A?N hey guys its me, im really very poroud of this chapter, very proud inbdeed, and thanks to those who write reviews that say more thne update no ect ect, i dedicate this chapter too you, the pairing has been partialy decided, im not telling who just yet,

Disclaimer: i dont own naruto or megaman, they are owned by there own prospective companies, dont sue me,

As a side note, thanks again to Sayianwarrior200, check out his story of revenge of the fox, its very good,

-1To be strong. What did this new strength mean to Naruto. This unbelievable power. This feeling of total awareness. Everything seemed so much clearer to him. He understood concepts just by looking at them, like that of a combustion engine, which was something he never thought of. How electricity power his apartment. How things worked in general.

He understood things well beyond what he did, strategies, (I have to give him the abilities of a reploid guys, he still doesn't understand them so he can exactly control himself yet) concepts of justu, he still could not perform justu. But he felt this armor and his new tonfa more then made up for it. His tonfa were beyond anything he could ever understand (he thinks they are tonfa, but think of megaman zero 3, you should be able to guess the weapon I'm talking about, if not, then stick with the idea of tonfa) it was odd, the handles were easily held in the strong grip of his glove, but the tonfa moved in ways that should be impossible.

The green glass of the blade, it was shining as he stared at them, when he wasn't using them it was like they were absorbed into his gloves, which seemed understandable, he had seen many ninja seal things into scrolls so he figured that's what it was, he tried not to let his thoughts dwindle on irreverent concepts. Tomorrow after academy he had an appointment to see the Hokage. Iruka had also bought him a clock to cover himself being as he hadn't figured out how to take off his armor, Iruka and him has tried everything, even cutting it, no luck, the armor was nigh impenetrable.

He felt purpose, knowledge, he felt like everything in his apartment wasn't enough, he also felt himself being pulled. It was a harsh tug at his senses, so he let instinct take over. His body, the coming and goings of thoughts put into movement, it was moving so gracefully, outside of Konoha, faster and further, he wasn't tired, he wasn't exhausted. He felt so very sure that this was the way to go.

It lead him, this feeling, outside of the village to a cave, it was odd. No one was around. But it had a cold hollow feeling. Like that of someone watching him. His body lead him inside of the cave, the darkness caressing his skin like a warm blanket. Further and further his body went, his eyes adjusting almost inhumanely to the pitch black corridor. His tonfa were instinctively out as the cave seemed to have a small light coming from the ceiling, what was a cave had slowly turned into a hallway. All around the hall were metal things, it was the only thing he could comprehend, there mechanics were far beyond anything, absolutely anything, like that of his tonfa. Some were wearing what looked like a helmet, with a green cross. It only reached up to his knees and looked to be a head, feet, and helmet.

Others looked more human, blue, their right hands were missing, in its place were what looked like the barrel of a small canon. Three camera sat atop their head. One with a red lens' the other two seemed normal enough. The thing that troubled him the most was they seemed to have the type of armor he wore, only there's were less elaborate, and blue.

He kept going further till he met with giant door. On it were the words the letters "CMD." his thought were on the dusty stale air, no one had been in here in a very long time. The walls had scorch marks from what looked like a battle. What type of weapons left these kinds of marks were too complicated to be bothered with thoughts, though as he looked on he could see his mind scan each of the said marks, numbers pouring in his head, he shook his head and turned his focus back onto the door.

Too the left of the door was a green orb, shielding on above it, under it was a number pad,. He reached his hand towards it, it was calling to him, as his hand reached it his world turned into a shade of green, information , it was flooding his mind, he held in a gasp as he heard a woman's voice.

"Project zero, I am sorry I could not be the one to give u this message personally son. But it was the best I could do. You are in a world where reploids are gone, where most technologies have faded. The maverick virus destroyed most of our society after the original Zero died in the battle of Dr.Wiel. I took it hardest as he and I had recently become lovers. It was hard, for a human and reploid. Even a genetically altered human. I wanted so badly for him to come back, I waited so long. I slowly began to lost hope so I started the next step in the megaman line, project zero. It is forbidden to make reploids anymore due to their susceptibility to the maverick virus created by the original Zero's creator, Dr. Wily.

So I decided a new path was too be taken, the bioroid, that's was my greatest acheivement, but due to power sources being scarce, we could only go so far, we created it. We created you. Though we didn't have the power sources need to activate you. It was enough for me. Another zero. Another hero. To protect all. If you ever come here, by the time you gain the original armor we had found in the wreckage, your programming will start. You will start to slowly adapt and learn. I am sorry zero. That I couldn't wait for you, for our baby. But. I'm so very tired. "

With that the message ended and the door opened, the room was filled with computers, a baloney above. And circular pedestal on the in front of him. He knew this was the command center of their operations, the transporter. The research and development room, where ships and elves would be developed and grown, the calling was getting closer. The research and development room, there, in a glass showcase. Covered in dust. He dusted the mantle above it and read the words "Z Buster" as he read it the glass cracked, then shattered, inside was an old mettle object, it had a grip with some sort of cylinder on the top, it had a mechanism over the cylinder the seemed to move, and what he could only guess was a trigger. It jumped into his hand, jump into his hand. Well jump isn't exactly the right word, it came, it fit perfectly, the grip, his fingers.

All of a sudden he felt energy gathering around him, charging the pressure was huge, his body barely containing it. He could feel it, growing more and more brilliant. It had a life of its own, and would surely consume him if he didn't find a release for it, he screamed, loudly. His armor letting off steam. He tightened his grip on the object in his hand. He put his left hang on his shoulder to prepare himself for the recoil he knew was going to come, he quickly ran to the door, he had to find a safe place, he started dashing repeatedly, those short burst of lightening quick speed just enough to keep pushing him forward. He made it outside of the cave and without realizing it aimed his hand into the sky. The blue ball of energy was like that of a small sun, the heat enveloping his body for a second before it shot off into the clear blue sky.

"Z buster huh? " He said out loud, he loosened his grip and he felt it being "sealed" into his glove. He had to get some rest. He did of course. Have to go to the academy tomorrow brag to all those ninja wannabes, well until they passed the exam they were wannabees., that he was a konoha nin. And that he was stronger then ever. Even if he was still a dobe, being last doesn't mean that he's the weakest. He smiled, Who needs chakra to be a hero? The first zero didn't. he didn't either.

Project MegaMan.

The Hokage had one hell of a night, the old man had received reports of a star shooting back up into a sky, he had no reports of chakra fluctuations so he didn't know if it was some new justu or what, it was causing him to loose what little hair he had left, and if that wasn't bad enough, Iruka had reported that Naruto had some sort of armor that couldn't be taken off. He was deeply worried about the boy but couldn't meet with him till tomorrow after the exams. And then it didn't help when he had reports of Naruto going outside of the village.

"What are you up to Naruto?" He was distraught at the stack of paper piling up just due to this shooting star incident. He stared at it in teary eyes as it seemed to just get taller and taller. He stared at it in hopes that the pile would burst into flames, h could see it now, the ash lieing in the corner of the little yellow in box. But alas, it twas not to be. The pile sat there, growing. Tears fell down his eyes as he watched the pile of hell grow more and more.

Project MegaMan.

The class was empty except for a long figure sitting in the room, he was wrapped in a dense brown tater cloak, cover all identifiable feature, the first to the class was Uchiha Sasuke. As he entered the class he saw the figured and frowned, someone had beat him into the class, and he couldn't tell who it was, which only drove his anger further, he took his seat without saying a word. Pride would not allow his anger to show. As the class slowly filled to the brink. The class teach appeared with a puff of smoke.

"OK class, things will happen a little differently this year, we will be taking just test in the back room individually, then shuriken tests, then kunai, then last but not least is taijustu. Taijustus will be held as a small tournament, you will not be graded by your placing in the tournament but by the judges who will be watching the fight. NARUTO THE HOKAGE TOLD ME TO TELL YOU TO TAKE THESE TESTS," yelled Iruka unceremoniously. And so it begins. The test to be ninja of Konoha. To change their lives. Has begun….