Megaman ZX Omega REWRITE

Chapter 1

Death.

It's one of those words that doesn't really mean much to you until it hits you full in the face. Until it happens to someone you know. You feel like the ground gives way under your feet and the sky comes crashing down, and everything shatteres violently around you, leaving you with nothing.

My name is Neo Light, and my world has just ended.

My mother lies dead in front of me, her blood spilling out onto the stone steps of the cathedral. I can't move my eyes from the horrible scar on her chest, cut from shoulder to waist, blood staining her shirt and my hands as I grip her shoulders, unattached to reality. I can't believe she's gone. I can't believe she'll never pick me up and kiss my cheek, or scold me for dropping a plate or any of the silly things I used to do. She'll never read to me by the fireplace or call me down to dinner. She'll never be there when I cry or pick me up when I've fallen. Never. She's gone.

I feel a coldness seeping through my body. I stare up at the lion mechadoliod responsible. Her blood covers his claws. He leers at me, but I don't move. I just stare at him. I sounds crazy, but I can't find a reason to be scared. Why should I be? He took everything from me...

And now he must pay.

I jump up and run inside. I hear and angry roar behind me, but I don't care. Let him follow me. I don't care.

I duck under the alter and unlock the box that lies there. I wrench the chains off it and force the lid open, ignoring the crashing above me as the mechadoliod throws the table aside, leaving me vunerable to his attacks.

I pull the small crimson device out of the box and looked into its eyes. "It's real." I whisper. "It's really real."

Claws rake my back. I cry out, but all he has done is madden me. I jump up and grab his wrist as it comes down again. He lets out a startled yelp at my resistance. I push him away and hold up my discovery and scream a phrase totally forigen to me.

"MEGAMERGE!"

With that I was swallowed by Chaos. Power pulsed though my like the ripping winds of a cyclone, dragging my arms out. I felt rather than saw rings of light surround me and lock on. I felt like the eye of a thunderstorm, sucking in all the energy heaven's lightning had to offer me. I felt so powerful, I felt so ALIVE. It corsed through my veins, a power like none other, a power that knew no equal!

I dropped to the floor, in the full suit of dark crimson armour. My eyes flick to the right, seeing a v-bladed purple saber in one hand. There's a buster at my belt along with a bladed whip and another shield-like weapon I couldn't name. The energy didn't go away, it stayed, tearing through me. The power of chaos. It was time to put it to good use!

I tore towards that mechadoliod at impossible speed and drove my saber into his gut. I can't believe it, my weapon tore through that shell of armour like it was wet paper. I pulled it upwards, going through his stomach and up to his neck. Then I wrenched it out, satisfied to see my mother's killer with his stomach cut open and his heart sliced in two.

I stare at my blood-covered saber. I did that? The armies of Legion couldn't get through that armour. And yet, with almost no effort at all, I had torn apart a mechadoliod they hadn't managed to destroy. It was so exhillerating. I...I had to do that again! I had to fight. I had to.

I was out the door and into the streets, going into the thick of it. I kicked tanks aside like wooden toys, smashing my way through ranks of Mutos. A falcone dove out of the sky. I leaped up to greet it, cutting it in half. I landed and looked around. The mavericks were abandoning their fights with the few military men left and picked me out from the rest of the resisting citizens.

I dove into the fight with ridiculas ease. At close range, I cut a clean swipe through six raiders and across a mutos. I jumped and flipped, avioding a Predator's blast and letting it slam it's own comrades. I landed behind him and slashed again, leaving him cut in half and headed back into the fray. There I took on three more mutos, leaving them dead and others coming for more. I slipped out, letting them fall in on themselves and slaughter their comrades in the melee.

I took advantage of the moment to thrust my saber back into it's sheath and remove my purple whip from it's holding place. For a moment I stood still, transfixed by the bladed weapon I held in my hand. Time for a Scorpion inpression!

I spun my whip above my head and unleashed it on my foes. The blade at the end dug into a raider and wrapped around several others, cutting into the soft skin. I spun them around the released them, letting them crush a tank, denting the metal and knocking it off its treds. I had a knew feeling in me. Drunk on power and the chaos around me, I dove in again, using my whip to create a deadly cage around my victims. I needed to try out this great new power of mine. I felt everything else melt away as I drew my saber again, cutting into metal and retracting my whip, taking out a few MORE of my opponets.

Oh yes, this was it. Those mavericks were going to regret ever crossings paths with Neo Light!

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A legion soldier raised a shaking hand to his communticator. "Mister Aerios? You might wanna see this..."

At Legion

A general at Legion sat on his usual armchair, watching the chaos on the fullscreen moniter on his wall.

He raised a finger towards the young crimson-clad boy in the middle of the fray, unleahsing his fury upon the mavericks, who were being ripped apart at a ridiculas pace with greater ease. "Who is that?"

"We're confirming his identity now, sir, but we believe that's Neo Light, son of the resercher Aaron Light, who left for Area 99 with his daughter, Maria Light, ten years ago."

"You mean to tell me a fifteen-year-old is causing that chaos? Alone?"

"Yes sir."

"Do not approach him." Aerios commanded. "I don't think his mind is in the best condition right now and until I know you are not to approach him, or do anything he may read as a threat. It's best that he remains alone, for now. Pull back to the edges of the city."

"Yes sir. Pulling back now."

"Neo Light, huh...? Let's see just what you're capable of..."

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/Neo's P.O.V.

I blasted away, feeling that the forces were thinning out. Jumping over the recently decapitated body of a Mutos, I scalded the devastated mall. Reaching the roof, I turned around and servayed the scene below me. Groups of raiders were clumped together, obiously frightened by my dissapearance, looking everywhere as if they were expecting me to jump out of the shadows and cut into their bodies.

I snorted. They were right to be scared. I have no mercy for murderers. I looked to the right. A few Mutos were scrambling for the south exit. I stepped in their direction, before stopping. Wait. No, let them escape. After all...

I jumped down again, hitting the ground with a thud and dashing towards my prey. If a few didn't get away, their master wouldn't know what he was up against. He wouldn't know who he was dealing with. He wouldn't know that he had finally dabbled where he shouldn't have, that he had uncovered a force that would bring about his ahanillation.

I cut down the final officer. I turned to the final two raiders, the only ones still alive. They cowered under my stare.

"You." I pointed my saber towards his face, enjoying his terrified reaction. "Which raider faction do you belong to?"

"T-T-T-The Ferals! T-The Fearls, s-sir..." The first one stammered.

The second one retained some of his bravery. "Master Cyrus will defeat you, murderer." He spat up at me.

I curled my lips back in fury. I grabbed that sorry man by the neck. "Strange thing to call me, don't you think? How many civillians have I killed? None. But you...?" My blade traced his jaw, drawing blood. "How many have you killed for cash?" When he didn't answer, out of fear, I dropped him. "Tell your master Cyrus that when he killed Melody Light, he stepped into water over his head. Tell him that I am Neo Light...and vengance will be MINE."

I watched them run, still seething from what the other man said to me. "How many men does it take to deliver a message?" I asked no one in particular. I smirked softly, pulling out my buster. "One." I answered my own question, firing into the distance.

Once that was over with, I demerged and began to walk back towards the cathedral. It felt strange to feel that awesome power leave my body. I felt pretty sickened when I veiwed the blood covering my body. I had to remind myself that I hadn't killed any civillians like mom. I just killed mavericks. After all, they deserved my wrath. They killed for that 'new world'. I gagged. The mere thought sickened me.

I saw my mother again, kneeling next to her body. I swallowed the tears that wanted so desprately to come and kissed her cheek. "I'll miss you mother." I said quietly. "But it's okay. I'll destory the mavericks and help create the ideal world you dreamed about. Goodbye." I tenderly stroked her face, and stood up and glared defiantly at the moon.

"You'll pay for this Cyrus!"

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/Mysertious P.O.V.

I panted, the energy serge fading as I reverted from my transformation to my normal form. My body was sticky with blood. "Cyrus..." I muttered the name with forceful hate in my voice. "How dare you destory my family..." I gritted my teeth...then I threw back my head and let out an feral, inhuman roar that echoed through the empy excavation ground.

"Vengance will be MINE!"

End chapter

Author's Note: Now how's THAT for chaotic? I think I got the feeling into this one, with more detail than before. Okay, so both Neo and the mysery person (but it isn't really hard to guess who that is, is it?) want revenge, and that's not something I've put in the other fic either. So, what do you think so far? This was my OTHER idea for ZX Omega, one with a more...well...OMEGA feel to it.