DBZ and Real World meets Mega Man
Chapter 1: The Meeting with Zero
Albany, NY USA
June 19, 2057
Andrew Gibbons, an immortal 13-year-old teenage boy, was just an ordinary teenager who liked video games and anime. He specifically liked the old anime Mega Man, based on his favorite series of video games. Every night he dreamed he was Mega Man X's friend, Zero, but in the timeline where the original Mega Man still existed. He dreamed he was the Zero from his favorite Mega Man series, Mega Man Zero, and was blasting Dr. Wily and his robots, foiling their plans for world domination alongside the original Mega Man. The reason he dreamed these dreams every night was because everyone, the kids at school as well as his family, treated him like a freak of nature just because he was an immortal teenager due to a genetic mutation. And because of this, he had run away from home to live with his paternal grandparents, who were the only ones who accepted him for who he was and not what he was. They believed that God had granted him immortality because he was destined for something great, and so they took him in, being the only ones who still loved him.
One night, after coming home from school, he receives a note from a mysterious girl in a rain cloak, which says that his wish would soon be granted. He was puzzled over this cryptic note. But he didn't fret over it. He was too tired to think about the note and the girl who gave it to him, whose face he recognized from somewhere. But he didn't think about it anymore. He all of a sudden laid down on the living room couch of his grandparents' place, tired like hell. And in less than a minute, he was dead asleep.
The next thing that Andrew knew, he was standing in a black void. When he looked around, he couldn't see anything but himself when he looked down towards his feet. All of a sudden, Andrew heard a voice call out to him, echoing as if coming from the void.
"You wished for a different life, Andrew?" The voice said, echoing almost infinitely through the void.
That voice... Andrew thought to himself. Could it be...? Andrew called out hesitantly to the voice.
"Zero?" Andrew called, hearing his voice echoing almost infinitely also through the void.
And out of the darkness in front of Andrew, a tall Reploid, with long blonde hair coming out of the back of his helmet and an energy saber on his back and a Buster pistol on his side, stood in front of Andrew. He was taller than Andrew by a few feet. He was dressed in the same outfit that he had in the Mega Man Zero games. He looked down on Andrew with a smile and placed his hands on Andrew's shoulders. He was a lot taller than Andrew because he was also older than him. He smiled even more.
"So why do want a different life than one you current have, Andrew?"
"Because I'm so sick of my own people, except for my paternal grandparents, shunning me because of my eternal youth. Everyone, except my grandparents, think of me as a freak of nature, not accepting me for who I am despite what I did in my country to prevent crime, getting rid of all the gangs and other criminals. I want to be somewhere where I'll be accepted no matter what, in another world like my favorite old anime, Mega Man. Besides, despite you being my childhood hero, I could never realize what it was like to have your abilities, Zero. I want to know what it's like to have all of that power, all of that strength, and use it to protect the people I care about, just like you and Mega Man X did when you two were still alive in your universe. As long as I'm a hero in the universe of the original American Mega Man anime, I want to be like you. Not a Reploid, just a gifted human who has your abilities and weapons, as long as I'm accepted for who I am and not what I am."
Zero got down on one knee and knelt down in front of Andrew, looking Andrew in the eyes despite his head being down, crying because of all the pain that he had felt thanks to his own people shunning him. Zero wiped Andrew's tears away, which prompted Andrew to look at him, though he was still sniffling.
"Look Andrew, I can ask God on your behalf to grant you your wish. You want to be in the universe of the original Mega Man anime, being a gifted human with my weapons and abilities. You want to be able to experience my hero life in that world..."
"As a full-blooded Saiyan with Super Saiyan 1 and without the Oozaru transformation..." said to squeeze in that last wish.
"As a full-blooded Saiyan with Super Saiyan 1 and without the Oozaru transformation." Zero quoted with a smile. "And you don't care if you're a gifted human with my abilities and the abilities of a Super Saiyan, as long as you're accepted for who you are, and not what you are." After quoting all that Andrew wished for himself, Zero stood up and backed away for a couple of feet.
"So... got it memorized? Just say the word anytime that you want to come back and then it's a done deal..."
"What about my paternal grandparents? Mark... and Lisa..." Andrew said, worried that they would be worried sick if he were gone too long, thinking that he might be dead. But Zero just smiled.
"Whenever you want to return home, you'll return home exactly how you left it... asleep and in the time and place where you left. Like I said, just give me the word anytime and it's a done deal."
Andrew thought about what Zero said for a few moments. And then he looked back up at him and smiled, nodding in agreement.
"Okay, do it. Please do it, Zero. But make it how I wished it... in the original Mega Man anime world, and with me being a full-blooded Saiyan with Super Saiyan 1 and without the Oozaru transformation."
"Okay, Andrew. I'll see you again when you want to return home."
"Thanks Zero. Catch ya on the flipside."
His mind faded as the next thing Andrew knew, he was being shaken awake. He opened his eyes wearily as he saw a young teenage girl, about the same age as him, looking down on him. The girl's eyes were a light hazel-brown and sparkling in the sunlight. She had long brown hair to match her eyes. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail. She wore a blue t-shirt and lighter blue shorts with sandals on her feet and was looking at him curiously.
"Wh-where am I?" Andrew asked as he tried to sit up. He felt awfully sick.
It's dangerous here. You shouldn't be here. The girl said in sign language, which Andrew mysteriously had knowledge of. And so he knew what she was saying.
"But where am I?!" he asked.
La Brea Tar Pit Park. Didn't you read the sign?! She exclaimed in sign language as she stood over him.
"La Brea Tar Pit Park? Where's that?" Andrew asked simply.
La Brea Tar Pit Park, Los Angeles in the United States! Then she sighed exasperatedly as she then said in sign language, Okay, what's going on here?
Andrew stood up but almost regretted it. His legs began to wobble and he felt the urge to throw up, which he did. The girl saw this and came to Andrew's side, wrapping his right arm around her shoulders.
"Thank you." Andrew said to the girl as he wiped his mouth. She helped him down the path.
You're very welcome. The girl said, using only one hand to say it. Andrew guessed that if the girl replied as well as she did, even though she was deaf from the looks of it, she could read lips. Besides that, her mannerisms were so nice that it was making Andrew's heart melt. He felt happy as she helped him. Judging from the way you look, you're not from around these parts, are you?
"I'm sorry, no. I don't know where I am. The last thing I remember is..." Oh no... his memory! He couldn't remember a thing! Who was he? A name rang out to him. "Actually I can't— I can't remember anything."
Her eyes met his again. He was a few inches taller than her. Her eyes showed so much happiness. Hmmm... that's very weird. Maybe my mother, who's a doctor, can help. They were nearing some buildings past the edge of La Brea Tar Pit Park, presuming it was this Los Angeles. Do you at least remember your name?
"Andy..." Andrew replied. It was truly the only thing he remembered. He felt very sick and he lowered his head. He was walking barefooted and was wearing a pair of leather pants, but no shirt. Though when Andy looked down at his abdominal area and his arms, he saw that he was very muscular. He could also sense a power coursing through him, but he couldn't remember what happened before he woke up in La Brea Tar Pit Park of this Los Angeles. He must've looked very peculiar to this young deaf girl. Suddenly Andy's head started spinning. He stopped as it got worse. The girl looked at him. The next thing Andy knew he fell to the ground as everything went black.
The girl was shocked as this boy whose name she only just found out had fallen to the ground. He was breathing rather heavily and when she felt his head, he began to get warmer and warmer in a very harsh fever. She draped his right arm over her shoulders again as she carried Andrew to her and her mother's condominium in Los Angeles.
By the way, my name's Mary Watkins. The girl said in sign language with a smile.