Here's to another revamped Diamond City Chronicles (DCC) fic of mine, which I'll be posting here. I recommend checking out the earlier DCC entries first so as to avoid any sudden confusions, but it's your call. Oh, and this story takes place slightly before "WarioWare: Arcade Mania!", one of my spinoff fics I posted last month.
DISCLAIMER: Contra belongs to Konami, whereas Bomberman still remains a property of Hudson Soft as of March 1, 2012. WarioWare, on the other hand, is owned by Nintendo. Any songs "used" throughout the course of this fanfic are properties of their respective owners, along with any characters that aren't within the three franchises listed here, unless stated otherwise.
-Contra: Project ACT ZERO-
Prologue
ARCTIC BOMBER'S P.O.V.
Hey there. I know it seems rather unusual I'd be giving you guys a heads-up on what's about to happen, but that's only because I've recently reformed myself near the end of World War III. Although it was very devastating all over Earth, we were lucky enough to have saved millions of innocent lives...well, I wish I could say the same for Sergeants Mad Dog and Scorpion of Delta Force. On top of that, I once heard sometime later that they've made an appearance in Contra 4 alongside Bill Rizer and Lance Bean in a war against Black Viper, Red Falcon's partner-in-slime.
Fast-forward to I think 6 months since the day of our victory. It's about March, in the year 20XX now. Or maybe February...boy, I gotta learn to check the calendar everyday since I don't live with Red Falcon's space goons anymore. But get this: I've just heard from Blaze Bomber that there's strange activity going on in outer space. On top of that, some guy named General Shepherd has chosen us - along with the Four Contras - for some reason, and is intending to brief us in on the situation. Well, time for me to earn my reputation once again by teaming up with Aaron, Ami, Bill, and Lance...
All whilst accompanied by none other than Blaze Bomber himself. And before anybody feels concerned, yes, I've been learning how to control my anger in a heated battle ever since the aftermath of World War III. On top of that, I've sworn on their friends' behalf to never again bully the innocent as long as I live. Though I once was a bad Bomber-girl, I now stand tall as an honorary Contra!
END P.O.V.
And that's the prologue. I know it's typically short, but other than that, I'll have the first chapter up shortly. The following ones after will be for another time, since I don't intend on rushing myself, let alone finish the story too fast.
