Back to a fandom I long thought I would never return to. Mega Man, The Classic Series, Robot Masters. And this story, well, it will be interesting to say the least. Here's a full summary for you guys - An enlarged version of the main summary.
'Months have passed since Wily last tried to conquer the world. But his plans are thinning. Spending more time working on 'the ultimate robot' he has had no time to wreak his havoc on the world. While looking for spare parts, he comes across his deactivated robot masters, and after seeing them, a small spark of evil glimmered in his eyes.
Sixteen reactivated Robot Masters, all fighting against Mega Man once more, as Wily plans his final assault on the world, with his greatest and deadliest creation. But when secrets slip, and the Robot Masters begin to think for themselves, unknowingly becoming their own beings, what then? '
The main Robot Master cast are - The Mega Man 2/3 Robot Masters (Wily)
Guts Man, Cut Man, Ice Man, Bomb Man, Fire Man, Elec Man and Mega Man (LIGHT)
Pharaoh Man, Ring Man, Skull Man and Toad Man, Drill Man, Bright Man (Cossack)
Plant Man (Other Parties)
There will be Yaoi, there will be a hell of a lot of pairings. Enjoy.
Chapter 1 - Activation
I cannot stop anymore. I cannot afford to lose any more time, to waste even one more precious second. I have no choice but to finish my creation. A robot, so human, yet so powerful, obeying only me, Albert Wily, and nobody else. He will be my ticket to world domination, he will be my final work, where all of my other machines have failed before me. He will be my greatest masterpiece, and the most deadly robot on the planet.
His technology is advanced beyond the years of mankind and robotkind, being so many steps above the rest. There will be no problem, no downfall, no malfunctions. Just the perfect war machine, to devastate and rock the foundations of modern society. Even the blue pest, Mega Man, would be unable to stand up to his power.
Wily let his worn legs take his crumpled form away from his experiments. The ultimate robot he was building needed time before it could progress any further, and he needed something even more important. New parts!
With that in mind, Wily grimaced as he looked around his empty hidden lab, watching a small met robot walk up to him, a sandwich on its head. Wily grinned, grabbing the treat, before wolfing it down in a flash.
As he swallowed the bread, butter and other tasty foods, his eyes were drawn to a door, just to the left of him. It had been a while since he had gone around to this part of the lab. Most of his days were spent working on the prototype robot, that he never found the time to even move about the empty place.
The door was a dusty grey, the metallic shine that once glimmered, now faded to a dull chrome. How long had it been since those days, those days when everything was working, when he was building and creating to his heart's content, when he was planning to conquer the world with his old Robot Masters.
It had been far too long, although, as he looked at the calendar hung up by his favourite armchair, on the other side of the room, he was surprised to note that his last attack, the Roboenza Outbreak, had only been two months before.
With a soft chuckle, Wily slid open the metallic door, a loud mechanical screech echoing through the base, the man cringing as the noise began to fade. There was a dark gloom behind the door, and just across from the door, the silhouette of stacks of boxes could be made out.
His old storage room, the place where he kept all of his tools, all of his spare parts, and anything he could salvage from past conquests. Stepping forwards, the automatic lights flashed on, illuminating the room with a pale, yet sufficient, glow.
A low hum could be heard at the end of the chamber, some machinery that had not been switched off, maybe? Albert strolled off through the stacks of crates, looking for the spare parts he needed. Some spare wrenches, a tool kit for advanced robotics, and some spare robotic parts were his goal, and as he peered through a large crate, he noticed a red robotic arm sticking out of the random parts scattered in the box.
"Ah, that'll do nicely," Wily proclaimed, grabbing the arm, ready to pull it out, but as he pulled, it would not budge. "Stuck, it seems. Time to put my Wily Muscle to good use!"
He grasped the arm, now pulling hard with the little power he had, suddenly toppling backwards to the ground. As he hit the floor, he felt something crush the air out of his lungs, and he opened his eyes to see, not only a robot arm, but an actual robotic humanoid, lain across his chest.
Pushing the robot onto it's back, Wily gave it a quick look over, gasping slightly at the yellow boomerang symbol on the robot's face. The robot was so familiar, one of his first creations. How could he have forgotten about this robot, who had served him well, with his speed and his attitude.
"Well, what an interesting find. Quick Man, of all things," He chuckled, looking at the de-activated Robot Master, ready to leave the robot in search of more tools, but as he was about to turn a corner, he looked back at the old robot...
"You know, I always assumed robots were tools... I never understood why Thomas loved his creations so much, but now... You were my child, my creation..." His eyes furrowed as he began to think back to those times, where almost every month, he would have a new army, a new plan for world domination. "All of those Robot Masters..."
Closing his eyes, he tried to remember the Robot Masters that he still obtained. The first two generations of Wily Bots were still around, somewhere...
"Maybe one more revolution wouldn't hurt..."
Bubble Man's POV (My favourite Robot Master)
When you wake up to absolute pain, it is not a very pleasant sensation. When you wake up to find yourself on a cold table, unaware of where you are or how you got there, it is not a very pleasant situation. When you wake up, after your last recorded memory is being shot by Mega Man, it is not pleasant at all.
My eyes flew open, my breathing hitched, and I jumped up slightly in terror. I could feel cold air rushing around me, and a felt liquid on my face, dripping down to my shoulders. But weirdest of all, I felt, not my usual flippers, but actual boots for walking.
My vision began to clear, and I could hear the muttering of somebody nearby. Feebly, I raised my arms shakily, pushing myself up with a gasp of pain. The liquid on my face seemed to stream more when I was in pain, but I had to sit up.
"Hmm?" I heard a male's voice mutter. I turned, looking for the source of the voice, seeing a familiar grey haired man, a large moustache on his face. My eyes widened as I say my Creator once more.
"D-Dr Wily," I mumbled in surprise, noting that my diving gear was not attached to my face as I raised a hand to my head. The Doctor looked around, seeing me awake, and a look of pure glee arose from his weary features. But something seemed off about the Doctor... Had he aged?
"Oh my Bubble Man, it has been a while," Wily smiled, walking towards me, allowing me to see a rather torn lab coat and a rather older looking Wily. "You are the first to awaken, it seems."
"Awaken? What?" I asked, conserving my energy by allowing myself to rest. The liquid on my face was starting to annoy me, and I could not tell what it was. "What is on my face?"
Wily gave a rather confused, yet excited look back at me, noticing what I believed to be some kind of water on my face. He walked up to me, and from his pocket, produced a tissue, moving it to my face. After clearing the liquid, more seemed to produce, but smaller, and more controlled.
"It seems my upgrades worked a treat, only the best for my Robot Masters," Wily muttered, looking over his shoulder for a moment, before turning to me. I was still confused, and as I began to do a self diagnostic, a routine check, my eyes widened at one piece of information given to me.
"M-My internal clock... I've been offline for nearly three years!" I could not believe it. This long, without being rebuilt, without being re-activated. Wily took three years to bring me back. "W-what?"
"Ah, that is my fault Bubble Man. You see, I've been developing newer Robot Masters for the past three years, and sadly, I had no time to repair you, your brothers, or the second generation." Wily's words hit me hard, like a metal blade to the face, and I began to feel something I had never felt before. Jealousy, confusion, anger, emotions that I could not even compute the last time I was activated.
"You abandoned us," I spat, glaring at my 'Creator' with disgust. "Just how many more times have you fought against Mega Man!" I clenched my fists in anger as Wily took a step back, although I heard the faint mutter of 'Eight.'
Now I was angry. I was left to rot, along with my brothers. I was stuck in complete meltdown for over three years, and then he had the audacity to come and bring me back, just for another chance to die!
In my fury, I tried to stand up, but when I felt myself slip from my new land-legs, I heard Wily muttering to himself. "I really should not have installed that secondary I.C. Chip. I guess you and the others are not ready to handle advanced emotions."
"What secondary I.C. Chip?" I glared at Wily as he paused for a moment, as if contemplating whether to answer my question.
"A lot has happened in three years Bubble. Robotics has been advancing, and thanks to a certain, Thomas Light, I have been able to upgrade you and your brothers. You, not only, have more advanced weapons, but you were given biology."
"Biology?" I asked curiously, wanting to know more about what he had done to us.
"Yes. Using DNA from a Robot Master known as Plant Man, we managed to upgrade Robot Masters with a more human anatomy, both physically and mentally. We have expanded AI development, allowing you to make real choices, allowing you almost entirely free will."
"Free Will... I thought humans were not ready for 'Free Will' robots, or they were not in my time," I stated, staring Doctor Wily down.
"Let's just say, must humans do not know. This is a side of Robotics that is still classified, and in testing at Light Labs. I managed to get a few schematics through some hacking, and I used them to modify you and your brothers. You should be careful with your new emotions Bubble Man," He sneered. "You may not be able to handle Love, Friendship, Compassion, Depression and more..."
I looked away in annoyance, finally getting a good idea over what had happened. If I was out for three years though... Why did he suddenly want us back? "Let me guess, Wily, you want another attack don't you."
Suddenly, I felt myself being picked up and tossed across the room, hitting a shelf filled with electronics. Looking up, I saw Wily walking towards me in anger. "You call me Dr Wily, or Master, got it! You may be almost human, but you are still a robot, and I. AM. STILL. YOUR. CREATOR! If I hear anymore arguing or sassiness from you, I will not hesitate to terminate anything and anyone close to you!"
Flinching back, I felt liquid on my face once more, and with a sudden spark, I realised what it was... I was crying. Tears were impossible for me to conjure back then, but now, after all this time, I was breaking like a human, emotionally.
Picking myself up slowly, I took one last look at Wily, before hobbling out of the room. I felt myself trembling, and in a second, I felt myself fall to the ground in shock, and all I could hear as I curled up in the corner, was the sound of my own sobs.
Author's Note -
Well, Bubble Man got a very rough integration into his emotions. Poor guy, but hey, more to come next chapter! Feel free to leave a review (Not expecting much due to the fandom, but whatever happens happens)