Hello readers. This is my first 'Fan-character' fiction, and I'm really looking forward to what you people think of it. I do not own MegaMan. It belongs to Capcom. Now be good readers and review my story.

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The year is 20XX A.D. The ninth battle against the nefarious Dr. Wily had ended with MegaMan and Bass's victory. Once more, MegaMan returned to his home, while Bass and ProtoMan set out to parts unknown. Wily, infuriated by Bass's betrayal, set to work on his most powerful robot yet (CAUGH-Zero-CAUGH). Dr. Light began work on his own, but for more scientific purposes (We should all know this is X). Because of MegaMan's power, several nations decided to create robots of their own to even out the balance of power.

In this new age of peace, information was the most powerful weapon. Sensing this, the nations of England, Japan, and the United States formed an alliance to create a new form of robot. Unlike MegaMan, this new robot would not have to rely on brute force to attack. Months passed as the robot was designed, built, and programmed. In Japan, about the time when Cherry Blossoms were beginning to bloom, the project was finally completed...

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SYSTEM STARTUP—12.00.00 20XX AD

POWER—100%

STEALTH—100%

R.ARM—100% -- DRAW SYSTEMS GREEN.

L.ARM—100% -- DRAW SYSTEMS GREEN.

CORE—100%

LEGS—100%

BOOST—100%

S.BUSTER—100%

BLADES—100% -- DISABLED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE.

PROCESSOR—100%

SYSTEM STATUS: ALL GREEN.

ACTIVATING ARMOR...

ARMOR—100%

PERSONALITY FILE LOADED.

ETHICS MODULE BOOTING... COMPLETE.

OPTIC SENSORS ONLINE.

AUDIO SENSORS ONLINE.

'TOUCH' SENSORS ONLINE.

SONAR SYSTEM ONLINE.

PULSE FEEDBACK NORMAL.

UNIT DESIGNATION: SAU-1

UNIT NAME: [Please click here to enter name.]

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The technician overseeing the startup blinked. "What the... Hey boss, what should we name this thing?"

"I don't know. What do I look like, a Dad?"

"Well, the computer won't finish start-up until we name it."

"Oh great. Look for a book and read every name you can find out loud."

Pulling out a Manga, the technician began reading. Before long, a heated debate was underway between all of the techies over the name. Unnoticed by anyone, the name filled itself out. One of the techies accidentally pushed the enter key. The word was burnt into his mind, finishing the start sequence.

He opened his eyes. His black pupils were soon overtaken by red irises, making him look almost human.

'Start up successful,' He thought, 'and I'm functioning at normal standards. Armor is online and fully powered. Location is unknown. Since this is startup number one, I assume that I'm in a testing bay. Movement is restricted, but the restraints are being released. I'm free.'

He stood. The sound of releases went unnoticed by everyone except the manager, who looked on as the new robot rose up.

The robots chest armor was silver, causing it to reflect the lighting in the chamber. His upper arms and legs were a dark green, which from afar could be mistaken as black. His lower arms and legs were the same silver color as his chest armor, but his hands and feet became the green-black of the rest of his body. His helmet had traditional circular 'ears'. In the helmet's forehead was a gold diamond, followed by a raised strip of metal. On either side of the gem resided a set of silver V-shaped spikes that extended behind his helmet. Attached to his lower arms was a set of blades. These blades reached above his head, looking almost like towers attached to his shoulders. The gold gem flashed as he was disconnected from the monitoring equipment.

"Guys. It's awake."

"What? Who entered a name?"

"Who cares. It's functioning. That's all we need to know."

The robot looked around. 'Technical staff identified. Current objectives: gather information.' He walked up to the window separating them and punched the glass, shattering it. Most of the people working screamed as he pulled himself into the operations bay. Opening his mouth for the first time, he spoke. "I require information."

The tone of voice he used was even. There was not even a hint of emotion. The sound of his voice was downright evil however, causing more than one of the techies to freak out and run away. The few who remained sat in silence until the manager spoke. "What information?"

"Objectives. Our location. My purpose."

"That I can answer. Your location is five miles North-East of Sendai, Japan. Your purpose is to protect humanity. Your current objective is to undergo testing of your abilities."

"Understood. Where is the testing facility?"

"This way. What is your name?"

"Issen."

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A month passed. Issen proved to be the very weapon that they had been trying to create. A stealthy machine capable of almost anything. As testing came to a close, Issen was shut down and stored for transport to America. The transport arrived quietly at an Air Force base known to most as 'Area 51'. He was unloaded and brought to an underground bunker for his second activation. As if to punctuate the occasion, the desert had a thunderstorm rolling in. A very unusual occurrence for the area.

"Are we ready?" An elderly general puffed his cigar form the command center.

"Yes sir." The Colonel in charge of Issen's activation answered back smartly, trying to give a good impression.

"Good. Any chance this thunderstorm will adversely affect Issen's activation?"

The Colonel sighed. "We don't know. He is a big hunk of metal, and metal normally conducts electricity. We do have safeguards however, so it should be fine."

"That 'big hunk of metal' cost Uncle Sam a pretty penny. Make sure it works."

"Yes sir. Everything will go smoothly."

As if God wanted to make him a liar, an electrical line outside the bunker was struck by lightning. A surge in the power being supplied to Issen caused a premature startup. It also erased most of his directives files, causing him to forget all military doctrine. All of this happened within a matter of seconds, leaving the Colonel and his staff gaping in awe.

"STATUS REPORT!" The general bellowed. Someone brought up Issen's read-outs on the main screen.

"Issen has suffered a partial memory loss. Several key files are missing from his system, but he's still coming online as we speak!"

"His military files are completely corrupted! He won't accept the order to shut down!"

"All systems are coming online! All body functions are green! Trying a manual shutdown!"

The Colonel ground his teeth. "What the heck is going on?!"

"Activating restraints! Manual shutdown unsuccessful!"

EMERGENCY ACTIVATION. POWER GRID ALMOST TO OVERLOAD. DISCONNECTION COMPLETE.

'Where am I?' Issen though. 'Who are these people? Why are they trying to hold me back? Why are they trying to control me? What the heck is going on?!?'

BLADES UNLOCKED.

"Issen, I order you to shut-down!"

'An order? What's an order? Why do these people look so afraid of me? Do I accept orders? No. I won't be controlled by these people. I don't like this. My name means 'a battle', and that's just what I'll give them.'

"Dear god..." The general's cigar dropped from his mouth as Issen ripped free from the restraints. His blades swung free, slicing several computer in half as they came to his hands. Fear overwhelmed all logic, causing the general to panic. "Kill it! Kill it now!"

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Outside the bunker, a red and gray robot was charging his buster. ProtoMan smirked as he blasted away the bunkers door.

"Far to easy. Whatever they're experimenting on here is powerful. I can detect it fro, miles away, so Wily must have picked it up by now."

Several robotic guards rushed out, only to be destroyed by ProtoMan's buster. As he entered the complex, he could have sworn he heard screaming...

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Well, this is the first chapter. Please review! I'll try to update again soon, but I have school starting in a few days. SCHOOL IS EVIL!! Go read Megatokyo and eat some chocolate.