Chapter 1:  Give me a name I can be proud of! (written by Michael Keens/ Exodus)  

“And Razar goes into a claw frenzy on MixaMex! This Fire/ Blade Class GenoGear 
has been a real strong contender in this tournament!” screamed an overexcited 
commentator as a GenoGears tournament broadcast on national television was 
coming to an end.  
Razar, a robot that looked fiery in appearance, boasting long sharp claws all 
over had got the jump on the brightly coloured yellow and pink robot, and was 
slashing away at its main body.  

This world was in a futuristic age, where many robots served humans, but a new 
sort of robot had been built, they were known as GenoGears, powerful little 
machines specifically made for battle.  
GenoGears were different than soulless machines, and had individuality thanks to 
the device that powered their mind and body, known as Memory Chips, or M Chips 
as they were generally known.  
M Chips held the memories, personality and data of a GenoGear, its very soul, as 
it were, and each chip was built to start a GenoGear with a specific 
personality, but the chips could adapt from experiences and friendship.  
No matter how much damage the GenoGears took in battle, provided their chip was 
intact, their personality and character could remain on the chip until a new 
body could be issued.  
M Chips were very strong indeed, so their human controllers, generally given the 
title of GenoMasters, needn’t had to worry during battles.  
Each GenoGear came in five parts, the head, the main body (which housed the M 
Chip and determined the core abilities of the GenoGear), it’s two arm parts and 
the leg parts.  
Each part contained abilities or weapons, and could be changed and replaced, 
although certain rules applied when combining different types of weaponry or 
abilities.  

“And Mixamex puts up a Defense Shield and deflects Razar’s attack, this 
Electric/ Illusion Class GenoGear has been known to lure its opponents into 
false pretences before striking back with its electricity.”  

“That’s not going to work.” commented Nathan ‘Nate’ Maxwell, a sixteen year old 
boy from Device Town, watching the final match on television, Nate was a 
descendant of the legendary scientist, Doctor Zenon, one of the many people that 
originally created the GenoGears, “Fire Classes are strong against Electric 
attacks.”  

As Nate had predicted, the red horned robot withstood the dazzling energy shots, 
and pushed on through to deliver a final flaming blow to its opponent.  
“Its over! Kai and Razar have taken this championship! This has been a truly 
awesome battle!...” yelled the commentator.  

Nate switched off the television, and walked through the lonesome household.  
Nate was an average sized kid, with long spiky black hair tied into a ponytail, 
he was currently wearing a yellow smart shirt, along with purple trousers and 
smart trainers, he briefly removed his glasses to wipe them clean before putting 
them back on again.  
Dennis Maxwell, the son of Zenon and Nate’s father, had passed away in an 
accident some time ago, now Nate lived with his mother and grandfather.  
Though he was a rich scientist, Doctor Zenon preferred to live like other people 
rather than splashing out on a mansion, besides, he spent a lot of money to 
continue researching on breakthroughs in GenoGear technology.  
“Someday, I’ll be up there, battling the world with my very own GenoGear.” said 
Nate confidently, both hands clenched, but he sighed, circumstances had forced 
him to wait for quite some time for his promised GenoGear, and he could really 
use the companionship.  
Nate was an only child, and the two adults of the household were busy people, 
and life at home was boring and lonely.  
Nate’s mother Leah worked in the police force, and had their hands full with a 
new crime group making themselves known.  
And his grandpa was of course busy with his work, Nate wasn’t even allowed in 
his lab because of the dangerous experiments, so he rarely saw his grandpa even 
though he technically spent a lot of time at home, but when he did leave the 
‘forbidden’ lab, he sometimes took the time to teach Nate about GenoGears in 
every way.  
The only reason that Nate hadn’t saved up for his own GenoGear recently, was 
because his grandpa had promised him a special GenoGear for his seventeenth 
birthday, and coming from him, a special GenoGear meant it would surpass all 
expectations, Nate couldn’t wait.  

“Yo! Nath’!” shouted a loud cheery voice, Nate peered out the window and smiled, 
it was Leon Phillips, his best friend, and unfortunately known as ‘the poor kid’ 
of the town, Nate didn’t think such things though, he didn’t care for the 
lifestyle that Leon led, only their friendship.  
Leon was a little chubby, but not what you’d call fat, and had wavy brown hair, 
he was wearing a green shirt with blue jeans and brown boots.  

Nate put on his favourite red jacket and secured it with several yellow clips 
and black straps running down the middle, he welcomed Leon’s company whenever it 
was available, “What’s goin’ on?”  
“I’m off to the store, its a special day for me.”  
“I didn’t realise it was time.  Are you sure the one you want is in your price 
range?”  
“Nate, that high interest deal at the bank is working wonders, I’ll have to 
thank the guy who introduced me to it...”  
Nate gave off a serious yet joking stare, to which Leon replied by grinning, 
“Thank you.”  
A figure walked past them, his destination:  Zenon Maxwell’s lab, he beat on the 
door there without truly acknowledging the two kids.  
“Oh, its you.” said a less than happy Zenon as he opened up to the old withered 
man, on first impressions, he looked grumpy and bitter, with messy spiky hair 
and several wrinkles, while Nate’s grandfather looked good for his age with long 
straight hair at the sides of the otherwise bald head, he rarely acted rude or 
grumpy despite the workload he had to deal with daily.  
“Grandpa, I’ll be out for a while.” called Nate, before running off with his 
friend.  
“Right! Right!” he called back, “You may as well stay out today, I’ll probably 
be busy all day speaking to this man.” replied Zenon, before leading the 
suspicious man in.  

The two later arrived at Robot Planet, one of a chain of shops that specialized 
in GenoGear equipment, as well as being a local newsagent.  
“Nate, I haven’t seen you in a while.” said Mr Mart, one of the shop assistants 
that dealt with the kids of the town quite often, “And, Leon.  Window shopping 
again?”  
Mart had an unusual round head with wide eyes, it wasn’t a face forgotten 
easily, he was dressed in his usual pale blue uniform with white apron.  
Leon grinned slyly, and approached the counter, “Not today, I’m ready to buy 
something.”  
“Oh, that’s great, we’ve got some really classic models down here somewhere.”  
“I don’t think that’ll be necessary.” said Leon calmly.  
“Oh, I’m sorry, well, I might be able to sell you one of these second hand 
units.” said the store clerk, picking up a battered blue robot and pulling its 
arm off by accident.  
“Oops, this isn’t a Junk Class GenoGear, um, still with a bit of work this’ll be 
able to withstand a full battle.” said Mart nervously, welding its arm back on.  
“I don’t think so.” frowned Leon, “I’m looking for a Dual-type.”  
“Um, you Do know how much those cost, don’t you? Not even the regular kids can 
afford them.”  
Leon sighed, “Here’s my credit card.”  
Mart scratched his head, and scrapped the card across the computer till.  
“This can’t be right.”  
He did it again, and his eyes and mouth widened, “This card has more money than 
the value of my house...”  
“Yeah, well, that’s what several years of saving does for ya.” grinned Leon.  
Nate smiled, as a friend of Leon’s, he knew that he had made plenty of 
sacrifices over the years so that he could own a powerful GenoGear, he’d been 
picked on by others because he couldn’t keep up with the current trends of 
GenoGears, but he stayed strong, even while people like Barclay, the mayor’s 
spoilt son, bought themselves a GenoGear long ago and became talked about all 
over.  
Leon was strong, and now he finally got to choose his reward.  

Mart escorted the two to the back room, the Dual-types were expensive and very 
rare, apparently only one of each combination had ever been built, and so, these 
ones were not on display.  
A Fire/ Nature Class GenoGear that looked like a miniature dragon and a Blade/ 
Fighter Class that resembled a powerful swordsman from long ago.  
It took a while to decide, but Leon eventually chose the Blade/ Fighter Class 
model, the large gold and silver machine with a large frame (but short, like 
most GenoGears who were built at sizes around 3 and 4 feet tall), bulky outward 
shoulder pads, and large wrists and lower legs (another regular attribute to 
GenoGears), but unlike most Blade Classes, it didn’t have a great deal of spikes 
on its body, mainly because its blade was in the form of a huge sword, longer 
than the GenoGear itself but usable due to its large figure, Leon also splashed 
out on some small but decent laser cannons, which grafted onto the GenoGear’s 
wrists without depriving it of its use of the sword.  
“And here is your GenoComm and M Chip for this unit, its pretty compatible with 
this sort of weaponry.” said the store clerk.  
GenoComms looked like handheld game consoles with communication devices 
attached, in this case, it was red with an attachment that resembled a mobile 
phone, this would be used for recording and keeping data of the GenoGear, and 
doubled as a transmitter to speak to GenoGears during battle, due to the 
environment in which they did.  
“You ready?” grinned Leon.  
“Go for it.” nodded Nate.  
Leon opened up a plate in the GenoGear’s back, and plugged in the M Chip through 
a vertical slot there almost like an action move, nevertheless, the GenoGear’s 
yellow eyes came on through the dark eye slots in its head.  
“Ah’m alive!” it yelled out.  
It had a long and complicated codename to tell it apart from other Dual Classes 
but it was a common practice to name a person’s GenoGear.  
“GenoGear, from this day, you shall be known, as Swift.” smiled Leon.  
“SWIFT?! That name sucks!!!” screamed the GenoGear with its deep but loud voice.  
“Parry?”  
“No.”  
“Cutlass?”  
“Uh UH!”  
“You’re not too good at names, are you Leon?” smiled Nate, trying to keep 
himself from laughing.  
“Well, I suppose if its got a discipline problem, then I could replace its M 
Chip with another, since you’re practically saving the store from any sort of 
bankruptcy.” offered Mart.  
“No way buddy! Do ya know how long I’ve been on that dusty shelf! You’ve taken 
me out two times, an’ both times I was put in wussy bodies, I had a right ta 
complain! An’ now I finally get a cool body, an’ yuh wanna take me out.  Its Not 
gonna happen!” screamed the robot, picking up its large sword and pointing it 
menacingly.  
Leon and Mart looked afraid and backed away, but Nate stood confidently with his 
eyes closed, his arms crossed, and a sly smile on his face, “Don’t be so scared, 
GenoGears can’t hurt you, it goes against their primary code.”  
“Say what?!” screamed the robot.  
“You can’t hurt humans, you have to obey your master, and you have to look out 
for yourself, in that order, while prioritising the first above the second and 
third, and the second above the third but not the first.”  
All three were staring at Nate strangely, “You’re like a walking encyclopaedia.” 
commented Leon.  
“Aw man!” groaned the GenoGear, “I’ll be good, jus’ don’t put me back on the 
shelf, GenoGear M Chips have feelin’s too.”  
“Don’t worry.” said Leon, “I’ll take it, but only if you’re good.”  
“Don’t worry, I will...  Sucker...” said the robot, keeping the last part quiet.  
 
The two stepped out of the shop, and into a well known face around the town, 
Barclay McGrover, a rich bully, he was a big guy but overweight with dark hair 
and an expensive red and black jacket.  
“Ah heard yuh got a GenoGear Leon, but it mus’ be old an’ rusty, seein’ as its 
yours.”  
Leon heard his GenoGear growling furiously.  
“Ah take on every GenoMaster in town, its the only way ta raise mah status so 
that Ah get picked ta participate in an official tournament, though Ah’m sure 
that won’t be a difficult task today, yuh’ve probably bought a second hand 
GenoGear while mah father has bought me all the best parts.”  
“Grrrr, Kid, lemme at him!” whispered the angry robot.  
“Aren’t you supposed to call me Master?” Leon whispered back.  
“Say what?!”  
“Leon, not all GenoGears are happy about that, its something you’ll probably 
have to live with.” whispered Nate, so as not to embarrass his friend.  
“Okay then, um, GenoGear.  Barclay! I accept your challenge!...”  

The two moved towards the nearest Battle Cube in the town, a square arena with 
structure poles creating a cube shape, there were two consoles on opposite sides 
for the GenoMasters to stand, along with consoles to connect their GenoComms to, 
in order to register and record the details and results of the match.  
This way, data from the battle would be recorded in the GenoComm but also sent 
to the people in charge of tournaments, so that the best contenders would be 
picked to participate in future championships.  
“Are yuh ready fer the biggest thrashin’ ever?!” taunted Barclay.  
“Of course I am...  Yours!” replied Leon.  
Barclay’s GenoGear was a humanoid warthog-type, with sharp silver tusks and a 
hard head, its body was mahogany, red and yellow in colour, this GenoGear was of 
the Blade and Earth Classes, but Barclay had equipped it with two weapons of 
other types, and the same with leg parts.  
This was allowed, but GenoGears tended to work better with weapons and 
attachments from the Class that they primarily belonged to.  
“Ah’ve got all the best weapons, yuh don’t stand a chance!” taunted Barclay, 
“Let’s tear it apart Gorehog!”  
“Yeah Sir!” grunted the pig.  
“You ready, um, Scrape?”  
“’Course I am, but lay off that Scrape stuff an’ give me a cool name! An’ stop 
callin’ me GenoGear! I don’t call you Human!”  
The two contestants pressed a red button on the consoles, and a blue transparent 
aura covered the sides and top of the arena, turning it into a giant transparent 
cube with the GenoGears inside, this way, the attacks wouldn’t be able to harm 
the GenoMasters, or spectators.  
The phone-like attachment was released and Leon held it to the side of his head, 
while Barclay removed a radio-like part from his and started shouting through 
it.  
“Gorehog! Vortex Blast!”  
“Alright!” snorted the pig, shooting a large tornado forward through the use of 
a dark blue Air Class fan attachment on the right arm.  
Leon and the GenoGear underestimated its size, speed and strength, and it 
overwhelmed the bot, spinning it around and throwing it back into the energy 
field, causing damage from the repelling effect.  
“Hang in there Auto, just avoid the shots and get in close, its the only way you 
can win.” cheered Leon.  
“I ain’t answerin’ ta Auto!” he shouted, and jumped back up into a menacing 
stance, in order to distract the opponent, it wasn’t working though.  
“Use Fire Bomb!” shouted Barclay, and the pig used its red and yellow Fire 
Cannon arm part to shoot flaming balls into the air, that rained down on the 
GenoGear.  
“Nate, help me out here, what sort of name should I give him? Its the only way 
he’ll listen.” pleaded Leon.  
“He needs a high rank name, one that he can live up to, with that sword he’s 
sure to be a fine warrior, and he’s got the arrogance of a king, so how about 
Sabre, or Monarch, or-”  
“Use your sword Kaiser!” shouted Leon suddenly, inspired by Nate’s suggestions.  
“Kaiser?...” questioned the robot, “Now we’re talkin’!”  
With that, he drew out his large blade and started cutting through the spheres, 
splitting them in half and sending the pieces away from him, mostly into 
different parts of the cube shield, one final bomb came at him, larger than the 
rest.  
“Take a swing at it!” shouted Leon, and Kaiser grinned.  
“I like yer style.  Batter up!”  
Turning the blade to one side and using it like a large bat, the fireball was 
repelled and exploded on the pig, there wasn’t too much damage, thanks to its 
expensive armour, but it was momentarily dazed.  
“Now’s your chance, get in close and turn that pig into bacon!” called Leon.  
“Ham slices comin’ up!” the robot would have smirked if it could have, while 
charging forward.  
“Grrrr, don’t jus’ stand there Gorehog, yuh’ve got all the best parts! Smack 
that joker!” shouted Barclay, seeming worried for once.  
“Yes, Mas-  Huh?!”  
Suddenly, Gorehog seemed strained, the weapon parts equipped on his arms were 
too heavy, and caught on the floor due to the explosions, Gorehog was unable to 
move swiftly, and was suddenly acting very sluggish.  
“Use your Zap Kick!”  
Gorehog screamed, and lashed out with his brightly coloured leg parts, with 
electricity being generated all over the underside of the boots.  
He wasn’t getting anywhere, he was still grounded, kicking his legs around 
harmlessly, the range of his legs wasn’t enough to reach Kaiser.  
He sarcastically yawned at the pig, “Man, you really are a ‘bore’, this is too 
easy.”  
With that, he swung his sword upwards, knocking the enemy GenoGear into the air, 
before plunging the sword into the ground, and firing several laser blasts 
upwards from his wrists into the pig, keeping it in the air until all the shots 
were fired.  
The pig fell onto the floor, his back opened up and steam blew out of it, a sign 
that he was defeated.  

“No! How could we have lost?! Ah’ve got better parts than yuh!” moaned Barclay.  
“True, but they were too heavy, you’ve got to know your robot’s limits, 
including the manageability of the parts you give them.” explained Nate.  
“What do yuh know?! Yuh haven’t even got a GenoGear!” shouted Barclay, making 
Nate a little saddened, before picking up his GenoGear, and walking away, “Yuh 
haven’t heard the last o’ me, Ah’ll be back fer a rematch Loser!”  
“Congratulations Leon, if not for the name problem, you probably could have 
wrapped it up quicker.” applauded Nate.  
“Hey! Whadda ‘bout me?! I’m the one who did all the work!” shouted Kaiser 
angrily, no matter what the scenario, this GenoGear would probably always be 
this loud and cranky.  
“You too Kaiser.” added Nate.  
“My first battle, and we won it.” grinned Leon happily.  
“You sound surprised...” frowned Kaiser, “You didn’t think I could do it, did 
ya?!”  
“Its not my fault you didn’t listen.”  
“You gave me rubbish names!”  
“I kinda liked Scrape!”  
“Scrape?! SCRAPE?!...  The name’s Kaiser!!!”  
Nate quickly snuck away from the arguing two, fighting was sometimes a part of 
friendship, but this was ridiculous.  
At least they were willing to work together.  

End  

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