Jazzerman here, I do not own any of these characters, they are owned by their respected companies, blah, blah, blah. You've heard this sht before. I DO own Jonny, Nathan, and May Wily. If you'd like to use them in a fic, just tell me.

But I do own this story.

A Wily tale, the beginning.

Part 1

A/N: If you've read the other two of these fics, it's okay to read this one. And if you haven't, don't worry. This is a great place to start too.

The crowded streets of Mega city, many people doing many things at all times of day or night. This city is still shaken from the now infamous Dr. Wily's most recent attack. People where just starting to get their lives back to normal.

A young couple where walking down the streets with their son. He was clinging to his mother's hand as they walked. Completely oblivious of the looks that his parents where getting. This small family lived in a small apartment not far from the Mega city's university. They may not have had everything most people did in this advanced city, but they had everything they needed.

Nathan Wily had short brown spiky hair like his father had in his youth. He had a great mind for robotics like his father, but that's all he hoped he inherited. He often wore his lab coat around the house, much to his young wife's distaste. But she never made too much of a fuss about it.

May had met Nathan in college only a few years before Nathan's father went of the deep edge. May was a kind soul who truly loved Nathan with all her heart and never believed for a second that he could do the things his father did. She had long black hair that she kept neatly cut at shoulder length and fair skin. There where many things Nathan loved about May but in Nathan's personal opinion the most amazing thing about her was her hazel green eyes. However the thing that truly set her apart from the other women Nathan had met is that she didn't freak out when he told her his name. Not many females wish to be acquainted with the son of a mad man who is bent on world domination.

May and Nathan became fast friends, much to the chagrin of May's other friends and family. However this only seemed to drive them closer together. Only a few short years later they where married. Not long after they had their first child. A little boy Nathan christened Jonathan Alvis Wily.

Their son may have been only six but he was very bright. His father was weary of taking him to his lab at the university but May insisted that if he was interested in robotics he should at be shown how the big boys made them.

Young Jonathan, or Jonny as his mother called him, had brown hair not unlike his father's. But one of feature he had that his father rather liked was his eyes. He had his mother's hazel green eyes. He got along with most of the kids at school, but every once in a while he'd come home beaten up or with a note from the teachers that said he had beaten someone else up. His parents simply assumed it was normal stuff for a kid to get into scrapes like this. Jonny's main friend was a small robotic dog named Constance. The two where best of friends, Jonny never cared for a second that dog was mechanical.

Over the past few months Nathan had been receiving rather disturbing messages. At first they didn't seem all that threatening. More or less they asked that he quit his job as the robotics professor at the university. Nathan assumed that it was from some concerned parent that disliked that his or her college student was learning robotics lesson from someone with the name 'Wily'.

Nathan sent a letter back to this person explaining that he was nothing like Dr. Albert Wily and that he was sorry but he would not quit teaching. He sent the letter and thought no more of it.

A little over two weeks passed and Nathan received another letter. This time the request had turned into a demand. Nathan sent the same reply and went about his business. Mainly being a good provider, husband, and father. He had shown these letters to May, who was appalled that people would assume the worst of someone just because of the acts of her husband's father.

However no more letters came and the ones that came where quickly forgotten with the rest of the trash.

Jonny never really understood why so many people seemed to get so agitated around his parents, or when he told them who he was. He just shrugged it off and smiled. Jonny thought things would be like this forever. That his parents would always be there to support him and love him...

But this all changed in a single day...

To be continued...