Author's Notes: This is a short chapter, and I'm trying get back into the swing of things (constant writing). So, I figured I'd upload now so that I A) have someplace to start with the next fic and B) feel like I've done something. Oh well, hope you enjoy this installment.
On another note, those of you who watch Dragon Ball Z (They use it every episode) or Slayers (Xelloss is the only one, and he makes it look better than Goku ever could), or even that weird Sonic anime should get what I mean during the fight with Bass and Rock.
Chapter Four:
Casualties of War.
The sun shone down on the grassy hill that gently sloped downwards. Beyond the end of the hill was a large expanse of even ground, dotted with trees, before the ground started to slope upward again.
And in this place, a natural haven of nature, rested the home of the worlds most respected robotics engineer.
"Of course," Bass mused, "It'd be so much more fun if the place was reduced to a smoldering hole."
He was perched on a branch of a tall tree, twenty feet in above the ground, looking like some ancient gargoyle. The black wings that came with the fusion between him and Treble enhanced the effects, as did the row of spikes across his helmet and down the mid part of his back.
He grinned sadistically as he looked at the lab, vaguely making out the small red form sitting on the roof. He licked one long incisor tooth while musing over the problem posed by Blues.
He was the one being on the planet that Bass truly feared. He had been in King's throne room when Blues was wounded, and had used the Big Bang Strike.
A shudder went down his spine, a completely unnoticed reaction, and one caused by being a bioroid. The raw power had been horrible. The effect . . . Blues had blown away a trillium shield. Something that shouldn't be possible.
It didn't take much imagination for Bass to realize what would happen if he was the target of the blast.
"So I won't let him hit me."
His attention was suddenly grabbed by something moving towards the house.
***
She was probably acting the fool coming here, with a basket of flowers, no less. But if felt like something she had to do.
The girl, fairly pretty with her long, blonde hair and blue eyes, walked towards the imposing lab. Her little brother had been at the mall at the time of the fight, and Mega Man had saved him. She felt like she should do something out of gratitude.
Every step made her feel like a fool. What use would a robot have for flowers? She cursed herself for this entire idea. She was fifteen, and shouldn't be doing such foolish things.
"Melody Melody Melody," she scolded herself. "You're acting like a child."
She continued to mentally brow beat herself every step of the way, but that didn't seem to change her course at all.
Oh well. Maybe he liked flowers?
***
"Too good."
Those were the only words Bass could think of to describe this situation. It was too good. Too perfect.
Too easy.
He was literally handed a hostage. The fates must be smiling on him today. Either that, or this was going to turn around and smack him in the face.
Of course, he was never known for caution.
He dropped out of the tree he had been perched in, landing silently on the ground, and knelt down. The grass was tall enough that he was mostly concealed, and began to creep toward the slow moving girl, using her constant chatter as a beacon.
"Gah. What am I doing here? I'm a fool . . ." The girl stopped, sighing. "But, it's a nice thing to do. I mean, on the news and all, he doesn't get a lot of recognition . . ."
Just keep talking, Bass thought. This girl was a nuisance even if she wasn't useful as a hostage. He'd probably kill her out of spite, he thought with a smirk.
She was only ten feet away, a distance Bass could cover in under a second.
***
"I wonder what she's up to," Blues spoke out loud as he watched the human girl walk towards the lab, from his vantage point on the large wall that surrounded the lab proper. The girl was wearing a white jump suit, and her hair and eyes reminded him of Roll. She was a little bit older looking than Roll, but similar enough that Blues realized that his father had probably worked hard to build his sister to look just like a preteen girl.
And the girl was carrying flowers, of all things.
"New one on me," the red raider said with a smirk. He was in as close to street clothes as he got, meaning a pair of jeans and a red tank top, black boots covering his feet, and his eyes covered in a pair of sunglasses.
He looked at the sky, seeing a bird fly over head, and smiled. Probably a fan girl or something, for Rock. He laughed at the thought. Then, suddenly, his humorous inner monologue was cut short.
By a scream.
***
She screamed the instant something cold and hard wrapped around her throat, pulling her back and off the ground. She was a short girl, and whatever was holding her was holding her about a foot off the ground.
Her scream met a quick end when whatever had her by the neck pushed down, cutting off her air. She kicked, trying to get loose from the thing's grip. Her thrashing got her no where, and she stopped the instant she hit something.
Something hard and metal. She gasped, or tried to, but the effort only made her lack of air worse. Her eyes started to close; she realized she was being strangled to death.
And suddenly, her eyes flicked open as something bright and hot flew past her.
***
"Get Rock up," had been Blues's order to Roll, when she saw him jump the wall and use his armor recall. So, following her brother's instructions, she dashed into the lab, where Rock was sitting on the table he had been lying on a few hours before, stretching and rubbing the places where new skin was. The new artificial skin was a few tones lighter than the rest, as it hadn't been exposed to sunlight, and so created an odd scar effect.
Rock looked up at his sister when she came into the room, and frowned at her words. "Blues left the lab suddenly, I thought I heard someone scream, and he told me to get you . . . "
Even now, Rock had to admit the programming on the plain robot was amazing. She sounded just like a girl who had been told to do something and had run to do it, spitting out the message as quickly as possible.
Of course, if something was going on, he should be up and not remarking on the programming of his sister. Following his own advice, he stood, but nearly fell.
"Great," he muttered as he found his center of balance. "I'm still weak."
He sighed, and took a few unsteady steps, before making a mad dash out of the room. Hopefully, he wouldn't fall.
***
When she hit the ground, hard, she started to breath again, sucking in great gulps of life giving oxygen. After she was sure she wasn't going to pass out, she opened her eyes.
She stared at what she saw. The one in red was Proto Man, or at least, that's what the news called him. But that other one, the one in black, the one glowing so oddly, was unknown to her.
"Leave the human alone, Bass," Proto Man snarled, letting loose a blast at the black, winged robot, which dodged.
"Oooh, hit a nerve, have I? Both you and your brother have that sickening love of humans, then? Pity, I thought better of you." The robot, Bass, let loose a blast of energy that spiraled around, and got around Proto Man's shield, sending the red raider to the ground.
Bass jumped, wings stretching, and he flew backwards. Toward her, she realized.
She turned around, starting to run, but strong, cold hands grabbed her by the throat, pulling her around. Once she was reoriented, she saw Proto Man standing , aiming the end of his weapon at her. Or, rather, what was behind her.
Bass tightened his grip on her neck. "Go ahead, shoot me. Even if you hit me, I'll crush her neck."
Her eyes widened. Bass was using her as a shield. Well, at least he wasn't choking her as much this time. From somewhere behind her, she heard a whining sound.
Suddenly, her world shook. She was thrown forward, and Bass on top of her. The latter got up, spinning around.
"There you are . . . So happy you could join us."
She got up, staring at what had knocked Bass down as she backpedaled.
Mega Man stood there, Buster extended, looking pretty ragged in the face, but otherwise fine.
For some reason, the realization that her flowers had been stepped on by the demon looking robot made her slightly sad.
***
"Now, we can get this started!" Bass yelled as a purple aura covered him, and a wave of energy cascaded from outstretched hands.
Rock yelled, bracing himself, and charging his buster. He could take Bass, even like this. If he was at peak condition . . .
But Blues had more concerns than his brother. While Rock could take whatever Bass could dish out, the girl would be vapor in a second if that wave hit her. He started to dash, an aura of energy covering him.
To his eyes, hidden behind a visor, the wave of energy was painfully slow. He reached the girl in a split second, aura dying down as he got his footing. The wave hit his extended shield, and was repelled.
"Good, he's still not strong enough too. . . " His murmur was cut off by his brother landing behind him.
"He doesn't have the Evil Energy with him, does he?" the blue bomber asked his older brother, who shook his head.
"Good. I can take it from here, I think. Get this girl to safety, you can move faster than I can." That was an understatement. "I'll deal with Bass here. See if there's a Rush Adapter that's still working around the lab, and if so, send Rush out here, okay?" Blues nodded, and waited for the wave of energy to die down.
The instant he dropped his shield, he dashed, grabbing the girl, and all but flying towards the base.
"These energy powers are good for something," he said with a smirk.
***
Rock got his footing in the wrecked ground. Bass's energy blast had burned the grass away, leaving dry earth and ashes for a good ten meters.
"Cheater," he smirked, charging his buster.
"You mean Treble?" he said with a smirk, raising his buster and letting loose a large blast of purple energy.
"Ha!" A blast of pure white energy cascaded out of Rock's buster, canceling out Bass's shot. "Yes, I mean Treble."
"Too bad for you." He let loose a beam, instead of a blast, and scored a hit on Rock's shoulder.
"Gah!" It hurt like . . . Rock shook his head. It would heal, and it hadn't hit anything too major. He rotated the shoulder, making sure the joint still worked. "Yeah. I'll remember that when Blues gets back."
Bass's smirk wavered. "I'll just have to kill you before then!" And he got ready to dash towards Rock.
Rock blinked as he was thrown to the ground, as if something had run into him. His inner body was damaged, but healing was already under way. From his vantage point of flat on his back, he scanned the sky for Bass. "What was that. . . ?"
Bass appeared, showing up gradually to his sight, as if he was appearing out of some other plane of existence, flying in the air.
***
Roll was standing in the garden outside the main building of the lab, looking at the direction Blues had dashed off two, when she heard two sounds.
A girl, screaming like she was on a roller coaster, and a whirling of energy.
Another sound caught up with her, of something very un-areodynamic jumping into the air, and she saw Blues, carrying a girl in his arms, jump over the wall and land, covered in a blue aura.
When her older brother landed and dropped the screaming girl on the ground, she had only a few seconds to make out his quick command of "Quick,takecareofthisgirlRockisprobablygettingschooledbyBass,seeifthere'saRushPowerAdaptorlayingaroundandsendittoRock!" before her brother turned, and, still covered in the aura, jumped the wall.
Roll bent down, studying the girl who appeared to be scared out of her mind. She smiled.
"Don't worry, he's always like that." Her nice phrase didn't seem to help the girl any, so she went to find Doctor Light and any Rush Adaptors.
***
Bass hadn't mean to clothesline Rock, but hey. Wily's new upgrade made him faster when he used his dash, and it seemed to work. He would just need to make sure he didn't deplete his energy doing it, and that he could control the intense speeds.
"I've got you now, Rock!"
***
Bass's taunt fell on deaf ears as Rock got onto his feet. Keen eyes studies Bass. . . One instant, he was there, floating in the air. He acted like he was getting ready to dash, like he would on the ground. Then, he seemed to fade from view with a sound of air filling the space he was once in, and the next, Rock was on his back and Bass was reappearing in the air.
"Okay, got it! Nice trick. . ." He hopped to his feet, a plan forming in his mind, and taking a battle stance. Quick Man had done the exact same thing. He wasn't disappearing and reappearing, he was just moving too fast for his eyes to see.
However, speed was a disadvantage too. He pulled back one hand. Bass would attack from the front, or at least, Rock hoped he would.
Bass got ready to dash, and Rock swung his fist with all his strength. Before he got halfway done with the swing, Bass vanished, and Rock felt his fist connect with something hard as Bass seemed to phase into existence right on front of him.
"Thank you, bastard son of Quick Man and Shade Man," he said with a smirk as he grabbed Bass by the throat. "Now, no matter how fast you move, you're staying right here. . . " Actually, that was a probable lie. If Bass could get a large enough push, he could escape. But it was a mental game.
***
Blues was almost to his brother, who had apparently taken Bass to school instead of vice-versa, when the clouds began to storm up. In the brief few seconds before he reached Rock, the clouds were big, black, and thundering.
"What in the name of Duo . . .?" Rock and Bass both looked up, shocked, and when Blues reached them, a bolt of thunder hit the ground, jarring them and sending them flying.
"Just great!" He should have had his shield out, he thought, before he was sent rolling head over heels on the ground.
---
Hey guys, Rock here! The author is too lazy to do previews, so he's letting us take turns doing it. He said something about how it would make it seem more anime like before he went back to searching his hard drive for music . . . Sigh.
Well, anyway, in the next chapter, (whenever the author updates it Bass and I stop fighting the instant we realize that there's a bigger fish to fry - and I do mean fry! And, also, we run into the guy who's been making the freaky storms. Bass, being the arrogant idiot that he is, decides to get into an air battle with no other than Jupiter, the StarDroid of the Sky!
Blues and I would help out, since we've fought the StarDroids before, but we've got our hands full with the double threat of Enker and Punk! Wow, if Ballade was here, all of the worthwhile Mega Man Destroyers would be assembled . . .
Hey, wait a minute. Bass doesn't know that the StarDroids are unaffected by energy attacks, and he doesn't have enough physical strength to hurt one! Oh, man, I hope he realizes it and doesn't just keep blasting him.
Times like this, I really wish Duo was around.
So, wait patiently (or e-mail demands for updates. That really works as a motivator, I'm serious) for the next Chapter, "Problems from Space"!
On another note, those of you who watch Dragon Ball Z (They use it every episode) or Slayers (Xelloss is the only one, and he makes it look better than Goku ever could), or even that weird Sonic anime should get what I mean during the fight with Bass and Rock.
Chapter Four:
Casualties of War.
The sun shone down on the grassy hill that gently sloped downwards. Beyond the end of the hill was a large expanse of even ground, dotted with trees, before the ground started to slope upward again.
And in this place, a natural haven of nature, rested the home of the worlds most respected robotics engineer.
"Of course," Bass mused, "It'd be so much more fun if the place was reduced to a smoldering hole."
He was perched on a branch of a tall tree, twenty feet in above the ground, looking like some ancient gargoyle. The black wings that came with the fusion between him and Treble enhanced the effects, as did the row of spikes across his helmet and down the mid part of his back.
He grinned sadistically as he looked at the lab, vaguely making out the small red form sitting on the roof. He licked one long incisor tooth while musing over the problem posed by Blues.
He was the one being on the planet that Bass truly feared. He had been in King's throne room when Blues was wounded, and had used the Big Bang Strike.
A shudder went down his spine, a completely unnoticed reaction, and one caused by being a bioroid. The raw power had been horrible. The effect . . . Blues had blown away a trillium shield. Something that shouldn't be possible.
It didn't take much imagination for Bass to realize what would happen if he was the target of the blast.
"So I won't let him hit me."
His attention was suddenly grabbed by something moving towards the house.
***
She was probably acting the fool coming here, with a basket of flowers, no less. But if felt like something she had to do.
The girl, fairly pretty with her long, blonde hair and blue eyes, walked towards the imposing lab. Her little brother had been at the mall at the time of the fight, and Mega Man had saved him. She felt like she should do something out of gratitude.
Every step made her feel like a fool. What use would a robot have for flowers? She cursed herself for this entire idea. She was fifteen, and shouldn't be doing such foolish things.
"Melody Melody Melody," she scolded herself. "You're acting like a child."
She continued to mentally brow beat herself every step of the way, but that didn't seem to change her course at all.
Oh well. Maybe he liked flowers?
***
"Too good."
Those were the only words Bass could think of to describe this situation. It was too good. Too perfect.
Too easy.
He was literally handed a hostage. The fates must be smiling on him today. Either that, or this was going to turn around and smack him in the face.
Of course, he was never known for caution.
He dropped out of the tree he had been perched in, landing silently on the ground, and knelt down. The grass was tall enough that he was mostly concealed, and began to creep toward the slow moving girl, using her constant chatter as a beacon.
"Gah. What am I doing here? I'm a fool . . ." The girl stopped, sighing. "But, it's a nice thing to do. I mean, on the news and all, he doesn't get a lot of recognition . . ."
Just keep talking, Bass thought. This girl was a nuisance even if she wasn't useful as a hostage. He'd probably kill her out of spite, he thought with a smirk.
She was only ten feet away, a distance Bass could cover in under a second.
***
"I wonder what she's up to," Blues spoke out loud as he watched the human girl walk towards the lab, from his vantage point on the large wall that surrounded the lab proper. The girl was wearing a white jump suit, and her hair and eyes reminded him of Roll. She was a little bit older looking than Roll, but similar enough that Blues realized that his father had probably worked hard to build his sister to look just like a preteen girl.
And the girl was carrying flowers, of all things.
"New one on me," the red raider said with a smirk. He was in as close to street clothes as he got, meaning a pair of jeans and a red tank top, black boots covering his feet, and his eyes covered in a pair of sunglasses.
He looked at the sky, seeing a bird fly over head, and smiled. Probably a fan girl or something, for Rock. He laughed at the thought. Then, suddenly, his humorous inner monologue was cut short.
By a scream.
***
She screamed the instant something cold and hard wrapped around her throat, pulling her back and off the ground. She was a short girl, and whatever was holding her was holding her about a foot off the ground.
Her scream met a quick end when whatever had her by the neck pushed down, cutting off her air. She kicked, trying to get loose from the thing's grip. Her thrashing got her no where, and she stopped the instant she hit something.
Something hard and metal. She gasped, or tried to, but the effort only made her lack of air worse. Her eyes started to close; she realized she was being strangled to death.
And suddenly, her eyes flicked open as something bright and hot flew past her.
***
"Get Rock up," had been Blues's order to Roll, when she saw him jump the wall and use his armor recall. So, following her brother's instructions, she dashed into the lab, where Rock was sitting on the table he had been lying on a few hours before, stretching and rubbing the places where new skin was. The new artificial skin was a few tones lighter than the rest, as it hadn't been exposed to sunlight, and so created an odd scar effect.
Rock looked up at his sister when she came into the room, and frowned at her words. "Blues left the lab suddenly, I thought I heard someone scream, and he told me to get you . . . "
Even now, Rock had to admit the programming on the plain robot was amazing. She sounded just like a girl who had been told to do something and had run to do it, spitting out the message as quickly as possible.
Of course, if something was going on, he should be up and not remarking on the programming of his sister. Following his own advice, he stood, but nearly fell.
"Great," he muttered as he found his center of balance. "I'm still weak."
He sighed, and took a few unsteady steps, before making a mad dash out of the room. Hopefully, he wouldn't fall.
***
When she hit the ground, hard, she started to breath again, sucking in great gulps of life giving oxygen. After she was sure she wasn't going to pass out, she opened her eyes.
She stared at what she saw. The one in red was Proto Man, or at least, that's what the news called him. But that other one, the one in black, the one glowing so oddly, was unknown to her.
"Leave the human alone, Bass," Proto Man snarled, letting loose a blast at the black, winged robot, which dodged.
"Oooh, hit a nerve, have I? Both you and your brother have that sickening love of humans, then? Pity, I thought better of you." The robot, Bass, let loose a blast of energy that spiraled around, and got around Proto Man's shield, sending the red raider to the ground.
Bass jumped, wings stretching, and he flew backwards. Toward her, she realized.
She turned around, starting to run, but strong, cold hands grabbed her by the throat, pulling her around. Once she was reoriented, she saw Proto Man standing , aiming the end of his weapon at her. Or, rather, what was behind her.
Bass tightened his grip on her neck. "Go ahead, shoot me. Even if you hit me, I'll crush her neck."
Her eyes widened. Bass was using her as a shield. Well, at least he wasn't choking her as much this time. From somewhere behind her, she heard a whining sound.
Suddenly, her world shook. She was thrown forward, and Bass on top of her. The latter got up, spinning around.
"There you are . . . So happy you could join us."
She got up, staring at what had knocked Bass down as she backpedaled.
Mega Man stood there, Buster extended, looking pretty ragged in the face, but otherwise fine.
For some reason, the realization that her flowers had been stepped on by the demon looking robot made her slightly sad.
***
"Now, we can get this started!" Bass yelled as a purple aura covered him, and a wave of energy cascaded from outstretched hands.
Rock yelled, bracing himself, and charging his buster. He could take Bass, even like this. If he was at peak condition . . .
But Blues had more concerns than his brother. While Rock could take whatever Bass could dish out, the girl would be vapor in a second if that wave hit her. He started to dash, an aura of energy covering him.
To his eyes, hidden behind a visor, the wave of energy was painfully slow. He reached the girl in a split second, aura dying down as he got his footing. The wave hit his extended shield, and was repelled.
"Good, he's still not strong enough too. . . " His murmur was cut off by his brother landing behind him.
"He doesn't have the Evil Energy with him, does he?" the blue bomber asked his older brother, who shook his head.
"Good. I can take it from here, I think. Get this girl to safety, you can move faster than I can." That was an understatement. "I'll deal with Bass here. See if there's a Rush Adapter that's still working around the lab, and if so, send Rush out here, okay?" Blues nodded, and waited for the wave of energy to die down.
The instant he dropped his shield, he dashed, grabbing the girl, and all but flying towards the base.
"These energy powers are good for something," he said with a smirk.
***
Rock got his footing in the wrecked ground. Bass's energy blast had burned the grass away, leaving dry earth and ashes for a good ten meters.
"Cheater," he smirked, charging his buster.
"You mean Treble?" he said with a smirk, raising his buster and letting loose a large blast of purple energy.
"Ha!" A blast of pure white energy cascaded out of Rock's buster, canceling out Bass's shot. "Yes, I mean Treble."
"Too bad for you." He let loose a beam, instead of a blast, and scored a hit on Rock's shoulder.
"Gah!" It hurt like . . . Rock shook his head. It would heal, and it hadn't hit anything too major. He rotated the shoulder, making sure the joint still worked. "Yeah. I'll remember that when Blues gets back."
Bass's smirk wavered. "I'll just have to kill you before then!" And he got ready to dash towards Rock.
Rock blinked as he was thrown to the ground, as if something had run into him. His inner body was damaged, but healing was already under way. From his vantage point of flat on his back, he scanned the sky for Bass. "What was that. . . ?"
Bass appeared, showing up gradually to his sight, as if he was appearing out of some other plane of existence, flying in the air.
***
Roll was standing in the garden outside the main building of the lab, looking at the direction Blues had dashed off two, when she heard two sounds.
A girl, screaming like she was on a roller coaster, and a whirling of energy.
Another sound caught up with her, of something very un-areodynamic jumping into the air, and she saw Blues, carrying a girl in his arms, jump over the wall and land, covered in a blue aura.
When her older brother landed and dropped the screaming girl on the ground, she had only a few seconds to make out his quick command of "Quick,takecareofthisgirlRockisprobablygettingschooledbyBass,seeifthere'saRushPowerAdaptorlayingaroundandsendittoRock!" before her brother turned, and, still covered in the aura, jumped the wall.
Roll bent down, studying the girl who appeared to be scared out of her mind. She smiled.
"Don't worry, he's always like that." Her nice phrase didn't seem to help the girl any, so she went to find Doctor Light and any Rush Adaptors.
***
Bass hadn't mean to clothesline Rock, but hey. Wily's new upgrade made him faster when he used his dash, and it seemed to work. He would just need to make sure he didn't deplete his energy doing it, and that he could control the intense speeds.
"I've got you now, Rock!"
***
Bass's taunt fell on deaf ears as Rock got onto his feet. Keen eyes studies Bass. . . One instant, he was there, floating in the air. He acted like he was getting ready to dash, like he would on the ground. Then, he seemed to fade from view with a sound of air filling the space he was once in, and the next, Rock was on his back and Bass was reappearing in the air.
"Okay, got it! Nice trick. . ." He hopped to his feet, a plan forming in his mind, and taking a battle stance. Quick Man had done the exact same thing. He wasn't disappearing and reappearing, he was just moving too fast for his eyes to see.
However, speed was a disadvantage too. He pulled back one hand. Bass would attack from the front, or at least, Rock hoped he would.
Bass got ready to dash, and Rock swung his fist with all his strength. Before he got halfway done with the swing, Bass vanished, and Rock felt his fist connect with something hard as Bass seemed to phase into existence right on front of him.
"Thank you, bastard son of Quick Man and Shade Man," he said with a smirk as he grabbed Bass by the throat. "Now, no matter how fast you move, you're staying right here. . . " Actually, that was a probable lie. If Bass could get a large enough push, he could escape. But it was a mental game.
***
Blues was almost to his brother, who had apparently taken Bass to school instead of vice-versa, when the clouds began to storm up. In the brief few seconds before he reached Rock, the clouds were big, black, and thundering.
"What in the name of Duo . . .?" Rock and Bass both looked up, shocked, and when Blues reached them, a bolt of thunder hit the ground, jarring them and sending them flying.
"Just great!" He should have had his shield out, he thought, before he was sent rolling head over heels on the ground.
---
Hey guys, Rock here! The author is too lazy to do previews, so he's letting us take turns doing it. He said something about how it would make it seem more anime like before he went back to searching his hard drive for music . . . Sigh.
Well, anyway, in the next chapter, (whenever the author updates it Bass and I stop fighting the instant we realize that there's a bigger fish to fry - and I do mean fry! And, also, we run into the guy who's been making the freaky storms. Bass, being the arrogant idiot that he is, decides to get into an air battle with no other than Jupiter, the StarDroid of the Sky!
Blues and I would help out, since we've fought the StarDroids before, but we've got our hands full with the double threat of Enker and Punk! Wow, if Ballade was here, all of the worthwhile Mega Man Destroyers would be assembled . . .
Hey, wait a minute. Bass doesn't know that the StarDroids are unaffected by energy attacks, and he doesn't have enough physical strength to hurt one! Oh, man, I hope he realizes it and doesn't just keep blasting him.
Times like this, I really wish Duo was around.
So, wait patiently (or e-mail demands for updates. That really works as a motivator, I'm serious) for the next Chapter, "Problems from Space"!
