"Well, look who finally decided to quit being a coward and be a man for once", Sgt. Squidy coughed into Rebel's face as the assorted Inkling amiibo (and normal amiibo brainwashed with Inkling parts hot-glued to them) began to point various Splatoon weapons at us from a distance.
"So, START TALKING', Sgt. Squidy barked, pointing the Charger weapon right at Rebel's eye, 'which one of these dweebs helped you get away". Rebel bit his lower lip, not wanting to tell this jerk of all people that I helped him. "Um', Rebel snickered, 'Why should I help a loser like you?! You were the one who lied hard enough that you made me put my trust into one of them". Sgt. Squidy just stared blankly at Rebel, clearly puzzled. But he had an 'I have an idea' expression growing on his face. He then walked over to me and proceeded to place the end of the Charger weapon right under my chin, the most vulnerable part of my body. He just gave me an evil smirk, muttering "Don't worry. It will all be over quickly if you stay quiet like a good little robot. You'll never have to think about this ever again". Rebel looked in Sgt. Squidy's general direction, hissing, "Don't you dare, sorry excuse for a piece of calamari". The rightful fugitive glimmered in malice at Rebel, only saying this: "Tell me how to find him, and I'll set them all free, even your little blue friend right here". Rebel looked down, clearly ashamed of something. I, on the other hand, was quite confused. He sighed and solemnly said, "I genuinely don't know Squidy. You know that Roboenza has been missing for years, right Rock". Suddenly, a flood of memories filled my head.
That name.
That title.
That, burden.
Those all used to belong to me
I used to live here, and that was what I was called. 'Roboenza' was my name. Everyone knew my name, and I had a reputation for being shy and quiet outside of battle, but ruthless in combat, not leaving a single enemy alive. I received this name for nearly wiping out the Skylanders; like a disease. I was a killing machine. I had no fear. I never felt. I didn't even consider giving mercy to an enemy, even if it was only a child. Ringz was my only friend; the only amiibo that truly understood and cared about me; the only amiibo that kept me from going mad and causing mass destruction. He slowly but surely softened my heart, getting me to talk, to feel, even to smile. I am forever grateful to Ringz for teaching me the values of pacifism, so when the original government agents (including me) were chased out of Central Plaza, I was heartbroken that I would never see him again. Once I had left after the incident, a Game Stop colony (self-explanatory) took me in and cared for me, giving me a new name and new purpose: I was Rocky Road, and I was a patrol scout for amiibo that had gotten lost. After a few weeks, I met Angel. She plucked me off my post on the shelf, excitement and wonder in her eyes. "MEGA MAN', she squealed in excitement, 'I can't wait to take you home! The others will love you". The day I arrived, there were only four of us: Galacta, Partychu, Pinky, and me. We let more and more amiibo in, and I quickly forgot my original name and original purpose. But truly, I never forgot what I once was.
The past was behind me, and now, I needed to help my friends. I needed to be brave!
PLOT TWIST! I'm so glad that I finally got this out to you guys! You all have been so kind to me, always supporting me in writing these stories for your pleasure! I LOVE YOU ALL! Have an amazing day/evening! Angel is out!