Okay, this is my first fic in awhile (old ones got deleted, don't bother searching), so I'm going to try my best to do well. I'd like for it to become a weekly updated fic, but right now I only have an hour and a half to write it, so it may not be weekly. That's all I have to say for myself right now, so I'll just get right into the story (after the disclaimer). I also want to give credit to Anime Master Zero for the idea of having Axl as Sean's navi. Once again, HIS IDEA! NOT MINE! (Therefore, he does have the right to hurt me, and/or flame me repeatedly, or ask me kindly to give him credit every chapter, which I probably will do.)

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Megaman franchise. The following story is fictitious and not supported by any person affiliated said franchise, and only a few characters are owned by me.

Summary: Wow! A Fic that takes place in the Megaman Battle Network universe, and as of now there is no plan for Lan and/or Megaman to make an appearance. This story takes place in Electopia, with Sean as a main character attending a boarding high school.

"Well, this is it," said Sean, glancing at the screen of his PET "you ready to go?" He had decided to go to a boarding school in Electopia, since he was rather… well recognized even though Gospel had been broken up for years. He dislike all the attention, and chose a school that looked like it was a very well funded, and also had a wide variety of courses that he enjoyed. He was starting his sophomore year, and he hoped that he was up to date with the education he had received at his old high school in Netopia

"Yeah, I guess," Chimed in Axl.

"Are you sure that you have all those translation programs up to date, just in case I don't remember a word or something?"

"Sean, you've been studding Electopian for about five years, you were at the top of your class, and you been using it as your normal language for a week now, just in preparation. If you were going to need a translation, you would have already checked."

"Still…"

"Fine, I'll check it." Axl walked over to the single Mr. Prog. In his PET. "Are you the most current translation program?"

"YES, I AM THE MOST RECENT RELEASE OF THE ELECTOPIAN LANGUAGE TRANSLATOR PROGRAM, SIR!"

"That's good"

"WOULD YOU LIKE SOME ASSISTANCE, SIR?"

"Not right now, but stay activated"

"OKAY, SIR"

"Why do you keep calling me sir?"

"BECAUSE, IN ELECTOPIA, ONE USES SIR TO-"

"I get it. Just… stop calling me sir. It makes me uncomfortable"

"OKAY!"

"Good"

"SIR!"

"Well, this is not exactly what I expected," said Sean, looking at his dorm. He had arrived a couple of hours before the other boarders would arrive, and because of that had the best choice of the dorms. His dorm was moderately sized, with two beds on either side, separated by a window, under which were two old, worn desks, pushed together so they were facing each other. The walls were painted a faded blue, almost to the point that they were gray. The beds were newer as well as the mattresses, which had been recently made. The teacher that had shown him to the room had told him that later in the day the boarders would be able to go and buy furnishings for their rooms.

"Well, It could be worse," Said another boarder, walking into the room. He had shaggy brown hair that covered his ears and fell over the collar of the green polo that he was wearing. He was a little under six feet tall, and was about average weight for his height. He was wearing a green polo and jeans, and had an inactive dark green and gold PET clipped to a belt loop.

"Oh really?"

"Yeah. Last year, I was three rooms down, and halfway through the year the ceiling fell in, and I had to move. My name's Nick, by the way. I guess I'm you're roommate"

"Mine's Sean"

"Cool. Where are you from?"

"Netopia. You?"

"I live in Electopia, but far enough away that it was better for me to pay to board rather than driving."

"Wait, you paid your own boarding fees?"

"Yeah, I inherited a lot from my grandfather."

"Cool."

"Yeah, I guess"

"Hey Sean, you have e-mail" Said Axl from his pet. "It's just the bank confirming that the officials have transferred some money to our account."

"Hey, is that your navi?" asked Nick.

"Yeah. Axl, This is Nick," said Sean, handing Axl's PET to Nick.

"Hello," said Axl

"Nice to meet you," said Nick. He looked up at Sean, "I'm sorry, but I can't introduce you to my navi right now, he's… working on something right now."

"That's okay."

Nick was about to say something when a standard navi, obviously using a copybot, wheeled up a dolly with a few large boxes on this.

"Oh, Hey Jeeves," Said Nick.

"Hello, Nick. It's great to see you back this year." Replied the navi," I do believe this is all your luggage."

"Yeah, and there's the stuff in storage, but you don't have to worry about that," said Nick, starting to lift one of the boxes.

"You want some help?" asked Sean.

"Sure, but be careful, because there's a lot of fragile stuff in there."

"Okay"

The first box contained Nick's computer, which had a fairly large screen and a camera, in which Axl was jacked into so he could watch and be seen.

"Hey Nick," Sean said, holding a metal cylinder shaped object the size of a 2 liter coke bottle, with wires running all over and around it, with a hinged top, "What's this?"

"Be careful with that!" said Nick, "It's fragile."

"But what is it?"

Nick took the object and set it on the desk, and connected it to the computer. "Have you ever heard of nanotechnology?"

"Yeah. Isn't it like really small robots, or something?

"That's close enough. That cylinder produces nanobots, which are of my own design. Hey, Axl, do you see that link protected by the passcode?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Here's the password," said Nick, typing the password into the computer, "When I tell you to, step on to the link.

"Okay… will this hurt me?"

"It shouldn't." Nick reached behind the object and flipped a switch. "Go ahead and try."

"Right." Axl stepped onto the link and disappeared.

"Would you like to tell me where you just sent my navi?" Asked Sean, rather nervously.

"In there," Nick grunted, tilting his head to the cylinder, while typing rapidly. The cylinder, now powered up, started to make whirring noises and after about five or six minutes, a ping! Was heard.

"Would you like to open it, or shall I," Said Nick.

"I will, I guess." Said Sean, grabbing the top of the cylinder and opening it. Something sprang out of the cylinder once it was open, and hovered around Sean's eye level.

"Hey Sean," said Axl, about only a foot tall, "What's up"

"How… Who… What?" Was all that Sean could say.

"Axl is, right now, contained inside the group of nanobots that are crowded loosely, for their size, which is nearly invisible to the naked eye, that form his structure. The nanobots are solar powered, but they also have about a two hour battery, each."

"So, what you're saying is that I'm in a miniature copybot?" Said Axl.

"Sort of. What is different is that copybots only need to take small amounts of damage to be destroyed, and couldn't use battlechips. You, right now, on the other hand, will need to take a large amount of damage, and, in the event that the nanobots are destroyed, you will automatically be jacked into the nearest sensor, allowing you to not be destroyed, but rather be able to return to your operator unscathed."

"Wow, so Axl can take a physical for anytime he wants, provided he can get into your computer?"

"Yeah. Just be careful, because only standard melee battlechips, like sword or something like that, work effectively. Ranged energy attacks, like cannon, take too much energy to use, and will drain the battery in the nanobots to a dangerous level, while projectile attacks, like shotgun, will actually decrease the nanobots density rate."

"Cool!" Sean and Axl said at the same time.

"And, so it won't take hours to produce more, when you want to jack out of the nanobots, just get back into the Nanoproducer. That way, the nanobots will be stored and saved for later use. Oh, by the way, can I see your PET, Sean?"

"Yeah. Why do you need it?"

"I just need to adjust something so that you can send Axl battlechips when he's in nanoform," said Nick, flipping open the PET's access panel and using a screwdriver to put in a small computer chip.

"So that's what you call it when a navi is like this?" Said Sean still amazed, looking at Axl.

"Yup. Why don't you two help me get unpacked the rest of the way?" said Nick, "you'll find that Axl has the strength of a normal human adult, even when he's that small."

They all worked and unpacked Nick's boxes, which were all filled with tech stuff, and then started talking about school.

"So, is The Greene School hard?" Asked Sean, sitting on his bed, checking all of his battlechips and arranging his folder.

"Not really, depending on what teachers you get." Said Nick, using the computer to program something.

"That's cool, I guess. So, you're an inventor, I take it?"

"Yeah. I'm told that I could, if I wanted to, be very good at just about any sport, but I prefer to just sail and work with technology."

"Well, if you're really good with technology, you must be excellent at netbattles." Said Axl, from his PET.

"I don't netbattle very much," Nick said.

"Why?"

"I don't like to"

"So what you're saying is that you won't even delete viruses?" said Sean

"I do fight viruses, but only when they're putting my navi in danger."

"Does your navi agree with this?" said Axl

"To an extent, yes."

"What do you mean by that?" Sean asked

"Long story."

"Whatever."

"Hey, since I'm all unpacked, do you want to go and grab a pizza or something?"

"Umm… there isn't anyone to give us a ride…"

"That's okay, I have my license and a car."

Nick showed Axl how to store and jack out of the nanobots, and then they went downstairs to check out. They were headed out when a rather large person stepped in front of Nick.

"Are you going to netbattle me this year, loser?" asked the kid.

"I don't want to," said Nick, "Also, I doubt that you can convince me to, and judging on your performance to try to get me to netbattle last year, I don't see us netbattling anytime soon"

"Whatever, pointdexter," said the kid, pushing Nick out of the way and walking on, "and you new friend won't last long either, if he's like you"

Nick picked himself up, for he had tripped over his own feet and fallen, started walking to the school parking lot and said to Sean, "well, I guess you've met Spencer Kel."

"Why don't you just nettbattle him?"

"I told you, I don't like to netbattle, and even if I did, he just want to fight me more and more."

"Okay. By the way, where's your car?"

"It's right here, said Nick, standing next to a dark green Lotus Elise.

"Yeah, right, you couldn't possibly own an Elise."

Nick's only response was to fish the keys out of his pocket, unlock the car, get in, and start it.

"Never mind."

Later that night, while Sean was sleeping, Nick's PET quietly beeped once. "Welcome back," said Nick, picking up the PET and looking at the screen.

"Sorry I'm late," the navi said, " I was just being thorough. "

So! What do you think! Yeah, I know I'm being an ass, not describing Nick's navi just yet, but in the next chapter or so I'll introduce him. I plan on introducing a lot more characters. All I can saw now is the writer's standard plea, read and review. And by review, I don't mean, "Your story sucked so bad my eyes vomited." I mean, "your story was so bad my eyes vomited because of the flagrant grammatical errors and plot holes", or, "I like your story, but could you please do…" I do, unlike other authors, will accept offers to use a person and/or a navi created by you, the reader, but only for a while. E-mail your character(s) to me at nickbrown. . I want detail, though, so don't just say, (Name) and (Name) should be in the story, because I want descriptions and abilities.