The Last Ones
500 years after the events of Megaman ZX Advent...
The date is... Monday... January 1st... 30XX... One year since the human race became endangered. I carry the last one with me. She's peculiar. She doesn't seem to be quite sane sometimes. She's not normal either. Probably because of her insanity. My mission is to find a male and hopefully save the human race, but this won't be easy. Thank my creator for building me with precautions. The first reason of my existence is to protect the humans if anything should happen, but since I'm a reploid, anything can happen.
"Are you done writing yet?" a girl asked as she stood in the doorway of the room they stayed in, making the reploid sigh.
"Saigo. No," the reploid said. "Can't you find anything to do here?"
The girl, apparently named Saigo, shook her head. "It's just filled with office supplies."
The reploid ran his hand through his hair. Thank goodness she was sane right now. "It is a corporate building after all, I guess..."
Saigo nodded. "It's boring here."
"Yet another thing," the reploid thought. "She's only fifteen. This doesn't make things easier."
Saigo started to busy herself by forming a slingshot that flung paper clips and kept shooting it into the reploid's hair.
"Stop," the reploid said, keeping his tone level.
"We've been stuck here for two weeks. I'm going crazy just staying here," Saigo said. She smirked. "I have my ways of making you do it too."
"Fine, fine," the reploid said as he shoved his journal into his pocket and got up from his chair. "Let's go."
Saigo and the reploid made their way downstairs and Saigo asked, "So how come there's friendly reploids and then there's the not so friendly reploids?"
The reploid shrugged. "I can't say. Model W was wiped out." Then again, all of the biometals were... "The Maverick Virus was wiped out with the Mother Elf..." He shrugged again. "Can't say."
Feeding her was another matter as well. Food was scarce as some of the wildlife had died and only a few reploids in the world were actually farming. Luckily, she seemed to be able to feed herself... he didn't ask how but nonetheless was grateful. Sometimes though, he had to go out and get something for her as she started to mumble nonsense.
The reploid hopped into a large truck that had a lift kit as well as a large chaingun on the back. A lot of technology had been lost, not to mention another energy shortage, so they reverted back to using bullets. He revved up the engine as Saigo hopped into the passenger seat with a frown.
"I hate it how this car is jacked up so high," she said as she strapped herself in.
"You live with what you have, kid," the reploid said as he drove off and shifted through the gears.
He drove through the vacant streets as fast as he could, swerving so as not to hit some wandering reploids. Whether they were friend or foe, he didn't know and so treated them the same. Luckily this car was sustained by its own generator, but it only had enough energy for it to drive. It couldn't go to the chaingun as well while driving, not to mention that the chaingun couldn't even use plasma.
"Where to?" the reploid asked and Saigo slowly smiled.
"My favorite?" she asked shyly.
"Then that's where we'll go," the reploid said as he shifted directions into a forest.
As he entered, he slowed down to avoid crashing into anything. The trip was long and bumpy, but they arrived at the edge of a hill overlooking a lake just as the sun started to go down.
"You've got five minutes," the reploid said and let Saigo race to the edge of the lake where she started to wade in the water up to her waist. He could see her shivering, but she smiled nonetheless. "So much like a little girl," he whispered to himself as the wind picked up and made his black cloak flutter around him.
He walked down the hill and sat down next to the edge as he skipped rocks. It was the same thing every time they went to the lake. A faint smell caught his nose and he sniffed.
"Smells like..." the reploid's eyebrows shot up and he leapt to his feet. "Saigo! Get down!" he yelled and Saigo immediately dived down into the depths of the lake as the reploid made his way slowly up the hill, his two pistols clutched tightly in his hands.
He peeked over the edge of the hill and shook his head. "Great." The truck was in flames and the rounds inside the chaingun exploding. "No!" he yelled as he remembered something and poured a foul liquid over himself before he jumped into the passenger's side of the truck and opened the glove box, the flames licking his clothes but not burning them. He grabbed a small medallion and flung himself into the tops of an adjacent tree as the truck gave a final burst of flame before it started to die down.
"There goes our transportation," he said as he landed back on the ground. At the most, he wanted to save the chaingun as well. As well as Saigo's pistol. Oh well... Nothing he could do now.
He made his way back down the hill and to the lake cautiously as he looked for any reploids that might be lurking around. "Saigo. I'm here," he said. He waited for a few minutes before Saigo finally emerged to the top of the water.
"What happened?" she asked as she took her medallion and cleaned it before putting it around her arm.
"Someone decided to destroy the truck," the reploid said as he pointed in the direction of the smoke with his thumb. "Once we get the chance, I'll steal another one."
It wasn't hard to steal cars since they were everywhere. Few of the cars had their own generators though. Those were the kind he liked, but he'd have to make do for now.
Saigo got out of the water, thoroughly soaked. She shook her head, letting some of the water fall out of her shoulder-length hair. "So what now?"
The reploid shrugged. "I'm not quite sure. We've traveled... how far?"
Saigo thought about it for a moment. "Well, we've traveled from California over to here in Virginia, so that's a long way."
"Good enough for me," the reploid said as he wrapped his cloak around a shivering Saigo. "How're we supposed to find another human? It's like searching for a bead in a very large haystack."
"Father will help us. I'm sure of it," Saigo said as she clutched the medallion close to her.
"Your father's dead, Saigo," the reploid said flatly. "There's nothing he can do."
"That's how little you understand of my family," Saigo said as she continued to clutch the medallion.
The reploid sighed. "Whatever. I found your family to be just plain weird."
Saigo's eyes opened and she shoved the reploid to the ground. "Don't speak of my family like that! We were chosen for the end! I just know it!"
"Yeah. And guess what happened to them," the reploid retorted as he got up.
"I don't want to fight you, Heiki," Saigo muttered darkly. "You know what I can do."
Heiki turned away as he said, "I don't really care. Follow me. If you insist, I won't talk about your family."
Saigo grunted as she followed Heiki back up the hill. They went past the smouldering wreckage of the truck and made their way towards the highway. Cars littered the highway, but they were of no use. The gas or energy was all gone and the ones with generators were taken. Heiki and Saigo made their way past the cars, headed towards the next city. With luck, they might be able to get a car... or with connections they could get one.
"So why do you protect me even though you're not very favorable towards me sometimes?" Saigo asked behind Heiki.
Heiki stopped and sighed. "I was built to do it."
"So you don't enjoy it."
Heiki turned around to gaze at her from the corner of his eye. "I do. Sometimes. When you aren't being annoying."
"I don't try to, you know," Saigo said.
"Seems like it sometimes," Heiki said as he turned back and resumed his course. A few minutes passed in silence until he asked, "So, remind me of what your family was again."
"We were Shamans," Saigo reminded. "We use the spirits of the world to do our will."
Heiki nodded. "Where'd you learn to do that?"
"From my dad," Saigo said. "We didn't use it a lot though. Only when we needed to."
"Except for your brother," Heiki said.
"Yes..." Saigo said sadly. "Except for him."
"So where'd your father learn it?" Heiki asked.
Saigo hesitated. "He said that a bear spirit came to him and told him that he would need skills if the humans were to survive."
Heiki nodded. "Do you believe that?"
"Not really, but I just know that I can do it," Saigo said as she shrugged.
"Good enough," Heiki said.