Author's Notes: After deciding to buy Mega Man 2 and Mega Man 3, I fell in love with the series and decided to play the other sub series. However, Capcom is ignoring this series and not giving it the treatment it deserves. I made this story to represent all of the different series inside the franchise and outside media like Archie's Mega Man comics and the Ruby-Spears cartoon. I will admit, some other Mega Man fanfic motivated me to write and publish this like Mega Man: Reawakened and Mega Man: Defender of the Human Race. As you read in the summary, this story is a patchwork fic. This means that mixing all the series into one fanfic. However, it's mostly based on the classic series. So expect lots of references and little nods to each series. With that out of the way, let's get started! Please review and comment. Don't be shy to ask me any questions.
Disclaimer: Mega Man and all of its characters belong to Capcom
Edit 8/17/16: added a new small scene during Dr. Light's speech. I wouldn't spoil it, but it teases a certain character.
Edit 9/21/16: Just a bit of spelling issue being fixed and slight changes to dialogue and other minor things.
Mega Man RockRemix - Prologue: A Legend is Manufactured; Enter Mega Man
It was the year 200X. Robotics have greatly advanced due to the evolution of science. The foremost authority of robotics, Dr. Thomas Light, with the help of his old colleague Dr. Albert Wily, created industrial humanoid robots called the Robot Masters to make the world a better place and build a bridge between the gap of humans and machines. The first true Robot Master, DLN-001: Rock Trigger, is the revived grandson of Dr. Thomas Light and the successor to DLN-000: Blues Break. This is the story of how Rock became the Blue Bomber.
A boy with chestnut brown hair that had long fringes snoozed soundly in his bed. His white bed sheets were all messy from him moving to the different sides of the bed. His white blanket covered him head to toe. His blue comforter was all over the place. That didn't matter to the sleeping teenager. All he wanted was to get some sleep. All was peaceful until someone screamed his name.
"Rockefeller Lan Light! Come down here this instant! You're going to be late for school!" The voice traveled from down stairs all the way to his room.
"Okay, Mom," he replied in a loud, but sleepy voice.
His eyes flew open, revealing sky blue irises. He fixed the part of his hair that touched his neck. He threw the sheets off of him and leaped off of his bed. He rushed downstairs to get a meal, even though he didn't need food to function, no less eat. A sweet smell came from the kitchen. The scent he could make out was maple syrup and various fruits. He entered the kitchen only to see a man with light brown hair with his parted fringes, sky blue eyes, and glasses over by the stove with a pan in his hand while a woman with bright green eyes and short, chestnut brown hair was reading the newspaper.
"Morning, Rock!" The man gleefully shouted.
"Morning, Dad!" He shouted back.
Rock leaped onto his chair and tied his napkin to his neck. He grabbed the fork and knife from the table made out of freshly cut oak. His eyes were fixed on the bare mat. He waited patiently for his food.
"What's for breakfast?" Rock asked.
"Pancakes."
"Sweet!"
His mom lowered her newspaper and gazed at her son.
"You seem extremely happy. More than usual even. Is something happening today?" She asked.
"Grandpa's speech is today, which means that our class will be taking a field trip to see it. Besides, Grandpa will finally be revealing the rest of the DLN Robot Master Line to the public."
His mom just smiled at her son, who gave her his typical crooked smile. She turned her attention back to the newspaper. His father came up to him with the plate in his hand. He settled it down and before he could even blink, all the food was gone. He wasn't astonished as it was typical for Rock to finish his food so quickly, not that he was rushing for anything. He got up from his chair and dashed upstairs to get ready. When he got in his room, Rock swung the closet doors open and grabbed his usual clothes. He took off his white shirt. A beeping noise came from chest. He ran his left hand up to his chest and touched a circular black screen with green lines moving each second. He moved his finger in the direction of the silver metal trimming. He took in a deep breath and let it out. He couldn't help but feel a bit of melancholy. He ran his right hand up to his upper left arm. Printed in bold black letters and numbers on his left arm was DLN-001: Rock Trigger. His smile began to fade away. He lowered his head and closed his eyes. The last time he was human was when he was just an child, and yet he couldn't remember much of it. He shook his head and looked at the closet, trying hard to constrain on being prepared. The green light was shining through the blue shirt with white short sleeves that he changed into. He had little struggle getting into his black shorts. He then grabbed a blue varsity jacket with white sleeves and black padding on the elbows. DLN-001: Rock Trigger was printed on the back, similar to his arm except in white. Rock fixed the two Light family logos that was printed on the upper left corner of the shirt. He slipped the jacket on like a glove and zipped it up. He went to the bathroom to do what almost every teenager did in the morning. Once he finished getting clean, he grabbed his computer and lunch. Rock said goodbye to his parents, and dashed out to the door.
Rock's eyes were fixed on the bold words Monsteropolis High School written on the building. He didn't need to go inside the building, but he stared at the sign as if it was a normal day for him. He turned around in the direction of shiny white and red buses with a hint of blue. Each and every student hopped into a bus that they were assigned. Teachers were standing by the buses to get the names of the students who were here. Rock's blue metallic boots with red circles on his soles created a distant noise as he walked to the bus with the letters "MRM" on it. His teacher placed one hand on Rock's chest and looked directly at his eyes.
"Name?"
"Rockefeller Light."
The hand was quickly removed from his chest, and the teacher placed a check mark by his name, allowing him to get in. However, something prevented him from going in. He wasn't very sure what it was, but it wasn't something majorly important. It was still something he wanted to get off his chest. He could see within the corner of his eyes the paper filled with hundreds of names. Below his own name was the name of his best friend with a "X" marked on it.
"Excuse me. I'm not trying to be rude, but Roll . . . I mean Rebecca Caskett-Cossack is here today. Since she is my grandpa's assistant, she's already at Titanium Park. I have the picture she sent me earlier while I was walking to school," he proceeded to show the teacher it on his PET, short for personal terminal.
Though the teacher wasn't exactly amused, he erased the "X" and placed a check mark by her name. Rock sighed in relief. He walked into the bus. Black leather seats met his eyes as he walked further down the bus. The seats in the very back greeted him warmly. He sat down and looked at the window all alone.
"Hey, Rocky!" A voice called out.
Rock looked next to him only to see a boy the same age as him with a similar varsity jacket to him, except it was black with grey sleeves with SWN-001: Forte written on the back in grey. He fixed his white gloves and grabbed a comb from his grey tattered jeans. He combed his wild black hair. The widow's peak was noticeable. He placed his comb back into his jeans and walked up to the back seats. His black and white metallic boots with blue circles on his soles made a similar noise to Rock's own boots. His red eyes and slasher smile locked on Rock as his fangs were baring. With a large thud, red-eyed boy sat next to him.
"Hi, Forte," Rock said as he gave him a small wave at his other best friend.
"Why are you all alone? Just because Roll isn't here doesn't mean you should look so depressed."
"I'm not depressed. I was just thinking about today and what might happen. I appreciate your concern however."
"Yeah, yeah. Anyways, I challenge you to a game of rock, paper, scissors! I may be your friend, but I'm mostly your rival. I'm going to prove that I'm better than you at something!" Forte declared.
"Forte, I'm just going to win all rounds again. I always do."
"But I always win against everyone else."
"But I'm not everyone else. I'm just Rock."
Usually Roll would be sitting in between the two and would participate in whatever they were doing. But today wasn't a normal day. It would be far from what Rock considered normal.
Trees gently brushed their leaves against the warm breeze. An orange and white robot with DLN-003: Cut Man written on the left side of this chest took off the scissor from his head and threw it like a boomerang. The scissor was traveling at a straight line at rapid speeds. It was heading towards a row of trees. With one clean cut, the whole row collapsed. The scissor made a U-turn and landed back into the Robot's metallic orange hand. A much larger robot that resembled a construction worker with DLN-004: Guts Man written where his ears would be grabbed all the fallen trees and made his way back to the stage where the speech was being held at. When they were there, a fourteen year old girl with long, blonde hair pulled back by a green rubber band was holding nails and a hammer. She wore a red hat, a red jumpsuit, a brown belt with a few gadgets attached to it, and red boots with a black trim and white soles. On her upper right arm was written DLN-002: Roll.
"Miss Roll, Guts Man and I have the wood you wanted," the robot with the giant scissor on his head said.
"Thank you, Cut Man and Guts Man. You two are really great helpers," Roll complimented.
"Geesh golly! Thank you, Miss Roll!" Cut Man spoke in a surprised tone.
"Missy, thank you for your praise. I almost feel like I don't deserve it," Guts Man confessed as he blushed and puffed out his black and red chest.
"No, thank you! I can now fix this section of the stage. You can thank a certain pair of robots for causing more trouble for you," Roll slowly turned her round and glared at two robots arguing with her emerald green eyes.
One was short and round. His stomach was black like a bomb. His red mohawk was reflecting the sun's light. His red brick like chest had DLN-006: Bomb Man written in white. His almost turtle-like mouth revealed grinding teeth at the other robot. He was much taller than Bomb Man. He wore a white suit with red shoulder plate and chest armor. His gloves boots were silver with red and blue trimming. His silver helmet was a torch all lit up. DLN-007: Fire Man was written. Usually a silver face plate was covering his mouth, but this time his mouth was showing.
"I'll burn you for the injustice you've caused!" Fire Man howled.
"Me who caused this 'injustice'? It's your fault for getting too close to me, dude. You know I hate fire and heat. It causes me and my Hyper Bomb to go kaboom."
"I was just walking by you!"
"You should of had walked farther away from me!"
"Grrr . . . Feel the flame o' justice through my Fire Storm!"
Bomb Man and Fire Man raised their weapons at each other. Guts Man had his hands over where his ear would be if he had any. He began to growled and his circuits pulsed faster than usual. Roll and Cut Man took noticed of this and went backstage to get the two remaining robots to calm down Bomb Man and Fire Man. Roll walked up to a small robot that looked like he was wearing a blue and teal parka. He had metal snow mittens and metal brown boots on. DLN-005: Ice Man was written on the left side of his parka. Cut Man, on the other hand, walked up to a robot with a yellow mask that looked like lightning bolt. He had a black suit with yellow lines on his chest armor and red sleeves. His skin was a pale, rotten green and his irises were as red as blood. DLN-008: Elec Man was written on the left side of his chest, like most of his "brothers". The two robots followed Roll and Cut Man outside. What they saw caused the two to grimace. Luckily the stage or the seating area wasn't burnt, but areas around it were.
"What is the meaning of this? You two are acting like little children who need anger management! Besides, Guts Man hates arguments. You two should know that!" Elec Man shouted, scowling Bomb Man and Fire Man.
Bomb Man and Fire Man turned around and locked their eyes on Elec Man.
"What are you, our older brother? I only listen to Dr. Light and Rock. Stop trying to act like the oldest. You were the last of the Doctor Light Numbers to be made," Bomb Man stated.
Elec Man closed his eyes and placed one hand on his hip. He raised the other hand and snapped his fingers. A jolt of electricity sparked from his fingertips. He opened his eyes and stared the two robots down.
"Ice Man, use your Ice Slasher on Fire Man. I'll deal with Bomb Man with my Thunder Beam."
Ice Man nodded and began to create an arrowhead-shaped blade made out of ice from his chilling breath. Just as he was finishing his ice slasher, Bomb Man And Fire Man waved their hands in front of them as sweat beamed down from their foreheads.
"We'll stop! We'll stop!" Both of them shouted and begged.
The Ice Slasher shattered into million pieces and quickly melted into the earth. The bolts from Elec Man's fingertips vanished without a trace. Guts Man opened his eyes and slowly removed his hands from his head. He took a deep breath in and out.
With everything back to normal, Roll commanded, "Everyone, please return to your stations backstage."
The six robots nodded and made their way backstage. When lined up in order and lowered their power, a old man with clean white hair and a large beard the same color as his hair walked up to Roll with grocery bags in his hands.
"How was everything when I was gone?" he asked.
"Everything was good while you were gone, Dr. Light," she lied, trying to be convincing as possible.
Even though she felt guilty lying to him, she didn't wanted to make him feel more stress than he has already from preparing for the speech and actually having to speak it. As he walked off, she smiled to herself. Finally people will see Dr. Light's vision of humans and machines working together in harmony.
Buses came to a screeching halt when they arrived at the parking lot of Titanium Park. Students rushed out the door like marathon runners. Rock was the last one to get out, but immediately placed his retractable jets skates on and was rolling around at the speed of sound. The world was nothing but a blur to him. Everything was so fuzzy that he couldn't notice Roll standing in front of him. He crashed head first onto her and the two collapsed. They rubbed their hands on their respective heads. Roll moved her fringes to see who she bumped into. They looked at each other in the eye.
"Sorry about that, Roll. Did I hurt you? I promise to be more aware of my surroundings!" he said as he scratched his neck and chuckled nervously.
"I'm fine, Rock. Really. I just hope that I didn't hurt you," she responded.
He smiled at the fact that she didn't go on a long rant or scream at him for being a klutz. Then again, Roll wasn't an ill-tempered person. That was one thing he liked about her. She smiled back at him, and got up. The next thing he knew was her hand in front of him, very close to his chest.
"Here, take my hand. Your grandpa is waiting for you."
He felt his face growing a little hot. He couldn't look her in the eyes. He didn't deserve her help. He knew that it was him that cause this little mess. Yet her hand was still in front of him. She kept her cheerful, pleasant smile on. Giving up, he grabbed her hand and she pulled him up from the stone path. Both of their faces were only a few inches away. His cheeks were burning up like a wildfire now. He could see her face glowing a radiant red. They were like that for a solid minute until they pulled away from the awkward situation.
"Let's walk together to Grandpa," Rock suggested.
Roll nodded her head in agreement. With their hands still holding on to one another, they began to walk down the path to the stage. As they walked further to their destination, Rock stared at the cloudless bright blue sky. He remembered the times he and Roll would play here as little kids. Back when she was also human. His mind flowed with images of them catching bugs, skipping stones at the park lake, climbing up trees, playing games like tag, eating sandwiches for lunch, and resting under the shade. The images of his parents talking to a middle-aged man with brown hair, a brown beard, and glasses standing next to a young girl with wavy blonde hair and ocean blue eyes also filled his mind. He snapped himself back to reality and turned his focus to her.
"Roll, do you ever miss your dad and sister? I know you send them emails and talk on the PET with them, but do you wish you can go home and visit them in person?"
She stopped in her tracks and looked right at him in the eye. Her smile was replaced with a frown. Her eyes drooped down.
"I miss Papa and my sister very much. I really do wish I can see them more often, but Papa is always working on his robots with my sister assisting him back in Russia. Besides, I volunteered to become your grandpa's assistant after he, your parents, and Papa turned me into a cyborg, although everyone just categorizes me as a Robot Master who just so happens to have free will like yourself. If you didn't suggest the idea to them, I would of have been dead from the bombing during the annual science convention four years ago."
He remembered that day as if it was yesterday. They were only ten years old when the bombing happened. Roll's father was going to show off his new robot, an advance Mechaniloid with human-like intelligence, that day. However, just when he was showing his new robot off, an anti-robot terrorist group called the New Emerald Spears bombed the convention. Luckily, the robot, whose name is Duo, caught the leader of the group with the help of the guards and the police. However, Roll was harmed and was close to being on her deathbed. After realizing that idea of replacing most of her body for robotic parts would save her life, he suggested the idea to his grandpa, parents, and Roll's dad. That's was how Roll was born. He didn't want to think about the pain and misery of that day anymore, yet he knew that memory would forever be engraved in his mind. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath in.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"Yeah. Let's just keep going," he responded.
She messed up his fringes to lighten up the mood, which caused them giggle for a few seconds. The two continued their walk to Dr. Light.
Dr. Light looked at his flashcards, remembering the words written on them for his speech. Sweat beamed down from his forehead as he kept reading his notes over and over again. His hands were sweaty and shaking. He was breathing heavily. As he opened his mouth, he couldn't form any words. What made him tremble was when the door opened. The cold wind crawled up his spine. His pupils shrunk. He slowly turned his head around to meet the intruders. His bright blue eyes met a pair of blue and green eyes. As he closed his eyes, he placed his palm on his forehand and chuckled to himself.
"Oh, it's just you two. I thought you two were strangers breaking in."
"Sorry about that, Grandpa. I came with Roll to see if you need my help."
Dr. Light smiled at both his grandson and assistant. They were both his pride and joy.
"Rock, Roll. What are your advises for public speaking?"
Rock answered first. "Pretend the people in the audience are dogs waiting for a command. When you speak, think of it as a command. Your last lines are the treat, and the cheers are their tails wagging out of happiness or something of the like."
"I see what you are saying."
Roll then answered, "I really like what Rock is suggesting. However, I always thought about thing else as i speak or look at whatever was behind the audience. That's just me though."
Dr. Light pulled the two into a warm, bear hug. The two hugged him back. After a while, they broke the embrace.
"If I didn't have you two, I would be very lost."
The two gave him their biggest smiles, and they all began to chuckle. That all came to an end when they all hear the door opened. They turned around only to see a pair of grey eyes, a slasher smile, and a silhouette of crazy hair. The man walked into the light. He had a red tie and a lab coat similar to Dr. Light's. He was mostly bald save for two grey pieces on each side. His mustache was similar to his hair, grey and straggly. He rubbed his cleft chin.
"Albert! I'm so glad you were able to show up!"
"I came to speak important matters with you, Thomas."
"Give me one second. I have to check on the Robot Masters"
Dr. Light walked into the room where the Robot Masters rested. That left Rock and Roll all alone with the other doctor.
"Hello, Dr. Wily. How have you been?" Rock asked.
"I've been . . . well, Rock. You've grown since I last saw you. You're becoming more like Thomas everyday. However, I believe that you will be remember as someone better than both Thomas and your father."
"Really? I mean my grandpa and dad revolutionized a whole new generation. I'm not sure if I could ever surpass them."
"Of course you can! At least you are more willing to listen to my ideas of making Monsteropolis a better place. When Thomas and your parents allow you to become my assistant, we'll change the future," Dr. Wily said with enthusiasm in his voice. He grinned at Rock with him grinning back.
Roll asked, "Hey Dr. Wily, has Forte given you any trouble?"
He sighed and answered, "As of late, no. However, you know that boy will start something eventually. He seems to get his temper and pride from me and his father. He can't help me, his grandfather, in the lab without arguing about the littlest things. He'll calm down as the years go on."
"Rock and I are always here to help."
"Thank you. You two are too kind, stupidly kind even. At least I can turn to you."
As the three continued to talk, Dr. Light entered the room. They all turned their attention to him.
"You wanted to talk to me about something, Albert?"
Dr. Wily walked up to Dr. Light and turned him around, his back now facing Rock and Roll. The two scientist walked away from young teenagers. They would later learn about the topic that was beginning discussed.
In the Room where the Robot Masters were contained, Dr. Light and Dr. Wily were sitting on two chairs.
"Should I be on stage with you, Thomas? I mean, I helped you, your son, and your daughter-in-law design the Robot Masters aside from Rock and Roll."
"But Albert, you worked on those unethical robot experiments. I don't want the Robot Masters to be-"
"So this all about you keeping your good reputation, isn't it? Your middle name is Tadashi and tadashi means right. You think you're always right! Well let me tell you something, Thomas Tadashi Light-Hikari, you're a douc-"
"Albert! I just don't want the public to get the wrong idea about the DLN Robot Master line. I still remember all the work we did during our time in University. You've made mistakes, but have I too. I know you make up for them. We have been equals in the field of robotics and we'll always be. I promise that in history, both our names will be remembered as scientist who helped change the future. What do you say?" Dr. Light asked as he held his hand out for his old friend.
Dr. Wily looked at it for a couple of minutes when an idea sparked in his mind. His hand touched his and the two shook hands in agreement. Their hands departed as Dr. Light got up.
"I better get working on my speech some more."
The two walked to meet up with Rock and Roll.
After two hours passed by, it was finally time. People filled the many rows of chairs. News reporters were standing at the very front, waiting ever so patiently to get his speech and ask him some questions. Meanwhile Dr. Light was backstage with Rock and Roll. He was looking at his notes for the final time. Rock was shining his shoes as Roll was fixing his blue and yellow polka dot tie. When his brown shoes were too bright for Rock's eyes and his tie was fixed, the two got up.
"You're all set, Grandpa. You can to this! Just remember what we said earlier."
"Okay. I will not fail, not for you or Roll."
The door opened and a couple walked towards Dr. Light.
"Mom, Dad! You showed up!"
"Of course we would, dear. We wouldn't want to miss this. Besides, Dr. Light asked us to be on stage for helping him make the Robot Master," his mom responded.
"Come on! We can't let the people wait any longer," Roll suggested.
They all nodded and all walked together to the stage. The light from the sun hit them. Dr. Light walked further to the white podium. He took a deep breath in and finally began to speak.
"Thank you, everyone, for taking your time this afternoon for Light Labs' newest unveiling of what is to be the change in our society. Over the last century, advancements in robotics have lead us to a better way of life. We have better services, safer work environments, and new luxuries. However, I believe that field of robotics can be pushed even further for both the sake of human and machine. I believe that by pushing the boundaries of modern robotics and working hard alongside each other, we can live in a perfect tomorrow. With the help of Dr. Benjamin Light or Dr. Hikari as he's simply known, and Dr. Mary Volnutt, I have found the solution to a better world. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the next generation of robots- the Robot Masters!"
The red curtain revealed the six Robot Masters while Rock and Roll walked towards them. Now all together, the six opened their opened their eyes and looked down at the audience.
"Most of you probably knows these Robot from their own revealings but for those unaware of them, these two are DLN-001: Rock Trigger and DLN-002: Roll are my personal assistants. Unlike the other Robot Masters, they have free will and were created by implanting human DNA into their artificial intelligence, or AI for short. Rock was created from the DNA of my grandson, Rockefeller Light. Roll, on the other hand, was built with the help of Dr. Cossack and was created from the DNA of Rebecca Caskett-Cossack."
Rock and Roll shyly waved at the audience before making their way to each of Dr. Light's sides. Cut Man began to show off his scissor on his head.
"DLN-003: Cut Man is a timber-felling robot. He will oversee deforestation management with the help of his Rolling Cutter."
As Cut Man placed his scissor back on his head, Guts Man flexed his arms, hoping to impress the audience.
"DLN-004: Guts Man is a civil engineering worker robot. He will work in reclamation and construction with his Super Arm."
Once Guts Man was done flexing, Ice Man blew out a little bit of ice.
"DLN-005: Ice Man is robot created to work in cold areas. He will push arctic exploration with his Ice Slasher."
Bomb Man juggled with his bombs when the ice shattered and melted into Ice Man's hands.
"DLN-006: Bomb Man is a base rock destruction robot. He will revolutionize demolition and land development alongside Guts Man with his Hyper Bomb."
Fire Man lit up when Bomb Man placed his bombs away.
"DLN-007: Fire Man is a waste disposal robot. With his incinerator functions, he will promote waste reduction with his Fire Storm."
Elec Man created a few sparks with his fingertips as the flame on Fire Man's torch head disappeared.
"Last but not least, DLN-008: Elec Man is a voltage controlling robot. He will change the way of power management with his Thunder Beam."
The spark from Elec Man's fingertips disappeared in thin air.
"The DLN Robot Master line all have advance A.I. systems that will allow them to perform complex task, communicate with humans, and direct other robots in their duties. With the DLN Robot Master line, I believe that we can create a better future for everyone."
Everyone in the audience began to clap and roar with cheers.
"I will now take any questions."
One reporter, a green robot with two propellers on his shoulders, held his microphone close to Dr. Light as his partner, a young woman with pink hair, focused the camera on them.
"Ripot and Plum from the B&C Gazette. In your early career, you created the prototype robot, DLN-000: Blues Break, who was originally built for warfare and had free will. You also built the "Sniper Joe" models based on the design of Blues. Will these machines be use for war operations? Is it possible for DLN-001: Rock Trigger and DLN-002: Roll go rogue?"
Dr. Light was about to open his mouth when his son and Rock blurted in.
"Blues was not some mindless machine! He was my first son! Blues didn't go rogue; he had a problem in his energy core and ran away because he thought his free will would be taken away. Neither Rock nor Roll are willing to fight, and want to maintain peace. Don't you dare accuse my son or the daughter of one my closest friends!" Dr. Hikari shouted in a calm manner, but you could tell that he was pissed.
"Blues was my older brother that I looked up to. My older brother was not a mindless, killing machine, and Grandpa would never want to build robots with their only purpose being for war! He is through building weapons and would rather build robots with the purpose of advancing humanity and robotics!" Rock shout with his anger being much clearer.
Dr. Light looked at his son and grandson with much concern, and then he turned back to the reporters.
"Any more questions?"
As expected, Dr. Light was swarmed with questions. As he answered them, Rock turned around to see if anything was happening backstage. The only thing he saw was Dr. Wily walking away and a "peh" coming out of his mouth. Rock turned his attention back to the audience. A young man wearing a black trench coat, a pair of black shades, white gloves, and a yellow scarf tucked into his coat caught Rock's eyes. The man in black took notice and simply stared the young robot. It was a solid minute before the man broke the glance and walked away. He muttered something before leaving, but Rock couldn't make out what he was saying. Even though he didn't recognize the stranger, Rock couldn't help but feel like he knew the man.
It was night now. Nine o'clock to be exact. Everyone was at Light Labs settling down. Dr. Light plowed down onto a comfy chair as Rock hanged up his lab coat. Rock took a quick glance at his grandpa. His grandpa noticed this.
"That was quite a day, wouldn't you say so, Rock?"
"Y. . . Yeah," he replied with a worried tone.
"Is something wrong?"
"Well . . . it's about the reporter today. Dad and I are so sorry for interrupting you. It's just that we felt like they were almost trying to insult you and my big brother.
Dr. Light took a deep breath in and rested his hands on Rock's shoulders.
"Listen, Rockefeller, I understand where you and Benjamin are coming from. But you must always remember that wasn't most likely their intention. I must admit that those question startled me, but I must face questions like that with a calm demeanor. I learnt as a youth that you must face your problems in a calm manner."
Rock nodded, "Okay. I will next time."
"That a boy. You should probably get to bed right now. Benjamin and Mary would want you to. We all had a good, busy, and successful day."
"What about you and Roll?"
"Roll and I are working on our next big project."
"What is it?"
"I'm afraid that I can't tell you yet, but I can tell you that it's really special."
"Oh. Well, goodnight Grandpa."
"Goodnight, my precious grandson," he kissed his forehead and released his hands from his shoulders.
Rock said goodnight to everyone and hit the sack. He couldn't get much sleep however. He tossed and turned each passing minute. It was eleven thirty already. He decided to lay down with his eyes open and look the ceiling. Many thoughts raced through his mind like jet planes. It was when the image of Dr. Wily walking out earlier today that sparked an idea. Rock walked out of bed and grabbed his PET. Quickly pressing the numbers without mistake, the PET made a buzzing noise for a while.
After a while, Dr. Wily picked up and screamed in the most cranky and drowsy manner, "Who are you and why are you calling me in the middle of the night?"
"It's me Dr. Wily, Rockefeller. I need to talk to someone."
"Oh. Sorry about that. I thought you were a spam caller or a salesperson," his voice lighten up.
"During the speech, you walked out without saying goodbye or anything? Is something the matter?"
"I was hoping no one noticed, but you're right, something is bothering me."
"What is it?"
"You remember that I also helped build the Robot Masters, right?"
"Of course!"
"I feel like that I should of have at least been mentioned. People are probably still skeptical of me since I did those unauthorized robot experiments, but I just wanted to help."
"I know that deep down, you are a really nice guy. After all, during that time I broke my arm when I was eight in human years, it was you that fixed it when I was in the hospital. Everyone else thought that it healed very quickly, but I know that it was really you who fixed the metal skeleton. You have done some many things for me. I wish I can pay you back for everything you've done."
On the other side of the PET, Dr. Wily smiled and only said, "It's because you always had faith in me. You believed that I had the power to change the world. You didn't see me as Dr. Light's shadow. You always saw me as my own individual."
"Someday the whole world will see your brilliance. I hope that someday that I can help you stand out from Grandpa."
"The whole world?"
"Yeah."
"Thank you, Rock. This conversation helped me get a few things off my chest. It will be us that will change the world and be remembered as legendary. That I can promise."
"Yeah. It's getting late. Tomorrow will be the day we change the world. Is that okay with you?
"Yes. Anyway, goodnight."
"Goodnight."
Rock hung up and set his PET down. He soon fell asleep soundly. He slept peacefully the whole night.
In the glowing morning, everyone in Light Labs woke up. Once everyone got dressed and cleaned up, they all went to the kitchen and sat down at the table. French toast with butter and sugar sat on the plates in front of them. There was also scrambled eggs and Applewood bacon on the plate. Rock was the first one to take a bite out of the meal. When he swallowed it, his face lit up and he began to chop it down.
"Wow! This is the best breakfast I ever had! I don't know how you do it, Roll," he complimented.
"I woke up early just to make it all for us. It's a special day to have all of the Lights here under one roof, especially since the speech was yesterday."
Everyone else was eating their meal. Roll continued to be showered praise, and the only thing Rock could do was smile at her.
"Earth to Rock. Are you here? Rock!"
He turned around and saw his mom chuckling. It made him realize that he was smiling at Roll for a least a minute. He chuckled with his mom to hide his embarrassment. The chuckling died down.
"Hey Mom, Dad, Grandpa. Since Roll and I don't have school today, can we go to the town square?"
His dad replied, "Sure thing."
He looked at his mom and grandpa, only to see approving looks. Rock and Roll got up and walked out the house not before they grabbed some money and their PETs. The Lights smiled at the two as they left.
The two walked on the grey road as the grass blades on each side danced with the wind. Shops filled the area around them, and shopkeepers had smiles plastered on their face as customers happily walked out the store with bags in their hands. They two looked each store, but nothing caught their wallets yet. It was a white visor with green lens and two stars on it that caught his attention. He checked the price and then check his wallet.
"Darn! I don't have enough," he shouted.
Roll took notice of this and handed him some money.
"What's this for?"
"It's for the visor you want."
"You don't have to do this."
"You're my best friend. I know you want them."
He slowly took the money. Sometimes he wished that she didn't read him like a book she read thousand times.
When he took the money, he said, "Thank you."
"Anything for you."
"By the way, when did you go to sleep last night?"
"Since I was helping Dr. Light, I would say about two or three in the morning."
"You should take more care for yourself."
"I'm just an assistant. A simple housekeeper. I always was and always will."
"But everyone loves you dearly."
"Still."
"Anyway, I'm going in. Wait right here. I wouldn't take very long," with a small
He walked in and in about what seemed to be ten seconds, he already was wearing his new visor. The two continued to walk around. Suddenly Rock spotted a little blue robot hovering by a small propeller. It flew off to a corner. Curiosity beaten Rock and he began to chase it.
"Rock! Where are you going?" Roll turned around and no longer see him.
He chased the robot around the maze-like town square. He was getting weird looks, but he didn't care. Finally the robot stopped and began to shoot out pellets. He run in front of a trash can. He was breathing heavily as it kept shooting. One pellet made shot through the can as if it was glass. He peeked his head and saw Roll.
"Over here!"
"There you are! I been looking for you!"
"Look out!"
"I don't see anything."
Rock grabbed a pebble from the ground and threw it at the robot. It showed itself to Roll as the pebble pierced through its body. It flew down and smoke came out of it.
"I didn't see that. How were you able to?"
He took off his visor, "I honestly don't know."
That was when Roll put the pieces together.
"I think your visor is able to spot certain things that the naked eye can't see."
"That makes sense."
The huge television became static until a familiar face showed up.
"Wahahahahahaha! Everyone, may I have your attention? My name is Dr. Albert W. Wily, the one and only! After sometime thinking, I've decided that in order to gain the recognition I deserve, I need to take over the world. In order to do that, I took Dr. Light's precious DLN Robot Master Line that I helped build!"
The television now showed clips of the Robot Masters destroying the various areas in Monsteropolis.
"If you want MY Robot Masters to stop this violence, I demand complete and utter surrender from the world's leaders, and to be recognized as the greatest scientist in the universe!"
Pure horror took over the faces of the two. They turned to each other and dashed back to Light Labs.
They arrived back at the lab, only to see that Dr. Light was talking to a woman in her middle to late thirties. She had dark brown hair with two long, wavy parted fringes in the front and a strange hairstyle. Her lab coat was normal, but there was a skull on it. She had matching skull earrings. She turned around and saw the two.
"So you two must be Rock and Roll? I heard many good things about you! I'm Dr. Belle Bonne."
"Dr. Bonne? It's a honor to meet you!" Rock said as he shook her hand.
"Wow! I can't believe that I'm actually meeting you! I heard about you from Papa and how you two made a robot. DBN-001: Teisel Bonne was his name, right?" Roll shook Dr. Bonne's hand.
"Correct. Your father helped me built a son for my family and a weapon to help my husband in the military."
Dr. Light walked up to Dr. Bonne and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"So you two have heard of her? Did you two know that she was my assistant when she was still in high school all the way to her early twenties?"
"Wow!" they awed.
"Anyway, the reason why she is here is because she works for the government, and she wants me to help her build . . . a weapon to combat the Robot Masters. Usually I wouldn't do something like this, but she was my former assistant and there is nothing that can defeat the Robot Masters. Rockefeller, your parents are in the lab right now working on a design for the new robot."
Rock looked down at the floor, a shadow now covering his eyes.
("This is all my fault! My fault! If I didn't talk to Dr. Wily last night. If I didn't see him walk out! I caused this mess, I will fix it. For the world!")
"Is everything okay, Rock?" Roll asked.
Rock looked up and confidence filled his eyes.
"Grandpa, change me into a fighting robot! I'll fight Dr. Wily."
"What?!"
"Change me into a fighting robot. I don't want to harm my brothers, but if I have to fight, I have to fight."
"But I don't want to lose you again."
"I promise that I will be back in one piece. If I'm not, then let me rest in peace with Grandma."
"O . . .okay, I'll do it. I'll make the necessary upgrades. Roll, I'll let you handle the battle armor."
"Okay, Dr. Light."
"I'll help you make the battle upgrades," Dr. Bonne stated.
"It's settle. All of us are working on this new project. Project: Super Fighting Robot has officially begun."
They all went into the basement, where the main lab was.
Rock was momentarily shut down for his operation. His chest was bare. His robot heart, however, was still beating as the green lines passed. Dr. Volnutt and Dr. Bonne were creating different chips as Dr. Light and Dr. Hikari were making changes to his robotic skeleton and muscles. Roll was making the battle armor with his measurement on a clipboard. Roll looked at Dr. Light.
"Hey Dr. Light, I need to talk to you for a second."
"I'm coming, Roll."
The two walked into a different room. It was small and had some supplies in it.
"I never thought that I would be working on something for warfare. I thought my biggest project would be Project: Rush," Roll grabbed a blueprint from her pocket and opened it up, revealing two images. One was a picture of a strange dog similar to a Doberman Pinscher with its ear cropped and tail docked. The other one was that of a cartoony dog similar to a Beagle.
"This is tough for all of us, Roll. It was Rock's choice however. He wants to help."
"But I'm worried for him. I really want to be by his side and help him in battle, but I'm not brave like him. I would have never volunteered like that. I hope he's just okay in all of this."
"I hope so too. I have an idea."
"What is it?"
"You can be his navigator. You'll give him advice, upgrade his armor, develop new weapons for him, and create support units to aid him."
"So you're saying that I should be his Spotter to his Digger?"
"I guess you can say that. I've never really understood Diggers and Spotters. Your grandpa and mother understand that more than I ever would."
"I'll do it! I feel a little better already. By the way, does Rock know of Project: Rush?"
"I only told him that it was special. I didn't mention anything else. I also didn't tell him about you working on it, how I'm just supervising you, or what it was."
"Thank you. I think we should get back to work."
"I was about to say that."
Dr. Light and Roll headed back to the lab.
It was finally done. Project: Super Fighting Robot was completed. Rock woke up from all the preparations. He felt no different than before. He got up and walked towards a mirror. What he saw seemed like a totally different robot. He now wore a black suit, and armor was covering most parts of his body. He had a cyan chest plate with a cyan gorget that was covering most of his neck. He wore round, cyan shoulder guards. His arms were covered in cyan armor. There was a break at his elbow that revealed a small portion of his suit, cutting the connection between his arm armor and his forearm armor. Passed his elbows were blue, gauntlet-like armor that were a part of his gloves. His hands were covered by blue leather and had a blue piece of metal on top of each one. His armor covering his thighs was also cyan, and there was a break in his knees also revealing his suit. He wore slim, blue boots that also acted as armor for his legs. He also had a piece of white armor attached to the boots that covered his knees. He wore a blue helmet with a cyan square on the forehead and a cyan ridge running down from the square. Each side of the helmet had a white section with a red circle inside. Inside the red circle was a black line going diagonally and two black triangles connecting to the line. A bit of his hair from both the front and back were sticking out of his helmet. He press one of the circles and his hair became black with blue tips. He pressed the other one and a pair of red visualizer dropped down. He noticed a small armor piece on his hip. He pressed the button on it and a piece of blue armor attached itself to the other hip. It formed a pair of metal briefs. He pressed the button again and it went back inside the armor piece. His right hand went inside his armor and his arm became a cannon. The muzzle of the cannon was blue like his gloves and forearm. A yellow gauge with not very noticeable lines opened up. He turned his cannon-like weapon back into a hand. A part of his armor covered the gauge back up. He pressed one circle of his helmet and his hair became brown again. He turned to meet everyone's gazes.
"Do you like it?" Roll asked.
"I like it a lot. Thanks, Roll!"
She pulled on her hair and twirled the tip in her fingers.
"No problem."
"All we have to do now is to think of a superhero name for you," Dr. Hikari stated.
"How about Knuckle Kid?" Dr. Bonne suggested.
"No thanks," Rock tried to be polite as possible.
"Battle Kid, Mighty Kid, or Rainbow Warrior Miracle Kid?" Dr. Volnutt suggested.
"MOM! Let's not use kid in my superhero name."
"The Battle Rainbow Rockman!" Dr. Hikari shouted.
"NO DAD!" Rock placed a hand on his forehead and shook his head.
"Rockman Trigger?" Dr. Light suggested.
"I like that name, but it's both obvious and not something that would make total sense to everyone."
"Since your weapon is called the Mega Buster, can we call you Mega Man Trigger?" Roll asked.
"Mega Man Trigger? I like it. Mega Man Trigger it is! You can just call me Mega Man."
Everyone clapped and hugged the new hero.
"Too tight!" Mega Man cried out. They all let go of him and gave him breathing room.
"Dad, check the news to see what happen while we were creating Mega Man," Dr. Hikari commanded.
"I'm on it."
They all went upstairs and turned on the television. They changed the channel to Channel 9.
"In the heart of Monsteropolis City, Dr. Wily sent a monstrous, robotic dog and now it's a rampage! It's already harmed tons of citizens and destroyed a bunch of buildings," the reporter stated as a video of a navy blue and silver dog with long fangs and tusk on each side of its mouth played. It was only slightly larger than a Great Dane, but it breathed fire and attacked anything in its way.
"No. No. No. Tron," Dr. Bonne muttered.
"Tron?" Mega Man and Roll questioned.
"DBN-002: Tron Bonne was created to be my assistant and my daughter. I gave her a blaster gun, but that gun wouldn't be able to do much to that robot. I pray that she turns out fine."
"I'll go out and make sure she's safe."
"Thank you, Mega Man."
"Please don't thank me now. I have a mission to carry out."
Mega Man ran out of Light Labs as soon as he could. Everyone waved at him as he ran off. Dr. Light sighed.
"He's so much like Blues in his earlier years, wouldn't you say so, Benjamin?" Dr. Light asked.
"Yeah. Bruce Eugene Light. I miss him so much. I wish he wrote me letters or something. I miss him so much, my first son," Dr. Hikari's eyes began to water up. Tears ran down his cheeks.
Dr. Volnutt hugged her husband from behind with tearing watering up in her own eyes.
"I miss Blues very much too. I felt something like this multiple times before. Don't you remember that my first sole creation, DVN-000: Glyde, left with my permission to become the butler of his best friend and her uncle? The loss of my second creation, whose name always brings tears to my own eyes, haunts me to this very day. I know you miss him and I do too, but look at our other son. He's growing up to be a fine, young man. We have other things to worry about like our son's safety."
"You're right, Mary. Rock is going to make a name for himself," he wiped the tears from his eyes and smiled at the open door.
Little did the two know that their son would soon become a legend who would never be forgotten.
Author's Notes: Originally, I had more colors and more detail in Mega Man's design such as yellow shoulder guards, a shooting star on his chest plate, lavender plates protecting his ribs, and yellow as his second color scheme on his helmet. However, the design didn't really mesh well with each other, so got rid of those details and made it more simple. I also was going to make the suit under his armor a navy blue, but that blended in too much with the armor. As you can see, my main inspirations for Rock/Mega Man's design are Classic Rock/Mega Man and Rock Volnutt with hints of the other versions of Mega Man. Rock's hair was honestly one of the hardest parts of his design. I eventually settled with Volnutt's hairstyle and pieces of hair sticking out of the helmet come from MML3's Rock Volnutt design with a tiny hint EXE. The helmet was also very hard to design. In the end, I mainly based it off MML3's Rock Volnutt with a hint of EXE. You can probably tell that Rock's backstory is based on the backstories of Classic Rock and EXE. Roll's working outfit and cap as you see in this chapter is mainly based on MML3's Roll Caskett design, but her boots are based on Roll's MM8 design. Her hair is mainly based on the hair of Classic Roll. Roll's eye color is based of the color of Caskett and EXE. Forte's hair is based on Ariga's portrayal of him. He also doesn't have the purple lines yet for reasons. That's all of the notes for the character designs for now. I hoped you enjoyed this chapter. Now stay tuned for the next chapter.