I don't own MegaMan, Trent Midorikawa and StrikeMan. Please don't totally hate me if these isn't like the show, it is my first MM fic. I tried my best, and tell me if there is anything wrong, but in a nice way. Thanks. R&R

"StrikeMan, Logging out!"

"Ha, you lost again, Midorikawa!"

Trent growled as he looked up from the arena. There standing in front of him was Simon Funakawa. The large boy stomped over with his goon squad behind him. With his pig nose pointing out and beaded eyes coming on to Trent. He mustered a grin with his fat lips and broke out into laugher.

"You are such a loser, Midorikawa!" laugh Simon, "I have net-battle you 23 times and won them all! When are you going to learn that you just suck!"

Trent just glared at the pig-boy, his brown eyes flashing his anger. Sure, StrikeMan and him had lost against Simon and CannonMan 23 times. But that doesn't mean they suck. Of course, they never won any other battles neither. Still, there was no way he would let Simon imitated him.

"Me and StrikeMan are just as good as…"

"A pile of mud. Face it, Midorikawa, you just can't net-battle to save your life."

With that said, the group of boys laugh at Trent face and left the arcade. Now, he was force to be stared at by all the other people inside. He could felt a bit of his blood rush to his face from the encounter. Grabbing his PET, Trent ran out of the arcade and down the street.

"Trent, are you ok?" called a voice from his PET.

Lifting it up to his face. Trent saw his personal NetNavi looking back at him. It was a humanoid shape one with a silver suit on that cover most of his body, with a facemask coving his mouth and nose. His eyes were only blue visor coving them. On his gloves and boots were long blades shapes on the out side, the same shape were on his helmet, sort of like horns. Right there in the middle of his chest plate was his symbol, a target. Trent knew that he couldn't ever hid anything from his most trusted friend. With his mom always working and his dad always out of the country, StrikeMan was the only one that was there for him. Trent didn't know what he would do if he was delete.

"I am fine," grumble Trent.

"Yeah, and I am fairy princess," chuckle StrikeMan, "But you really shouldn't let that jerk get to you. He doesn't use strategy, but power to win his battles."

"Then why do we keep losing to him?"

"Ah…"

"I rest my point," Trent mumble, "We will never win a battle."

"Oh, don't say that. We are a team, the closest of the closes. The two musketeers!" cheered StrikeMan.

"I think you mean three musketeers," corrected Trent.

"You know what I mean," said StrikeMan, "I know everything about you and you with me,"

"Yeah, but can that win us a net-battle?" asked Trent.

"Ah…"

With that said the two of them continue to make their way home. Nanny would be worry if he didn't come home for supper. She would call up the police if he was just ten minutes later. What was unknown to them was that they were being watched. A pair of eyes behind dark sunglasses just stared on at the young boy. Yes…he and his NetNavi would be perfect in her next test.

"Hey, how about we battle Miss Megura and RainMan again," suggested StrikeMan, "We can see if we can do that Program Advance we been trying out for a while."

Trent just sigh, "We can always beat Nanny. She doesn't even tried, because she doesn't want for me to think I suck," he mumbled.

"Excuse me,"

Trent turned around to were the voice came from. It seemed to have came from inside a near-by alley. Carefully, he took a few steps inside to see if there was anyone in there. There didn't seem so.

"Man, sure is creepy," commented StrikeMan.

"Yeah, we better get out here," said Trent as he started to head back to the sidewalk, but bashed into something.

Looking up, there was this woman standing right in the middle of Trent's path. She had on this long coat that seem to touch down to the ground and her brown hair was tied into a braid that was hang off her right side. There he was on the ground, and she was looking straight at him with those freaky sunglasses.

"Trent! Are you ok! I can't see anything!" shouted out StrikeMan as the PET laid on the ground, face down.

"Who…are you?" asked Trent as he grabbed a hold of StrikeMan and pushed himself away from the woman.

"I just couldn't help but over heard your current problem," she said with a chuckle, "I decide to help you out of it."

"What do you mean?" gulped Trent as he hugged his PET.

"I want to give some battle chips," she said with a smirk.

"Battle chips?" asked Trent and StrikeMan at the same time.

"Yes, some very powerful chips that will boost both you and your NetNavi's power up," she said as she held out her hand.

Trent stood up and looked inside her hand. There in the middle of her hand was the battle chip she was talking about. It was grey and had this purple orb in the middle of it. It was like no other chip he had ever saw. He started to reach for it, but pulled his hand back, much to the woman's distaste.

"Why are you giving this to me?" he asked, looking at her.

"I just want to help out a net-battler down on his luck," she said, "With this chip, both you and your NetNavi will be the most powerful team in all the city."

"Then what do you want for it in return? If it is that powerful, then why give it to someone that never won a net-battle?" asked Trent, not knowing if he should trust this woman or not.

"Then I'll give you a demo. It can only be use it until the power runs out and can only to activate inside a special area to work, a Dimensional Area," she replied taking a few steps forward, "You come back here tonight, midnight, then you can try it out. If you don't like it, then we will leave it at that."

He didn't know what to do. Here was the chance he was waiting for. A chance to win a battle, to beat the living snot out of Simon. But, he still had to talk it over with StrikeMan. They were a team and they make this decision as a team.

"What do you think about this, StrikeMan?" asked Trent.

"Well, I don't know, I have a bad feeling about that woman," said StrikeMan, "But on the other hand, I would really like to smash CannonMan's face into a wall. So…why not tried it. Nothing really could wrong, right?"

"Right," agreed Trent before turning to the woman, "Sure, we'll go for your test run."

"Good," said the woman, as she place the chips into her pocket, "Don't tell anyone about this, I'll be watching you."

With that said, she left into the street. Trent then realized that he didn't get her name. He ran after her and found that she had disappeared into the crowds. That only made him worried even more.

"Do you think we did the right thing?" asked Trent.

"Well, maybe," answered StrikeMan.

"That really encouraging," moaned Trent as he slapped himself.

"Don't worry about it, we'll get here tonight, test this chip out. If we don't like them, we just turned away from them."

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It was 11:57 pm, later that night. Trent tightened his jacket and glance at his PET again. He just was so nervous about this meeting. What if it was some kind of trick and he was going to end up dead cold. The thought of that just ran shivers up his spine. There was no one else around the street, only a couple people working late or a couple or two on a date. But there was no sign of that woman.

"She is not here yet," Trent mumbled to StrikeMan.

"Chillax will you," suggested StrikeMan, "She said midnight, so just wait until midnight."

"But it only a minute until then," said Trent as he looked at his watch.

"I say, chill!" shouted StrikeMan, "take deep breaths and calm down."

Taking a breath of the cold night air, Trent continued to look out for the strange woman. He just continued to worry, not matter what StrikeMan says. He just couldn't help but worry. He got it from his father and mother. They were always worried over all sorts of business deals, and it just rubbed off him. Now, he was dealing with his own business deal. The clock tower started to ring out the midnight hour with its bells there was still no sign of the woman.

"That it! She is not…"

"I see that you showed up."

Trent almost had a heart attack as the woman appear in front of him again. How did she do that? Walking over to Trent, she held out her hand and there was the battle chip.

"Here you go, the Dark Synchrochip, for your disposable," she responded as she dropped the chip into his hand.

Trent pick up the one she had called the Synchrochip. He just had to wonder how someone used this kind of chip. He never seen nor hear of this kind of chip. And what was up with using an area to activate a chip. Things were just getting weird for him.

"So, how do I use this thing?" asked Trent, holding up the Synchrochip.

"Ah, you can only use that when you are in a Dimensional Area. Placing it into your PET and shouting out Cross-fusion, you will be able to combine with your net NetNavi.

"You mean me and StrikeMan can become one?" asked Trent surprise by this.

"That is so bizarre," commented StrikeMan

"Yes, now just let me get the area ready for you to test it out," she smirked again.

Suddenly, the ground shook all around them. Trent glance around and saw some kind of cylinder shape pop out of the ground. It shot out a beam and then he founded himself trap within a dome shape. Colors of the surrounding area became distracted and strange. Trent just couldn't help but wonder what kind of technology could create this place.

"Wow," was all he and StrikeMan could say for something like this.

"Now, place all your regular battle chips into your PET, then use the Dark Synchrochip," commanded the woman.

Trent nodded his head in agreement. As he started to place his chips into his PET, he just couldn't help but have this bad feeling going on inside his head. It was like telling him not to do this. But, he had to do this. He had to prove to everyone that he and StrikeMan were great net-battlers. He wanted to shovel it into Simon's face. StrikeMan deserver this and Trent wanted to give him the best. With the last chip in, all that left was the Dark Synchrochip.

"Are you ready, StrikeMan?" asked Trent, "You want to do go through this?"

"Trent, things are going to be just find," said StrikeMan as he gave his human a thumb up, "Once you use that chip, we are going to be closer then ever."

Ms. Yuri stood back and watch the youth download his battle chips. This was just too prefect. Ever since that test run with Miusaka and PrismMan, she had developing more of these Dark Synchrochips. Now, she finally had a good product. They had the full power of the Dark Chips and give the user the ability to Cross-Fuse. This boy and his NetNavi was just a test subject for her. If it works, he would only be part of a long line of Soldiers for Nebula. Both the humans the NetNavis would crave the Dark Chips and do anything to get them. Now, if only she could just get those pests Net Savers, Lan and MegaMan to use the Dark Synchrochip. Everything would just to prefect.

"Ready, StrikeMan!" called out Trent, as he held tight to the Dark Synchrochip in his hand.

"Let's do this!" shouted StrikeMan.

"All right, Dark Synchrochip; Download" cried out Trent as he enter the chip into his PET, "Cross-Fusion!"

Yes, this was just prefect. Ms. Yuri just stood there with a smile as both Net-Op and NetNavi felt the power of the Dark Synchrochip for the first time. They belong to Nebula and the Dark Chips now.

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Lan quickly skated across the street of the city. A Dimensional Area had appear in the middle of the city, just as Mr. Famous had say. Someone had inform the Net Savers that this would happen. They didn't know if that should trust the caller, but Lan came anyway. Now, he could see that this was real. He had to here and fine out what was the problem was this time. With the Darkloids around and with Protoman one of them, he had to be extra careful.

"Lan, I getting something from the center of the Dimensional Area!" called out MegaMan.

"All right, let's go and kick some Darkloid scum!" called out Lan as he started to download his battle chips.

As they came closer, the sound of explosion and laugher was coming in loud and clear. Yes, a Darkloid was here and he was cause trouble in the city. The closer Lan got, the more it seems that the Darkloid was just cause mass panic. There was nothing to it. What kind of Darkloid would do that. Beast Man would have, but he was deleted a while back.

"We have to Cross-Fuse, Lan!" shouted Mega Men as he brought his partner to the real world.

Lan shook his head, "Right, Synchrochip: Download! Cross-Fusion!"

Now, that MegaMan and Lan were one, the cyber human ran to the area where the descrection was being cause. There in the middle of it was StrikeMan, only it was Trent as well. The Dark Synchrochip had work. They were one now and were being driven by the power of the Dark Chip. Neither of them had felt like this before. It was like unlimited power was flowing in their bodies. Now, they were just destroying everything in sight.

Trent laugh behind the facemask as the humans ran for their lives. This was the best and he wanted more, he wanted more power. Ms. Yuri just stood there by the alley as StrikeMan slashed a car into two. Primate fighting, but it could improve. That is if these guys wanted more Dark Chips. That when she notice the Cross-Fused Lan coming right towards them. It seem her next test was on time. It was time to see what this StrikeMan was like against an opponent.

"That it! I am the greatest!" roared out Trent as he punch the light post down to the ground.

"Hold it right there, Darkloid!"

Trent turned to see Lan standing there with his Mega Buster on his arm. Firing a couple shots at StrikeMan, Lan hope to hit him, but found that He had jumped out of the way. Trent smiled as there was now someone he could fight against. He to see actually how powerful he was now.

"Who are you?" demanded Lan.

"The name won't matter where you are going," chuckle Trent then started to charge at Lan, holding up his arms, "Strike Slash!"

Quickly bring them apart, a silver-glowing X shape was coming right towards the Net Saver, and it was coming in fast. Lan rolled out of the way, but was blewn back from the explosion as the attack came into contact with a car. This was one tough Darkloid.

"Is that the best you got?" laugh out Trent as he just smirked at the blue armor human.

As the two battle it out. Ms. Yuri just stood off and watched. Yes, this kid would be the prefect pawns for Nebula. With both him and NetNavi having used the Dark Chip, their bodies would slowly become depend on the chip. The problem with the last test run was that the chip only corrupted the NetNavi. The human would be affect by the Dark Chip, like a NetNavi, but they were able to heal. Now, with this new chip, both of them would fall to the power of Nebula.

Lan grunts as he took the force of another one of this Darkloid's Strike Slash. They had never faced one that was this strong. They only ones that were this strong was Dark Proto Man and PrismMan. They were the only one that cause any serious trouble for MegaMan and Lan. Again, StrikeMan raise up his arm, the blade attach to it was glowing again.

"Take this you freak show!" shouted out StrikeMan, "Strike Slash!"

Lan cried out as he flew backwards again. Smoke rose from his chest from that attack. Grinding his teeth, he knew that he was going to have to end this. Good thing, none of the Darkloids could only have a couple attacks. Without a net-battler, they didn't have any battle chips to fight with.

"Long Sword Chip: Download!" cried out Lan as the chip appear on his arm.

"Ha, like that going to save you against me! Cyber Sword Battle Chip: Download!" cried out StrikeMan.

Ok, that was something Lan and MegaMan were excepting. He had used a Battle Chip. Now that could only mean two things. One; the Darkloid had a Net-Battler out there somewhere, or…no. Nebula done it again. They had used the Dark Synchrochip. It was just like with PrismMan again. What were they going to do now? Lan knew at once he had to go for the crest on Darkloid's chest. That was the only way to save the Net-Battler.

Trent just chuckle as he advanced on to Lan. A smirk was spread from under the face mask across his face. This was great. He had never been this even in a Net-Battle before. Of course, both of them seem to be evenly match. Now, more then ever, Trent wanted to destroy this guy.

"You ready to end this, StrikeMan?" asked Trent.

"Yeah, let's send him to the recycle center in the sky," chuckle StrikeMan.

Just as the two titans were about to clash again, a purple blast came out of nowhere and sent Lan flying across the area. Trent growled at someone coming during the middle of his battle. Seeing where the shot came from, there stood a NetNavi with mostly red with really long white hair. He seem to be smiling down at them with a gleam in his red visor as he watch Lan struggle to stand up.

"Who are you?" demand Trent, "Why did you meddle in my fight?"

"The name is Dark Proto Man and I just want to let you know that MegaMan is mine," stated the red NetNavi.

"I was just about to destroy him, you had no right!" shouted Trent as he raise his Cyber Sword.

"I have more right then you, that is if you want to see another Dark Chip again," chuckle Dark Proto Man as he turned his back, "I suggest you move if you don't them to see who you really are," with that said, Dark Proto Man logged out.

Trent growl but knew that the NetNavi was right. Quickly, he started to run away from the battle. MegaMan wouldn't be able to follow him. Trent reach at least five city blocks by the time the Dimensional Area had disappear. Their Cross-Fusion was broken and now, Trent was back as a human. But this time, he seemed different. His eyes seem to be glowing a little red and had these dark circles under them. His smile became more predator like as he still felt the power of the Dark Chip going through his body.

"That was…amazing," he commented to StrikeMan.

"You have that right," chuckle StrikeMan as his blood red visor flashed wit satisfaction, "That was great, we almost had that jerk delete!"

"Just think about we can do to Simon and CannonMan tomorrow," said Trent and a grin came across his face, "There will not enough data for him to put his stupid NetNavi back together when we are done with him."

"Right, tomorrow, we are going to rock this city to its core!"