Rock didn't have anymore tears. He was sleeping until one day, the icon announced itself in a very rude-like manner.
"Hey, idiot. Pay attention to me. Your tear supply is nonexistent."
Rock's eyes snapped open. "Shit," he muttered. Tears were the only thing that really made him feel human. Tears…Tears were said to be only a human thing, but he had proven them wrong.
Forte's red eyes glowed in the darkness, but he didn't move whatsoever. Rock put on jeans and a t-shirt, and decided to leave the room. He opened the door, just to find that it was unlocked. He heeded Forte's warning, so he waited five minutes until he decided no one was coming. He looked around, hoping Forte was asleep. No signs of the two being awake, so he dashed through the door.
He was in a cold hotel room. "What the?" he asked. Not a hotel, but a seeming look alike. He realized this must have been where Wily's Robot Masters lived when he wasn't destroying them. He took a step down the hall. No one was awake, he decided, so he walked to the elevator and pressed the ground floor button. The elevator went downwards without any remorse.
Rock's heart pounded. He had gotten this far! Brilliant! He was going to be out of this hellhole once in for all! Why hadn't he done this sooner?
The door opened at the Ground Floor. He was smiling brightly. He walked out confident, and smacked right into Forte. He gasped, and then Forte transformed his Forte Buster. "Out for a night walk, were we?" Gospel growled beside him.
"How…" Rock asked, stepping back. "How could you…"
"Easy. That elevator is used for huge robots, like Gutsman or Hard man. It's slower." Forte started charging up. Gospel barred his teeth. Forte held the buster to Rock's head. "Since you are healthy enough to run, then you are healthy enough to fight. Prepare to die."
"Here?" Rock asked, looking around wildly. "Here?"
Forte pushed the teleporter on his armplate. The three were surrounded by woods. "Three…Two…"
Rock started running. A purple blast of energy hit a tree, causing it to snap in half behind him. He heard the transforming sequence of Gospelboost, and continued running.
"Rockman…I will finally end this…once and for all…"
Rock jumped up onto a treebranch to get a better view, hoping to find some place of civilization he could run to. All he could see was Gospelboost destroying trees needlessly. Soon, the Forte/Gospel creation would be upon him, and he wouldn't have a weapon to fight worth a damn.
"Dear Rockman, today I trashed your ass. It was really good. You withered and screamed and I drank your blood and everyone was happy. Even your sister. Love, Forte."