A/N: This is my first Rockman fic, and I decided on the ZX series because it seems to be underappreciated. Don't worry though; there are mentions of the X and Zero series in this also. For clarification, RebornEnvy beat me to the general idea, so credit for it goes to him. This will differ from the Telos translations of the events before the Zero series.

Disclaimer: Anything with the word Mega man or Rockman anything is not mine. Ocs are mine though.

CH00: War Diary

"GO FORWARD!" A reploid in white and black armor directed the other members of his squad in said direction. Mortar rounds were landing all around them, bits of shrapnel flying around the already hot battle zone. Blasts of plasma whizzed by the heads of the squad as they pressed forward, their plasma guns aimed and firing at enemies.

"Sniper," Another yelled when a single beam of plasma struck his squad-mate square in his head, "take cover!" He grabbed his friend's corpse before it fell and dragged it behind a demolished hover vehicle, "HQ, we're pinned down about three miles from the main facility!" The reploid ducked down further when plasma rounds struck the vehicle. He repeated his phrase into the communicator, hoping he'd get through to the one on the other side of the line soon.

"This is Alia, I'm reading you loud and clear, we're sending in some air cover. Please throw the signal flare when you hear the helicopter's propellers." A female voice advised the slightly panicked reploid.

"Rodger that, we'll hold on until the bird arrives." The white armored foot-soldier waved to his squad-leader, signaling that air support was on its way. Another burst of plasma fire forced his hand down. A yell made his body react instinctively, taking up his rifle. The squad moved forward, shooting down the mindless minions of their enemy. Soon, the loud humming of a helo was heard, the airship's guns easily cutting down the remaining enemies.

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A reploid clad in blue armor watched the fighting on a virtual screen. His eyes scanned the city's diagram solemnly, seeing the amount of force needed to stop the newest threat to man and reploid kind, 'Will it ever end?' He thought sadly. He glanced back when he heard the door hiss open, his old and most trusted friend walking inside, "Are we deploying Zero?"

"Not yet X," The crimson bomber stood beside his friend, "the higher-ups want to get a few squads to secure a moderately safe path before they send us in."

X sighed and rubbed his closed eyes, "Any word on Axl's group?"

At this, the one named Zero smirked, "They're the closest to securing a way, it seems the squad he was assigned to lead were some pretty good shots." Zero placed his hand on his friend's shoulder, sensing his sadness, "After this X, you will be able to make the world a better place." Zero took the silence that followed as a silent agreement. However, he had plans of his own to take care of, plans he had yet to reveal to his closest friend, 'I'll make sure of it.'

"X, Zero, it's time for you two to head in." Both reploids turned to look at their operator, the blonde female reploid that had been guiding them since they were promoted. Her hair remained long, but due to recent upgrades, many of the Maverick Hunters, including the two bombers, had been refitted with thinner armor.

"Alright Alia, we're already prepared to deploy." X gave her quick smile and walked passed her, his eyes becoming focused.

Alia looked after the blue bomber with worry in her eyes. Ever since the start of the Elf Wars, X's attitude had plummeted to the brink of depression, "I hope he'll be alright Zero, he doesn't seem to smile very often like he used to."

The sword toting warrior walked past Alia, "Don't worry, after this, he'll get to accomplish his dream."

"Yes, the Council has been in an uproar; I heard only one person voted for X not to become the leader of the free world." Alia smiled softly, hoping this would all work out. She looked to her friend when he put his helmet over his golden head. Zero's armor had become more confined, his appearance becoming more humanlike even with his armor on.

"We're off; we'll end this once and for all Alia." With that, Zero walked towards the hangar, the drop-ship already warmed up.

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"How are things coming along?" A mechanic asked one of his subordinates. He looked at the screen, examining the data on the two containment devices.

"Project Anti-Zero is ready, all we need is Zero and it'll be activated." The subordinate looked back, "Are you sure about this sir, is the world really ready for one of their heroes to… you know… leave?"

The mechanic sighed sadly, "I know, but Commander Zero ordered for the device to be built. What's the status on Project Exilion?"

"Project Exilion is already in progress sir; if anything goes wrong during Project Anti-Zero, Exilion will wake up and take care of it." The subordinate showed his superior the charts.

'Good, but I hope to God that we won't need to wake up Exilion.' The mechanic looked through the viewing glass and at a containment machine; a reploid in mid-production was sleeping in the large device, his body lying in the middle of the room-tall pillar.

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Zero shoved his Z-saber into the entrance door of the large tower, the door failing to stop his legendary weapon. As the door fell, X shot through the smoke, his plasma shots killing a few guard reploids. Three pixie looking reploids flew out of the smoke and circled X.

"Thank you for helping us." They thanked the two Maverick Hunters and started away, giggling as they enjoyed their freedom.

"Starting the party without me?" Both X and Zero looked back to see Axl grinning at them, ten other Maverick Hunters behind him. All of them were wearing full combat armor, toting high-grade rifles in their hands.

"Just because you're slow kid…" Zero poked fun at the youngest and newest member to the club. Axl simply growled and started in, his pistols ready for action.

"Five of you secure the stairs; we'll make this a checkpoint." Axel ordered his squad, five of the reploids following his orders. The rest ran up the stairs, encircling the trio of legendary reploids.

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"Weil, freeze!" X raised his X Buster, ordering the deranged mad-man to cease his activities on the control panel.

"I'd rather not X, I have much too important business to attend to." Weil continued his work, ignoring the clicking of loading guns. However, he stopped again when a shot of plasma struck the controls just to his left. The psychopath turned to glare at Zero, his own Buster giving off a faint smoke, "You defeat my seven subordinates, foil my plans of perfecting this rotten world, and severely damage the true form of your best friend, and for what? A few measly humans X?"

"You're human yourself, now step down from the controls and put your hands where we can see them!" X aimed for Weil's head, staring him straight in the eyes.

"Very well, I surrender X, there's little point in fighting when I have no weapons of my own." Weil did as X instructed and allowed the Maverick Hunters to hand-cuff him. However, as he stared into the eyes of both X and Zero, he gave a twisted smirk.

X followed him with his eyes. In Weil's eyes was not remorse, nor was there fear… but a knowing glint that foreshadowed trouble, 'I'll put you away for life Weil, you won't threaten innocence again.'

Zero looked through the orange colored glass that was beyond the control panels, a chill going down his spine. He knew full well what the monstrosity in front of him was, 'It's the piece of me that I hate.' Zero was snapped from his thoughts when X shook him lightly.

"Zero, you alright?" X asked in concern. He'd fought his friend and evil versions of his friend far too many times; he didn't think he could take another fight with Zero.

"Yeah X, I'm fine, now let's go make sure Weil and this thing get what they deserve." He followed Axel and X out, their senses on edge. This was too easy.

Weil continued to cooperate, making sure the Maverick Hunters holding him didn't see him press a button on his wrist, the twisted smirk still placed firmly on his face, 'Omega wasn't the only thing my brilliant mind did with Wiley's genius.'

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"Professor Joseph F. Weil, do you deny the charges of causing civil unrest, the genocide of both reploid and human kind, and building weapons capable of destroying all of man and reploid kind?" One of the Supreme Councilmen leered down on the old scientist, his colleagues doing the same.

"No, I don't." Weil kept on smirking, not a hint of regret in his voice.

"Then we sentence both you and Omega to solitary confinement inside the Space Coffin Ragnarok with no chance of bail, adjourned." An aged Council Woman finalized the sentence on Weil, the sentence having no effect on the insane scientist.

As the guards took Weil away, X walked in. X glared at the psycho, Weil returning the look with his own. When the large Court doors closed, X broke the glaring contest and looked up at the Supreme Council.

"Maverick Hunter X, you know the reason why you are here?" The Supreme Councilman asked. When X nodded, he continued, "Then we hereby grant upon you, title of President, we hope that you will continue to serve the people as you have been."

"Thank you; I will do just that Supreme Council members." X exited the Court Room, his eyes showing his fatigue of combat and constant fighting. The Elf Wars were finally over, but not before nearly everything was wiped out. The population needed a haven to call home, a beacon of hope, 'I plan on giving them just that.'

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It has been fifty years since the end of the Elf Wars, and X's plans had proved to be both difficult, but productive. He had an entire city built from the ground up, giving it the name, Neo Arcadia. He looked at the still ongoing construction from his tall office building, admiring how the humans and reploids walked and talked in peace. A small smile came across his face, his dream was becoming a reality, and it felt great.

"Going to skip out on the paperwork again sir?" X looked towards the door to see Alia walk in, a smile on her face. Ever since he had become the leader of the free world, Alia had quit the Maverick Hunters to be his personal assistant, upon other things. She walked over and placed another pile of paperwork in front of him.

X sighed at the ever growing pile, "It never seems to get smaller Alia," He looked up at her, "and I still have the defense forces to worry about."

Alia slipped in behind X and kissed him on the top of his head, "I know, nobody's been as good at Maverick Hunting as you and Zero, and he can only do but so much." She sat on his lap, rubbing his back to try and relax him. X sunk deeper into the leather seat and groaned, both in frustration and in relaxation.

They both remained silent until an idea hit both of them, "THAT'S IT!" Both of them popped out of the seat and sifted through X's desk to try and find a pen.

"X, where are your pens? This desk is a war zone." Alia looked at him with a scolding look. X may have been the best Maverick Hunter, but he was still a slob when it came to being organized.

X laughed nervously, "Well you see… heh heh." X continued to look, slightly sweating under Alia's gaze.

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"I'm sorry that you had to delay so long, I just couldn't leave X alone with this." Zero apologized to the team of scientists standing before him.

"It's fine Zero, but are you sure about doing this?" The lead scientist asked one more time.

"Yes, the Zero Virus won't go away completely until I'm out of the picture, but I want to stick around in case X needs my help." Zero smiled slightly at the sad looking scientists.

"Alright, we've been downloading images into Exilion's cyber-brain for the time being, he should be as hostile as you are when he wakes… if he wakes up." The scientist caught his mistake.

"Let's hope not, I'll come by tomorrow for final refits so we can start, until then." Zero pivoted and walked out of the lab, two guards escorting him to the vehicle outside the underground facility.

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"This plan… it's genius sir." The Secretary of Defense analyzed the plan X and Alia came up with, of course few knew Alia aided X with his decisions from time to time, "You plan on using copies of your data to produce Guardians to handle the stability of Neo Arcadia?"

X nodded, "That's the gist of it."

"I'll put this to work right away sir." The Secretary of Defense walked out; finally glad they had some sort of solution to this problem.

-- The Next Day –

X sighed and leaned back in his chair. Today felt out of place to the reploid legend. He had heard that Zero left the base early for some reason and didn't take any bodyguards with him, 'Not like he needs any.' X smirked when he remembered the look Zero gave the bodyguards assigned to him. It was simply a formality, but Zero saw it as the "higher-ups" thinking he was getting "old".

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"Say that again." Zero eyed the doctor as he tried not to look at the copy of himself lying on the table motionless.

"We want to transfer your consciousness into this copy so we can dispose of your real body Zero." The professor said once again.

Zero seemed to contemplate how awkward this was. Normally, he'd just walk out, but this was different. If he didn't do this, the virus might not be completely dealt with, but if he did, he'd have to leave his real body, 'I kind of like my real self.'

"Your personality will not change Zero; you'll still be you, just not with your real body." The professor tried to console the Crimson Hunter.

"Fine, but don't mess anything up or I'll ram my Z-saber right up your…" Zero was cut off when a nearby assistant popped him over the head.

"Watch the language please sir." The man had blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He was snickering at Zero's glare, his chair leaned back.

'I wander what X is doing now?' Zero rubbed his head as the professor led him over to the other table.

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Weil continued to think inside the large confinement cell that floated above the planet's atmosphere, 'Zero, there was so much Wiley left in his lab when he was killed. It's amazing… that the God of Destruction has a brother just as destructive as him.' Weil chuckled, figuring that his last plan of this age was already set into motion.

Thus ended an age of death and destruction. As a generation of humans entered their late years and passed on, their heroes continued to protect them. Signas, the former commander of the Irregular Hunters, was promoted to General for his outstanding performance while in the hunter fold. X continued to lead the free world, Alia by his side. Unfortunately, shortly after the departure of a dear friend, both suddenly vanished without a trace. The Maverick Hunters continued their services under the title Guardians, the four reploids bearing X's copied data leading them. Then there was Zero. The crimson warrior slept through the end of the era, subconsciously confident that the threat posed by his presence was sealed along with him.

---------------------------------Three Hundred Years Later

A boy with chocolate brown hair continued to relax on the grassy hills of the park area. The sun was high and its golden beams heated the air. However, the boy had picked a spot under a large tree, the shade shielding him from the bright sphere of heat. It has been nearly a year since Albert was defeated and things seemed to calm down. Mavericks still popped up for raids here and there, but they easily disposed of by this young boy and his best friend. He didn't notice a shadow come over him, the source's eyes examining his form curiously.

Emerald eyes trailed his face, going up to his messy hair, suppressing a giggle upon remembering how it got that way. Due to much pestering, Vent cut his long hair, and it didn't help that it was in the middle of winter.

"O-h Vent," A feminine voice sang, "time to wake up sleepy head." The girl continued to watch as the boy slept, unaffected by her attempts to wake him, "Alright Vent, but I tried it the easy way." Swiftly, the girl left the boy, only to return with a bucket filled with water, 'It's classic, yet very effective.' She threw the contents onto the one named Vent, giggling uncontrollably when he popped up, his clothes drenched with ice-cold water.

"A-Aile, why'd you go and do that!?" Vent glared at the still laughing Aile, not too happy that his clothes were dripping wet.

"I came to tell you that we're supposed to go pick up Prairie from some lab she found, she said it was urgent." Aile got over her laughter to inform Vent of their next assignment. Both of them had taken a short vacation after the fall of the Ouroboros, dragging a resisting Prairie along with them.

"Alright, but it better be good this time." Vent tried to wring some of the water out of his shirt, the water spilling onto the grass below. With that, both of them walked to the nearest Transerver and teleported to the designated area. When they both exited into the forested area, they decided to remain in their human forms, the operator not telling them of any enemy activity.

"I wander what she found in this place." Vent thought out loud when they came upon a broken-down laboratory.

Aile simply shrugged, "Who knows, maybe she found out why our Biometals are acting funny." Recently, the Biometals had been acting up. Some would move randomly while the voices that usually guided them faded in and out, sometimes becoming undecipherable.

"Not quite," The leader of the Guardians came out to meet them, a strange case in her arms, "I just wanted to get this back to base safely, you two were my best bet seeing as you used to deliver things." She smiled at both Vent and Aile.

Vent felt a sting in his chest. Whenever he remembered his old job, he remembered Giro, 'I could've done something.' Vent was snapped from his thoughts when Aile slapped him on the back.

"You bet, we're the best at that kind of stuff. So what's so important about the box?" Aile examined the item, her eyes huge with curiosity.

Prairie giggled at her friend, "It holds information on something hidden in Area Zero."

"Oh sweet, that place is cool!" Vent remembered reading about the history of Area Zero. He had wanted to visit the old landmark for ages, but something always kept him away.

"What kind of thing Prairie?" Aile tilted her head to the side, thinking this probably wasn't worth her time.

The pink clad Prairie simply shrugged, "The old computer just flashed a stopped timer over and over again, so I figured it was important." She walked past both Chosen Ones, all three heading for the nearest Transerver, "I wander how Ashe and Gray are doing; we haven't heard anything from them."

A sly smirk slithered onto Aile's face, "Knowing those two, they probably tried to kill each other using Model A." She giggled when Vent nudged her, though he was trying to suppress a chuckle.

"Those two are something else, ah," Vent sighed, "love-hate relationships make my head hurt." He jumped when he felt someone's breath on his ear.

"Want me to make it all better Vent?" Aile asked, leaning centimeter's from Vent's ear. When she saw his obvious discomfort, she skipped away with a huge grin, "It's always so easy!" She yelped when she felt someone slap her rear, a streak of brown and white sprinting ahead, "You pervert!"

Prairie sighed as she continued walking, ignoring the two eighteen year-olds chasing each other, "Obvious and unrealized attractions can be equally trying." She smiled, admitting that she was amused by their antics.

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"Data recovery achieved, damages to main body repaired, good morning Exilion." A mechanical voice greeted the awakened reploid. His armor was snow white, contrasting the black sections of his body. On his belt was a long hilt, a buster-rifle on his back. Exilion opened his eyes to reveal them to be ice-blue.

"Why was I awakened late? According to the data, it's been two-centuries since Zero was awakened." Exilion's cold voice cut through the air as he looked around the broken down room he was in. At his feet was water that had filled the room to his shin, busted water-pipes littering the walls.

"An explosion from Zero's facility jolted the system; it needed time to recover your memories, battle data, and weapon configurations. Due to your high combat ability, it took time to recover the data." The automated voice responded.

Exilion seemed to be satisfied with this, "Activate the self-destruct countdown and deactivate, your job is done." Exilion started out of the room, his destination to another like himself. While the alarms went off, Exilion entered another holding room, the temperatures far below zero. He approached a pod and wiped the frost away from it, revealing a beautiful woman with long blonde hair. He turned to another pod and cleared the frost, seeing another girl with blonde hair. Exilion punched the lock open, the system shutting off. The pod opened with a hiss, allowing Exilion to pick up the girl and wrap her shivering body in a nearby winter-coat.

Exilion walked over to the first pod and punched in a number, a code that was downloaded into his mind. The reploid rubbed her eyes and took the winter-coat Exilion handed to her. She wrapped it around herself and started out with the white warrior, glad that there were no enemies around, 'X,' Alia said his name in her mind as she followed Exilion. She could feel it; X was alive in some shape. After awhile, Alia noticed the girl in Exilion's arms, "Exilion, who is that girl there?"

"I don't know, but this coat has the name Ciel on it, I think that's her name." Exilion closed his eyes, "Records indicate that someone found this place years back."

"It was probably her, is she a human?" Alia examined how angelic she looked.

"No, she's a reploid… but I can't be sure she was always that way." Exilion stopped in front of a large door and gently set Ciel down. He raised the deactivated beam-saber, a long blue blade forming when it hissed to life. With one swing, a wave of energy shot from the beam-saber, cutting the thick door in half. He picked Ciel back up when the door fell with a bang, allowing light to spill into the dark ruin.

"I hope the world hasn't changed too much, X would be upset if it plunged into another series of wars." Alia continued to follow Exilion, hoping that they wouldn't run into any Mavericks along the way to civilization.

A/N: I hope you like it so far, five bucks to anyone who guesses who the villain will be… alright not really, but guess anyway. I changed a few things so it could be a bit more interesting, I hope you don't mind. Please review!