A/N: What's this, you ask? Another chapter on a completed story?
Not quite. This is actually one of the alternative endings that I wrote, then decided not to use. I've worked on it a little, patched it up in places and now here I am, giving it to you.
This chapter discounts what happened in the previous chapter because, well, that's a different ending to this one.
Now, I leave you to read - and speculate on just what other differences there may be, that I don't mention here.

Lan looked bemused for a few moments, abruptly finding himself sat back at his computer in his room. Reality had been changed again, that was for sure, but it hadn't been done well. He could still remember the previous one – and the one before it. It was like remembering several different lifetimes at once. Once it passed, he glanced down.
His PET was white, and Angel looked back at him from it, looking worried.
For several more moments, neither of them moved, not a word was said.
The door to his room was edged open cautiously, and Chaud poked his head around. He once again had his undyed hair, looking identical to the way he had been before the first time reality had been set back to normal. His PET hung down on it's cord, only just in sight. ProtoMan looked out from it, looking no less concerned than Angel.
Finally, Angel spoke. "There's something wrong," he murmured. "This isn't..."
"Isn't how it was meant to be..." Chaud finished. "MegaMan?"
Lan shook his head.
"I've got a bad feeling about this," ProtoMan said, nervously fidgeting around.
Lan finally found his voice, but didn't trust himself to say much. He had a strong suspicion he knew what had happened, and he didn't like it. "Dad," was all he said.
"Right," Angel agreed. "He might know."
There was an almost tangible tenseness shared between them as they left, and a sense of being watched. None of them seemed willing to say anything unless it was necessary.
Everything looked as it should, but there was still the nagging feeling that something was different, something very wrong about everything.
As they made their way around, it seemed as if others also had the same feeling, as everyone they met seemed somehow subdued, as if there was something to be afraid of, that no one wanted to talk about.
SciLab, now once again south-west of ACDC town, instead of it's previous place at Marine Harbour or anywhere else, was exceptionally quiet. There were no tours, no people asking questions, no people talking. Everyone seemed to go about their business with as little interaction with each other as possible.
It took a few moments to get into the lab, as the receptionist seemed suspicious of Lan's claim to being Doctor Hikari's son. Only the passport still stored on his PET confirmed his identity and got them in.
"That was odd," Chaud murmured to him on the way up.
"You noticed," Lan answered acidly.
"Be nice," he replied. "Shouldn't they have recognised you though? I mean, after everything you've done..."
"I don't think Lan did any of it in this reality," Angel told them. "It's just a feeling so far, but I get the idea we're not so well-known as we used to be."
"Hush," Lan warned, pointing at the elevator's display. "We're almost there."
The lights were out in the lab, and the usual humming of the various machines and computers was instead silent. Lan stumbled around, looking for the light switch he knew was beside the door, and found it further down the wall than he remembered.
With the light came a disturbing realization. There was no lab here. There was nothing here. It was an empty room.
Chaud bit his lip, then said, "The observation room. Where the liberation missions were done from."
Silence remained on their way back down to check the room, more tense than before. This was not right, and they knew it.
They found Doctor Hikari in the observation room, looking weary as he flitted from this console to that terminal, over to a different computer then back again. He didn't notice them at all until Lan called to him.
"What? Oh. It's you boys. When did you get here?"
"Just now. Are you alright?"
"No, and I don't think you are either. My lab's empty."
"We know," Chaud told him. We just went there looking for you."
"Dad, what happened?"
"I don't know," he confessed, pausing momentarily in whatever he was working on, then continued, "I do know the Orb and MegaMan are no longer in this world, or if they are, they're being hidden very well."
"Could MegaMan have kept it?"
"Don't suggest that Lan," he told him, a fearful expression touching him. "Don't even think that. I don't like the idea that one of my boys got too tempted by power and kept it."
"What if he did?" Angel asked.
"Yes, what if I did?" MegaMan's voice added from behind them. They all turned to look, seeing him stood there, looking as he had as Hub. In one hand, he tossed the Orb up in the air over and over, almost absently. He seemed calm, but beyond that it was hard to read his expression.
"You look surprised, Dad," he continued. "I thought you'd have caught on already. I'm sorry about the lab, by the way. I hadn't intended for that to happen, but I guess it's the price you pay for leaving everything up to your resident god when things like World 3, Nebula and so on crop up."
"You took the credit for them?" Lan asked incredulously. "All of them? For everything we did together?"
"Naturally. After I altered the first few events so I was responsible, the rest happened by itself. People began to realise that if I was asked in the right way, I'd show up and deal with it personally. So I did. I also remembered you sometimes complained about wanting to have a chance at being normal, like everyone else. Well, here you go. You wanted it, now I've given it."
"What about me?" Chaud asked. "You put me back like this? Once homeless, picked up by Lan again?"
"I left you the memories you had from that reality. You should remember, you asked me to see if I could turn you more like this when I changed things back. So I gave you the chance."
"You could have asked me before you did it," Chaud replied reproachfully.
"Then just ask for it to be changed. No, wait. What's the word?" he thought for a moment, then said, "Pray. That's what people do when they want to talk to their God, isn't it?"
"What makes you think you're a god?" Doctor Hikari asked him. "The Orb? You don't even know it's origin, or why it was made."
"And to be honest, I don't really care. Don't you see? I can do that much good this way, far more than I could just being a Navi."
"That doesn't make it right. You've let that power go to your head."
"Maybe. Maybe not. I don't intend to use it unnecessarily, you know."
"Where does it stop being right, Hub?"
"Where I decide it does," he shrugged. "I know what you're leading up to with this. There's no fixed line, no black and white. Grey gets in the way. The most definite you'll get is what my morals decide. Morals change, I'll grant, but-"
"If you still had any morals, you'd have put reality straight, not twisted it into this."
Hub sighed, and stopped tossing the Orb. "I had hoped you wouldn't see things that way. You leave me little choice." He looked into the Orb, and it pulsed once. Doctor Hikari disappeared.
"What have you done to him?" Lan demanded.
"Oh, relax. I gave him his lab back. It's not exactly the same, and I had to alter a few other things, but he's back up there. He won't remember this incident though, and he won't be inclined to believe either of you if you try to bring it up with him. You four are the only ones who know what's happened."
"You think we'll keep quiet about it?"
"If you don't want me to... alter you a little... you'll keep it to yourselves. You'll find doing things the way I want them to be done benefits you. Rewards go to those who do things the way I say, punishments go to those who don't."
"Dad was right," Lan shook his head. "You don't have any morals. At least not the same ones you used to have."
He sighed again, "True. I had a change in perspective, and they changed with it. I'd rather not do anything to any of you unless I have to. I could have changed you right from the start, and you'd be more than willing to do things my way afterwards, but I didn't want to do that, and still don't."
"But you will if we try to do something you don't like, or act against you?"
"I'd rather you didn't do that, no. If it comes down to it... I will though. The same goes for pretty much everything. I can change anything, and I won't hesitate to if I have to." He scratched absently at his chin, then nodded and continued, "I've said my piece. No doubt if you look long enough you'll find some of the places people created in my honour, to call on me. See you around... if I feel like it."
He seemed to waver in the air, like a mirage, then faded out until there was nothing left.