Author's note: Thanks to all who have read this thus far, and have offered their words of praise, and support. Skullman X is originally a hand drawn fancomic of mine, that due to alot of work, and personal reasons, have went under a temporary hiatus. But I wanted to tell his story anyways, and what better way to do it then to write it? So here is is, the second chapter of the saga of Skullman X. Hope you have enjoyed what you have seen so far, and enjoy what is to come.
-Tom
Chapter 2
X came into the light, his blue armor shining in the lamps light. He stood there, looking at Skullman, and gave him an confirming nod.
He then began to speak to the ghastly reploid.
"Please Skullman. Please come back to HQ with me. I will try and clear your name of this."
Skullman kept a watchful eye on X, taking note in his movements, his speech patterns. He noted a sencerity in X's voice, and even so..Skullman couldn't go back. Even if X could help, he wouldn't be cleared. He knows that once one is labeled a Maverick, the only way they could be delt with is through termination. He knews this to be true, especially after hearing the Repliforce incedent.
He knew what he done constiuted as a crime, thusly giving his false accusation. He knew the reploid girl he saved wasn't a Maverick. He knew that stopping the hunter from killing her was right. He did what he thought was right, he saved the girl's life, but in exchange became a label of predjudice and hatred.
Fine he decided. He will find his own way to clear his name. But he will not go back and face false presicusion. He would rather run, and face the hunter again, and get him to tell the truth. No matter what.
His mind snapped back into the reality of the moment, relizing that he was indeed facing one of the Maverick Hunter's best, and a friend. A pity, he thought. Fate wants him to fight the one who befriended him when no others had. Very well. Skullman spoke softly.
"You know I can't. This is something I must do on my own, X."
X sighed, and nodded to his friend.
"I see. You know I have orders to bring you in, one way, or another.."
" I know.."
Skullman hated hearing his friend in pain, and he also hated the fact that he was about to cause more pain to him. But he knew he had to. He decided then that he would make the first move. He quickly ducked down, in anticipation of a buster blast, as he moved forward. His guess work was right, for as X spotted the slightest movement, he shot a blast from his X-Buster. The blast his the wall that blocked Skullman's hoped escape, simply making a scortch mark. Skullman didnt waste time looking back at the damage, but could register the energy of it, and could tell that X wasn't trying to kill him. He was trying to stun him, or make his systems shut down.
A fatal mistake, perhaps.
Skullman dashed forward and landed a punch square on X's jaw, sending the blue robot backwards with a stumble, and also givng Skullman the upper hand at the moment. He shifted his left arm to his own Skull-Buster, and pointed it to X with the intent of firing. However Skullman underestimated X's ability to recover, as he soon was looking down the business end of the X-Buster.
They watched each other for what seemed like hours, eyes locked, trying to anticipate each others move. Skullman once again took the initiative, and quickly ducked, and leg sweeped X knocking him down to the gound. As X landed with a thud, Skullman jumped back and pointed his Skull-Buster at his opponent, and didn't hesitate to fire sending a purple energy burst at X's way. X looked up and saw the purple blast coming towards him and rolled out of the way, at the same time charging the X-Buster, telling himself that he had to end this.
Skullman saw anticipated X's roll, and also began to charge his own Skull-Buster, leaping back some and then hit the ground, pointed, and fired the charge blast. X saw this, and did the same, coming to one knee, fireing his own plasma blast at the incoming skull blast. The two energies hit with a large flash, the impact was so intense that the walls around them were cindered slightly. All of a sudden the blasts merged, and exploded, cracking the walls around them, knocking the two combatants off there feet, and to the ground.
Skullman lied there motionless for a few moments, trying to register what just happened, feeling dazed. He looked over at the fallen X, and slowly staggred up, clutching his left arm that was damaged in the impact of the blast by some peice of loose building. He got close to X, trying to detirmin if he was out, or competely off-line. He was wrong on so many levels, as X looked up, pointed his X-Buster right at Skullman, and fired.
Anything that Skullman could have done was futile, he knew it. The blast was at close range and his buster arm was damaged. He saw the apologetic, and remorseful look on X's face as the blast seared right though his mid section, severing them, his legs dropped, as his upper body fell hard on the ground. Yet...he still lived. His was still operational. He was suddely proven wrong. A feirce plasma wave that usally follows one of X's shots came over him like a terrible, and vengeful flood, his systems began to shut down one by one. Then his optical, and consious systems shut down, leaving him with the last image of two blurred people stairing over him..one looked heartbroken, the other stoned faced, yet caring. That was his final image as the darkness seized him...
-Tom
Chapter 2
X came into the light, his blue armor shining in the lamps light. He stood there, looking at Skullman, and gave him an confirming nod.
He then began to speak to the ghastly reploid.
"Please Skullman. Please come back to HQ with me. I will try and clear your name of this."
Skullman kept a watchful eye on X, taking note in his movements, his speech patterns. He noted a sencerity in X's voice, and even so..Skullman couldn't go back. Even if X could help, he wouldn't be cleared. He knows that once one is labeled a Maverick, the only way they could be delt with is through termination. He knews this to be true, especially after hearing the Repliforce incedent.
He knew what he done constiuted as a crime, thusly giving his false accusation. He knew the reploid girl he saved wasn't a Maverick. He knew that stopping the hunter from killing her was right. He did what he thought was right, he saved the girl's life, but in exchange became a label of predjudice and hatred.
Fine he decided. He will find his own way to clear his name. But he will not go back and face false presicusion. He would rather run, and face the hunter again, and get him to tell the truth. No matter what.
His mind snapped back into the reality of the moment, relizing that he was indeed facing one of the Maverick Hunter's best, and a friend. A pity, he thought. Fate wants him to fight the one who befriended him when no others had. Very well. Skullman spoke softly.
"You know I can't. This is something I must do on my own, X."
X sighed, and nodded to his friend.
"I see. You know I have orders to bring you in, one way, or another.."
" I know.."
Skullman hated hearing his friend in pain, and he also hated the fact that he was about to cause more pain to him. But he knew he had to. He decided then that he would make the first move. He quickly ducked down, in anticipation of a buster blast, as he moved forward. His guess work was right, for as X spotted the slightest movement, he shot a blast from his X-Buster. The blast his the wall that blocked Skullman's hoped escape, simply making a scortch mark. Skullman didnt waste time looking back at the damage, but could register the energy of it, and could tell that X wasn't trying to kill him. He was trying to stun him, or make his systems shut down.
A fatal mistake, perhaps.
Skullman dashed forward and landed a punch square on X's jaw, sending the blue robot backwards with a stumble, and also givng Skullman the upper hand at the moment. He shifted his left arm to his own Skull-Buster, and pointed it to X with the intent of firing. However Skullman underestimated X's ability to recover, as he soon was looking down the business end of the X-Buster.
They watched each other for what seemed like hours, eyes locked, trying to anticipate each others move. Skullman once again took the initiative, and quickly ducked, and leg sweeped X knocking him down to the gound. As X landed with a thud, Skullman jumped back and pointed his Skull-Buster at his opponent, and didn't hesitate to fire sending a purple energy burst at X's way. X looked up and saw the purple blast coming towards him and rolled out of the way, at the same time charging the X-Buster, telling himself that he had to end this.
Skullman saw anticipated X's roll, and also began to charge his own Skull-Buster, leaping back some and then hit the ground, pointed, and fired the charge blast. X saw this, and did the same, coming to one knee, fireing his own plasma blast at the incoming skull blast. The two energies hit with a large flash, the impact was so intense that the walls around them were cindered slightly. All of a sudden the blasts merged, and exploded, cracking the walls around them, knocking the two combatants off there feet, and to the ground.
Skullman lied there motionless for a few moments, trying to register what just happened, feeling dazed. He looked over at the fallen X, and slowly staggred up, clutching his left arm that was damaged in the impact of the blast by some peice of loose building. He got close to X, trying to detirmin if he was out, or competely off-line. He was wrong on so many levels, as X looked up, pointed his X-Buster right at Skullman, and fired.
Anything that Skullman could have done was futile, he knew it. The blast was at close range and his buster arm was damaged. He saw the apologetic, and remorseful look on X's face as the blast seared right though his mid section, severing them, his legs dropped, as his upper body fell hard on the ground. Yet...he still lived. His was still operational. He was suddely proven wrong. A feirce plasma wave that usally follows one of X's shots came over him like a terrible, and vengeful flood, his systems began to shut down one by one. Then his optical, and consious systems shut down, leaving him with the last image of two blurred people stairing over him..one looked heartbroken, the other stoned faced, yet caring. That was his final image as the darkness seized him...
