Author's Note: All right peeps! I've managed to sneak in one more quick update before I journey off in the land of countless essays, torturing professors and TA's, and busy fraternity stuff. Sorry that it's not as long as I wanted it to be, but that journey has been nagging for me to go on… or else… hahaha :P
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I would also like to give many, many, many thanks to PiKA of DEWM for the awesome fanart relating to this fic :)
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I guess it's totally official… I AM a magnet when it comes to attracting robots.
Nate continued to mentally curse himself as he, Cameron, and Judy went face to face with the adversity of dealing with two robots in front of them. This would be the third consecutive time the brunet got himself into a mess of things involving robots.
But noooooo!! It always has to be the ones that want to hurt or kill me… Oh God, what did I do to deserve this?
"Who the hell are you guys?" Cameron managed to squeak out towards the pair of androids, attempting to calm his nerves of excessively shaking in his shoes. He received a menacing chuckle in reply, as if the question posed was idiotic in relevancy.
"I'm Air Man!" The big and wide blue cladded robot bellowed, the fan blade in its body beginning to turn.
"And I'm of course… Metal Man…" The black, red, and yellow cladded robot introduced himself, conceiting tone and smug smile (though his mouth is concealed) along with it. Said robot began to slowly saunter towards the three humans, the smirk on his face growing while his eyes narrowed. "And you three are within our territory…"
Nate and his buddies emitted an expression of utter confusion, wondering whether or not they were actually dealing with droids or gang members.
"Your territory?" Judy scoffed, chortling a bit at the supposed humorous situation occurring right before her chocolate eyes. "Sorry, but this is a public transit plaza. I don't ever recall seeing your names on these walls, unless your name is Orange Line."
"Bitch, I didn't ask for your opinion," Metal Man looked amused as he earned a very malevolent glare from the Wu. "Anyways, I'd suggest you guys get the steppin' out of here, or there will be very severe consequences in your futures."
Cameron, deciding to be the bold and brave one in the group, defiantly stepped towards the robots, arms raised up in a frontin'-like manner. "Like what, yo?"
Nate smacked his forehead as he nodded in anger and embarrassment towards his best friend, whom was not remedying the situation any further. He quickly grabbed his friend with the blazer, giving him an irate appearance. "What the hell do you think you're doing dude?! They could be freakin' dangerous!"
Trust me, I should damn well know!
"Oh relax Nate!" The blond French gave his best friends a reassuring smile. "What on Earth could they possibly do to us? The first rule of robotics says something like about them not able to harm humans…"
Judy gave Cameron a look of perplexity while Nate simply raised his eyebrow at the statement.
There's a rule like that?! Shit, that sure as hell doesn't apply to someone like Quick Man… nor do I think with Air Man and Metal Man as well… Man, we gotta bail!!
"Come on you guys, let's just bail!" Nate instructed his friends to follow him away from the robots, but not before being abruptly stopped by two whizzing metal saws piercing the ground at their feet.
"Where do you think you guys are going?" Metal Man threatened the trio with another circular piece of jagged metal in his hands. "I thought you wanted to see what we're capable of… hehehe…" A diabolical snicker growled from his throat. "Yo, Air Man, show these punks what you can do."
"Sure thing!" Air Man complied with the orders by turning on the fan he was equipped with. The motor became louder and louder, in addition to the wind speeds getting stronger and stronger. The three humans tried to hold on their ground, crossing their arms in front of their faces from the intensity of the cold air being gusted towards them.
"Show the dirty-blondie our power!" Metal Man pointed at the now freaked out Cameron. Air Man directed the blasting airflow towards the blond.
"Arrrrgggghhhh!!" Cameron tried to resist, the wind starting to climb up to mad hurricane speeds with trash and other debris blowing towards him. "Must… hold… on… to… my… gr— AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Cameron was literally lifted off the ground becoming airborne.
"CAMERON!!" Nate and Judy shouted in grief, completely helpless as they saw their best friend flying into the air.
CRASH
The two cringed their faces as they saw Cameron collide hard onto an advertisement kiosk. An aura of horror took over as they gazed upon a motionless blond on the concrete.
"Hold on Cameron, I'm coming!" Judy shouted as she began to scamper towards the limp blond.
"Haha, not so fast girl!" Metal Man tossed the jagged object in his hand towards the running Wu.
Nate caught sight of the dangerous projectile heading on a straight path towards his other best friend. He immediately jumped into action. "JUDY! WATCH OUT!!"
Said girl looked at the screaming brunet before turning her attention to a peculiar whizzing noise seeping into her ears. "What? What's going o— OH DEAR GOD!" Her jaw dropped, eyes widening at the spinning sharp-as-hell metal object. She whimpered as she prepared to brace for impact.
SLICE
"AAAGGGHHHH!!"
THUD
Judy found herself on the ground with Nate on top of her. The Figueroa saved her from the catastrophe of being neatly sliced from the metal blade. However, it came at a price for the brunet.
"NATE! NATE! Are you okay?" Judy began attending to her best friend in pain, his face cringing as he held a hand on top of the neatly sliced wound he attained on his left arm. Blood started to seep out below the covered hand.
"Ugh… don't worry, Judy… I'm… fine…" Nate tried to reassure his freaked out friend.
"Are you sure?"
"Ugh… yeah, I'm pretty damn sure…" Nate hissed as a sharp, sudden pain radiated from his laceration. "Listen…" He fixed his gaze towards the fallen blond, whom was a few feet away. "I need you to attend to Cameron and then the both of you to go take cover someplace away from those droids."
Judy gave a very concerned look to the injured Figueroa. "Nate, I can't just leave you out here by yours—"
"Don't worry about it…" Nate interrupted. "I think I know how to get these droids out of our faces. Now go get Cameron and hide. Quick!"
The Wu exhaled a long sigh before finally giving in, helping Nate up in the process. "Okay, just don't do anything stupid. I'll call for help with my phone and I can call your sis with your phone."
"Great!" Nate patted her shoulder. "Now go…"
"Right…" Judy nodded before rushing over to Cameron. She checked him out and found that he was still breathing but just knocked out silly. She was able to drag the blond on the concrete to go hide behind a nearby overhang near the benches.
Now all alone with the two robots, Nate straightened himself out, trying to make use of improvisation of the situation... or at least find something to improvise with.
Shit… I'm all by myself with two more robots that wanna beat the hell out of me… and I've no plan to remedy the situation… So how did I get in this mess again? Man, I have got to stop acting like the leader for once…
"Awwww…" Metal Man mockingly teased. "You saved your little girlfriend from being hurt. How romantic…"
"Yeah… so cute yet so lame… I wanted to blow away my tears…" Air Man added his two-cents.
"Dude, she ain't my girlfriend first of all," Nate rolled his eyes. "She's one of my best friends, along with the blond that you injured… you… you… you stupid wanna-be fan thingy."
"WHAT?!" Air Man did not appreciate at what the brunet had just called him.
"Calm down Air Man, you can't let some stupid kid get the best of you," Metal Man began to wave his finger around.
Dude, why do they keep calling me a "kid"?
"Anyways… What do you androids want with us?" Nate tried at his ever so tiring negotiating skills.
"Like we said earlier, you three are trespassing into our turf!" The red, yellow, and black cladded droid annoyingly replied.
"Yeah, like totally trespassing!" The droid with the fan added in as well. "We have this and the entire eastside of the Valley belonging to us and our accomplices."
Nate looked shocked at the last word spoken.
Accomplices… There's more than one? And could that include who I think it is? They must be connected to those incidents that's been happening around this part of the Valley… Oh shit…
"Soon, we'll take over the entire San Fernando Valley. Then it's on to the South Bay, the Westside, the Eastside, and soon all of Los Angeles will be begging for mercy under the reign of Doctor Wi—"
"Man, shut the hell up Air Man!" Metal Man roughly elbowed the wide robot.
"Sorry, I just got caught up in the excitement there…" Air Man began to shuffle his feet before turning his attention back to the brunet in front of him.
"Well anyways, since you are standing in our way..." A pair of metal blades appeared magically in the hands of the red, yellow, and black cladded robot. "I'm afraid we'll have to kill you and your little friends…"
Nate widened his eyes for the billionth time as the familiar k-word crawled into his ears. He hissed again as the pain from the wound continued to emit, seemingly bigger and bigger every minute.
Jesus, I guess all these robots really do hate me…
The brunet tried to think of scenarios to get out of this predicament. Should he run for it? Should he try to talk to the robots? Should he fight them? Should he just cry and curl up into a ball, hoping the droids would show some degree of mercy and compassion to him? However, his slow thinking would prove to be futile as he saw a strange object launching towards his way.
"NOW DIE ALREADY!!" Metal Man shouted as he threw the metal blades. Adding to the fire was a couple of tornadoes Air Man created to surround the blades, adding more punch. Nate, figuring he couldn't fight off the projectile, was about to jump out the way until—
CLANG
CLANG
A pair of yellow boomerangs came flying out of nowhere and stopped the tornado missiles from obliterating Nate into pieces. Said brunet turned his attention at the boomerangs that dropped onto the ground, gasping as a pair of hazelnut eyes captured the objects up close and personal.
Holy shit! I know those boomerangs… but… but… would he really save me?
He began to desperately look around, looking for the familiar robot that he's encountered lately. Before, dismay would've taken over his body at the sight of the boomerangs. But now, a sense of comfort began to take place in his mind. But is it the right feeling to have?
"What the hell?!" Metal Man stomped furiously as his plan foiled to terminating Nate. He too began to scrutinize the vicinity, looking for the one responsible for sabotaging his plan. "Who's there!?"
Silence was the only feedback Metal Man received.
"I said… WHO'S THERE?!"
Silence once again.
"Oh for crying out— TAKE THAT!" Another metal saw came lunging towards the brunet, who still has yet to notice it hurling right at him.
Judy freaked out at what she saw from a distance. "NATE, WATCH—"
BLAST
The saw was flicked way from a plasma bullet that came from the dark shadows, totally opposite of where the boomerangs came from. In response, Metal Man growled at the direction where plasma originated.
"Show yourself!" The droid demanded. No reply once again. "COME ON! SHOW YOURSELF AND SAVE YOUR LITTLE FRIENDS HERE!"
This time, a figure emerged from the dark NoHo shadows. Nate inclined his head towards the respective direction to get a closer look. Narrowing his eyes, a tall, light and dark blue cladded object, complete with blue eyes, began to slowly stroll towards where everyone was.
Another robot?
"So…" Metal Man drawled at the mysterious being. "Who the hell are you?"
The individual stopped in place as soon as it was under a glorious amount of light. It pointed its arm cannon right towards Metal Man and Air Man.
"My name… is Mega Man…"
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Hmmm, Mega Man and possibly Quick Man trying to help out Nate and his friends? Is that possible? What's going on here? Eh, you'll see soon…
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