Hey all, heres a co-written fic. Its a naruto/megaman X crossover, pairings unknown at this point if there is even pairings that is. On with the fic!
Avengers and Mavericks
Prologue or one-shot
A ebony haired teen sweated in his sleep, his bangs stuck to his pale face.
"..." the teen mumbled and bit his lips, a small bead of blood came from a small cut but the boy didn't wake.
His hands clenched the sheets of the bed, twitsting them violently.
"X..." The boy mumbled.
The boy was sixteen years old and the last of his family other then a missin nin brother, this boy dreaming was Uchida Sasuke.
And the dream, it wasn't actually a dream.
It was more like a memory...
A memory of another life.
"X! Leave him to me! Get outta here, damnit!" A longhaired blonde warrior shouted to a blue armoured one. "Take Axl and go!"
"I'm not leaving you here Zero! You're hurt, I can't leave you like this!" the blue armoured one shouted back. This was true--blood was coming from a cut on his head and there were dents in his red and white armour. 'Zero' shook his head.
"X, please. I gotta do this alone." "No Zero! We can do this together!" A slow, sad smile came over the warrior's face. "I'm sorry, X. This is the way it's gotta be."
Faster than the dreaming boy could follow, the red armored fighter dashed forward and attacked his comrade. The blue one dropped to the ground, knocked senseless. Slowly, he bent down and hoisted his friend over his back and carried him to a small, circular room. He deposited the small fighter into a seat and strapped him in, a black-armoured figure already in a nearby seat, blood coming from numerous wounds and also out cold.
The armoured warrior turned and walked out, hitting some kind of panel on his way. A door hissed shut, and the thing launched into an inky black nothingness, heading to a small blue planet. The fighter looked through a window watching them go.
Sasuke woke with a start, sweat dripping down his forehead.
"That dream... so real," he whispered to himself, he whipped away the sweat that had gathered at his brow.
Getting up he slid out of bed, the covers falling from his slim form.
With silent steps he walked to the window and pulled back the blind, he then stared at the silvery moon that shone softly in the midnight sky.
In the strange dream, it had been in the earth in the sky.. could he have been on the moon in the dream?
He shook his head at such a ridiculous thought, and began to close the blind again intent on going back to sleep... hopefully a dreamless sleep.
Suddenly he froze as his reflection caught his attention for bare moments, he then blinked and shook his head.
"I'm so tired I'm imagining things," he said a bit grumpily, he then headed back to bed.
He pulled the covers around his form, closing his eyes he had to laugh silently at himself.
There was no way his eyes could have been blue like the red armoured figure for a few minutes, it was just his imagination… for his eyes were black as always… the dream was just a dream.
Yes… he would keep telling himself that.
And soon he found himself falling back into the void known as sleep, and from that into dreams.
"SIGMA! WHERE ARE YOU, YOU COWARD!" an enranged yell sounded throughout the metal halls of the space station. The crimson-colored warrior stalked through the halls like a wolf stalking its prey.
His thoughts turned back to the azure-clad warrior he had forcibly shot into space just moments before and an ironic smile came to his lips. They had been built to destroy each other, but they had ended up as close as brothers. Same as the red head in navy blue armor--he had seen something of himself in the kid when he had first saw him.
He stopped short of an important looking door, wiping the smile off his face and composing himself of the important fight to come. He knew, somehow, that this would probably be his last battle. So why did he feel so calm inside? Shaking his head, he stalked through the door.
"So, Zero...you've come. Alone, I might add." a hauntingly familiar voice came from the darkened room. "You know it, you maverick. Prepare to die." The evil voice laughed. "Come, come Zero. You are no match for me, in your current condition. I was even expecting X or Axl to join you." "I'm more than enough for you, you bloody coward! Shut up and fight!"
The voice laughed. "Very well, Zero. Let us decide, once and for all, who is the better of us! Show me what you're made of!" The crimson colored warrior grinned and reached over his shoulder, gripping the hilt of something. As his hand came back over, the hilt was revealed to be a beam saber, glowing green in the shadows. "Let's go, Sigma. Bring it on!" And with that being said, he lunged.
Explosions rippled through the ground and air as the two met, Flashes of light and sounds filled everything.
Zero grinned wildly in a maniac way, his sapphire eyes seemed to glow like blue fire in the dim light.
This was his battle, the one that would be the end of all ends to his battles.
With his left hand he touched a large gasp across his chest, so very deep... any deeper and he'd be offline... bye bye Zero.
A small sad smile crept over his face, and for a moment a tear tear was at the corner of his eyes.
'So... this is the end' he thought sadly, Sigma was also damaged... but who knew how much health the damn maverick had.
Too much for his liking...
'X... look after everyone for me... because this time I have a feeling no one is going to be able to piece me together this time' he thought.
A sudden noise caught his attention. Sigma was nearly gone, he could sense it...all he needed was the finishing blow...
Sigma stalked forward from the shadows, his weapon at the ready. A mirthless grin covered his face, and he pointed the wicked energy scythe at his enemy. "Come, Zero. Let's finish this." Zero smiled. "Wouldn't have it any other way, Sigma."
The two faced each other, and vanished from sight. They reappeared seconds later, at opposite ends of the room, backs to their opponent. For a moment, nobody moved. Then, suddenly, Sigma toppled forward, small explosions sounding as his chest and arms seperated from his torso. Zero too dropped to one knee, none the worse for wear. Finally. Finally, the madman was gone...
"WELL DONE, ZERO." A hated voice sounded from the loudspeakers. "BUT NOT ENOUGH!" Crap. And just when you thought it was all over, the nutcase pulled another trick out of his sleeve...
The floor started to shake as a giant hand burst from the floor. The crimson-armored warrior watched with horror as Sigma's new body pulled itself up. There was no way that Zero was gonna be able to take this monstrosity down...wait. There was one way...
"DIE, ZERO!" Sigma yelled as he brought his spike-covered hand down. "YOU FIRST!" The swordsman yelled in reply, as he dashed around to his enemy's back, leaving his saber where it lay. Kick jumping the wall, he managed to land on Sigma's back and activated something that he had hoped he would never use again. The last time had been on Vile, and now would be this Maverick's turn.
"WHAT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" the Maverick screeched, trying to rip the small form off of his back. "Making sure you keep me company in the afterlife Siggy!" A small screen flashed in his line of vision. Self destruct activated in 10...9...8...
Sigma seemed to understand what he was talking about. And he knew he was powerless to stop it. "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
The screen kept counting down. 5...4... 'Bye, everyone.' 1...0. Self desturct activated.
And then all was white.
Sasuke woke with a gasp, hand going to his chest to still his beating heart. Wearly, he looked out the window and sighed. It was morning. As he got out of bed and got dressed, he thought about the strange dream. Was it a dream? Or had it been real? He snorted to himself. Of course it wasn't real. It was only a dream, after all. Sasuke didn't look at the mirror, missing the color change from sapphire blue to onix black.
After all, it was only a dream, and dreams weren't real, in his book.
The leaf nin sighed to himself as he walked out the door. It was only a dream.
...Right?