-1AN: Yes, I'm back with a new story. I'm sad to say that I will probably never finish my last story, A FOUND STAR. I plan I rewriting A LOST STAR one day, though. Anyway, this has been my latest obsession, so I hope ya'll enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own mega man x, or mega man or any characters regarding these two games. Megaman and Megaman X along with all characters and names belong to Capcom!
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It was late December when the wedding bells tolled their song. People gathered into the chapel happy to get out of the snow. The people were happy, as the occasion called for happiness. Is it not good that a young couple should be bonded together in holy matrimony from now until death do them part?
For the young bride, however, something was wrong. She couldn't place it, but everything felt wrong. She should have been overjoyed as she looked at herself wearing her wedding gown in the mirror. She was perfect with her long black hair, contrasting the white Victorian styled dress with the slightly puffy sleeves. Her porcelain white skin blushed with pink rouge and her lips were bright red with lipstick.
But something was wrong, terribly, terribly wrong. Her heart should have been fluttering at the thought of spending the rest of her days with the love of her life; instead it pounded with anxiety. Perhaps it was the way the wedding bells seemed to toll instead of chime, or maybe it was the way the grandfather clock was ticking in the absolute silence.
She new it was supposedly bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the ceremony, but she was worried about Albert's health. His lungs were weak, and unless he took his medication he wouldn't be able to breath and if he went on too long….well…..the bride didn't want to think of such things. Would he remember to take it in the excitement of today's events? She would feel better if she saw him…she needed to see him.
The bride-to-be sent her maid of honor away to fetch her groom; then she waited. She waited a little over ten minutes until she finally came back shaking her head in concern.
"He's not here…."
"Did you check upstairs?" she demanded.
"It's just the reception hall?"
"What about the floor above that?"
"Nothing's up there but the attic."
Without an explanation, pulled at the hem of her dress and raced to the attic. Leaving the room she found the winding staircase that would take her the second floor. At the end of the hall she opened the door, which would take her to the attic. Albert was there. She new it.
Half way up another set of winding stairs she began to here voices. One was Albert's, but she couldn't place the other one.
"Don't be foolish, Al." The voice was old, but strong. It didn't sound as if it were accustomed to making threats. "Mankind needs robots."
All of a sudden she heard the tell tale gasps and wheezes which signified another attack. Albert needed his medicine. She hurried up the winding stairs even faster, trying to make it to her Albert. He needed her.
Finally making it to the top, she held on to the railing to catch her breath. She saw her Albert desperately digging around in his coat for his medicine. She knew it was Albert even though there was little light coming from the large stained glass rose window behind him. His long blond hair which he wore in a ponytail gave him away.
Her heart fell as she seen him drop the small bottle on the ground, rolling at the feet of a very large man. Albert dropped to his knees to get the medicine, but the fat man kicked it away. This caused the bride-to-be to dive for it.
"Stop!" she screamed, tears running down her eyes. The old man caught her and threw her small frame towards the suffocating groom. "AHH!" After regaining her balance she quickly got off of Albert and held him in her arms, "You have to stand up, Albert!"
"Ne…..Nemi…" He gasped, barely breathing.
She barely got him on his feet before she saw the man pull out a pistol.
"Why are you doing this?!" she yelled keeping Albert standing up by supporting his arm on her shoulders.
"Because of you, my dear, it seems that Al refuses to see my vision of robots and humans living together in harmony. I won't let either of you stop me."
And just like that, after two shots were fired the happy couple's world was falling around them in shards of glass and snow. And just like that, it ended before it even began.
The crowd gathered around the two bodies whose blood was staining the white snow. The guests from the chapel flooded out the large wooden doors, horrified to see the couple dead at the bottom of the concrete steps.
