Author's Disclaimer: I don't own Megaman. If I did, I wouldn't be wasting my time writing these fanfics, because I could have my ideas turned into a game.

Author's note: This fic takes place sometime between the Axess and the Stream episodes of Megaman NT warrior.

Sigma.Exe

Chapter One:
Recollections I: Rookie Mission

To quote The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, each major Galactic Civilization goes through three distinct phases, known simply as the How, Why, and Where phases. For example: How do we Eat? Why do we Eat? And lastly, Where shall we go for lunch?

Unfortunately for our two heroes, they were following all three phases with their thoughts:

How do we kill him?

Why does he chase us?

And lastly,

Where shall we hide?

Roll.Exe and Zero.Exe raced across the muddy, swampy field, desperate to reach the relative safety of the Undernet. As they ran for their lives, Roll's mind began to wander back to the beginning of our narrative, about one month prior….

It was Maylu Sakurai and Roll's first day as Net Savors. They had finally discovered that they could Cross Fuse, and had their own Synchro Chip. Already, they had their first assignment: Meet up with fellow Net Savors Matt Stanek and Zero. they will brief and guide you on your mission.

Maylu Sakurai was a twelve-year old girl, who lived in Dentech City, in the country of Electopia. She had strawberry-red hair, and held it in place with a hair clip that showed off her personal logo, a pink heart with a triangle on the top. She wore a short pink skirt, knee-high black socks, red shoes, and a blue vest over a turquoise, long-sleeved t-shirt. She was a kind and sensitive girl, who loved music. However, she was a good netbattler (is that how you spell it? I have no idea.) and could hold her own in a fight. Her Netnavi, Roll, was a lot like her, except she was way more outgoing then her op. Roll was a pink netnavi, about the same height as Megaman, but was slightly less powerful. However, she and Megaman shared a deep bond, as was evident from the soul unison that they shared. On Roll's head was a ring that she could remove from her head to attack her enemies.

After receiving the location of their partners, they met up with Matt and Zero at the local arcade, where already, the net savors had won several Netbattles against much weaker opponents.

"Oh, yeah, Z! That's our tenth victory today!"

"We're on a roll!"

"What?"

For at that moment, Roll had jacked in, and hearing her name, had asked how Zero had known it.

Zero looked at her quizzically. "I'm sorry, but do I know you?"

"Probably not. I'm Roll.Exe, and I'm looking for a netnavi known as Zero. Have you heard of him?"

Zero almost burst out laughing at what this navi had said to him. If what she had said was true, then this navi was his partner for their mission.

Zero was taller then Roll, but not by much (only about two or three inches). He had hair, unlike most navis, but it was like Protoman's hair, only straw-colored and longer. He wore red armor. However, where Protoman's armor was completely red, Zero's was more of a red with white and green trim. His shoulder pads were white and blockish, with red trim. Around his waist was a utility belt, filled with beam sabers, weapons, sensors, and two blaster pistols. His logo was a green "Z" (you know the symbol that the Reploid Zero has on his shoulder? That's the Z I'm talking about. If you don't know, Google it.)

"Hmmmm… well, I know several signs of what he looks like and where he is. One: he has red armor with white trim, two: he has a green "Z" logo on his chest, three: he has a utility belt full of weapons, four: he's almost never apart from his netop, five: he's standing in front of you describing himself. Does that help?"

Roll grinned. "Just a little. It's a pleasure to meet you, Zero."

"No, the pleasure is all mine, Roll. I've been waiting for a long time to meet you, especially since I like to know who I'm working with, like my op. Also, you are the first custom navi to speak to me in a long time without trying to kill me, which can only be counted as a plus."

Roll searched his face for any sign of sarcasam. There was none.

Interpreting Roll's look of confusion correctly, Zero quickly stated, "I work in the undernet a lot."

"Oh."

"Actually, it's a nice place, if you're well armed and have lots of money. Some of the bars down there are pretty grubby, but once you get to know the locals, they warm right up to you."

Roll pondered this for a second, before asking, "Should we get down to business?"

Zero shook his head. "I think that we would save a lot of time if we wait for our netops to join us before we discuss the business at hand. Plus," he added, with a nervous glance around, "Matt has a much more secure place to discuss such matters. People might overhear us."

"Good point."

"Thank you."

Real World

Maylu had jacked in Roll, and had successfully located Zero, but she could not find Matt. It was frustrating, especially since she knew this was such an important case…

The case had reached the Net Savor's ears only reacently, but the disapearences had been going on for months. The strange thing was, all of the navis kidnapped were very powerful navis, such as Megaman, Protoman, Metalman, Sharkman, Skullman, Searchman, and others. The worst part was, there appeared to be a struggle, so it had been determined that this entity was one of vast and awesome power to be able to defeat these Navis.

Maylu mentally shook herself. She and Matt were the last of the Net Savors. The navis of all the others had been kidnapped, but considering that the kidnapper targeted only very powerful navis, that didn't help them much.

A boy, about her age, walked up to her. "Excuse me," he asked. "But are you Maylu Sakurai?"

At first, she could only stare at him in shock.

"H…How did you know my name?" she asked.

The boy grinned. "I usually make it a point to know who I'm working with, so I do my research. I'm Matt Stanek, and it's nice to meet you."

Matt was about twelve years old. He had mid-legnth, dark brown hair that went down to his eyes. He was wearing a red t-shirt with a faded yellow slogan, which read, "I Don't Care." His Gym shoes were gray and white, and he also wore khaki shorts.

Maylu frowned. "How can you reaserch a person?"

Matt let out a laugh. "I do searches about them online."

Maylu smiled. "What do you know about me?"

The boy looked thoughtful for a moment. "Let's see…. Maylu Sakurai, age thirteen, height is five-foot six, navi is Roll.EXE, and has a huge crush on Lan HikarOW!"

Maylu had stomped forcefully on his foot to shut Matt up.

Matt rubbed his foot as Maylu glared at him. "I'm not going to ask you how you made that guess," she hissed, the color of her face now a lovely shade of maroon, "But we have a mission, and I'd like to get started."

Zero glanced up at his netop. "Smooth, Dr. Phil. Real smooth."

Author's notes: This is my first fanfic, so please review. I am a bit of a newbie, so please, as little slash in your reviews as possible. Also, this chapter is rewritten on request from Magnetlord, and I will be redoing the other chapters as well. If you have any suggestions, please either review or E-mail me at