ROCKMAN vs. MEGAMAN
"I am," Forte said, stepping forward.
Megaman barked a laugh. "HA! You think you can even stand up to me after the beating I so soundly handed you the first time?"
Forte said nothing in reply, but merely smirked. He brought on hand up to the neck of his cloak, and in a sweeping motion of his arm tore the cloth from around his body and flung it aside. He floated up into the air to even himself with his glowing nemesis.
Megaman's laughing subsided and he gave Forte an appraising look. "So, you still seek to stand in my way? So be it. You are the next one to die."
"Hardly," Forte smirked.
Megaman lowered his head and charged at Forte with a battle cry that shook the net. Forte raised his arms to block the tackle and the very air around them seemed to ripple and quake. They drifted in midair momentarily as both combatants regained their senses.
Forte reacted faster, bringing up one leg to kick his opponent in the chest, sending Megaman reeling. Without giving his adversary anytime to react, Forte spun in the air and brought his other foot in the form of a devastating spin kick to the side of Megaman's head.
Megaman dropped downward, in pain and confused, and Forte gave chase. Moving with an impossible speed, Forte slammed a fist into the small of Megaman's back, causing the glowing Navi to cry out in surprise and pain. Megaman rocketed forward from the force of the blow, but Forte was not done with him yet. Grabbing the unfortunate Navi by the foot, Forte spun about in the air and flung his opponent into the ground.
Megaman slid face first for a small distance before bending and bouncing in an unhealthy way. As he came to a halt, Megaman began to pick himself up to try and shake the stars from his vision, but Forte was already on him. Taking advantage of Megaman's now raised head, Forte planted a forceful kick under the evil Navi's chin, sending him flying once more.
Regaining his senses in mid-flight, Megaman seemed to slid to a halt in mid air. He raised his buster to fire at Forte, but the black Navi was already too close.
Rockman and Blues could only watch as Megaman and Forte subjected each other to a flurry of blows too fast for even Blues to see. The air around them shook with the intensity of their hate for each other.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of blows, Megaman was forced into the ground again by a powerful blow from Forte. But as Megaman hit the ground, he whirled about and pointed back up at the black Navi with his buster and loosed several shots. Two plasma bolts slammed into Forte before he even registered what was happening, and a further three threw him high into the air.
Coming to a halt high above his foe, Forte took a deep breath. "Not bad," he growled.
"You've improved," Megaman wheezed, attempting to catch his breath. He slowly, shakily, got to his feet and looked at his airborne opponent. "In another year, you might even match me."
Blues let out a snort. "Whatever!" he shouted. "Forte's thrown his best at you. You took a lot more damage than you'd like to let on. Quit trying to impress us!"
"You're wrong," Forte and Megaman said in unison. They looked at each other oddly, and then Megaman continued. "This whelp could not hurt me with such petty attacks."
"And that was nowhere NEAR my best," Forte said.
Megaman laughed once more. "Then what is your best, blowhard?"
Forte grinned and held both hands forward. Opening both hands, two pieces of data materialized in his hand.
"What the . . .?" Megaman said, peering at the data.
"Battlechips," Rockman said, also looking.
Blues also took an interest. "One of them is an AntiNavi . . . that's a powerful chip, but the other . . .?"
"Data from Gospel," Forte grinned.
"What?" Megaman said.
Rockman looked lost for a moment, and then grabbed Blues by the shoulder. "I think we should find something to hide behind!"
Blues didn't ask questions and they both headed for cover as the two orbs of data began to orbit Forte. He allowed himself a chuckle as the two pieces merged into a single ball and hovered in front of him.
"This is my birthright!" Forte intoned as the data slammed into his chest and melted into his being. "This was my purpose from the start!"
Megaman stared at the dark Navi, not fully comprehending what was going on. Forte's figure became enveloped in a dark glow, and something seemed to be forming behind him.
"I was not created to serve humans," Forte continued in a monotone voice, almost like an incantation. Megaman's fear grew as the object behind Forte became larger. "I am the herald of their destruction."
A pair of massive eyes snapped open behind Forte, accompanied by a bestial roar as Gospel was born once more through the power of the program advance Forte had activated. The enormous canine opened its maw, allowing power to gather between its teeth.
"You can't stop me," Forte shouted above the roar of the beast behind him, "because no one can stop the apocalypse! I am what I am!" Gospel's mouth opened wider to accommodate the energy gathering in his mouth. Megaman only now began to fly toward Forte to interrupt the attack, but it was already way too late for that.
Forte raised a hand and pointed toward Megaman. Gospels eyes shifted to its target. For one brief moment, there was an almost complete silence, and then . . .
"DARK MESSIAH!"
Dark energy slammed into Megaman in waves as it poured from Gospel's mouth. The glowing Navi was bathed in the black energy and slammed back into the ground. He couldn't scream for pain, since he could not even remember he had a mouth at that point. Megaman's entire world was the blackness and the pain.
As the black waves of energy subsided, Megaman had only enough time to register the fact that he could see before his entire vision was taken up by Forte. More specifically, Forte's glowing, purple hand that was coming at his face at something slightly less than the speed of sound.
"EARTH BREAKER!"
Forte's hand slammed into Megaman's face, gripping the evil Navi's features and holding him there. There was a brief moment where Megaman tried to fight Forte's hold, but then his body seemed to go slack and a fresh scream of pain escaped from between Megaman's face and Forte's hand.
Forte twisted at the waist and threw the glowing Navi a good distance. While Megaman was Airborne, Rockman got a glimpse of his darker side's face. One of Megaman's eyes had been completely destroyed, and Forte's hand print and left a dull, purple scar all over the Navi's features.
As Megaman slid to a silent halt, the Net grew quiet. Gospel faded from existence, its task complete. Forte, Blues, and Rockman stood in silence, watching Megaman, to see if there was any movement.
They stood there for a long time before Rockman finally spoke.
"Did you . . . beat him?"
That's when Megaman moved. He raised his head, ever so slightly, and coughed, "Hardly."
"I am," Forte said, stepping forward.
Megaman barked a laugh. "HA! You think you can even stand up to me after the beating I so soundly handed you the first time?"
Forte said nothing in reply, but merely smirked. He brought on hand up to the neck of his cloak, and in a sweeping motion of his arm tore the cloth from around his body and flung it aside. He floated up into the air to even himself with his glowing nemesis.
Megaman's laughing subsided and he gave Forte an appraising look. "So, you still seek to stand in my way? So be it. You are the next one to die."
"Hardly," Forte smirked.
Megaman lowered his head and charged at Forte with a battle cry that shook the net. Forte raised his arms to block the tackle and the very air around them seemed to ripple and quake. They drifted in midair momentarily as both combatants regained their senses.
Forte reacted faster, bringing up one leg to kick his opponent in the chest, sending Megaman reeling. Without giving his adversary anytime to react, Forte spun in the air and brought his other foot in the form of a devastating spin kick to the side of Megaman's head.
Megaman dropped downward, in pain and confused, and Forte gave chase. Moving with an impossible speed, Forte slammed a fist into the small of Megaman's back, causing the glowing Navi to cry out in surprise and pain. Megaman rocketed forward from the force of the blow, but Forte was not done with him yet. Grabbing the unfortunate Navi by the foot, Forte spun about in the air and flung his opponent into the ground.
Megaman slid face first for a small distance before bending and bouncing in an unhealthy way. As he came to a halt, Megaman began to pick himself up to try and shake the stars from his vision, but Forte was already on him. Taking advantage of Megaman's now raised head, Forte planted a forceful kick under the evil Navi's chin, sending him flying once more.
Regaining his senses in mid-flight, Megaman seemed to slid to a halt in mid air. He raised his buster to fire at Forte, but the black Navi was already too close.
Rockman and Blues could only watch as Megaman and Forte subjected each other to a flurry of blows too fast for even Blues to see. The air around them shook with the intensity of their hate for each other.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of blows, Megaman was forced into the ground again by a powerful blow from Forte. But as Megaman hit the ground, he whirled about and pointed back up at the black Navi with his buster and loosed several shots. Two plasma bolts slammed into Forte before he even registered what was happening, and a further three threw him high into the air.
Coming to a halt high above his foe, Forte took a deep breath. "Not bad," he growled.
"You've improved," Megaman wheezed, attempting to catch his breath. He slowly, shakily, got to his feet and looked at his airborne opponent. "In another year, you might even match me."
Blues let out a snort. "Whatever!" he shouted. "Forte's thrown his best at you. You took a lot more damage than you'd like to let on. Quit trying to impress us!"
"You're wrong," Forte and Megaman said in unison. They looked at each other oddly, and then Megaman continued. "This whelp could not hurt me with such petty attacks."
"And that was nowhere NEAR my best," Forte said.
Megaman laughed once more. "Then what is your best, blowhard?"
Forte grinned and held both hands forward. Opening both hands, two pieces of data materialized in his hand.
"What the . . .?" Megaman said, peering at the data.
"Battlechips," Rockman said, also looking.
Blues also took an interest. "One of them is an AntiNavi . . . that's a powerful chip, but the other . . .?"
"Data from Gospel," Forte grinned.
"What?" Megaman said.
Rockman looked lost for a moment, and then grabbed Blues by the shoulder. "I think we should find something to hide behind!"
Blues didn't ask questions and they both headed for cover as the two orbs of data began to orbit Forte. He allowed himself a chuckle as the two pieces merged into a single ball and hovered in front of him.
"This is my birthright!" Forte intoned as the data slammed into his chest and melted into his being. "This was my purpose from the start!"
Megaman stared at the dark Navi, not fully comprehending what was going on. Forte's figure became enveloped in a dark glow, and something seemed to be forming behind him.
"I was not created to serve humans," Forte continued in a monotone voice, almost like an incantation. Megaman's fear grew as the object behind Forte became larger. "I am the herald of their destruction."
A pair of massive eyes snapped open behind Forte, accompanied by a bestial roar as Gospel was born once more through the power of the program advance Forte had activated. The enormous canine opened its maw, allowing power to gather between its teeth.
"You can't stop me," Forte shouted above the roar of the beast behind him, "because no one can stop the apocalypse! I am what I am!" Gospel's mouth opened wider to accommodate the energy gathering in his mouth. Megaman only now began to fly toward Forte to interrupt the attack, but it was already way too late for that.
Forte raised a hand and pointed toward Megaman. Gospels eyes shifted to its target. For one brief moment, there was an almost complete silence, and then . . .
"DARK MESSIAH!"
Dark energy slammed into Megaman in waves as it poured from Gospel's mouth. The glowing Navi was bathed in the black energy and slammed back into the ground. He couldn't scream for pain, since he could not even remember he had a mouth at that point. Megaman's entire world was the blackness and the pain.
As the black waves of energy subsided, Megaman had only enough time to register the fact that he could see before his entire vision was taken up by Forte. More specifically, Forte's glowing, purple hand that was coming at his face at something slightly less than the speed of sound.
"EARTH BREAKER!"
Forte's hand slammed into Megaman's face, gripping the evil Navi's features and holding him there. There was a brief moment where Megaman tried to fight Forte's hold, but then his body seemed to go slack and a fresh scream of pain escaped from between Megaman's face and Forte's hand.
Forte twisted at the waist and threw the glowing Navi a good distance. While Megaman was Airborne, Rockman got a glimpse of his darker side's face. One of Megaman's eyes had been completely destroyed, and Forte's hand print and left a dull, purple scar all over the Navi's features.
As Megaman slid to a silent halt, the Net grew quiet. Gospel faded from existence, its task complete. Forte, Blues, and Rockman stood in silence, watching Megaman, to see if there was any movement.
They stood there for a long time before Rockman finally spoke.
"Did you . . . beat him?"
That's when Megaman moved. He raised his head, ever so slightly, and coughed, "Hardly."