By LazerTH
Note: Megaman X, Alia, Signas and
all other characters in this fanfiction belong to Capcom.
Note about this fanfiction: This
is the continuation of my previous story, "Saber, Zero". If you want to get a
sense of continuity, read that one first.
Ch. 1: Thoughts and an invitation
The
quarters of Megaman X were quite large. Sunlight slanted into the room through
a huge Plexiglas window that opened to a view of an ocean nearest to Maverick
Hunter HQ. The famous Hunter, X, had his hands on the windowsill as he gazed
out to the ocean. What a beautiful sight, he thought, and I have the best view.
He was the commander of all Maverick Hunters in the base, so the perks of the
job (such as this large room) were favourable to him. He stood there, looking
at the ocean, and remembered that this was the ocean in which he had fought
(and destroyed) Duff McWhalen. It had been during the Fifth War when he had
'retired' the old sailor, so that HQ could utilize the ocean's hydrogen in
order to create nuclear fission for the Enigma Beam. They had been successful,
of course, and the Enigma Beam had served its purpose… but that was in the
past.
He
thought of the recent Maverick activities. Even with Sigma gone (forever, X
hoped), Maverick activities continued here and there. His work was never done,
but he accepted it. His thoughts drifted to Zero. Every day X thought of Zero,
especially after his dream four days ago. Zero never left X's thoughts, as if
his ghost was occupying his mind. X was still worried about the disappearance
of his friend's body. Where had it gone? And, who had taken it? He did not
know.
"You've
got mail!"
"What?"
The
computerized voice broke X from his thoughts. The blue Hunter walked over and
sat down in front of his PC. He moved the mouse, and selected the small mailbox
that had appeared in the center of the display. An email popped up.
"From
Alia…"
It
read:
"X,
I have some information that you might be interested in. Meet me in my quarters
ASAP.
Your computer expert,
Alia."
X
exited the email. He realized that this was his first invitation to a female
Reploid's quarters. He smiled, and looked at the blue tulips on his table.
Should he carry them to her? What about chemical compounds instead? It would
never do. He wanted his relationship with Alia on a strictly businesslike
level, neither more nor less than that. But, did SHE want more than that? After
musing for a few moments, he sighed, and left his quarters.
