Warning, warning, warning! Irregular attack in process!

"This is bad! We're detecting multiple mavericks' signals near the vicinities of point E-46!" reported Alia, astonished.

"5…50…100…175 rebel units have just appeared in our radar!" informed Layer after counting the signals on the virtual map.

"It's a full scale attack! Are they planning to take down our special retrieve unit?" wondered Palette, puzzled.

"No, it's not us who they want this time. It's X who they're after" pointed the composed General despite the current emergency situation in hands.

"No way…" muttered Layer, speechless.

"But…how?! How did the mavericks found out about that place?" asked Palette, still perplexed while General remained as stern as usual.

"Maverick Hunters HQ! Maverick Hunters HQ! Do you copy?"

"That voice is…!" said Alia, surprised, and quickly pinpointed the incoming signal on the screen.

"Maverick Hunters HQ, this is Colonel! We've just arrived to the designated point, and we're ready to engage the maverick uprising!"

Maverick Hunters 1st Division (Combat Unit)

Current leader: Colonel

"Is Iris's brother!" said Palette, surprised.

"Affirmative, our main combat unit is just a few meters from the battle zone" informed them Layer.

"You had foreseen that surprise attack, hadn't you General?" commented Alia, relieved for the sudden turn of events in their favor.

"You should be thanking Master Cain for the advice. He was the one who insisted in sending the combat unit alongside the special retrieve unit. Although, I don't think it was necessary at the end. For it is clear that those mavericks aren't counting the strength of the Light reploids" he pointed out, bluntly.

From there, around hundreds of kilometers away, the desolated area of point E-46 soon became a vicious battlefield between the proud soldiers and cadets from the maverick hunters association, and the deadly faction of irregulars (mavericks): reploids gone berserk.

"Hold your positions! Do not give the enemy any quarter!" ordered severely a composed, young humanoid, black reploid within the front lines.

Maverick Hunters 14th Division (Special Retrieve Unit)

Current leader: Signas

"We can't hold them much longer! Aarghhh!" cried a desperate humanoid reploid that, unfortunately, got killed by a maverick.

"Damn…" cursed Signas after witnessing such horrible outcome. Even if the special retrieve unit counted with the assistance of combat reploids in their ranks, they were just not prepared enough to suppress a maverick attack of that level. Consequently, their only hope summed up to survive until more specialized combat units would arrive to their aid.

"Ahhh!"

"Gurgh!"

"Gah!" However, that proved to be an impossible task against the mighty maverick faction, as reploid after reploid fell prey of the vicious irregulars.

"D-die, die, die!" cried a scared cadet while shooting against a large maverick that was approaching him menancingly. But no matter how many shoots he fired at it, they were only small pellets against its impenetrable armor. Soon, the terrified reploid was forced to back up until it was cornered against a small rocky hill; which was suddenly reduced to a pile of pulverized rocks thanks Gutsman's huge fists that punched the irregular miles away from the hunter, rendering it out of commission with a single blow.

"Sir Gutsman!" cried the rejoiced reploid.

Almost immediately, the rebel faction changed targets and concentrated their fire on the large industrial reploid. Still, the mavericks would need more than that in order to take the proud foreman down. Using one arm as protection and the other as his main force, Gutsman reached a big rock formation and lifted it up with ease singlehandedly. Then, he prepared for his signature javelin throw.

"Weakling mavericks, don't underestimate me!" and he threw said hard object against the irregulars, which forced them to disperse on the area.

"Hah! Yeah! You want some of this too, pal?" taunted them a swift Oilman who was sliding from one side to the other very quickly thanks to the slippery oil on his feet, making him almost uncatchable for the mavericks and their attacks.

"Wooo!" he cheered while in the air after having done a small somersault into a group of enemies carelessly. Once Oilman was in their range, the irregulars loaded their weapons and prepared to shoot him down.

"Oh no, you won't!" cried Iceman's voice from behind his older brother.

Seizing this opportunity for their carefully planned surprise attack, the little Eskimo reploid popped his head out from Oilman's back and shot an ice arrow from his mouth, which froze all the mavericks in their place.

"Heh, I guess we...cool them down, don't you think, bro?" joked Oilman with his fist in the air.

"Yup!" replied Iceman back with a smile, and the two fist-bumped in celebration. However, further victory moments would have to wait, as the irregular menace was still large and the two reploids were forced to quickly disperse in the battlefield.

"Cut! Cut! Cut!" exclaimed Cutman while slicing and dicing his enemies with ease thanks to his scissor-shaped boomerangs.

"You'll think it twice before messing with us" he told to the inanimate mavericks scraps at his feet, only to be face to face with a large mech. Yet, that didn't make the scissor-like reploid flinch at all.

"Heheh, you know what they say…The bigger they are, the harder they fall!" commented Cutman boldly as he attached two large scissor-shaped boomerangs into a large saw blade.

"Take this, you big piece of junk!" and he threw his new saw blade towards the mech, cutting it in half.

Not too far from his current position, one of his older brothers-Fireman-was scorching all and any maverick that dared to come near him or any of the righteous hunters. For him, keeping the enemies at bay posed no difficulties whatsoever thanks to his double, flamethrower busters.

"I'll continue providing cover, you two stay as close to me as possible" he informed it to Timeman and the prying girl that, unwillingly, got dragged into the battle.

"Let go of me already, you stupid brat!" she fought back against the reploid's tight grip.

"Tsk, be quiet already!" he retorted, tired of the female's offensive comments regarding his young teenage-like appearance.

"Timeman, look out!" cried his brother worried after noticing many flying-type mavericks above the two.

"Wahhh! Help me!" shrieked the scared young woman as she wrapped her arms around Timeman's neck.

"Q-quit choking me!" he stuttered a little angry while fighting back, losing precious seconds to counterattack the upcoming menace.

"We're dead!"

"Time slow!"

At that moment, by making both bells on his helmet resonate, Timeman distorted the space-time in a 200 meters perimeter, only affecting the close enemies around them. Once the Time Slow was set, all the reploid had to do was create a set of small purple clock hands that worked as arrow-like projectiles, which he, subsequently, threw at the main cores' of the mavericks; killing them in one single cold blow.

"You can…let go of me now" he reassured her a little sternly; mainly because he was starting to feel uncomfortably with a human being this close to him.

"O-oh! Sorry!" she apologized embarrassedly.

"Hey! Maverick scum, over here!" called them Bombman boldly from a top of a hill. Once he saw that he got their attention, he detached some small devices from his round body, which he quickly threw to the irregulars in hopes of blowing them up with a single try. However, one of them managed to escape the blast from Bombman's explosive grenades on time.

"Don't think you can leave without your parting gift" he told it before sticking an explosive device on its chest. Then, he kicked the surviving maverick away from him so that he could, remotely, activate the bomb from a safe position and avoid being hit by the explosion.

While in another nearby area, a lightsaber fight was taking place between Elecman, who was using his dual electric-swords, and a group of irregulars who also used swords as their means of combat. In that midst of close range battle, where neither he nor the enemies gave quarter to each other, the main industrial reploid helper, in charge of power regulation at the electric plant, dished out his enemies with ease swiftly despite the number of enemies against him.

"Ahhh! Help!" cried a defenseless hunter that was about to be squashed by a large mech.

"Hang on!" replied Elecman. Then, with the power of his four, green screws appendages on his back, the electric-type reploid produced a deadly discharge that shocked the mech, to the point of frying its armor and its inner system.

"Hooray for the Light reploids!"

"With them on the field, we have nothing to worry about!"

Those were some of the ovations and cheers the hunter cadets cried excited. Even commander Signas couldn't help but to be grateful for the assistance of the Light reploids. If it had not been for them, the casualties would have been bigger.

"Mechaniloid incoming! Form a defensive line, now!" ordered a captain of the 14th division, startling the commander in charge since he failed to take into consideration the possibility of having to deal with work machines gone berserk.

"Don't hesitate! Keep shooting until you bring it down!" instructed them Signas as the large excavator mech approached to the hunters at full speed.

"I'll handle this, commander!"

In that instant, a new, blue, highly advanced reploid made his way within the defensive lines in order to not only join the fray, but also to take the lead in the attack against the excavating mechaniloid.

"Is that?" wondered a hunter, astonished.

"The reploid whom we were supposed to collect? I can't believe it, he looks so…powerful" commented another one, speechless, as X dashed towards the maverick faction.

"Way to go, brother!" cheered Cutman, joyful, as his older sibling took down irregular after irregular with his physical combat skills and his single-shot fires from his buster.

Once he was done with the lesser units, he focused on the large excavating mechaniloid that tried to crush him with its deadly shovels. However, X managed to jump with ease on top of the mechaniloid's limbs in order to reach its main core at the cockpit. After arriving to it, he performed a barrage of quick-shoots to damage the hatch. Then he subsequently followed it with a charged shoot that reduced the entire main computer to ashes, thus ending the mechaniloid's rampage.

"He-he did it! The mechaniloid's down!" commented a hunter happily.

"Incredible, he single-handled both the mavericks and the mechaniloid, just how far are his powers?" wondered a fourth cadet from the 14th division.

"We shall worry about later. For now, let's just finish wiping out the remaining mavericks, move!" ordered a more centered Signas.

"Yeah!" cried all the hunters in unison.

And so, with their fighting spirits lifted by X's presence on the battlefield, the hunters started to gain terrain against the maverick threat. However, saying that they were the only ones present in the battle would be an understatement, as the rests of a particular dead irregular started to record everything that was happening in the battle.

Actual footage

"Ummm, as expected. The 8 Light reploids are no weaklings when it comes to battle. Nonetheless, they're nothing compared to that blue bomber. Speed, strength, and long range attacks make him a threat to be careful of. But…"

Aargrh! Aaagrrghr!

"Your skills are far superior to his, you great piece of machinery"

Arrrgh! Grrr…I'll kill youuu!

"Yes, yes! That's the kind of leadership we reploids need in order to free ourselves from this accursed world led by humans. Don't you worry, though this process of data draining is painful, it'll be all over in a couple of seconds"

Gurgh…ARRRGH!

"I promise. I'll groom you into the perfect reploid king that will change history. Hahahaha!"

DWN. 001

Name: Zero

Only one maverick hunter remains ;)