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By Miss Marisa
Author's Note: This fanfiction was inspired by Ethan of Aidai's kick-ass Aladdin fanfic, "Can You Hear Them?". When you're finished reading this, please give it a look: http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=650899
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Rock stirred.
"He's waking up!" Someone exclaimed joyfully.
"Ugh…" Where am I?
"Oh my god, he's…he's waking up!" The same voice. Female. Rock had heard it somewhere before…a long, long time ago…who was it?
"Rock? Can you hear me?"
Someone squeezed his hand.
Rock's eyes fluttered open. A bright light was on top of him, he squinted at it as his eyes adjusted.
"Rock!" Someone reached down and hugged him tightly. "I thought…you were, but now you're…Oh god, thank you!" She sobbed into his shoulder.
He looked at her in confusion, trying to make out her face, who she was…a blur of black and peach was all he could see.
Why was his sight so blurry?
"Oh, Rock, say something!" The woman begged, both happy and sad at the same time.
"I…" He choked, finding it hard to talk. His throat was dry and sticky. "I…can't see."
"Here, you might want these." Someone chuckled, a man this time.
Rock could see a pair of hands placing…something…on his nose. He blinked as everything suddenly came into focus.
Glasses? Rock identified, more confused than before. Since when do I wear glasses?
"Oh god…I thought we were going to lose you!" The man's voice said with relief. "That car accident really did a number on you!"
"Car…accident?" Rock breathed. What was going on? Where was everybody? Dr. Light? Roll? Protoman? Hell, he'd be happy just to see Bass or Dr. Wily. At least their faces were familiar…
…these weren't.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Rock…I was so careless when I was driving." The woman sighed. "If you'd died…I'd never forgive myself…but now, you're okay…!" She hugged him tighter.
Rock wriggled from her grasp and pushed her to an arm's length away. The woman, staring at him with green eyes, was average height, and had wavy black hair.
She blinked at him in confusion. "Is something wrong?" She asked.
Rock ignored her and looked at the man next to the bed. Tall, somewhat muscular…blue eyes, brown hair with hints of gray.
He turned back to the woman.
"Who…are you?" He choked. He was thirsty. He needed water.
The woman's eyes went wide and she gasped, cupping her hands over her mouth. "Rock..." She breathed, taking hold of his shoulders. "Rock, don't you recognize me?!"
Rock shook his head.
"Oh…oh god…" She covered her face with her hands. "Oh god, this is all my fault…if I had just been watching the road, I'd…I…" She looked back at Rock. "Rock, listen to me. You have to remember me! You just…you just have to!" She was shivering, her eyes were overflowing with tears.
Rock only stared at her. "I…I'm sorry. I don't recognize you."
"Rock! It's me! Your mother!"
A wave of shock passed through Rock. No, this isn't right. I shouldn't be here. This shouldn't exist. Rock had never had a mother. He'd never had parents. He had been built, not born. The closest thing he ever had to a father was Dr. Light.
"I don't…" He paused, wondering if this would hurt 'mother' at all. "I don't have a mother…"
"Rock…you're being silly…" She paused, then smiled hopefully. "You're just kidding, right? You remember me, and your father…" She motioned toward the man. "…right?"
Rock shook his head. "I've never seen you before…"
"Rock…listen to me!" She cried. "I'm you're mother! This is your father! Your name is Rock! Got that?"
"I know my name…but I don't have parents." He murmured. "I was built, not born…"
"Built…?" The man, his 'father', raised an eyebrow. "Tell me, who, exactly, do you think you are?"
"I know who I am!" Rock spat. "I know where I'm supposed to be…and it's not here! Where am I?" He was getting angry. Sure, he felt sorry for these two, but…but still, there was no possible way this woman was telling the truth.
The man thought for a moment. Finally, he asked Rock, "Are you Mega Man?"
Rock's eyes went wide. "Yes! What…why am I here? What do you want?"
'Father' shook his head. 'Mother' only sighed.
"Now it's starting to make sense." The man murmured.
The woman nodded. "I never imagined…he must have hit his head in the crash."
Rock looked around. "What…? What are you talking about?" He hissed, "There was no crash! I..you've got the wrong guy! I'm not your son, I'm Mega Man!"
"Rock…I need you to listen to me." The man put his hand on Rock's shoulder. "You are not Mega Man. Mega Man is not real."
"Wh…what?" Rock blinked. "No! Shut up! I am real!"
"You are real." He nodded, "But Mega Man is not."
"I won't believe it!" Rock screamed, placing his hands over his ears. "I won't! I won't!"
'Father' strolled over to a closet at the other end of Rock's hospital room, and took out a backpack. "Your mother was taking you home from school," He explained. "You had this with you when the car crashed…luckily, it wasn't damaged, so this will all be easier to explain." He reached into the bookbag and pulled out a blue folder, tossing it into Rock's lap.
Rock only stared at it.
"Open it." Urged mother.
Rock opened the folder, which was nearly overflowing with drawings and writings. He picked up a story and began to read.
"Mega Man"by Rock Light
Rock read the title, recognizing his own handwriting.
"No." He whispered, reading on. It was his history. His life. Everything, down to the last detail. Looking at the sketches, he saw everyone; Dr. Light, Protoman, Roll, Bass, Wily, Cossack, Kalinka…
"No!" He repeated, hurling the folder across the room. "I won't believe it!"
"Rock!" Mother snapped, "Listen to me! Mega Man's nothing but a character! A hero you made up. You always write stories about him, and draw pictures, but he is not real!"
"NO!" Rock screamed. "NO NO NO NO NO!"
"Rock! This is reality. There are no evil scientists here. You don't fight evil. You're a normal, sixth grade boy – you read comics, and scifi books…your favorite author is Isaac Asimov, don't you remember?"
"NO-O-O!" He screamed again. "SHUT UP! LEAVE ME ALONE!"
Welcome to reality.
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