.

            “Lord Alkanphal, we are receiving a transmission,” one of the Proto Zoalord says.

            “Play it” Alkanphal says.

            “This is the War Clan Guyvers, we are currently half a light year from earth and we have detected the Creators. We detect over 20 vessels approaching at high speed. Calculations say only a few days until they engage earth,” the voice says.

            “Well that don’t give us a lot of time. How many Zoagods were we able to cook up?” W’Kar asks.

            “Hardly enough. We got about 400, but they are not even half the strength of a Jy-taki. The 12 have been processed to reject Creator Commands and they each have the strength of a Jy-taki. But I don’t want to send them out unless I must” Alkanphal says.

            “DAMN, can’t I ever get a damn break” W’Kar says. “Alright, prepare the Accolade for the battle and round up as many people as possible in case we have to leave. I’m going to inform the others about this”.

            “Okay” Alkanphal says.

            W’Kar teleports away.

 

 

Zeus Thunderbolt Ruined Base

 

 

            W’Kar comes out of teleport to see Wyvern and Necro Guyver in battle together.

            “Stop that and save the energy. The Creators have shown their faces” W’Kar says.

            “How many” Wyvern asks.

            “Well over 20 ships, and I suspect they are each piling full of Jy-taki and Orobouras. Prepare everything you have and join us at the Accolade.

            He teleports again.

            “Should we trust them,” Mitsuki asks.

            “We have little choice,” Wyvern says. “Unfortunately right now Chronos is the least of two evils. We must put down the creators before anything right now”.

            “Alright, I will prepare. They will need a W’Kar” Necro Guyver says.

 

            Kenji walks into his room and stares at the wall. A picture is on it, a young girl and him.

            He remembers when he first saw W’Kar battle. It was long ago when he was called Warrior Guyver. He battled against the forces of Proto Zoalord taking them down with incredible ease. He wished for that power, and he got it.

            But what will he do with it.

            W’Kar came to him after the triple fight between himself, W’Kar and Malice.

 

            “You are not a Guyver Kenji” W’Kar said.

            “I am a Guyver, this is Guyver Armor”.

            “A Guyver is ‘Beyond the norm,’” W’Kar said. “A W’Kar is much more. We are powerful and wild. Our human emotions power us to strengths beyond what Guyvers can be. We are W’Kar”.

            “W’Kar, what does W’Kar mean in the creator language” Kenji asked.

            W’Kar looked at him. A blank look of no emotion. “Power”.

 

            Kenji has felt it. A force he does not know of. Ripping his emotions apart. He can barely look himself in the mirror cause he sees someone else. Before he merged with the unit he was a protector. He wanted to save the world from Chronos.

            Now he hates them, with anger and rage. He wants their corpses energy sucked into him making him powerful. He feels different, wild. He feels, more human.

            “I am a W’Kar, I am power” Kenji says.

            Kenji hears laughing through his organisms. “”Yes Kenji, you are a W’Kar. An emotional distressed psychopath with little care for what happens to all. Only that you are given what you want. But this is not a bad thing, I’ve lived it for many years. You could be like Malice, vile and corrupt only living for proof of his power over me. Or you could be me. Living only for myself and my love Cassandra. Or you can be something different. A W’Kar is not evil, a W’Kar is not good. A W’Kar is what you want to be my friend, choose your own path, Necro W’Kar”.

            He is right, Kenji knows. He feels it in his heart. Greg went through similar struggles. His was even worse, and he finally got control. If he does so now it will keep him from becoming vile like Malice, or insane like Greg.

            “I am Necro W’Kar, I am earths savior. I will live to see the human race in peace again” Kenji says looking at the picture of him and the girl, Ayame.

 

 

Moon Base

 

 

            W’Kar comes out from teleport to see Malice and Black Angel Guyver.

            “You have balls showing up,” Malice says readying his blades.

            “Listen bastard, I am not here to kill you. The creators are coming, very soon. Either help us so you can kill me later, or die here” W’Kar says before leaving in teleport.

 

            Malice steps aside. There is truth in what W’Kar says. If the creators are coming they are a larger threat than W’Kar is. He would be better off helping them, but from the sidelines. He won’t directly help W’Kar.

            “So are you going” Laura asks walking in.

            “Yes, the creators are a more deadly force than W’Kar is, and I knew they were coming, well over 500 Jy-taki. I was able to sneak aboard using TRANS. I was almost caught too but I used TRANS and left before they could catch me” he says. Malice turns around and looks at Laura who is dressed in her black and red outfit.

            “How good are the creators,” Laura asks.

            He looks at her. “Very good, especially with Grend with them. He is the most powerful person in the High Council and therefore the strongest one in the creator empire”.

            “Grend, what is his story” Laura asks.

            “Grend was Dibblis comrade for a very long time, millions of years. Then the disaster happened and more Guyvers were created than the creators could handle and started the W’Kar Units Legacy. Dibblis used his great intellect and devised all the internal defense systems and created the first working Hyperspace Orb as well as perfecting the energy draining technique.

            “Grend only made the armor itself and designed the Bio Control System. He felt worthless compared to Dibblis. After W’Kar Units were failed he designed the Hunters with Dibblis which was a controllable Guyver called Azathoth. Dibblis decided to use the Azathoth process on himself and it mutated him to the point he was more Guyver than Creator and his telepathic abilities were gone, all that remained was his Guyver Unit control. Grend convinced Dibblis to stay with the W’Kar Unit and watch over the earth. As an Azathoth Dibblis would be considered a false creator and would be forsaken”.

 

 

Forbidden Island

 

 

            Cassandra feels her stomach. It’s been two weeks since Jarrod put the child into her. And then Jarrod made her a Guyver, she’s lost a lot of respect for him. She would have carried the child in a second for Ira, she was good friends with her and would have no problem with it.

            She’s a Guyver, the thought is horrifying. A biological device of alien origin slithering through her and making her immortal. She is happy that Greg no longer must give her the W’Kar Element, but now she is spoiled with this germ.

            Jarrod steps in. He still thinks he was right, even after Greg attacked him when he learned later that it was him that did this. The only thing that prevented Jarrod from dieing was the fact she forgave him and asked Greg to spare him.

            She is in deep love with Greg, but he is engrossed with the W’Kar. It makes him different from what he is, what he truly is. But now and then she sees a small part of his humanity left, a small part of what she loved. And if even a small part is left that is enough to work on and make bigger.

            “You okay Cassandra” Jarrod asks.

            Cassandra nods.

            “Listen, I know you hate me, but I did what I thought was right. The only way I could save Ira and Greg’s kid would be to put it in someone who could keep it alive, and that ain’t me. And the child was very hurt so I hade to give it a way to stay alive, and since you were already dieing that was getting two birds with one stone” he says sitting next to her.

            Cassandra smiles and puts her hand on his face. “I don’t hate you, I just don’t like the idea of being spoiled with such a disgusting thing”.

            A Blast field explodes and W’Kar steps out and changes his armor into clothes being he’s near Cassandra.

            “LEAVE” Greg screams at Jarrod.

            Jarrod stands up and leaves so to not instigate a fight.

            Greg bends down to Cassandra.

            “How are you?” he asks.

            “Alright for now. I’m more worried about you,” she says.

            Greg looks at her confused. “Why”.

            “He is your brother, the only blood you have left. Must you be so mean to him?” she says.

            “That ‘Brother’ of mine made you a Guyver” Greg says.

            Cassandra nods. “Yes he did. But it’s not as bad as it seems. He is the only flesh and blood you have left”.

            “What about the child. I was surprised I could have one with the W’Kar. I always thought it shut off my Reproduction System. I guess that it was luck,” he says smiling.

            “Yes” Cassandra says. She has decided not to tell him the child is not of her, but it was his and Ira’s kid. And it was due to the units’ ability to heal that it removed the programming for his Reproduction shut off. “But he still is your flesh and blood, he is still your brother”.

            “Your right” Greg says turning around and placing his head against the seat she sits in, her hand on his head.

            “The Creators are coming” Greg says.

            Cassandra stops rubbing his head. “When”.

            “Couple days at most, not very sure. Alkanphal has already wakened all the Zoagods and is preparing to have as many people as possible taken to the Accolade in case we must leave. But I’m not giving earth up that easy to them” Greg says.

            Cassandra leans her head down. “Don’t give it up, this is our home, without earth we aren’t really human”.

            “I don’t plan to, I’ll fight all of the Jy-taki and Orobouras by myself if I must”.

 

            Greg steps out and sees Jarrod on the front porch.

            “She wants me to stop” Greg says.

            “Will you”.

            “Yes”.

            “Good” Jarrod says. “I did what I thought best”.

            “Those units can’t be removed unfortunately, so I guess it sticks” Greg says.

            “I heard, the creators have finally shown themselves,” Jarrod says.

            Greg nods. “It will be a difficult fight, but we will win. I won’t let earth go down”.

 

 

The Accolade

 

 

            Albass stands next to her father; she is dressed in a new Zoa Cloak. This one looks a lot like her fathers but much more angelic and smaller built. One side droops down past her knees while the other cuts off at shoulder length.

            “I will finally have my revenge against the creator scum,” Alkanphal says.

            “Yes dad, but will we win” Albass asks.

            “Of course. If we don’t we’ll be dead. And no human on this planet will willingly become a slave to them. They’d rather die. Unfortunately they would have little choice,” he says.

            Hamical Balcus comes in followed by the Twelve Zoalords each dressed in their old cloaks and sitting at their previous positions. Albass sits in the space where Gyro and Mirabilis once used.

            “First I must welcome you all back. As you can see you were cloned and now possess even stronger powers than before,” Alkanphal says.

            “Yes my lord, but are our forces enough to withstand the creators,” Sin Rubeo Amnicalus asks.

            “The truth is I don’t know. We should be able to last a very long time though. The Zoagods are the first wave of attack that will shortly be joined by all the Proto Zoalords and Neo Hyper Zoanoids we can get out there”.

            “We will prepare” Cabharl Khan says. “At most we maybe able to take out the last few”.

            “Or we could have The Accolade open fire on the rest, this ship is much more superior to The Ark and we could take out many with it” Purgstall says.

            “The Creator Battleships and War Relics would open fire. The War Relics have little firepower compared to the Battleships but if they all opened fire on us at once when we don’t have the shielding fully functional we could suffer heavy damage” Albass says.

            “So we proceed as planned,” Alkanphal says. “I will send all the Zoagods and such to the front line. We should be able to take a lot out that way and the rest of them will be takes down by the remaining super powers”.

 

 

Cerberus Island

 

 

            Kalen and Jessica sit together at a table speaking to each other. Kalen recently received a message from Greg saying the Creator Fleet was coming. It’s been awhile since he has shown his face to the creator empire. He wouldn’t doubt they think he is dead. Earth is his home now, he won’t let it go to those bastards without a good fight.

            More importantly is Jessica to him though.

            “Jess, here” Kalen says handing her a black box. It is about 4 inches across. “Don’t open it yet, wait until after we deal with this creator mess”.

            Jessica smiles and nods.

            Life has been difficult for her. Ira was reborn with the help of those dimensional guyvers and creators. But then she was killed in that explosion. Luckily she got to see her again.

 

 

1 day later

 

 

Forbidden Island

 

 

            XT2 emerges from teleport outside of Forbidden Island. The shielding has been deactivated for the moment as Josh has begun creating an even stronger one that will be activated soon in hopes of preserving the island.

            He falls down and sends a message to W’Kar to see him.

            W’Kar comes a moment later through teleport.

            “What is it” W’Kar says very forcefully.

            “So they are finally coming,” XT2 says.

            W’Kar nods. “And they are not coming for tea and cookies either. I suspect I’m #1 on their things to capture or destroy”.

            “As will I be” XT2 says. “My memory came back. I’ve fought the creators for millions of years, many more than anyone has before. I alone am responsible for the survival of the Anti Advent Republic. Let’s say I’m on their most wanted list for things to kill”.

 

 

Creator Science Relic

 

 

            “We have found W’Kar” Amira says to her father.

            “Perfect, is their anyone else around his position” Grend asks.

            “Yes. The one they call Rev’Bok” she says.

            Grend smiles to himself. “We can get both of them in one attack, perfect”.

            “It will take many Jy-taki to capture them, both of them are at least 19000 in Bio Level” Dibblis says.

            “Than we shall send the Orobouras” Grend says walking through a door. Dibblis follows shortly behind.

            On each side of a large room stand 20 large tubes similar to the Jy-taki Regeneration Chambers but much more electrified. Inside each stands an Orobouras regenerating. The path between them leads to a wall where a great creator symbol is put. This symbol represents their combined conscience, also known as Zaphod, named after the thought of first creator.

            Venez walks in the room. “I heard, so we shall go down and capture both W’Kar and Rev’Bok”.

            “Rev’Bok is expendable, but I would like to get a glimpse of his genetic makeup once more” Grend says.

            Dibblis nods. “I shall stay behind and prepare for their arrival”.

 

 

Forbidden Island

 

 

            XT2 and W’Kar discuss the battle plan when suddenly 20 explosions occur and a score of Orobouras step up with two smaller beings.

            “Creators” XT2 says taking a battle formation with W’Kar.

            “Damn, you two sure called in the army” W’Kar says.

            “So, this is my creation. The W’Kar” one creator says.

            W’Kar laughs, “And you are”.

            “Grend, member of the High Council and creator of the Azathoth” he says. “As well as your unit and the Reproductions”.

            “Ah, so you’re the cheese ball who’s been fucking with us” W’Kar says. “Let’s have a little duel shall we”.

            “That’s not a smart idea W’Kar, it’s hard enough to kill one of these Orobouras, much less twenty. I suggest we retreat” XT2 says.

            “I ain’t going nowhere alien, Cassandra is on this island and I’m not leaving her,” W’Kar says.

            “Cassandra” Venez says to Grend.

            “Must be the W’Kars mate, she could be very useful. Orobouras, one of you search the island. Any human you find bring to the ship” Grend says.

            One of the Orobouras bows and takes off flying.

            “Oh no you don’t bitch” W’Kar says and teleports in front of him.

            The Orobouras strikes forward and attempts to strike him with his fist, but W’Kar blocks it and hammer punches the Orobouras head and back flip kicking his face before ramming his Plasma Sword into his throat.

            “I am impressed, your at a lower Bio Level than an Orobouras and yet you fight as good as them” Grend says.

            The Orobouras, seemingly not to care about the injury fires his forearm lasers and gets a couple shots into W’Kars gut, although they do little to his armor. The Orobouras then fires a Pressure Cannon, W’Kar blocks it and laughs.

            “Oh come on creators, this guy is weaker than the others I fought” W’Kar says.

            “These Orobouras were made from scratch, not from 8 crystals. They are only slightly weaker” Grend says. “Orobouras, attack the two of them, but keep them alive”.

            “As you command my god” the Orobouras say and begin to split up into two groups and attack.

            W’Kar is faced against ten Orobouras, as XT2 is.

            “Heh, is that the best you two can put against me” W’Kar says extending his blades and charging his power. He fires forward against a single one and begins to swordfight with him before three more come across his stomach with their blades slicing him open. The Orobouras he is fighting uses a Gravity Bullet/Pressure Cannon attack and blows a hole through W’Kars stomach.

            W’Kar is bleeding all over, but he is still in control. He coughs blood from the breathing holes and laughs.

            All ten Orobouras raise their hands and fire their Hand Beams at W’Kars lower body.

            W’Kar creates the most powerful shield he can; it is pushed against by the biggest force he has felt in a very long time. But he is low on power and begins to drain it off of the weapon itself. But after 20 seconds the blast does not end and the shield demises and his lower half is vaporized. W’Kars upper body falls to the ground making a crater where he falls.

            XT2 takes a defensive approach and stays back. The first two Orobouras attack head on but he creates a portal and sends them to deep space for the moment, although it won’t last.

            Four more come from behind and fire head lasers exploding his back apart leaving only 1 side of his body intact while the other is completely burned and torn from him leaving his plasma/human body in ruins.

            W’Kar pushes his upper body up and looks at Grend and Venez.

            “It’s pathetic, my creation lying on the ground in two pieces ready to beg for his life” Grend says smiling to himself.

            “You wish you piece of shit, I swear now, your life will end by my hands” W’Kar says.

            An Orobouras comes down and slams his foot on W’Kar crushing his body down into the ground and he is picked up by the Orobouras.

            “We shall escort both prisoners to the ship and place them in the containment area” the Orobouras says.

            “Yes, tell Dibblis I said to allow the two of them to heal in the ship before we force the armors off of them. I’d rather have the hosts whole before I start the experiments,” Grend says.

            The Orobouras bows and teleport away to their ship.

            Two Orobouras stayed behind with Grend and Venez.

            “You, search the island and bring back any humans on it” Venez says.

            An Orobouras bows and takes off. The remaining one helps the creators’ teleport back to the ship.

 

Greg’s Home

 

            Cassandra is lying on the couch wondering what the sounds she heard were. Unfortunately this baby is growing faster than she expected and it’s already in what she thinks is the 7 month when she’s only had it 2 weeks. It’s true Ira had it for about 4 before but the increase shouldn’t be this dramatic.

            Suddenly she hears something land outside and she walks to the door.

            “Greg, hey what…” but she stops mid sentence to see an Orobouras standing outside walking close to her.

            “GREG, GREG” she screams. The giant creature grabs her by her shoulder and picks her up looking at her stomach.

            “Human Female, currently in reproduction mode. Has an unknown unit type as well?” the Orobouras says before creating a shield around her and teleporting away.

 

 

Science Relic

 

 

            Greg looks up to see Cassandra face. “Huh, what the…Where am I” he asks.

            “The creators ship” Cassandra says.

            Greg hops up and looks around. XT2 lies on the floor slowly healing. He’s in a circular room that is obviously a relic ship. He spots a wall that appears to be a door, it has the creator symbol on it.

            “Where are you cowards, come and fight me” Greg screams. Then he looks around again, both he and Cassandra are nude.

            “Oh goody, even better news” Greg says. “W’KAR” he screams. Nothing happens. “W’KAR” he screams louder.

            Still nothing. “What the fuck”.

            “Sorry to disappoint you W’Kar, but we had to make sure you wouldn’t be able to get out,” a voice says. Suddenly the wall peels back and he sees behind a thick sheet of something like glass Dibblis and Grend.

            “Dibblis, I was wondering where you crawled off to” Greg says. “And why the hell are we in out birthday suits”.

            “Because it would be possible for you to use your clothes for self termination. We must keep you alive, and she has a most interesting unit we wish to study” Grend says.

            “What about the alien” Greg says pointing at XT2.

            “We have been trying to capture Rev’Bok for a long time, luckily we found him with you. Unfortunately we have not been able to deactivate his armor so were keeping him inside of a more enhanced field to keep his power low. You’re in a field which prevents you from calling your armor, as well as your mate” Grend says.

            Greg laughs. “Why, what’s the matter, to chicken to actually kill us”.

            “We need the W’Kar technology. It will boost our empire enough to finally stop the Anti Advent Republic. So far they are of little worry to the home worlds, but they keep a lot of our forces busy” Dibblis says.

            Greg turns to see Cassandra, she is freezing cold and holding her stomach.

            “Give her some warmth” Greg says. “Now”.

            “Why should we do that?” Grend says.

            “CAUSE I FUCKING SAID” Greg screams at them slamming his fist on the glass, which he finds to be strong as steel. “She is pregnant, meaning if she stays like this it will kill the child”.

            Dibblis looks at Grend and then presses a button. “A Guyver should not be able to have a child, the armor would kill the kid. If it’s true she is somehow keeping it alive I want to know how. So I’ll grant that request”.

            “Well thanks for your hospitality traitor” Greg says walking over to Cassandra.

            “Is that better?” he asks.

            Cassandra nods. “Check Kalen, see if he is alright”.

            Greg nods.

            He walks over to XT2 and shakes his shoulder. “Wake up”.

            “Huh, I feel so weak” he says.

            “They have you in some kind of energy draining field. I have no idea what they are planning but I don’t plan on staying to find out,” Greg says.

            XT2 nods weakly. “Whatever you plan, I’m with you anyway I can”.

 

            “Father, we can dispatch the Jy-taki now” Amira says.

            “Excellent. Inform Venez to dispatch them all” Grend says.

 

 

The Accolade

 

 

            “My lord, we are detecting over 600 organisms approaching earth. Including 20 War Relics” a Proto Zoalord says.

            “The creators are attacking” Alkanphal says. “TRANS all the Zoagods into space to meet them. Then have everything Neo Hyper Zoanoid and up follow them”.

            “Yes my lord” the Proto Zoalord says.

            “Dad, can they breath in space” Albass asks.

            “No, they don’t breath at all. And the Zero G won’t effect them either” Alkanphal says.

            “Send a message to Fighter Guyver, have him and W’Kar and any one else begin to attack the War Relics as they land” Alkanphal says.

            Xetel bows and leaves.

 

 

Space, directly above earth

 

 

            Over 600 Jy-taki are flying towards earth at the highest speed they can. Over 20 War Relics are among them piloted by a single Jy-taki each.

            Suddenly a bright blue light and over 400 Zoagods are places among them and begin firing at once.

            The War Relics go on and go through earth’s atmosphere.

 

            The Zoagods fight bravely, but they cannot overpower the Jy-taki and they are outnumbered. Then over 100 various Proto Zoalords are TRANS in and followed by 200 or so Neo Hyper Zoanoids.

 

 

Omsk, Russia

 

 

            A War Relic lands and begins to charge a large laser underneath it and suddenly a large red wave fires from the Relic and begins to cover large ground. The wave tears apart anything it touches and vaporizes anything organic.

 

 

In Space

 

 

            As you look down at earth in the Asian Continent you see a firewall spread across Asia. The blast extends across Omsk and begins to spread past New Delhi, India and reaches almost to the North Pole. As the wave finally dies all you see is red earth. Over 2000 miles in diameter is completely wiped off of earth.

 

 

The Accolade

 

 

            “My Lord, a War Relic opened fire on Omsk Russia. Over 2000 miles of earth has been wiped clean of life and cities,” a scientist says at the computer.

 

 

Lusaka, Zambia

 

 

            In Africa a War Relic lands.

            Fighter Guyver II comes out of teleport and fires three Pressure Cannon into the bottom of the Relic where it was charging the weapon. The weapon explodes at a smaller blast completely destroying the relic ship and 25 miles of land.

            Fighter Guyver II emerges back from hyperspace and laughs. “That outta do it”.

 

 

Charleston, West Virginia

 

 

            A War Relic appears and is immediately open fired upon by Aza Warrior and Warrior Ninja Guyver.

            The War Relic raises shield, but the combined Mega Smashers of the two tear through its shields and blows the entire ship apart.

            “YES” Aza Warrior screams.

 

 

Las Vegas, Nevada

 

 

            Another War Relic appears and lands charging it’s big weapon underneath.

            Gigantic Dark Unit and Gigantic Gold land outside and fire their Mega Smashers.

            Suddenly the weapon quits charging and a shield is put around the Relic.

            The shield completely blocks the beam and the relic fires two lasers that hit both Guyver. Suddenly they scream as the Gigantic Units are torn off of them and explode in the air.

            “Damn” Dark Unit screams. The Relic has already charged the weapon and releases it.

            But three Zoalords emerge from a teleport. It’s Sin Rubeo Amnicalus, Waferdanos and Luggenberg. Each grabs the Guyvers and teleport away before the blast reaches them

            The weapon stretches across the planet, reaching far into America and destroying everything in its path. Its final stopping place is on the east coast near Norfolk Virginia.

            Suddenly Malice teleports above the ship.

            “Eh, I never like Las Vegas anyway” he says laughing to himself. He opens both Chest Plates and fires his Mega Smasher completely destroying the Relic ship.

 

 

Paris, France

 

 

Xetel stands in wait, and he is not disappointed.

            He rushes forward and fires a Black Hole Attack pulling the relic inside and tearing it to shreds before landing on the Eiffel Tower destroying it.

 

 

Cloncurry, Queensland, Australia

 

 

            Necro W’Kar opens fire with his Hyper Cannon on a Relic Ship. It completely destroys the ship and begins to cause a chain reaction that converts all the energy into the red gas and Necro Guyver drains it into himself, a complete restoration.

 

 

Shanghai, China

 

 

            A War Relic lands but is stopped by Black Angel Guyver and Wyvern who both open fire with their strongest weapons. But the ship blocks it and the blast fires out. Wyvern teleports away with Black Angel Guyver and the blast extends across the world stopping on the edge of Australia and destroys the entire Philippines.

 

 

The Accolade

 

 

            “My Lord, fourteen War Relics are headed towards us” the scientist says.

            “Raise shield” Alkanphal says.

            As he says this a bright blue field surrounds the ship.

            “Shall we open fire with the missiles?” the weapons man says.

            “No, the creators have blown enough stuff up without us causing Nuclear Winter. Open fire with the Mega Smasher Cannon” Alkanphal says.

 

            All Fourteen War Relics are firing forward in a group charging their frontal weapons.

            The tip of the Accolade has a massive orb. The orb lights up to a bright green and fires a large beam.

            The beam hits the fleet head on and destroys 11 ships, the 3 who were on the outside were lucky and moved aside quick enough. They have now split up and are circling the Accolade.

            “Damnit, where is W’Kar and XT” Alkanphal says. He bio boosts and flies out of the Accolade.

            The three ships detect him and open fire with their cannons. Guyver Alkanphal raises a large shield and blocks the weapons on each side of him.

            “Pathetic” he says and creates a Psionic Cyclone attack and destroys one, he then fires a Pressure Cannon and blows the other to bits and quickly follows with a double hand beam to the last.

            Suddenly Fighter Guyver II, Necro W’Kar, Wyvern and Black Angel Guyver, the Zoalords and Dark Unit and Guyver4, Aza Warrior and Warrior Ninja, Xetel and Malice show up via their own ways.

            “So that’s all of them,” Fighter Guyver II says.

            “Now it is,” a person says coming towards them. All of the people turn and charge weapons. It’s Kossack!

 

            “I thought we killed you” Aza Warrior says.

            “Hardly, I can’t be killed unless you destroy my heart. I was lucky and finally regenerated in front of the War Relic and had the time to destroy it” Kossack says.

            “So you’re on our side now” Xetel says.

            “For now, I have problems with the creators. The only real reason I took the job was to come here and find worthy people. You were able to kill me, so I figure it’s good to have allies against them. It’s just unfortunate you killed Carrion too,” Kossack says.

            “Alright old buddy, should we continue to kill them. The slaughter is so fun” Malice says.

            Kossack smiles. “That’s the plan”.

 

 

The Accolade

 

 

Inside all the people are in the bridge.

            “How is our attack in space going” Alkanphal asks.

            “Poorly, almost all the Zoagods and others are dead, we’ve only been able to take maybe half of them out” a scientist says. “And what’s worse the Battleships are in orbit”.

            “DAMN, we have about 10,000 people aboard correct” Alkanphal says. The scientist shakes his head.

            “We have them on standby in a undersea plant safe”.

            “Alright” Alkanphal says.

            “We’re going to have to go out there and attack the Jy-taki. This is a large mission, I’m not sure all of us are going to live. But we must buy time for this ship to get the people on before we evacuate” Alkanphal says.

            “I’m in” Fighter says.

            “Suicide mission, I say we save ourselves and leave the planet to the creators” Malice says.

            Kossack turns. “Is the might W’Kar Unit backing from a battle”?

            “NO, just knowing when it’s better to live to fight another day” Malice says.

            “Sir we just got a reading, Greg is in a Science Relic, heavily guarded and surrounded by the Battleships,” the scientist says.

            “W’KAR, I just changed my mind” Malice says.

            The rest join in agreement.

            “In case any of the Jy-taki break through and attack earth I want all available Guyvers and the Twelve to protect the Accolade. That means call Neo Berserk, Aqua Guyver, WAR, the last Guyver Bonder and Pirate Guyver, plus those Mark II Guyvers and Neo Gunslinger; Also Philip and Sean, stay and protect the Accolade. You would stand no chance in space,” Alkanphal says.

            Sean and Philip nod.

 

 

Science Relic

 

 

            Greg has been observing the room. Without his unit on he can’t do anything in destruction. He has no tools and XT is too weak to move. Cassandra won’t be any help in fighting so it’s up to him. This ship is full of Orobouras and the creators. Not to mention if they are able to escape how are they going to get out.

            He knows one thing though. Everything makes mistakes, nothing is full proof. He will have a moment for escape and he will take it.

            “OOH” Cassandra says. Greg walks over.

            “What’s wrong?” he asks.

            “I feel weird, something’s wrong” she says.

            “Is it the temperature” he asks confused.

            She shakes her head. “No, it’s the child. I didn’t say but something is wrong. This kid is growing way too fast”.

            “Is it the creators?” he asks.

            “No, it’s been going on sine I first got it” she says.

            Suddenly the door opens and an Orobouras steps in. Behind him stand Dibblis and Grend. Here is that chance.

            “That child is growing much too fast, we are taking the female for examination” Grend says.

            “My ass you are, you have to go through me first you alien bitches” Greg says standing up.

            Grend laughs.

            “You may be W’Kar, but you don’t have the armor. How do you think you can stand against an Orobouras unarmored” Dibblis says.

            “I don’t think I can, but I won’t let you take her as long as I am alive,” Greg says.

            The Orobouras steps forward. Greg runs forward. The Orobouras slaps him aside; Greg flies back and slams into the wall breaking his shoulder bone.

            “Argh” he says standing back up, his left arm completely limps.

            “He isn’t to die, but you can hurt him” Grend says to the Orobouras.

            “Yes my god” the Orobouras says.

            Greg moves aside and lashes out with his foot attempting to hit the Orobouras in the Gravity Orb. The Orobouras grabs his leg and crushes the upper part of it pulling him up to his face.

            “You will suffer” The Orobouras says. He flicks Greg in the face and breaks the left side of his jaw and tears flesh from his face leaving his eyeball without a socket. He flings him down next to Cassandra.

            “GREG, are you alright” she screams.

            Greg looks at her with his remaining eye, the other hanging near his nose watching the ground. His face is bleeding very badly, his leg even worse.

            “Now grab the female, he will not be a problem anymore” Dibblis says.

            Greg looks over at the Orobouras and remarkably stands up.

            His blood falling over his naked body, torn apart. His left leg is in shambles and the back of it has practically been ripped off. His face unrecognizable as his eye hangs from his face next to a tattered flesh revealing a skull and pieces of his tongue hanging down with teeth stuck inside of his flesh. Blood covers his body making him look as if he has red clothes. His long black hair, soaked in blood and in tangles shredded covering parts of his body like glue.

            “I am impressed,” Grend says. “The host has as quite a thing for that female. I’ve never seen a child actually stand up after a battle with an Orobouras in this shape. Most Guyvers and Zoaforms wouldn’t even be able to have the will to fight”.

            “The host has proven to be a very determined child, a perfect host for a W’Kar Unit” Dibblis says.

            Greg steps forward, very slowly. His leg hardly able to move and his vision halfway showing the Orobouras standing in front of him, half showing the ground shake beneath him.

            The Orobouras leans down and comes face to face with Greg. His entire head is about the size of Greg’s upper body.

            Greg uses his last strength and head butts the Orobouras in the crystal.

            The Orobouras backs off holding his head, his most vulnerable spot. The hit was not deadly at all, but it hurt badly.

            The Orobouras screams and raises his hand and fires a hand beam that hits Greg and he slams into the wall.

 

 

Space

 

 

            A massive teleportation.

            Necro Guyver, Malice, Xetel, Kossack, Guyver Alkanphal, Aza Warrior, Warrior Ninja and Fighter Guyver II each come out charging their most powerful attacks.

            In front of them stand over 40 Jy-taki who detect it and charge a shield.

            All the energy is released and forms an incredible blast that hits the Jy-taki. The Jy-taki has little energy after the fight and it completely goes through them and kills each of them.

            “YES” Fighter Guyver II says. Suddenly over 270 Jy-taki begin to fly towards them.

            “DAMN” Fighter Guyver II says and teleports to the front along with the others.

 

 

The Accolade

 

 

            Albass has positioned The Accolade and has docked with the undersea base.

            “Have all the people in here as quickly as possible” she says.

            “Yes” the scientist, says. “Mam, over 18 beings approaching, it’s Jy-taki”.

            “Have every available troop outside for attack,” Albass says. “And open fire with small arms from The Accolade”.

 

 

Science Relic

 

 

            Amira is in the bridge with Venez.

            “The Battleships are in position and ready,” Amira says.

            Venez nods and contacts Grend.

            “”We are ready,”” he says.

            “”Destroy the planets atmosphere, I don’t want anything living on that planet for at least 5 million years”” Grend says back telepathically.

            “Use the weapon” Venez says.

            Amira contacts the Control Medal of the ship.

 

 

Space

 

 

            The Three Battleships have formed a triangle around the main Science Relic.

            Alkanphal looks on and detects a large energy buildup.

            “OH NO, ALBASS” he says.

            Alkanphal teleports.

 

            He stands in front of the Battleships. They are each the size of his Accolade, and must have equal firepower. He detects each ship has begun to send a large amount of energy into the Science Relic.

 

 

Science Relic

 

 

            “It’s Alkanphal” Venez says.

            “Yes, we expected he was probably still alive. But now he has a Guyver Unit. But the unit seems damaged” Amira says.

            “Fire the beam, we will kill both Alkanphal and destroy the planet in a single blast” Venez says smiling.

 

 

Space

 

 

            Each ship has begun to send into a swirling vortex in front of the Science Relic.

            “This weapon, the power” Alkanphal says. He knows he can block it from hitting earth, but he doesn’t know if when he blocks it if he’ll live. But Albass is still on earth getting the people. He must stop the beam, no matter what, his daughter must live.

            Alkanphal begins to summon as much energy as possible from his body to form the greatest shield he can.

            The Vortex has completely charged and is now spinning at a greater pace. Then a small beam comes from the center, which touches Alkanphal, although the beam is very little in strength and will mainly be used as a site like a laser scope.

            Alkanphal creates his shield.

            The Vortex glows with unnatural light before it explodes and energy passes through the beam at a light speed course slamming into Guyver Alkanphals shields.

 

 

Science Relic

 

 

            Greg hits the ground and falls down on top of Cassandra’s leg. His skin has completely melted and what’s left has glued him to the floor in a pile of red, black and white slop. His body no longer shows bones or any form of figure, just slop.

            “NOOOOOO” Cassandra screams. She pulls her leg out from under him to find his skin melded onto her along with a rib and what appears to be his lung.

            “Oh my god, GREG” she screams.

            The Orobouras steps forward for Cassandra, but a massive bolt of energy slams though his Power Crystal and blows his head off, his body slumping to the ground and melting away.

            Cassandra looks to see XT2 with his hand raised, but he drops back down.

            She looks at the pile of bloody mass that is her husband, he is dead.

 

 

Space

 

 

            Alkanphal feels the burn and strength of the beam as it hits his shield. The shield is as strong as he can get it but it seems this still may not be enough. He must do it, not for earth or for humans, but for Albass.

 

            All the fighting has stopped as all the beings witness the blast from all four ships being blocked by Guyver Alkanphal. The blast seems to splash off of a single point near earth. Then the beam stops.

 

 

Science Relic

 

 

            “Alkanphal has stopped the weapon, we must recharge and fire again” Amira says looking at Venez.

            Venez nods. “And what of Guyver Alkanphal”.

            “Dead”.

 

The Accolade

 

 

            10 Jy-taki fly in from outside and each fire their weapons at the ship. Grend, who stands beside them, is in wait.

            “Why the hell does this happen to me” Albass says. “Alright, have the Guyvers attack”.

            The side of the ship ripples and Guyver Mitsuki, Guyver Marilyn, Guyver Ken, Dark Unit, Guyver 4, Neo Berserk, Aqua Guyver, WAR, a Guyver Bonder and Pirate Guyver fly out the side opening fire on the Jy-taki. Matched tooth and claw, the Guyvers are outgunned.

            Aqua Guyver is in his home underwater, he uses a quick burst to circle the Jy-taki and uses a triple Pressure Cannon attack to cause little but small abrasions on the Jy-taki. The creature laughs and spins kicks. Luckily these Jy-taki are not optimized for underwater battle and he is considerably slower. Aqua jets back and fires his small projectiles that pierce a short way into the Jy-taki's skin. Aqua fires his head laser and uses the darts to send the blast deeper into the Jy-taki's body burning at his organs.

            “You will pay for that Guyver,” the Jy-taki says.

            “You’ll have to catch me first,” Aqua Guyver says.

 

            Neo Berserk swims away from a Jy-taki Head Laser. The beam slices across his leg cutting it in half. The Jy-taki flies forward and grabs him by the neck crushing his throat. The Jy-taki then tears the left mechanical arm off of Neo Berserk and rams his body into his knee.

            “Unknown type, non guyver. Unknowns are to be destroyed” The Jy-taki says and begins to form a Gravity Rift around Neo Berserk before crushing him to death and releasing the field exploding his body in the water dyeing the water a blood red.

 

            “Jesus, were being slaughtered” Albass says. Suddenly an explosion and a Jy-taki rips through the bridge followed by Grend.

            The Jy-taki fires his hand beam and blows the scientist crew away, as well as equipment.

            “This ship is much like the older Battleships. I will admit more advanced but not by much” Grend says.

            “How the hell did you get in the ship?” Albass screams!

            Grend looks at her. “I simply used my pass code and forced the ship to open. It’s very difficult to remove a High Councils Pass codes, I’m not surprised you missed them”.

            “It will be the first order of business after we run you away” Albass says smiling.

            “You look much like Alkanphal. I detect you are a Zoalord, unfortunately I can’t control you” the creator says.

            “I am his daughter, and you can’t because I can’t be controlled by anyone, my father made sure of that” Albass says. “I am Albass, daughter of Alkanphal the Leader of Chronos”.

            “Albass huh. Seems you are now the leader of Chronos. If that is how your planet deals with death” Grend says.

            Albass eyes open wide. “What have you done with my father creator scum”?

            “I and my Advent brothers have disposed of him. He is worthless now as he is obsolete. As you are,” Grend says.

            Albass turns from angry, into sheer enraged. Her face turns red and suddenly there is a large flash around her creating a force similar to a blast field that knocks both the creator and the Jy-taki against the wall.

            “Kill her” Grend says.

            The Jy-taki fires both hand beams and head laser into the field. It bounces off and strikes Grend into the wall. But his wounds seem to almost heal instantly.

            “I am sorry my god” the Jy-taki says.

            “Feel even more sorry for yourself” Albass says. The Jy-taki turns.

            She stands about 7 foot tall, long flowing yellow hair and silver crystals decorating her body. Her shoulders are raised high and the hair around her lower body is very small in comparison to her father.

            The Jy-taki strikes with his Bio Sword, but Albass catches the blade itself and flings him into the wall. She then steps on his shoulder, letting her slightly clawed feet tear into his shoulder ripping it out of its socket. She then steps on his Power crystal.

            Ren and Cahalla then help Grend up.

            “We shall deal with him, help your friends outside” Ren says pointing to the Guyvers.

            Albass nods and dives out followed by a yellow trail of energy.

            “We have a few questions, my Advent Brother” Cahalla says.

            “Why did you leave us instead of sending a rescue attempt”.

            “I thought you were dead”.

            “You lie”.

            “It’s the truth”.

            Ren smiles. “We found the implantation”.

            “You created that virus that made those Guyvers crazy. It killed our creator brothers and destroyed the project”.

            Grend nods. “Yes, I sent the virus”.

            “Why”.

            “The Project must have been stopped” Grend says. “It was my decision as High Council member”.

            “That project was to allow us to have a physical body which when used with the Control Armor made us as strong as a Guyver. It has worked, why stop that”.

            “If that plan was implemented, I would lose support for the W’Kar Element project” Grend says.

            Ren looks at Cahalla. “You want to give our entire race W’Kar Armors”.

            “Not all, only those of high blood and worthy. If we got Guyver strength it would back my project up millennia”.

            ‘SO YOU DECIDED TO KILL US ALL AND MAKE IT AN ACCIDENT” Ren screams!

            “YES. If I can make a fully functional W’Kar Armor that we can use it will give us the power to crush the Anti Advent Republic forever and kill W’Kar as he is now”.

            “Is our entire race like this now” Ren asks Cahalla.

            “My will is the will of our race” Grend says.

 

            WAR and the Guyver Bonder stand back to back firing Pressure Cannons and Sonic Blasts at the approaching Jy-taki.

            Both Jy-taki charge and create a gravity rift crushing the two of them together and letting them explode.

           

            Pirate Guyver slings his whips around and catches one Jy-taki in his grasp. He whips him around and slams the Jy-taki into the bottom of the sea at high speeds cracking his Zoacrystal and breaking his left chest plate.

            “Die” Pirate Guyver says and charges a plasma blast on his whips and fire it at high speed blowing the Jy-taki's crystal apart.

            The Jy-taki begins to melt away.

            From behind Pirate Guyver is grabbed by another Jy-taki and is squeezed. Pirate Guyver growls in anger and a blast field explodes around him ripping into the Jy-taki, but he holds on.

            Guyver 4 and Dark Unit both tear into the Jy-taki from behind with their Vibrational swords, but nothing seems to affect him.

            “Mega Smash it” Pirate Guyver screams.

            Dark Unit and Guyver 4 nod to each other and open their Smashers letting the blast erupt.

            The water is burned away as the blast hits the Jy-taki in the back ripping through his armor and burning through him.

            The water falls back down and shows Pirate Guyver, burned beyond recognition, but alive.

            Now very few people are left, and the creators still have 7 more Jy-taki ready for attack. Suddenly a yellow streak and Albass comes from the side flinging a large beam that hits the Jy-taki as they stand next to each other. The first two Jy-taki are instantly torn completely in half by the beam and their Power crystals destroyed. The other 5 are able to access their Bio Energy Doublers and create a shield that helps block the blast, although they all have suffered major damage.

            Albass stands with her long yellow hair flowing behind her. The crystals on her body glowing.

            “Where is our god?” One of the Jy-taki says.

            Albass flares in anger. “Because of your god my father is dead you son of a bitch. If god wants to kill us, than I say let’s kill god”!

            The Jy-taki fire their Hand Beams, but Albass is quick and sets off spinning around them creating a whirlpool that flings the Jy-taki from side to side. They then use their Gravity Orbs and remain still until Albass creates a Psychic Cyclone attack and begins to tear each piece of flesh off of the Jy-taki a piece at a time until nothing remains but Power Crystals which she explodes simply with a thought.

            8 of the Crystals begin to glow as an Orobouras is about to be made.

            “Damn, finish the transport and loading and evacuate this area. I will hold off the Orobouras,” she says to Dark Unit.

            Dark Unit nods. “Alright”.

 

 

Science Relic

 

 

            Cassandra has remained an emotional wreck. Those vile creators have killed her husband.

            “It should be okay,” XT2 says.

            Cassandra looks up. “What”.

            “Right now the W’Kar Armor can’t feel Greg’s death, if we can deactivate the field keeping him from bio boosting, the unit should auto activate and heal him right back”.

            “Are you sure Kalen?” she asks wiping her tears away.

            “Pretty sure, it happened before. But I can barely move. This field is keeping me from recharging and healing” he says. “You’ll have to activate your armor and do it”.

            “If he can’t activate his armor, how could I” Cassandra asks.

            “Your unit is much different from anything these creators have seen, hopefully they activate differently or something” XT2 says.

            Cassandra nods. She hates using her armor, but right now she has little choice. If she just stays here they are doomed to die no matter what. In a ship full of Orobouras and security stuff, can she actually make it? Her unit is different, designed just to house her child. The Unit has barely any weapons and each is less or equal to a normal guyver. Can she really take on a ship full of these creatures?

            “I must try” Cassandra says standing up. “Guyver”.

            A blast field explodes, breaking the back wall as her armor straps around her. The shoulders are slightly spiked and her body is still small. An Iron Demon.

            She can’t even look around the room, her hyper senses can penetrate walls like a normal guyvers. And her husband is currently dead so she can’t heal him. Maybe…

            She walks over and sets her hand on XT2’s Control Medal. Her Control Medal glows and her body’s orbs begin to glow and transfer energy into XT2. XT2 begins to heal extremely quickly and his eyes open wide as he is fully restored.

            “What, what did you do to me” XT2 asks looking at himself.

            “It’s something with my unit. I can heal anything organic at the speed of a Guyver Unit, and anything with a Unit I can make heal extremely fast” Apothecary Guyver says.

            “Alright. Listen, stay here and out of site. If anything comes in the room you must protect Greg. I’m going to the Control room to shut this ship down,” XT2 says.

            Cassandra nods. “I’ll…do my best”.

            XT2 nods.

 

            “There was an explosion in the cell,” Amira says looking at the Control Medal of the ship. “The ship says it was a Blast Field”.

            “W’Kar, did he activate W’Kar” Venez asks.

            “Negative. The host is still dead. It was the mate,” Amira says.

            Venez nods. “Her unit was an unknown type, we should take the advantage and get a reading. Send in two Orobouras and have them ready for Dibblis”.

            Amira nods and sends the information through the Control Medal. “Grend is also requesting backup”.

            Venez nods.

           

            Two Orobouras near the holding cell escort Dibblis. Upon arrival the door opens to reveal Apothecary Guyver and Greg, still melted to the floor.

            “Where is XT2” Dibblis asks.

            “I don’t know” Apothecary Guyver says. “He just disappeared”.

            Dibblis nods. “One of you inform the rest of the Orobouras to begin a sweep of the ship, find XT2 and bring him back here”.

            One of the Orobouras bow and leaves. The other escorts Dibblis inside.

            “After analysis of the TRANS device, I have discovered a way to give all of my race powers of teleportation. From you I will get the special healing properties you possess to increase the Advent races healing, and ultimately the Jy-taki” Dibblis says. “I would suggest cooperating. My race has found ways of keeping Guyvers in line, none of which are very appealing”.

            “I won’t do that, I can’t” Apothecary Guyver says.

            “You do understand that if you do not do as I say I will force you to. That means this Orobouras will do what is necessary” he says.

            She nods. “I can’t betray the human race willingly. I am human and will not hand over what can kill them. Would you give your enemies a powerful tool to help them kill your people?”

            “Unfortunately I did just that when I created the first Warrior Upgrade. But since that was destroyed along with The Assassin Guyver I have little to worry about” he says.

            Apothecary Guyver shakes her head. “It’s upsetting that Ira will never see her child”.

            “Have you told him that it is hers” Dibblis asks.

            Apothecary turns to her dead husband and shakes her head. “It’s better if he doesn’t know. He’s gone through too much already”.

            Dibblis nods. “Some things I have done I regret. I should have never created W’Kar, and I should have never stayed near this planet. I wish that I could save your race, but Grend has authority far above mine. You see I still respect my creation, the human race. What they have done has far outdone what I expected you could. But as every inventor would do, the life of his people is over the life of his creations”.

            Apothecary Guyver turns to him. “Dibblis, you are not and evil person. I understand your troubles, maybe it’s just me, but I feel similar. You do what you must, and I will what I must”.

            Dibblis nods. “I wish things could have differed, but sadly fate has shone a different light in front of us”.

            The Orobouras steps forward and Apothecary Guyver steps back to her husbands’ side.

 

 

Earths Atmosphere

 

 

            The Accolade has begun to enter space. Suddenly four Orobouras surround the ship and begin firing weapons.

            “Let our god go” one of the Orobouras says.

            “Great, now we have these guys on us” Dark Unit says. “All attackers head out, we must at least buy time”.

 

 

Underwater

 

 

            Albass is attacked by the large Orobouras. He stands well over her holding his arms down pressing against her.

            “I’ll kill you” Albass says. The Orobouras fires head lasers in an attempt to blow Albass Main Zoacrystal to dust, but each beam seems to be blocked by a shield of some sorts around her crystal.

            Albass knees him in the chest and slams her elbow on his back breaking the spinal cord and grabs his jaw snapping his neck.

            The Orobouras continues to attack by using his Bio Sword to stab into her side and rips it along her midsection. Albass flips over holding her side.

            The wound has already begun to heal at an incredible rate. She fires her Hand Beams.

            The Orobouras raises shields and barely deflects the blast in time, only to be hit by an approaching fireball that punctures his shield and burns his left arm off.

            “Eat that” Albass says. She raises her arm to the air and a large ball of energy surrounds it. She flings it forward and it engulfs the Orobouras.

            The Orobouras raises his Psychic Shield and blocks the attack, but his entire body is torn apart. Only part of his left side remains intact.

            Orobouras fires both Hand Beams, Albass creates her own Psychic Shield and blocks the attack easily.

            The Orobouras stands in shock. He is the most advanced creation the creators made; surely this simple Zoalord should stand no chance against him. But this Zoalord is of Alkanphals blood, and he was the strongest creation the creators made until him.

            Albass cups her hands and creates another ball of energy, this one pure white and tosses it forward like a Pressure Cannon. The Orobouras, now completely drained of all power, is annihilated by the blast. His blood staining the water and organs left for the fish to eat.

            She sets off back to the Accolade, flying at high speed. Then she remembers, as a Zoalord from her fathers’ bloodline, she should be able to teleport. She concentrates and disappears in a small flash.

            She faces the Accolade, four Orobouras surround it firing all sorts of weapons. A few Guyvers run out firing their Mega Smashers, but the Orobouras block it easily and counter attack with hand beams.

            Albass jets forward and creates a field around her and the other guyvers blocking the weapons.

            Suddenly in the sky hundreds of figures are seen, all Guyvers!

            A group of Mark II Guyvers, each different from the other in ways, begins attacking the Orobouras. A large green guyver with six legs is shouting orders.

            “Aim for the Power Crystals, our numbers are greater we can win,” he screams in an alien voice.

            The Guyvers kill the Orobouras.

            Albass steps forward towards the Guyver with six legs. He turns to the Zoalord.

            “Thank you for your help” Albass says.

            Aqua Guyver flies up. The Green Guyver bows to him. “Master Tallas, we have come as you requested”.

            “Are the troops setup as I requested Hemmidal” Aqua Guyver asks.

            “Yes, I apologize for our late arrival. But I felt we should keep our coming secret from the creators, so I stayed far enough behind to avoid detection the whole way” Hemmidal says.

            “Zass, you have troops?” Albass says puzzled.

            Aqua Guyver nods. “I am one of the hierarchy in charge of the Anti Advent Republic. My brother, Psycho Guyver, was going to be placed among us once he completed this mission. Unfortunately his death was unexpected so I came to check up. Now one of the 10 seats is empty, I was going to ask Alkanphal to fill that seat. But after his death I will ask you”.

            “Thanks, but right now there are more important things,” Albass says.   

            Aqua Guyver asks. “Hemmidal, how many troops were you able to obtain in such short notice”.

            “Unfortunately not many, only 600 or so Mark II Guyvers are various races. But seeing the rampage already caused by the Guyvers of earth, we should do fine. By the way Miss Albass, I am the Trojan Guyver, leader of the 22nd regiment of the Anti Advent Republic” Hemmidal says.

            “I am grateful” Albass says.

 

            “You hear that Philip” Guyver 4 says.

            “What?” Dark Unit asks.

            “He named his Guyver after a condom” Sean says laughing under his breath.

            Dark Unit shakes his head. “Grow up”.

 

            “Is your Guyver form caused by the unit” Albass asks.

            Trojan Guyver shakes his head. “My race is like this naturally, the Unit G simply adapted this form”.

            Albass nods. “Alright. This is my ship, The Accolade. We must save this ship and the people inside under any circumstance”.

            Aqua Guyver nods. “Hemmidal, follow her orders like mine”.

            “As you wish,” Trojan Guyver says. He looks at the other Guyvers and shouts a few words in an unknown language. Each of the Guyvers nods and surrounds the ship together creating a shield of Guyvers.

 

 

Science Relic

 

 

            XT2 uses his Plasma Nodes to phase through the walls and avoid detection. The Orobouras have a highly advanced system of hyper senses that even surpass his, but so far he has done well. He is getting closer to the Control Medal of the ship.

            Suddenly a large beam is fired towards him, XT2 turns to see two Orobouras running towards him.

            “DAMN” he screams and begins running through the walls. The Orobouras behind him, not caring about the walls, begins smashing them in their attempt to catch up.

            XT2 comes near the Control Medal and is spotted by Venez and Amira; he stands in front of the Control Medal.

            The Orobouras crash through the walls and charge their weapons.

            “Hold your fire, you could destroy the ship” Venez says. The Orobouras deactivate their weapons.

 

            Dibblis receives a distress call from Grend, who is aboard the Accolade.

            “Orobouras, you may do as you wish to make her cooperate more, but do not kill her. I must attend to matters elsewhere” Dibblis says, using his unit to teleport away.

            The Orobouras steps forward and grabs Apothecary Guyver by the neck and lifts her up to his face.

            Apothecary Guyver uses her head laser, but the Orobouras never even feels it. She then attempts to use a Blast Field, but it does little but clean the dirt from him.

            The Orobouras begins to crush her neck. Her throat pops open allowing blood to flow everywhere freely.

 

 

The Accolade

 

 

            Dibblis teleports in with Ren and Cahalla and Grend.

            Dibblis uses his head laser and fires on Ren and Cahalla, blowing holes through them.

            Grend stands up. “Your weapons, they are much stronger than ours”.

            “As an Azathoth I was given this unit, it increased my strength over a Guyver norm” Dibblis says. “But that does not matter. Let me get you away from here”.

            “Oh but it does” Grend says. His Control Medal flashes as a beam is shot out and the unit begins to be removed from Dibblis. He screams in pain as it rips from his flesh. Being completely dependant on the unit, Dibblis lays a dead corpse on the ground, hardly a ball of flesh.

            Grends unit begins to glow as well as the dormant unit. The dormant one floats up and merges with Grends body and assimilates the new unit.

            He teleports to his ship.

 

 

Science Relic

 

 

            Grend teleports into the Bridge to see XT2 standing in front of the Medal of the ship, 15 Orobouras standing with their weapons pointed towards him. Venez and Amira are in the corner.

            “You, what are you a fool. You stand before 15 of my personal bodyguards and expect to live” Grend says.

            XT2 smiles under his armor. “You stole that armor from Dibblis, no matter. But I will take control of this vessel.” XT2’s medal flashes.

 

            Apothecary Guyver tries to cry out in pain, but her throat chokes on her blood and her vocal cords have been severed. She can no longer feel her lower body because her spine has snapped.

 

            Greg lies behind them, his face a mass of formless flesh, both eyeballs sprawled across the ground. Both eyes begin to glow red and a blast field explodes around him.

 

 

Space

 

 

            The Anti Advent Republics warriors have come and are assisting the attack on the Jy-taki. Slowly but surely all the Jy-taki are being defeated.

            Kossack slices a Jy-taki across the head with his blade, but an Orobouras comes from behind and cuts Kossack in half with his Bio Sword, and then fires a head laser and blows his heart apart.

            “Subject: Kossack, eliminated” the Orobouras says.

            Necro W’Kar looks around, the Jy-taki crystals of all the Jy-taki have begun to form into Orobouras.

            “Damn” Malice says. “This is not good”.

            “That is true” Necro W’Kar says. “Destroy the crystals before they form”.

            Both W’Kar begin firing with all their weapons at the crystals. But the crystals have a natural shield around them, which dilutes the attack. The other Guyvers around him catch the idea and begin to fire alongside them. But the crystals have already formed and over 45 Orobouras are created and immediately begin attacking the smaller guyvers. Being they have no means of supporting the use of their energy, they are very weak. The Orobouras immediately wipe out most of the Anti Advent Republics troops.

            Necro W’Kar reaches light speed, flying circles around earth, doing a sword dance with two Orobouras.

 

            An explosion occurs on the side of the Science Relic, XT2, Apothecary Guyver and W’Kar fly out blasting away at the Orobouras.

            “NOW I’M REALLY PIST OFF” W’Kar screams as he begins to burn with the fire of the Warrior Rage. He rams his foot into an Orobouras crystal and destroys him, another Orobouras comes from his side and he teleports behind it and blasts him in the back of the head with a Pressure Cannon, exposing his brains to deep space.