Return of Metal
Prologue
By MEGAMANX411
Disclaimer: This fanfiction is a sequel to the previous story, Heavy Metal! In order to understand the events in this story, it would be wise to know what happened in the first. However, I will provide a slight recap anyway for those who need a refreshed idea. Metal was created by Dr. Wily long ago, and his design was based similarly to Mega Man X, and he was going to be Dr. Wily's masterpiece. That is, until Zero was created. Metal was left broken and unfinished, and so he had to fend for himself. He wanted revenge against Zero, and so he stole illegal parts to make himself stronger.
He committed many crimes to gain such power, and it usually pained his companion, Goth. When Metal finally reached X, Zero, and Axl, he found himself ata loss. He was unable to kill his intended target, despite his best efforts. X, however, managed to help convince Metal to takea different path, to live peacefully. This story takes place mere months after the first story ended, with both sides trying to live out how they promised they would. Metal and Goth are fan characters of my creation, but the rest of the characters included within the Mega Man X universe do not belong to me.
Mega Man X looked outside with a grim expression on his face. Even though the conflict with the famed reploid named Metal had been resolved, he couldn't help but feel depressed. Many hunters had died by his hands, Zero's past only seemed to get darker, and he felt helpless to resolve it. The bounty hunters also met an untimely end. X did feel better that he managed to avoid a fight between Zero and Metal. That would've been disastrous.
"Hey X. Something wrong?" Alia asked, walking by.
X turned to see Alia. She was on her coffee break, and looked a little ragged. He couldn't blame her though, Signas had her working triple-shifts. There were some fanatics out there who even tried to impersonate Metal after the conflict was resolved. Not to mention the sheer disregard for authority--another trait that Metal managed to instill in the general public.
"Naw, just thinking," X replied, shaking his head.
Alia sat down beside him and sighed as she looked out the window.
"It's kind of hard to believe, isn't it? That the conflict with Metal is over?" Alia asked.
"Yeah..." X answered, looking up at the gray sky.
"It feels like it isn't though. It's strange," Alia muttered, brushing her hair aside.
"I have that feeling too. It's kind of hard to explain," X answered, agreeing with Alia's sentiment wholeheartedly.
"Maybe that means you shouldn't have let him go," Zero muttered, entering the room.
X and Alia looked back to see Zero standing in the doorway, his eyes firm and sharp. His long, blonde hair swayed a little as he stopped suddenly, and the door closing behind him made it move a little more. The red hunter looked at X with a kind of "I told you so" look, shook his head, and headed off to the training room.
"I'm off to train. Catch you guys later," Zero added.
"Don't mind him," Alia comforted. "He's just been testy because of all the work."
"No, it's fine. He's right. There is something happening..." X muttered, his cryptic words scaring not only himself, but Alia too.
Elsewhere, Metal was still alive and well. He wasn't as strong as before though. He got rid of his weapons and he no longer wanted to pursue his vendetta against Zero. He had what he wanted, so that was enough for him. Metal and Goth merely remained outside of the central cities, hiding out in the country side in a small home. The small abode was relatively unkown by many, but it was still pretty nice. Metal stood beside a bed, looking outside. Goth was asleep beside him, resting peacefully. Metal stretched, and looked up at the gray skies.
"Man, what a lousy day. Looks like it's gonna rain," he commented, looking back at Goth.
All of the sudden, the dark shade cast by the clouds grew even dimmer. With a seemingly evil manner in its execution, the shadows crept up on everythign, completely eclipsing everything in darkness. Everything was covered in shadow. Metal instantly gritted his teeth and anger. He knew something was coming. He prepared whatever weapon he had ready to go and assumed his fighting stance. He shot a look back at Goth to make sure she was ok.
"Alright...who's there?" Metal shouted, looking around.
A cryptic voice merely chuckled. But the voice was so dark and sadistic, it sounded like it rang from the depths of hell. Metal's eyes narrowed and he tried to look harder. He still couldn't see who it was. But that didn't change the fact that this guy was pissing Metal off.
"Look, whoever the fuck you are, get the hell away from here!" Metal shouted.
The voice merely chuckled again, but that gave away the intruder's presence to Metal. Metal dashed over to where the figure stood and rammed his fist into the figure's chest. His spiked knuckles were caught by the figure, and Metal was thrown aside like a rag doll. When he hit the ground, Metal quickly threw himself back up, and he dashed back over at his attacker.
"I'm not gonna lose to some shady fuck like you," Metal announced, baring one of his fangs in his trademark grimace.
"So sad. This is truly sad. You were once such an imposing maniac. Were has your power gone?" the figure asked.
Metal clearly had no idea what this figure was talking about. Power wasn't something he needed anymore, he had what he wanted. He wouldn't be tricked again.
"Look, I don't care what you're offering, I don't want it. Get outta here!" Metal shouted.
"What if I were to tell you that I'm not asking, I'm telling?" the figure replied.
Metal stopped dead in his tracks. He had no idea what was going on, but this was definitely serious. A bead of sweat trickled down his face and he clenched his fist tightly.
"Metal...you are mine!"