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Going through some slight changes, guys. My usual source of inspiration isn't...around anymore. I'll still try to make this work though. You've all given mepositive feedback, I'll finish this thing for you. I hope you enjoy this. I tried to fix the issue of Mark and Claire just suddenly hooking up.
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Chapter 8
-New Allies-
I had thought it strange, how quickly we had been drawn to each other. This was soon to be shaken from me, though. It was when we arrived, early that morning, that I heard his name for the first time. A name that still haunts me today. It was a name I will never forget, and not because it sounded stupid.
"…Megaman…"
I felt a chill run down my spine as two little kids with yellow faces walked by, casually talking about someone called "Megaman." In haste I addressed them, and nervously asked who Megaman was.
"Megaman is stuck on the big space station!" squeaked one.
"We're making money for Miss Tron's spaceship!" piped the other one.
They both suddenly looked very scared.
"We weren't supposed to tell anyone, huh?" and with that they ran away screaming, "Retreat!"
I stood in shock. "Weird." I wanted to go after them. For some reason, the name "Megaman" filled me with dread. Just then, though, I heard Claire's voice.
"Mark, are you ready?"
Things got interesting as soon as I entered the ruin. I heard the little kids from earlier calling for help. About a hundred yards ahead of me I saw five of those little yellow faces, and three reaverbots shaped like wolves closing in on them.
I fired without even thinking about it. Everything seemed to melt away except for the reaverbots and myself. Time itself seemed to slow to a crawl as I moved effortlessly around the room. Fire, dodge, fire, dodge. It felt like a dance. Soon the dance was over, and I was left with three smoking piles of metal around me, and five weird little kids staring at me.
Two of them awkwardly waved at me.
"It's dangerous in here. You kids go wait on the surface." I said sternly.
"No way!" said one of them, boldly stepping forward. He soon lost some of his nerve, and looked at his feet while he mumbled, "Miss Tron'll punish us if we don't bring back some money…."
"Miss Tron?"
"She's waiting for us to get the refractor core here and return to Chek! Then we can go get Megaman!" said one of the two I had run into earlier.
I thought for a moment. "You know," I said, " you'll never make it to that core on your own…" the all shifted nervously. " And we do need to get to Chek…."
I continued deeper into the ruin, five of them behind me.
Claire's voice came over the radio, "You smooth talker, you."
I don't know if this is long enough or not. Enjoy anyway.
