Creation and Emotion: A Mega Man Alternate Universe
Chapter One: Activation
This is an alternate universe fiction to some degree… I wanted to twist things around some!! ?
"Grandfather!" I called out as I got out of the aircar. An aging man with sparkling eyes emerged
from the doors of his home to greet me, arms opened wide in welcome. Dr. Light was a very friendly
man, and though he was often absorbed in his ingenious experiments with artificial intelligence, he always
made time for me.
I for the most part lived alone ever since Dr. Wily killed my parents to get back at Grandfather Light for
not joining in his evil plans. It's been difficult, but I find my way. Luckily I found that I had inherited skills
with machinery and robotics, so like today I would often come to help dear Grandfather with his robots.
It's been about four months since I had last come here, and my presence today is the result of
the completion of his first two robots. I ran a hand through my light brown hair to untangle the wind's
abuses, pulling long strands away from my grey-blue eyes.
"Sierra!" he exclaimed happily. "It's wonderful that you've made it! Please come in!" He
beckoned quickly, stepping back so that I could carry my suitcase inside as well. As usual the lab was
in disarray, with parts and tools scattered all over the place. I noted that some wires were hanging from
the ceilings, and one or two of them were setting of a spark or two. I grinned. If Grandfather Light
hadn't cleaned up since my last visit, it meant that something must have happened to where he could not
stop working at all.
Somehow sensing my amusement, he hurried over to the two lab tables at the end of the room.
"Ah, yes, I never realized that do much time had passed that I didn't tidy up… but I have splendid
news! The chips are complete!"
"They are?" I asked excitedly. "So that's why you've worked so hard! Are they ready to be
installed?"
"Yes! Yes, of course! I just wanted you to see it happen, being your blueprints…"
It had taken me a year to find a way to give the robots personalities, intelligence and emotions, and the
design lay within a complex brainchip that contained super-sensitive microcircuitry. However the
prototype had mysteriously disappeared with the original plans, so I had to start from scratch to
redesign and rebuild them. This time, the chips were supposed to intensify human reaction within the
robots, and give them a sense of concsience.
And now, these two robots were about to come alive. I took some hesitant steps towards the lab
tables, and gasped at the sight before me. On the left table was a robot in blue armor, with knee-high
blue metal boots, and a blue helmet with dormant red reserve power crystal sat next to a head with wild
brown hair. The eyes were closed as if in deep slumber, and I was struck by the realism of his features.
On the opposite table lay the other magnificent creation, a taller robot with long blond hair down
to its knees, and bright crimson armor covered a seemingly muscular form. This one's helmet, unlike the
blue one's, was red and white with hornlike protrusions at the top, perhaps to give it a somewhat
demonic or devilish air. The power stone was deep blue on this helmet, a sharp contrast to the blood
reds.
"I changed and improved some of their characteristics, and a quirk I added includes touching a
button on their wrists to morph their armor into normal human clothing. The only thing that would tell
them apart from normal humans are their boots, which are present at all times. I haven't quite figured out
how to fix that yet."
"Oh, don't worry, Grandfather," I reassured. "I am sure they will be wonderful. But do you think
that they are stong enough to beat Wily when he returns?"
"I should hope so. Are you ready to activate them, Sierra?"
"Yes, Grandfather." I tried to hide the eagerness in my voice, but it couldn't be contained. At
last, after all of our hard work… we could defend mankind from Wily's insanely destructive toys.
Gingerly I took the brainchips from a small container on one table, and inserted each one carefuly into a
slot in the robots' temples. As I stuck them in the opening sealed--- they were ready.
I punched a series of buttons on the console between the two tables. Instantly a soft whirring
and sequence of chirps began, and switched and controls lit up beneath my touch. Flipping a final
switch, I slammed on the button beneath it to send a fresh surge of power to the 'bots. I saw the bodies
shudder from the power, and Grandfather and I both held our breaths as their eyes shot open and they
cried out in surprise. Pulling a lever to shut down the power, I froze in amazement.
The blue one was already standing, his sapphire eyes scanning the messy lab in curious
confusion. The other one, the red one, stayed put by sitting on the table, and he seemed to look straight
at me with its piercing emerald optical circuits.
"Wonderful!" Light exclaimed. "They are functional! Hello there!" he said to them. They turned
their gazes to him quickly, and the blue one smiled.
"Hello," it said in a soft alto voice. "Are you our father?"
The old man laughed heartily at this question, but I didn't fail to notice the tear stinging his eye. I
understood how he felt… it reminded me as well of the family I'd lost to Wily.
"Yes, in a sense, I am," he answered finally. "I am Doctor Light, your creator. This is my
granddaughter, Sierra."
"Hello, Sierra. I am Mega Man, but you can call me Rock."
I couldn't speak for a moment, for I was still recovering from the shock. He seemed so
human… it was hard to believe. I looked at the robot… no, at Rock, and finally stammered, "It is nice
to meet you, Rock."
"You're pretty," he said, and I blushed profusely, causing Grandfather to laugh again. Rock
seemed confused by this, and just shrugged as he continued to look at me.
"What about you?" I said to the red robot. "Do you have a name?"
"Zero," he said. "Just Zero." And with that he stood and crossed his arms while looking away.
(AN: I know Zero was created by Wily, but not in this story, and there's no Roll here… she's too
annoying)
"Well now, Zero, Rock," Light began, "Now that you're here, we might as well show you where
you'll be staying. Sierra can show you the way!"
"Sure thing! This way, guys." They followed.
"Okay Rock, this is your room," I pointed through a door. "There's your stasis chamber for
sleeping" (I pointed to a large capsule) "your personal workstation" (a computer with a desk) "and a bar
with special food and drink for ya."
"Wow, it' really cool!" Rock said with his wide grin. "Thanks a lot, Sierra! Did you build it all?"
"Well," I replied with a slight blush, "Most of it, at least. If you ever need anything, I'm two
doors down, okay?"
"Okay." He walked in, and I shut the door so that he could explore.
"Your turn, Zero," I said to the red robot. He just looked at me with a stoic expression, arms
still crossed. I raised an eyebrow in puzzlement.
"How come you haven't changed out of your armor? Are your emotional circuits functioning all
right?"
"I am operating normally."
"Well…" I trailed off, not entirely convinced. Turning around, I walked to the next room and
beckoned to it. "This is your room. It's about the same as Rock's, except your capsule's a bit taller and
all…"
He didn't respond.
"So…" I began, not knowing what to say. "I guess I'll leave you to yourself now! Bye, Zero!"
Chapter One: Activation
This is an alternate universe fiction to some degree… I wanted to twist things around some!! ?
"Grandfather!" I called out as I got out of the aircar. An aging man with sparkling eyes emerged
from the doors of his home to greet me, arms opened wide in welcome. Dr. Light was a very friendly
man, and though he was often absorbed in his ingenious experiments with artificial intelligence, he always
made time for me.
I for the most part lived alone ever since Dr. Wily killed my parents to get back at Grandfather Light for
not joining in his evil plans. It's been difficult, but I find my way. Luckily I found that I had inherited skills
with machinery and robotics, so like today I would often come to help dear Grandfather with his robots.
It's been about four months since I had last come here, and my presence today is the result of
the completion of his first two robots. I ran a hand through my light brown hair to untangle the wind's
abuses, pulling long strands away from my grey-blue eyes.
"Sierra!" he exclaimed happily. "It's wonderful that you've made it! Please come in!" He
beckoned quickly, stepping back so that I could carry my suitcase inside as well. As usual the lab was
in disarray, with parts and tools scattered all over the place. I noted that some wires were hanging from
the ceilings, and one or two of them were setting of a spark or two. I grinned. If Grandfather Light
hadn't cleaned up since my last visit, it meant that something must have happened to where he could not
stop working at all.
Somehow sensing my amusement, he hurried over to the two lab tables at the end of the room.
"Ah, yes, I never realized that do much time had passed that I didn't tidy up… but I have splendid
news! The chips are complete!"
"They are?" I asked excitedly. "So that's why you've worked so hard! Are they ready to be
installed?"
"Yes! Yes, of course! I just wanted you to see it happen, being your blueprints…"
It had taken me a year to find a way to give the robots personalities, intelligence and emotions, and the
design lay within a complex brainchip that contained super-sensitive microcircuitry. However the
prototype had mysteriously disappeared with the original plans, so I had to start from scratch to
redesign and rebuild them. This time, the chips were supposed to intensify human reaction within the
robots, and give them a sense of concsience.
And now, these two robots were about to come alive. I took some hesitant steps towards the lab
tables, and gasped at the sight before me. On the left table was a robot in blue armor, with knee-high
blue metal boots, and a blue helmet with dormant red reserve power crystal sat next to a head with wild
brown hair. The eyes were closed as if in deep slumber, and I was struck by the realism of his features.
On the opposite table lay the other magnificent creation, a taller robot with long blond hair down
to its knees, and bright crimson armor covered a seemingly muscular form. This one's helmet, unlike the
blue one's, was red and white with hornlike protrusions at the top, perhaps to give it a somewhat
demonic or devilish air. The power stone was deep blue on this helmet, a sharp contrast to the blood
reds.
"I changed and improved some of their characteristics, and a quirk I added includes touching a
button on their wrists to morph their armor into normal human clothing. The only thing that would tell
them apart from normal humans are their boots, which are present at all times. I haven't quite figured out
how to fix that yet."
"Oh, don't worry, Grandfather," I reassured. "I am sure they will be wonderful. But do you think
that they are stong enough to beat Wily when he returns?"
"I should hope so. Are you ready to activate them, Sierra?"
"Yes, Grandfather." I tried to hide the eagerness in my voice, but it couldn't be contained. At
last, after all of our hard work… we could defend mankind from Wily's insanely destructive toys.
Gingerly I took the brainchips from a small container on one table, and inserted each one carefuly into a
slot in the robots' temples. As I stuck them in the opening sealed--- they were ready.
I punched a series of buttons on the console between the two tables. Instantly a soft whirring
and sequence of chirps began, and switched and controls lit up beneath my touch. Flipping a final
switch, I slammed on the button beneath it to send a fresh surge of power to the 'bots. I saw the bodies
shudder from the power, and Grandfather and I both held our breaths as their eyes shot open and they
cried out in surprise. Pulling a lever to shut down the power, I froze in amazement.
The blue one was already standing, his sapphire eyes scanning the messy lab in curious
confusion. The other one, the red one, stayed put by sitting on the table, and he seemed to look straight
at me with its piercing emerald optical circuits.
"Wonderful!" Light exclaimed. "They are functional! Hello there!" he said to them. They turned
their gazes to him quickly, and the blue one smiled.
"Hello," it said in a soft alto voice. "Are you our father?"
The old man laughed heartily at this question, but I didn't fail to notice the tear stinging his eye. I
understood how he felt… it reminded me as well of the family I'd lost to Wily.
"Yes, in a sense, I am," he answered finally. "I am Doctor Light, your creator. This is my
granddaughter, Sierra."
"Hello, Sierra. I am Mega Man, but you can call me Rock."
I couldn't speak for a moment, for I was still recovering from the shock. He seemed so
human… it was hard to believe. I looked at the robot… no, at Rock, and finally stammered, "It is nice
to meet you, Rock."
"You're pretty," he said, and I blushed profusely, causing Grandfather to laugh again. Rock
seemed confused by this, and just shrugged as he continued to look at me.
"What about you?" I said to the red robot. "Do you have a name?"
"Zero," he said. "Just Zero." And with that he stood and crossed his arms while looking away.
(AN: I know Zero was created by Wily, but not in this story, and there's no Roll here… she's too
annoying)
"Well now, Zero, Rock," Light began, "Now that you're here, we might as well show you where
you'll be staying. Sierra can show you the way!"
"Sure thing! This way, guys." They followed.
"Okay Rock, this is your room," I pointed through a door. "There's your stasis chamber for
sleeping" (I pointed to a large capsule) "your personal workstation" (a computer with a desk) "and a bar
with special food and drink for ya."
"Wow, it' really cool!" Rock said with his wide grin. "Thanks a lot, Sierra! Did you build it all?"
"Well," I replied with a slight blush, "Most of it, at least. If you ever need anything, I'm two
doors down, okay?"
"Okay." He walked in, and I shut the door so that he could explore.
"Your turn, Zero," I said to the red robot. He just looked at me with a stoic expression, arms
still crossed. I raised an eyebrow in puzzlement.
"How come you haven't changed out of your armor? Are your emotional circuits functioning all
right?"
"I am operating normally."
"Well…" I trailed off, not entirely convinced. Turning around, I walked to the next room and
beckoned to it. "This is your room. It's about the same as Rock's, except your capsule's a bit taller and
all…"
He didn't respond.
"So…" I began, not knowing what to say. "I guess I'll leave you to yourself now! Bye, Zero!"