Post by ♪ Dark Nite Sunset ♪ on Aug 20, 2015 9:21:08 GMT
There have been at least two acts of selflessness and heroism in Tracks' past. He helped people everywhere he went since he was seven to now. Never faltering despite all odds. He has gained a small reputation of sorts outside of Yugure for his work, one he does not take in vain.
These are both deprived from numerous ideas merged into one piece of Tracks'
backstory! Please dun' hate me >n<
The second story is also kind of sketchy. I like it and I want it to be able to be canon but I dunno I'd like more opinions on it DX
The Crimelord
It was dark, and cold old. Murky too. Clouds covered the sky as thunder rang from the sky at random intervals, the rain fell nearly like stones as Tracks stood on the brick path just outside of a village being terrorized by this small gang, one Tracks had single-handedly took apart one by one. Opposite from him was a large, larger than Tracks, lion. They had silver fur, with black bolt like strips on their back, gleaming light blue eyes, and large fangs to match. Every breath they made was accompanied by a chilling puff of ice cold frost.
They encircled eachother. Glaring at eachother. "You can still run away now, you know. You may have scared my lackies off, but I can always get more." The lion said, growling, and Tracks clenched his fangs. "You think I'm just going to let you continue to terrorize these people?! No way! This ends here, and now!!" Tracks roared back, it was enough to make the lion stop.
"Very well... I'll grant your death wish, dog!" The lion snarled, the slits in Tracks eyes narrowed as the blood pumped through his body in anticipation as they bolted to the left, then to the right, a bristling gust of frost shooting for Tracks. Tracks rolled out of the way, although it nipped his left hind-leg, he let a yelp as it was nearly frozen solid. He melted it with his body heat, and looked to where the Lion was, only to see the lion in front of him. They roared and swung a forepaw. Tracks ducked, and swooped under them, from behind them, as they whipped around, Tracks jumped back and blasted a fireball that, although weakened by the immense rain, made contact and sent the lion forward a ways. They grunted in pain, and whirled around, in a deeper anger than before.
They rushed forward, rushing Tracks. Tracks backed away quickly as he then jumped to the left, the lion was unable to turn in their rush, allowing Tracks to pelt them with three more weakened fireballs that knocked them down onto their side. Tracks ran to try to attack them again, and just as he had jumped to do so, the lion leaped up, landing a painful long scratch along Tracks chest, he yelped as he was knocked further into the air in a vertical arc, using the momentum gained, the lion then swung another foreclaw, slashing Tracks across the chest again, causing him to fly backwards while swirling.
Tracks smacked against the ground, tumbling onto his side. He let out a gag of blood, and shivered as he quickly got up, while the lion, cocky as ever, slowly approached. The moment Tracks was up, he launched forward.
Tracks side-stepped at the exact right moment. The lion rushed past him, and in the middle of it, he held his foreclaw out, scraping deep into the lion, and along their side, they let out a screech of pain and swerved on the muddy ground, nearly losing their balance. They attempted to recuperate, and Tracks launched forward as a long, but flickering 'rope' of fire appeared from his mouth. He whipped his head around at the lion, causing this 'fire whip' to bite and whip the Lion, they roared, one of the whips slashed upward, knocking the lion back. Tracks ran forward when this happened, and took a risky chance by charging fire into his head, and head butting the lion.
The result was a small explosion that knocked Tracks back, and the lion a few feet back onto his back. The lion slowly got up. "You... don't really think that's all it takes, do you? Stupid mixed scum!" The lion hissed, and Tracks only frowned, giving a cold glare. "Come now, don't be a hypocrite. The only scum I see here is you." Tracks teased, his frown becoming a smirk, and the lion roared in rage, they launched forward, shooting puffs of frost, and ice shards.
Tracks jumped to the right, and dodged a few ice shards that would've otherwise impaled him to rush at the lion. They blasted another ice shard which Tracks knocked away from his face, and he returned the favor with a puff of charged fire to the face, the lion roared and smacked Tracks back, he nearly lost his balance, although his shoulder felt weak, now.. and it also had another gaping scratch wound that was leaking blood like his chest was.
The Lion stumbled back, growling as one eye remained closed, likely damaged in some way as he slowly faced Tracks again. Tracks felt his vision blur for a moment, and he felt a bit weak. He was more battered than the lion was.
The lion and Tracks both moved forward. The lion was quick to shoot out an ice shard. Tracks moved, but he wasn't quick enough as it loged into his shoulder. He let out a yelp of agony, being knocked back a bit as the stinging cold burned as if it was fire itself. The lion smirked, and rushed Tracks yet again. Tracks, let out a snarl as he suddenly claws off a piece of the shard, and looked the lion in the eye. "WRONG MOVE, KITTY!" Tracks growled as he met the lion's rush by stabbing the ice shard into the lion's chest, in a non-fatal area that Tracks knew of, The lion stopped as Tracks stumbled back.
The lion slowly backed up, and collapsed. Had they passed out? With blurred vision, and a wobbly perception, Tracks slowly walked over, and stared at him from above. "I can make sure you won't hurt anyone anymore..." Tracks said, to himself, in a weak voice, as he panted. He had lost a lot of blood...
He noticed something... the way the lion was breathing... that wasn't the pattern of someone who was out cold... that was... Tracks' eyes went wide as he realized something far too late. The lion launched up, slashing Tracks up across the chest again. He gagged out blood, and the lion head butted him dead in the face, knocking him onto his back in the mud, and then onto his side. All Tracks felt was pain... Un-ending pain in every part of his body.
He glared up weakly at the Lion, who loomed over him now with deadly intent. There was only one memory he had like this... when he had been struck by lightning.
... When he had been struck by lightning! His thoughts went to his pendant... his one and only chance...
"You know... if you're going to kill me, you seem to like money, even if it's blood money..." Tracks choked out, and he lifted up his pendant, weakly. The lion snarled and snatched it with his foreclaw, yanking it off of Tracks' head.
Tracks grinned weakly as thunder started to occur, right at the right time... The lion went to say something as they raised a foreclaw, likely to finish Tracks off, and suddenly a burst of light occured. A bolt struck the necklace dead on, and it's currents rippled right into the lion. They screamed for a second, before going silent as they practically spasmed with arcs and dropped to the ground, smoking all over. Tracks, shivering in pain, and hardly able to move as it was, slowly got up... and put a paw to their neck. No pulse.
He sighed, and slowly slumped back onto his stomach, out in the middle of a thunder storm. They were dead... he had wanted to avoid this, but.. whatever it took to keep these people safe. His vision slowly faded from him. He looked up a final time, and one of the towns folk, worried and scared, had gone to see how it had turned out. They let out a yelp when they saw Tracks was still alive, and the lion... was not, and ran, to get help. Tracks gave a weak smile, and fell limp, passing out.
The Prototype: Cy-WOLF-K83
These were sick times.. Tracks had seen what these people were experimenting with. Kidnapping innocent animals to forcibly implant mechanical and cybernetical parts onto them. It was wrong, and completely disgusting! He had chased this single prototype half across the entire continent, as they had done nothing but cause trouble and death. It was their 'test run' of how well it worked for their needs. They had never factored in Tracks, although they wouldn't be able to come after him, considering how every lab he ran into he burned to the ground with whatever means he could. Chemical spills... breaking the circuitry... destroying machines... He did everything he could. They couldn't be allowed to do something like this again. He wouldn't let them destroy another creature's life like that. Never again! Not all of them were entirely destroyed, but enough every time was destroyed to prevent production and facility operation entirely.
He was now on the main carrier, the alarms were blaring and he was staring into the golden eye and gleaming blue mechanical eye of his adversary. K83. They were half wolf, half machine, but they were all homicidal. The wolf's mechanical half stomped, shaking the room and disorienting Tracks as a few things fell over. They let out a sonic roar, which further confused him, and dashed out the door, breaking it as they bolted up the stairs. Tracks shook his head as the carrier tilted for a moment, he had definitely done a lot of damage to it by messing with the boiler and engine room of the thing. They always had some sort of flaw in their design. He was fortunate enough to be able to exploit it each time to cause serious facility damage.
They were getting away, though. No. Not this time, this time, he'd finish the prototype off, once and for all. He launched himself over the broken objects and up the stairs, he soon found himself going up another flight that K83 had just left. He launched up them as fast as he could. He found himself in the bridge, now, which had been evacuated, K83 was at the seat of it, they turned around and met Tracks' glare. "Nowhere to run now, prototype..." Tracks said slowly as he approached them. K83 looked to their left and right, then the only place they had left; up. They shot a beam out from their shoulder cannon, the entire bridge went into chaos as the air turbulance got in. Tracks braced in time and wasn't entirely thrown around by it. The prototype stared at Tracks a final time, and leaped out of the hole.
Tracks would do whatever he had to do. It was shown he could puncture the metal the carrier was made of if he reinforced his claws with fire. He ran up to the hole, and with a deep breath and a lot of courage, he jumped off the control panel and latched onto the roof of the plane with his claws. He slowly stood up. Once you got out there, it wasn't that bad...
He slowly walked forward, and he got the sense to dodge, and he sidestepped. He narrowly dodged a sweeping beam from K83, who had attempted to fire from behind one of the helicopter's top fins. They walked out, and growled, taking an offensive stance. "No more running, you tool! We finish this now!" Tracks exclaimed, slowly stalking towards them. K83 let out a sonic roar that Tracks was able to cover his ears to void out, Tracks blasted a few sweeps of fire at their natural side, they dodged both sweeps with ease due to the mobility in their mobile half, they gave a grin and blasted more energy beams. Tracks dodged both of these as well.
If he got hit by one of those... that was practically it. They impaled anything they hit as far as he had seen, and he had never been hit before. So he DEFINITELY couldn't be now! K83 jumped in close, and let out a series of swipes at Tracks. Tracks ducked and dashed to the left, their natural side, and let out a sweeping blast of fire, they let out a wail of a yelp, jumping away as they drop and rolled to put it out. Tracks pounced the moment their natural side was vulnerable, but they whirled and Tracks felt the pure pain of being hit by cold metal. Their cyborg half hit him with extreme force. He tumbled back and if he had not caught himself he would've tumbeld right off the carrier. He had a new bruise on his face... ouch.. there was blood, of course, nothing was broken but man did that hurt!
Tracks slowly reacquired himself, and backed away as K83 advanced in a predatory fashion. They launched forward, Tracks jumped to the right and then to the right again. They turned on a dime and launched for him, swinging their natural half's claw. Tracks caught the slash with his own, and charged fire through his claws, they yelped in pain, as Tracks then blasted more fire right into their face. He didn't have any remorse, they were no longer who they were. They had been when he had his second encounter with K83, but they... lost themselves to the technology, like the sick delusionals in charge had wanted to happen.
Tracks jumped back as they blasted an energy beam that missed. ... It occured to him, if he could plug that hole... he'd clog up the laser and cause an explosion to happen! He backed away, positioning himself near a fin. "EY! Half-machine! Come and get me!" Tracks teased, although it hardly worked as they just glared, and went to do so at their own pace, stalking towards him instead.
Tracks blasted a few gusts of fire, and they side-stepped, they growled and blasted a few energy beams. He moved at the right moments to make the beams chip at the fin, causing the carrier to tilt a few times, and tracks digging into the metal, but it gave him two sizable chunks of metal to use for his own tactics as K83 rushed forward and swung their metal claw at him. He blasted fir einto the air on purpose, and ducked, scooping up a chunk. They growled and he met their laser gun in his face, charging. "Nice mistake, bozo." Tracks laughed as he jammed the metal piece into the barrel. They looked at it in confusion, and Tracks kicked away from them. The laser cannon went alight and exploded chatostrophically. Tracks expected that to finish K83 off, but he was wrong...
K83 was more durable than expected, just enough that... when the dust cleared, a robotic groan of a wail met him as a bloodied, rusted metal carcass of the wolf remained. A dark reactor core merged with their heart, their back left metal hindleg was missing, and the cannon was in smoulders. A part of them was on fire, and another sparking. Another smoked. The dark reactor core emitted dark energy arcs. They rushed Tracks as he was still trying to process what had happened. Tracks yelped and dashed to the right just in time to miss a deadly swipe at his neck. But, as a result, it exposed Tracks to the dark reactor core, and he let out a wail as the energy darted into his pendant, and rippled into him as a result. He stumbled back while K83 crookedly and slowly looked at him with their damaged mechanical eye, and somewhat dead natural one. They faced him while Tracks gagged, and nearly buckled over as the energy rippled through him. He felt a heavy, dark weight where his sense of fire once was.. and he felt cold. very cold...
He felt like... all this anger had for this thing... ... he'd smash it... smash it to pieces..~ Make sure it never did anything of hte sort again, then he'd see how hard he could really make the helicopter melt down and explode~! That'd teach them!
His fur slowly turned black in reaction to the dark energy, and his slits a gleaming, blazing red. Dark energy rippled through his coat, circulating around as he let out a sadistic grin. The energy had corrupted Tracks... Tracks looked at K83 as they slowly started to approach. "Ooh.. you want to go again..~? Let's do that... I'd love to.." Tracks chimed as he blasted forward with the energy at a speed so fast you think he was a robot himself as he was behind the robot, a chang was heard. The robot sturggled to turn around as another plate busted off, they stumbled, and Tracks giggled.
"Oops..~" Tracks cackled, and he turned around and slowly walked towards the prototype. "Let's try something else... How's a taste of your own medecine?" Tracks giggled, as he opened his maw and his walk slowed. Energy rippled out of nowhere into the center of the empty space, and a dark energy ball charged. K83 weakly backed away as Tracks laughed maniacally, blasting out a dark energy beam, it crashed into their shoulder, causing another explosion and a smaug cloud as they buckled over, falling onto their side as their dark energy reactor started to short circuit.
Tracks slowly walked over and grinned at the sight of this, and charged another dark energy beam, firing it down at their natural half's shoulder, torturing them further as they weakly garbled in pain. The energy charged in Tracks' claws as he giggled in a sadistic, dark tone. "Let's end our little game..~" Tracks said, and he lunged forward, the dark energy making it like cutting butter as he clawed and ripped at the mechanical half of K83. They wailed in pain, but this slowly lowered in octave to a more horrific tone. Tracks stopped at the dark energy core, and stared deep into it that he shook his head. His eyes slowly reverted from red to their green hue... "N..No..." Tracks gasped. "w-what have i.." Tracks breathed as he charged all the dark energy he could and blasted it out at the reactor, backing away as it overloaded with the energy it had lost, it went alight and exploded, dissembling K83 for good, this time. Tracks returned to his original self, and he panted.
"What... ... was that..." Tracks breathed, in horror at what he had become... what was that... ... ... at the end of the thought, Tracks decided that he never wanted to find out what had transpired, here, and it was best left to the unknown, as it'd never happen again... right..?
Tracks slowly made his way back onto the helicarrier, fightnig through any guards, and into one of the escape pods. Some of them weren't used as there were guards ordered to try to save the carrier. Sucks to be the guy who's pod he had just used. He returned to the surface from the air with the pod, the helicarrier was never reported going down, although with how much he did, he had likely scared them enough to stop... they knew him, now. He'd be watching.
These are both deprived from numerous ideas merged into one piece of Tracks'
backstory! Please dun' hate me >n<
The second story is also kind of sketchy. I like it and I want it to be able to be canon but I dunno I'd like more opinions on it DX
The Crimelord
It was dark, and cold old. Murky too. Clouds covered the sky as thunder rang from the sky at random intervals, the rain fell nearly like stones as Tracks stood on the brick path just outside of a village being terrorized by this small gang, one Tracks had single-handedly took apart one by one. Opposite from him was a large, larger than Tracks, lion. They had silver fur, with black bolt like strips on their back, gleaming light blue eyes, and large fangs to match. Every breath they made was accompanied by a chilling puff of ice cold frost.
They encircled eachother. Glaring at eachother. "You can still run away now, you know. You may have scared my lackies off, but I can always get more." The lion said, growling, and Tracks clenched his fangs. "You think I'm just going to let you continue to terrorize these people?! No way! This ends here, and now!!" Tracks roared back, it was enough to make the lion stop.
"Very well... I'll grant your death wish, dog!" The lion snarled, the slits in Tracks eyes narrowed as the blood pumped through his body in anticipation as they bolted to the left, then to the right, a bristling gust of frost shooting for Tracks. Tracks rolled out of the way, although it nipped his left hind-leg, he let a yelp as it was nearly frozen solid. He melted it with his body heat, and looked to where the Lion was, only to see the lion in front of him. They roared and swung a forepaw. Tracks ducked, and swooped under them, from behind them, as they whipped around, Tracks jumped back and blasted a fireball that, although weakened by the immense rain, made contact and sent the lion forward a ways. They grunted in pain, and whirled around, in a deeper anger than before.
They rushed forward, rushing Tracks. Tracks backed away quickly as he then jumped to the left, the lion was unable to turn in their rush, allowing Tracks to pelt them with three more weakened fireballs that knocked them down onto their side. Tracks ran to try to attack them again, and just as he had jumped to do so, the lion leaped up, landing a painful long scratch along Tracks chest, he yelped as he was knocked further into the air in a vertical arc, using the momentum gained, the lion then swung another foreclaw, slashing Tracks across the chest again, causing him to fly backwards while swirling.
Tracks smacked against the ground, tumbling onto his side. He let out a gag of blood, and shivered as he quickly got up, while the lion, cocky as ever, slowly approached. The moment Tracks was up, he launched forward.
Tracks side-stepped at the exact right moment. The lion rushed past him, and in the middle of it, he held his foreclaw out, scraping deep into the lion, and along their side, they let out a screech of pain and swerved on the muddy ground, nearly losing their balance. They attempted to recuperate, and Tracks launched forward as a long, but flickering 'rope' of fire appeared from his mouth. He whipped his head around at the lion, causing this 'fire whip' to bite and whip the Lion, they roared, one of the whips slashed upward, knocking the lion back. Tracks ran forward when this happened, and took a risky chance by charging fire into his head, and head butting the lion.
The result was a small explosion that knocked Tracks back, and the lion a few feet back onto his back. The lion slowly got up. "You... don't really think that's all it takes, do you? Stupid mixed scum!" The lion hissed, and Tracks only frowned, giving a cold glare. "Come now, don't be a hypocrite. The only scum I see here is you." Tracks teased, his frown becoming a smirk, and the lion roared in rage, they launched forward, shooting puffs of frost, and ice shards.
Tracks jumped to the right, and dodged a few ice shards that would've otherwise impaled him to rush at the lion. They blasted another ice shard which Tracks knocked away from his face, and he returned the favor with a puff of charged fire to the face, the lion roared and smacked Tracks back, he nearly lost his balance, although his shoulder felt weak, now.. and it also had another gaping scratch wound that was leaking blood like his chest was.
The Lion stumbled back, growling as one eye remained closed, likely damaged in some way as he slowly faced Tracks again. Tracks felt his vision blur for a moment, and he felt a bit weak. He was more battered than the lion was.
The lion and Tracks both moved forward. The lion was quick to shoot out an ice shard. Tracks moved, but he wasn't quick enough as it loged into his shoulder. He let out a yelp of agony, being knocked back a bit as the stinging cold burned as if it was fire itself. The lion smirked, and rushed Tracks yet again. Tracks, let out a snarl as he suddenly claws off a piece of the shard, and looked the lion in the eye. "WRONG MOVE, KITTY!" Tracks growled as he met the lion's rush by stabbing the ice shard into the lion's chest, in a non-fatal area that Tracks knew of, The lion stopped as Tracks stumbled back.
The lion slowly backed up, and collapsed. Had they passed out? With blurred vision, and a wobbly perception, Tracks slowly walked over, and stared at him from above. "I can make sure you won't hurt anyone anymore..." Tracks said, to himself, in a weak voice, as he panted. He had lost a lot of blood...
He noticed something... the way the lion was breathing... that wasn't the pattern of someone who was out cold... that was... Tracks' eyes went wide as he realized something far too late. The lion launched up, slashing Tracks up across the chest again. He gagged out blood, and the lion head butted him dead in the face, knocking him onto his back in the mud, and then onto his side. All Tracks felt was pain... Un-ending pain in every part of his body.
He glared up weakly at the Lion, who loomed over him now with deadly intent. There was only one memory he had like this... when he had been struck by lightning.
... When he had been struck by lightning! His thoughts went to his pendant... his one and only chance...
"You know... if you're going to kill me, you seem to like money, even if it's blood money..." Tracks choked out, and he lifted up his pendant, weakly. The lion snarled and snatched it with his foreclaw, yanking it off of Tracks' head.
Tracks grinned weakly as thunder started to occur, right at the right time... The lion went to say something as they raised a foreclaw, likely to finish Tracks off, and suddenly a burst of light occured. A bolt struck the necklace dead on, and it's currents rippled right into the lion. They screamed for a second, before going silent as they practically spasmed with arcs and dropped to the ground, smoking all over. Tracks, shivering in pain, and hardly able to move as it was, slowly got up... and put a paw to their neck. No pulse.
He sighed, and slowly slumped back onto his stomach, out in the middle of a thunder storm. They were dead... he had wanted to avoid this, but.. whatever it took to keep these people safe. His vision slowly faded from him. He looked up a final time, and one of the towns folk, worried and scared, had gone to see how it had turned out. They let out a yelp when they saw Tracks was still alive, and the lion... was not, and ran, to get help. Tracks gave a weak smile, and fell limp, passing out.
The Prototype: Cy-WOLF-K83
These were sick times.. Tracks had seen what these people were experimenting with. Kidnapping innocent animals to forcibly implant mechanical and cybernetical parts onto them. It was wrong, and completely disgusting! He had chased this single prototype half across the entire continent, as they had done nothing but cause trouble and death. It was their 'test run' of how well it worked for their needs. They had never factored in Tracks, although they wouldn't be able to come after him, considering how every lab he ran into he burned to the ground with whatever means he could. Chemical spills... breaking the circuitry... destroying machines... He did everything he could. They couldn't be allowed to do something like this again. He wouldn't let them destroy another creature's life like that. Never again! Not all of them were entirely destroyed, but enough every time was destroyed to prevent production and facility operation entirely.
He was now on the main carrier, the alarms were blaring and he was staring into the golden eye and gleaming blue mechanical eye of his adversary. K83. They were half wolf, half machine, but they were all homicidal. The wolf's mechanical half stomped, shaking the room and disorienting Tracks as a few things fell over. They let out a sonic roar, which further confused him, and dashed out the door, breaking it as they bolted up the stairs. Tracks shook his head as the carrier tilted for a moment, he had definitely done a lot of damage to it by messing with the boiler and engine room of the thing. They always had some sort of flaw in their design. He was fortunate enough to be able to exploit it each time to cause serious facility damage.
They were getting away, though. No. Not this time, this time, he'd finish the prototype off, once and for all. He launched himself over the broken objects and up the stairs, he soon found himself going up another flight that K83 had just left. He launched up them as fast as he could. He found himself in the bridge, now, which had been evacuated, K83 was at the seat of it, they turned around and met Tracks' glare. "Nowhere to run now, prototype..." Tracks said slowly as he approached them. K83 looked to their left and right, then the only place they had left; up. They shot a beam out from their shoulder cannon, the entire bridge went into chaos as the air turbulance got in. Tracks braced in time and wasn't entirely thrown around by it. The prototype stared at Tracks a final time, and leaped out of the hole.
Tracks would do whatever he had to do. It was shown he could puncture the metal the carrier was made of if he reinforced his claws with fire. He ran up to the hole, and with a deep breath and a lot of courage, he jumped off the control panel and latched onto the roof of the plane with his claws. He slowly stood up. Once you got out there, it wasn't that bad...
He slowly walked forward, and he got the sense to dodge, and he sidestepped. He narrowly dodged a sweeping beam from K83, who had attempted to fire from behind one of the helicopter's top fins. They walked out, and growled, taking an offensive stance. "No more running, you tool! We finish this now!" Tracks exclaimed, slowly stalking towards them. K83 let out a sonic roar that Tracks was able to cover his ears to void out, Tracks blasted a few sweeps of fire at their natural side, they dodged both sweeps with ease due to the mobility in their mobile half, they gave a grin and blasted more energy beams. Tracks dodged both of these as well.
If he got hit by one of those... that was practically it. They impaled anything they hit as far as he had seen, and he had never been hit before. So he DEFINITELY couldn't be now! K83 jumped in close, and let out a series of swipes at Tracks. Tracks ducked and dashed to the left, their natural side, and let out a sweeping blast of fire, they let out a wail of a yelp, jumping away as they drop and rolled to put it out. Tracks pounced the moment their natural side was vulnerable, but they whirled and Tracks felt the pure pain of being hit by cold metal. Their cyborg half hit him with extreme force. He tumbled back and if he had not caught himself he would've tumbeld right off the carrier. He had a new bruise on his face... ouch.. there was blood, of course, nothing was broken but man did that hurt!
Tracks slowly reacquired himself, and backed away as K83 advanced in a predatory fashion. They launched forward, Tracks jumped to the right and then to the right again. They turned on a dime and launched for him, swinging their natural half's claw. Tracks caught the slash with his own, and charged fire through his claws, they yelped in pain, as Tracks then blasted more fire right into their face. He didn't have any remorse, they were no longer who they were. They had been when he had his second encounter with K83, but they... lost themselves to the technology, like the sick delusionals in charge had wanted to happen.
Tracks jumped back as they blasted an energy beam that missed. ... It occured to him, if he could plug that hole... he'd clog up the laser and cause an explosion to happen! He backed away, positioning himself near a fin. "EY! Half-machine! Come and get me!" Tracks teased, although it hardly worked as they just glared, and went to do so at their own pace, stalking towards him instead.
Tracks blasted a few gusts of fire, and they side-stepped, they growled and blasted a few energy beams. He moved at the right moments to make the beams chip at the fin, causing the carrier to tilt a few times, and tracks digging into the metal, but it gave him two sizable chunks of metal to use for his own tactics as K83 rushed forward and swung their metal claw at him. He blasted fir einto the air on purpose, and ducked, scooping up a chunk. They growled and he met their laser gun in his face, charging. "Nice mistake, bozo." Tracks laughed as he jammed the metal piece into the barrel. They looked at it in confusion, and Tracks kicked away from them. The laser cannon went alight and exploded chatostrophically. Tracks expected that to finish K83 off, but he was wrong...
K83 was more durable than expected, just enough that... when the dust cleared, a robotic groan of a wail met him as a bloodied, rusted metal carcass of the wolf remained. A dark reactor core merged with their heart, their back left metal hindleg was missing, and the cannon was in smoulders. A part of them was on fire, and another sparking. Another smoked. The dark reactor core emitted dark energy arcs. They rushed Tracks as he was still trying to process what had happened. Tracks yelped and dashed to the right just in time to miss a deadly swipe at his neck. But, as a result, it exposed Tracks to the dark reactor core, and he let out a wail as the energy darted into his pendant, and rippled into him as a result. He stumbled back while K83 crookedly and slowly looked at him with their damaged mechanical eye, and somewhat dead natural one. They faced him while Tracks gagged, and nearly buckled over as the energy rippled through him. He felt a heavy, dark weight where his sense of fire once was.. and he felt cold. very cold...
He felt like... all this anger had for this thing... ... he'd smash it... smash it to pieces..~ Make sure it never did anything of hte sort again, then he'd see how hard he could really make the helicopter melt down and explode~! That'd teach them!
His fur slowly turned black in reaction to the dark energy, and his slits a gleaming, blazing red. Dark energy rippled through his coat, circulating around as he let out a sadistic grin. The energy had corrupted Tracks... Tracks looked at K83 as they slowly started to approach. "Ooh.. you want to go again..~? Let's do that... I'd love to.." Tracks chimed as he blasted forward with the energy at a speed so fast you think he was a robot himself as he was behind the robot, a chang was heard. The robot sturggled to turn around as another plate busted off, they stumbled, and Tracks giggled.
"Oops..~" Tracks cackled, and he turned around and slowly walked towards the prototype. "Let's try something else... How's a taste of your own medecine?" Tracks giggled, as he opened his maw and his walk slowed. Energy rippled out of nowhere into the center of the empty space, and a dark energy ball charged. K83 weakly backed away as Tracks laughed maniacally, blasting out a dark energy beam, it crashed into their shoulder, causing another explosion and a smaug cloud as they buckled over, falling onto their side as their dark energy reactor started to short circuit.
Tracks slowly walked over and grinned at the sight of this, and charged another dark energy beam, firing it down at their natural half's shoulder, torturing them further as they weakly garbled in pain. The energy charged in Tracks' claws as he giggled in a sadistic, dark tone. "Let's end our little game..~" Tracks said, and he lunged forward, the dark energy making it like cutting butter as he clawed and ripped at the mechanical half of K83. They wailed in pain, but this slowly lowered in octave to a more horrific tone. Tracks stopped at the dark energy core, and stared deep into it that he shook his head. His eyes slowly reverted from red to their green hue... "N..No..." Tracks gasped. "w-what have i.." Tracks breathed as he charged all the dark energy he could and blasted it out at the reactor, backing away as it overloaded with the energy it had lost, it went alight and exploded, dissembling K83 for good, this time. Tracks returned to his original self, and he panted.
"What... ... was that..." Tracks breathed, in horror at what he had become... what was that... ... ... at the end of the thought, Tracks decided that he never wanted to find out what had transpired, here, and it was best left to the unknown, as it'd never happen again... right..?
Tracks slowly made his way back onto the helicarrier, fightnig through any guards, and into one of the escape pods. Some of them weren't used as there were guards ordered to try to save the carrier. Sucks to be the guy who's pod he had just used. He returned to the surface from the air with the pod, the helicarrier was never reported going down, although with how much he did, he had likely scared them enough to stop... they knew him, now. He'd be watching.