Prologue
He awakens on his back, on an angled table in a dark room. He struggles to move, but his arms and legs fasten him down. He realizes that he remembers nothing. He looks to his left and right, searching for clues when a door slides open in front of him. He wonders at his lack of memory as a little man steps into the light of the doorway. Wild, unkempt hair juts from the side of an otherwise bald head, a lab coat extends nearly to the floor and large, seemingly out of place boots sheathe his feet. The silhouette seems familiar to him, he realizes as the little man approaches. The little man stands over him, looking him up and down and without saying a word he taps a control panel mounted on the side of the table. Then the little man steps into his view and suddenly he remembers everything. The two stare at each other for a moment, a single thought being shared, but the little man wants to be sure. "Do you know who I am?" the little man asks. He nods his head slowly. "Good..." he trails off. "Ah yes, my finest creation, I shall be undefeatable now," the little man mumbles to himself. He nods again, an unfamiliar feeling beginning to well up inside him. The little man's expression brightens. "Ah-ha, you know it as well," he chuckles. "Good. Now, I will release you." Once again the little man manipulates the control panel, quicker this time. The bonds around his arms and legs make a hiss as the hydraulics release and the mechanisms retract. The table levels off as he begins to sit upright and swings his legs over the side. "Stand up," the little man orders. Another unfamiliar feelings flashes quickly inside him, and he nearly lashes out at the little man, but it quickly subsides. Strange, he thinks. This man created me; yet, he aggravates me as well... "Walk around for a bit," the little man adds. This time, he does without hesitation, without that unfamiliar feeling, but he knows it still lingers there. As he walks, he adjusts to another new feeling. He is aware of what he is doing, knows exactly how to do it, yet it is all still very new to him. As he walks, the little man rubs his hands together, almost comically as he mumbles some more, "Ah yes, my finest creation..." He continues to walk around, testing his arms as well as his legs, running through the vast database of knowledge in his mind, when the near- silence of the lab is suddenly shattered by the little man's grating voice speaking much louder than before. He spins around quickly to face the little man, raising his right arm as he does and pointing it at him, not entirely certain as to why. "Very good," the little man concedes. "You are functioning properly then. Now listen to me," he orders as he walks to the far wall where a large viewing screen is displayed. He manipulates another control panel and the screen comes brightly to life. The bright blue light coming from it temporarily blinds him. "GO!" he screams, "Destroy him; he is my nemesis!" The unfamiliar feeling returns again, not dissipating this time. It builds and builds until he cannot take it anymore and he screams in rage. The rage clouds his mind and rational thought is lost as he stares at the screen that displays the hated blue one, and he screams. The little man revels in the pained howl that fills the room and knows that this time, he has finally won.