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are my intellectual property, and of course the plot of this story.
Prologue
"Your time is up, Wily. You have been allowed to live for far too long, now I shall put an end to that." The tall man, clad in a black trench coat, spoke as he stepped closer to the mad doctor.
Wily waved his hands wildly, the fear evident in his eyes. "No, no please. My creations never actually hurt anyone.I just made them to take over the world.please.don't kill me." He panicked and began stumbling backwards more quickly.
"True, your current creations have never hurt anyone, but I know what you made. That crimson robot.the wild one. I have confirmation on that. You made a robot that is capable of breaking the Rules. For that you must pay, and your creation destroyed." The man replied coolly, reaching beneath his coat and removing a gun from its holster.
"No no no no..please!" Wily begged as his hands fumbled behind his back, he was reaching for the emergency button. His assailant only laughed when he saw the attempt.
"Don't even bother, doctor." And the disgust that the man put into that last word was enough to even make Wily cringe. "I have a creation of my own, and he was more than enough to take on whatever Robot Masters you thought you had at your control. Give it up, this is your fate, just accept it." The man rose the gun and leveled the barrel chest level with the mad doctor.
Wily could only make a pathetic whimper as he watched the man raise the gun. "Please, please, look.I only made that new robot in reaction to Light." and then it hit him, his trump card, he had to play it now. "Yeah, that's it, Light has a robot just like my red one, you know. Yes.he gave that blue hunk of junk the same capabilities. The same processes.it is capable of free-thought as well, and it could also break the rules. Why don't you just let me alone, and go after him? I promise to destroy mine right away!" Wily fought to hold back a grin, he was good, this just might get him out of this situation.
"Nice try, Doctor. That only proves what kind of scum you are. Selling out your old friend like that to save your own hide.but don't worry, I've already taken care of Dr. Light. Thanks for the information though, it would have been useful if I was an idiot like yourself."
The color completely left Wily's face and he seemed to sink into himself. He wanted to say something, anything that would save him.but he couldn't find the words.
"That's a good boy, Doctor, just accept your fate." The man finally allowed his face to break from its stone appearance and crack into a wicked grin. "I know what you must be thinking. You're going to die, you know that, but you figure that with your new creation already hidden that is some way you may really win, right? Well, you're wrong. Light had hidden his as well.so I prepared a something for just such this occasion. Give me the frequency your crimson robot gives off."
"You're insane!" Wily spat, and it would have been humorous, hearing him say those words to someone else, had he not been absolutely correct. The man shook his head as if to say that Wily had made the wrong choice, then calmly dropped the sights of his gun and pulled the trigger. Wily screamed in pain as what was once his knee exploded in a flash of pain and rush of sound. He fell to the ground, sniveling, and the man with the gun walked closer. A feeling of despair rushed through Wily and at that moment, he knew that it truly was the end. "362 Delta." Wily whispered through his teeth, his hands clutching the bloody, torn remnants of his knee.
"Thank you." And then the man simply raised the gun, again adjusting his sights, this time on the cranium of the whispy haired madman. "Good bye, Doctor." He pulled the trigger, and for Wily, in that next split second, everything he had ever been, everything he had ever done became painfully clear.and then there was nothing.
A few hours later the man in the black trench coat was standing in the middle of a deserted field. He placed a black hat upon his head and then checked his watch, his left foot tapping the soft earth irritated. He hated to wait.
After what seemed to be a very long time, a hulking figure appeared on the horizon. After a few moments its form was clear. It was a robot. Outfitted in what looked to be heavy gauge armor, colored an awkward purple. The robot kept moving until it reached the man's side, and then bowed to him.
"About time." He sighed, and then shook his head. He extended his hand to the right and hit the button on a large containment capsule that stood there. The walls of glass slid up and the man glared at the robot. "Get in." Without a word the robot did as it was told and entered the container, fitting itself into place so that it would be secure during its hibernation. "Remember what I told you. The Rules must be adhered to. Any who defy the Rules must be destroyed. You had better not fail me." The robot nodded heavily and then the man hit another button, causing the glass walls to close. He then deactivated the robot, leaving only the barest minimum of resources to keep the unit functioning properly until it awoke.
The man then punched in both frequencies, the one he received from Light and the one from Wily. Even though those two were out of the way, their creations still existed, somewhere, waiting to be reactivated.and when that time came, his creation would be there, to finally put an end to any threat against humanity, and any other that may exist when it came out.
Prologue
"Your time is up, Wily. You have been allowed to live for far too long, now I shall put an end to that." The tall man, clad in a black trench coat, spoke as he stepped closer to the mad doctor.
Wily waved his hands wildly, the fear evident in his eyes. "No, no please. My creations never actually hurt anyone.I just made them to take over the world.please.don't kill me." He panicked and began stumbling backwards more quickly.
"True, your current creations have never hurt anyone, but I know what you made. That crimson robot.the wild one. I have confirmation on that. You made a robot that is capable of breaking the Rules. For that you must pay, and your creation destroyed." The man replied coolly, reaching beneath his coat and removing a gun from its holster.
"No no no no..please!" Wily begged as his hands fumbled behind his back, he was reaching for the emergency button. His assailant only laughed when he saw the attempt.
"Don't even bother, doctor." And the disgust that the man put into that last word was enough to even make Wily cringe. "I have a creation of my own, and he was more than enough to take on whatever Robot Masters you thought you had at your control. Give it up, this is your fate, just accept it." The man rose the gun and leveled the barrel chest level with the mad doctor.
Wily could only make a pathetic whimper as he watched the man raise the gun. "Please, please, look.I only made that new robot in reaction to Light." and then it hit him, his trump card, he had to play it now. "Yeah, that's it, Light has a robot just like my red one, you know. Yes.he gave that blue hunk of junk the same capabilities. The same processes.it is capable of free-thought as well, and it could also break the rules. Why don't you just let me alone, and go after him? I promise to destroy mine right away!" Wily fought to hold back a grin, he was good, this just might get him out of this situation.
"Nice try, Doctor. That only proves what kind of scum you are. Selling out your old friend like that to save your own hide.but don't worry, I've already taken care of Dr. Light. Thanks for the information though, it would have been useful if I was an idiot like yourself."
The color completely left Wily's face and he seemed to sink into himself. He wanted to say something, anything that would save him.but he couldn't find the words.
"That's a good boy, Doctor, just accept your fate." The man finally allowed his face to break from its stone appearance and crack into a wicked grin. "I know what you must be thinking. You're going to die, you know that, but you figure that with your new creation already hidden that is some way you may really win, right? Well, you're wrong. Light had hidden his as well.so I prepared a something for just such this occasion. Give me the frequency your crimson robot gives off."
"You're insane!" Wily spat, and it would have been humorous, hearing him say those words to someone else, had he not been absolutely correct. The man shook his head as if to say that Wily had made the wrong choice, then calmly dropped the sights of his gun and pulled the trigger. Wily screamed in pain as what was once his knee exploded in a flash of pain and rush of sound. He fell to the ground, sniveling, and the man with the gun walked closer. A feeling of despair rushed through Wily and at that moment, he knew that it truly was the end. "362 Delta." Wily whispered through his teeth, his hands clutching the bloody, torn remnants of his knee.
"Thank you." And then the man simply raised the gun, again adjusting his sights, this time on the cranium of the whispy haired madman. "Good bye, Doctor." He pulled the trigger, and for Wily, in that next split second, everything he had ever been, everything he had ever done became painfully clear.and then there was nothing.
A few hours later the man in the black trench coat was standing in the middle of a deserted field. He placed a black hat upon his head and then checked his watch, his left foot tapping the soft earth irritated. He hated to wait.
After what seemed to be a very long time, a hulking figure appeared on the horizon. After a few moments its form was clear. It was a robot. Outfitted in what looked to be heavy gauge armor, colored an awkward purple. The robot kept moving until it reached the man's side, and then bowed to him.
"About time." He sighed, and then shook his head. He extended his hand to the right and hit the button on a large containment capsule that stood there. The walls of glass slid up and the man glared at the robot. "Get in." Without a word the robot did as it was told and entered the container, fitting itself into place so that it would be secure during its hibernation. "Remember what I told you. The Rules must be adhered to. Any who defy the Rules must be destroyed. You had better not fail me." The robot nodded heavily and then the man hit another button, causing the glass walls to close. He then deactivated the robot, leaving only the barest minimum of resources to keep the unit functioning properly until it awoke.
The man then punched in both frequencies, the one he received from Light and the one from Wily. Even though those two were out of the way, their creations still existed, somewhere, waiting to be reactivated.and when that time came, his creation would be there, to finally put an end to any threat against humanity, and any other that may exist when it came out.