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Megaman Legends: Love Heist

Legends Arc Two: Megaman Bonne Arc

By Traingham


Episode Nine: Partners in Crime?


The meeting room where the Bonnes usually did most of the planning for their operations was silent, and filled with enough tension to make the air feel uneasy to breathe. Three people sat at the long table in the center, Teisel on one side, and Tron on the other with Megaman sitting beside her, a look of indifference on his face. The way he appeared now managed to vex Teisel. The older Bonne wasn't exactly sure why, but the young man that sat across from him now was missing the key qualities that made him recognizable. The cheerful disposition was gone, replaced by an attitude one would expect from a soldier, and the expression on his face held a sad quality. What Teisel saw now was someone who had lived through more experiences than he could count in his own life time, and he found it unsettling. What had this young man come across in the deep slumber of his coma that caused him to awaken this way? Right now, however, was not the time to occupy those thoughts, and quite frankly, he didn't feel up to it to investigate. Perhaps it was even for Megaman's best that he did not delve into the dark secrets behind the sorrowful expression.

"Megaman..." Teisel said the young hero's name in a questioning manner, still unable to work up the nerve to think of a way to begin the conversation. It wasn't everyday that you met a supposedly comatose individual in your home. That sort of experience could get even more traumatic when you hadn't had the pleasantest of meetings with them in the past. Sure, Megaman was not one to hold grudges, or behave viciously to those that had crossed him in the past, but there was something about him that made him rather intimidating despite his friendly nature. Maybe it was because the Bonne viewed himself as a villain that should be wary in the face of justice. Well, now that was just getting a little too deep, but for the sake of introspective evaluation, we'll take what we can get.

"I apologize for startling you." Megaman apologized before Teisel could decide what else to say. The blue bomber gestured to Tron and went on, "Ms. Tron claims that I have a debt to pay her-"

"Just call me Tron." The young pirate interrupted him with a light growl.

"-So we've come to an agreement that I will work it off on the condition that she assist me in something important."

"Debt?" Teisel quirked an eyebrow before setting his sights on his sister. "Um, what de-"

"The Gesselchaft!" Tron chipped in before her brother could give the purifier the wrong idea. "Remember?" She nodded him along with gritted teeth. When the look on her brother's face still did not give her any indication that his mind was clicking, she threw in, "You know...the one he destroyed?"

"Well, oh." Teisel's eyebrows went up when he came to the realization of what she was referring to, but his mind obviously did not work the same way hers did since the next thing that came out of his mouth was, "So?" At his utterance of the word, Tron's jaw almost dropped in fright. Just what was he trying to do to her plans? Did he even know what she had to go through to convince the former commander to join her on the ship? Could he even begin to understand the happiness that she felt when he decided to join the crew? No, of course not! He was just a stupid, stupid man, and she was not about to allow him to destroy all of that because of his foolish pride!

"Whaddya mean, 'So'?" Tron stood up from her seat and slammed her hands on the table, startling Trigger for a brief moment although he managed to make it almost unnoticeable with the way he limited his reflexive flinch to the twitch of a finger.

Teisel swallowed hard in the face of his younger sister's temper. He seriously did not want the rest of his day to go horribly wrong with the way he was disturbing her peace, but there was something about this little scheme that she was cooking up that was bothering him. Was it because he felt it was wrong to have the young hero slave off for them, or was it more like he just didn't want him getting involved in their sort of business? "What I mean is," Teisel squashed the small voice in the back of his head, crying out for him to stop before he could say something he'd regret, "We don't need the blue boy's help to raise the money! I just won't allow it!" He finished by crossing his arms, closing one eye as he braced himself for Tron's response.

'Blue boy'? Trigger rolled his eyes at the new name that was placed upon him. I'm beginning to wonder just what I had done in the past to deserve this kind of treatment...

"Look here, Teisel!" Tron clenched her hand into a fist before her brother's eyes in a frightening fashion. The way her knuckles cracked made the green clad pirate gulp nervously. "He wants to help us!" She turned to Trigger for a moment with a sweet smile and asked, "Right, Megaman?"

"...Yeah." The reploid replied hesitantly, wondering if this was such a good idea after all.

"See? Besides, this isn't a charity, Teisel." Tron smirked triumphantly, placing her hands on her hips. "We're helping him too."

"With what?" Teisel asked, before looking to Trigger. "What could you possibly want from us?"

"...I've been told that I lived a separate life after my awakening on Terra." His words confused the older pirate.

"What do you mean, 'Separate life'? How much could you have possibly done since you woke up?"

"Actually, I'm talking about my awakening years ago."

Hm? That got Tron's attention. That would mean that he considered himself a completely different person when he met us in the past. So if that was a separate life...who is he supposed to be now? Tron folded her hands on the table with a worried expression. This was more serious than she thought.

"Back when I had awoken in the hospital, Mr. Caskett and the others informed me of what happened before my engagement with Mistress Sera on Elysium. They found me in the Nino ruins during my hibernation, and took me in as one of their family members. From there I had gotten close to Roll Caskett-" Trigger missed the twitch in Tron's left eye when he mentioned the blonde engineer's name. "-and assisted her in her goal to find the 'Mother Lode'." He misinterpreted the lost look on Teisel's face for confusion regarding the term for the coveted treasure and went on, "The Mother Lode is a treasure in case you'd forgotten. A few years had passed with that goal in mind and the results weren't too promising. Still, we never faltered in our journey and continued until an exhaustion on the engine of the Flutter led us to being stranded on Kattelox island."

That's about the time that you met me... Tron bowed her head slightly, coming to the understanding that the memory of their first meeting had been completely stripped away from his mind. She wasn't sure how to feel at hearing this information. This meant that the young man sitting beside her was a clean slate. The moments they shared together was stolen from him, along with whatever he probably felt for her...at least she prayed that he had some sort of feelings for her in the past. She didn't want to think that her feelings were one sided. That would crush her.

"Then you're saying that everything up to the point that you went to Elysium is lost on you?" Teisel scratched his chin in deep thought. He frowned, looking away from the purifier before heaving a deep sigh. "...Wow..that's...terrible. So then...you want us to help jog your memory or something? I mean, I'm not trying to be mean, but how can we help you with something like that?"

"Because you and Tron are the missing pieces of the puzzle." Trigger replied, eliciting a confused response from both pirates.

"H-How does that work out?"

"Well, from what I've been told, meeting you is what really started most of my problems."

"Eh?" Teisel and Tron deflated. It didn't sound like he really had a good impression of them.

"My conflicts with you caused me to have my chance meeting with Juno again, setting me on my path back to Mistress Sera and Yuna." For the first time in a while, the familiar gleam of excitement returned to the former commander's eyes. "All I ask is that you take me back to the places I have been to before I returned to Elysium for my engagement with Mistress Sera. I may not remember the individuals I met in the past, however, from my visit to Kattelox I have come to the conclusion that they can fill in the blanks for me. Perhaps...it may be a slim chance, but...maybe I can somehow reclaim that self that I had lost. In return I will help you gather the money required for the payments on a new airship."

"I don't...know what to say." Teisel mumbled, apparently moved by his words.

"Just accept him into the crew, Teisel." Tron pressured him. "I mean, he may not remember our relationship with him in the past, but he's still a friend."

"Well...I guess." Teisel said with a nod. He took a moment to look back at Trigger before standing up with a huge grin on his face, extending a hand to the blue hero. When Trigger took it, he shook the young man's hand vigorously. "Welcome to the crew, kid! It'd be nice to have some help after all! Especially from you!"

"Th-thank y-you, sir." Trigger tried to speak firmly, but all the shaking was causing his voice to bounce.

"Stop that! You make me sound so old when you call me that. Just call me Teisel, alright?"

"Very well."

"Say, gotcha instead." Teisel told him.

"Huh?" Trigger regarded him oddly.

"It just means that you understand. If you're going to hang out with us, then you don't want to sound out of place."

"...Gotcha."

"Now we're talking, kid!" Teisel let go of his hand, the grin never leaving his face. "It's time to celebrate!"

"Not a bad idea at all." Tron giggled, grinning at her brother's cheerful spirit. "It'll be in honor of our new crew member!" She nudged Trigger's shoulder, and grabbed his hand to get him to stand up with her. " Now let's get going!"

"Where?" Trigger asked, doing his best not to let Tron drag him out of the room with her.

"Don't know yet, but we'll think of somewhere nice!" Tron replied with a sweat-drop. Somewhere that people don't really know us.


[ Taking a look at the world Trigger left behind... ]


From the moment she'd seen Tron standing at the door, she knew that there was going to be trouble. The manner she behaved, and her appearance alone was enough to give off an aura of mischief, so why was it that she allowed her into the residence? Why did she let her sink her claws into the blue hero? It was too late to reflect on those questions now because at the present moment, the long haired brunette that allowed the pirate into the house was facing Sera and the others in an interrogation taking place in the living room, or at least that is how it seemed from her point of view, sitting on the large arm chair near the corner. Her hazelnut eyes glanced at the floor for a moment as she inwardly cursed her luck, her delicate, long fingers clutching the smooth fabric of her long skirt. From the moment she started working under Amelia to get by on her college payments, life had been very unfair with her. Her attractive looks earned her some envious co-workers, and it would still be long before she made her peace with them. The older visitors that did business with Amelia had a tendency to hit on her, making her duties that much harder to accomplish, and to top things off, trouble just followed the mayor everywhere she was. She could still remember the day that the pirates attacked the city hall on her first month working under her. She was grateful to Megaman that he came when he did because the cops of Kattelox weren't exactly helpful. She didn't understand why they didn't fund the force to acquire better countermeasures. Most of the troublemakers that came always had tanks or heavily armed robots, so why were they still only equipped with handguns? Did that make sense? No, I didn't think s-

Damn, my mind is wandering again. The young maid thought to herself with a yawn before she looked up to face the group of people staring back at her. So here was a millionaire, a bionic old man, a little girl, and two freaky young women with green hair and red eyes. Actually, the short one reminded her of one of those creepy ghosts in a horror adaption she'd seen. What was up with this rag-tag group?

"Young woman." Barrel held up his hand from the back of the group to get her attention.

"Yes, sir?" She responded so that he knew she was paying attention to him.

"By what name may we address you by?"

"Shelke." She replied, calmly.

"Alright then, Shelke." Barrel began, folding his hands together. "Could you ple-"

"The young woman who came last," Sera interrupted Barrel, impatient with his method. "Describe her for us."

"Sera..." Yuna called her attention sternly with a look.

"...It would be appreciated..." Sera added, a hint of annoyance in her voice.

"Well..." Shelke sunk into her chair as the short mother unit's gaze became intense.

"Proceed." Sera prodded her on. "Time is of the essence, you see."

"She had long hair that fell down to her waist, green eyes...um...a long jacket, and a pink shirt." Shelke raised her eyebrows for a moment to see if anyone was clicking with her description. "Is this really helping? I mean, there's plenty of girls that could fit that description."

Everyone with the exception of the mother units murmured amongst themselves in agreement...

"Actually, there is one detail that I feel will be very helpful." Yuna chimed in cheerfully. "Did you manage to see the earrings she had on by any chance?"

"She had on these...tacky skulls." The maid explained with a look of disbelief on her face before she went on, "But she managed to pull them off rather well. I was a little envious."

"The Bonnes." Barrel and Bleucher said in unison, exchanging looks.

"Tron Bonne, to be exact." Yuna deducted astutely before turning away from Shelke to face the others. "Clearly, it was only a matter of time before she would make her appearance. She probably heard about Megaman's visit on the news and decided to see for herself if it was true."

"That doesn't explain why he would leave with her." Amelia finally decided to add her input.

Trigger left in the company of that young woman with the peculiar mood shifts... A ghost of a frown briefly appeared on Sera'a face as she stroked her chin. She approached the window behind the sofa and looked up towards the sky. There was no sign of any airships, yet, then again, she wasn't really expecting to see any. "So it was your desire to leave us, Trigger? What appealed to you about Ms. Tron?" The cold mother unit narrowed her eyes imperceptibly. "Do you find me unappealing." The tone her voice took on would have given any grown man shivers.

Yuna noticed that her friend had taken her place in front of the window, and decided to investigate. She approached the cold mother unit stealthily, taking her place beside her without so much as a sound. What is she mumbling about? She wondered curiously, sensing a disturbance in Sera. Ever since she had returned from Elysium, all Yuna felt from her was disturbances. What was it about Trigger that allowed him to bring out so many unique reactions from the cold mother unit?

"Yuna?" Sera said her name in a questioning tone, swiveling her eyes to the side she was standing on. "What is the matter?"

"I was actually planning on asking you that." Yuna replied with a grin, getting a glare from her partner...or whatever Sera had just done with her face seconds ago. Without Trigger around, the most anyone could get from her was a simple twitch or nothing at all. If said former commander was nearby, the possibilities were endless, from dirty looks to world wide destruction, or a blush on rare occasions.

"Mind your own business." Sera grumbled.

"Ah, touchy." Yuna quipped.

"Not ye-"

Ding-Dong...

"Hmm?" Amelia looked to the main hall when she heard the doorbell. Was it another young woman with hopes of claiming the young hero? They really didn't have much time for that anymore. Seconds later a maid rushed to the door to investigate, and opened it quickly without asking for a name much to the mayor's intrigue. What was the young woman trying to do by neglecting to ask such information; trying to get them killed? Her worries were replaced with pleasant shivers of surprise when a certain blonde engineer entered the living room, however, the look on her lovely face spoke nothing of plans for a long awaited reunion. In fact, she didn't even look to Amelia for a warm greeting. Instead, she made a bee-line for Barrel and Bleucher, getting looks of trepidation from them, oddly enough.

"Agh!" Barrel flinched at the sight of his granddaughter. How she ever managed to get to Kattelox was beyond him. He was hoping that by the time they returned to Yosyonke, Roll would have cooled down from the news he informed her of, but apparently that luxury wasn't meant for him. "R-Roll..." The old digger's voice wavered in the face of Roll's fury. "How did you get here?"

"I whipped something up." Was the engineer's reply, leaving no space for anymore details to stall her from getting to the point.

I almost forgot about that. The old man inwardly cursed. Her genius is dangerous.

"Gawd...so he really isn't here, huh?" Roll ran a hand down her face with a frustrated sigh and looked to Shelke, who had been sitting quietly in her seat the antire time that all of this had been going on. That way her blonded hair fell over her right eye as she regarded her sent shivers down the maid's spine. Now she remembered the young woman. She was the weapon maker that followed Megaman around town on the old spotter car that was sitting in the woods before they came to the island. Before she used to look so cheerful, and charming. She was the image of a perfect girl for any young guy to settle down with, but right now...she looked like she was about to claw someone's eye out. Once again, Shelke snapped out of her random thoughts when Roll began speaking again. "What's going on here? Are you guys interrogating her?" Traces of the calm Roll Caskett returned, sending a wave of relief through Barrel and Bleucher.

"That's right." Yuna replied in her usual melodic tone, getting Roll's attention. The red clad engineer regarded the gentle mother unit with a soft gaze. She had nothing against Yuna. In fact, she was sure that with enough time, the both of them could become close friends. After all, she saved her mother from the forbidden continent. It wasn't her fault that she ended up having to posses her body. She had no choice. Shifting her attention to Sera, on the other hand, made a rather displeased expression wash over her lovely visage. The cold mother unit was the reason behind Megaman's suffering, and the reason he wasn't truly with them today. It was not that she didn't consider the former commander, her oldest friend anymore. No, she could never think of him as anything else, but with his memory loss, she found it hard to look at him any other way. His words to her when he awakened from his coma nearly crushed her to pieces. Coming to the understanding that it would be long before he would look at her the same way, speak to her the same way, and touch her the same way was hard and painful. His smile, his cheerful voice, and his hugs were stolen away from her by Sera, and for that, she despised her. The others felt the tension build up as Sera, and Roll kept their eyes locked without so much as a blink on the engineer's part. They had to give her credit because no one else in their right mind would be able to stare down the cold mistress.

"...About what?" Roll continued to inquire about the situation, her eyes unwavering from her staring contest with Sera.

"In regard to Trigger's leave." Sera answered, seemingly to unnerve Roll.

"Yeah...right." Roll finally turned away, crossing her arms. "I knew I should have come with you guys."

"But you had to stay with your mother." Yuna interjected. "No one blames you for this."

"If I had just been around..." Roll's body tightened as she gripped her arms. "...None of this would have happened."

"Of course not." Sera'a voice brought Roll away from her musings. She turned to face the cold mistress, and gasped lightly to find a subtle smirk on her lips that held a cruel and cynical quality. It was almost as if she was mocking her. "How could Trigger ever find a way to escape when you suffocate him with your care?"

"Suffocate him?" Roll growled, narrowing her eyes at Sera. "What do you know?"

"He can't go anywhere without you to follow him." Sera's eyes widened slightly before reverting back to their cold gaze as if she remembered something. "Unless he heads into danger, of course. Perhaps his leave was due to his need for distance from us all."

"Sera. Would you settle down?" Yuna told her companion with a glare. "We shouldn't come to conclusions so quickly."

"Or maybe, just from you." Roll cracked at Sera, managing to get her undivided attention.

"Roll-" Yuna tried to calm the engineer, but Roll went on as if she didn't hear her.

"You two weren't nearly on good terms back on Elysium...am I right?"

"...Your point?" Sera droned, a hint of emotion hidden deep in her words.

"And to think that even after years apart from each other, you could only think of revenge the entire time of your imprisonment. What makes you think that he'd want to be around someone as dangerous as you? Since he returned, all you've been doing is trying to force yourself into his life."

"Were you any different?" Sera retorted, cocking her head to the side.

"At least we had something meaningful." Roll met Sera's words. "You're too cold to even understand, much less appreciate." Roll's eyes had taken on a feral quality that had never been present before. "Megaman could never like someone like yourself. You're wasting your time trying to forge a bond with him."

"Roll!" Yuna scolded her, placing her hands on her hips. "That is enough. You've made your point." She turned to Sera to find the usual devoid expression on her face, however, by taking a closer look at her hands, Yuna was able to detect a twitch. It would have been interpreted as nothing by anyone else, but Yuna could tell that Roll's words had a slight effect on the cold mother unit. Gawd, this doesn't look like it's going to get any better soon between these two. She looked back at Roll, finding that the young woman had shoved her hands in her pockets. Losing Megaman had a very profound impact on her. That much was certain, and it disturbed the gentle mistress.

"Now, I'm sure we're not getting anywhere by being harsh towards each other." Yuna tried to reason with both women. "With these kind of attitudes, all we'll do is scare Megaman away." She watched Roll bow her head slightly and decided to let her hear the news. "Roll?"

"...Hm?" Was the only response she got from the blonde engineer.

"We have an idea of who could be behind this." A devilish smirk crossed her lips before she went on, "Would you like to know?"

Roll looked dead at her, pulling her hands out of her pockets before asking, "Who?"

"Tron Bonne."

Roll's eyes went wide beyond mere shock, and disbelief.

"T-TRON?" The word sounded much like a curse, coming from Roll's mouth.

"That's right." Yuna nodded, the smirk never leaving her lovely lips. "Of course, even now we're not really sure where she could be planning on taking Megaman, or even how she was able to convince him to join her..." A cute expression washed over the gentle mistress's face as she brought a balled fist to her mouth for a moment before pulling it away to say, "...If it was her doing the convincing..."

"You say that as if Megaman was the actual mastermind behind this." Bleucher said, looking on in suspicion.

"It's possible." Sera supported Yuna's idea. Her little spat with Roll seemed to have already been brushed aside. "Trigger has not exactly found his place with anyone yet. That being as it is, he wouldn't have any qualms with a change in companions as long as it will get him where he wants."

"...But what does he want?" Ira asked timidly from her place beside Amelia.

"To find himself." Yuna replied in Sera's place. She turned to Sera when the mother unit started heading out of the living room. "Where are you going, Sera?"

"A secluded area." Sera replied bluntly, her deadpan expression indicating nothing at all.

"...To do what?" Yuna asked quizzically. Though she understood Sera better than anyone, she still found her hard to figure out. This was especially true when she was having one of her enigmatic moments, which happened to be in progress at the moment.

"To synchronize with Trigger." Was the cold mistress's reply before she disappeared from the entry way.

"Huh?"


For the inhabitants of Archhalo island, life was pretty slow and boring. The people of the large town kept to themselves, and only a select group of men and women handled the importing as well as other things that involved leaving the island. This sort of lifestyle wasn't really something the younger generation believed in, and so it was no surprise that there was a rebellious atmosphere about the town streets whenever a clique of teenagers hung about, however, enough of that. Presently, most of those teenagers were either gathered in groups as hostages, or in their homes,praying that someone came to their rescue. Out were the rebellious attitudes, and in were the inner joy of family since that could have been taken away from them at any moment with the situation they were in. It was a fairly average day. Nothing interesting going on with the usual lazy mood that everyone carried about in their usual routines. some people worked, some hung out, and others sulked or did their best to make the day interesting and perhaps their life in general. That all went to hell when pirates showed up and decided to shake things up a little. Suddenly excitement didn't seem like such a welcome variable in the dull equation. They just wanted their peace back.

Large mechs, the size of tanks walked about the streets to intimidate any would be heroes, while the bird-bots stood at every house door to keep the families in while Glyde took care of his business, stealing anything that could be considered valuable or profitable in the least. He sat on the steps of the city hall near the beach of the island with a look of boredom gracing his vain features. He still sported the same brown armor he took so much pride in, and his hair was perfectly groomed. Everything about that young pirate just gave off an obnoxious aura about him, and so it did well to make one question just who in their right mind would work with him since this job happened to be a two man show.

"Hey!" Glyde looked away from cleaning his nails when he heard a calm and collected feminine voice. There at the foot of the steps stood a young woman with hazelnut eyes, and short, sandy hair just like his in a wild hair-style that did well to hint at her fiery personality, yet also spoke of sophistication. She had on a green armored suit that was just light enough for her slender frame, but fashionable enough to catch the eyes of any of the self proclaimed fashion police that happened to be within the area. In short, she was the perfect parter for someone like Glyde, so could it really have been a surprise that the vain pirate responded with a, "What is it, sis?" His words dragging like silk.

"Your bird-bots say that an airship just landed near the outskirts of the island a few minutes ago." The girl replied, placing her hands on her hips.

"Well, whoever our guests may be, they won't stand much of a chance against my new toys." Glyde placed a hand on his forehead, closing his eyes in a dramatic fashion. "Maybe we'll rob them of whatever valuable they have as well. I'm sure a ship would sell nicely somewhere around these chain of islands."

"They also mentioned seeing a large skull on the side and front of the ship." Her words made her brother's eyes snap open quickly.

"Skull...you say?" Glyde asked, his lips curling into a smirk. He stood up from his seat on the steps quickly, and held his hands out in a devious fashion. "The Bonnes are here? Haha! How fortunate!" The drama-king struck another dramatic pose, clenching a fist in the air while he placed his other hand upon his chest. "So long have I waited for this moment. Now I will make fools of them for what they did to me in Yosyonke." His thoughts went to a certain green clad, male pirate. You've fallen right into my clutches, Teisel. Glyde clenched his teeth when Tron came to mind as well. And as for you...you, Tron...oh, I'll have something special in store for you!

"Glyde-"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Glyde's haughty laughs drowned out his sister's voice.

"...Such an idiot." The young woman growled, looking to the side with an irritated grin.


[ Switching to the Bonne's stand-point...Trigger too...]


"Looks like a nice place." Teisel commented on the quiet atmosphere of the town as they reached the entrance. It was a little eerie to find nobody there to greet them. Even the noticeable absence of the authorities unsettled him, and Tron. Trigger on the other hand looked on with an odd gleam in his eyes before he crossed his arms and looked to the side with a hint of shame. Luckily no one caught it.

"Must be one of those lazy towns." Tron commented, leading the way.

"Yeah, that must be it." Teisel agreed with her, following in suite, but when he didn't register the sound of Trigger's heavy feet, he turned to find the purifier simply staring into space. "Hey, Blue boy."

"Uh-hmm?" Trigger responded blankly when he was pulled out of his daze.

"What's the matter?"

"...Nothing really." The former commander replied. "It's just...the silence...it's chilling."

Teisel broke out into a grin at his words, clearly getting the wrong message. "Heh, too used to the busy city atmosphere, eh?" The older Bonne walked over to the blue hero and placed a hand on his shoulder before leading him further into the town while Tron did a little investigating ahead of them. "Don't worry. The quiet life has it's rewards, so it's not all that bad."

That isn't what I mean. Trigger thought grimly, but he decided to let the pirate believe what he wanted. It was better than troubling him with his own complex thoughts.

"So did you find anybody, sis?" Teisel called out to Tron.

"Not ye-uh-maybe!" Tron's voice suddenly sounded very distressed. Trigger and Teisel watched as Tron froze in the distance, looking at something around the corner she was at before turning on her heel and sprinting back towards them, screaming, "B-Back to the ship!" Teisel, having experienced this with his younger sibling so many time before, asked no questions, gripping Trigger's shoulder in a vice grip before running the opposite direction with the purifier in tow.

"WHAT'S GOING ON?" Teisel asked, glancing at Tron.

"MECHS, AND LOTS OF EM'!" Tron replied before she felt a shock wave knock her to the ground from behind. She looked to Teisel and Trigger to find that they had experienced something similar since the former commander was face down on the floor with Teisel on top of his back. She heard a whine from what she assumed was an aircraft, and looked up slowly to find one of Glyde's bird-bot fighters hovering above them. The sonic boom from it passing over them must have been the cause for their sudden lose in balance.

"HAHAHAHAHAH!" Tron and Teisel cringed when they heard the familiar laugh boom from the loudspeakers of the fighter. Their suspicions of who it was laughing down on them were confirmed when the hatch opened to reveal Glyde in all of his effeminate glory. He flipped his hair to the side to strike a dramatic pose, and looked down on them with a cocky grin stretching along the side of his handsome features. "Oh my. To think that you guys would actually show up...but..." His eyes wandered over to the blue form that was still being crushed under Teisel's weight. The armor color and the hairstyle was enough gor Glyde to tell just who it was, sending violent shivers through him as his memories were brought back to the last meeting he shared with the young hero. Needless to say, he wished they hadn't.

"M-Megaman? What is he doing with you guys?" The tall pirate swallowed nervously, pointing a finger at Megaman no differently than he would a loose, wild wolf. "I was sure that you were enemies the last time I checked!"

"None of your business!" Tron snapped at him.

"Silence!" Glyde snapped at her. He turned his attention away from her when one of his mechs marched up the street behind Tron and the others before coming to a halt. Smoke hissed from the vents on its chest as the hatch opened for his sister to pop her head out. The sound got Tron and Teisel's attention, making them turn their upper bodies while they were still on the floor to allow their heads to turn enough for them to get a glimpse of the addition to the unpleasant reunion.

"Don't start the party without me." The female pirate said with a grin...that fell when her eyes stopped upon Tron. "...Tron?"

"May?" Tron was just as surprised at her appearance.

"What the hell are you doing here?" They both asked each other at the same time.

"Helping out my stupid brother." May replied with a frown, clearly displeased with this turn of events. She looked glanced at Teisel with a look of disgust before going on, "I see you brought that idiot with you."

"Hey!" Teisel and Glyde exclaimed, feeling insulted at her words, although the elder Bonne couldn't stay heated since Trigger finally decided to throw him off his back. The purifier stood up, unaware of his current situation and looked up at Glyde, causing the vain pirate to freeze in fear.

"What's going on?" Trigger asked, looking to Tron for some answers.

"Where being captured! Whaddya think?" Tron flailed her arms. "Do something!"

"Unfortunately..." Trigger waved his right arm with no response. "My buster cannon seems to be unresponsive."

"...Ugh." Tron shook her head, feeling the hope drain away from her. May on the other hand found that hings were beginning to look up after all. She just hoped that this young gentleman wasn't too involved with her rival.

"And who might this be, Tron?" May asked her fellow female pirate with a smirk as she leaned forward on the mech. "Haven't seen him before."

"H-He's Megaman!" Glyde answered her, turning blue from fear. "He's dangerous!"

"Y-yeah!" Teisel cried out with a cocky grin. "So be carefu-"

...THUD...

Everyone froze in place...

"Did he just faint?" May asked uneasily, looking at Trigger's motionless form on the floor. Not even minutes after he had gotten back to his feet, he had lost consciousness. Tron sweat-dropped while Teisel just felt completely mortified. Glyde on the other hand, had the biggest smile on his face as though he had just come out victorious in the fight for his life.

"Well, not so dangerous anymore, huh?"

"Mega! Get up!" Tron cried out frantically. She heard a whistle from Glyde, and the sound of marching footsteps were heard from May's direction. Before long they were all surrounded by the annoying rip offs that Glyde designed based on Tron's serv bots: The bird bots. They all chattered amongst themselves loudly with occasional caws until Glyde called their attention impatiently.

"Tie them up and take them to the city hall!" He ordered them about. "But take Megaman-"

"I'll take him!" May volunteered before he could get out another word. Her sudden eagerness to participate in the operation unnerved him.

"Uh-no." Glyde denied her of her happiness like the bastard he was. "Like I said, take him elsewhere. We don't want him being too close to Tron and Teisel when he wakes up."

"C-Caw! Yes sir!" The birds complied.

"Loser." May grumbled.


[ Meanwhile, deep within the reaches of Trigger's mind... ]


Trigger pushed himself up from the cold floor, and opened his eyes to find himself back in The Master's courtyard on Elysium. The shock of being back on the colony was so unexpected that the former commander felt the stregth in his arms begin to give out, but he managed to seat himself on the floor so he wouldn't end up on his face again. He looked around in awe, lost in the eerie peacefulness of the garden. He could hear the water from the fountain that was supposedly at the very center of the courtyard, and finally worked up the will power to stand up and walk around, following the sound of the flowing water. It was almost as if his legs suddenly had a life of their own with the way they were compelled to keep on going. Perhaps it was because he subconsciously remembered that The Master would always wait for him on one of the benched near the fountain whenever he summoned him for a visit.

"Could he possibly be here?" Trigger asked no one in particular as he kept walking further into the courtyard, but when he did reach the center, he did not find The Master in wait of him, but rather another familiar face in his place. There sitting on one of the marble benches with her hands folded upon her lap with crossed legs was-

"Sera?" The former commander sounded genuinely surprised at the sight of her.

"Trigger." She said his name in one of her usual short greetings.

"How did you..." Trigger pasued for a moment int confusion, narrowing his eyes. "Where are we?"

"In you internal processor." Sera replied. "Or your mind, if that is what you prefer to call it."

"But...how?"

Sera stood up when he questioned her and closed the distance between them, just stopping an inch away from him. She looked up at him with her usual cold expression, with the exception of an odd gleam that looked out of place in her crimson orbs. It was the gleam that she always had resrved for him when his image reflected from her eyes. He just didn't understand why it was always there for him. What did it mean?

"We are bonded, Trigger." A small smirk crossed her lips, chilling the former commander to the core. "Eternally."


To Be Continued...


Next Chapter: Legends Arc Two: Megaman Bonne Arc

Episode Ten: More Complicated than it Seemed

With the Bonnes caught in Glyde's ambush, and Megaman in no condition to help, how will they get out of this pinch? The teams between the vain pirate and his sister, while still not seen in action, does seem to be rather formidable, but will May be so willing to help her brother now that she's distracted by the blue bomber. Meanwhile, back at Kattelox the girls still seem to be hitting a dead end. Roll and Sera don't seem to be close to becoming tolerant of each other, and just what fate might meet Shelke now that she has gotten involved with the "freaks" as she so affectionately labeled them. Sera seems to have things in order, however, with her own plans going into action. How was she able to contact Megaman, and just what did she mean by her chilling words?

...Well, I'm tired of writing these episode notes...