Alternate ending finish date: 10/2/03
Continue from when Tsukasa was hit in the head with the head of the staff.
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"Tsukasa!" Saito gasped. Netto watched, eye wide, Count Elec cock his pistol once again and aim for Saito. Everything became silent, the only sounds that Netto could hear were his own footsteps as he ran towards Saito. He knew that this would kill him, but he couldn't bare a world without Saito. BANG! Netto heard the bullet shoot out of the pistol as he lunged in front of Saito. He felt the burning bullet pierce his skin and hit his heart, excruciating pain, hitting Netto with full force. Everything began darkening as Netto saw Saito's face one last time.
"NETTOOO!!!"
Saito.
The last cry he had heard from his brother's sweet voice soon faded as darkness engulfed him, spinning him around as he fell into the abyss.
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Netto woke up with a jolt
"Saito!" he tried to scream, only resulting in lightly coughing.
"Netto-kun, you actually woke up early," Rockman yawned. "Too early though." It suddenly occurred to the boy. "Netto-kun?"
Was it all just a dream?
"Eh? Oh, I just had a bad dream," Netto half lied. "Go back to sleep, Rockman." The blue navi nodded, turning the terminal he was into to its sleep mode as the screen blackened. A small smile lightly tugged on Netto's lips as a single tear slid down his cheek.
"Sweet dreams, Saito. My brother and navi."
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Original Author rant: Well, it wasn't as sad as the other one, but it's still a bit interesting, no? Although, a bit shorter XD Review and make a Malik happy!
Revision Notes: Well, that one hurt a hell lot less than the other. Just needed to add in those blasted dividers. So, I received criticism from Red Draco and Mari (and took it a lot better than last time), I began to revise the first chapter. But since Word slowed down a LOT, I thought it'd be better to work in Text Document (so ignore all spelling and grammar errors in the notes). Then, I realized: WHAT THE HELL WAS I SMOKING WHEN I WROTE THAT?! So, without more to say, I will be discontinuing the extention of this fic since I'm just too tired of this one. The next plot I was going to work on was really stupid. Really, it is. Thus, the only time that I will actually write Resistance is during spare time when I'm bored as hell. I won't publish those chapters. If you're interested in reading whatever I will write, ask me about it whenever you can and I'll tell you (through IM or email) when it's finished, then I'll send it to you. As for what I have written, I'm deleting it off of Fanfiction DOT Net. If you want those chapters, I've already zipped it up in a nice little 39.8 KB zip file. If your computer can't read DOT txt files, sucks to be you. It's been sort of fun writing this and getting awkward praise, but I've had it with writing this. I'm sorry to you all, especially the ones I'm upsetting about this, but I have to do what I want to do. If you want to review but already did while signed in, do it anonomously. But please, don't flame me or I'll delete it immediately. As Wily would have said, "This is the end of the Resistance." (7/19/04)
Continue from when Tsukasa was hit in the head with the head of the staff.
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"Tsukasa!" Saito gasped. Netto watched, eye wide, Count Elec cock his pistol once again and aim for Saito. Everything became silent, the only sounds that Netto could hear were his own footsteps as he ran towards Saito. He knew that this would kill him, but he couldn't bare a world without Saito. BANG! Netto heard the bullet shoot out of the pistol as he lunged in front of Saito. He felt the burning bullet pierce his skin and hit his heart, excruciating pain, hitting Netto with full force. Everything began darkening as Netto saw Saito's face one last time.
"NETTOOO!!!"
Saito.
The last cry he had heard from his brother's sweet voice soon faded as darkness engulfed him, spinning him around as he fell into the abyss.
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Netto woke up with a jolt
"Saito!" he tried to scream, only resulting in lightly coughing.
"Netto-kun, you actually woke up early," Rockman yawned. "Too early though." It suddenly occurred to the boy. "Netto-kun?"
Was it all just a dream?
"Eh? Oh, I just had a bad dream," Netto half lied. "Go back to sleep, Rockman." The blue navi nodded, turning the terminal he was into to its sleep mode as the screen blackened. A small smile lightly tugged on Netto's lips as a single tear slid down his cheek.
"Sweet dreams, Saito. My brother and navi."
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Original Author rant: Well, it wasn't as sad as the other one, but it's still a bit interesting, no? Although, a bit shorter XD Review and make a Malik happy!
Revision Notes: Well, that one hurt a hell lot less than the other. Just needed to add in those blasted dividers. So, I received criticism from Red Draco and Mari (and took it a lot better than last time), I began to revise the first chapter. But since Word slowed down a LOT, I thought it'd be better to work in Text Document (so ignore all spelling and grammar errors in the notes). Then, I realized: WHAT THE HELL WAS I SMOKING WHEN I WROTE THAT?! So, without more to say, I will be discontinuing the extention of this fic since I'm just too tired of this one. The next plot I was going to work on was really stupid. Really, it is. Thus, the only time that I will actually write Resistance is during spare time when I'm bored as hell. I won't publish those chapters. If you're interested in reading whatever I will write, ask me about it whenever you can and I'll tell you (through IM or email) when it's finished, then I'll send it to you. As for what I have written, I'm deleting it off of Fanfiction DOT Net. If you want those chapters, I've already zipped it up in a nice little 39.8 KB zip file. If your computer can't read DOT txt files, sucks to be you. It's been sort of fun writing this and getting awkward praise, but I've had it with writing this. I'm sorry to you all, especially the ones I'm upsetting about this, but I have to do what I want to do. If you want to review but already did while signed in, do it anonomously. But please, don't flame me or I'll delete it immediately. As Wily would have said, "This is the end of the Resistance." (7/19/04)