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Post by Zeke Baxter on Jul 13, 2009 18:08:00 GMT -5
Zeke stepped out of his father's house, sighing. His dad had been forcefully ejected from Z and landed on his spine, paralyzing him from the waist down. There was no way his dad could enter anymore tournaments. He took slow steps across the street to his dad's hangar and pulled his key out. The door made it's clicking noises and swung open. He stepped in and looked up at Z, smiling.
He climbed up the ladder to the entryway and jumped in the cockpit. His fingers danced across the control panel and he smiled. Soon, a black and white suit came into view. He quickly entered the changing room his uncle installed behind the cockpit. His father's suit fit him perfectly. Soon, Zeke's voice said, "Alright Z, how ya feelin'?" Z roared gladly and soon the giant door opened and before Z ran out without a single control from Zeke.
Zeke began having a small panic attack and eventually got Z to calm down. He peered out the window and realized he had no idea what city he was in. He ejected from the cockpit and stepped down, telling Z to wait. As Zeke walked away, he smiled, knowing Z would never be stolen, as Z refused to cooperate with anyone he didn't know (i.e. Zeke, his father and his uncle). Zeke looked around, trying to find out where he was, so that he could return home.
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