Megaman X: Final Prologue

By: SylentStryke

Rated: M

Disclaimer: I would write something about how I don't own Megaman X and how Capcom owns him and his crew, but I forgot how to do that. :)

Chapter 11: The Broken Warrior

Arcadia- City Core
Time: 8:33 A.M.
Date: 6-22-22XX

Rayne sat with her legs crossed in a chair, her head supported by her arm that was against the table. She eyed Surebrec as he strode past her, winking as he did so. She let her eyes fall back to the same spot on the floor when he was gone. She kept from smiling as she continued to covertly listen to the report Scar made from his visit with Mr. Cain.

"...and that's it. If all goes well, the Hunters should be able to build a Golem of their own. Gotta go, Weil's about to make another announcement." Scar's voice spoke in her ear before cutting out.

"Good. Now it's my turn." She said as she set a small device underneath the chair she was sitting in. She returned to a natural position then warped away, leaving only a realistic dummy hologram in her seat.

MHHQ- Holding Cell
Time: 10:30 A.M.
Date: 6-22-22XX

Vice sat against the wall of his cell. He just stared through the wall of energy that separated him from the rest of the world. He kept thinking about how he would be dealt with. Would they put him in front of a firing squad? No, that wouldn't happen. That was a form of execution that humans used. Humans.

"How I hate them." He began talking to himself. "The poison of this planet. Heh heh..."

"Hey, what're you talkin' about in there?" A jailor asked in an overly enthused voice. Vice looked up at her with piercing eyes.

"I said 'I hate humans'. They disgust me. They smell horrible. They make me sick." He deadpanned. The jailor gasped.

"...but, why? Why hate the humans when you're a Maverick Hunter?"

"You think I want to be here? Kid, I'd rather be..." He caught himself before he could finish that sentence and changed it. "...dead."

"So why are you here?" Vice growled at the all too similar question.

"That's none of your business. But if I ever get a chance to get out of here..."

"That's not gonna happen, Vice." The reploid in question looked up at the source of the new voice.

"How nice of you to visit, Commander. Through waking up I see?"

"Even though you're a captive, you still have a smart-ass attitude." Zero retorted.

"Who do you think I got it from, Commander?"

"Oh, and I brought a couple of friends." Zero said, ignoring the crazy reploid's reply. Vice watched as X and Signas walked in the outside door and stood beside the cell window. X motioned for the jailor to take a break, which she was all too happy to oblige to.

"Vice, what happened?" Signas started. Vice let out a long sigh.

"Don't you ever get tired of asking the same question? You already heard my story twice, but you refuse to believe it."

"But I still need an explanation." Zero stepped in, his voice chillingly calm. He tapped on a panel outside the cell a few times, opening the window. He strode in and stared down the criminal while letting the window close again, this time forming an opaque sound proof wall.

"What is it, ma'am?" Vice taunted. Zero seemed to ignore him as he crossed his arms.

"What happened to my unit? I wanna know what the hell you did to have them killed." Vice smirked.

"Now that's a new question. I didn't have them 'killed'. They died doing their jobs."

"Is that so? Then what's this I hear about you pushing one of my men into a laser field?"

"Ha hah! Pushed him? No, I simply told him about the obstruction and he decided to test it. I figured it was a lethal laser when he fell into it whole and ended up in three chunks."

No sooner then he had uttered those words, he was jerked up into the air by his collar. He stared at an angry fist that was visibly shaking. Zero breathed irregularly through clenched teeth.

"This is the second time that I've had my unit decimated by one of my own. I should kill you..." Zero growled as he tightened the grip on Vice's shirt. The suspended Hunter smirked at his statement.

"So what's stopping you? You never gave so much as a fraction of a thought about killing any other Mavericks. And, since I'm technically a Maverick, the decision should be simple, no?" Vice smirked as the angry fist now quaked. He continued smirking as he felt his back slam into the wall. Zero screamed as he threw a straight punch.

- - -

X twitched a bit when the wall shook. He looked over at Signas with a mild look of concern. He was about to say something when the cell window disappeared. Zero walked out of the now darkened area with angry strides. He made his way towards the exit but stopped when he passed Signas slightly. The High Commander looked down when he heard something wet hit the floor by his foot. Blood.

The dripping trail went up to the tall reploid's hand, which was stained red with the artificial life fluid. He opened his mouth and said these words without a hint of emotion.

"Signas...this is all your fault." And with that Zero stormed out of the holding area. Moments passed before either X or Signas could process what just happened.

"Humph. He spared me. Again." A disappointed voice spoke from the darkness. X and Signas peered in the dark cell to see Vice leaning against a wall with a deep hole in it. The hole was stained red in spots. Signas cursed under his breath as he made his way out the door.

MHHQ- Navigation Sector
Time: 3:12 P.M.
Date: 6-22-22XX

Alia studied the battle data intensely as she processed the shear power of the Golem. No matter how many times she went over the information, things didn't add up. She watched as nearly all of the weaponry used against it, from high energy plasma rounds to EMP grenades, had absolutely no effect. Even X's arm cannon wasn't able to do so much as dent it. She let her face sink into her hands as her head began to throb.

"There isn't a single cyber elf alive that we could use to make that thing more susceptible to our weapons! I've tried and tried harder to find the most up-to-date tech, but to no avail! Even the nerds over at Cain Laboratories can' produce a solution to this most baffling..."

"Douglass! You're giving me a headache with your chatter!" She complained fruitlessly. Her headset had broken during an accident with Zero earlier in the day, and she was unlucky enough to have received a call from Douglass just as it happened.

"Please...PLEASE turn off your headset!" She nearly wailed, knowing well enough that he wouldn't be able to hear her. She sighed in anguish and placed her head into her folded arms on the desk.

"Why not just take it off?" A high-pitched voice emanated from behind the distraught navigator. She gave an even bigger sigh.

"Palette, as you should know, navigators, especially top ranked navigators, are to keep all equipment on their person in case of an emergency." Alia stated matter-of-factly. Then she looked at the newbie navigator and frowned. "Which means if we were having a crisis right now, you wouldn't know about it firsthand like all the others." She raised an eyebrow as Palette got the message. The green sleeve attached her headset and smiled foolishly before gasping. Alia also gasped as she heard Douglass shout suddenly, breaking away from his mind-shattering chatter.

"Lock down the engineering sector and send a security team down there to investigate immediately!" She shouted at the navigator directly behind her. The surprised man hastily complied, thanking his luck that Alia didn't notice the digital radio was where his headset should be.

MHHQ-Engineering Sector
Time: 3:14 P.M.

"Who are you?" Douglass yelped out as an unwelcome figure crept forward, disabling the reploids in the vicinity. Out of fear, the weapons researcher grabbed the nearest weapon from the pile closest to him and hurled it at the intruder. The reploid stopped suddenly and dashed over the flying object, landing just short of the frightened reploid. Douglass fell over backwards onto the pile of mishaps he developed over the years.

"Here." The cloaked figure said while extending a hand with something in it.

"Wha...what is this?" He inquired, thinking that the object looked like a disk. She knelt down to eyelevel with him.

"Despite what you might think, I'm here to help." She almost whispered, noticing his eyes shifting from hers to something behind her. Then instincts took over. She threw her cloak off her shoulders towards the door behind her, revealing her face for only a split second before snapping her fingers and vanishing. Douglass looked around the room before letting his eyes fall on the disk in his lap.

"Golem-dat?"

To be continued...

Whew! Took forever, but it's finally here. Lots of stuff happened from the time the previous chapter was updated to now, including, but not limited to drill competitions, getting a job, having a girlfriend and school. Updates will gradually get faster as time goes on, but I hope this chapter will wet your fanfiction palette a little bit. Summer's just started, and this story is floating around in my mind! It will never die!

Till Next Time!