This is the third part of the series. This time, there is a new story added to this crossover series. Not only is it a crossover between My Life As A Teenage Robot and Megaman X, but I'm now adding Samurai Shodown (Samurai Spirits for those unfamiliar with the English name) to the series.

Some of you may be wondering how this can possibly make sense. Well, there are many complications involved when dealing with a series where the characters were alive during the 1700s, but there are also some elements to the story that allows this story make sense. You will see as you read. Look at it this way; huge dimensional portals seem to make sense, then why not this? I know that's not enough of an explanation, but I don't want to spoil it for you guys right away.

I will let you all in on one thing before you read. This story will go deeper into religion than the previous two stories. I don't want to totally surprise you all with anything that may make some feel uncomfortable, so I'm letting you know now so you can take some time to brace yourselves because I know this is a touchy subject.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the official My Life as a Teenage Robot, Megaman X, or Samurai Shodown characters. Any non-official characters are mine.

Oh yes, and by the way. I know there are quite a lot of people out there that don't really even know what Samurai Showdown is. I was made aware of this more recently than ever before. I personally found it to be very surprising. All I can really tell you to do is use a Google search for the series and the characters I'm using for the story. You can also look up gameplay videos on Youtube for this as well to give you a visual representation. The same goes for the Megaman X series in case you're having trouble with that as well.

Disclaimer Update

I feel like this message I'm writing to those who read my Mlaatr stories is long overdue. I ask that anyone who reads this disclaimer to take what I'm about to say very seriously. This is a matter of spiritual importance. Please listen.

*sigh*

The reason I haven't updated my story in such a long time isn't entirely because of the stresses of life like many other disclaimers you've probably read. Also, I do plan to continue this story to put your minds at ease. At first, I hit a point where I was nearly running out of ideas on how to continue the story. I ran into what people would usually call a writer's block. I realized over time it wasn't nearly that simple. It turns out that some of the things I began to realize was about to make me take these stories down.

First, you have to realize that the seriousness of these stories has been a journey for me. When I was writing Frail Humanity, back then, I was still an agnotstic. For those of you who don't know, an agnostic is a person who, unlike an atheist who will deliberately claim that God doesn't exist, and agnostic won't claim either side of the God argument and anchors themselves in a middle-ground uncertainty zone. For me, I used to say "I don't know if God does exist or whether or not he doesn't. I honestly do not know, so until I figure that out, I refuse to make a final decision and pick a side." So you might ask yourselves, "So then, drewmaster, how on earth did you figure these stories would fit together if you became a Christian sometime in the middle of these stories?" Good question. If you recall, in Frail Humanity, Jenny took the time out to talk about God before rearranging the face of that abandoned warehouse area by slamming her fists into ground over and over again. She was wondering if there was a God and where her place in all this was. I was also asking these same questions at the time. So the entire time I spent writing these stories, I've been on a spiritual journey. If you noticed, in Mlaatr: Maverick Hunter X, I addressed the God issue a lot more. By that time, I had already been a Christian for a while. I decided to save Spirits for when I would dive much deeper into the subject of God.

Now that I got you guys on the same page as me, here's the tricky part. I know that God exists, but robots having a spirit inside of them and the idea of other dimensions filled with humans like us also having spirits the way we do and then the idea of a bible basically identical to ours existing in another dimension are three major problems with this story. In the past couple of years, I've read and studied the bible much more than I ever have before. One, other dimensions existing besides ours, heaven, hell, and a possible holding/waiting place I think the bible possibly mentions (feel free to correct me if I'm wrong), are places, to my knowledge, aren't even vaguely mentioned in the bible (correct me on that one too if you can). Two, Jesus came here to this planet. It's an interesting thought to wonder if Jesus existed on many different versions of Earth in different dimensions all at the same time, but since the bible doesn't mention that, how can we think there could be a bible in those places as well? Also, in the case of God deciding to place a spirit of some kind into a robot body giving it life is possible. God can do anything he wants to. The issue is whether or not he would. I cannot see a reason for him doing that in reality. Who here knows, all these things could be possible, but there's no mention of these ever so fascinating possibilities in the bible to my knowledge.

These things almost made me take my stories down because as a Christian, I wouldn't want to confuse someone's spirituality and damage their relationship with God. I would not want that blood on my hands. So here's the thing. You definitely should take God and Jesus and what they have done for us very seriously. But just like I was confusing myself with my own theories about robots and such, I can see how I could possibly confuse others. Unless God himself tells us that robots can have life in his eyes, for now, do not take that seriously at all, nor the other two theories. Instead, view the robots and their dilemmas in my stories as a symbolic representation of what we as humans go through struggling to make sense of our place in the grand scheme of things.

So now, my purpose for these stories besides entertainment is to share my thoughts on spiritual growth and understanding from angles that people usually don't seem to think or talk about.

And one last thing. This is so very important. Whenever you guys write stories involving spirituality, especially if you decide to make Jesus a part of it, be ever so very careful not change what the bible says. In fact, don't change what it says at all. I don't remember where the verse is, but I believe it says something like "cursed are those who would add to or take away from the scriptures." I'm not sure of the exact wording of that verse. In my case, I did not actually change what the bible says. In Jenny's world, their bible is exactly identical to ours. In fact, now that I think of it, I need to actually change that part where the website Jenny was looking at said that there were slight differences between the bible in both world's. I'm going to say that they are identical. If I don't, that's basically like suggesting that I don't agree with certain things written in our own bible. This is exactly what I'm trying to get you guys to see. It's easy to make these kinds of mistakes if you're not thinking with a clear mind at the time. I will correct that mistake for the sake of the readers and for God's glory.

A year and eight months had passed since Sigma's defeat. Many thorough investigations and searches have been done to insure that Sigma was nowhere to be found. As far as anyone could tell, he surely no longer existed.

Many things changed in both worlds, so much so, that many people questioned if they were progressing too quickly. There wasn't much that made it seem as though anything bad would come of what they were doing, so the "off switch," so to speak, was not seriously considered.

A great amount of world hunger was solved. Countries were no longer at war with each other so national boundary lines were expected, in the near future, by many "experts" to be erased, and that all countries would soon become one superpower. Many thought that would make for a great utopia, but most were afraid to make such a bold move. Remembering the so-called utopia Sigma was working towards scared people to the point where they became worried that someone somewhere may try to take advantage of that establishment and take Sigma's place as an "all-powerful" dictator.

The only reason this opinion was taken seriously as a "legitimate" concern was because so many people voiced it, and not solely because Sigma recently tried to take over. If it were only a few people, it would have been written off by the majority as a conspiracy theory.

There were many new laws governing travel between the two worlds for reasons such as the amount of energy required to maintain stable travel or to open smaller private portals, reasons to be cleared of suspicion and various other reasons.

The teleportation technology that people from the other world were used to was also introduced to Jenny's world. Of course, use of this technology was restricted heavily to avoid conflicts and crises. The only people who actually had the opportunity to use it regularly were high ranking officials, police, military, etc. The average person was usually at least a little bit afraid of using it anyway.

All things considered, things seemed to be going quite well.

It was early in the morning. Both Vexus and Zero were walking together discussing something they heard in the news the night before.

"But you know what's so funny about that though. They asked 'Will your lettuce be contaminated? Find out at 11," Zero commented.

Vexus burst out laughing because she knew exactly where Zero was going with this.

"I mean…seriously…find out at 11? It's 5:34 in the afternoon. I could take a chance and eat that lettuce and die before 11. If it's so important, shouldn't they let us know right away? But, of course, they're much more concerned about their station's ratings than a few human lives," Zero ranted with a slight sarcastic grin on his face.

"It really is quite ridiculous. They really do manage to get on my nerves with that kind of…" Vexus said before she turned her head and paused for a moment.

Zero waited for her.

First, Vexus turned her head towards Zero, slowly started walking again, and then said "You know how sometimes you see things out of the corner of your eye?"

"Yeah," Zero asked in a curious tone.

Vexus kept looking back as she was walking, and then she said "That looked like…a ghost or…something. It's completely gone now. What on Earth? I've seen many things out of the corner of my eye, but nothing like that."

"Not that I'm worried, but even if it's not just a figment of your imagination, we don't have time to stick around. Now don't look at me like that. I don't think you're crazy, but I do know that I keep forgetting to mention that you haven't had any maintenance done on your eyes in quite a while," Zero pointed out.

"You know what; you're actually right. I keep putting it off. That might just be the reason I saw that…whatever that was. That makes me feel a whole lot better. I'll get it done sometime tomorrow," Vexus replied.

Zero placed his left hand on her left shoulder and said "All right then. But we really should try to speed up or we'll be late."

As they both sped up to a jogging pace, a man sitting on a lawn chair said in a volume that could not easily be heard from a distance "Get your eyes checked? I'm glad we don't have to have our eyes operated on or replaced every few years or so. I gotta admit though, that Vexus is a hottie. Too bad Zero got to her first."

It's a good thing to note that Vexus was released from custody about three months earlier. Her performance and demeanor managed to convince the majority of people to agree to let her roam free. If anything, there's quite a lot of reploid officers patrolling the streets, and every one of them has a large database of past criminals. She promised to help rebuild, but since there are so many reploid and mechanilloid workers helping out, it was decided that about seventeen months of service was enough. It was thought to be unreasonable to expect someone to rebuild the whole world.

At first, Zero wasn't nearly as enthusiastic about Vexus as Vexus was about Zero. He soon grew to like her though. Now they have quite a healthy relationship.

Vexus and Zero finally made it to their destination. It was a hotel suite. Many of their friends were there as well. When they finally entered the living room, Zero's eyes widened with surprise.

"It's you. You're the guy that helped us against Sigma. You were the last person I'd expect the anonymous host to be," Zero said.

As soon as the doors closed, the robot said "Well, now that you all have arrived, it's finally time I introduce myself. Oh, and please find yourselves a seat if you prefer. My real name is Terrance Rosalina. Please don't ask why both my Argentinean parents decided to name me Terrance. You all can call me Fox instead. Silver Fox is my code name. Oh yes, and please, no formalities."

"Okay then, Fox, what I wanna know, is why you took so long to meet with us," Angel asked.

"Is she always this direct, and does she always have an attitude?" Fox asked.

Angel raised her voice and said "You're treading on thi…"

XJ6 cut her off by grabbing her arm, and then said "Come on, Angel. Try to be calm."

Angel took a deep breath and folded her arms.

"Okay then, I'll tell you. Even if I wanted to, it wasn't up to me. I had to get clearance for this meeting first. The reason I wasn't given clearance was for three reasons. One: a lot of time was spent improving my body. Two: I spent a lot of time in training. And three: I've spent a lot of time investigating those other signals you detected, Jennifer," Fox explained.

"Umm…you mean those two from Venus and that one from the orbit of Saturn? I didn't know you were capable of going into outer space," Jenny replied.

"I was able to at the time I helped you guys out, but there was no need to demonstrate that to you. Of course, the only reason that is a surprise is because that makes me the first me the first human, in this world, to be outfitted and modified to fly around in outer space or other such uninhabitable environments for human beings. If I'm not mistaken, X, your world has not yet produced such a human yet, has it?" Fox asked.

X grinned, and then replied "I guess that makes you the first of both worlds."

"Well, there you have it, Angel. In short, I was busy," Fox said.

"I have another question for you. Are you actually in there, behind that helmet?" Angel asked.

"Good question. As I told you back then, this body is more of a decoy. The body you're seeing now looks identical to the original, and can fight as well as you saw back then, but the real me is far away from here controlling this body. This body has no organics; the same as the previous one. I do need to mention that there was no possible way I could control this decoy while my real body is on Venus or some other faraway place. I need to be still and concentrate as if I'm playing a video game to control this decoy. I'm using this decoy now, honestly, in case you guys don't trust me and one of you decides to attack me. The world trusts you all, but I'm cautious around everyone. It's nothing personal. Also, when I investigated those other signals, on Venus, all I found was a bunch of supplies that had been mostly eroded away by the acidic atmosphere of the planet. Saturn on the other hand, I found what looked like a possible Sigma body. Before you become alarmed, it wasn't inhabited at all, and just to be safe, we decided to completely incinerate all computer components. I brought the shell back to Earth, dismantled it, and then thoroughly scanned it to make sure there was nothing Sigma could possibly use to make that body inhabitable even if he was somehow still alive out there searching for a body. Only after we were sure it was only a shell did we reassemble it. It's really tough metal. That's why we didn't destroy it. And no, I wasn't told to tell you some lie to cover up some nasty little secret like trying to use his technology to our advantage for an attempt at world domination. We've seen too many movies already where this kind of thing always backfires. If that's not enough, we know that if we did, and Sigma found a way into the machine or whatever it is that we could've made, he would've just tried to destroy us. His shell is more of a wall mantel if anything," Fox explained.

"You seem definitely like you have nothing to hide, so that's good. What branch of the military do you work for anyway?" Zero asked.

"Army: Special Weapons Division. You're probably wondering why I would want to be known only as a weapon. I don't really mind. Of course, that's what the general public would think of me if they knew the branch I worked for. I honestly don't care about their limited jump-to-conclusions opinions. I was in a terrible accident and could not afford my own operation. I decided to undergo this operation for no monetary compensation instead under the agreement that I would serve in the military for a certain length of time. I always wanted to be a soldier in a war as a kid, so it was pretty good arrangement for me. I actually like my situation. Not only that, during my time in service, I managed to amass a pretty large fortune by a means which I do not intend to disclose. Since I do not owe the military any money because of the no monetary compensation agreement, I can be repaired and improved as many times as I wish without ever paying out of my own pocket. That's how I was able to afford this suite," Fox explained.

"Wow! What a story? And none of us had any idea you ever existed before Sigma," XJ5 said.

"You'd be surprised just how many incredible stories you'd find out there, even belonging to the most unlikely people. I happened to be a cyborg and that's why people are curious to know my story. The average person usually writes most people off as uninteresting because they somehow feel as though because they look average, that they assume that they don't have much of anything worth saying, or that they don't have much to offer of any real worth. I understand though that peoples' minds are naturally inclined to try to only pay attention to what they consider to be the important things. People, unfortunately, also get dragged into that category. It's just like the difference between short term and long term memory. It's all about the important things. I understand that our minds can't be expected to remember and pay attention to every single detail, but I also realize that we are all capable of memorizing and paying attention to a lot more things than we think we can. Most people just don't even try. The lot of those kind of people are self-important dickheads. I'm not targeting anyone in this room, but if any of you felt offended on a personal level, then you are guilty as being one of those people and just don't want the rest of the world to know it. You know what; forget I said any of that. I'm sorry about ranting like this. I just see a lot of bullshit in this world that people commit regularly that no one does anything about or even says anything about," Fox replied.

"Unfortunately, I used to be like that, so what you said did strike a bad nerve, but I'm not gonna hold it against you. Quite frankly, you don't even know us very well yet anyway. I'm just glad you didn't try to assume that any of us in particular was like that," Jenny responded.

"You're right. I didn't try to assume that. It's not a good idea to assume things about anyone. For instance; when I helped you guys out, I didn't assume that Sigma was an evil tyrant. I already knew that. Hell, everybody already knew that. I didn't assume X knew what he was doing when he suggested that battle plan to me. I already knew ahead of time that he was a tactical genius based on the reports. In the current situation though, you can't tell these things just by looking at a person," Fox said.

"So then, is there any other reason in particular you called us all here?" Melody asked.

"Reason in particular?" Fox asked.

"What I mean to say is; did you have any other major things or situations to discuss with us?" Melody asked.

"Not really. Am I correct in thinking that you're wondering why I would spend all this money on this expensive suite just to have a few minutes of chat time with you all?" Fox asked.

"Well, this does seem to be a little unnecessary. You could've just called to have this short of a chat with us," Melody asked.

"Well, here's the thing. I wasn't actually planning on this event being so short. There are plenty of things that can be done or talked about while we're here. You can stay as long as you like is what I mean. Also…it seems to me that none of you are used to such luxurious surroundings. I'm sorry. You were once a queen, Vexus. This is probably nothing compared to what you're used to. The point is that I did all this for you guys. You all risked your lives against one of the greatest threats the world has ever seen, but not a single one of you was given an all expense paid vacation or anything of the sort. I know this because I happen to know the man in charge of tracking your histories. He's not spying on your personal lives. He only knows strictly what is reported to him. Even I don't know how they know, so don't bother asking. This here is only the living room. Through those doors over there is the rest of the suite. It's large enough and even has enough bedrooms for every one of you to spend the night here if you wish. I did go through the trouble of finding out that none of you has anything of major importance on your schedules for at least the next week. In the end, it's up to you," Fox replied.

"I don't mind. It seems like a pretty good deal to me. Only one issue though. That empty shell doesn't seem like much of a host," Jenny said.

"I just wanted to make sure you all trusted me well enough before I decided to show myself. I can't defend myself against someone as powerful as the Maverick Hunters or Jennifer there. I'm not quite that strong," Fox explained.

"Isn't it a little extreme to think we might attack you?" XJ4 asked.

"Quite simply, I know your public faces, but I don't know your private faces. How long did it take for the general public to trust all of you?" Fox asked.

"You made a good point. If anything though, I think you might be suffering from certain irrational fears or paranoia," Zero replied.

"I guess you're right. Truth is; I used to get bullied a lot back when I was a normal human in high school. That sort of thing stays with you forever," Fox explained.

"Tell me about it. Me and Jenny both know that story all too well. Good thing we graduated recently. We don't have to worry about that anymore," Sheldon added.

"You mean to tell me that humans were bold enough to try to bully a robot obviously strong enough to dismantle them with ease?" Fox asked.

"In general, humans have a strange tendency to challenge everything that challenges their own self-imposed authority or their ego. The simplest example I can think of is when there's a sign posted that says 'don't do something.' They feel like they've been challenged, so they challenge it back because usually nothing ever happens to them. If a sign said 'do not enter,' and they entered anyway, and they got a bullet shot into their leg, they would probably never challenge those signs again," Sheldon explained.

"If Jennifer had poked one of them in the neck or put one of their eyes out, and they survived it, they'd have to be stupid to challenge her again. Oh yes, I forgot to mention that I will be arriving shortly. I'm on a helicopter as we speak. You can't tell because the compartment is sound proofed," Fox said.

"So, you're saying you trust us now?" Sheldon asked.

"I feel like I trust you well enough based on our time spent together so far. Well, I've just landed…it's a fast helicopter. Anyway, I will open the doors for you in a moment. In the mean time, this body will be shutting down," Fox said before that body assumed a neutral position.

Everyone stood up and they all walked over to the doors. As soon as the doors opened, the real Fox pulled off his helmet revealing his human face.

With a slight grin, he asked "Startled? This is what happens when you try to fuse robotics with flesh and try to keep me looking somewhat human at the same time. My unnaturally colored skin and all these circuits and the few wires connected to my face are what makes me looks this way and are the price I pay for wanting to continue to live. Both my eyes are also false though they look normal. Don't worry about my health or whether or not I'm self-conscious. I've learned to deal with it quite well and I'm pretty content. Please; come right in."

He turned and walked followed somewhat hesitantly by the others. He began showing them the entirety of the suite. They were quite impressed by its luxuriousness and they were very grateful for his gesture.