Prologue
Hey there guys, gals, and non-binary pals! Tardispilot297 here wishing you all a very merry Christmas and happy holidays. I know it may be a bit early but I decided to bring you an early present in the form of the short prologue episode of the second season of Mega-Man: Robotic Hero! Or if you wanna get technical: Mega-Man: Robotic Hero 2!
Now I want to point out that this story is inspired by Sonic the hedgehog 2 the film. Not ripped off, INSPIRED! The story will be mostly the same with big changes to certain details as well as extensions for a few scenes. I write this story not for fame, financial gain, or any other selfish reason. I'm writing it because I want to and because I enjoy it. Plus I need a good distraction while I wait to hear back from my job interview.
Also unlike last season the point of view or P.O.V will occasionally switch between characters to maintain consistency with the story. That said, if any of you were hoping to see a certain scene play out (and if you've seen the movie you know exactly what I'm talking about) I'll see what I can do but I can't make any promises.
That being said I hope you all enjoy reading this and look forward to the full premiere around new year's. That being said, let's rock n roll!
(Planet Nessus, dawn)
Doctor's log: It is day 243 in this, portobello purgatory. As the sun rises over the horizon a view of the jungles of Nessus becomes more alive as the local fauna reacts to the sudden change in temperature. One such example is a mushroom rising up to another mushroom, causing it to tip what appears to be a small rock over. The small rock then bumps into a small mushroom which rolls into another mushroom, which rolls into another mushroom, which bumps into a round rock.
The rock then bumps into a line of four rocks which one by one fall into a gear made out of mushroom which after turning makes a round bucket tip releasing water from inside. The water then pours into the bottom of another mushroom tied to a rope making it lower and hit the ground. The water picks up a tiny mushroom which floats downhill into a spoon like contraption made out of mushroom which turns and drops it into another as the spoon like contraption drops with the other end rising and bumping into a line of mushrooms that grow in size until the largest lands on a blower like plant which blows at a large round rock.
The rock then rolls and bumps into a cable car like contraption which reveals to be holding something inside. The rock rolls into the background as the cable car contraption is taken downward revealing a cart made out of mushroom. The cable car contraption bumps into a platform shaped rock and opens to allow the cart to roll out revealing a small blue robot-like figure with a look of fear carved into its face in front of it as the rock rolls in the background. The cart rolls forward as it runs into a column of sticks which fall down making mushroom cups to drop berry like fruit into the cart. The cart then bumps into a rock tossing the figure and fruit out and into a juicer like contraption with thorns in it as the rock drops on it crushing the contents revealing a large white skull logo painted on it.
The contents are then turned into liquid and pours into a cup which is picked up by me, Dr. Albert Wily, sitting on a chair wearing my tattered, mud stained lab coat and loose tie in front of what's left of my hovercraft, looking at my environment with absolute contempt. I then look down as I hold up a small stick and proceed to stir my drink with it. My only companions are some rocks I named "Met" & "Eddie" to whom I look over sitting on a bigger rock next to me. I then look away, tapping the stick to my cup to dry it off. Of course the question is, for whom am I narrating this exactly? Actually it doesn't really matter. As I later continue to pull parts out of the engine of my hovercraft, It seems clear to me that I have become a feature player in the theater of the absurd.
Marooned in deep space by that little wretched blue bomber. However it is as the kids say "all good" thanks to a breathable atmosphere and my supreme intellect, sharpened against the only competitor savvy enough to br-r-r-r-ring it. And I must say playing chess with mushrooms as the pieces has given me a surprisingly excellent sense of strategy and tactics. "Chanterelle to D4." I describe to my opponent sitting across from me in the form of a rock mirror. After all they say that a man's greatest enemy is often himself. In my spare time I have been striving to make fungi into a functional drink of choice. After the ingredients are added I begin by lifting the cup to my nose and giving it a good, strong sniff.
While Mushroom coffee may not sound quite as delectable to the less open minded of individuals, for a man in my current set of circumstances it is a goal worthy of the title of the Holy Grail of morning beverages. It makes taking those very first sips of the mushroom juices all the more worthwhile. Unfortunately so far my efforts have been met with limited, limited, limited, success.
And as I try out a cup of mushroom juices from my latest attempt I hope with every fiber of my being that I have at long last achieved the perfect and most delectable blend. Only to end up slowly spitting it out in disgust. But today, day 243 has brought a new optimism to my most pressing endeavor! After endless construction atop a large mushroom using all matter of spare parts salvaged from the hovercraft in order to make rods and a pole, making it all take the form of a radio tower or a satellite transceiver.
Which I have so humbly dubbed Operation: Planetus Exodus to Returnecus and KICK BLUE METAL BUTTECUS! As I climb up the ladder to a monitor screen I placed on top of the mushroom tower, I proceed to press a few buttons on the instrument board.
And If my calculations are correct, and there is no reason to say this, because they always are. Utilizing a number of jumper cables and attaching them to a unique holder of my own design to hold the final and most crucial piece, this small replica core in my hands is going to power my masterpiece. As I slowly lower the core in place I could already feel the power coursing through my fingertips. Which may or may not have resulted in me forming a small twitching sensation in my face.
Of course it hardly matters as I inch closer to commencing the activation of my great machine. "That being said, Let's light this candle. And see who comes a-knocking." I stated as I look up to the vastness that was the open sky. I place the core on the holder and it energizes the power cable, which bolts with blue energy. The tower subsequently creates a shockwave, sweeping me screaming off my feet and onto the ground. My machine then fires a beam of energy up into outer space as a shockwave of energy generates a stream of light stretching through space before dissipating.
Eventually night falls as I lay where I fell, unsuspecting of the light flashing down upon me from above. Up in the sky an alien ship appears and lands right in front of me. Soon after, a ramp lowers down onto the ground and a trio of robotic hunters, one in green armor with a face covering, another short and stocky in yellow armor with spikes on their head and shoulders and a third in skeleton-themed armor all holding spears walk out from the ship and scout the area. The head of the trio in skeleton armor looks to me tilting its head in curiosity. It proceeds to bend down and move its spear towards my seemingly sleeping body. It then gently presses the side of his spear on my shirt, before looking to the core in my hand.
Before he can bend down and take it from my hand however, my eyes immediately bolt open. "Greetings!" I shout at them. The scavenger backs away as I use my other hand and pull a tarp of grass, revealing my brilliant trap. Suddenly, a giant mushroom slams down, causing the mushrooms around it to spin rapidly, alarming the scavengers. Suddenly, the skeleton scavenger unexpectedly steps into a rope trap, catapulting him screaming into the distance. I sit up and look at the short yellow scavenger.
"Klaatu Barada Nikto!" I shout at him as I kick a mushroom, resulting in a giant mushroom stem slamming into the yellow scavenger, sending him flying away, thus leaving the green scavenger to open its spear to reveal red blades.
The green scavenger proceeds to swing them around to intimidate me, only for me to use my Wily Control Watch to make a call. "Eddie? Now!" I command, pressing a button on the watch. The hovercraft engines activate and launch "Eddie" who falls on a rope that is connected to a catapult that holds "Met", sending said rock flying and hitting the scavenger in the face, making him fall on his back. I get up while looking at the spacecraft. I then look down at possibly the only reliable assistant I've ever had. "Well done, Met. You always were the dependable one." I congratulated with genuine honesty. "Now I believe it's time to say goodbye to this, PIECE OF SHIITAKE PLANET!" I announce tossing the core in the air and catching it just before kissing it, resulting in electrocuting myself again before making a beeline for the ship ramp.
At long last, my mushroom maddening misadventure was finally about to end. Once I board that ship I'll finally be able to return to earth to exact my delicious revenge on all who crossed me. Dr. Thomas Light, the man who robbed me of my well deserved glory. The citizens of Silicon City, who betrayed and ostracized me. And most importantly… The little robot who calls himself Mega-Man, whose very existence not only completely ruined my life's ambitions but who also banished me to my plant invested prison. I would soon have vengeance on every single one of them.
I finally made it to the bottom of the ramp but stopped at the sight of a silhouette at the top. I gasp as I stop in my tracks, falling on my back as I focus to see the figure's body, encased in dark red armor with white highlights along his knees, toes, abdomen, and shoulders. One of his shoulders was emblazoned with a stylized "Z" insignia, and his helmet had extended face guards around his cheeks and curved ridges on top that resembled horns. His forehead was white with a deep blue lens on the front. He possessed two green lenses on his chest, arm guards on his wrists, and a flowing blond head of hair that extended from the back of his helmet. As his metal steps come closer to the bottom of the ramp, the figure reveals himself to be a tall humanoid robot marching right up to me with his eyes glowing red. He walks up to me before noticing the core in my palm. He kneels down looking me directly in the eye. "Where did you get that?!" He demands in a very deep and powerful voice. In slight fear I look to the core in my hand and swiftly lift it in between our faces.
In what I believe to possibly be the final moments of my life my mind desperately tries to formulate a plan for my continued survival. I look at the expression on the robot's face very carefully and notice an all too familiar look in his eyes. A look of deep anger and an unquenchable appetite for destruction. Then like a rock dropped from the highest point on the tallest mountain it hits me. From the look of this impressive living machine I can already tell that he was a robot designed and built solely for combat. And if his reaction to seeing the core was any indication, his goals may very well align with my own. At this point I decided to throw away all concepts of fear and take a gamble. "From a little blue menace on the planet called Earth." I tell him as he looks at me sternly.
That expression on his face was all I needed to completely commit to my new on the spot plan. "I'd be happy to show you the way." I offered while smiling my most evil of smiles. He seems to ponder on my offer for a few moments before finally allowing me room to stand up. We both walk up the ramp and board the ship. He leads me to a section of the ship that has what appears to be a metal table at the center of the room. He presses a few buttons on the side and the table lights up to create a holographic star chart bigger than any other I'd ever seen in my life. Just the sheer vastness of it was enough to leave me awe inspired as I take it all in. I would've stared at it for hours if not for the robot slamming his metal fist onto the table and snapping me out of my daze.
He continued to look sternly at me with his almost penetrating gaze. "Now, show me." He instructs gesturing to the chart. Of course I know better than to just hand over such obviously valuable information for free. So I decide to strike a bargain with him. "Let's just make one thing perfectly clear. In return for showing you the way to earth, you get me off this miserable planet, and I will personally lead you to the one you seek. What do you say? Do we have a deal?" The warrior stands silently as he lets the details of the bargain sink in. Finally he nods in agreement. "Very well. I get you off this planet and you lead me to my quarry. A fair deal." He declares crossing his arms across his chest. "Excellent! The name is Wily by the way. Dr. Albert Wily. And you are?" The warrior told me his name in a language I won't bother to even try and translate into proper words.
Instead I suggest addressing him by a different name. A name that I know will strike fear into the very core of that meddlesome metal brat the moment he hears it. I look him in the eye and I ask the question. "Would it be alright if I were to call you…..Zero?"
And there you have it. An extended version of the opening scene. Hope this gets you all excited for what comes next down the road. Till then this is Tardispilot297 saying… Allonsy!