The wind curled up the spiral stairs, carrying dust particles on its back
to the very top storey of what was supposed to be a fortress. Every inch on
the staircase was painted deep in red. The walls were sobbing as they stood
wearily over another mass of metallic bodies, each had a grayish-white 'W'
tattooed on blank obvious spaces of their armor.
"How?" A shadow suddenly roared among a heap of forced dismantled limbs. "How did he make a miracle comeback? How did he escape his death?!"
Most likely, that shadow was the only one who was fully intact.
He squeezed his eyes shut in anger and slammed his arms against his fallen comrades. Not far away, an emotionally exhausted human shuffled his feet through the mess and kicked one of the smaller pieces into the wall next to it and caused it to crumble a little a the point of contact. The human instead, was extremely vulnerable due to his age, hugged his leg close to his chest and hopped around with the other in shear pain.
"Ouch! Worthless cans!"
The cry made the shadow cringed and immediately snarled, "We wouldn't have been thrashed like cans if you just buy better materials for our armours!"
"Silence, Bass! It's because of the noodle in your thick skull which cost so much that I couldn't afford them! And the bigger problem is that you can't use that noodle of yours for simple tasks such as defeating Megaman!" The old scientist argued.
Bass sorted out his thoughts and returned fire, "Simple? Simple?! Megaman has all the skills of the so called 'robot masters' you've made and I'm sure he don't even need them, all it takes is that stupid buster of his and we can kiss our ass in heaven! Are you sure that you are fit to be 'DOCTOR' Wily?"
Before Bass could continue mocking the insane doctor, a shredded lab coat flew over his face and a cheap leathered shoe flattened his nose. "You can kiss your ass all you want later! Get up and collect the parts...no, wait, I've got an even super idea!"
"A stupid idea, that's what it is!" Bass chuckled and heard his nose creaked under the pressure of the rubber soles. "Ouch! Hey, take your stinking foot off my handsome nose!"
"Smart talk later, intelligent ideas now! Yes, yes, I've got it! I'll sell all these parts and buy me the best of the best! Bass, your services are most needed, sell them all! And once I get the materials...no more robot masters! Instead, you shall have a baby brother!"
"A b.b.brother?! That's so cool! Sure dad, I'll get cracking immediately!" He jumped onto his metallic boots, almost toppling the scientist and for the first time, followed his father's ridiculous instructions. "I'll get the best there is, I'll be the best older brother!"
Bass grabbed a wolf-like robotic head with its sad purple eyelids dangling as Bass shook it, "Did you hear that, Treble? We're gonna get a new brother!"
Dr. Wily---note to myself, make a much more mature robot than this empty can...
"How?" A shadow suddenly roared among a heap of forced dismantled limbs. "How did he make a miracle comeback? How did he escape his death?!"
Most likely, that shadow was the only one who was fully intact.
He squeezed his eyes shut in anger and slammed his arms against his fallen comrades. Not far away, an emotionally exhausted human shuffled his feet through the mess and kicked one of the smaller pieces into the wall next to it and caused it to crumble a little a the point of contact. The human instead, was extremely vulnerable due to his age, hugged his leg close to his chest and hopped around with the other in shear pain.
"Ouch! Worthless cans!"
The cry made the shadow cringed and immediately snarled, "We wouldn't have been thrashed like cans if you just buy better materials for our armours!"
"Silence, Bass! It's because of the noodle in your thick skull which cost so much that I couldn't afford them! And the bigger problem is that you can't use that noodle of yours for simple tasks such as defeating Megaman!" The old scientist argued.
Bass sorted out his thoughts and returned fire, "Simple? Simple?! Megaman has all the skills of the so called 'robot masters' you've made and I'm sure he don't even need them, all it takes is that stupid buster of his and we can kiss our ass in heaven! Are you sure that you are fit to be 'DOCTOR' Wily?"
Before Bass could continue mocking the insane doctor, a shredded lab coat flew over his face and a cheap leathered shoe flattened his nose. "You can kiss your ass all you want later! Get up and collect the parts...no, wait, I've got an even super idea!"
"A stupid idea, that's what it is!" Bass chuckled and heard his nose creaked under the pressure of the rubber soles. "Ouch! Hey, take your stinking foot off my handsome nose!"
"Smart talk later, intelligent ideas now! Yes, yes, I've got it! I'll sell all these parts and buy me the best of the best! Bass, your services are most needed, sell them all! And once I get the materials...no more robot masters! Instead, you shall have a baby brother!"
"A b.b.brother?! That's so cool! Sure dad, I'll get cracking immediately!" He jumped onto his metallic boots, almost toppling the scientist and for the first time, followed his father's ridiculous instructions. "I'll get the best there is, I'll be the best older brother!"
Bass grabbed a wolf-like robotic head with its sad purple eyelids dangling as Bass shook it, "Did you hear that, Treble? We're gonna get a new brother!"
Dr. Wily---note to myself, make a much more mature robot than this empty can...