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I do have Alkanphel as Rhia's dad. What gave you the idea that I was deviating from that?

I couldn't ingore advice from a guy like you even if I tried or wanted to. A tri loom is used for making shawls. Mine is 7 feet long with 1/4 spacings between the pegs on the long rail and 1/8 spacings on the two side rails with the right angle. This is my first real loom (I've been using cardboard looms for smaller projects), but the basics of weaving is pretty much the same. The spacing between the pegs (or nails) is determined by how thick the thread/yarn you're using; the smaller the thread/yarn the smaller the spacing and vice versa. It's easy and cheap to make. I have to agree with you, hand made stuff is the best. Wait, what? You've done chainmail before! Awesome dude!

....Oops... Sorry about that. I'm working on a tri loom (a loom in the shape of a right triangle). Yesterday I realized that the nails I bought for being used as pegs to wrap the yarn around were too long to use. Today was just another boring day at school. Algebra 2: just take notes and go on with the assignment. CBA (computer buisness applacation): take open book tests on the computer over Office program lessons. Art 3&4: I and my art 4 classmates were either finishing up our oil paint still life, or we were working on our foreshortened pose assignment while the art 3 kids worked on their weird self portrait of whatever color schemes they chose. Art 3 and Art 4 are combined because of how small the classes are and they're composed of Juniors and Seniors. The art teacher is a hoot and she is easily the most favored teacher in the entire school. The funniest things tend to happen in art class with her (or with one of the random students in the class). Right now I'm just sitting at my desk, waiting for dad to get home with the right nails for my loom project while I try to type up some new ideas for my fanfics. Is this better Ryuki?

I'm partly done with one of my big projects, I just need to get the right nails to finish it tomorrow or so. Other than that it's been a lazy day today. I'm pretty boring aren't I?

Well, I've never done a blog before so this'll be a first for me. I just got done watching the Evangelion movie and now I have an image of Rhia going out of control like Eva-1 did while going up against the Fourth Angel. I'll have to draw it or write it down; it's cool and scary at the same time.

Awesome story! I demand more!

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Yay! Thank you! I loved the part where Kenji catches Renzi off guard

For me it's a three way tie between Amniculus, Purgstall, and Alkanphel. I chose Sin because he has a little more brains than Purgstall and he's protected Shinjiku as best he could.

Yes, same colors as Alkanphel.

Are you going to post more of the story? I really love the way it's going and I want to read more of it.

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Sorry for not reposting it guys. The web site's doing something weird with the order of the chapters when I try to upload them. Never mind. Here's a summarized discription of her Zoalady form: similar to Alkanphel's form, except her hair becomes long think locks of varying lenght, three of her seven Zoacrystals are in her abdomen,and there's a crystal like armor formation on her feminine chest area. Is that helpful? I might have a picture of her on my deviantArt gallery if you need it, but it's not in color.

Can anyone make a picture or drawing of my character Rhia's battle form? Every time I try to draw her in battle form she doesn't...well, look the way I imagine her.

Got around to editing and converting my story thus far finally. Enjoy the story! Prolouge.htm Ch1.htm Ch2.htm Ch3.htm Ch5.htm Ch6.htm

After this chapter, I'll start editing and posting the story in the Fan Creations section. Chapter 11 Sin Amniculus walked in on a moment between Rhiannon and Purgstall. It was almost odd to see the two so close to each other; Rhia usually kept her distance with people in general except Alkanphel. “Excuse me,” he said and they both looked at him. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything, but Dr. Barcas has requested to see us both, Purgstall.” “Very well,” Purgstall gave Rhia a friendly smile and said, “Do try and stay optimistic today.” “I will,” she promised and he left with his friend to meet with the elder Zoalord. Looking for a quiet place where she would be undisturbed by anyone, Rhia kept track of Amniculus, Purgstall, and Barcas. She had settled herself in a stairwell by the time they had begun their conversation. “You have settled…” Dr. Barcas said; Rhia sensed some sort of dread in the elder’s mind. “Doctor Barcas, what is the matter?” Purgstall asked. “I never meant to talk to anyone about this…but under the circumstances, I feel I have no other choice.” “Doctor?” Sin remained silent; Rhia could sense his concern along with Purgstall’s. “Sin…Purgstall… Before I tell you this, you must swear to me that when the time comes, you will stand to defend our lord, Alkanphel, no matter what…” “But why ask us this?” Sin finally spoke. “He knows our loyalty is unshakeable. And that is absolute, I swear it…no matter what happens, my allegiance to Alkanphel will never waver!” “And neither will mine, and that is a fact!” Purgstall swore. And with that, the elder began his tale. Centuries ago, he had been an average human reaching the end of his life. He was aboard a merchant vessel sailing to the New World that was Brazil, and on that journey did fate call upon the old man. The ship had been devoured by a vortex and all hands were lost except him. He awoke on an island and immediately encountered strange creatures of monstrous sizes and creatures of mythology. He ran and ran until he stumbled upon a paved road. He began to follow it, as though a voice were telling him to do so. It lead him up a mountain where he saw that indeed he was on an island, and it was surrounded by vortexes. He continued to follow the road until he found a massive temple. None of the inhabitants came close to the ancient structure, but that did not stop the old man from entering it. Pictures of the creatures decorated the walls within the temple, then the old man came across a picture of a powerful being. He would not know who it was until he came to the room where the voice was calling him to. Inside the room was a pod, and in that pod was Alkanphel. He really is old, Rhia thought. He is the first Zoalord, created by the Advents themselves! Barcas continued with his tale, telling Sin and Purgstall how the eleven Zoacrystals that would be used to create the rest of the Zoalords were made and that he was given the task to find those Zoalords worthy to receive that power. Then, one year there was a change in Alkanphel’s metabolism, and his appearances became less frequent until he disappeared for an entire year. Barcas went to Silha, Alkanphel’s home, to find Alkanphel on the floor of the temple in a near death state. Nothing would wake him from the coma, and to this day their lord suffers from these hibernations and they have been increasing in length over time. I have to wonder if the Advents have something to do with this illness he suffers, she wondered when Barcas was done and the meeting between the three had ended. Barcas soon left, leaving the two loyal Zoalords to ponder what he had told them. Sin decided to stay in Japan to help Purgstall if the Gigantic appeared again. Rhia paid little attention to those two; she was paying more attention to Barcas, whom was searching for her. You know you can just call me and I’ll come, she told him through their mental link as Zoalords. I know, and I know that you were eavesdropping on the meeting, he said annoyed. Your telepathy may be a gift, but there are times I wished you didn’t have it. You and me both, she said. It is a gift in a way; it helps rat out traitors like the Zoalord that has taken an interest in the Guyver. Eh? Who is it? Kurumegnic, the sexist bastard. Has he insulted you again? Yes, the ball-less git has insulted me again. If he does become a traitor, oh I would gladly tear out his Zoacrystal after I toss him around like a rag doll. Barcas shivered in surprise at the malice in her voice. Do you hate him that much? Yes. Barcas sighed. This was also something he hated about Rhia that he often pointed out: she was predictable and unpredictable. Predictable because she was a adolescent and would naturally hate sexists like Kurumegnic. Unpredictable because she kept her thoughts to herself and no one could tell what she was thinking or planning most of the time; her behavior didn’t fall into a pattern like most teens in this era. Then again, she wasn’t born entirely human and possibly had to remain unpredictable in order to survive. All the same: it was a dangerous combination for she could ‘throw’ a person off about her personality and behavior at a moments notice. Do I have to return to Arizona with you? she asked, changing the subject. No, he said without hesitation. You’re almost done with your training; it would be pointless to keep you there when you are needed in your home land. Very well then, she cut off their mental link and left the stairwell.

Ch 10: To Rhias disappointment, Dr. Barcas mentally overheard her excitement to test her powers on the Guyvers and forced her to return to the Arizona base in North America. They had one hell of an argument that made the three other Zoalords in the base teleport away before the foundation began to shake. In the end, about an hour or so latter, Barcas had to mentally command her to return to Arizona. It became apparent that Alkanphel and Barcas were the only ones who could give her commands that she could not disobey. Now, a few weeks later, she laid on her bed in her quarters in the Arizona base, and she realized how rash she had been at the time. It was a good thing Barcas saw that, or she might have gone against Alkanphels orders and gotten herself injured or killed. Its like I hit puberty all over again, she thought. It took her several days to return to her calm and collected mind. She apologized to Barcas about the fight and he told her what he found in her blood work. Youre body is going through another stage of growth, he told her. In short, your body is reaching sexual maturity. Are you sure about that? she asked. I really cant afford to be attracted to men or have any men chase after me with whats going on in Japan and here in America. Theres no time for that nonsense. I have to agree with you there, but that is whats happening in your body, Rhiannon. The only way to avoid such trivial problems is for you to control yourself. I might be able to find a way to decrease your pheromones during those times, but it will be up to you to control your emotions. Do you understand? I understand, that was the end of that conversation. Since then, she stayed in her quarters. When she went to the training grounds, she observed the reactions of the lesser male Zoanoids and male humans around her. They all appeared to be attracted to her; the humans more than the Zoanoids. When they tried to approach her, she reminded them that the time was inappropriate and they snapped out of their trance. She did her best to distance herself from the men as she sparred with a Hyper Zoanoid. She was glad that the Hyper Zoanoids didnt succumb to her pheromones as much as the underlings around them and they were proving to be rather trustworthy body guards while she trained. There were a total of five Hyper Zoanoids present, and each of them took turns sparring with her. The other four that didnt spar with her at the time kept the underling Zoanoids and humans away from the area. After an hour of this, she took a break. I hope Barcas will find some sort of solution soon, she thought. Ive heard of love spells, but this is ridiculous. Got something on your mind, Little Miss? one of the Hyper Zoanoids asked. He was the robust, power house of the five that sparred with her, and judging from his black hair and predominant cheekbone, he was probably of Native American descent. Just agitated by the attention Im getting from the normal Zoanoids and humans, she said. I really cant afford such nonsense at a time like this, especially with all the havoc Zeuss Thunder is causing here in America. Sometimes you just need to ignore those things, he said. Itll pass soon enough. Just humor them until they regain their minds. Easier said than done, especially with this many men around. Just hang in there. Something touched her mind and she heard Dr. Barcas, Rhiannon, the Council has been summoned to Japan. Drop whatever youre doing and come with me. Several hours later and a flight over the battle scarred Tokyo, Rhia sat with the Council in the meeting hall in Cloud Gate. Lord Purgstall had just finished telling them how Mirabilis had fallen at the hands of the Guyver Gigantic and now they viewed pictures of the damage done to the city. Rhia listened in silence, her rage growing at the words spoken by Purgstall and the objections made by Sin and Barcas. Suddenly, she stood and walked calmly to the doors. Miss Rhia? Caerleon said. Ive had enough, she said, keeping her voice emotionless. I cannot stand to hear this idiocy anymore. Rhiannon! Sin said surprised. From the way I see it, its common sense to protect the city under your care, even if the Guyvers were the ones attacking it. Keep such treasonous thoughts to yourself, Barcas nearly shouted. Else you might never take your place as a Zoalord. The child does prove a valid point, Dr. Barcas, the other old Zoalord, Kahn, said. Lord Alkanphel would want us, his Zoalords, to protect the regions entrusted to us, but never to pursue the Guyvers. We can drive them off, we just cannot kill them. Im surprised, Kurumegnic said, with an evil smile on his dark face. None of you see the poison in her words, the words spoken by a woman no older than sixteen. Rhia glared at him; the tips of her ears burned red as her anger reached its limits. How do we know shes on our side anyway? he continued. For all we know, she might sympathize Guyver 1, or to her, Sho Fukamachi. She might tear off Guyver 3s head if given the chance, but Guyver 1? All women are weak at heart, including her, which could prove dangerous to our glorious plans. What gives you such ideas, Kurumegnic? Purgstall stood up, becoming angry. If our Lord Alkanphel trusts her enough to make her his heiress, then why should we have to worry about her betraying us? Or are you just accusing her because she is of the opposite sex? May I remind you all about the woman that protects Guyver 3, Shizu Onuma. How do we know that little miss Rhiannon Maaka will not turn out like her and try to protect our enemy? Rhia walked over to Sin and tapped in commands on his display screen. A news article appeared on all of their display screens: Honda Akito was charged on August 19th 1991 with the involvement of the murder of Maaka Elizabeth whose daughter, Maaka Rhiannon, was the sole survivor of the terrible traffic accident on July 31st 1990. There was a picture of the wrecked limo that had transported Rhia and her mother that night after the wreck. The limo was unrecognizable; it was a miracle that Rhiannon was standing before them alive and healthy. It was crushed like a broken accordion; the windows were shattered, one door was missing, and the drivers cabin was crushed. My mother and the driver were killed, she said. Do you honestly think I could spare any sympathy to anyone that takes the lives of innocent civilians after what happened to my mother? She stalked away, leaving the ten Zoalords to digest this new piece of information. I had no idea… Rentsi said in shock. I think this proves that Lady Rhia is not weak, Waferandos said. Alkanphel said that her mother was dead, but I never asked how she died, Sin said in a low voice they had never heard from him before now. No wonder why shes so withdrawn… Purgstall walked, swiftly, to the door. Where are you going? Sin asked. To find Rhia, he replied before disappearing into the hallway. It didnt take him long to find Rhia. All the Zoanoids were avoiding the area she was at, which was on the same level as the meeting hall. She was staring out the window overlooking the destruction wrecked upon Tokyo, silent tears streaming down her face. Her sapphire eyes were glazed with sorrow. This was the first time Purgstall had ever seen Rhia cry. He walked up close to her, without drawing attention to himself. Rhia? he said gently and she spun around. Hello Purgstall, she said, wiping away her tears with no success. I didnt expect to see you so soon. Rhia, he said in the same gentle tone. Im sorry that you had to put up with all of that. You should not have had to revisit those memories. I am use to unkindness, she said. Ever since I was very little, I have been an outcast among my family and my peers; my only friends were my mother and the driver and his family. I guess Honda saw to it that you were miserable? he asked. Yes. He hated me with a passion because I was abnormal, she gazed off into space. Not that it matters anymore, but I still remember the treatment I got everyday until Alkanphel took me in as his heiress. Nor should you forget it, he said and clasped her right shoulder with his hand. It was cruel the way you were treated back then, but now it is the past. Learn what you can from it and move on. It is what Alkanphel has been trying to get into your skull the past few months. She was silent for a moment then she said, Youre right. Its hard not to think of the accident, but I need to concentrate and better control myself in the future. That I have no doubt you will. Im proud of you, Rhia, he told her through their mental link. Thank you, her mental voice was almost a whisper and Purgstall knew she was ready.

Chapter 9 There was only the pain. The pain numbed all her senses aside from her thoughts. It felt as though a thousand fire ants were stinging her constantly and a few had managed to crawl under her skin. She couldn’t feel anything else except the pain. She could only wait… And wait… The first thing Rhia noticed was that the machines monitoring her vitals were far too loud. Then she noticed that the rest of her senses were jacked up as well. She smelled all the chemicals in the room, and she could feel every thread in the bed cloth under her fingertips. “How is this possible?” she heard Purgstall say, for he was in the room with Imakarum, Barcas, and Sin. All four of them deeply concerned and curious about Rhiannon. “By all means, this shouldn’t have happened at all!” “I have been wondering that myself,” the old doctor said. “Apparently there is more to this child that even Lord Alkanphel didn’t know.” “Even Lord Alkanphel didn’t anticipate this?” Sin asked. “It’s not surprising in the least, when you think of it,” Imakarum said. “None of us know much about her aside that we all met her on or after X-day, and I hardly doubt that her blood work is in the computer data yet. Alkanphel might know her full history, but he’s not ken on sharing it with me.” She opened her eyes slowly, but didn’t move. She was on her left side facing away from the four Zoalords. “Really?” Purgstall sounded surprised. “He said that if that knowledge became common amongst the Zoalords, then her life would be in greater danger than if she were to remain an enigma.” “So, we’ll have to trust our Lord about this until the time is right?” Sin asked. “I don’t know,” Imakarum said. “As I said before: he’s not ken about revealing certain things concerning Rhia, even to me. I’m not sure if even she knows about this too.” Why can’t they just say what they’re talking about? she thought irritably and looked at her hand. Her heart began to beat like a jack hammer. Her skin had turned to a gold color and hard brown skin covered her knuckles. Five gravity orbs protruded from her palm. She sat up and only then did the other Zoalords notice that she was awake. “Dr. Barcas,” she said, noticing a change in her voice, “what am I?” For a moment, he didn’t say anything. She could sense that he was trying to figure out what he could tell her, and it was difficult to decide since he was acting under Alkanphel’s orders to not reveal anything of her unless it was unavoidable. Finally, he said, “You’re the only half-breed Zoalord in existence.” Her BS radar went off. “How in the hell is that even possible?” she asked. “I don’t have a Zoacrystal--” “Yes, you do have one,” the old man interjected, “or I should say seven crystals.” Rhia blinked three times. “Huh?” “There is a mirror not too far from you if you want to look at yourself,” Sin said. She got out of the bed and walked over to the mirror above a large sink. She had to admit: her Zoaform was kind of cool. Her hair was now twenty thick locks and each layer of locks varied in length; the longest locks came down to her knees and the shortest reached the back of her neck. Her eyes were completely white, and a giant, smooth Zoacrystal occupied the middle of her forehead. There were three more Zoacrystals in her chest and three in her abdomen. Various gravity orbs protruded from various places on her body. Her breasts were covered by some sort of crystal formation, but she thought it was a tad revealing since it resembled a bikini top. “Well, what do you think?” Purgstall asked. “I like it,” she said, “but I have to wonder what these thick locks are meant for.” Barcas walked up to her and touched one of the locks. A jolt of electricity shot through his fingers and he jumped back out of instinct. The skin that had made contact had been burned. “Didn’t expect that,” Rhia said with a smile. “That’ll certainly come in handy in a fight.” She ran her hand through her locks of hair and didn’t get electrocuted. Sparks emitted from the locks that she had moved as they rubbed together and generated more electricity. She smiled; she was going to have fun with her newly awakened powers, even if she was part Zoalord. --- Sorry about the long wait. School's been busy, especially band.

Oh heck yeah! Thanks Cannibal!

Chapter 8 Quit being so afraid, Rhia, Barcas grunted when Rhia turned her head away while he was taking five blood samples from her. You try having a fear for needles, she shot back. Then get over it, he said and she remained silent for the remainder of the blood taking. He didnt tell her why he was taking blood, but he had a feeling that she knew anyway. She could eavesdrop on any conversation, private or top secret, without them knowing, and it agitated the old doctor when she knew things she wasnt suppose to know yet. She was still considered a child in his eyes, despite how mature she was for her age. The girl possibly might know more about all the Council members than she let on, which might prove useful if there were to be anymore traitors aside from Guyot. The only exception to this was Alkanphel; he was the only one that was able to shield his mind from her. Well, thats it. You can look now, he said when he took the last sample from her. She unrolled her sleeve and remained silent as Barcas left the room. He knew she was expecting the worst from the test. She was the only known half breed in existence, so more than likely the odds were against her surviving for more than a few more years. He only did this for Alkanphel. Barcas, am I suppose to have a head splitting headache? he heard Rhiannons thoughts and the connection had been cut off almost immediately after that. He tried to contact her, but it was like shouting into empty space with his mind. She was unconscious again. He alerted the scientists in charge of monitoring her and left them to tend to her. He soon regretted that decision. He was analyzing her DNA sequencing minutes later when one of the scientists contacted him. Doctor Barcas, you need to come see this, the human said, apparently shocked. Rhiannon is-- Im on my way, he said and left his work. ---- Wow, this turned out shorter than I thought it would.

Does anyone have images of Alkanphel's Zoalord form?

Okay, it's a keeper then. Thank you both!

I'm a Godzilla fan, and my brother is an even bigger fan of Godzilla (he has the original VHS movies).

Chapter 7 You need to make your voice more firm when giving orders, Rhia, Purgstall told her again. Three months had passed since she had begun her training. Every day Purgstall would give Rhia command over Cloud Gate while he observed her giving commands and overseeing Zoanoid production. Each session grew longer and longer until he gave her command for an entire week. She had done perfectly well with the task, and Purgstall had even given her a rare complement. Yet, she still felt that she wasnt ready to take the position of the commanding ranks. I know, she replied again. I just wished I knew why my voice is breaking so much lately. Its probably nothing to worry about, he said and looked down at one of the computer screens, and it appears that you have a message. Do you want to get it or should I? Ill get it, he opened it and quickly said, Drop what your doing and come! The Council has been summoned to the Dead Sea. What!? Are you serious? she jumped up and followed Purgstall to the helipad several floors below the command center. There was no helicopter. Out of curiosity: how the heck are going to get there? He grabbed her arm and her question was answered. They teleported from Cloud Gate to the Dead Sea. Right on time, Amniculus told them before Rhiannon fell to the ground. She still hasnt gotten use to teleporting? Are you well, Rhia? Purgstall asked her. Youve never had this problem before. It appears that the girl is still a weakling, they heard Kurumegnic. Rhia? What? Has she fainted now? he continued to mock her. How childish. Amniculus knelt next to her and checked her pulse. Somethings wrong. Her hearts beating too fast. At this, Barcas rushed over and confirmed what Amniculus said. Then he rolled her on her back and they all saw her eyes change color. She missed the launch of Cronos pride project and creation, the Ark. It took her several hours to come out of unconsciousness, then she overheard Barcas and Alkanphels conversation. I warned you that a half breed child would possibly be unstable, the old man said. Then run tests and confirm if she really is falling apart, the Supreme Commander said. If she is, then put her in the optimization tank before its too late. It may be too late already, my Lord. Just do it. I dont want to lose her; not after the hell shes been through, she heard something creep in his voice. For you, Lord Alkanphel, I will do all that I can for her, the old doctor left his lords side. Rhia retracted her mind, upset about what she heard. Barcas had called her a half breed. It sure as heck explained why she was so different, but what did that mean? Was she an experiment? If she really was falling apart, then why would Alkanphel want her alive so much? At least he knows that I have feelings, she thought darkly. She rolled over to her side and thought, If I was an experiment, what was I meant for? Was I meant to heal him somehow? She had healed in a matter of minutes after being shot in the abdomen, so it would make sense if she had other abilities aside from her telekinesis. Now the question became: what could she really do? A scientist was close by, monitoring Rhias heart rate and thought waves. He was loyal to Cronos, but, like his colleagues, he was injected with the virus that insured loyalty to Cronos. He didnt need the vaccine any time soon, so he wouldnt notice anything if she were to kill some of the virus. She reached out to him, and he didnt notice her mind brush against his. She isolated a cluster of the virus and killed the cells. The scientist still didnt notice a thing. Rhia felt a vast sum of her energy be drained from the process and remembered that a majority of things were affected by distance, like teleporting. She put him to sleep and got out of the bed she had laid on. She noticed he had bandages on his hand and arm; he had burned himself recently. She ran her finger from the back of the bandaged hand and ran it up to the edge of the burn up his forearm. This time she didnt feel exhausted from the effort. The scientist stirred and she hurried back to her bed. He didnt know she had been up, and he didnt notice that his burn no longer pained him. When he finally did realize that his burn was gone, Rhia couldnt help smiling out of satisfaction and trying not to laugh at him going bonkers over a vanished burn. Well that made my day, she thought, covered her face with a thin sorry excuse of a pillow, and laughed. --- Should I keep this or rewrite this chapter?

I honestly don't know. I think I'll have to do that later in the story somewhere.