Disclaimer: I do not own Medabots or any of the characters from the
original manga. Horumarin owns Medabots. I own my characters and the plot
to this fanfic. You cannot sue me, my unusual happiness power will defeat
you, so neh. One last thing. There's a quote in here Rokusho says I that I
actually got from a manga Jedi-and gave me for my birthday. Rokusho does
actually say it in the manga so I'm just kinda reusing it. Try to guess
what it is! I think it's kinda obvious.
AN: Errgh! For those who are perhaps thinking along the same lines as I am, which I'm not sure after reading those reviews but I wasn't very pleased with the last chapter because it was WAY too OC and Mary Sue (meaning I featured it too much on Foxfire). I WILL try to feature it on the others like Rokusho or Metabee but it is in the Foxfire series so my apologies.
"No!"
"Foxfire!"
Foxfire and ran into the blast of Metabee's seeker missiles in order to keep Rokusho safe. The impact knocked her back into Rokusho, blowing him back as well.
The two landed on the ground with Foxfire clutching her stomach parts.
'Eighty-seven percent damage to main body. Function cease imminent.'
"Aaaggh." Foxfire flinched in pain. Oil leaking from her wound.
Metabee stood there frozen in shock. He had just shot Foxfire... He had SHOT her!
Rokusho got up and felt his head to hold back the pain he'd received from the blast. Besides a slight head-ache, he was completely fine. He was fine?
Rokusho looked down at himself and saw nothing worse then a few dirt marks. He saw the FOX type holding a large wound in her mid section.
So SHE had taken the hit? She had actually forced herself in front of the blast. He hadn't even seen her move in front. When the shot had came from the KBT's cannons, he expected to just dodge it and let it hit the trees behind him.
So why hadn't he? Something had obviously told him to take it. Something had obviously made him stay where he was.
And now that something was angry. Angry that the FOX had taken the shot. Angry with an almost sad rage. But the sad rage seemed almost stronger than his revenge rage.
Rokusho stood up and could see the KBT still shocked that he blasted his own friend. He mentally smirked. An idiot type was what he was. Possessing 'friends' was such a stupid lifestyle.
The white KWG's armor shone in the sunset's orange rays, glistening in a handsome and enlightening way. Almost heroic. But he was no hero. Not now. He was the villain of this fairy tale and in this story, there would be no hero.
Rokusho picked up Foxfire by her arm. She cried out in the pain. He inhaled the air, feeling such a sick joy in the sound of her pain. He hurled her towards a tree, smashing her up against it. Oil seeping out from her wound, leaving stains on the grass.
"Aaacck!"
"Foxfire!" Metabee had came back to reality. It was his turn to have the rage. He wasn't almost as angry about Foxfire being damaged, but the fact that Rokusho was winning and was on the verge of killing her.
"Rokusho, you have gone too FAR!" The KBT clenched his fists. "It's one thing hurting Foxfire, it's another thing attacking her while she's down. But making me WATCH you do it, it is TOO MUCH! You are goi-"
"No Metabee!"
"Hunh?" Metabee turned around and saw Ikki running up to him. His eyes were red. Metabee noticed that Erika was crying from the sight of Foxfire in such a state. Not to mention the way Rokusho was viciously attacking her.
"I don't.... I don't want you fighting Rokusho!" Ikki, for what was the first time Metabee had seen in his life, was scared. "You can't go up against somebody like Rokusho! Especially the way he's acting! He doesn't Robattle the way we do! He-"
"I what?" Rokusho cut in; the others looked his way, but not really wanting to. For he was bathed in Foxfire's oil. "I don't Robattle 'like you?' Do you even know the true meaning of combat? The exchange of blows. Wounding your opponent. Your opponent wounding you. It is neither beautiful nor enjoyable. It is not what you see trivialized in comic books."
Ikki held back more tears. "Robattling isn't like that though! It's meant to be fun and exciting! Not-"
"Not dangerous? Not horrifying? If what you mean for Robattling to be is simple punches and shots, you have no real talent as a Medafighter. And you," Rokusho averted his optics to Metabee," you have no real talent as a Medabot if you do not fight like it is a fight to death!"
"Look pal! I've had enough of your lecturing!" Metabee shouted. "And I ain't gonna take any insults about how *I* Robattle from some guy who hasn't even ACCEPTED a Robattle challenge from me!"
Foxfire regained her consciousness on the ground. Her head woozy and her sight blurred. She looked up and saw Rokusho standing in front of her. Metabee, who seemed angry about insults or something, was yelling him at.
She struggled to stand, luckily her leg parts were still fully functioning. She slid up against the tree for leaning support and took in some breaths. If she didn't die from more of Rokusho, she'd probably die from oil loss.
Rokusho heard Foxfire's movements behind him and rolled his optics.
"Why don't you DIE you stupid FOX?! Why can't you just give it up!?" Rokusho raised his Chanbara sword and sliced down in one quick strike.
Foxfire's optics shot open, now round little saucers. The others stood there in shock, gasping and holding hands to their mouths.
Oil flew from Foxfire's left shoulder. It sprayed all on the ground beneath and around her and Rokusho. The KWG type himself was stained with the oil from Foxfire's systems.
Her arm fell to the ground, completely disconnected from its wires and joints.
Foxfire screamed without a describable sound to fathom.
'Left arm not responding. Function cease.'
'Oil reserves failing. Function cease imminent.'
She fell back against the tree, even though she still remained standing, she held her shoulder where the arm should've been and tried to keep the oil in.
"You BASTARD!" Metabee shouted. He ran up to Rokusho and jumped onto his back, ringing him by the neck with his arm. True, the KBT wasn't usually one for bare fist combat, but he wanted Rokusho to cease his function from his own hands.
Rokusho wasn't expecting the sudden attack from behind so was vulnerable to Metabee's attack. Rokusho fell back with Metabee still choking him.
His rage was consuming him. He didn't care that Rokusho wasn't truly like this, and he didn't care that he could rid of his evil NOW just by grabbing the small device on his chest. All he cared about was making him suffer. Rokusho winced in pain but quickly knew a way to free himself. He did a somersault and pulled Metabee with him. He flung him over beside the unconscious FOX.
Of course it didn't stop Metabee. The golden KBT just got right back up and was heading back to Rokusho, but he was two steps ahead and punched square in the face with his hammer fist.
He flew back, even further than Foxfire had gone and was only stopped by the friction of the grass.
'87 percent damage to head.'
"Metabee!" Ikki cried out. His medabot in blind fury had gotten himself knocked down.
The KBT groaned in pain. His visor screen was cracked and one of his optic lights were out. He sat up and held his head, similar to how Rokusho had been earlier.
"Ooooh, my achin' tin pet."
Speaking on Rokusho, he was walking slowly over to Metabee, his Chanbara sword still coated in oil. He made his way over, Metabee still trying to process the pain that he felt in his head. He heard Rokusho from behind and looked up.
Once more, he raised his golden blades high in the air, ready to strike down.
"I don't think so." Metabee's one emerald green optic glared. Because he was looking up, his rocket cannons were aimed straight at Rokusho's legs.
"Rocket cannon!" He yelled before his horns shot out the rockets. Rokusho's legs got the full hit and gave out beneath him.
The Evil Rokusho was sent back a few meters. His leg armor had managed to keep them intact. But there was no way they were functional.
'100 percent damage to right leg, function cease.'
'100 percent damage to left leg, function cease.'
"All right! Wait to go Metabee!" Ikki and Erika cheered for their favorite KBT. But Metabee was far from done. He stood up and walked over to Rokusho.
He stopped in front of him, but not too close as to be victim of those blades.
"I'm thinkin' we should get those dulled." He said before aiming his right arm at Rokusho's arm. He shot down at the arm.
'20-45-75-100 percent damage to right arm, function cease.'
"Aaaggh!" Rokusho called out in pain as he felt his arm lose it's power. Metabee's optics grew harder as they glared at Rokusho.
The KBT let out a deep breath. He wanted so bad to just stomp on the 'bot insanely with rage, but he had to take in who was watching. His Medafighter, his friends, Foxfire.
He knew Foxfire wouldn't want Metabee to do something like that. He hadn't come this far to wind up with her mad at him again.
Metabee kneeled down; he put one hand on Rokusho's left arm to keep him from fighting him off, and reached over and grabbed the gadget on his chest.
"Man-this thing is REALLY-wedged on!" Metabee pulled back as hard as he could and finally felt it give way. But electric volts shot at his hand and attacked his circuits. "Aaachhkkk!" Metabee's optics twitched but he kept pulling.
To this day he still doesn't know when or how, but he got the device off of Rokusho's chest and fell back on the ground to rest him self.
AN: Hope you guys enjoyed that!
AN: Errgh! For those who are perhaps thinking along the same lines as I am, which I'm not sure after reading those reviews but I wasn't very pleased with the last chapter because it was WAY too OC and Mary Sue (meaning I featured it too much on Foxfire). I WILL try to feature it on the others like Rokusho or Metabee but it is in the Foxfire series so my apologies.
"No!"
"Foxfire!"
Foxfire and ran into the blast of Metabee's seeker missiles in order to keep Rokusho safe. The impact knocked her back into Rokusho, blowing him back as well.
The two landed on the ground with Foxfire clutching her stomach parts.
'Eighty-seven percent damage to main body. Function cease imminent.'
"Aaaggh." Foxfire flinched in pain. Oil leaking from her wound.
Metabee stood there frozen in shock. He had just shot Foxfire... He had SHOT her!
Rokusho got up and felt his head to hold back the pain he'd received from the blast. Besides a slight head-ache, he was completely fine. He was fine?
Rokusho looked down at himself and saw nothing worse then a few dirt marks. He saw the FOX type holding a large wound in her mid section.
So SHE had taken the hit? She had actually forced herself in front of the blast. He hadn't even seen her move in front. When the shot had came from the KBT's cannons, he expected to just dodge it and let it hit the trees behind him.
So why hadn't he? Something had obviously told him to take it. Something had obviously made him stay where he was.
And now that something was angry. Angry that the FOX had taken the shot. Angry with an almost sad rage. But the sad rage seemed almost stronger than his revenge rage.
Rokusho stood up and could see the KBT still shocked that he blasted his own friend. He mentally smirked. An idiot type was what he was. Possessing 'friends' was such a stupid lifestyle.
The white KWG's armor shone in the sunset's orange rays, glistening in a handsome and enlightening way. Almost heroic. But he was no hero. Not now. He was the villain of this fairy tale and in this story, there would be no hero.
Rokusho picked up Foxfire by her arm. She cried out in the pain. He inhaled the air, feeling such a sick joy in the sound of her pain. He hurled her towards a tree, smashing her up against it. Oil seeping out from her wound, leaving stains on the grass.
"Aaacck!"
"Foxfire!" Metabee had came back to reality. It was his turn to have the rage. He wasn't almost as angry about Foxfire being damaged, but the fact that Rokusho was winning and was on the verge of killing her.
"Rokusho, you have gone too FAR!" The KBT clenched his fists. "It's one thing hurting Foxfire, it's another thing attacking her while she's down. But making me WATCH you do it, it is TOO MUCH! You are goi-"
"No Metabee!"
"Hunh?" Metabee turned around and saw Ikki running up to him. His eyes were red. Metabee noticed that Erika was crying from the sight of Foxfire in such a state. Not to mention the way Rokusho was viciously attacking her.
"I don't.... I don't want you fighting Rokusho!" Ikki, for what was the first time Metabee had seen in his life, was scared. "You can't go up against somebody like Rokusho! Especially the way he's acting! He doesn't Robattle the way we do! He-"
"I what?" Rokusho cut in; the others looked his way, but not really wanting to. For he was bathed in Foxfire's oil. "I don't Robattle 'like you?' Do you even know the true meaning of combat? The exchange of blows. Wounding your opponent. Your opponent wounding you. It is neither beautiful nor enjoyable. It is not what you see trivialized in comic books."
Ikki held back more tears. "Robattling isn't like that though! It's meant to be fun and exciting! Not-"
"Not dangerous? Not horrifying? If what you mean for Robattling to be is simple punches and shots, you have no real talent as a Medafighter. And you," Rokusho averted his optics to Metabee," you have no real talent as a Medabot if you do not fight like it is a fight to death!"
"Look pal! I've had enough of your lecturing!" Metabee shouted. "And I ain't gonna take any insults about how *I* Robattle from some guy who hasn't even ACCEPTED a Robattle challenge from me!"
Foxfire regained her consciousness on the ground. Her head woozy and her sight blurred. She looked up and saw Rokusho standing in front of her. Metabee, who seemed angry about insults or something, was yelling him at.
She struggled to stand, luckily her leg parts were still fully functioning. She slid up against the tree for leaning support and took in some breaths. If she didn't die from more of Rokusho, she'd probably die from oil loss.
Rokusho heard Foxfire's movements behind him and rolled his optics.
"Why don't you DIE you stupid FOX?! Why can't you just give it up!?" Rokusho raised his Chanbara sword and sliced down in one quick strike.
Foxfire's optics shot open, now round little saucers. The others stood there in shock, gasping and holding hands to their mouths.
Oil flew from Foxfire's left shoulder. It sprayed all on the ground beneath and around her and Rokusho. The KWG type himself was stained with the oil from Foxfire's systems.
Her arm fell to the ground, completely disconnected from its wires and joints.
Foxfire screamed without a describable sound to fathom.
'Left arm not responding. Function cease.'
'Oil reserves failing. Function cease imminent.'
She fell back against the tree, even though she still remained standing, she held her shoulder where the arm should've been and tried to keep the oil in.
"You BASTARD!" Metabee shouted. He ran up to Rokusho and jumped onto his back, ringing him by the neck with his arm. True, the KBT wasn't usually one for bare fist combat, but he wanted Rokusho to cease his function from his own hands.
Rokusho wasn't expecting the sudden attack from behind so was vulnerable to Metabee's attack. Rokusho fell back with Metabee still choking him.
His rage was consuming him. He didn't care that Rokusho wasn't truly like this, and he didn't care that he could rid of his evil NOW just by grabbing the small device on his chest. All he cared about was making him suffer. Rokusho winced in pain but quickly knew a way to free himself. He did a somersault and pulled Metabee with him. He flung him over beside the unconscious FOX.
Of course it didn't stop Metabee. The golden KBT just got right back up and was heading back to Rokusho, but he was two steps ahead and punched square in the face with his hammer fist.
He flew back, even further than Foxfire had gone and was only stopped by the friction of the grass.
'87 percent damage to head.'
"Metabee!" Ikki cried out. His medabot in blind fury had gotten himself knocked down.
The KBT groaned in pain. His visor screen was cracked and one of his optic lights were out. He sat up and held his head, similar to how Rokusho had been earlier.
"Ooooh, my achin' tin pet."
Speaking on Rokusho, he was walking slowly over to Metabee, his Chanbara sword still coated in oil. He made his way over, Metabee still trying to process the pain that he felt in his head. He heard Rokusho from behind and looked up.
Once more, he raised his golden blades high in the air, ready to strike down.
"I don't think so." Metabee's one emerald green optic glared. Because he was looking up, his rocket cannons were aimed straight at Rokusho's legs.
"Rocket cannon!" He yelled before his horns shot out the rockets. Rokusho's legs got the full hit and gave out beneath him.
The Evil Rokusho was sent back a few meters. His leg armor had managed to keep them intact. But there was no way they were functional.
'100 percent damage to right leg, function cease.'
'100 percent damage to left leg, function cease.'
"All right! Wait to go Metabee!" Ikki and Erika cheered for their favorite KBT. But Metabee was far from done. He stood up and walked over to Rokusho.
He stopped in front of him, but not too close as to be victim of those blades.
"I'm thinkin' we should get those dulled." He said before aiming his right arm at Rokusho's arm. He shot down at the arm.
'20-45-75-100 percent damage to right arm, function cease.'
"Aaaggh!" Rokusho called out in pain as he felt his arm lose it's power. Metabee's optics grew harder as they glared at Rokusho.
The KBT let out a deep breath. He wanted so bad to just stomp on the 'bot insanely with rage, but he had to take in who was watching. His Medafighter, his friends, Foxfire.
He knew Foxfire wouldn't want Metabee to do something like that. He hadn't come this far to wind up with her mad at him again.
Metabee kneeled down; he put one hand on Rokusho's left arm to keep him from fighting him off, and reached over and grabbed the gadget on his chest.
"Man-this thing is REALLY-wedged on!" Metabee pulled back as hard as he could and finally felt it give way. But electric volts shot at his hand and attacked his circuits. "Aaachhkkk!" Metabee's optics twitched but he kept pulling.
To this day he still doesn't know when or how, but he got the device off of Rokusho's chest and fell back on the ground to rest him self.
AN: Hope you guys enjoyed that!
