Ties To The Past
By Christopher Ryan
E-mail : SSj4_Trunks_1980@hotmail.com


(Disclaimer : Just so you know, I dont own the rights to this anime or any of the
charcters. I am merely borrowing them to write a story. In case you might not like
how they are represented, I am trying to stick as true to the character personality's 
but will stretch them a bit to make the story a bit more interesting. So dont send bad 
email or sue me...cuz I dont got anything of value...)


"Ties To The Past"

The same dream every night, I cant seem to think of anything else. It haunts me, but I cant let
anyone know. Am I going insane? Maybe I am just remembering a past I never had. I couldnt tell
you. Though one thing is clear, the dreams are so vivid, I could swear they were real. Im so
tired right now, I cant hold my eyes open. Hopefully the dreams dont start. He layed down gently
trying to ease back to sleep, the clock shown in the darkness, almost 3am. With a stifled yawn
he finally drifts off. 

The rattling of gunfire can be heard, screams of men charging forward. A man looks at him, his
mouth is moving but no words come out. He looks hurt, the one patch over his eye, some blood 
flowing from a wound on his forehead. I hope the guys ok, he thinks to himself. Suddenly, he is
being yanked in the direction of a large machine, a red animal looking mecha. Ive seen this thing
before, is all he can think as the unseen person pushes him toward the cockpit. He flicks 
switches and presses buttons as if possessed. Of course the controls are foreign to him but he
keeps going as if he had done this all his life. The mecha seems to roar to life, and it charges
into battle. More buttons presses, levers pulled, it dodges right, it dodges left. The sheer
manueverability of it is uncanny. This feels so right, I cant believe it. Several enemy mecha's
go down. Are they enemy mecha's? Its hard to tell, the battle is moving so quickly. What am I 
doing here, why am I killing these people? The tears flow freely from his eyes. The pain is so
apparent. My god, what have I done? It seemed like only a few moments, time just melted away. The
cockpit pops open and he slips out. Then he surveys the carnage. The broken mecha's lay before 
him, cockpits smashed, bloody bodies hanging out. I did this, I killed all those people. No this
isnt real, its only a dream. 

The scene changes, he is on a grassy hilltop, looking up at the blue sky, the two moons barely 
showing. Theres someone next to him, her head is resting on his chest. He looks down at her. She 
moves to reveal the most beautiful face, the silky smooth skin, her hair like finely spun gold. 
Her mouth is moving, but there isnt a sound. Just like the guy with the patch. What is going on 
here, why am I deaf to the words. She stops talking and smiles. Noteven thinking, he leans 
forward and wraps his lips around hers. The sweet scent of the flowers fill his nose. She pushes 
him away, not forcefully as if he intruded on her personal space, more like she is ashamed of 
what happened. The tears well up in her eyes, he can see this even with her face turned away. 
She turns and looks him straight in the eyes and begins to speak again. Still no words but the 
expression on her face has changed, she lunges at him, wraps her arms around his waist and 
buries her head in his chest. The embrace seems the shame was only momentary. He is shocked 
but eases his arms around her, he smells the fruit scent in her hair, closes his eyes and 
smiles. When he reopens them, the scene has changed. He is back in the cockpit of the red zoid, 
but the controls seems different then before, though not by much.

The screen fizzes and turns on, a face of a child appears, his youthful face disguises the 
malice and hate in his eyes. He begins to speak, again the words escape unheard. Now the screen
fizzes out and he sees a black mecha in front of him, its like a giant dinosaur. It charges at
him, the cockpit shakes. Frantically, he begins to press buttons, pull levers as he had done
before. Though it wasnt quite as easy as last time, the battle rages on, the mecha seems to be
damaged. He looks forward, its charging a gun from its mouth, the white glow seems to engulf
the world. The spirit suddenly possessed me again as I goes mad on the controls, the mecha
responding with pin point accuracy. Suddenly it throws him back violently as if he had struck
something hard. There was a silent explosion, his vision blurs. 

His eyes flutter, as they come open, the sky is bright. The same girl is looking over him with 
a concerned face. There is some blood dripping from his forehead, but he just smiles. Relief
seems to wash over her face. She hastily embraces him to his surprise. His insides suddenly feel
warmth, like he was wrapped up in a thick blanket. He just continues smiling as he closes his
eyes again.

He opens his eyes and he is in a house, a young woman is tending to his arm. She seems worried 
about him, she is speaking but still nothing is heard. The is concern on her face. The girl he
has seem before is next to him but she is different, distant, like she doesnt know who he is. 
This cant be, only moments before, she was hugging me like she was glad I was okay. With one
last painful tug, the wound seemed to be dressed. He stands up only to collapse onto the ground.

He awakens in a bed, the girl that was sitting next to him is no longer a young girl but an old
woman. Her once golden hair is all but gone, covered up by grey. She seems concerned again for 
his welfare. He tries to get up but there is a shooting pain down his back, a man in a white
coat gently pushes him back. The man looks to be a doctor and with the same silent words, begin
to talk to him. Probably telling him to take it easy as the pain hurt so badly. He starts to 
drift off to sleep, she seems to be frantic, the doctor rushes to his side but his eyes close
completely.

He regains conciousness once again, but he is sitting in a rocking chair, gently rocking back
and forth. A young boy walks up to him and climbs into his lap, followed by a younger girl. The
small girl looks so much like the young girl he had seen previously, except the childs hair is
much darker. A woman walks over to the side of the chair, he looks up and its the young girl but
she is younger then the last vision but older then the ones before. Her hair is still a golden
yellow, and still as beautiful. The two children are speaking to him, after a few moments, the
girl settles into his lap and seems to fall asleep. The boy though continues to talk in the same
silent voice as all the rest. He seems so energetic and wanting explain or talk about a subject 
that due to the lack of sound is completely lost. All he can do is smile and carress the womans
hand that is standing next to him. The boys attention is drawn away to the door, as he gets up
and opens it. Another small boy comes in and they converse some, and the boy seems to talk to
the woman. She smiles and nods, and the two boys run out the door, shutting it behind them. The
woman lifts the small girl from his lap and takes her out of the room. He is overcome with 
fatigue and closes his eyes. 

With a fluttering of his eyes, he awakens to see himself in a large bed. A young man comes into
the room, it looks like the small boy but grown up. He looks over to the side and its the woman
from before but she seems much older. The boy hands him a letter, and he opens it up. He is
overcome with joy, it seems that he has been admitted into the Royal Acadamy as a pilot. The 
young man runs over and gives the woman a large hug and does the same to me. Then he proceeds
to talk and pretend like he is working controls and such. His attitude seems one of total
energy. A girl walks into the room with a sleepy look in her eyes. The young man lifts her up 
off the grounds and swings her about, hugging her. Finally depositing her on the ground next
to the bed. She proceeds to crawl up next to him and sinks into his arms. This cant be real, 
where am I? He begins to wonder. This isnt me, I didnt live this life, what is happening to me.
He begins to shake his head violently from side to side, his mouth opens as he attempts to 
scream. Except the only thing that comes out is silence. Then he squeezes his eyes shut, rubbing
them hard, hoping to wash away the false images. 

He throws his eyes open as fast as he can, only he is in a black space. There is no sky, no
ground, nothing. Its just a big black open space. He tries to scream to no avail. More images
wash over him, the blonde girl, the man with the patch, a girl with four ponytails, the evil
child piloting the black mecha. There are images of a battle field, men in uniforms. There is
a small child with brown hair. The red animal mecha roaring into the sky. It charges at him at 
full speed, the blades on either side burst forth. They begin to glow a dim orange color as the
seems to be powering up. The mecha roars again as its speed increases. He cant move, everytime
he turns the mecha is directly in front of him. All he can do is drop to his knees and scream
out loud in a desperate cry for relief, the sound soaked up so there is only silence. The mecha
charges closer, and closer, and even closer. Its so close he can see the person in the cockpit.
There is a young man in the cockpit, he seems to recognize the pilot only the name escapes him.
Suddenly, the pilot begins to waver like a ripple on a lake. The face starts to change into
someone else. Oh my god, he screams out in his mind as he finally realizes who is in the pilot
seat. Its me, he screams out silently into nothingness. The pilot screams out in the same manner
as the mecha sweeps past him. The blade vanishing without a traces only inches away from him. 
Only an orange mist washed over him as everything around him goes black and he collapses onto
the ground.

He suddenly opens his eyes, four fuzzy shapes appear. They slowly come into focus. Its a girl
with short red hair, a young man with long brown hair, an older man with short black hair, and
a young boy with short spikey black hair. All with a face of concern on their face.

	"Bit, are you okay", the girl speaks.

	"Yeah Bit, you had us worried with all the screaming, we came in here and saw you rolling
around like a fish on land", the brown haired man remarked.

	"Im fine, Brad, Leena, it was just some horrible nightmare", Bit spoke, breathing easily.

	"What was it about", the spikey haired boy asked.

	"Dont know, it was like some other life completely", Bit answered uneasy.

	"Well if you are fine, we should all get to bed", the older man said as he motioned
everyone to leave the room.

	"Im fine Doc, everyone can relax", Bit chuckled.

	"Can you tell me everything about it, Bit", the boy asked.

	"Sure Jamie, if you really wanna know, one of the people reminded me of my great-great
grandmother, it was really weird, I saw old pictures of her and she had the same long blonde hair
it gave me an uneasy feeling", Bit responded shivering.

	"What was her name", Jamie asked curiously.

	"Oh, her name was Fiona", Bit remarked smiling.


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Well thats my Zoids fanfic, hope you all like it. Its my real first attempt at a third/first 
person perspective narration. Well check out my next story... 

	~Trunks~