Author's Notes.
I promise you, I am going somewhere with this, it's just shaping up to be a long fic. After this chapter we'll start picking up speed. And since I'm writing this as I go, I'm willing to open this up. If you've got a match you want to see (the Navi doesn't have to have appeared in the Anime, but be warned that I will tend to favor those matches), then drop me review and if I like it, I'll work it in.
Begin Chapter.
Lan led everyone down the stairs towards their seats, right behind him was Maylu, and after her came the infamous Chaud.
"Here we are." The Op stopped short, beside three empty seats; they were about midway up the stands, giving them a perfect view of the arena and scoreboards, another example of Chaud's forethought."Two steps down, and three seats in." Roll hissed, informing her Operator as to where to go.
"Thanks." Maylu whispered as she headed her Navi's advice, a few seconds later she had found her seat, and was waiting on the ceremonies to start.
"So." Lan took his seat next to the redhead as Chaud scurried away to get the ball rolling on the World Tour. "Are you excited about this?"
"I just wish that I knew what I was getting myself into." The redhead replied, "Famous went to a lot of trouble to get us into this tournament, and I'd like to know why."
"We'll find out sooner or later." The brunette replied.
"I have to admit, Lan." MegaMan spoke up from his P.E.T., "I'm agreeing with Maylu on this one, we shouldn't relax until we know just what is going on.""Hey!" Roll barked, "Quiet down, they're starting it!"
Chaud walked up to the podium set in the center of the arena, speaking before large masses wasn't new to him, but nevertheless he felt a familiar sense of nervousness as he began speaking."Now I know all of you are here to battle." The administrator began, "And not to listen to me ramble on for hours. So I'll give you the highlights and then we can get down to business. The rules for this tournament are slightly different from those used in past tournaments, and I'll explain about that in just a moment."
As he spoke, the holographic computer flared to life, displaying a standard battling arena. The sole occupant of which was a standard Net Navi."Jack in, ProtoMan, Power Up!"
In response the Raider's frame appeared in the battling arena, and he began dodging the various attacks launched at him by his opponent.
"Now," Chaud resumed his explination, "unlike in other competitions, in the World Tour you are allowed to use Shadow, Stage, and Recovery chips."
"The only illegal kind of chips are the Dark Chips. Any use of those chips will result in expulsion from the tournament. But I'm sure that that won't happen. Your battles will be timed as the clock up there on the computer is illustrating."
Everyone became aware of the digital clock set just underneath the battlefield of the holographic computer; it was at ten minutes and rapidly ticking down towards 0.
"You will have a maximum of fifteen minutes to battle." Chaud continued to explain the rules, "At the end of those fifteen minutes, the Navi that has taken the most amount of damage, including that done before a Recovery chip was inserted, will be declared the loser. But of course if the Navi logs out before that time period is up, then it will be disqualified. Should both Navi remain in battle for the full fifteen minutes and do an equal amount of damage, then they will both advance to the next round. You are allowed two separate folders, and may change folders once during battle."
By now everyone was getting interested in ProtoMan's battle, because the clock was at four minutes and neither one had scored a hit yet."If you miss your match then you are eliminated, if you are late for your match then you are eliminated. If you are unsure about the rules, then you are urged to check the Rulebook that each battler will receive shortly."
The clock buzzed as it reached the two-minute mark causing everyone to stir with concern.
"He's playing this up isn't he?" Maylu tried to reason out the events around her as she listened to the sounds of the battle before her. Chaud must have something spectacular in mind to let one of ProtoMan's battles drag out this long, in the past he'd always taken out his opponents within seconds."Looks that way." Lan agreed.
"That being said, let the games begin." The administrator finished, just as the clock hit the thirty second mark and began beeping each second.
"Oh, yes." Chaud inserted two chips into his P.E.T. "Take him down, ProtoMan!"
The Raider's frame dimmed as the Shadow chip took effect, which allowed the blasts from the standard Navi's cannon to pass through him without effect. The next instant he was back in full phase, and swinging his newly gained Hero Sword through space.
Net Navi, Logging Out.
The Navi vanished, just as the timer hit zero.
"Enjoy." Chaud smirked as he stepped off of the platform and headed back to the wings.
"Wow, talk about upsetting our strategies." Lan sighed in response to Chaud's speech. "He just changed the entire layout the game."
"I guess that was the whole point." Maylu commented as she processed the sounds that she had heard. "Nothing gets boring faster than watching a bunch of old moves that you've seen before. If he's going to market this tournament, then he needs something to keep it fresh."
"So now what?"
"According to your schedules." MegaMan answered Lan's question, "there's a brief one hour break so you can get your rulebooks, and then the first match will be announced. There's not a lot of time left today, so we'll have three matches and then that's it."
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"GGGIIIAAA!"
"Oh, save your strength." One of the SciLab security Navis muttered under his breath as he slipped out of the server, Bass had been feeling extremely cranky today, and he hated it when that happened.Bass growled as he strained against the bands of energy binding him to the computer server. After his capture at the hands of that Sakurai girl, the SciLab scientists had refused to delete him; instead they had claimed that he had to be studied. The dark Navi almost grinned at the thought that had to be the human's greatest weakness, their policy of containment rather than destruction.
And if he had anything to say about it, no one would be putting him underneath a microscope.
The renegade Navi strained his eyes as he searched the server looking for a program to fulfil his purpose... any program would do... such as that Mettaur over there.
The Navi's red eyes began to glow slightly; soon he'd be free of these wretched restraints!
Bass watched the Mettaur squirm as his telepathic power took effect, and lifted him up into the air. Although the pathetic program tried to escape, there was nothing it could do. The renegade Navi sped up the process, hurling the program through the air and straight towards himself.Or rather, the bonds securing him in place.
The virus slammed against the energy cords, and in the process absorbed the power out of them so that they were much weaker, weak enough for Bass to destroy them.
The unlucky virus slumped to the ground, too weak to move.
With a roar of fury, the cloaked Navi snapped his limbs forward, ripping the restraints to pieces in the process, and freeing him to move about the computer system. Now, all he had to do was find 'Kid Grave', and he'd be at liberty once again.
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End Chapter.
Next: Round 1!