Chapter 14: Samwich!
Disclaimer: What do I have to do this again? You all know he doesn't own shit except for Adimus and the character Shenlong and various other robots that have not been included in the Mega Man franchise! What are you all retarded?
Author's note: I got three new games for Christmas or was it….no it was three I think and a whole lot of money to buy more games. I've bought the Undead Nightmare DLC and have been getting these other stories stuck in my head while I obsess over different superheroes on different days. I had a vacation came back to the dorms and the entire week of school has been canceled thanks to massive build ups of snow and ice…and I have not completed a single game or done half the crap I wanted to do now. Anyway, this is the last chapter dealing with the Adamus storyline and I'll fill you in on the future of this story at the end.
"Lord Adamus," cried one of the annoying messenger robots with no name, not that any of them had a name. "There is distressing news to report to you my lord!"
"Get on with it, I have much more important plans to make than to deal with someone's pathetic mistakes," ordered Adamus as he sipped from his wine glass, his synthetic tongue's sensors acting like taste buds. The port was quite good.
"It has to do with that Robot Master you imprisoned, Bass," replied the messenger who could sense the dangerous annoyance rise within Adamus.
"I just left him not twenty minutes ago what the hell is it now," barked Adamus before a buster blast tore through the floor, dangerously close to his glass of wine.
"That's the thing, he sort of…broke out," whimpered the messenger in fear.
"I'm not going to lie, I'm very disappointed in whoever was left in charge, which was who?"
"Apuar…"
"Apuar," said Adamus as he rose from his chair, an angry grimace spreading across his face in outrage quivering his pale, almost silver skin. "Apuar couldn't handle a shot of raspberry snapps much less Bass or even the blond gynoid he was with!"
At that very moment a large hulking brute of a robot was sent flying in through the main doors, knocking over two of the three main guards and removing another from its legs which were still standing in position. The messenger was also unfortunate enough to be crushed by one of the skipping impacts of the robot. The large robot, a heavy duty guard model, finally crashed on the other side of the room, shattering apart on the metal wall. Adamus sighed heavily as he threw down his cape and called upon his fine armor, red over black with gold streaks of lightning adorning it. His sword, a long forked blade with a buster running right between the separations of the sides of the blade, came to his hand, lightning flashing across the surface of the metal. What folly for this arrogant Robot Master to break into HIS main chambers to challenge him. The boy would not be disappointed.
"Come then, let us have a final great war," said Adamus as he strode out, past the ruined bodies of his guards and men, they were useless to him now and Adamus never paid attention to useless things.
Bass had never felt as strong in his life as he started to spread a volley of death and destruction at the guards who fired at him. Metal was burnt into ashes from the sheer energy his blasts were giving off, blasts that were stronger than even a charged shot. Whatever this merger with Treble had done ahd increased his power level tenfold and all the more well because he would have to make this quick. He could not risk anymore damage being done to Treble as a result of the virus that his faithful companion had absorbed. This Adamus was the first on his list of destruction; the second would be that idiot bitch of a doctor who had placed the virus in him. A large robot got in his way; this one was a shiny metallic blue and was obviously designed for heavy assault. Bass ducked under one of its massive arms while firing off a blast or two right at its right knee cap. The shin was severed from the thigh as Bass kicked the robot with an extra thrust by jet boots. The robot flew right through the doors taking out those inside.
"Now to deal with the rest of the trash," said Bass as he snapped his fingers and smirked wickedly. "Astro Crush!"
The rest of the attack units didn't have a chance as they were all blown apart by the orbs of energy that were flying around the room at high speeds. He then summoned his metal blades to finish off any stragglers, it was all too easy, frighteningly so. Rock was making sure that Roll was safe, the blue dweeb finally having some use for Bass, perhaps he could be…somewhat tolerable…perhaps.
"Adamus, your angel of death awaits," called Bass as he walked through the wreckage of robots lying around. Someone was going to have hell cleaning this up and it definitely wasn't going to be him. Maybe the blue dweeb could turn himself back to whatever service robot he was before he decided to become a fighter. No. That would be a waste of a fighter and Bass would like to see him embrace his fighting side more, grow a spine instead of playing out that whole reluctant hero bit. "Come, it's not proper for a warrior to keep another waiting. We must sound the drums of war, the night is still young and a blood red sun awaits the victor!"
"Ah, how right you are, Bass," said Adamus as he emerged from his room adorned in a fine crimson armor with a lightning bolt on the chest. His massive sword was forked to allow a buster to be inserted in the gap, giving him long range and short range capabilities. "It gives me great pleasure to finally have this battle so that I may once and for all put you in your place before I conquer this world. You shall be the greatest adversary I've ever defeated!"
"You're wrong about this Adamus," said Bass as swirls of dark purple and black surrounded him giving off a dangerous aura that made it hard for anything organic to breath, even bacteria. "I don't know where you got these delusions that you were my better as prance around in that fancy cape of yours acting all noble, but this lesson will be the sweetest lesson I have ever given. You see Adamus, when the history of my greatness is written you will just be a book mark amongst the conquered. But actions speak so much better than words."
Bass lunged at Adamus, ducking under the heavy swing of the sword as it nearly took off the top of his helmet. The sword may have been big, but Adamus did not seem to be burdened by its heaviness and was just as fast with it as if it were a regular sword. Bass cursed under his breath as he got out of range quickly before he was hit by the sword on the second swing. If he were just a fraction of a second slower he would have been cleaved in two.
Bass fired a quick blast to Adamus's face before leaping over him to deliver a charged shot to his vulnerable back, but to his great shock, the attack had no affect on his armor. Unfortunately the momentary shock had cost him as he managed to avoid having his torso severed, but the same could not be said of his armor which took a great bit of damage. The blade had even made a deep cut into his synthetic skin, but it was only a superficial would as far as Bass was concerned.
"It seems that I have drawn the first blood," said Adamus proudly as he brought the tip of his sword to bear on Bass. "Now feel the power of my buster cannon!"
Bass was able to dodge the attack, but he could tell that the blast was powerful enough to do serious damage to his armor and himself as well. Things had just become greatly complicated as it seemed that Wiley had been toying around with new designs for weapons and it just so happened that they were actually extremely powerful. Wiley…I fucking hate you! He was going to have to start using his the vast database of Robot Masters to defeat him. He started with his old standby, metal blades.
"Let's see how powerful that armor is," said Bass as he unleashed a volley of metal blades onto his enemy. They were able to scratch his opponent's armor, but other than that they were having no effect at all. "Damn it!"
"What's the matter, surprised to find that my armor holds up to those puny blow," laughed Adamus as he swatted away the remaining metal blades with his gauntlets as if they were flies. "Now then, perhaps I should show you my arsenal since you showed me yours?"
Without saying another word, Adamus raised his right hand with the electricity crackling around it dangerously, as if giving off a warning spark. Then a flash of lightning shot out of his hand and struck Bass right in the best, knocking him back through three walls of metal. The smell of singed armor was at one time a pleasant smell to his nose, but now Bass found that it was only a further annoyance to the fact that his armor, even at its most powerful form, was no match for Adamus's attack. He now had to rely on being faster than his enemy, it was his only hope to have a chance at beating Adamus. As soon as Bass had jumped to his feat he was greeted by Adamus's powerful fist, knocking him right through the ceiling. This definitely wasn't going the way he had seen it in his mind.
Adamus caught him as soon as he fell from the hole he had left in the ceiling, catching the humbled Robot master by the throat with a laugh. Bass didn't know what hurt worse, his pride or his body, nearly every sensor in his face registering pain and all over his body sensors were going nuts. If he didn't catch a break soon his next move would never come. Luckily Adamus tossed him right through another wall right into an energy generator. Now he was in business.
"I think it's time I showed you the best weapon in my arsenal," said Bass as he jumped into the generator, his energy tank filling up as the power surged right through, enough to make this next attack a devastating one.
A smirk spread across his face as he called up multiple powers for this next attack, stretching the capabilities of his ultimate form as he called on not just his devastating astro crush, but also the most destructive powers among the Robot Masters. Adamus only had time to raise his eyebrow before he disappeared in the destructive blast of Bass's final attack. A light flashed out in the sky, outshining even the rays of the sun as everything seemed to go black as night and then a small mushroom of smoke formed. All that was left was rubble with no Adamus in sight.
"I…think you've…learned your lesson," panted Bass knowing full well he didn't need to breath, but he felt was humans called exhaustion as he dropped to his knees. The attack had short circuited the generator, shutting it down so it could not provide him with any more energy. Treble disengaged his master, collapsing onto the ground. "Treble are you okay! Treble! Say something!"
"Bass where are you," called a voice, a soft, caring voice that could only belong to the one adversary he couldn't beat, Roll. Her voice pierced through the darkness of the smoke, comforting him with her presence.
"I'm over here, near the center of this smoke," called Bass as he tried to get up to his feet. "Treble needs help! We have to get him out of here!"
Bass never got his feet as he was suddenly picked up by the neck by a somewhat weakened, but still strong grip that belonged to a very broken and battered Adamus. His armor had been destroyed and his left arm had melted off, but his right arm looked perfectly fine. His face was also horribly damaged with synthetic skin burnt off to show the very durable metal underneath that had also been badly burnt and cracked by the attack. There was a look of anger and amusement in his eyes topped with a broken smirk.
"You did well, Bass, much better than I had expected, but I still live," said Adamus, his voice box was partially damaged so his every word echoed mechanically. His grip tightened as it became clear that he planned on squishing Bass's neck in his good hand. "You know, no one has ever hurt me like you have so I think that no one shall feel my wrath as worse as you will. The first thing I'm going to do is crush your neck and remove your head from your body. Then I'm going to make you watch as I take your dog apart right in front of you, piece by peaceful piece, and then I'm going to find that cute little girlfriend of yours. I'm going to do it nice and slow, hell I think I'll make her my own personal harlot. Roll-chan and I are gonna have one of a time!"
Bass could feel the strain of the metal in his neck as it was slowly being pushed together and he could hear the stretching of the synthetic skin as it started to tear apart. And then, in the back of his head, he heard a voice, a soft, teasingly melodic voice that would put the best of the sirens to shame with one sentence. 'Don't tell me you're going to give up now,' said the voice, the voice that sounded a lot like Roll. 'I thought you were my protector, my knight in black armor, the one who was supposed to sweep me off my feet. I thought you were the strongest there was, who would never let any harm come to anything that was his. You were supposed to be the one who never knew the meaning of quit, who would call it the worst word in any language. He's going to hurt me if you don't fight back. Please Bass, get up and fight! Protect what's yours and prove to me you are everything I ever wanted!'
Thank you, Roll-chan, said Bass inside his head as he felt a new power surging through his body, the familiar dark energy bending to his will as he forced the strength back in his body. I would have surely been defeated if it wasn't for you reminding me who I was. I promise you two things, that I will destroy this worm who would think to hurt you and that I will always keep you safe from harm.
'I know you will, now kick his ass!'
"So there is still some fight left in you," laughed Adamus as he tightened his grip and shook Bass, only to feel a grip on his own arm.
"Such words I don't think I would hear if it knew I could hurt it," said Bass as his hand started tighten onto Adamus's damaged gauntlets, the metal cracking and biting into the synthetic flesh. "That's a nice grip, but I think you'll find my grip, like everything else of mine, better."
"This is impossible," cried Adamus as he felt his only arm being crushed by a robot whom seconds ago appeared to be defeated. As his arm broke off Adamus took a step back as he let out a howl of pain.
"Not impossible, inevitable," said Bass in a cold voice as he drove his right hand right into Adamus's chest and ripped out his primary circuitry. "Vae victus."
He saw as Adamus started to shut down right there, the lights going out in his eyes, and soon the great Robot Lord was nothing more than worthless scrap. Bass sighed in exhaustion as he fell back, landing unceremoniously on his ass, and looked up at the sun going down over the horizon and with it, he could see his Roll running towards him with help right behind her. Hold in there, old friend, help is so close.
"Look here you stubborn idiot, you need to get on that table and get undressed right now," ordered Roll with a deep frown on her face directing at a scowling Bass.
"And here I thought Bass would be the one shouting that," laughed Rock as he walked into the room, his regular Mega Man outfit replaced by a blue denim jacket over a white shirt and blue jeans.
"Rock, glad you're here, help me talk some sense into this stubborn jerk," sighed Roll in frustration. Ever since they had gotten back to base, Bass had refused to let Roll due some much needed repairs on him, wanting to wait until he heard news on Treble's condition.
"I'll be repaired when I'm damn well ready for it, creampuff," replied Bass as he leaned back against the wall, feeling aches throughout his body, but he wasn't going to let on to any weakness, least of all those two. "Haven't they finished already? What's taking them so long?"
"Bass, I know you're worried about Treble, I am as well, but we just have to wait here and hope for the best," said Roll as she placed her hand on his shoulder and was surprised to see him not shrug away. "Look, just let me do a quick examination so I know what type of damage has been done to you and I can prep the necessary repairs for when Treble gets out."
"I'll wait for Dr. Light to come out, just so I know it's a professional operating on me," said Bass with his usual careless tone.
"What, you think I'm not good enough to operate on you," snapped Roll as she glared at Bass with a wrench in her hand, which Rock knew from personal experience was a deadly weapon. "I'll have you know that I'm just as good with repairs as Dr. Light is!"
"I hardly doubt that, useless creampuff."
"Oh yeah you…you…eternally-running-behind-Rock jerk!"
"You didn't seem to be calling out to Rock for help!"
"I would have if your massive ego wasn't blocking my way! Argh! Why did I fall for you?"
"I am the perfect robot," answered Bass matter-of-factly as he brushed some dirt off his shoulder pads.
"You are by far the most egotistical robot I have ever met! I thought Adamus was the most, but you really proved me wrong!"
"Yes and you actually sound surprised that I proved you wrong," said Bass as he turned his back to her. "A woman who doesn't know any better, what are the odds?"
"What was that you chauvinist pig," asked Roll as she turned her back to him. "I guess I shouldn't worry about giving you a reward seeing as how you don't need this useless creampuff!"
"I never said I didn't want you or your reward," said Bass as he spun her around and looked her in the eyes. "Besides, who else would take you in since you belong to me? I'd destroy any other man or robot who touched you because you are mine."
"And just why am I yours," asked Roll, a cocky smile on her face as if she had just beat him at his own game only for her eyes to widen as his mouth covered hers in the most breath taking kiss she had ever received.
"Because I desired you, whether this is something more or something less, I wish to explore these troublesome feelings and see where they lead me," said Bass, forgetting for a moment the dire situation to look into her eyes for some form of acceptance, not knowing why he even cared if it was there.
"Good, because you're mine and I'm not letting any other girl get her hands on you," replied Roll as she kissed him back.
"And when did this happen," asked Bass as he returned her kiss, a sexy smirk forming on his handsome face, oh god the things it did to her.
"Because I desired you, and I always get what I want," said Roll as she wrapped her arms around him, holding her beaten, bruised, and battered knight in black armor. Nothing could take her out of this moment. Well nothing besides Dr. Light of course.
"Ahem, well it's good to see you two finally together," said Dr. light, looking at the two like a proud father seeing his daughter being taken to the prom. "You'd be happy to know that Treble will be fine, my assistant was able to neutralize the virus with an anti-virus he had created and Treble will soon be himself again."
"Thank you, Dr. Light," said Bass sincerely, something he rarely did.
"Woah, who are you and what have you done with my Bass," asked Roll as she looked at Bass as if he were sick. "Perhaps we had better get you examined right away."
"I'm only saying my thanks because it means a lot to me that Treble is alright," said Bass as he crossed his arms. "I'm sure if we'd have left him in your care Treble would be in a million pieces right now."
"That's the man I love," said Roll as she took his arm with her own, a warm feeling spreading throughout her body. "Now let's get you repaired."
"As long as you are nowhere near the operating table," said Bass as he was lead to the medical bay.
"Oh shush, I'm looking out for your safety," said Roll.
"Please, you're just trying to see me naked. Though I can't blame you, if I were a woman I would want to see my body in all its glory. It really is an impressive sight."
"Oh don't flatter yourself," said a blushing Roll who now didn't know if she had what it took to go through the check-up procedure, but she still didn't want to pass up on an opportunity like this.
"So does this mean that you're staying with us," asked Rock, his eyes lighting up with such childish joy that it looked like he was about to jump up and down. Roll also had that look on her face when she looked at Bass as well as the look of a lioness checking out her pray.
All Bass could think of was, what have I gotten myself into? But as he looked at the girl he was holding his arm he felt that, somehow, it was all going to be worth it in the end. He didn't know how he felt this, he just knew he did.
Author's Note: Well, this has been a fun ride and I'm glad to be able to finish this story as it was one of those that I wanted to do but it was lacking an audience to keep my muse alive. Thank you to all those who stayed the course and you shall all be rewarded with more BassXRoll. I don't know if I'm going to be adding OVAs chapters to this fic or if I'm just going to post up another story. Tell me what you, the fans want and I'll do it. I hope this has been as much fun for you as it has been for me…except for the sleep I've lost doing some of these chapters.