Alright, after reading millions of words worth of fan fics, I've decided to try my hand at writing one. For my first fic, I've decided to write Megaman, and write a new adventure for Lan and Mega in the Battle Network game series. It's a continuation ten years into the future, when Lan and his friends have graduated from college are off in the world. I've had this in my head long before I ever joined ; I just never had an avenue to write it on…until now. This will be mainly focused on Lan x Mayl pairing, but there'll be Mega x Roll, and Chaud might find someone as well.

I don't own Megaman, Capcom does. If I did own it, this would be a game, not a fan fic. Battle Network would have never ended.

Let the story begin!

Chapter 1: Magnetic Mishap on the Metro, 1.0

"The 10:30 Metroline departing to Banetropolis will leave in five minutes. All passengers need to board immediately." The message rang out on the public speakers in the station. Lan Hikari grimaced as he weaved through the crowd towards the boarding platform.

"Damn it! I can't believe I overslept! And today's the day I finally move too!" he said.

"Well I tried to wake you up at least a dozen times," Megaman said from the PET on Lan's side. "Maybe that will teach you to go to bed earlier instead of messing around." Lan scowled at his Navi.

"Hey, I was working on that design for that new interface. That's hardly messing around."

"Whatever you say Lan. You'd better get into gear if you want to make it in time." Lan sighed and nodded. The crowd cleared as he neared the platform, allowing him to use his skates to get a burst of speed. Lan flew through the doors of the train just before they closed. He panted heavily, catching his breath.

"That was too close," he thought to himself.

"Now departing for Bannetropolis," The overhead speakers announced. Lan felt the train shift beneath his feet as it began to move. He sighed in relief.

"We're finally on our way, huh Lan?" Megaman said. Lan nodded and grinned at his Navi.

"It's been a long time coming, pal. We're finally gonna start making our mark." It had been ten years since Lan had graduated from ADCD Elementary. He had now finished college, majoring in Programming and Mechanical Engineering. He'd been designing some minor programs and systems and tried to sell them to companies. Surprisingly, a representative from Gordan Industries, one of the biggest networking corporations in Electopia known for the innovative and original systems it produced, had picked up one of his designs during his senior year. He'd apparently thought Lan showed a lot of promise. Lan had received an invitation soon afterwards to come to the company headquarters in Bannetropolis, one of the largest cities in Electopia, and apply for a position in their Research and Development Department. Lan had immediately accepted, saying he'd come after he finished college. He'd already sent all of his personal equipment home for the time being, asking his parents to look after it until he found a new apartment.

The trip from Ciberian University to Bannetropolis, would take a couple hours. Lan turned to sit down and noticed his reflection in the dark glass windows. He smirked a bit. He sure had changed a lot since the days of running around NetBattling. He'd shot up during puberty, reaching six ft. He spent enough time working out to make sure he was in great physical condition. Though it was subtle, he could see the muscles in his arms. He'd changed his wardrobe up too; he now wore a dark blue sweatshirt and some jeans, though he liked to use his roller shoes sometimes. He had on a black backpack that contained all the personal essentials he'd need; his other clothes and belongings had already been shipped to his new apartment. He'd grown out his hair, allowing it to grow freely in his spikes. He'd taken to wearing his bandana on his arm instead of around his head, allowing his bangs to fall down. His face had matured too, giving him somewhat of a roguish flair that made him pretty handsome; at least, that's what the girls at his college had seemed to think. He grinned at some of the memories. Good times…

"Hey, Earth to Lan?" Megaman broke in on his thoughts, sounding annoyed. "Are you there?"

"Huh?" Lan shook his head and looked at his PET screen sheepishly. "Oh sorry, I must have zoned out." Megaman sighed.

"Some things don't seem to change, huh?"the Navi thought. He himself hadn't changed very much at all. He still had his blue armor and spiky hair sticking out just like he always had. Though he had become somewhat taller and gained a more developed face. Lan's Dad had made some adjustments to him, saying Lan couldn't be the only one of them to get to grow up. He rolled his eyes at his Operator and brother. "Honesty, will you ever start paying more attention?"

"Yeah, yeah, I know. So what's the deal?" Lan asked impatiently.

"I'm starting to get some strange readings from the electrical current. It's fluctuating pretty rapidly." Lan frowned. The Metroline current always needed to be stable, as too much change will cause havoc in the speed regulation. He knew the probable cause too: a virus attack. He sighed.

"Well I guess we should probably see what the issue is." He looked around and spotted a public IR jack-in port for the Metro train's terminal. (Nowadays Operators could remotely operate their Navis through a wireless infrared connection as long as they were near the port.) Lan reached for his PET. "Ready Mega?"

"Always Lan." Lan nodded. He drew the PET out of its holder.

"Jack-in," he spun the PET around in his hand while slid back the top of his PET, revealing the IR transmission sensor.

"Megaman," he swung the PET and pointed the sensor at the jack-in port, watching the access confirmation light turn green. He clicked the transmit button.

"Execute!"

Megaman streamed from Lan's PET into the jack-in port through the IR connection. A second later he landed in the Metro car's comp. He stepped forward and looked around. Like most advanced comps he'd been in, its design reflected its purpose. The comp looked just like a metro train car. It gave Navis limited hi-speed access to the Net, allowing them to make transactions and send things quickly while their Operators rode the real Metro. A couple of other Navis were already sitting down in the chairs doing their own business. "How's it looking in there," he heard Lan ask through their private comm link.

"Nothing looks to be wrong," he replied. Everything seemed normal enough, but Megaman could feel something off. Suddenly he felt himself being dragged backwards to the front of the comp car by a strong unknown force, along with the other Navis in the car. The pull was brief, lasting for less than a second. Still it was powerful enough to move Megaman back a few paces. Unprepared for the sudden force ending, Megaman stumbled and fell back, landing on his butt. The other Navis who had been sitting were all now sprawled on the floor. Megaman quickly got to his feet. A video screen popped up before him, showing Lan's bewildered face.

"What the heck just happened?" his Operator asked in confusion.

"I think that might have been a magnetic field flux," Megaman replied.

Lan nodded. "The Metro moves via the use of electromagnets on the railway and train, right? So the field shouldn't be fluctuating. Otherwise the conductor would lose control of the speed and direction."

"Right." Megaman agreed. "That flux was minor, so I'm guessing it's getting passed off as a small anomaly. But the fluxes are probably only just starting. If they get much worse, we're going to be in trouble."

"Then let's do something already, there's no time to waste," Lan agreed.

"Got it. The flux seems to be originating from the front of the train. These comps have got to be connected somehow." He looked around, and saw a ladder at the back of the car leading to a hatch labeled "Metro72 Maintenance Comp5."

"Looks the Metro's comp network is located on the top of the cars," Lan said. "Let's get moving." Megaman nodded and made his way to the ladder. As he was climbing up the ladder though, he felt the magnetic pull once more. The other Navis once again went flying to the front. Megaman hung on tightly to the rungs and managed to stay connected to the ladder until the flux ended.

"Looks like these fluxes are going to be an issue," he thought continuing to climb up the ladder. He opened the hatch and arrived on the Metro network comp for his car.

OK, we've got to reach the front car where the main system is by going through each of the comps between them." Lan said. "Seems simple enough."

"Unless you have magnetic fluxes trying to throw you around at random," Megaman interjected. Suddenly he felt a slight flux and something flicker before him for a moment. He groaned. "And a mess of magnetic flooring due to the magnetic field. Seems as if the flux is causing it to flicker out, but it's probably just invisible."

"We've dealt with worse before," Lan pointed out. "However, I think we can use the MagneShoes prototype program we've been testing to deal with the fluxes. While it won't be able to deal with the flooring, you should be able to deal with the pulling by providing a disrupting field for a few moments." Lan entered the NaviCust and skillfully recustomized the programs to incorporate the MagneShoes in a matter of a few seconds. Megaman looked at the blue and red boots that appeared on his feet.

"Thanks Lan."

"Hey, it's my job to watch your back. Now let's get going."

"Right." Megaman felt the flux coming and activated the MagneShoes. This time he was able to withstand the pull easily. Though the MagneShoes could only work for a few seconds, and then it needed to recharge, it would be more than enough to get through the Maintenance Comps. "Works like a charm Lan," he said smiling. He looked ahead at the flickering magnetic roads. "Alright, time to get moving."

PF: and we'll stop there.

Lan: Aw, when are we going to get to fight?

PF: Next time Lan. I'm bringing a whole new version. Trust me, it's worth the wait.

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