The End Of All Hope? Part II
Brandi sat on his sister's lawn sobbing as he watched the paramedics wheel Keenai's cold, lifeless form from the apartment. "Why, why?!" He asked to no one in particular.
Abby watched the bunny carefully, tears brimming her eyes. "I will miss you, old friend." She whispered, slowly fading from view. A light crunching could be heard, footprints forming in the frosty grass... But there was no one there making them, or was there. The now invisible arctic fox kneeled down next to Brandi, whispering into his ear, "It's okay, I'm right here." She said, fading back into view.
He jumped in shock as the fox, an old friend revealed herself. "Gha! Wha-what are you doing here?" Brandi stammered, looking surprised.
"Police scanner, I overheard your call."
"So I'm not the only one that's still paranoid from the war... You know that we're the only survivors left?" He whimpered, looking worried.
Abby blinked, confusion flickering in her eyes. "What do you mean?"
Letting out a great sigh, Brandi began to narrate his dream, from beginning to waking up. Tears began to flow from his eyes again, this time less powerfully, but with much more emotion.
Abby, not giving him time to say anything more after finishing the story picked the femboi up and carried him to her car fireman's carry style. "We need to get help, now!" She stated firmly, a look of both worry and confusion covering her whole body. The canine shakily got behind the wheel of her Mazda and hit the accelerator, not having shut it off when she arrived. "Is there anyone you know that could help?"
"Ummm... Only person I can think of is Nightshade, as he trained with Gauge in his combat classes." Brandi murmured, sinking into his seat further and further, the pain of Keenai's death numbing him.
"Well, where is he!" She roared over the howl of the wind rushing through her black and pink convertible.
The bunny blinked, realizing he had left out the location. "Ummm... Downtown, E quadrant, fifth level." Brandi said with a sigh, he still remembered his ex-boyfriend's address. Finally snapping out of his stupor, the Lagomorph grinned, glad to be back in the action. "A.J., hit it."
"Hehehe, now that's the Bunnyboi I know and love!" She shouted with glee, stamping the accelerator into the composite plate beneath it.
Behind them, the dual turbine hydrogen engine spun wildly, emitting a high pitched whine, revving at speeds it hasn't hit since the battle over Tokyo.
Brandi sat up in his seat, the look of determination on his face almost stone like. If this was his destiny, then so be it, for he will fight till it kills him. He lay back, ripping off the hair band and letting his long hair flow. The long strands like flowing veins of silver, the tips like whispy tropical flowers. "God it's good to be back."
Abby nods, her hair tied back. Loose strands still managed to follow suit, the red highlights like liquid rubies. "It's good to be back, but it's sad that we have to be back... We all thought that Tokyo would be our last battle, and we were wro-" The vixen stops short, swerving the speeding super car violently to avoid a large group of Defensors waiting in ambush. "Oh look, we've got company already." She says coolly, reaching under her seat and grabbing a bracelet similar to the one on Brandi's wrist.
"Hehehe, just like old times... Do the weapon systems still work, I know we took some heavy damage last time!" He asks, hitting the small button on the bracelet. Two gold rings formed around his middle, one moving to the top, the other moving to the bottom.
Slowly a black bodysuit former, over this a pink and green miniskirt and matching bikini top, this bunny knew how to fight in style. On each wrist were gauss cannons, not unlike Louisa's arrow launchers. On each hip were Shira's combat blades, each ten inches long. On his back? Kasey's mighty sword the Flameberge. Nothing from Keenai but a helmet.
Abby continued driving, not having switched over to her combat form yet. Sneaking a peek at Brandi, she immediately stopped the car. "Whoa! What happened to your rifle?" She asked, looking his battle armor over. "It's all different... Not even the same armor..." She trailed off with a gasp at spotting Shira's blades. "My god... The weapons of fate... They're the weapons of the fallen warriors."
He stands up, nodding solemnly. "Give me your bracelet."
She passes it to him, looking rather confused. "What are you doing?"
Not responding, Brandi encloses the gold bracelet in his paws and begins to hum. After a few moments he opens up his paws, the bracelet now had two green stripes running down the edges. "I have a feeling your old combat gear won't be helpful... Try not to lose it." He says with a wink, tossing the bracelet back to the fox and leaping out of the car, reaching behind and drawing Flameberge in one swift motion. The black and pink helmet had gone flying into the air as he took the leap, but it somehow managed to land right where it belonged. "Hehehe, I'm liking this."
A.J. tenaciously hid behind the car, hitting the button as soon as she was hidden from view. A few moments later she stepped out of hiding, in a white bodysuit, gray, white and green miniskirt and a black and green breastplate. Her helmet matched Brandi's in style, but the visor was black instead of his ice blue and the coloration matched her breastplate. Drawing her dual katanas, she grinned beneath her helmet. "Let's do this!"
The moment she had said this, Brandi leaped into the air again, resheathing the massive sword on his back. "Time to test out my new guns." He said, landing with a great ground shattering thud. "Which one of you bugs is first?!"
Abby landed behind him, her landing soft and quiet, she was a stealth fighter. "We have movement to our left!" She shouted, pointing.
A skunk in all black clothing slunk through the shadows as best he could, armed with only a pistol. "Please tell me this is who I think it is..." He says, looking over the car he had his behind in the parking garage.
The first Defensor in line lifted its cannon, slowly charging it as the massive wolf like beast aimed at Brandi. A high whirring could be heard coming from the cannon.
Leaping into the air from behind Brandi, A.J. landed on top of the beast, shoving both blades into its back, twisting the black blades with a grunt. The gigantic tank sized cannon fell off the wolffish creature's back with a loud thud, cracking the concrete. "My my, it seems you've lost your gun." She says as the ghastly beast slowly sunk to the ground with a whimper. The vixen then looks around, realizing that in that time, she had been surrounded. "Oh shit..."
-to be continued-