ROCKMAN vs. MEGAMAN
"Wait a minute," one of the investigating Navis asked, looking up from the floor, "we don't HAVE blood, do we?"
The room was red. Blood red. A very bad color, especially considering the fact that so many dead and dying Navis lay around the room. Blues's arm was still among the debris too, even though the red Navi had since healed himself.
Blues sighed. He wasn't sure why this investigation was necessary, but if it would please Commander Raine . . .
"It's not, technically, blood." He threw a glance over his shoulder, his white hair barely getting in the way. "It's a trace of damage done to the data in the area."
"Like the big, smoldering craters weren't evidence enough that someone, or maybe even TWO someones, hacked our servers?" the Navi grumbled.
"True," Blues admitted, "But you have to recall that unlike human fights,Navi battles register upon the surrounding landscape. The walls literally have eyes here in the net. As do the floors and ceilings."
"Oh. I guess that answers that question."
"Are we done here?" Blues sighed again.
"Almost," the Navi said, checking a data pad. "I'm just going to put that 'The Walls have Eyes' thing in my report to Commander Raine. She'll like that, especially coming from you." The Navi shot Blues a sly grin. "It'll almost be like you have a personality!"
"Shut up," Blues said.
"Yes sir shutting up sir sorry sir!" The Navi blurted.
Blues looked off into space. "Enzan-sama, what have you discovered on your end?"
Enzan's cold voice came in loud and clear in cyberspace. "From what I have pieced together," he said calmly, "Rockman has split into two entities. One entity is Rockman, sans all of his recent upgrades, while the other is the overpowered monster you fought. This second form calls itself Megaman, but I haven't been able to determine anything else. Anyone who's come into contact with Megaman is either too hurt or stunned to tell me anything coherent, or deleted."
Blues contemplated this. Had it not been for Enzan's intervention, Blues would most certainly be on the list of casualties. As it was, his arm was in there somewhere. Or at least a chunk of data that had been his arm.
Blues wondered. He began to sift through the dead data. He confirmed a suspicion of his when he found the arm's data missing. Megaman now had a sword.
Netto, on the other hand, was now fully aware of the situation, To Rockman's surprise, he took it quite well.
"WHAT?" he screamed at the top of his lungs. "THERE'S ANOTHER YOU? ANOTHER SAITO THAT'S DESTROYING EVERYTHING IN HIS PATH?"
Rockman sighed. "Not another Saito, Netto-kun. I'm Saito. He's something else."
"Oh, great!" Netto yelled at his pet. "So now we have a completely UNKNOWN enemy out there destroying everything in his path?"
"That looks like me."
"That looks like you. Great."
"And can steal abilities."
"And can steal powers. Even better."
"And who's currently fighting Forte in the Undernet servers."
"And who's fighting Forte in the Undernet serve—WHAT????"
"Oh, didn't I tell you that part?"
Netto's head thumped onto the table.
"Sorry."
The Undernet was ablaze with combat. Forte loved this fight. Megaman, on the other hand, was not very amused.
It's tough to believe that you're the strongest thing in the known world when some unknown enemy comes in and starts trouncing you like Forte was doing to Megaman. Even Megaman's new sword wasn't helping too much.
He took another swing at the impossibly quick cloaked Navi. He heard Forte chuckle as he faded from view. His deep, menacing voice echoed all around Megaman.
"Maybe one of my copies would be better suited to your abilities!" Forte laughed aloud. "I bet Bass would give you a good fight!"
Megaman growled. "Megaman versus Bass? Sounds like the worst match-up in the history of the world!" He took another swing at empty air, mostly to blow off steam. Forte was psyching him out, which he didn't like.
"Megaman and Bass. Two horrible copies of two of the most powerful beings in the Net," Forte chuckled. "I could sell tickets."
Megaman whirled about to face Forte, who now floated in the air, laughing at him. "I AM NO COPY!" Megaman roared as he fired off a buster shot with his free hand.
Forte spun to the side to avoid the shot and retaliated by raising both of his own busters. "Air Burst!" he cried. Thousands of plasma shots filled the air between the two combatants.
Megaman, however, was abnormally quick to react. Converting his sword arm back into a hand, he extended the arm forward. "Battle Chip: Barrier!" The blue orb of protective energy weathered Forte's assault with ease. With a grin, Megaman converted the arm into a sword again. "Battle Chip: Area Steal!"
Forte didn't register what was going on until it was almost too late. Megaman was instantly behind him with Area Steal's power, and Forte barely had enough time to clap his hands on the blade aimed for his shoulder. "Anti Sword," He growled under his breath. Wrenching both arms to the side, the sword should have snapped in half. Instead, it bent like tin foil. Forte looked up, surprised.
There, staring at him like a doll from a horror movie, was a plush toy that looked like Megaman.
He heard the whisper behind him. "Anti Damage." As the first shuriken plunged into his back, Forte swung an arm behind him and loosed a few buster shots to deflect the rest of the bladed stars.
Ignoring the pain between his shoulders, Forte summoned up a desperate energy into two balls in his hands. It was a new attack that he hadn't tried on anyone yet, but this new nuisance seemed eager to be the first lab rat. Whipping both spheres forward Forte barked "Hell's Rolling!" The orbs blazed into a pair of burning wheels of dark energy. Megaman dived to the side and managed to avoid one wheel, but the other caught him in the chest, knocking him to the ground.
Megaman gasped for air from his prone position. Forte grinned. It was over, now. Floating into the air, Forte gathered power in his hand. Raising the hand above his head, Forte came down fast and hard at his winded opponent. "Earth Breaker!"
Megaman wasn't done yet, however. He raised both arms and managed to wheeze out "Mega Buster." Both arms became busters, blazing away at the incoming Forte, who had not been ready to defend himself. Forte's cloak shredded under the storm of plasma, and he was knocked to the ground. Megaman used the time to pick himself back up.
"You know the difference between you and me, Forte?" Megaman half-laughed, half-wheezed. He staggered toward the stunned Navi. Forte couldn't feel his leg, if it was even there anymore, and his voice didn't seem to be in service either. One of Megaman's arms became a sword. "I have a complete library of over 200 unique chips programmed into my system," Megaman chuckled. His other arm became a Wide Sword. "And do you know," he hissed at Forte, "what that gives me?"
Both swords glowed brightly. Forte's good eye widened in fear.
"Program advances."
Megaman activated a Long Sword chip, combining the three chips into the program advance.
"Dream Sword!"
"Wait a minute," one of the investigating Navis asked, looking up from the floor, "we don't HAVE blood, do we?"
The room was red. Blood red. A very bad color, especially considering the fact that so many dead and dying Navis lay around the room. Blues's arm was still among the debris too, even though the red Navi had since healed himself.
Blues sighed. He wasn't sure why this investigation was necessary, but if it would please Commander Raine . . .
"It's not, technically, blood." He threw a glance over his shoulder, his white hair barely getting in the way. "It's a trace of damage done to the data in the area."
"Like the big, smoldering craters weren't evidence enough that someone, or maybe even TWO someones, hacked our servers?" the Navi grumbled.
"True," Blues admitted, "But you have to recall that unlike human fights,Navi battles register upon the surrounding landscape. The walls literally have eyes here in the net. As do the floors and ceilings."
"Oh. I guess that answers that question."
"Are we done here?" Blues sighed again.
"Almost," the Navi said, checking a data pad. "I'm just going to put that 'The Walls have Eyes' thing in my report to Commander Raine. She'll like that, especially coming from you." The Navi shot Blues a sly grin. "It'll almost be like you have a personality!"
"Shut up," Blues said.
"Yes sir shutting up sir sorry sir!" The Navi blurted.
Blues looked off into space. "Enzan-sama, what have you discovered on your end?"
Enzan's cold voice came in loud and clear in cyberspace. "From what I have pieced together," he said calmly, "Rockman has split into two entities. One entity is Rockman, sans all of his recent upgrades, while the other is the overpowered monster you fought. This second form calls itself Megaman, but I haven't been able to determine anything else. Anyone who's come into contact with Megaman is either too hurt or stunned to tell me anything coherent, or deleted."
Blues contemplated this. Had it not been for Enzan's intervention, Blues would most certainly be on the list of casualties. As it was, his arm was in there somewhere. Or at least a chunk of data that had been his arm.
Blues wondered. He began to sift through the dead data. He confirmed a suspicion of his when he found the arm's data missing. Megaman now had a sword.
Netto, on the other hand, was now fully aware of the situation, To Rockman's surprise, he took it quite well.
"WHAT?" he screamed at the top of his lungs. "THERE'S ANOTHER YOU? ANOTHER SAITO THAT'S DESTROYING EVERYTHING IN HIS PATH?"
Rockman sighed. "Not another Saito, Netto-kun. I'm Saito. He's something else."
"Oh, great!" Netto yelled at his pet. "So now we have a completely UNKNOWN enemy out there destroying everything in his path?"
"That looks like me."
"That looks like you. Great."
"And can steal abilities."
"And can steal powers. Even better."
"And who's currently fighting Forte in the Undernet servers."
"And who's fighting Forte in the Undernet serve—WHAT????"
"Oh, didn't I tell you that part?"
Netto's head thumped onto the table.
"Sorry."
The Undernet was ablaze with combat. Forte loved this fight. Megaman, on the other hand, was not very amused.
It's tough to believe that you're the strongest thing in the known world when some unknown enemy comes in and starts trouncing you like Forte was doing to Megaman. Even Megaman's new sword wasn't helping too much.
He took another swing at the impossibly quick cloaked Navi. He heard Forte chuckle as he faded from view. His deep, menacing voice echoed all around Megaman.
"Maybe one of my copies would be better suited to your abilities!" Forte laughed aloud. "I bet Bass would give you a good fight!"
Megaman growled. "Megaman versus Bass? Sounds like the worst match-up in the history of the world!" He took another swing at empty air, mostly to blow off steam. Forte was psyching him out, which he didn't like.
"Megaman and Bass. Two horrible copies of two of the most powerful beings in the Net," Forte chuckled. "I could sell tickets."
Megaman whirled about to face Forte, who now floated in the air, laughing at him. "I AM NO COPY!" Megaman roared as he fired off a buster shot with his free hand.
Forte spun to the side to avoid the shot and retaliated by raising both of his own busters. "Air Burst!" he cried. Thousands of plasma shots filled the air between the two combatants.
Megaman, however, was abnormally quick to react. Converting his sword arm back into a hand, he extended the arm forward. "Battle Chip: Barrier!" The blue orb of protective energy weathered Forte's assault with ease. With a grin, Megaman converted the arm into a sword again. "Battle Chip: Area Steal!"
Forte didn't register what was going on until it was almost too late. Megaman was instantly behind him with Area Steal's power, and Forte barely had enough time to clap his hands on the blade aimed for his shoulder. "Anti Sword," He growled under his breath. Wrenching both arms to the side, the sword should have snapped in half. Instead, it bent like tin foil. Forte looked up, surprised.
There, staring at him like a doll from a horror movie, was a plush toy that looked like Megaman.
He heard the whisper behind him. "Anti Damage." As the first shuriken plunged into his back, Forte swung an arm behind him and loosed a few buster shots to deflect the rest of the bladed stars.
Ignoring the pain between his shoulders, Forte summoned up a desperate energy into two balls in his hands. It was a new attack that he hadn't tried on anyone yet, but this new nuisance seemed eager to be the first lab rat. Whipping both spheres forward Forte barked "Hell's Rolling!" The orbs blazed into a pair of burning wheels of dark energy. Megaman dived to the side and managed to avoid one wheel, but the other caught him in the chest, knocking him to the ground.
Megaman gasped for air from his prone position. Forte grinned. It was over, now. Floating into the air, Forte gathered power in his hand. Raising the hand above his head, Forte came down fast and hard at his winded opponent. "Earth Breaker!"
Megaman wasn't done yet, however. He raised both arms and managed to wheeze out "Mega Buster." Both arms became busters, blazing away at the incoming Forte, who had not been ready to defend himself. Forte's cloak shredded under the storm of plasma, and he was knocked to the ground. Megaman used the time to pick himself back up.
"You know the difference between you and me, Forte?" Megaman half-laughed, half-wheezed. He staggered toward the stunned Navi. Forte couldn't feel his leg, if it was even there anymore, and his voice didn't seem to be in service either. One of Megaman's arms became a sword. "I have a complete library of over 200 unique chips programmed into my system," Megaman chuckled. His other arm became a Wide Sword. "And do you know," he hissed at Forte, "what that gives me?"
Both swords glowed brightly. Forte's good eye widened in fear.
"Program advances."
Megaman activated a Long Sword chip, combining the three chips into the program advance.
"Dream Sword!"