A/N again this is NOT a sequel to Misadventures, but I will take the time to plug my other MegaMan story currently incomplete and only half uploaded. And unlike this one the writing is already complete I just need some reviews to finish posting it up. Writing for this one is currently in progress and not a finished product yet, and I hope to make it fairly long... of course not as long as Missadventures and it'll be more drama less comedy unlike the other one was more comedy and some drama at the end, but I'm rambling on here...!! Sorry, onto the story. Here's a little intro with chapter one soon to come, so tell me what you think, and again, enjoy...!!
X could still remember to this day the seeming prophecy of the future that Zero had told him, the night after the day they had just met. Formerly known as a vile rouge Maverick, the cause of so much evil, despair and destruction, his body was found, memory erased and his soul was reset in Reploid mode. It was thought to have been a great miracle, a final act that the genius professor Sigma (who was thought to be dead after he had gone and disappeared without a trace after his near fatal fight with the wily Zero, and was later found out to be a traitor ironically reborn into the very evil he tried to get rid of) was able to blank the Maverick out of the threatening demon he once was in order to turn him against them into a Maverick Hunter. It was almost as if since he couldn't be destroyed they would force him to join without realizing him it, can't beat him join him. Zero of course had no objection to hunting Maverick's once he woke up in the new Reploid state, not without being just a little bewildered of course. He was entrusted to X, the best hunter in the business, the best ever in fact, the original blue bomber. But why me, X had asked, wondering why Signas had so much faith in him and why the government believed he was superior to the notably more powerful hunter. He was naive and didn't understand, but everyone knew. X's memories had been altered throughout time, unintentionally, but he had forgotten that it was originally his mission to destroy Zero and after he lost his memory Sigma took the project over. But now that they both had forgotten who they once were, in order to work together successfully, X would have to be the leader.
"But I'm just a boy, not a hero…"
"No you are… I'm just a man, my name is Zero."
Though Zero was older and had more experience in fighting, X was the skilled veteran at hunting and had to show him the ways as his superior. X was still a little leery towards this 'new Zero' even though he'd never fought against him he had heard and seen a great deal of negativity about him from his colleagues and from reports in the news, but they spent the first day together just to get to know the other, and they got along great he seemed just like any other normal Reploid. They bonded and seemed to really kick it off. At the end of the day, Zero stood as X sat on the ledge, watching the sun set, on the roof of the MHHQ base. And that's when Zero revealed it to his partner, to the one that would eventually become his best friend, the man whose fate was assigned as the Maverick Zero's killer. New friends, born with a destiny to be enemies, a tragic fate rewritten. But X was just a young boy, a teen overlooking the great city, partnered beside a new stranger, this mysterious young man.
He said, "X when you grow up, you will be the savior of the broken, the beaten, and the damned." X looked up upon hearing Zero's voice quietly breaks the silence, but his eyes squinted out to the distance and didn't return the gaze. "Will you defeat them, your enemies, and all of, the Mavericks, the plans Sigma has made..." Finally Zero's eyes softly looked at X as if almost in sorrow. "Because one day, I'll leave you. A nightmare to lead you on your journey, a black demon with a white mane..."
"Demon Maverick… the black, nightmare?" X thought to himself, his face questioning and studying Zero's oddly serious expression, the impression that he'd gotten from him that day was that of someone fun loving and laid back, but when it came right down to business he was strait edge as all get out. As they stared at each other for what seemed past minutes, the wind kicked up and majestically blew is long blond hair gracefully. It was almost as if his eyes were telling X two simple words to keep close and live by, to 'carry on' like he knew what the future would hold for them together, as they would walk the tragic path of angst in the years to come. Zero could feel something deep down inside, but in his heart, all it said was that he wanted to protect X. Neither just didn't yet understand.
And this is the story of how that boy, became a hero…