The stage is set, the people are in their seats, a figure in spiky black armor, making him look like a dragon strides onto the stage and takes a bow.
Nexus Necromancies: Ladies and Germs, boys and girls, I welcome you to this, my first foray into the world of Mega Man! I know I have a few stories on this site which I should really be updating, and I tried. But when I sat at my keyboard and inspiration took me, it was for this, so please be patient, those of you who read my other works.
A second figure takes the stage, a well-known face, all metallic blue and white, with a flowing cape, Metal Sonic.
Metal Sonic: Even I must admit, I find the story interesting, mainly because its a bout a 'bot like me.
Nexus Necromancies: And as is the custom with my fics I would like to introduce our special guest! He comes all the way from 20XX, is the big brother to Zero and is as obsessed with being strong as our stories star, ladies and gents, Bass!
Bass walks onto the stage, his robotic wolf Treble by his side.
Bass: Isn't this a bit long for an authors note?
Nexus Necromancies: Thats why this is classed as the Intro and the Authors Note, ever since it was decided the Authors Note cant be a separate chapter. Blame the people at not me, its their rule. Anywho, I delved into the Mega Man section of said site and found a surprising lack of tales with Vile as the main character, oh sure there were a few but nothing that really delved into Viles true motives for what he did in Maverick Hunter X. Consider this AU to the cannon people, but then most of these stories are. So, having played the game myself and liking Vile as a character, more than X, not as much as Zero. I decided, 'why not write one about him?' So this is Viles story, how a teleporter accident sends him on a journey of self discovery through different worlds and times, from Mobius to 22XX!
Bass: And I get to do the disclaimer in every freaking chapter. Stupid public service requirements. 'Ahem' Nexus Necromancies does not own the Original Mega Man series, the Mega Man X series, or any related characters, they are the property of CAPCOM and Keiji Inafune. Now lets get on with it!
Nexus Necromancies: Okay everyone you heard the angry Advanced Robot Master, places everyone and ON WITH THE SHOW!
"It was never known what provoked Vile' actions during the First Maverick Uprising, most theorize that he was in allegiance with Sigma but with no trace of him found it was impossible to prove his true motivation." - Dr J.Cain: The Maverick Wars of 21XX
Third Floor of Sigma' Fortress – 21XX: The First Maverick Uprising
The lights flickered overhead...no, that was his own display, blaring red, screens flickering on and off, superimposed on his vision, showing the immense amount of damage he had taken. How? He had won and then...X!
The reploid clad in purple armor, his helmet with its T-shaped visor, tried to lift himself up, only managing to see the gaping hole in his chest, the sight making him slump back down to the floor. What had happened? X...yes, that was it. He had fought X and Zero, he had won, then Zero...he had pinned him in place while X launched a fully-powered charge shot right through him. He took some comfort in knowing that Zero could not have survived the energy from the shot with his injuries, even just the very edge of the burning wave of plasma that had struck him would have been enough to overload Zero's already taxed systems.
He heard something, footsteps, then the top of a large, bald head came into view, followed by a face, one which he knew all too well.
Bald head, devoid of any hair, synthetic or otherwise, a red gem set into the forehead, scars which showed the metallic skeleton under the syntheskin which came down over two blank blue eyes, devoid of emotion, that, followed by a lantern jaw.
Sigma, that name came to his mind almost instantly, despite his damaged state, his mind was running as fast as ever. Sigma, the one who had started all of this, the Maverick Uprising.
From behind the helmet his eyes began closing slowly, the intense pain in his body slowly fading.
"Sig..ma... I fought X... but I still don't.. understand. Why him? What...what's so special about him?"
The large reploid in front of hi, his full upper body now in view, spoke slowly, calmly, knowing how close the one before him was to 'death'.
"What exactly did you plan to do, Vile? Would you stand before me as a Maverick Hunter? Kneel before me and place yourself at my mercy?"
Vile...yes, that was his name. Vile, former Maverick Hunter, locked up for being suspected of actually being Maverick. He had fought his way here, all for a chance to prove himself, to prove he could change the world, not X. He had fought his way through Sigma's fortress, destroyed two guardians...and then fought X and Zero.
He had won, they were both beaten...then Zero...and X's charge shot...
What had he been planning anyway? To fight Sigma? To fight FOR him? He didn't really know now, nor did he care.
He leaned up again, smirking behind his helmet. "What did I...plan to do? Heh...thinking about it now, I'm not actually sure..." He began chuckling, only for it to fade off as he struggle to even see Sigma' face anymore, his systems almost spent.
The first signs of a smirk came over Sigma's face, the massive armored reploid turned on his heel and raised his and to the side of his head, opening a communications link. "Retrieve Vile." Was all he said, before continuing to walk away.
Anger coursed through him. How dare Sigma order him to be 'retrieved' he didn't belong to Sigma! He was his own reploid, had he the strength left to fire his shoulder cannon, his gatling gun or his napalm he would have blown Sigma into scrap metal. But he did not have that strength and so he lay there, his impotent rage boiling over, giving him the energy to speak one last time.
"I don't care what happens to this world... By defeating X, I've validated my own existence... and that's all that matters to me now."
Static began to cloud his vision, using the last of his energy he raised his hand into the air, grasping at nothing, his mind beginning to go black. He felt a small pang of some emotion. Regret? Anger? He wasn't sure, he just wished he could have been given the chance, to prove his boasts, to make a difference, to show his true power and change the world for himself, rather than letting others do it.
"My name... is Vile...I ... am...I..." His hand froze in mid-air, body and mind going blank, darkness engulfing him, his last words going unfinished as explosions began to rock the building, a strange light enveloped him, it flickered and strobed, the teleportation beam struggling to move him from that place as massive waves of energy from the battle above interfered, finally he vanished...but those who had tried to move him where met with only the debris that had surrounded him.
Vile was gone, to parts unknown.