Megaman spotted the first of the eight, standing on the headless statue of some historical figure, laughing.
He had a human face, and was equipped with green and gold armor. His helmet had two horns sticking out like a treasured ram, and he held a scepter with a curved blade and a blue gem. He turned to see Megaman approaching.
"Ah! There he is!" He greeted, "The Blue Bomber himself! The original Megaman!"
He gave a mock bow. "I am Trickman! Modeled after Loki! And these are my brothers! The Marvelous Roboticized Heroes! Curtesy of the science of Dr. Wily, and...a few others. More on them later. But for now, introductions. I'm sure you know how this works. You've been around the bend a few times haven't you?"
He looked over his shoulder.
"To me!" He said.
Suddenly two Robot Masters appeared from the wreckage. They both examined Megaman and awaited orders.
"Wolverineman," Trickman ordered, "alert those 'Avenger' idiots that we are proceeding to Phase 2. Cyclopesman, destroy Megaman!"
Megaman fired at Trickman, but the shot passed right through him. The flickering image of the robot laughed as he faded away.
Then Cyclopsman began his assault.
Megaman slid out of range from the first shot. Cyclopesman was no pushover, his continuous energy cannon sweeping across the area and cutting down anything that had been left standing before.
Megaman noticed more buildings crumbling.
"No!" He said desperately, and trained his buster on the attacker.
Cyclopesman was in black armor, with red slashes across his helmet and chest, forming two X's. The head didn't seem to hold any human-like features, just a face plate under the red X.
He fired a few shots at him, resulting in a few dents in the opponent's armor.
"Need an upgrade," Rock muttered bitterly.
He ducked behind some cover for the next assault, a chunk of rubble from the top of some building. Megaman held a charge in his buster, readying himself for his next assualt.
The laser attack soon stopped, and Rock ran out, charging Cyclopesman headfirst. The Robot Master nervously stepped back, trying to fire his weapon again, only to find it was still cooling.
Megaman put the barrel to the enemy's chest and fired, obliterating the armor and deactivating the enemy.
"X marks the spot," Rock sighed. Cutman was wrong, jokes don't always make the job any easier.
"Nice work."
Rock turned to find his older brother, Protoman, standing there.
"Enjoying the show, Blues?" He greeted.
"Sorry," the red bot apologized, "I was trying to help some people. I had only just received Auto's call."
Megaman shook his head. "Whatever, look, there are seven more of these guys out there-"
"There always is," Blues commented.
"-And they're planning something," Rock finished, "This isn't just any attack. That building over there was holding a "Veteran's Ball," which was planned to have a general and an admiral attending. This attack is too perfect to be random."
"Okay," Protoman agreed, "So what's the plan?"
"Pick one and follow it," Rock ordered, "Keep them occupied until I can get to them all. Then we hunt down Wily."
"He's in prison, though," Blues stated.
"Hasn't stopped him before. Go."
Protoman nodded and took off in a direction after the Robot Masters. Rock turned back to the broken one at his feet.
He placed his hand against the remains and let the copy chip in his helmet do the rest. His Mega Buster was unique in that it could recreate the conditions and material necessary for an opponent's primary weapon. Of course, it's not a perfect system; it could only recreate a certain amount of ammo, and he would have to resupply it with units back at the Lab. And Megaman has never been one to make pit stops back to the Lab. It was always for one reason or another.
The "X-Laser" specs were downloaded now.
"Now I've got your power," Megaman said aloud, feeling slightly discouraged. He wasn't entirely sure why.