title: Net Nitro Necromancing
Reference: based on the game series Megaman Battle Network .[owned by
Capcom, not me].
Summary: A boy named Netto receives a PET, which turns out to contain a NetNavi named Megaman. As their relationship grows, the two encounter obstacles and more. The WWW, a gang that commits crimes on the internet, are in hot pursuit of them after Megaman deleted several of their NetNavis. [Subject: Netto + Megaman]
Terms: The hero/antihero is Netto Hikari, called Lan Hikari by nearly everyone he knows. His NetNavi is MegaMan. Netto's dad is not the creator of Megaman in this story.
Chapter 1; the defective PET
I was really poor with no money of my own to spend. All the kids would laugh at me because I didn't have all the high-tech items they had. I didn't want any of that stuff anyway. Don't get me wrong, my family was rich. My dad worked at Scilab inventing lots of stuff. That was where most of the high-tech stuff was invented. My parents didn't give me an allowance like the other families did with their kids. Anyway.
I thought that I'd not wanted any high-tech stuff, but one day, something proved me wrong. I was in class at school when I saw some students take out some kind of handheld device. They were talking to it like it was a person, and to my surprise, the device spoke back and was carrying on a conversation!
I couldn't help but be curious, so I took a peek at one of them. There was a computer screen on it, showing a web browser and a human-looking cyber navigator. Someone told me that the navigator was called a NetNavi that could do whatever you wanted it to do. It could talk to you wherever you went and it was like having a friend. I really wanted one, bad!
After school, I ran to the shop where they told me I could get a PET, which the device was called. I saw many different ones for sale. But just my luck, a PET device sold for a whopping 76580 dollars!!! Meaning it was $100.00. That was way too much money for me. And I knew that I couldn't ask my parents for the money. I left the shop, sad and disheartened. The one thing that I wanted, and it was far out of my reach.
I was about to go home when I saw another shop that sold PETS, and it was closing its doors! I ran to the manager who was closing up shop and he said nothing like he was really angry or something. He was mumbling something about his job with the WWW and then noticed me. He laughed about the question I asked him about the PETs he was selling, and he said that they were for free. My mouth dropped open at my luck! He slipped in under the gates and I heard several doors slam and shelves fall over, much like he was ripping the place apart. I was then handed a blue PET through the gates and the manager told me that it was defective. Then he slammed the door before I could say anything.
I looked at the PET in my hands, and frowned at all the scratches and dents scattered all over it. It was all battered like it had been lying in the road getting constantly run over by cars. It looked broken. But I still had a small smile on my face, because I finally had my own PET like everyone else. It wasn't operational now, but I knew that the device was not beyond repair. I tucked my PET inside a pocket on my backpack and headed home. I was already halfway down the block anyway.
I greeted my mom who was working in the kitchen when I got home, and told her about my adventures. I told her about the store with the 76580 dollar / $100.00 PETs. I said that I knew the person who gave me the PET, so as not to worry her or get yelled at for accepting things from strangers. She seemed to not believe me because PETs sold for a ton of money, but I showed her the device to prove it to her. She then told me to just throw it out because it was deemed defective. I said no, and went up to my room, sure that I could fix it.
I shut the door and dumped the tools out of my box and onto the floor. A small can of scratch repair rub-on and a rubber hammer along with cotton balls. There were other tools too, including test answers and batteries, emergency non-perishable food including twinkies and chocolate bars, water bottles, a flashlight, and a water gun. I packed the tools that I didn't need back in the box and took the PET out of my bookbag.
I grabbed the hammer and first lightly banged the dents out of the device, careful not to damage it any further. I then rubbed the scratch repair over the scratches, and used the cotton balls to wipe off the rest that I didn't use. The PET looked about as good as new. I still had to fix whatever 'defect' was in there, because it was not operational. The screen was blank, and I saw no on or off switch. I opened the back of the PET to see if something was wrong on the inside. There were a ton of computer chips in there of many different shapes and sizes. I noticed that one of the chips, a black one with a skull and crossbones, most certainly did not fit in. It looked like it was messing up the other chips, overloading the system and maybe causing it to malfunction. I took that chip out, and put it in my tool box if I needed it for later.
Now everything looked like it belonged in there, so I closed the back of the PET and hoped that none of the chips or circuits had fried before I could fix it. A small beeping noise emitted from the device and I turned the PET over to look at the screen. I saw a light grey screen with an all blue Navi lying on the bottom as if it were dead. More trouble. I plugged it into my computer and went to Scilab's webpage. They had a diagnostic program that I could run, so I could find out what the problem was. I ran the program and was shocked to hear the results. The poor Navi had constantly been under attack by viruses, and the black chip that had been in there had been the cause of the massive damage. The viruses had put the Navi right on the brink of death.
I put the Navi in the Scilab hospital overnight, and watched on the computer as other Navis that looked like nurses put it on a stretcher. The screen of the PET changed to white with a red cross in the center. I sat on my bed, planning to stay there and wait until the hospital told me any news on the Navi's condition. But mom called me down for dinner, and even though I wanted to stay, I knew that I was hungry and had to eat, having not eaten since 7'o clock that morning. I went downstairs and my mouth dropped open at my dad sitting at the table eating with us! It was on very rare occasions for him to be home like this, if even for a dinner. When I sat down, he told me that he had something important to tell me.
= to be continued... next chapter.
Summary: A boy named Netto receives a PET, which turns out to contain a NetNavi named Megaman. As their relationship grows, the two encounter obstacles and more. The WWW, a gang that commits crimes on the internet, are in hot pursuit of them after Megaman deleted several of their NetNavis. [Subject: Netto + Megaman]
Terms: The hero/antihero is Netto Hikari, called Lan Hikari by nearly everyone he knows. His NetNavi is MegaMan. Netto's dad is not the creator of Megaman in this story.
Chapter 1; the defective PET
I was really poor with no money of my own to spend. All the kids would laugh at me because I didn't have all the high-tech items they had. I didn't want any of that stuff anyway. Don't get me wrong, my family was rich. My dad worked at Scilab inventing lots of stuff. That was where most of the high-tech stuff was invented. My parents didn't give me an allowance like the other families did with their kids. Anyway.
I thought that I'd not wanted any high-tech stuff, but one day, something proved me wrong. I was in class at school when I saw some students take out some kind of handheld device. They were talking to it like it was a person, and to my surprise, the device spoke back and was carrying on a conversation!
I couldn't help but be curious, so I took a peek at one of them. There was a computer screen on it, showing a web browser and a human-looking cyber navigator. Someone told me that the navigator was called a NetNavi that could do whatever you wanted it to do. It could talk to you wherever you went and it was like having a friend. I really wanted one, bad!
After school, I ran to the shop where they told me I could get a PET, which the device was called. I saw many different ones for sale. But just my luck, a PET device sold for a whopping 76580 dollars!!! Meaning it was $100.00. That was way too much money for me. And I knew that I couldn't ask my parents for the money. I left the shop, sad and disheartened. The one thing that I wanted, and it was far out of my reach.
I was about to go home when I saw another shop that sold PETS, and it was closing its doors! I ran to the manager who was closing up shop and he said nothing like he was really angry or something. He was mumbling something about his job with the WWW and then noticed me. He laughed about the question I asked him about the PETs he was selling, and he said that they were for free. My mouth dropped open at my luck! He slipped in under the gates and I heard several doors slam and shelves fall over, much like he was ripping the place apart. I was then handed a blue PET through the gates and the manager told me that it was defective. Then he slammed the door before I could say anything.
I looked at the PET in my hands, and frowned at all the scratches and dents scattered all over it. It was all battered like it had been lying in the road getting constantly run over by cars. It looked broken. But I still had a small smile on my face, because I finally had my own PET like everyone else. It wasn't operational now, but I knew that the device was not beyond repair. I tucked my PET inside a pocket on my backpack and headed home. I was already halfway down the block anyway.
I greeted my mom who was working in the kitchen when I got home, and told her about my adventures. I told her about the store with the 76580 dollar / $100.00 PETs. I said that I knew the person who gave me the PET, so as not to worry her or get yelled at for accepting things from strangers. She seemed to not believe me because PETs sold for a ton of money, but I showed her the device to prove it to her. She then told me to just throw it out because it was deemed defective. I said no, and went up to my room, sure that I could fix it.
I shut the door and dumped the tools out of my box and onto the floor. A small can of scratch repair rub-on and a rubber hammer along with cotton balls. There were other tools too, including test answers and batteries, emergency non-perishable food including twinkies and chocolate bars, water bottles, a flashlight, and a water gun. I packed the tools that I didn't need back in the box and took the PET out of my bookbag.
I grabbed the hammer and first lightly banged the dents out of the device, careful not to damage it any further. I then rubbed the scratch repair over the scratches, and used the cotton balls to wipe off the rest that I didn't use. The PET looked about as good as new. I still had to fix whatever 'defect' was in there, because it was not operational. The screen was blank, and I saw no on or off switch. I opened the back of the PET to see if something was wrong on the inside. There were a ton of computer chips in there of many different shapes and sizes. I noticed that one of the chips, a black one with a skull and crossbones, most certainly did not fit in. It looked like it was messing up the other chips, overloading the system and maybe causing it to malfunction. I took that chip out, and put it in my tool box if I needed it for later.
Now everything looked like it belonged in there, so I closed the back of the PET and hoped that none of the chips or circuits had fried before I could fix it. A small beeping noise emitted from the device and I turned the PET over to look at the screen. I saw a light grey screen with an all blue Navi lying on the bottom as if it were dead. More trouble. I plugged it into my computer and went to Scilab's webpage. They had a diagnostic program that I could run, so I could find out what the problem was. I ran the program and was shocked to hear the results. The poor Navi had constantly been under attack by viruses, and the black chip that had been in there had been the cause of the massive damage. The viruses had put the Navi right on the brink of death.
I put the Navi in the Scilab hospital overnight, and watched on the computer as other Navis that looked like nurses put it on a stretcher. The screen of the PET changed to white with a red cross in the center. I sat on my bed, planning to stay there and wait until the hospital told me any news on the Navi's condition. But mom called me down for dinner, and even though I wanted to stay, I knew that I was hungry and had to eat, having not eaten since 7'o clock that morning. I went downstairs and my mouth dropped open at my dad sitting at the table eating with us! It was on very rare occasions for him to be home like this, if even for a dinner. When I sat down, he told me that he had something important to tell me.
= to be continued... next chapter.