So... I guess this is my first submission. Whoo.
Mega Man is my favorite video game series, so I thought I'd write about something not many talk about- what happens after the Mega Man games? This takes place after Mega Man 2. I accept any reviews you post, be it constructive criticism or compliments (both are welcome!). Thanks for reading!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story. Crash Man, Mega Man, Roll, Dr. Light, the helper names and Monsteropolis all belongs to CAPCOM.
Crash Man looked over the smoking piles of rubble in front of him. Heaps of twisted pipes and scrap metal surrounded him everywhere. His visor was cracked, a hole was visible in his left foot, and he was covered in dust and soot. Behind him were his robotic helpers- three Tellies, two Mets, a Pipi, a Blocky, and a Prop Top- those who used to live there with him.
In another uncontrollable fit of anger after being beaten by the Blue Bomber, he wrecked his once sprawling pipe tower home by himself in hatred and infuriation. Everything was destroyed. Nothing was available to be salvaged, reclaimed, or taken back. All was lost.
Crash Man looked on in sadness. It's been six months. Why couldn't he leave it behind? Why did this have to happen? Why did he do this to himself- and his helpers? Stricken with remorse, Crash Man hung his head in shame. He waited silently for one his helpers to mock him, criticize him, or do whatever else they feel was justified.
Instead, he felt a firm, steady hand rest on his shoulder. Tilting his head to the left, he saw the Prop Top, smiling at him, his eyes sad but determined. The Pipi smiled, the Mets jumped up and down, the Tellies beeped encouragement, and the Blocky's eyes were happy. Crash Man stared at them in confusion, but then caught onto the realization. He returned a feeble smile.
He saw that this was his family. Their only home was with him.
Yet, it would be neat if he had a home too.
Seeing as though the Doc was a lost cause, he didn't really feel like lodging back there. All of his brothers probably had enough to worry about- so there was only one option. Sighing, Crash Man motioned for his helpers to follow. He weaved his way through Monsteropolis' streets, distracting them as to where they were headed. After a while, they arrived at a small, peaceful hill, with a lab sitting on it. The helpers shuddered, but Crash Man reassured them.
Crash Man knocked gingerly on the door. Waiting for what seemed like ages, a small girl robot in a red dress appeared. She screamed and called a "Rock's" name, running away as fast as possible.
And there he stood.
His blue helmet flashed, his buster was pointed at them, and he wore the familiar determined scowl Crash Man remembered six months ago. "What are you doing here, Crash Man? If Wily wants to know, tell him Light's-"
"Please, put the buster down. I… we… We just want to live here for a while."
"What?" Mega Man lowered his buster. "But you have the pipe tower-"
"It's gone. I destroyed it."
Mega Man looked in confusion. "Why do you want to stay here, then? Give me one good reason."
"It's because you can't reject a robot in need. And I'm in need… of support. And help to seal up my anger. Please… just help me and my family." He began to break into convulsive sobbing. "I've been restless and depressed ever since I lost to you… I'm a good for nothing robot… I deserve to be sent to the scrap heap, there's no use for me with my hatred always getting in the way!" He knelt to the floor. "I shouldn't have bothered doing this… I should just leave-"
Then he felt that familiar hand on the shoulder again. This time, though, it wasn't the Prop Top.
It was Mega Man.
"No robot should ever talk like that. Crash Man, you aren't useless! Feel free to stay as long as you want, both you and your helpers. However, you'll have to be reprogrammed by Doctor Light if you want to stay… In order to get rid of your destructive habits."
"You… you really mean it, Mega Man? You'll really let me stay?"
"Of course brother. Come with me. I'll bring you over to-"
"Huh?"
"What?"
"What did you just call me?"
"Uh… brother. After all, you're going to be my brother as soon as you are reprogrammed…"
Crash Man started to sob once again, but this was not out of sadness.
It was out of happiness.
"Thank you, Mega Man! Thank you so much!" Crash Man ran toward him and embraced him warmly. Mega Man returned it, smiling the whole time. As soon as he let go, he went over to Roll, standing fearfully in the corner, and hugged her too, his eyes radiating happiness. She wrapped her arms around him, too. When Mega Man came out of the laboratory, he was accompanied by Dr. Light, who called him over. Crash Man walked over, grinning, and went onto the reprogramming table. He looked to the left, and saw his helpers. He swiveled his head to the right, and saw Mega Man and Roll, smiling at him, with Dr. Light getting his tools in the back. His eyes started to close.
His last sight was both groups.
His family.