A/N: Lot's of cartoon robot shows in this, including Robotboy! If you don't like him then DON'T read this, especially flaming me, GOT IT!? I don't own Robotboy, My Life as Teenage Robot, Invader ZIM or Megaman net warrior. I do own my OCs.

ROBOT KOMBAT

Prologue

On the top of a hill, there's a huge castle. On top of that castle, is a boy facing a giant robot.

The boy had blond hair, huge round light blue eyes, a white t-shirt with two red and yellow strips, green dungees and white sneakers.

The robot was 10 feet taller then the boy, a white head with green eyes, a red armour with white lines crossing, red pants and large arms and legs.

The boy runs up to the robot and gives him a fling kick, but the robot blocked it. The boy then gives some punches, but he still blocked them. As the boy was about to give another punch, the robot grabbed the arm and twisted it, then it gave him a punch across his face, then another and then a kick.

"No, please…" the boy begged and the robot released his arm, next a kick across his face, that knocked him to the floor. The robot the brutally stomps on the boy's back, making him cry in pain.

The robot with an evil smile picks up the boy by his hair, then it stares at "us".

"Your master's soul is mine!" the robot stated.

"RO!!!" the boy cries out.

"You will be next!" the robot continues as he drops down the boy to the ground, dying.

………

"ACK!"

The robot wakes up from his nightmare, huffing. The robot was small, round head, blue drum shaped antennas coming out from both sides of his head, arms and legs, his body and head are sliver blue and small green friendly eyes, that now looked scared. It's Robotboy, the world's ultimate fighting robot, who was just testing his new dream system, during the night.

"Tommy…" the little robot whispered.

It has been for over a year since the evil robot Robotman came back from his grave and killed all of his friends and even their own family, only he and his creator Mashimo, who didn't evolved in this, survived his assault.

The tiny robot walks thru the wreaked house and stops by the mail box where he finds a card. The weird thing is, the card was addressed to him, because he had never received mail before.

"Who could have sent this to Robotboy?" he wondered as he opens the card at starts reading it:

"Robotboy

I've heard about Tommy and your friend's death, meet me at the lair.

Mashimo"

Robotboy sighted, it just had to be Mashimo. Well, there is no time to waste, time to return to Mashimo, now.

Meanwhile,

-Hong Kong-

"Let's Go!" a tall robot girl runs down the hallway, with her blaster out, followed by a teenage boy, also holding his own gun.

The robot looked like a thin teenage girl, with white skin, blue hair with pigtails, blue tank top skirt and legs, a belly bolt serving as a belly button, arms with lines in the middle, no ears and a "false nose".

The boy was a human teenager, wearing a white shirt, a black vest, grey trousers, black shoes, red hair and dark blue eyes.

"Sixty seconds to target! Brad, is the exit secured?" the robot asked.

"Roger!" the boy apparently named Brad said.

"We better find Zim, fast!" the robot girl said.

"Roger Jenny!" Brad said.

"I only trust one person in this dump, so Brad, keep an eye out for Zim." The robot, apparently named Jenny said and they split up as they enter the disco. Jenny just keeps pushing the people out of her way.

In the shadows, a dark figure is talking at the mobile phone and watching Jenny's moves.

"Good boy!" the figure chuckled. "She's here! Right on time!"

The figure turns around and walks out from the shadows. The figure appears to be a boy with green skin, purple eyes, black hair, a magenta shirt with black strips and pink sleeves, grey trousers and black gloves and boots.

"I just love punctuality in the morning!" the boy said. "So how about you, uh, Robotman?"

Robotman is just sitting on a couch, wearing a black jacket over his body. He's just sitting there looking evil.

"Are you sure she's going to follow me?" the boy continues. "IS SHE!?"

"You killed her mother, didn't you?" Robotman asked evilly. "She will follow you into hell. Just make sure she is in that shuttle, "Jenny" XJ-9 Wakeman MUST be in the tournament, Zim."

The boy, apparently named Zim walks up to a ventilation on the floor and removes it's cover. The he looks at Robotman and states: "I believe Jenny is going to be in it and then, (sarcastically) we'll have our own honey moon!"

"If you find trouble with her, then your going to need this to her." Robotman takes out a laser knife and gives it to ZIM.

Meanwhile, back at the disco, Jenny just keeps pushing everyone out of her way, until she sees a robot guard pointing his laser at her, but Jenny shoots her blaster first and the guard is shot toward a window, breaking it's glass. Jenny walks in and looks around with her blaster, still out. She picks up the guard and starts questioning him.

"Where's Zim?!" Jenny demanded, but the guard's voice was a bit raspy.

"Where is he?!" she demanded again.

-Los Angels–

The doors open and a tiny robot walk in.

The robot was 1 foot tall, a single antenna on his head, large round light blue eyes with sunglasses over them, blue shoulders and a blue square on it's chest, half short arms and legs.

He stops in front of four robot agents, who take out their own weapons one by one: the first one is a pole, the second one are nunchaks, the third one is a staff and the fourth one is an electricity bar.

The small robot removes his sunglasses, reviling red angry eyes and states: "Let's do this."

The agents surround the robot and the electric bar one strikes first, then the staff one, but the robot grabs the electric bar one's arm and pushes him to the staff one. Once the bar touched it, the robot agent gets electrocuted. Then the small robot twists the bar one's arm and kicks him on the belly, then he throws him to the ground.

The tiny robot grabs the pole one and keeps punching him on the face and he falls down to the ground. The nunchaks one strikes next, but he grabs him by the arm and throws him to the ground. The pole one comes and swings it to him, but he dodges it, then he jumps and punch and kick the agent. The agent just stands there and the small robot says: "This is where you fall down."

And the guard falls down.

"Where you get these guys?!" the robot demanded as he's eyes change back to light blue. All of that has been nothing more then a movie set.

"If the press thinks I don't know how to act, that's their problem!" the robot growled to himself.

"Alright, CUT!" the director said. "Alright, we will be back in 15 minutes."

"Don't make me get in that scene again!" the robot demanded the director.

"You are going to!" the director said.

"Let me tell you this, I'm going to my trailer, I'm going to get a gun and then, I'M GONNA SHOOT MYSELF FOR BEING IN YOUR FREKIN MOVIE!!!" GIR yelled as he walked away.

"Hey, GIR! Don't you leave me hanging up here!" The director called, but GIR ignored him.

"GIR!" an agent called. "GIR, there's someone there who wants to speak with you!"

"Really? Who is it?" GIR asked.

"I don't really know." The agent said.

"You say it's someone and you don't know who it is?" GIR asked.

"That's right mr. GIR." The agent said.

"It better NOT be a reporter!" GIR said.

"Oh god, no!" the agent said. "Uh, you want me to find out?"

GIR walks thru the studio and comes across his chair, where he finds a middle age man sitting on it reading a newspaper.

"Excuse me mister, but your sitting on my chair!" GIR said.

"Hi GIR." The man greeted him as he took the newspaper off his front.

"Mr. Bowls!" GIR shacked hands with the man.

"I can see the press is giving you a hard time." Mr. Bowls said.

"Yeah, they think I'm a fake." GIR explained.

"GIR, you are the best fighting robots in the world!" Mr. Bowls said. "And I can help you prove it!"

"Prove it? How?" GIR asked.

"Tournament, THE tournament, which is held once a generation!" Mr. Bowls explained as he hands to him a card. "The best fighting robots in the world are invited, you win the tournament and you will win respect. They will tell the entire world, that you're the best!"

"Okay, so how do I get in this "tournament"?" GIR asked.

"There's a space shuttle, it will leave at 9:30, in Hong Kong." Mr. Bowls explained.

GIR just reads the card as he walks away. Later as Mr. Bowls leaves the studio, he emerges himself in fire and reviles his true identity: Robotman.

-Castle-

Robotboy had met up with Mashimo and Myumyu at their new lair in a castle.

"This is where it happened." Mashimo said. "The place where Robotman killed the last of our friends: Tommy."

Robotboy was just filed with anger about his friend's death, at the hands of that jerk.

"Remember Robotboy, vengeance isn't the way to beat Robotman." Mashimo explained.

"Why?" Robotboy asked.

"Because Robotman is now holding a tournament, which happens once a generation." Mashimo explains. "The only reason your going to enter it isn't only to avenge our friends, it's also to fight for the fate of the world!"

"Robotboy want to take out Robotmanand avenge Tommy and friends!" he growled.

"I see your really destined to face him the tournament." Mashimo said.

"Yes, Robotboy will enter the tournament and destroy Robotman!" Robotboy said. "And he do it, alone!"

"Hmm, well the shuttle for the tournament is in Hong Kong, so I wish you good luck!" Mashimo said.

"Thank you and Good bye!" Robotboy flies away to Hong Kong.

"He's going to need it." Mashimo whispered to his fiancée.

"But he is not ready!" Myumyu said. "And we have wasted so much of our time!"

"I know, but there is no one else." Mashimo said.

A/N: And so, Robotboy is now fling his way to Hong Kong and get the shuttle to the tournament. Will he be able to avenge his friend's death? Or will he be sent to te scrap heap? Find out in the next chapter of ROBOT KOMBAT!!! R&R, please and NO FLAMES!!!