Losing Memories
A Rockman.EXE story by Kero Trigger
Authors note: Well, this is the second part I wrote instead of doing math homework. I'm afraid it isn't as good as the first part, but I've been told its worth reading. This chapter is full of spoilers about Rockman's past identity, but if you read the first part you should know that already.
Disclaimer: All characters copyright Capcom
Chapter 2: Saito's View
I wonder what life would be like if I hadn't died.
That sounds weird, I know, but I really do wonder. What would the world be like if Hikari Saito hadn't had a heart problem? What if he had lived past infancy, and had never become Rockman.EXE?
It's a lot of "what if"s, I know. But I truly wonder. I sometimes even wish to be out of this world of 1s and 0s, even for just a day, to live the life I was denied.
I would love to step outside and feel the sun warm my skin, feel the wind play with my hair. I would be able to be normal, I could run and play and have ice cream, and even wear clothes...
Would I dress like Netto? Would I even look like him?
Papa told me that I was Netto's identical twin before I died. I wonder if I was older or younger? Why don't I look like Netto anymore..?
Oh, I've gotten off track again. How embarasing.
If I had never become Rockman.EXE, would there still have been a WWW crisis? Who would have saved us if there had been?
If I had lived, would I still have the problems I have now?
Ever since that time I almost died again(And was revived by Saito.BAT, as well as Netto's feelings) things are so unclear. I can't remember as much as I used tom and I've even found myself acting like Netto once or twice.
He's forgetting things too.
We've both been having black outs in our memories, especially when I'm in a dire need of assistance in a NetBattle. I can't remember anything about the fight besides the fact I won somehow.
The others seemed scared of me.
I don't know why, and it bothers me because I should. I want to know why, but they won't tell me. They try to act like nothing is wrong, but I can tell they're afraid. The look in Roll-chan's eyes when she looks at me sends a chill down my spine, she's so frightened. I wish they would tell me what's happened...
But maybe, just maybe, I don't want to know.
A Rockman.EXE story by Kero Trigger
Authors note: Well, this is the second part I wrote instead of doing math homework. I'm afraid it isn't as good as the first part, but I've been told its worth reading. This chapter is full of spoilers about Rockman's past identity, but if you read the first part you should know that already.
Disclaimer: All characters copyright Capcom
Chapter 2: Saito's View
I wonder what life would be like if I hadn't died.
That sounds weird, I know, but I really do wonder. What would the world be like if Hikari Saito hadn't had a heart problem? What if he had lived past infancy, and had never become Rockman.EXE?
It's a lot of "what if"s, I know. But I truly wonder. I sometimes even wish to be out of this world of 1s and 0s, even for just a day, to live the life I was denied.
I would love to step outside and feel the sun warm my skin, feel the wind play with my hair. I would be able to be normal, I could run and play and have ice cream, and even wear clothes...
Would I dress like Netto? Would I even look like him?
Papa told me that I was Netto's identical twin before I died. I wonder if I was older or younger? Why don't I look like Netto anymore..?
Oh, I've gotten off track again. How embarasing.
If I had never become Rockman.EXE, would there still have been a WWW crisis? Who would have saved us if there had been?
If I had lived, would I still have the problems I have now?
Ever since that time I almost died again(And was revived by Saito.BAT, as well as Netto's feelings) things are so unclear. I can't remember as much as I used tom and I've even found myself acting like Netto once or twice.
He's forgetting things too.
We've both been having black outs in our memories, especially when I'm in a dire need of assistance in a NetBattle. I can't remember anything about the fight besides the fact I won somehow.
The others seemed scared of me.
I don't know why, and it bothers me because I should. I want to know why, but they won't tell me. They try to act like nothing is wrong, but I can tell they're afraid. The look in Roll-chan's eyes when she looks at me sends a chill down my spine, she's so frightened. I wish they would tell me what's happened...
But maybe, just maybe, I don't want to know.