Disclaimer: This is the last time. I DO NOT OWN ROCKMAN OR ANY BANDS THAT MAY OR MAY NOT MAKE AN APPEARANCE!!!!! I ATE COW FOR DINNER! Okay, that was irrelevant, but… uh… ah forget it. On with the fic!

Chapter III:

Brothers

Part I: Hell on Earth

The orange setting sun behind him, Takeshi jumped off a building, landing inches from the ground; thanks to his jets, and began floating toward the Bank. Within, two men had tied up the security guards and were quickly making way with as much loot as possible. Unfortunately for them, they didn't notice the robotically enhanced teenager floating behind them with his arms crossed in disgust. "What's this? Didn't your mother tell you it's not right to steal?" The two quickly spun around and threw silver bars at him, which only dented and bounced off his unfazed armor. "Yeah, nice try." They then tried to run away, only to be grabbed by the collars and hung wedgie-style on the nearest flag poles, awaiting the cops.

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"AND IT'S ALL THE RAGE! A new hero, calling himself "Rockman", is stopping various crimes…"

"Everyone's talking about him; the half robot, half human warrior of justice, Rockman!"

"They're calling him the Blue Bomber, hero to all, stopping crimes big and small…" The 40 year old, small Japanese man snarled and threw his remote at his holographic TV, as if it'd break it. Every channel was talking about the same thing, Rockman, Rockman, ROCKMAN!

"Damn you, Light! I told you no!" He yelled. "How dare he disrespect ME, the Emperor's advisor?" While Japan was a free and fairly modern country, they reverted back to Emperors rather than presidents and modern dictators for traditional reasons, not wanting to abandon all of their older culture. "He'll loathe the day he disobeyed me…" The short man pressed a button, and spoke into the mic. "Yumi, get me Emperor Daisuke… tell him we have a traitor amongst us."

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"They're complete at last…!" The old man said, sitting down, still concealed in shadow. He pressed a button, and the four cyborgs launched from the ground via an air shoot, followed by the one full robot, which had been deemed Electricman by the public, or Elecman for short. He was on the far left, and Cutsman, the second cyborg, stood at the far right. He too, was named by the public. In the center, stood three unknowns; the Doctor's latest experiments. He gasped for air and spoke. "You are the beginning of a new breed… a new sub-species of man that will soon overrun this world's governments and become the leading figures. You are the almighty." From behind, Max stepped forward and confronted the five elite.

"You each have your own unique abilities… as you have probably already found out. I too, am one of you…" From Max's left hand, a small sphere of condensed fire appeared, and fizzled out as he made a fist. "But I will stay behind as you conquer your own territories… the doctor is not as strong as he had been in previous years… leaving him in need of a bodyguard. Now, back to business. Choose your own continents or countries, and make them yours. Demonstrate to the world your power." The five nodded and disappeared in flashes of light, beaming high into the sky and fazing through all objects as if they did not exist. "They fell for it…"

"Widespread panic… so beautiful…" The doctor gasped for air. "Soon this world will be in my hands."

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"Italy…" Explosions rocked the city, as many super-sharp blades spun through buildings and power plants, spreading fire all about. "Germany…" Bombs fell from the sky, destroying many houses and government facilities. "Ameroupe." Ice swept across the huge country, freezing it in seemingly unbreakable Ice. "China." Electricity jumped from object to object, destroying them instantly. "Nation Z." A huge robot swept in, smashing tanks high into the air and obliterating the ground beneath him on contact, while taking flight once more with his jets. "And even here, in Japan, where a huge fortress has made itself apparent just off shore, as you can clearly see." The cameras switched to Live, and aerial footage was taken… but quickly lost as fire incinerated the armored copter into ash. "My God… what is this heat!?" A figure, barely visible on the near yet distant Island, caught fire and totally destroyed the area. Thomas turned off the HDIII Holographic Television and turned to Takeshi.

"It's happening. He's trying to take the world down country by country… what scares me most is the fact that he has Nation Z and Ameroupe under his thumb… they, together, have limitless power…" Takeshi nodded.

"I can't take them all on my own… hell; I don't think I can take ONE on my own!"

"Heh… don't forget you're no normal human anymore… not to mention you can easily copy their ability and use it against them."

"Whatever… I just don't think I can take them all." Thomas nodded.

"Well, you won't be. You weren't the first, Takeshi… there's another like you out there… but he ran off before I could complete him."

"…" Takeshi was silent.

"He may help you… he may not… you're brothers, in a sense, and that should be enough for him to come and help you when needed…"

"What about transportation? I can't get around the world…"

"Actually, you can." The doctor interrupted. "Takeshi, meet Rush." A dog barked and stepped forward. It was clad in red armor, and had no fur, but a tan-ish skin. "He is full robot, and can move at astonishing speeds… in a matter of three seconds, he can reach from 0 to 800kph." Takeshi shook his head.

"You thought of everything, didn't you?"

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"WOOO HOOO!!!!!" Takeshi yelled as he twisted and twirled in mid air, using Rush's Jet feature, clinging to his back via magnets. His target was Italy. There was something… evil… about Cutsman… something far more evil than Wily, even… a power that cannot possibly belong to human or cyborg… Finally, his destination… As he landed, he found that he had landed on hundreds of human bodies, piled dozens of feet into the air. Cutsman was a madman… killing for no reason… just for… fun. Takeshi only had to follow the bloodcurdling screams of Cutsman's victims to locate him… something Takeshi wished to never hear again. Such agony… such pain… never did Cutsman kill his victims as they pleaded… he wanted to watch them squirm and grab for death only to live instead. Then he'd let them wallow in despair and die… tortured for hours… Laughter. Insane laughter… screams… the sound of blade slicing through bone. This was Hell on Earth. "Cutsman!" The sound of hydraulics barely drowned out the screams as Cutsman turned to face the newcomer.

"Takeshi? Takeshi Rokku!? Well, well, well! I thought Zappy killed you back at the tournament!" Cutsman laughed. "Come on… Cutsman? What, did you get drunk and pull a name from thin air?" Takeshi sweat-dropped.

"Don't look at me… blame big media."

"Of course… only the creators of the name Incredible Human could conceive such a moronic name… Just call me Jakob… like your mother screamed, as I slowly ripped her apart, all those years ago!!" Takeshi's eyes widened. "I will rip you apart, as I have everyone else! You will SQUIRM! You will WALLOW! You will beg for death, and I shall leave you to SUFFER!!" The maniac sent one of his limitless spinning blades toward Takeshi. Out of pure rage and hatred, Takeshi deflected it with his wrist armor and sent it flying back at Cutsman. "PLEASE!" Cutsman snapped the blade in half and sent its remnants flying as small knives. Takeshi kicked off the body-concealed ground and leapt above the barrage and toward Cutsman.

"Let's try this!" Takeshi, er, Rockman, sent a huge blast of plasma energy toward Cutsman… Who simply sliced it into nothingness with a spinning blade. Rockman jetted off to the right and dodged the attack, only to be hit by one of Cutsman's flying kicks. Takeshi grunted, and followed up with a round-house kick to the cyborg's head, creating a small crack and explosion as he collided with the ground. "…" Rockman was silent. Cutsman quickly dashed into the air, the small crack in his helmet slowly healing. He laughed and laughed, and time seemed to slow… Finally, he shoved Rockman to the ground by pushing down on his shoulders, and sent a barrage of strange little helmeted creatures. They hid in their helmets as they fell to the ground, stood up, and fired several bullets from their mouth. Rockman returned fire, only to have his shots dissipate as they made contact with their helmets, and was shoved into the barrage by Cutsman. He laughed. So weak…

"…You should pick on someone your own size." Standing directly in front of the sun, you couldn't make out many features, sans for the large shield strapped to his back and his scarf, flowing in the light breeze. "Leave him be!" The figure sent a huge blast of golden energy at Cutsman, only to have it, too, dissipated by one of his spinning blades. "Hmph." The figure disappeared, and left Rockman to fend for himself. Explosions rocked the area as Rockman finished off the three small robots, and he turned to face Cutsman.

"It ends now." Takeshi warned. Cutsman couldn't help but laugh.

"Look at this! The kid wants to be a hero! Feh!" Cutsman sent three spinning blades toward the blue hero, two diagonally and horizontally, only to have the blue one duck and roll away. From behind Cutsman, the figure from before fazed into existence and, with a faint, short whine, sent a huge blast of energy at Cutsman's head, sending him falling into the ground face first. His helmet shattered, and his disfigured head was revealed. Many veins connected to metal plates and pipes, and his brain was replaced with a large chip, which stored all his memories and personality. He spun around and saw a cyborg similar in appearance to Rockman. He was clad in crimson armor with a thin, gray bodysuit beneath. His scarf lay loosely on his collar and his eyes were shielded by a black visor. His helmet wasn't as blocky as Rockman's, and in a V shape around his visor, with white marks scattered about the forehead area. His armor around his legs was double plated and kinda blocky, and led up to his knees, where a red utility belt was tied around his waist, about 5 or 7 inches higher. His arms were mainly unarmored, except for his wrists which had the same, sorta blocky, double layered armor as his legs, and as his legs, the second, thicker layer showed by about 2 inches. His golden scarf stopped blowing, and he dashed forward, punching, and blasting, Cutsman's chest, sending him flipping through the air.

"I weakened him. Finish him off, now!" Before Takeshi could speak, he was gone, fazing out of reality. There was no time to think, however, for Cutsman had gained a new helmet, and dashed forward, a huge pair of scissor blades materializing from the hole in his helmet as he moved head first. Takeshi slammed him down into the ground by pressing on his head and blasted him deeper and deeper, until a crater was formed. Cutsman was angry now. He leapt high into the air and sent dozens of spinning blades at Rockman. He narrowly escaped them by twisting and turning, but was caught off guard by a kick from behind. It seemed that red-clad warrior wasn't the only one with teleportation skills.

"Heh, heh, heh…" Cutsman seemed to cut through reality itself, creating a small tear in the air, and climbed in. It quickly sealed up, leaving Takeshi to wonder. Minutes passed, and nothing, so he decided to go home.

"Rush…" Takeshi was silent. "Rush? Where are you? Rush!" Silence. He searched for several moments, only to find rush sliced in half. Cutsman was clearly here. And the wound was very fresh… meaning… too late. The blades clasped around Takeshi's abdomen, and Cutsman slowly squeezed them inward. He laughed madly. This was it? This was Rockman?

"Weak…" Once more, the red-clad warrior had to make an appearance, and he latched on to Cutsman's neck, flipping him over and sending Takeshi flying. The red warrior ran forward and shoved Cutsman into a pile of bodies as he attempted to arise, and left once more. Takeshi didn't wait. He attempted to charge his blaster like the red one did, and sent a massive blast toward Cutsman/ The red and white madman could only stare wide-eyed and in horror as the massive blue energy beam rushed for him.

END CHAPTER

YAY! Cliffy! My old friend! Well, till next time!