Second chapter. I don't like to take long with updates, if I do, I forget the plot. Anyway, thanks Zohaku! I came up with the idea myself! It will be more or less present in all of this story's sequels. By the way, this is where Jetman comes in. He'll pop up in the CLOVERFIELD computer itself later on.

Me: Do your thing, puppet!

Disclaimer: I'm not a puppet! I have a mind of my own! Jetman doesn't own Rockman.exe. But Music can fry him any time she likes.

Me: Very good! Here's a cookie!

Disclaimer: Mmm...

Rockman was getting a beating in this battle. It didn't seem like this navi would ever let up. The fact that Jetman.exe, his opponent, had wings didn't help much. "Give up?" his NetOp teased. "In your dreams!" Netto shot back. "Netto, I know this is exciting, but it's getting late. We should probably be heading home." "I know, Rockman. But I don't like to leave on a losing note." "Then prepare for a red-eye, Netto. This might be a good time to discover coffee. It'll cheer you up after losing to my Jetman!" Jetman immediately jumped up and fired three Night missiles aimed straight at Rockman. One hit, the other was blocked by a Shield, and the third missed entirely. BOOM! "What was that?" Jetman asked, trying to find out what could have caused the explosion that managed to drown out his own missiles. "It sounded like it came from home! I need to go. Now!" Netto immediately jacked Rockman out, and then ran off toward his house.

MRMRMRMRMRMRMRMRMRM

Maylu was practicing on the piano, as usual at this time of day. Eventually, she yawned, and put Roll in her slot. "Good night, Maylu." "Night, Roll." Maylu then sleepily headed over to her bed. She never got there. Before she could even get close enough to touch the ladder, a huge explosion next door blasted her back into the chair she was just in, knocking her out and leaving a slight burn on her nose. The blast wasn't very hot, it was just VERY loud. The shockwave alone was enough to demolish her entire bed, the chair and everything on it, the wall, and it left a big gaping hole in the ceiling. Roll knew Maylu was unconscious, so she didn't try to wake her up. She instead looked, shocked, at the crater that was at one time Netto's doghouse (which was actually a security system). Beyond that, the blast had burnt most of Netto's kitchen, including the ceiling, a portion of the second story above it, and the entire master bath. A small part of the master bedroom was damaged, but not nearly as bad. In the center of the crater, something was glowing…

EBEBEBEBEBEBEBEBEBEBEB

Enzan looked at the clock for the eighth time in the past ten minutes. 5:27. He didn't usually like to leave, but today had been an unusually long day, and now he just wanted to go home. Blues also was feeling worn out, but he was thinking about something else. On the news, there had been many reports of something in space emitting signals similar to the ones Duo's Comet had been sending about 15 years ago. However, it was definitely not Duo, as the object that was sending the signal was far too small to be him. It couldn't have been Slur, because she had been deleted by Forte. So who was it? The bleeping clock woke him from his daydream. "I never thought I'd say this, but I'm glad to be going home." Enzan grabbed his PET, and then headed downstairs to a limo that was waiting for him. As he was heading home, an explosion rocked the street. "Head straight for the source. I think it's at Netto's house." The driver responded immediately, part from orders, part from his own curiosity. When they got there, they saw Netto, a newly conscious Maylu, and Tohru. But he wasn't holding his PET. All three of them were standing in a crater, looking at a small, faintly glowing orb in the center of the hole. Once the car stopped, Enzan got out of the limo, and told the driver to leave.

NRMREBTNRMREBTNRMREBTNRMREBTNRMREBT

"What is that?" he asked, pointing at a small force field in the middle of the crater. "I have no idea. I can't see past the force field." Tohru answered. Netto grabbed a crowbar-shaped piece of the oven – or what used to be an oven – and started whacking away at the force field. "It's … no … use… it… won't… break…" he said, gasping between words. He then went over and found a butcher knife from a charred cabinet that had been knocked off the wall from the blast. He then continued to whack at it, desperately trying to break it, but his patience was running thin. Enzan had lost his by now. He called the driver back, and told him to run the object over. He got there just as Netto was giving up. The driver honked his horn so everyone would get out of the way, and then lurched forward. Tire met energy with a loud crackling sound. Tire won. The weight of the limo eventually crushed the field completely, stopping abruptly on the ground. Enzan thanked the driver, but inwardly wished he could have saved whatever was inside the force field. He didn't know it was still intact. Netto reached down and picked what had crashed into his lawn. "It's… a laptop?" And in perfect condition… But how?

Bet you didn't think it was indestructible. Well, it is. It just used the force field to soften the impact. Next chapter coming to you soon: Where are we?