Iota Prime
A TFS Mini-Series
By: Rockman SP

Chapter #1: Enragement Burning Quick In My Soul, Challenging All Who Oppose

OR

I Can Be Mean When I Wanna Be...

"I'm telling you, he's pure evil..."

Spring the Rabbit sighed, running a hand through her violet hair as she walked beside of Rockman Special. She had come to the Game Central to check out the news on Namco X Capcom and wasn't expecting to see the author on her way. She also wasn't in the mood for his random conversation starters. "Okay, who's evil, Rocky?" She sighed as the two of them walked along the busy sidewalk of the Fallout Shelter's Gaming Forum, looking through the windows of the many gaming forums.

"Ninja Brad..." Rockman replied, oblivious to Spring's incredulous stare. "I mean, look at him... He's green and black... and he's got NINJA in his name, for crying out loud... And of course, everyone knows ninjas are evil..."

Spring brought a gloved hand to her fuzzy temples, trying in vain to rid herself of the Rockman-induced headache. "Rocky, Brad ISIN'T evil... Being a ninja doesn't automatically make you evil."

"Oh...? And how would YOU know?" Rockman crossed his arms, walking ahead of her and lowering his head in thought. "I'll bet YOU'VE never fought one... They're P-URE EBIL..." He nodded his head, obviously lost in long-forgotten memories.

The yellow artist simply shook her head, realizing that it was a lost cause to even try to change his mind. 'But that doesn't mean that I can't have some fun with him...' She grinned, her mischievous mind already formulating an idea. "So, what you're saying..." She declared, raising a finger to him. "... is that you're AFRAID of ninjas..?"

The Megaman recolor stopped dead in his tracks, his back still to the artistic rabbit. He stood motionless for a few moments, making Spring wonder if he was alright. A second later, he turned his head to her, twisting his frame so that only the right side of his face could barely be seen. He bore a strange look, his mouth twisted into a strange cross between a grin and a frown."Excuse me...?" The maniacal smile on his face grew larger. "Did I hear you right...?" He raised his right hand, purple energy beginning to crackle around his entire arm.

"I'm not sure that I like your tone, little girl..." He lifted his arm even higher, his hand tearing a hole in the very fabric of reality and opening a plothole into Hammerspace. "... Methinks that ye should shut thine trap..." Reaching his maximum height, he held his place for a moment, savoring the transfixed look on Spring's face before quickly ripping his hand out, pulling a magnificently crafted mallet.

He held the weapon high, letting the aquamarine beryl head sparkle in the sunlight. Holding tight onto the metallic black handle, he let the Crystal Hope rest on his shoulder, the gold Mercury designs sending a soothing chill through his shirt and down his spine. "... Before I shut it for you!"

-END CHAPTER 1