Tsukasa: This is a re-posting of a fic from my main profile on this one. A couple of reasons for this would be:
A, Almost all my video game stuff is here anyway and
B, I felt like it
B isn't a good reason, but there you go.
Project X
Disclaimer: I own nothing! NOTHING I TELL YOU!
Tsukasa: I will completely throw the plot for some Mega man games out the window. Some things will remain. Others will be changed. Elements of MM Classic, MM Battlenetwork, MMZX included. So AU After MM Classic 9 and total AU for MMX. Because I'm most familiar with the X series that is the universe I will be using at the main shaping of this story's universe. Other things will be added in and references to other stuff is probably intentional.
"There have always been ghosts in the machine. Random segments of code, that have grouped together to form unexpected protocols. Unanticipated, these free radicals engender questions of free will, creativity, and even the nature of what we might call the soul. Why is it that when some robots are left in darkness, they will seek out the light? Why is it that when robots are stored in an empty space, they will group together, rather than stand alone? How do we explain this behavior? Random segments of code? Or is it something more? When does a perceptual schematic become consciousness? When does a difference engine become the search for truth? When does a personality simulation become the bitter mote... of a soul?"
Dr. Alfred Lanning- I Robot
Chapter 1: Dr. Light
20XX
Dr. Light was an elderly man when he created Rock, Roll, and, Blues. The robots never knew of the following facts:
Dr. Light had at one point been married.
Dr. Light had a son named Tristan.
Dr. Light and his wife divorced soon after Tristan was born.
It was so painful he never could tell them. Now you ask relevancy? Not yet. It will be relevant later on in this tale. Right now we focus on the present.
The present being, due to an earthquake, Rock, Roll, and Blues have been destroyed along with much of Dr. Light's private laboratory. Dr. Light was living at the head quarters of Light Industries when he received a grant from a military organization.
Normally, he would refuse such an offer due to his principles but, seeing as he needed the job he, against his better judgment, took that job. While doing so he worked on blue prints that had had saved from his collapsed lab; X. Mega Man X was to be a revolutionary robot that was almost human.
He thought this was a brilliant break through in his robotics field. Others had other plans once they saw the blueprints for X when he'd been out of the room for a minute. Much different than what Dr. Light planned.
"A WEAPON!" he said outraged.
"Your newest robot could be the perfect soldier." said His employer.
"I won't do it, besides, it just isn't practical: This robot will need at least 30 years of testing to make sure he won't go berserk. I simply won't do it." said Dr. Light grasping at straws frantically hoping his greatest dream wouldn't be corrupted by this man.
"I suppose you're right; a robot is much too impractical. Adapt it to be cybernetics." said the employer.
"What?" asked Dr. Light caught off guard.
"Adapt. That. Blue. Print. To. Be. A. Cybernetics. Blue. Print." said the employer as if he were talking to a small child. "We will have soldiers volunteer for this." he said.
Dr. Light sighed; He had no choice.
"Fine but you have to find soldiers who can handle the strain of having this done to them." said Dr. Light in defeat: Where had his resolve gone?
"That will be no problem once your system in finished." said the employer walking away.
'Forgive me Rock' he thought remembering the peaceful robot's hatred of fighting. Now his, in a sense, younger brother was to be corrupted.
Now being a staunch pacifist, Dr. Light had figured out a way to make things difficult for his employers. He made the specifications for the soldier so specific it was difficult to find anyone who matched. His employer was getting quite frustrated. He hoped that his employer would get frustrated to the point where he'd scrap the idea. Dr. Light had underestimated his employer in that regard.
Not to say Dr. Light's employer wasn't frustrated. He was extremely annoyed with Dr. Light's specificity. None of his men matched at all. Not one. They were all physically strong but mentally; they needed work. A lot of work and that was putting it nicely. This meant that the employer needed a fit and smart younger man to be the first to receive this honor. If he himself had been smarter, he'd have forced Dr. Light to change the specifications but it never crossed his mind to do that.
Since he was not beholden to any government, the Commander (His personal title for himself), decided to scope out civilians for the perfect candidate.
Now during this time you might ask, 'Where's Wily?'
The answer: In some secret lair working on Zero oblivious to the world and doesn't even know Mega man is gone yet. Bass was taken apart by Wily for parts for Zero. Treble ran off after Wily scrapped Bass.
Back to the Commander,
He looked at possible civilians to be the soldier his little militant group needed. He stood on a street corner looking at each person as they passed.
"Too skinny, too fat, to dumb….." he remarked to himself as a certain person passed then he saw a boy he'd been casing since he had decided to scope civilians, er, scout else where for talent. The boy was tall, roughly 6'0 at full height, 16 years of age, had ear lobe length black hair that went all over the place, and neon green eyes. He ran track and made the Highest Honors on the Honor Roll with top grades of his class.
His name: Xavier Prosper.
'Even his name fits.' thought the Commander. He would choose this boy to be the first of a new army; a cyborg army. After all, he could break a teenage boy's spirits easily.
Xavier's ambitions in life were different than what the Commander intended. For one; he wanted to survive High School. True he was smart and athletic; a rare combination at his school, but had a plethora of problems.
For starters; his eye sight was failing; he'd be blind in less than a year.
Secondly, his parents were splitting.
Thirdly, his sister had just died; killed by a drunk driver.
Fourthly, His dad had begun beating him after losing ten years sobriety.
Finally, the operation that could save his eyes was not covered by their insurance.
On an outside glance, sure Xavier had a good life, but really; it royally stunk!
"Hey X, ready for that meet tomorrow?" asked his best friend Zack.
"No, but I'll do my best, Z." said Xavier. The pair often joked it was a good thing there wasn't a Yolanda or a Yuki at their school that they were friends with or they would be X, Y, Z.
They separated and Xavier decided to take the long way home to avoid a beating for a while; his dad had been hitting the whiskey early that day. It was his hope that his dad would be passed out whenever he got home. The operatives for the Commander smirked as Xavier walked past them.
"Now." Xavier heard a voice say and he felt something hit him in the neck before the world began to spin as he collapsed.
The next thing he knew was he was lying on a cold metal table without any clothing on. He could feel the cold metal shackles on his wrists and ankles. He was unable to see anything beyond the bright lights beating down on him, almost blinding him. The first thing that came to mind was alien abduction but looking out the corners of his eyes away from the bright lights, Xavier saw only the standard equipment for an operating room.
Having watched too much science fiction Xavier's mind immediately jumped to illegal experiment. And he was scared stiff.
He could hear an argument moving closer to where he was. He shivered slightly from fear and from cold.
"HE DID NOT VOLUNTEER FOR THIS!" yelled an elderly man's voice.
'Hey that voice sounds familiar,' thought Xavier.
"IF YOU DO NOT DO WHAT I ASK I WILL KILL THIS BOY!" said another voice, a deep bass voice that carried no bluff in its timbre. Xavier knew if the old man didn't buckle the other man would kill him.
'Better to die normally than as a guinea pig.' he thought. He practically heard the older man break.
"I am not medical doctor, I cannot perform this alone." he said.
"I will get a renowned surgeon, perhaps you've heard of her, Dr. Tsukina Light?" he said.
"You already have her, don't you?" said the older man.
"THOMAS!" said an old woman's voice.
"Tsukina, are you alright, have they harmed you?" he asked.
"I'm fine, Thomas." she said.
"Your teams will be arriving shortly, failure to comply from either of you will result in the death of the other and the boy." said the man and Xavier heard the doors open and close.
"We're really very sorry." said the old woman walking over to him. She bent over his forehead and brushed some hair from his eyes. Xavier almost flinched from physical contact. So this was Dr. Tsukina Light. She was a very famous doctor but who was this 'Thomas' they kept talking to? The older man walked to Xavier's other side.
"I am deeply sorry, my boy." he said and Xavier caught his breath catch in his throat.
'Dr. Thomas LIGHT! So that's what the T in T.X stood for.'
"Y-you're the Dr. Light!" he said in shock. The old man stroked his beard as a way of response.
"Yes. I suppose you know of me because of my late creation Mega Man." he said.
"Thomas, those machines were never alive." said Tsukina Light flatly.
"We're not getting into this now; we haven't the time, Tsukina. What is your name?" asked Thomas Light.
"Xavier Prosper." said Xavier, barely able to make his voice work. Tsukina looked over and reached to a previously unseen tank and placed a mask on Xavier's face.
"Know that we are truly sorry, Xavier." she said as he blacked out.
Tsukasa: Hopefully this is a bit better than the first time I posted this. I will be posting three more chapters and then I'll go from there. I already have the whole X arc written, but I'm most familiar with X than any of the other games in that series. Actually of the whole series the games I'm most familiar with are X, X2, X4, & X7. For the other games, well there's You-Tube and The X-Collection, though I'm contemplating just going my own direction after 2 and just using the Mavericks from the subsequent games.