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characters, nor am I profiting in any way, shape, or form by making this
fanfiction. In fact, I congratulate and praise Capcom for making a game
that used to be a sidescroller into a captivating RPG with an addictive
plot. I own Scorp.EXE, and all of the characters not created by Capcom in
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-------------------------------------------- Author's note: This fanfic starts before MMBN, then in the second chapter picks up after MMBN2. Additional changes in the timeline will be added as notes at the beginning of new chapters, plus credits for ideas and characters not already covered by the above disclaimer. Please read and review, and have fun!
It wasn't a dark and stormy night; in fact, the warm sunset colored Dentown in a rosy shade of red. Traffic flowed as usual, controlled by the automated crosswalks and traffic lights.
The Navi shop was just closing as the last three customers walked out. A little five year old was holding her mother's hand and holding her brand new PET complete with Navi in her other hand. The Navi was not anything special: first Navis are not usually the custom programmed ones.
Walking to the car was slightly difficult. The little girl wanted to concentrate on her new PET and not on where she was walking. Her father ended up picking up the girl and placing her on his shoulders. As the family reached their car a scientist smiled and waved cheerfully at them. Once safely buckled in, the happy family was on its way.
As anyone with a bit of sense about them knows that things are not always as they appear. And only a select few, like Miyu, can see hints of the future before they happen. A dark and stormy night can be the best evening in one's life. Sunsets can shine warmly upon disasters.
The cars are programmed to go along with traffic, and are regularly checked. This father thought it as one of his macho duties to jack in to check out the car's system with his Navi every night. This night the computerized car drove as well as usual. for a little while. The father's white knuckled grip on the steering wheel was not strong enough to turn it against the corrupt program's will. They crashed.
The car had plowed right into a corner shop. this shop was eventually rebuilt into the aforementioned spiritual Miyu's Antique Shop. The mother and father managed to escape with only some cuts and bruises. but the little girl was not so lucky.
The hospital was a cold place. The walls and metal equipment have no feelings or sense of time or life. The walls stay white, the equipment is stainless. The distressed parents' anxiety was thrown at the doctors and nurses, but the walls seemed to eat it up and replace it with a disturbing void.
The only sign of life in this still cold place was the weak heartbeat of the little girl. The blipping and bouncing green line on the black screen was the only thing to testify that something did have life in the hospital. For some reason, the little girl was feeling no pain. What hours she was able to be awake she wanted to spend with her new Navi and PET.
The doctors and nurses fit in very well with the hospital's environment. They knew the girl's condition was critical. And that was exactly what they said to the mother and father.
The flatline. Such a loud thing in a dead place. Oddly enough, the only thing that testified to life ultimately cried out death. The girl's parents rushed into the room. The doctors had just finished describing the situation, and now. Their little girl was smiling, eyes closed, PET still in her hand. The Navi was unsure of what had happened: simple Navis are not programmed with the complicated issues of emotions and death. However, they can recite the definition, verbatim, from their dictionary files. That was the last time the mother and father saw their little girl.
The body was missing. Her PET, too. The mother and father did not have the heart to argue with the hospital. A picture of the little girl was used for the funeral. Ultimately, however, the mother and father went on with their work and lives. Society is evil in that way.
The body was stolen. The PET, too. They were brought to a lab. The body was not a corpse. Life still beat. How? Why?
The girl was put on life support. Tubes in and out. Food in and out. Water in and out and wires. into her. Precise surgery. Extensive knowledge of the brain. Most would consider it impossible. But the girl was not a test. She was a final product of years of labor. She was to be SCORP.
Scientifically Created Organism Representation Program.
A wonderful Navi was made. A female. She looked rather small... but had the ability to grow. Data was put in. But the unnecessary and unwanted data of memories was taken out. However, it was not deleted. Whoever this mad scientist was, he could not bring himself to erase the remnants of the little girl's life. Perhaps there is honor among thieves.
The Navi Scorp did very well on her first mission. A bank robbery. The Navis and programs protecting it had no chance. Scorp's operator had a vast knowledge of chips.
The operator slid three chips in. Scorp's eyes gleamed as she recognized the advance.
"Life Sword Three!!" Most of the programs and Navis fell from the Life Sword, but some of the more agile ones had dodged backwards from the attack. One Navi decided to charge at Scorp.
Scorp's tail struck so fast a blink would have blocked out the attack. The blade sunk easily into the Navi's head. She jumped backwards to dodge the explosion as the Navi blew up.
She had now brought out her scorpion claws. Large, fast buster blasts came from them. They alternated in attack like an experienced gunner with two pistols would. Another program fell.
The remainders of the force protecting the bank were Navis with shields. Scorp dived in to get some attacks in with her tail. The Navis dropped their shields in hope of getting a hit in. Scorp smiled as a new advance was uploaded to her.
"Gater!" Chip data has no morals or thoughts. A program identical to Gateman appeared. Scorp thwacked his back with the butt of her tail. The lancers shout out with the force of a meteor coming to Earth.
Scorp retrieved the money data. She left a hidden program and a backdoor to collect more money over time.
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Years passed. The bank never needed to be robbed again. The program collected rounded off money data and Scorp retrieved the data for her master. What Scorp was used for otherwise was stealing information from labs and the Canter. Scorp grew visually older. and more developed.
But Scorp grew restless. The simple reconnescence, deleting, and go-getter jobs bore her. Boredom often leads to destructiveness. This boredom led Scorp to hacking into her operator's files when he was asleep. and found some old data. The old data seemed to have and almost lifelike and mysterious feel to it. Curious, Scorp inspected the data closer. The data left to her. And it melded into her. And Scorp remembered. Not everything, of course. Memories are too complicated to put on just one file. This file happened to show the day when a little girl got her first Navi. and a horrible car crash. and the man who stole her.his voice sounded so familiar. But it couldn't be.
Scorp's rage was a wildfire as she savagely hacked into the security camera. The data transferred to a hologram before her. And she saw and recognized her operator and captor's face as one and the same. Then Scorp's rage transformed into a plan. and she started programming furiously. It was one of the skills she had needed and gained from reconnecence and sabotage.
The next day was another "bank run". Scorp played along. until she warped through the back door. Her tail whipped out. The money staling program exploded. She retrieved the money data.
"What are you doing?!?" The operator raged. For the first time, Scorp noticed that he had the air of a mad man.
"You killed me." Scorp said coldly.
"What are you talking about?" A twinge of the truth quivered in his voice.
"You took my life, my memories..." Scorp prepared to use her program.
"THEY took my job, stole my life's work, that Dr. Hikari." If Scorp had bothered to listen past that she would have heard her former master bragging about Scorp being the sum of what he had worked on his entire life. Instead, she labeled the rest as pure hot air and carefully stored the name Dr. Hikari in her memory.
"You took MY LIFE!! Now I shall take yours!" Scorp roared. Her voice came out of the console's speakers distorted, inhuman, and hideous. Then the console spat out thunder at Scorp's former master. It shot painfully through his brain. It felt like his eyes were going to burst. Ultimately, the electricity found its way to his heart.
Scorp cursed at herself for not setting up something so she could watch her revenge rather than just listening to the anguished cries. Then Scorp wondered if she even had a human body anymore, what her name used to be, and if any more of her memory data still existed.
Scorp left the bank. Not a single program knew anything had happened. but the Center did find out that a Navi attacked an operator.
Some viruses are not as they seem. Scorp found an unoccupied payphone. with the exception of some mets. But they and Scorp both managed to live peacefully there. But Scorp still searched for her memories and for the reason why something so horrible happened to a little girl in Dentown.
-------------------------------------------- Author's note: This fanfic starts before MMBN, then in the second chapter picks up after MMBN2. Additional changes in the timeline will be added as notes at the beginning of new chapters, plus credits for ideas and characters not already covered by the above disclaimer. Please read and review, and have fun!
It wasn't a dark and stormy night; in fact, the warm sunset colored Dentown in a rosy shade of red. Traffic flowed as usual, controlled by the automated crosswalks and traffic lights.
The Navi shop was just closing as the last three customers walked out. A little five year old was holding her mother's hand and holding her brand new PET complete with Navi in her other hand. The Navi was not anything special: first Navis are not usually the custom programmed ones.
Walking to the car was slightly difficult. The little girl wanted to concentrate on her new PET and not on where she was walking. Her father ended up picking up the girl and placing her on his shoulders. As the family reached their car a scientist smiled and waved cheerfully at them. Once safely buckled in, the happy family was on its way.
As anyone with a bit of sense about them knows that things are not always as they appear. And only a select few, like Miyu, can see hints of the future before they happen. A dark and stormy night can be the best evening in one's life. Sunsets can shine warmly upon disasters.
The cars are programmed to go along with traffic, and are regularly checked. This father thought it as one of his macho duties to jack in to check out the car's system with his Navi every night. This night the computerized car drove as well as usual. for a little while. The father's white knuckled grip on the steering wheel was not strong enough to turn it against the corrupt program's will. They crashed.
The car had plowed right into a corner shop. this shop was eventually rebuilt into the aforementioned spiritual Miyu's Antique Shop. The mother and father managed to escape with only some cuts and bruises. but the little girl was not so lucky.
The hospital was a cold place. The walls and metal equipment have no feelings or sense of time or life. The walls stay white, the equipment is stainless. The distressed parents' anxiety was thrown at the doctors and nurses, but the walls seemed to eat it up and replace it with a disturbing void.
The only sign of life in this still cold place was the weak heartbeat of the little girl. The blipping and bouncing green line on the black screen was the only thing to testify that something did have life in the hospital. For some reason, the little girl was feeling no pain. What hours she was able to be awake she wanted to spend with her new Navi and PET.
The doctors and nurses fit in very well with the hospital's environment. They knew the girl's condition was critical. And that was exactly what they said to the mother and father.
The flatline. Such a loud thing in a dead place. Oddly enough, the only thing that testified to life ultimately cried out death. The girl's parents rushed into the room. The doctors had just finished describing the situation, and now. Their little girl was smiling, eyes closed, PET still in her hand. The Navi was unsure of what had happened: simple Navis are not programmed with the complicated issues of emotions and death. However, they can recite the definition, verbatim, from their dictionary files. That was the last time the mother and father saw their little girl.
The body was missing. Her PET, too. The mother and father did not have the heart to argue with the hospital. A picture of the little girl was used for the funeral. Ultimately, however, the mother and father went on with their work and lives. Society is evil in that way.
The body was stolen. The PET, too. They were brought to a lab. The body was not a corpse. Life still beat. How? Why?
The girl was put on life support. Tubes in and out. Food in and out. Water in and out and wires. into her. Precise surgery. Extensive knowledge of the brain. Most would consider it impossible. But the girl was not a test. She was a final product of years of labor. She was to be SCORP.
Scientifically Created Organism Representation Program.
A wonderful Navi was made. A female. She looked rather small... but had the ability to grow. Data was put in. But the unnecessary and unwanted data of memories was taken out. However, it was not deleted. Whoever this mad scientist was, he could not bring himself to erase the remnants of the little girl's life. Perhaps there is honor among thieves.
The Navi Scorp did very well on her first mission. A bank robbery. The Navis and programs protecting it had no chance. Scorp's operator had a vast knowledge of chips.
The operator slid three chips in. Scorp's eyes gleamed as she recognized the advance.
"Life Sword Three!!" Most of the programs and Navis fell from the Life Sword, but some of the more agile ones had dodged backwards from the attack. One Navi decided to charge at Scorp.
Scorp's tail struck so fast a blink would have blocked out the attack. The blade sunk easily into the Navi's head. She jumped backwards to dodge the explosion as the Navi blew up.
She had now brought out her scorpion claws. Large, fast buster blasts came from them. They alternated in attack like an experienced gunner with two pistols would. Another program fell.
The remainders of the force protecting the bank were Navis with shields. Scorp dived in to get some attacks in with her tail. The Navis dropped their shields in hope of getting a hit in. Scorp smiled as a new advance was uploaded to her.
"Gater!" Chip data has no morals or thoughts. A program identical to Gateman appeared. Scorp thwacked his back with the butt of her tail. The lancers shout out with the force of a meteor coming to Earth.
Scorp retrieved the money data. She left a hidden program and a backdoor to collect more money over time.
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Years passed. The bank never needed to be robbed again. The program collected rounded off money data and Scorp retrieved the data for her master. What Scorp was used for otherwise was stealing information from labs and the Canter. Scorp grew visually older. and more developed.
But Scorp grew restless. The simple reconnescence, deleting, and go-getter jobs bore her. Boredom often leads to destructiveness. This boredom led Scorp to hacking into her operator's files when he was asleep. and found some old data. The old data seemed to have and almost lifelike and mysterious feel to it. Curious, Scorp inspected the data closer. The data left to her. And it melded into her. And Scorp remembered. Not everything, of course. Memories are too complicated to put on just one file. This file happened to show the day when a little girl got her first Navi. and a horrible car crash. and the man who stole her.his voice sounded so familiar. But it couldn't be.
Scorp's rage was a wildfire as she savagely hacked into the security camera. The data transferred to a hologram before her. And she saw and recognized her operator and captor's face as one and the same. Then Scorp's rage transformed into a plan. and she started programming furiously. It was one of the skills she had needed and gained from reconnecence and sabotage.
The next day was another "bank run". Scorp played along. until she warped through the back door. Her tail whipped out. The money staling program exploded. She retrieved the money data.
"What are you doing?!?" The operator raged. For the first time, Scorp noticed that he had the air of a mad man.
"You killed me." Scorp said coldly.
"What are you talking about?" A twinge of the truth quivered in his voice.
"You took my life, my memories..." Scorp prepared to use her program.
"THEY took my job, stole my life's work, that Dr. Hikari." If Scorp had bothered to listen past that she would have heard her former master bragging about Scorp being the sum of what he had worked on his entire life. Instead, she labeled the rest as pure hot air and carefully stored the name Dr. Hikari in her memory.
"You took MY LIFE!! Now I shall take yours!" Scorp roared. Her voice came out of the console's speakers distorted, inhuman, and hideous. Then the console spat out thunder at Scorp's former master. It shot painfully through his brain. It felt like his eyes were going to burst. Ultimately, the electricity found its way to his heart.
Scorp cursed at herself for not setting up something so she could watch her revenge rather than just listening to the anguished cries. Then Scorp wondered if she even had a human body anymore, what her name used to be, and if any more of her memory data still existed.
Scorp left the bank. Not a single program knew anything had happened. but the Center did find out that a Navi attacked an operator.
Some viruses are not as they seem. Scorp found an unoccupied payphone. with the exception of some mets. But they and Scorp both managed to live peacefully there. But Scorp still searched for her memories and for the reason why something so horrible happened to a little girl in Dentown.