A New Dawn

Chapter 2: Revival

"Opening my eyes once more, I was startled to find myself alive. Perhaps my story is not over yet..."

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Access: System Diagnostic

Status: Auto Repair System… Activated. 87

Power Grid… Activated. 92

Sensory… 83

Ambulatory… 68 92

Access: Ambulatory…

Status: New Leg Systems Installed.

Unknown Origin. 100?

Defense… 49

Access: Defense

Status: Buster Disabled… 02

Communicative… 37

Access: Communicative

Status: Memory Damage… 36

Supplemental… 69

Access: Start Up Procedures

Status: Sensory… Complete

Ambulatory… Complete

Defense… Complete

Communicative… Complete

Supplemental… Complete

DL#00 'Protoman'… Activate…

Opening my eyes, I abruptly squinted as light shot into them. Testing my left arm, I tried to bring it up to cover my face. Slowly, gingerly, it responded, covering the painful light.

That hurts…?

Slowly turning my head, my eyes adjusted to the bright light as I looked around the room I was in. It looked like a tent. There were machines spread about wherever they fit, crowding for space. There was a dusty floor, and the rumble of machines droned in from outside. I was lying on a hard table…

I feel so weak…

Testing to make sure I was not strapped down, I moved around a little. Noting that everything seemed to work correctly I slowly sat up, groaning slightly as my joints activated. Pushing my jet black hair out of my eyes, I looked myself over. My armored bodysuit had been removed, and it appeared that I had required some hard repairs. Following a tube off my arm, I noticed I was hooked up to a energy feeder. I sighed as I felt power slowly filling my systems, my Self Repair System doing it's work. It felt good to have power. Narrowing my eyes, my gaze drifted to my legs. Hunching over, I noticed that they were NOT the same legs that I remembered. Not that I remembered much…

Where am I, anyway…?

Running my fingers over my new legs I noted that they were sleeker, slimmer, then before. They seemed a lot tougher also. Carefully, I flexed the leg, noting with surprise that they reacted much quicker then before. Noting a small hole in the back of the leg, I marveled as I felt for more. There were a lot more Dash ports then I remembered. Pausing as the memory of a black armored man came into mind, I shook my head to rid it from the infuriatingly familiar memory.

Thanks, whoever you are. At least you got the right colors…

Easing myself sideways, I hopped off the table, careful to keep connected to the energy feeder. Walking around the room, I found my helmet on a desk, next to some sort of energy pistol. It was heavily

cracked; the glass readouts were shattered, and the shell of the helmet be to been nearly cracked in two. Shaking my head I moved around to the other side of the table where I found my trusty shield on top of a stack of papers. Taking it up I saw that it had survived whatever ordeal I had been through. Finding the shoulder strap missing, I poked around a little, finding an appropriately sized strip of material to replace it.

You have done well, my old friend. Nice to have you back…

While searching for a strap I had found a vest of red body armor on a nearby rack. Looking around, I slipped into it, noting that it seemed to size itself to my body. Tapping it a few times, I declared it safe,

though I really wished that my bodysuit was still in one piece. I felt… naked with out it. It was around this time, when I stopped to see if I had missed anything in my initial investigation, when I noticed that sounds outside had changed from droning work to yells and explosions.

Looks like a welcoming party is here… Time to go greet them.

Looking down at my ruined Buster, I glanced back towards the pistol I had seen earlier. A small, grey model, it looked capable of taking some punishment, but not all that powerful. Aiming it at the ground, I

fired it a couple times, getting a feel for the thing. Watching the blast released, I noted with wide eyes that it looked as strong as my Buster. Narrowing my eyes, I held the trigger for a few seconds. The gun glowed a pale green, as lines of energy drew into it. Letting off the trigger, the small thing released a larger blast; it was a twisted shot of energy, pale green in color, and it looked at least as powerful as the Buster I was used to.

Well, well… This thing packs a bigger punch the it looks...

As a explosion roared nearby, I was jerked from my contemplations. Glancing at my shield, held ready in my left arm, and my new pistol in my right, I was ready to get out there. Stepping over to the doorway,

I stopped as something felt… wrong. Looking around, I grinned as I saw

what I was looking for. Marching over to the table where I had started, I pulled the energy feeder out of my arm and scooped up my yellow scarf. Settling it around my neck, I shifted my head, making sure it was secure.

Let's get this party started!

Whistling slowly, I rushed outside into the unknown.

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