A/N: This is my first story that I'm writing as a member of this site. I feel that this is a site where I can grow as a writer, and improve upon my writing skills. Feel free to give any feedback. I want to know how I can improve.
As for the story, with Mega Man 11 coming out, I figured that now would be a great time to write a story about The Mega Man franchise, more specifically Mega Man Zero. (I know that it's a classic Mega Man game coming out, but sue me).
Here's the basic premise: (SPOILERS IF YOU HAVEN'T PLAYED THE ZERO SERIES). We know from the later games that the world was almost destroyed in the elf wars before the games took place; and that Neo Arcadia is one of the last places where it is safe for anyone to live, and that there's also an energy crisis going on.
This got me thinking that "There's no way all the humans in the world are at that place, there's got to be at least a few humans or reploids out there in what's left of the world, and they're most likely fighting over what little energy or resources remain." (Like Mad Max or Fallout). So the idea behind this is that Zero, after the events of the first game, goes out into this crazy place to fend for himself; while trying to make peace with his inner demons. It takes place 6 months after the events of the first game, as it's implied from the Zero 2 intro that he left Ciel and the resistance for about a year.
This story will draw heavily from George Miller's Mad Max franchise (More specifically Road Warrior and Beyond Thunderdome). So if you feel that it's kinda similar to those films, that's why.
Megaman/Rockman Zero is owned by Capcom, all original characters are owned by me.
Without further ado, I'll let the story begin, and feel free to leave comments and reviews!
Time moves and doesn't stop for a single soul until they fade away and leave behind only their memories. Be they of the ones they loved, the legacy they left, or of this broken world. My memories are no exception, but there is one that stands out above all, that of the legendary one, Zero…
To understand his story you'd have to go back long ago; when the world relied on the powers of the man-made men. Beings with wires and cogs as their brains and guts. Their powers were meant to change the world for the better, but they seemed to change the world for the worse.
For reasons too childish to remember, two men with brains filled with smarts went to war with each other, using man-made men as their soldiers. The world would've been lost, had a blue hero not stepped forward to end the conflict. While the hero's work certainly helped, the war truly came to an end when the two men grew old, and were reaching the end of their lives, but they did not leave the world of the past without planting the seeds of the future…
It was during the early stages of the before time when the seeds had finally grown to bear the fruit of the future: Man-made men with their own souls, and without masters to tell them what to do.
This power was soon given to many more man-made men. Now called reploids, they re-shaped the world like never before. For a time, it seemed as though the dreams of peace from the past would finally come true.
But such hopes remained only dreams…
A plague of madness believed to originate from the first war spread across the world, corrupting even the purest of reploids. They went to war with each other, ripping apart whoever, or whatever stood in their way.
There were some, however, who tried to use words as their weapons instead of firearms. They were convinced that the conflict could be solved peacefully by talking it out amongst each other. Though noble in their cause their efforts were futile. The damage had already been done.
After many years of war amongst both reploid and human, the world fell apart. Cities abandoned and in ruin, energy scarce, and the deaths uncountable.
Those who survived the wars now faced a new horror: the wasteland. Great plains of sand and rock with faded memories of what once was. A world where only those brutal enough harm the innocent, and cruel enough to kill them would survive. It was in the chaos of this cursed place that even the purest and most noble of beings were torn apart, and became shells of their former selves.
Those such as Zero, the fighter, the legend…
Believed to have been one of the reploids ever built, Zero was a mighty warrior who slew those who dared prey on the innocent and defended those who couldn't defend themselves. Many saw him as a hero, even though he quite feel so himself; especially when he made a horrifying discovery: The same plague that had started the wars had come had originated from him. Though he did not do this intentionally, all the death and destruction caused by all the wars weighed heavily on conscience. Feeling immense guilt for all that had happened as if it were directly his fault, he banished himself to eternal slumber; so that he could never harm anyone ever again.
However, Zero was awakened once more, and into the remains of this wasted land. He had been awakened by a small tribe of man-made men who were led by a clever girl. They were seeking help due to being persecuted by a powerful tribe, who resided in a great city, an oasis that provided safety from the harshness of the wasteland.
Though his memory was weak, he still remembered the pain he supposedly caused others. Determined to right his wrongs and give himself a purpose, took the life of the large tribe's leader, a copy of another legendary hero, a fake. He had become the small tribe's savior, but he also feared that if he stayed with them, he would be their demise as well; as no doubt, many from the larger tribe would be after him and anyone he was close to.
So he left the small tribe so that they would be safe from him, and became a shell of his former self. A man who went into the wasteland with no intention of leaving, a man too dangerous to depend upon, a man with no purpose.
But it was here, in this mess of a world, that Zero learned what he was truly fighting for...
