The New Resistance
Chapter 1: Escape
My name is Shun Kazami, the Ventus brawler of the Bakugan Brawlers Resistance. Unfortunately, we didn't exactly beat the Vexos. We lost one by one to the Vexos until we were all captured.
The first time I woke up after my capture, I discovered my surroundings, I was stuck in a pod filled with a strange liquid that let me float in the middle. At first it seemed to be a good idea to try to swim to the surface, until I found out that there wasn't a surface. A thought came through my mind, "How am I still able to breathe?" I didn't have a clue, so I decided to think about it later. I began to figure out where I was in the line of pods. I knew I was in between Dan and Ace in their own pods; Dan was already asleep while Ace was just nodding off. I guessed the others were lower down in the line, and that I was near the middle. The room was fairly big but dimly light, only a couple lights, and the only thing in front of us was a simple keyboard.
My body seemed fine except when I tried to get more details on the room and an idea of surroundings and I tried to move my right arm, a sharp pain shot into it. Somehow, even thought I had been awake for about ten minutes, my mind started to get fuzzy, any pain from my arm became numb, the rest of my body began to go numb, until finally I found myself falling back to sleep.
The second time I woke up, I had no clue how long I had been asleep, it could've been for days. What I did know was that I wasn't alone this time, Professor Clay and, surprisingly, King Zenohel were talking; they probably didn't know I was awake.
"It's an honor for you to tell me your plans, your majesty. I bet Earth would be a good place to train brawlers and put a few colonies of Vestals there," Clay spoke. I balled my hands into fists, I easily dealt with the pain this time. The idea of invading my home ticked me off, first New Vestoria and now Earth.
The professor looked towards the resistance, luckily only a glance, then turned his attention to his king and asked, "What about them?"
Zenohel didn't give a glance towards us, then began to walk over to the only entrance, "Brainwash them, experiment on them. I don't care what you do with them, the luxury is yours." With that the king of the Vestals left.
A smile appeared on Professor Clay's face and then examined each of us; I bet new and probably pain-filled ideas of what he could do with us flooded that big brain of his. When he laid eyes on me, he finally realized I was awake. He wasn't at all surprised thought, he just smiled at me. I felt like I was looking at a wild beast ready to attack, that's all I saw before I fell asleep again.
The next few times, I drifted to sleep quicker and quicker. Only a few times were there vestals observing us, other than that is was quiet.
By the sixth time I was alone again and decided to focus on questions. What was that professor planning? What's happening to New Vestoria and Earth right now? How am I going unconscious minutes after waking up? Where are our partners, are they locked up somewhere or are the Vexos using them?
Then it hit me, the reason to be able to breathe in the tank was clear, or clearer. The air in all the pods must've been drugged, like the gas dentists used to make kids all woozy and the pain would be numbed slightly; except this stuff knocks people out maybe for days. The pods must all have the same amount of drugs in it, which meant Marucho must've been falling asleep faster because of size, otherwise we would've figured it out.
I held my breath almost immediately after I figured it out then started moving more than I had since capture, getting into a position to break the glass. It seemed like an easy task until I kicked the glass as hard as I could, my right arm was stinging more then before; it had to be my good arm too. I continued on by putting most of the pressure on my left instead.
After a couple of hits, the glass began to break. Eventually my lungs, craving for air, forced me to take another breath of drugged air. After the small cracks appeared at the stop I kept hammering, it became easier; I guessed it wasn't designed for withstanding beatings. The cracks grew becoming larger and larger, spreading in all directions over the glass. The glass finally gave way, dumping most of the liquid and myself onto the floor.
When I hit the ground, for a minute or so I just stayed still and started taking deep breaths of pure air, ignoring the wailing alarms. After that, I used my left arm to get to my feet and when I did get to my feet I was surprised to almost fall onto my back. I had found out that the drug was still effecting me and it had another effect; dizziness that causes people to be imbalanced.
I was still swaying and my mind was beginning to get fuzzy. I had to get moving or the drug would drag me back into unconsciousness again, plus they'd probably lock me up tighter; then I'd be in some serious trouble. I glanced back at my friends, unaware I had broken out of the glass cage. I already knew I couldn't save them, not in my condition or situation. I was still drugged and with Vestal security on the way, I had no time to guess the password on the keyboard or break them out; I might've not had time to save myself. I quickly and silently promised I's rescue them as soon as I could.
After the quick promise, I bolted out of the Resistances' prison room, the doors opened by my movement towards it, and raced down the left hallway. I easily figured out a good use for the drug; numbing pain, which didn't seem to be working at that point. My throwing arm was shrieking out in pain. It was hurting so badly, I was forcing myself not to scream every time I moved it. With quick thinking, I gripped it with my other arm and pressed it against my side to restrict movement as I ran as fast as my quivering legs could take me.
The Vestal drug had effected me quite a bit but one of the few things that was clear in my fogged mind was that I had almost no stealth or balance, from time to time I would trip on my own two feet and when I turned corners I either smashed into the wall or tied to turn only to fall and skid on the floor. In short, the odds were against me.
As I kept turned corners and ran down halls, trying to find a way out I realized a flaw in my escape, even if I got out of the Vestal City, I'd still get knocked out and I probably wouldn't get far away enough to get away or get back to Earth. I saw no reason to stop thought so I continued to dash down the halls, running was my only good option.
After what seemed like an eternity, another set of doors came into view; I hoped it was the exit. I was right, but a couple Vestals with guns were waiting. As if they were robots, they all aimed their guns at me at the same time. "There's no use, escape attempts are futile," the one in the middle shouted at me.
I froze, unsure if I should just give myself up or not. I glanced quickly at my new surroundings before forcing myself to bolt for the side of the building. Luckily, expecting me to admit defeat, they hesitated to shoot me which gave me just a little more time to disappear behind the building; every second counted for me and could decide my fate.
I began to try and loose them, I turned a right without tripping or falling. I began rushing in between buildings and into large crowds. Luckily, my mind was able to think up a simple strategy; the farther they are from me, the more they have to search, the more time I have to find my way out of the city. Soon they lost me, hopefully for a little bit.
I continued to look around to find my way out, but I still stuck with the normal strategy of hiding in large crowds. After a little bit, I started feeling even more dizzy and my whole body was aching from all the running; I decide I must've been in the pod for at least a week. I rushed out of the current crowd and started running through allies.
Soon, the outside rocky surface of New Vestoria came into view. I made a run for it, it was easy to because security was still telling the guards that I was still on the loose. I still didn't stop running until I became too weak from bolting around and the effects of that dose to run any longer.
At first I thought I was safe, mainly because I was pretty far away from the city, then i heard the revving engines behind me. With quick thinking, I found and slipped into a fissure that was right below a small opening, like really small cave; good thing it was big enough to fit me inside plus I hadn't eaten anything for at week or two. The bad thing about it was I had to curl up into a ball, most of my body was on my hurt arm, and I was forcing myself to be quiet.
The noise got louder and louder until they finally arrived, most went farther while a few stayed behind and began to search.
"Those guys are idiots, the kid was drugged and stuck in a containment unit for a week in a half; he could only dream of getting just this far, let alone farther," one guy muttered to himself as he went to check something on Shun's right.
I bit my lip hard, my heart was pounding and my arm was killing me. As risky as it was, I began to move so my arm wouldn't hurt that much. Rocks started to rumble as I moved, I froze when I got into the more comfortable position.
Another guard looked up from one spot he was looking then walked over to my hiding spot. I held my breath and ducked my head before freezing in place. The could hear his breathing and feel his eyes stare into the crevasse. Even thought I couldn't see his stare, I could feel it wanting me to make movement, but I refused. I heard him move away, by that time I was staying still and breathing small breaths. I heard the revving again after a twenty minutes before everything became quiet. I still stayed in my hiding place and peered out for any vestals or enemies, as if I knew something would come searching for me again.
Up in the sky, after a couple minutes, I saw a shooting star. It seemed to be getting closer and closer by the second. That's exactly was had happened. It landed about a couple meters away from me, I couldn't help but watch curiously. Then I saw, out a part of the ground I didn't even know was a small opening, a small sphere come out. It had a dull glow to it, I wasn't even sure if it was a bakugan or not.
"Wolvinoid! Brother, where are you? Are... you here?" a soft and feminine voice spoke. Another floating sphere came to the glowing one, this one didn't have a glow.
"I am here, sister," the other, called Wolvinoid, spoke with a more masculine voice but was quiet as well.
"There is no hope for our kind without vestal or human help," the glowing one spoke.
"I know, which only leaves us with one option, since most vestals wouldn't accept to actually save our race," Wolvinoid commented, "We would have to use both our strengths to make it to Earth."
Hearing that, I slipped out of my hiding spot just a bit.
"I agree since Drago has the core, we can work with borrowing some of the energy and using it to get to Earth," the other spoke.
"Alright then, Wolvrus, we should be able to open a portal that can stay open on this side for a couple minutes," Wolvinoid spoke.
I inched out a great deal this time, I remembered something somebody told me two years ago, "I think Wolvrus is a bakugan with lots of luck, because I found her the morning after shooting star hit and every time I needed help she was able to help me. She can be mysterious, but I think she may just be a bakugan that brings people hope if nothing else."
I inched the rest of the way out as they both glowed. A small sphere, smaller than the bakugan themselves, appeared in front of both of them before transforming into a beam of light, shooting out a little ways. It seemed to hit nothing, but it began to open a blue circular portal. Both of them flew in, by the time they did disappear into the portal, it began to close.
I staggered to my feet, my head was spinning while my body wanted to collapse right at that spot but I jogged over, took a deep breath, then jumped into the portal. I waited for only a couple minutes before the entrance appeared. By the time I was sent out of the vortex that lead to New Vestoria, the two bakugan were out of sight. The portal itself disappeared the moment my feet hit the ground.
I was sure the planet was Earth thought, the trees that surrounded me were familiar and there was one white crescent moon in the sky. I was out of the Vestal's grasp.
I staggered through the forest with wobbly legs, my whole body was probably shaking. The truth is, I had no idea where I was going; so the only solution I could think of was wandering. After about eight minutes, my legs buckled and I fell down onto the forest floor. I felt woozy and dazed, my mind drawing a complete blank, I was barely able to grasp that I had exceeded my limits and the drug and exhaustion was finally taking its toll and dragging me into unconsciousness. I guess the worst thing was that I couldn't do anything to stop it. As my vision was beginning to fade, I had no last thoughts or bursts of strength which left me to wait for the darkness to take me. Slowly, I did begin to loose consciousness. It felt long but the last bit of strength that was keeping me awake was drifting away. When it finally left me; I was out cold.
Shun: You realize you seem to start stories about me passing out sometime in the chapter.
Wolfi: O-O Really?
Wolfi: Anyway. ^^ Wanna find out what happens next? Then please review! :3