AN- Hello, ShadowRebirth37 here!! What gave you guys the idea that this was a one-shot? I always say whether or not a fic is a one-shot in the summery, and I did not say this was a one-shot!! This is going to be a sizable fic, and many of the important chapters will be song fics, like chapter 3 of Fury's Core. This chapter may be a little slow, but my brain is fried from total exhaustion from school. And also, since this takes place before the incident with Ambient, Raven's name is not Raven. I am going to use his childhood name from the Zoids: Chaotic Century manga series, which is Joyce. So don't bug me about it!! Anyway, I hope you enjoy chapter 1- Stargazing!

Oh, and in this chapter, Curley will call Joyce (Raven) 'Nightsong', which is an ancient Organoid 'pack-name'. Back then wolf Organoids lived in packs and had 'pack-names', symbolic of achievements, personality, appearance, powers, and so on. Curley doesn't remember his pack-name at first, but he will later on in the chapter. His pack-name is 'Lightwing', and you will learn why he is called that in later chapters. Just wanted to clear that up.

Btw, eight years have passed since the prologue, and for those of you that aren't good with math, that means Raven, err… Joyce… is now eight years old.

.:Chapter 1- Stargazing:.

Curley yawned and blinked his ruby eyes, tired from playing all day with Joyce. The great silver Organoid was lying at the foot of Joyce's chair as he and his mom and dad ate dinner. They were chatting about some new Organoid they had excavated, one that was alive, though in status.

"If we can somehow revive this Organoid, and if it has a complete memory bank, it will give us an unprecedented look at ancient Zoidian culture and lifestyle." Joyce's father, Mr. Chen said.

"Great…" Joyce rolled his eyes, not really interested in the new Organoid. Curley snickered quietly, more a staggered growl than a true laugh. Joyce looked down at him and chuckled too, causing the great silver wolf to laugh harder.

"This is really important, Joyce, one day you'll understand." Mrs. Chen said, but Joyce just rolled his eyes. He put his head in his hand and stared out the window at the sunset, bored out of his mind. Curley lowered his head as well, bored too.

"Well… Curley and I are going outside." Joyce said as he slid from his chair, jumping down to the floor and running outside. Curley jumped up and followed him, making sure he didn't do something rash like pick up a rattlesnake… again.

Curley bounded over to Joyce's side and stood next to him as he reached down, picking up a large rock. It looked no different than a normal rock, but for some reason he seemed fascinated by it. He lifted it and threw it, the heavy rock bouncing across the sand.

Unable to resist, Curley barked and charged after the rock, pouncing on it and biting it. He wasn't expecting to feel the rock break apart in his jaws, and three large pieces fell from his mouth. He looked down and froze, for inside the rock were hundreds of little crystals, mostly violet, grey, silver, black, green, and red. It was beautiful, and he was mesmerized by it.

"What's the matter, Curley? Is there another scorpion?" Joyce asked, walking up behind the couched silver wolf. He gasped and bent down as soon as he saw the crystals in the Organoid's mouth.

"Wow! Those are really neat!! Were they in the rock?" Joyce asked, picking up one of the pieces of rock. He turned it over in his hands and gazed at it, as mesmerized as Curley was.

They looked at the rocks for Eve knows how long, completely absorbed in the crystals. The way they glittered in the evening light was just amazing, and both Curley and Joyce couldn't look away. All the colors, patterns and designs were just beautiful, and neither boy nor Organoid could tear their gaze away.

"Joyce!!" the pair heard Mrs. Chen call, "It's getting late, time to come inside!!"

"Coming mom!" Joyce yelled back, disappointed that they had wasted all their time with the crystals. He gathered up all the crystals he could and ran back inside the house, Curley in toe, the larger chunks clutched in his jaws.

"Mom! Look what Curley and I found!!" he said excitedly, holding out some of the almost glowing crystals so she could see. Curley also curled up his lip, showing the larger chunks.

"Do you know what that is, Joyce? That's Core Crystal." She said, picking up a small violet and blue crystal from Joyce's hand.

"What's Core Crystal?" Joyce asked, looking at the crystals curiously.

"It's a rare crystal that's formed in the Cores of Zoids. Sometimes the Zoids shed the crystals, creating a ring of it around their Core. Usually, the more powerful Zoids create more crystals, and they are usually more beautiful. These crystals probably came from a very powerful Zoid, making them really rare. So hang on to these, Joyce, these could be a great gift to a girlfriend when you get older." She said, winking at him at the end.

"Oh mom!!" Joyce whined and rolled his eyes, snatching the crystal from her hand. He started up the stairs, and Curley quickly followed him. Joyce went into his room and switched on the light, spilling the crystals onto his dresser, beside a partially built Zaber Fang model. Curley bounded in after him, and spit the crystals he had been caring out next to the other crystals.

Joyce looked up from the glittering crystals and out of his window, the sun now disappeared behind the mountains and sky now dark. A few stars dotted the ebony plate of the sky, and Joyce had an idea.

"Hey Curley, you want to go stargazing tonight?" he said, turning to look at the silver and green wolf. Curley barked and wagged his tail, meaning 'yes'. Joyce grabbed a light jacket and ran out the door, Curley close behind. They ran down the hall towards the roof stairs, running past Mr. Chen.

"Where's the fire?" he said jokingly as the pair ran past.

"Curley and I are going stargazing on the roof for a bit!" Joyce called back as he ran up the stairs, Curley bounding after him. The great silver wolf charged up the stairs, running across the roof deck and skidding to a stop at Joyce's side.

"Wow Curley… look at all the stars…" Joyce said in amazement, staring wide-eyed up at the twinkling stars. Curley looked up as well, and was also shocked by the beauty and clarity of the multicolored stars.

'Wow… I never thought I'd see the stars so clear aga-' Curley stopped mid-thought, an ancient memory resurfacing from his broken past…

Flashback

Curley sat in the cool grass, staring up at the sky, a brisk summer breeze blowing over his smooth silver body. Next to him, a dark colored wolf much like himself, her bright silver eyes and highlights striking in the pale moonlight. Her name escaped him, but he knew this Organoid well.

She twitched her silvery wings and lowered her elegant head, sighing loudly as she closed her bright silver eyes. Curley did the same, stretching his long legs and groaning sleepily.

"Look at all the stars…" the dark blue wolf said quietly, opening her eyes and glancing up at the twinkling celestial bodies.

"Yeah… they really are beautiful, huh Starsong?" Curley replied softly, looking over at the dark canine.

"Uh huh…" Starsong sighed, blinking her glowing eyes. The two lay there in silence for an unknown amount of time, just enjoying each other's company and the beauty of the stars.

Had they not been so engrossed in the stars, they may have heard the soft crunching of metal paws on the dirt trail coming up behind them…

"Rrraahh!!" came a sudden roar, and before either of the two Organoids could react a dark shape slammed into Curley, both tumbling across the soft grass. Curley snarled as he was pinned against the ground on his back by a strong paw, blinking his eyes and staring up at his attacker. Two amber-colored orbs looked down at him from above, powerful jaws stretched into a toothy grin.

"Ha-ha Lightwing, I win!" the black wolf sneered sarcastically, withdrawing his paw and lifting his head, laughing loudly. The black wolf was near Lightwing's size, his body pure black and speckled with tiny pinpoints of light, reminiscent of the distant stars on the ebony plate of the night sky. His amber eyes were the same shade as the full moons on a clear night, and glowed with the same light. His ears and tail were tipped and edged in silver, as if dipped in the precious metal. He looked like a piece of the night sky come alive in the form of a powerful wolf with angel's wings.

"Nighteyes…" Lightwing growled, narrowing his crimson eyes at his friend, not getting up from his position.

"What?" Nighteyes said, "You know me, if I see you're not paying attention, I'm gonna take advantage of it, you know that!" he laughed, fanning his feathery wings.

"You're not even supposed to be out here, Nighteyes…" Starsong cut in, looking over at the two with her glowing silver eyes.

"Come on you two!! I can't have both of you against me! I was just having a little fun!" Nighteyes whined, sitting down on his haunches. Lightwing rolled onto his feet and shook himself, shaking the dust and grass from his metal body.

"Well… you still shouldn't do it every time…" Lightwing snorted, looking over at the black wolf. Nighteyes scoffed and wagged his tail, laughing at Lightwing, who had slipped on the dewy grass and fallen before jumping up again. Starsong snickered quietly though she tried not to, covering her muzzle with her silvery paws in an attempt to muffle the noise.

Without warning, Lightwing snarled and leapt at Nighteyes, taking the black wolf by total surprise. He slammed into the dark Organoid and pinned him down with his pale green paws, his emerald wings half-spread. Lightwing stared down at his trapped friend, before closing his gleaming crimson eyes and laughing loudly.

"Who's laughing now, Nighteyes?" Lightwing laughed, opening his eyes and smirking as he jumped off the black wolf.

"Oh shut your trap, Lightwing…" Nighteyes grumbled as he rolled onto his stomach, shaking his head and snorting. Both Lightwing and Starsong laughed, but soon all three were looking up at the sky. The pale moonlight glinted off their metal bodies, giving them the appearance of spirits in the dark meadow.

As Lightwing started to drift off to sleep, he hoped he would be able to stargaze again soon with his two best friends…

End flashback

"Curley?" Joyce asked, waving his hand in front of the great wolf's face, "Hello, Curley? Wake up!"

"Grr…?" Curley snapped back to reality, his eyes focusing on the small child.

"You alright Curley? You sorta zoned-out…" Joyce laughed, patting Curley's snout. Curley growled softly and licked his hand, making him chuckle.

"They really are beautiful, huh Curley?" Joyce ask quietly as he looked back up at sky, unknowingly repeating Starsong's words exactly. Curley growled a feral 'yes', following Joyce's gaze upwards. The two stood in silence, simply enjoying the view and the calm, warm night.

'Lightwing…' Curley repeated his old name over and over in his mind, '… why was I named Lightwing?' he pondered, blinking his eyes and sighing in slight frustration. 'It doesn't matter, I'll remember sooner or later… now I need to give Joyce a pack-name…' he thought, looking over at the young ebony-haired boy.

'He's playful and energetic, like Nighteyes… but also quiet and intelligent, like Starsong…' Curley pondered, cocking his head at Joyce. He shook his head and sat down on his haunches, looking up at the sky again. 'He's almost like the reincarnation of both Nighteyes and Starsong…' he thought as Joyce sat next to him, looking down at the child as he leaned against his side. 'I've got it!!'

/Nightsong/

Joyce jumped as soon as Curley said the word, obviously shocked that Curley had spoken directly into his mind, especially since Curley had never done that or talked at all before.

"Curley…?" Joyce stuttered, staring wide-eyed at the silver Organoid, "Did… did you just… t-talk?!" Curley nodded, wagging his pale green tail.

/Nightsong… Joyce, Nightsong…/ Curley said, blinking his crimson eyes. Joyce stared at him, his violet-grey eyes wide, mouth agape, as if struggling to think of what to say. Curley got up and walked over to him, wagging his tail and blinking.

/Nightsong/ Curley said mentally, leaning down and licking the boy's face. Joyce seemed to relax a little, and reached up and laid his hand on the wolf's smooth muzzle.

"I never imagined you could talk, Curley!" Joyce laughed, scratching Curley behind his ears. Curley closed his eyes and barked, flopping down onto his back, stretching out his left paw lazily. Joyce chuckled and rubbed the Organoid's belly, causing the wolf to wag his tail hard and scratch at the air with his back leg. Curley growled happily, for he loved to get his stomach rubbed.

"How come you never talked to me before, Curley?" Joyce asked, patting the great wolf's chest.

/I could not remember how to do talk…/ Curley replied honestly, /… but we will not be able to talk like this often, talking mentally takes a lot of energy from me. And if your parents found out, they would take me away and test me, like the red one…/

"Okay Curley, I won't tell…" Joyce said, "… but why did you call me Nightsong?"

/I gave you a pack-name, you are now a pack brother, Nightsong…/ Curley said, /… my pack-name was Lightwing, but you may still call me Curley…/

"Nightsong… I like it! Thank you Lightwing…" Joyce smiled, "… but let's still go by Curley and Joyce when we're around mom and dad, and let's use our pack-names only when we're alone, like this."

/Agreed/ Curley nodded, breaking off the conversation. The silver and green wolf rolled over onto his stomach, shaking himself slightly and yawning loudly. Joyce patted his head, making Curley wag his tail.

"C'mon Curley, it's almost eleven, and mom will kill us if she catches us out here." Joyce said as he got to his feet, looking up at the stars a last time. Curley followed him down the stairs, the pair sneaking into Joyce's room as quietly as they could, so that Mr. and Mrs. Chen wouldn't catch them.

Joyce took off his light jacket and shoes, kicking them off and letting them fall onto the floor, not bothering to move them. He yawned and leaned back on his bed, which was covered with a blue blanket, the image of a Zaber Fang adorning the fabric. Curley jumped up onto the bed and curled up on the end; yawning loudly as well as he lowered his head.

"I'm too tired to even change into my pajamas…" Joyce yawned, lying on the bed on crawling under the sheets. Curley sighed in agreement, his crimson eyes narrowing sleepily. Joyce was asleep in mere minutes, though Curley was finding it harder to sleep. Something was bothering him, but he didn't know what it could be.

'I'm just a little excited that I remembered some of my past, that's all…' Curley reassured himself, closing his glowing eyes and sighing loudly. He stretched out his front legs and laid his head on them, flexing the knife-blade claws that armed each paw. He curled up and tapped his tail up and down slightly, the rhythmic sound helping to calm him.

He started to drift off to sleep, and he prayed that maybe he would be able to remember more about his past life and his once forgotten pack mates…

AN- Well… what do you think of the first true chapter? I liked it. I think I will only have one more 'play' chapter, after that I will start getting into events on the anime. Anyway, I hope you liked it!! Please tell how I did in a review!!

Guess what, I've finally figured out the rest of the plot for Fury's Core! That means I'll probably update soon, and update more often, that is after I work on some of my other works.

New ideas have been added to the 'New fic ideas' section in my profile.

I hope you all liked this chapter!! I really enjoyed writing it. I loved the flashback, with Nighteyes and Starsong. I love those two. XP Lol. Those two represent two other dogs important to me- Nighteyes is Herk, my dad's late German Shepard/ Red Doberman mix, and Starsong is Ruby, who is (or was) Curley's adoptive sister in real life. I love them!! Lol. Hope you liked this! Please leave a nice review!! XD

Ibeyla ;D