Dr. Wily grinned as he looked over his newest creation in
anticipation. He tweaked the buster gun on it's arm. It was far more
powerful then that pathetic Mark 16 of Dr. Light's. He frowned as he
remembered the complications of making such a powerful weapon with his
limited technology. It was an incredible weapon, but it would burn itself
out eventually, becoming weaker and slower. However, it wasn't really much
of a problem since that would take at least 20 years.
Wily turned away then frowned and turned back. Counting on such things to last as long as they should had caused him to lose a few times before. It never hurt to have a back-up plan. Carefully he opened a small compartment in the back of the robot and placed in one of his other newest inventions, a beam saber. If worse came to worse, he had given his masterpiece the knowledge to use this weapon.
Wily smiled as he slid the compartment closed. The time was quite close now. Very, very close indeed..
Bass screamed in frustration as he blew away more of Wily's ridiculous junk robots. He'd failed AGAIN, just like he always did, every single time. "WHY CAN'T I BEAT THAT STUPID ROBOT?! I'M SUPERIOR IN EVERY WAY!!" His eyes glazed as he blasted another bots, thinking back to what ProtoMan, the strange red robot, had said when destroying Wily's plans for a 'King II'.
'Bass, you just fight for the sake of winning. You can never defeat MegaMan like that. He has something that you don't.'
'What's that?!' Bass had snarled.
ProtoMan had sighed and simply smirked. 'Something to protect.' He had stated simply before teleporting away.
Bass shook his head. That was ridiculous! What did protecting something have to do with winning the fight?! The whole point of a battle was to be victorious, to dominate the other combatant, to prove your superiority! Defending someone would only be a distraction, a crutch, a WEAKNESS! Snarling, he began blowing the lab into little pieces.
*******
Wily grinned madly as he looked through his camera. It was time. Now was when his creation would prove it's superior strength. He pressed the button in front of him.
*******
The robot in the capsule awoke with a start. In confusion it took in it's surroundings. And had it's first thoughts. 'Who am I?' Followed immediately by an answer he provided for himself. 'Zero.' Then another thought 'What is my purpose?' followed by it's own answer, 'Kill.' An insane expression came into being on Zero's face as he punched his way out. Kill. it sounded so. exhilarating.
AN: Whew, end of the FIRST STORY ARC!! WOOT! I'll be continuing this weather you like it or not, but feel free to review :D And my friend EB Minion is making a Manga out of this. And it rocks. I'll put it on a webpage soon as he finishes a chapter or something.
Wily turned away then frowned and turned back. Counting on such things to last as long as they should had caused him to lose a few times before. It never hurt to have a back-up plan. Carefully he opened a small compartment in the back of the robot and placed in one of his other newest inventions, a beam saber. If worse came to worse, he had given his masterpiece the knowledge to use this weapon.
Wily smiled as he slid the compartment closed. The time was quite close now. Very, very close indeed..
Bass screamed in frustration as he blew away more of Wily's ridiculous junk robots. He'd failed AGAIN, just like he always did, every single time. "WHY CAN'T I BEAT THAT STUPID ROBOT?! I'M SUPERIOR IN EVERY WAY!!" His eyes glazed as he blasted another bots, thinking back to what ProtoMan, the strange red robot, had said when destroying Wily's plans for a 'King II'.
'Bass, you just fight for the sake of winning. You can never defeat MegaMan like that. He has something that you don't.'
'What's that?!' Bass had snarled.
ProtoMan had sighed and simply smirked. 'Something to protect.' He had stated simply before teleporting away.
Bass shook his head. That was ridiculous! What did protecting something have to do with winning the fight?! The whole point of a battle was to be victorious, to dominate the other combatant, to prove your superiority! Defending someone would only be a distraction, a crutch, a WEAKNESS! Snarling, he began blowing the lab into little pieces.
*******
Wily grinned madly as he looked through his camera. It was time. Now was when his creation would prove it's superior strength. He pressed the button in front of him.
*******
The robot in the capsule awoke with a start. In confusion it took in it's surroundings. And had it's first thoughts. 'Who am I?' Followed immediately by an answer he provided for himself. 'Zero.' Then another thought 'What is my purpose?' followed by it's own answer, 'Kill.' An insane expression came into being on Zero's face as he punched his way out. Kill. it sounded so. exhilarating.
AN: Whew, end of the FIRST STORY ARC!! WOOT! I'll be continuing this weather you like it or not, but feel free to review :D And my friend EB Minion is making a Manga out of this. And it rocks. I'll put it on a webpage soon as he finishes a chapter or something.