Post by Andrew on Oct 17, 2005 16:58:56 GMT -5
*Chapter 12 - An Awakened Hero*
“You’ve been rebuilt.”
“We can see THAT. But why were we?” Mega Man asked, setting his hands on his hips in a defiant gesture.
“Your help is needed again.” Came Shift’s soft-spoken answer.
‘We’ve been gone for so long.. And now they expect us to just get back up and start fighting? No.. I’m done fighting. I refuse to fight anymore.’
“No.”
“No what?” Shift asked, turning to look at Mega Man.
“I’m done. This isn’t my war. It’s yours.” He was being stern about it.
“But even the Wily Robot Masters are involved.”
“I don’t care! I’m finished with all this pointless fighting! It gets us nowhere!” Mega Man stepped away from the three of them.
Blues let his head drop forward slightly, his chin setting against his chest. He knew how much his brother had been through during the Wily Wars. He knew everything that had been taken from his life, from his sister to his father. To himself, who had been destroyed in the end due to faulty programming. Mega Man had been left alone to fend for himself, and eventually, so it seemed.. He had been destroyed as well, trying to save everyone that he could.
* * *
The purple rapier wove through the air, making small patterns in the air. Elcazor was traversing the halls of the Maverick Hunter HQ, without a care in the world. The only people in the building were all either too damaged to fight him, or too weakened from prolonged activation that he would go unhindered in his journey. He thought back to what the fine doctor back at the lab had told him..
"Find the room containing X, Elcazor. And kill him."
Elcazor snorted loudly. The sound vibrating along the walls, but nothing came to find out what the noise was, or where it came from. He de-ignited his rapier and stuck the hilt into its holster, walking slowly through the corridors of the base. He glanced at the multiple doorways, sighing heavily.
“For a base rundown this much, they sure do have a helluva lot of doors in here!”
Elcazor rounded a corner and proceeded down this hallway. He stopped at the end at stared the massive silver door to his left. He stood in front of it, glaring at the front of the door.
‘No handle.. No doorknob.. Nothing to let me in.. Except this.’
Elcazor’s rapier ignited and was in hand quickly. He slammed the purple beam through the center of the door, cutting through it easily. He drove it upward, the metal peeling away from the blade’s path. He then flipped his grip and brought the blade down, some of the metal melting away from the touch of the beam. He drew the beam from the door and horizontally cut through the entire door, the four sections teetering on their hinges and then toppling to the floor with a loud crash. Elcazor smirked arrogantly, de-igniting the rapier.
* * *
The red Reploid’s eyes were alive with anger. His left hand morphed into a buster quickly, the energy gathering at the tip as he began charging. He hefted up his shield and activated the thrusters in his boots. He drove through the broken down door, the shield meeting head on with the attacking Maverick, his whole body being caught by the shield and thrown halfway down the hallway. The red Reploid stopped, aimed with his buster, and fired off a fully charged blast into the soaring Maverick, launching him straight into the far wall, smoke streaming from the hole that was created.
* * *
Elcazor grunted from all three impacts; from the shield, the blast, and then the wall. He pushed himself to his feet, wiping the bust off of his armor. He lifted his head toward the attacking Hunter, his eyes gleaming dangerously.
“You dare challenge me, Elcazor, the most powerful Maverick ever constructed?! You shall be put to death for such blasphemy.” He was greeted with a small snort, and plasma fire upon his position, “So be it. DIE!”
Elcazor rocketed forward quickly, the purple rapier beam held out from his side as he closed the gap between himself and the red Hunter. He slammed his rapier through the shield, the pin-point beam ripping through the Metool armor, and into the Hunter’s gut.
“Ugh.. Metool.. How..”
“Answer your questions on how you died? It would be honorable.. I don’t know honor!” He hacked the rapier to the side, cleaving through the shield and Hunter.
He spun around on his foot and hacked through the shield in eight quick cuts, letting it fall to the ground in front of him. The Hunter dropped the shield’s grip, letting it fall into the pile. Elcazor swung his rapier for him, but he leaped over Elcazor’s attack, landing behind him and firing into his back. Elcazor spun into the shots, taking them in the chest armor, the blasts only scorching the armor.
“You need to learn how to die!”
“I’ll get around to that later, Maverick!”
Elcazor growled in anger and ran toward the Hunter. He slammed his shoulder into the Reploid’s chest armor, pushing the saber up into his gut and out through the top of his helmet. Both of them coming to a stop. Elcazor leaped back, bringing the saber out with it, cleaving through the Hunter’s body. Elcazor watched with a demonic glare as the Reploid exploded in front of him, the helmet landing at his feet.
“Final-UGH!”
* * *
Another red Reploid stood in the open doorway, this one was more detailed, with a full plate of chest armor, and gold trim lining it, as well as his gauntlets, and the bottom of the upper sections of his boots. The carbon rubber suit underneath was grey, the same color as the bottom sections of his boots. A spike-like design was on the front of his helmet, almost like Proto Man’s, but different in a way that made it unique. The lights reflected off his shades slightly, showing the angry glare beneath, “Payback time, Maverick-scum.” Smoke was billowing from the end of his buster.
* * *
Elcazor snapped his head up and glared at the new Hunter, this one resembled the previous one only in the helmet, everything else was different, except for the buster and the shield leaning against the wall beside him.
“Back already? I was about to throw myself a party!”
Elcazor went to activate his boots, but the Hunter was already upon him, a golden saber gleaming in his right hand. He drove the blade into Elcazor’s side as he dashed past. Elcazor gasped in pain, dropping to his knees as plasma fire splashed across his back.
* * *
“Having a little trouble there, Maverick? Am I too much for you now?”
The Hunter crossed his arms from his position behind Elcazor. Who was on his knees facing away from him, gasping for breath. He aimed his buster toward the back of Elcazor’s head, his eyes slitting slightly, “You don’t screw around with Guardians.” The half-charged shot exploded against the back of his head, slamming it down into the concrete floor.
* * *
Elcazor groaned as he lifted up his head, coolant leaking from his face and side. He pushed himself to his feet, his rapier ignited in his right hand. He turned around and faced the red Hunter, whose buster was always aimed at his face.
“You think you’ve won?”
“I won before this ever started.”
“You Hunter-bastard..”
“Name-calling won’t save you from anything.”
Elcazor ground his teeth together angrily, his pride had been tarnished from this. And it was beginning to piss him off. He sighed and turned and dashed away from the Hunter, taking his leave from the base.
‘I’ll be back for you later..’
* * *
The red Hunter walked back to the door where he shield was setting and gasped, falling to his knees. He grabbed at the front of his chest, a long cut leaking coolant down his front. He closed his eyes and gingerly set his hand over it.
“I tried X.. I tried..”
“I just.. Wasn’t.. Made..”
“To be.. A.. Guardian..”
He fell forward on to the ground, his hand still covering the wound, coolant leaking slowly out on to the concrete flooring. His breath came in gasps as he reached his hand for his shield and drew it too him. He would continue to protect his brother even when he was downed.
* * *
Within the cold chamber, a pair of jade lights tinted the room a soft green hue. One of the pods had activated, the figure inside was moving. The clamps along the top opened slowly, one after the other, picking up speed between each clamp. As the top set finished, the bottom began, moving at the same speed as the top. As the clamps released, the green paneling evaporated, leaving the figure to walk freely. He opened his eyes, light green ones, and stepped down from the capsule.
* * *
He stopped in the doorway to the cold chamber, his blue armor glinting lightly in the light of the damaged hallway. His carbon rubber-suit underneath was a soft golden color. His shoulders were topped with extra armor, squared off like Zero’s. His gauntlets had been thickened as well, and his boots too, and the color of his gloves had been changed to a deep purple. Golden trim made ‘X’s along the bottom of the upper portion of his boot. And three red gems adorned the knees. His chest now had a red gem set in the middle of it. It seemed that while he was deactivated, he had been getting upgraded as well. Dr. Light was a sneaky one, he was.
“You did good, PX.. You did good..”
X crouched down beside the fallen red Hunter, setting his hand lightly on the back of his brother’s head. PX moved slightly and pushed himself to his knees, staring up at his awakened brother.
“X.. You’re.. Awake.. Why?” X only smirked, setting his hand to his brother’s shoulder, “A cry for help from family.”
X helped PX get to his feet and carried him into the room, setting him in the pod he had just been in. PX nodded lightly as X activated the pod, the paneling reappeared around the cylinder, the clamps falling back into place. PX shut down his systems and allowed the pod to begin repairing him.
“Take your time, PX..”
* * *
Elcazor stopped just outside of the Hunter base, his hand set tight against the wound at his side, the coolant leaking through his fingers. He growled angrily and slammed his free hand into the entrance wall, the part he hit crumbling underneath the unexpected collision.
“Damn that Hunter! DAMN HIM TO HELL!”
Elcazor ground his teeth together, his rage overwhelming every other emotion he was capable of. He grabbed his rapier and swung in his left hand, before applying the fine point to the wound at his side, the beam burning the wound closed, stopping the coolant leakage. He deactivated the rapier and growled back at the base, before running off in the darkness toward home.
‘You’ll pay for this.. The pain toward my pride will NOT go unpunished!’
“You’ve been rebuilt.”
“We can see THAT. But why were we?” Mega Man asked, setting his hands on his hips in a defiant gesture.
“Your help is needed again.” Came Shift’s soft-spoken answer.
‘We’ve been gone for so long.. And now they expect us to just get back up and start fighting? No.. I’m done fighting. I refuse to fight anymore.’
“No.”
“No what?” Shift asked, turning to look at Mega Man.
“I’m done. This isn’t my war. It’s yours.” He was being stern about it.
“But even the Wily Robot Masters are involved.”
“I don’t care! I’m finished with all this pointless fighting! It gets us nowhere!” Mega Man stepped away from the three of them.
Blues let his head drop forward slightly, his chin setting against his chest. He knew how much his brother had been through during the Wily Wars. He knew everything that had been taken from his life, from his sister to his father. To himself, who had been destroyed in the end due to faulty programming. Mega Man had been left alone to fend for himself, and eventually, so it seemed.. He had been destroyed as well, trying to save everyone that he could.
* * *
The purple rapier wove through the air, making small patterns in the air. Elcazor was traversing the halls of the Maverick Hunter HQ, without a care in the world. The only people in the building were all either too damaged to fight him, or too weakened from prolonged activation that he would go unhindered in his journey. He thought back to what the fine doctor back at the lab had told him..
"Find the room containing X, Elcazor. And kill him."
Elcazor snorted loudly. The sound vibrating along the walls, but nothing came to find out what the noise was, or where it came from. He de-ignited his rapier and stuck the hilt into its holster, walking slowly through the corridors of the base. He glanced at the multiple doorways, sighing heavily.
“For a base rundown this much, they sure do have a helluva lot of doors in here!”
Elcazor rounded a corner and proceeded down this hallway. He stopped at the end at stared the massive silver door to his left. He stood in front of it, glaring at the front of the door.
‘No handle.. No doorknob.. Nothing to let me in.. Except this.’
Elcazor’s rapier ignited and was in hand quickly. He slammed the purple beam through the center of the door, cutting through it easily. He drove it upward, the metal peeling away from the blade’s path. He then flipped his grip and brought the blade down, some of the metal melting away from the touch of the beam. He drew the beam from the door and horizontally cut through the entire door, the four sections teetering on their hinges and then toppling to the floor with a loud crash. Elcazor smirked arrogantly, de-igniting the rapier.
* * *
The red Reploid’s eyes were alive with anger. His left hand morphed into a buster quickly, the energy gathering at the tip as he began charging. He hefted up his shield and activated the thrusters in his boots. He drove through the broken down door, the shield meeting head on with the attacking Maverick, his whole body being caught by the shield and thrown halfway down the hallway. The red Reploid stopped, aimed with his buster, and fired off a fully charged blast into the soaring Maverick, launching him straight into the far wall, smoke streaming from the hole that was created.
* * *
Elcazor grunted from all three impacts; from the shield, the blast, and then the wall. He pushed himself to his feet, wiping the bust off of his armor. He lifted his head toward the attacking Hunter, his eyes gleaming dangerously.
“You dare challenge me, Elcazor, the most powerful Maverick ever constructed?! You shall be put to death for such blasphemy.” He was greeted with a small snort, and plasma fire upon his position, “So be it. DIE!”
Elcazor rocketed forward quickly, the purple rapier beam held out from his side as he closed the gap between himself and the red Hunter. He slammed his rapier through the shield, the pin-point beam ripping through the Metool armor, and into the Hunter’s gut.
“Ugh.. Metool.. How..”
“Answer your questions on how you died? It would be honorable.. I don’t know honor!” He hacked the rapier to the side, cleaving through the shield and Hunter.
He spun around on his foot and hacked through the shield in eight quick cuts, letting it fall to the ground in front of him. The Hunter dropped the shield’s grip, letting it fall into the pile. Elcazor swung his rapier for him, but he leaped over Elcazor’s attack, landing behind him and firing into his back. Elcazor spun into the shots, taking them in the chest armor, the blasts only scorching the armor.
“You need to learn how to die!”
“I’ll get around to that later, Maverick!”
Elcazor growled in anger and ran toward the Hunter. He slammed his shoulder into the Reploid’s chest armor, pushing the saber up into his gut and out through the top of his helmet. Both of them coming to a stop. Elcazor leaped back, bringing the saber out with it, cleaving through the Hunter’s body. Elcazor watched with a demonic glare as the Reploid exploded in front of him, the helmet landing at his feet.
“Final-UGH!”
* * *
Another red Reploid stood in the open doorway, this one was more detailed, with a full plate of chest armor, and gold trim lining it, as well as his gauntlets, and the bottom of the upper sections of his boots. The carbon rubber suit underneath was grey, the same color as the bottom sections of his boots. A spike-like design was on the front of his helmet, almost like Proto Man’s, but different in a way that made it unique. The lights reflected off his shades slightly, showing the angry glare beneath, “Payback time, Maverick-scum.” Smoke was billowing from the end of his buster.
* * *
Elcazor snapped his head up and glared at the new Hunter, this one resembled the previous one only in the helmet, everything else was different, except for the buster and the shield leaning against the wall beside him.
“Back already? I was about to throw myself a party!”
Elcazor went to activate his boots, but the Hunter was already upon him, a golden saber gleaming in his right hand. He drove the blade into Elcazor’s side as he dashed past. Elcazor gasped in pain, dropping to his knees as plasma fire splashed across his back.
* * *
“Having a little trouble there, Maverick? Am I too much for you now?”
The Hunter crossed his arms from his position behind Elcazor. Who was on his knees facing away from him, gasping for breath. He aimed his buster toward the back of Elcazor’s head, his eyes slitting slightly, “You don’t screw around with Guardians.” The half-charged shot exploded against the back of his head, slamming it down into the concrete floor.
* * *
Elcazor groaned as he lifted up his head, coolant leaking from his face and side. He pushed himself to his feet, his rapier ignited in his right hand. He turned around and faced the red Hunter, whose buster was always aimed at his face.
“You think you’ve won?”
“I won before this ever started.”
“You Hunter-bastard..”
“Name-calling won’t save you from anything.”
Elcazor ground his teeth together angrily, his pride had been tarnished from this. And it was beginning to piss him off. He sighed and turned and dashed away from the Hunter, taking his leave from the base.
‘I’ll be back for you later..’
* * *
The red Hunter walked back to the door where he shield was setting and gasped, falling to his knees. He grabbed at the front of his chest, a long cut leaking coolant down his front. He closed his eyes and gingerly set his hand over it.
“I tried X.. I tried..”
“I just.. Wasn’t.. Made..”
“To be.. A.. Guardian..”
He fell forward on to the ground, his hand still covering the wound, coolant leaking slowly out on to the concrete flooring. His breath came in gasps as he reached his hand for his shield and drew it too him. He would continue to protect his brother even when he was downed.
* * *
Within the cold chamber, a pair of jade lights tinted the room a soft green hue. One of the pods had activated, the figure inside was moving. The clamps along the top opened slowly, one after the other, picking up speed between each clamp. As the top set finished, the bottom began, moving at the same speed as the top. As the clamps released, the green paneling evaporated, leaving the figure to walk freely. He opened his eyes, light green ones, and stepped down from the capsule.
* * *
He stopped in the doorway to the cold chamber, his blue armor glinting lightly in the light of the damaged hallway. His carbon rubber-suit underneath was a soft golden color. His shoulders were topped with extra armor, squared off like Zero’s. His gauntlets had been thickened as well, and his boots too, and the color of his gloves had been changed to a deep purple. Golden trim made ‘X’s along the bottom of the upper portion of his boot. And three red gems adorned the knees. His chest now had a red gem set in the middle of it. It seemed that while he was deactivated, he had been getting upgraded as well. Dr. Light was a sneaky one, he was.
“You did good, PX.. You did good..”
X crouched down beside the fallen red Hunter, setting his hand lightly on the back of his brother’s head. PX moved slightly and pushed himself to his knees, staring up at his awakened brother.
“X.. You’re.. Awake.. Why?” X only smirked, setting his hand to his brother’s shoulder, “A cry for help from family.”
X helped PX get to his feet and carried him into the room, setting him in the pod he had just been in. PX nodded lightly as X activated the pod, the paneling reappeared around the cylinder, the clamps falling back into place. PX shut down his systems and allowed the pod to begin repairing him.
“Take your time, PX..”
* * *
Elcazor stopped just outside of the Hunter base, his hand set tight against the wound at his side, the coolant leaking through his fingers. He growled angrily and slammed his free hand into the entrance wall, the part he hit crumbling underneath the unexpected collision.
“Damn that Hunter! DAMN HIM TO HELL!”
Elcazor ground his teeth together, his rage overwhelming every other emotion he was capable of. He grabbed his rapier and swung in his left hand, before applying the fine point to the wound at his side, the beam burning the wound closed, stopping the coolant leakage. He deactivated the rapier and growled back at the base, before running off in the darkness toward home.
‘You’ll pay for this.. The pain toward my pride will NOT go unpunished!’
