Some Author's Notes: Oneshot fic I did a year ago, just found it in my archives and decided to post it. Review if you wish, I'll more than likely never visit this again, much like my Star Trek fic.

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Fate.

That's what Dr. Wily calls it.

He says that it's Fate, that my only true purpose is to defeat Megaman, nothing more, nothing less.

To that end, I am merely his weapon, a tool to achieve his means.

It's funny. Megaman chose his life of crime fighting, devoted himself to saving humanity. He could change his mind at any time and do anything he wanted, have a relationship, lead a career, maintain a family even.

Me, I don't have his same freedom.

I was built with nearly identical blueprints, but in the end, I was built for a tangible purpose: Destroy Megaman.

In reality, it makes life easier for me. I don't have to be plagued by thoughts like how I should live my life or what tomorrow brings. All I know is that one day, I'll either be destroyed like so many before me, or I'll actually crush the blue bomber under my foot.

Wow, it's sad to think about it, but I'm damned if I do, damned if I don't.

If I keep fighting Megaman, there's a chance I wind up destroyed, and Wily has to be desperate to rebuild a failure.

Say I actually crush the dweeb, what then? My purpose fulfilled, Dr. Wily will declare me obsolete after about a week and have me deactivated.

There's even a third option, my failures push Wily to invent a new Robot Master to accomplish what I cannot.

When I think about it, I mean really think about it, it scares me. I was built to die.

That little thought makes my battles entirely different than they should be.

Wily says I have a higher output than Megaman, says that it'd be cake to beat him, and I have to admit, there are a lot of times when it feels like I could eliminate Megaman, but his death means my death.

Yes, as foolish as it sounds, I'm scared of my own death. Who wouldn't be when they have nothing to do but think and ponder when they aren't out to kill the only thing that keeps them alive?

I guess if AB, BC, AC, then in a way, since my purpose is to defeat Megaman, and to defeat Megaman means my death, then my true purpose is to die.

I don't want to die.

The thought of it hurts on the inside, where, if I were human, my heart would be.

It hurts, it burns, these confounded emotions that give me my anxiety.

They're the true root of my pain, this fear I have of my own demise.

Still, I need them. They're the only thing that have kept me alive. They keep me different from the other Robot Masters. Because of them, my life isn't degraded to Run, Jump, Shoot, Duck, Special Attack, Repeat.

My emotions let me make lifesaving decisions.

Maybe that's why I've never fought Megaman seriously, my emotions tell me I can live longer with him still alive than with him dead, even if it means I'm fighting my purpose, fighting my Fate.

My emotions, they give me the ability to beat Megaman, but also give me the inability to destroy him, so are they a blessing or a curse?

Regardless of the answer, they give me something important, Life.

You know what? I think I can fight Fate just a little longer.

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Ending Notes: I read it and reread it, but I don't know what to make of it, I think it frankly got away from me, but in the end, I like it.