Hi everyone. I'm new to so this will be my first.
HOWEVER. I am NOT NEW to writing fanfiction. Although my writing is kinda rusty, I hope to do my best!
I'm a dream writer. Meaning I daydream about these ideas before I write them. Usually when I try falling asleep at night.
Also, I am a RockMan FANATIC. I know practicully EVERYTHING about the games,anime,books,ETC.
So here we are.
This book is rated - TEEN. ( Since I am one... )
Rated T for - Dark Themes. Romance. Violence. Some may not appear until later chapters.
Based off of... ROCKMAN ZERO. ROCKMAN BATTLE NETWORK.
This takes place in the RockMan Zero Timeline.
Forte looks like the EXE version. ( Cloak, powers, and all )
HOWEVER his past is from the classic series, While his personality is from the EXE series. Confusing, yes. But read on, you won't be disspapointed!
EXPLANATION.
Forte from the classic series, obeys Wily and all that crap.
He then comes to hate humans, ( like the EXE games ) And when Wily is dead, he wants to become the strongest by killing all these so called humans.
UGH. I know it's a bit of a plot hole, but stick with me here, Bass's past gets MUCH more in-depth in later chapters.
RockMan and all related characters are (C) of CAPCOM CO. LTD.
I do not own THEM.
I do however, own some characters I have come up with. And will be stated in other chapters.
PROLOGUE.
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... A small lizard skittered throughout the massive desert, the hot, red sun beat upon his reptilian skin.
It wished to cool off, so crawled underneath a nearby stone, surrounded by various desertlike plants and rocks. It was elevated slightly by other rocks, and almost looked like a miniature cave.
The small lizard was only a foot or two long, a mere ant compared to the other creatures wandering about.
A pack of coyotes were hunting nearby, sniffing the ground for traces of any nearby, small, feeble creatures to snack upon. There were atleast twelve of them. One picked up the scent left behind by the small reptile.
The lizard gazed hesitantly out of it's temporary " house " as if to gaze upon the dangers that lerked about. It eyed the coyotes, fearing that they may find him, he hid back underneath the nice, cool stone. It wished something else would pass by, scaring, or diverting the coyotes attention so that he could make a quick escape.
One of the coyotes had unusual markings, swift, reddish-brown fur covered its back, white outlined its eyes, showing its age. It was the leader of the pack, and was busy sniffing out the lizards location, while the other coyotes were either looking for more, small frightened creatures, or keeping a watch for any unlucky competition that would pass by.
Some dust and sand seemed to slap the dry, scaly reptilian. Something had shifted sand literally just in front of the rock. He started to shake in fear, he didn't want to die, sure, he was a lizard, but still had the will to survive.
The leader coyote looked back, glaring at the others, as if he was attempting some form of communication. He cocked his head as if to say, "I found something" , other coyotes moved closer, to watch their leader snatch a possible snack.
Then, something strange happened. The sky filled with black clouds, and the coyotes backed away, and trembled in fear. Several of them tilted their heads skyward, sniffing the air of the new, strange scent.
The watchers began to bark, backing up as they did. It was as if a terrible evil had surrounded the area.
Rain poured from the sky. Thunder deafened the coyotes barks. Some began to whimper and howl, as if they were being struck by daggers. The leader gave a yelp, and the pack ran as far away as they could, running in the lizards direction.
The small, frightened reptile was underneath the stampeding coyotes, as they ran and hopped there way over the patch of rocks.
One brushed up against a cactus, and didn't stop, or whine, it didn't pay any attention to the needles stuck in its side, it just kept moving.
The little lizard hopped out from underneath it's small home. It looked about, wondering why the coyotes decided to scramble away so quickly. It turned to see the pack running into the horizon.
Something was coming up from behind the creature. He could sense the dark, looming, suddenly intesifying power, so he turned to see what it was. Should he stay and see what it is? Or should he run just like the small pack of coyotes had? Then, the lizard began to make out a figure in the distance, maybe not so much a figure, rather a siloutte.
It crept closer to him. He felt like running, but something stopped him, he froze on the spot.
The rain had caused a bit of a puddle where the reptile was standing. Now the splashes from the rain jumped up and continued to hit him in the face.
The siloutte was now directly in front of him.
It was a humanoid reploid, wrapped in a dark, tattered, brown cloak, which covered him head to toe. It wore a jet black helmet, with a blue star-cross-like crystal on the front, and orange, maybe gold fins stuck out from the sides of the helmet.
He didn't stop walking, and a big, black boot smashed the lizards body into the ground.
The dark reploid kept on moving, as blood began to fill the puddle where the mangled lizard lay.
It was the last thing the lizard had on his mind, to be squished by a reploid. Expecially in this place, no reploids or humans ever wandered about out here.
However,the lizard was now resting peacefully, something he almost wished he could've done all his life.
The Reploid moved into the horizon, leaving the battered corpse behind.
He didn't even realize he had stepped on something.
His cloak covered his lips, and revealed only his crimson red eyes. He had purple markings that streaked down his face like tears, his eyes were darkly outlined.
The appearence gave off a gothic impression, and he had the personality to match. He was a cold, heartless soul. A one-goal oriented thinker.
He was made to be a strong warrior type reploid, as if his creator had tryed simulating a "god"
But heck, he didn't ask to be made like that.
Although he was made to be a god he lived up to the title matter-of-fact. The people he terrified, had given him a title. Something he was worthy of.
"The god of Destruction."
Sometimes, he was ashamed of himself.
Ashamed of everything from his looks, appearence, and mind.
His first job when he was made was to destroy a certain someone, by the name of RockMan. But never succeeded, even though he had tried, his master only gave him trouble for it. Time and time again, had he tried to prove his might to his creator.
He was just doing what " master " wanted him to do.
Humans, he didn't give a darn for them. Reploids on the other hand, were superiour beings, exceeding anything a human could do. It would be best if all humans were dead, he would think to himself. "They only get in the way."
His master, was displeased with this god-like reploid. And proceeded to make a replacement. That replacement, was Zero. A reploid supposedly stronger then him.
He had long, blond hair, red and white armor at the time. A helmet with a turqoiuse, tringular crystal on the tip, and four, red horns stuck out from the back of his helmet, two on each side. His chestplate had two green bulbs which stuck out from his chest. They actually were used as cooling vents.
The black reploid was furious that his master wanted to replace him with this other girly reploid. And he began to seek revenge.
Their master had planted a virus into Zero, the "Maverick Virus". It made him a crazy, bloodthirsty killer. Only his master could control him, but that didn't last long. Zero's free will was locked up inside of the Maverick Virus, letting the virus take control, and as the it grew stronger, Zero grew with more and more hatred. Eventually, that would be the death of his master, Dr. Wily.
After Wily's death, the god of Destruction began to seek revenge. But even for him, it was useless, Zero was so strong that he could barley escape with his life, so, he put himself into hibernation. He was to gain newfound power, and let is systems recharge from the many fights he had. So, the dark, almost gothic reploid, put himself to his sleep, for over hundreds of countless years.
Zero, meanwhile wreaked destruction upon anywhere he walked. He would eventually lose that virus, to another reploid, who was fighting for the sake of the lives of humans, and as for revenge for the ones Zero had killed. His name was Sigma. But, when Sigma fought the bloodthirsty killer, the virus left Zero, and made its way into Sigma, making him go crazy, doing the opposite of what he had meant to do, Sigma became the killer now. Zero, without the virus, had no memory of what he had done, but when he learnt of his past, he would fight against Sigma's rebellion. He swore he would protect any innoccent Reploids and Humans. He would destroy Sigma, time and time again, with the help of another reploid,X.
But, this was now in the past...
The dark reploid who was awakened after hundreds of years of slumber continued to stagger through the endless vast plain of sand. He wondered what has chaged over the years.. "What has become of us Reploids? What new technology is there in this new world?" His thoughts were weak as he sensed a strong force coming from somewhere. A force more powerfull then him perhaps, one even stronger then his brother, Zero. "If my brother is even still alive." He thought. Even if he was robotic, he wouldn't survive long out in the desert. He had to find refuge, food, all those things that hindered a Reploids superior existence to humans. The only thing that would make him stand out from this new world was his power. Sureley nothing could have become more powerfull then him. He was after all, the "god of Destruction"...
Forte...
As he dissapeared into the distance, so did the storm that followed him.
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( The lizard can be any type you want it to be. Just as long as it's small... )
Well, whattya think? R&R PLEASE! NO FLAMING.
Also, this is just a prolouge... And only introduces the style, and the main character.
The first chapter will be up soon, as I have alot of time to work on things like this.
(I'm homeschooled)
And don't worry, the next chapter focuses on introducing the MMZ characters, a plot.
AND A NEW CHARACTER I HAVE COME UP WITH. I can't say more then " her " name... Amythese...
Please give me ideas for this story in your reviews.. I'm thinking of making.
FortexCiel. Is that ok?
Sorry if this prolouge wasn't long enough... I just wanted to post this soon.
I might update this prolouge..
BIG EDIT! Feb 7, 2007!
Hello all! Sorry for the HUUUUUGGGEE wait for the next chapter, I have gotten a review and even been nagged by my friend to continue this Fanfiction. I originally lost interest in continuing this becuase I never finished Zero4. I have now, but it's kinda been awhile... oo'''
I've thought about this for QUITE some time! And have come up with new ideas for it, I even made a whole new chapter changing this entire book into the EXE series format. But I scrapped that... I'm gonna continue with this and make it work! I've changed a few things in the prolouge, so read it again as to not miss anything!!! The more good reviews and motivation I get, the more you can be sure I'll continue on. One of those last reviews I got sparked my interest in doing this again. Thank you.
I'll do my best, and may this one day be one of the best Fanfictions yet!