Ladies, and Gentleman I gladly present to you my first official fanfiction turn in to the lovely site of KHI.... oh who the hell am I kidding I can't do fancy presentations *ahem*.
Hey everyone x3 this is a story I started a few years ago I am picking it back up and letting you lovely folks the chance to love it, enjoy it, or hate it so much you send hate mail to me about your critic like reviews on my level of grammar used *looks around for Eternal*..... looks like I am safe at the moment XD.
This project is dedicated to the first game series I ever got addicted to the unfortunately cancelled Megaman series. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoy writing it. Ill be sure to add each chapter link to this first page as I add them on so do not be worried about having to hunt them down once I start reaching a certain page number x3.
Without further ado please enjoy this little written tale of mine and please do if you have or wish to have any comments.... POST THEM
(WARNING: Swearing, blood, and possible death included in this tale.)
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Spoiler: Chapter 1: Enter The Megaman War: Erik
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The year is 2012, in a world perhaps parallel to our own. A place where technology has made similar advances, yet without the problem of pollution that ours currently faces. But like any world inhabited by beings of intelligent thought, there are secrets. A great truth hidden from the denizens of this world, who are purposely kept unaware of the fight. This world's secret, however, is about to be uncovered by one of it's own. A battle that affects everyone and while most people are never permitted to know or discover this; all are affected, all may become victims, and all could be casualties, should it continue its current path.
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Boring.
Did anything interesting ever happen at this stupid school? The answer to the question for Erik Mar would be 'hell, no.' The bias opinion obvious by the fifteen year old's blank face and empty gaze. The teen's short red hair moved as a breeze picked up causing a slight drop in temprature. Even the sky was boring today, but staring up at it while lying on the roof was at least better than school.
Ding, dong...
"Dammit, stupid bell. At least there's only one class left," the teen groaned as he stood up. Moving his hands through his hair, his green eyes shifting to look at the bell with annoyance. His hair fell back down to shade his face as he grabbed his book-bag. Just as he was about to head to the door a stronger gust of wind swept past him, along with the image of a blurred figure.
"Waa," Erik gasped as he rubbed his eyes. He had to have been seeing things. Deciding to leave it alone, 'probably just leaves caught in the gust,' the boy took off on a mad dash to his class on the first floor realizing how much time he had wasted.
Seconds after he had run inside three silhouettes could be seen landing on the roof.
"He came this way… find him, NOW," a feminine voice growled causing the two figures behind her to step away from her before dashing for the door in an attempt to avoid seeing what would happen if they stayed.
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"Late again, Erik… take your seat," the teacher said as she continued to write on the board. Erik passed his classmates, many staring at him, some ignoring his disruption, a few daring to whisper behind the teacher's back.
"You just can't help pushing your luck, can you," a rough voice whispered from the seat behind Erik. He sat down, taking off his green coat to reveal a simple blue Orange County Hoverchoppers shirt that went with his blue jeans. The girl behind him was a year older and had actual been held back due to being suspended many times last year. No one knew exactly why she'd been held back, but there were plenty of rumors.
"Leave him alone Clare, ya damn tomboy," a student said leaning closer to the two from his seat to the right side of Erik's. Erik long time friend Nathan Lit frowned back at Clare. The two had known each other since pre-school, as their father's had and still served together as mechanics for the government. Clare Shiloh in return had also known Erik since pre-school and seemed to be still in it as she pointed her tongue at Nathan. Clare was wearing her usual gloomy get-up with all black cloths purple arm rings and lot of damn white makeup on her face. Nathan himself was simple wearing his grey sweatshirt and black jeans.
"Yeah, Clare," Erik answered with a yawn.
He looked up at the board, where the header boldly proclaimed 'Your future and career.'
'My future, huh?' He thought as he skimmed the rest of the board. The teacher was talking, but now that he knew today's topic, he tuned her out. 'I'll probably end up working for the same company as my parents.' They'd likely get quizzed on this later though, so he pulled out his notebook and started copying the board.
Class was almost over and they had just finished resume's and were on 'Approaching a potential employer: Sell yourself, make them want to hire you.' There wasn't enough time to finish the lesson today and the class knew it. Paper and cloths rustled as the clock approached the end of the hour. The teacher gave up. "All right, you may gather your things and talk quietly until the bell dismisses you." Chatter broke out and the flurry increased while Erik pulled his bag out from under his chair to stuff his book in.
Just as he shouldered his bag a loud crash was heard in the hallway causing everyone to look up. Everything went silent as the teacher opened the door to see what was happening. Like a hoard of elephants being attack by poachers, students were screaming and running, while the staff was yelling, attempting to gain order but only adding to the chaos. A moment later, the future that Erik had been pondering for the last hour irrevocably changed.
BOOOM!
An orangish-yellow hazy figure smashed through the room's wall from the classroom next door with enough momentum to also smash through the windows. Sparks flew from newly exposed wires and the lights went out as the yellow figure reentered through the hole in the window. The thing leapt back towards the first hole as the students screamed and ran for the door to join the stampede. Moving faster than the first figure, a black blur zipped into the room through the first hole and smashed into the yellow blur. Everyone besides Erik and his two friends, who were closer to the silhouetted figures, had run out of the room. In truth it was the strangest sight Erik had ever seen, the two blurs started circling each other in the room as though they were attacking each other. Then the black blur moved backwards and lunged, smashing into the yellow one.
"What are those things?" Clare asked in a puzzled tone as Nathan snapped out of his odd trance.
"We need to get out of here," Nathan said turning from Clare to Erik, realizing the red head seemed to be stunned by the current events. Nathan reached for Erik, as if noticing something dangerous about to happen, but before he could reach his friend a blast of fire had erupted from the yellow blur cutting them off from each other.
Erik seemed ignorant of the danger, and started to squint his eyes. Maybe it was just him, but the figures seemed to become clearer, more defined.
"Erik, RUN!" Clare hissed, trying not to draw unwanted attention as she and Nathan went for the doorway before something worse happen. Finally snapping out of it, he decided it was too risky to make it past the dangers to the proper exit. Since that wasn't option, he turned to the hole in the wall created when the two figures entered.
"You idiots just don't learn do you?"
'Who said that?' He wondered as he froze in his tracks.
"Gah!"
His attention now caught by the voices, Erik turned to see the blurs were starting to form sharper silhouettes of humanoid beings. The yellow blur had been wedged into the debre of the broken window, the black blur keeping it pinned down with it's left foot.
"You're coming with us whether or not you want to," the yellow silhouette shot back.
"Oh really? You're in no position to threaten me, and now I am bored talking to you," the black blur said jumping up and delivering a spin kick to the yellow blur sending it out the window, creating another hole. Turning around the black clad person started to whistle a carefree tune until it noticed Erik stareing right at his head.
"Now this is interesting," the figure said dropping the bored tone he'd used a moment ago, shifting his head dodging a laser bullet.
"Stop," a new blurred figure said, this time red blended with black and yellow, that appeared at the entrance of the hole in the wall.
"Well then, hasta luego!" the black figure said to Erik. The black figure then turned and dove out the window as the new red blur opened fire, pursuing the black figure and jumping out the hole.
Just a few minutes ago he was complaining on the roof about how boring his life was. Only now as the fire spread and smoke and ash filled the air, did school seemed like an interesting place for once. "What were they," Erik said, backing away from the flames. Confusion filled his mind as he tried to comprehend what had just happen.
A hand grabbed his shoulder. "What are you doing here? Never mind, get out," a tall woman said ordered, pushing him out fiercely as the flames from the yellow blurs attack came closer. As Erik started to run he noticed the woman wasn't following him, but reasoned she had to know what she was doing.
Seeing that he was gone, the black haired women pulled out a walkie talkie and played with the dial, ignoring the roar of the building fire. Instead she drew closer to it, and spoke into the walkie. "Where is the target?"
"I'm sorry, we lost him again," came the static laced response. The woman didn't reply at first, the walkie's casing cracking in her hand.
"Where. Is. The target?"...
Distant sirens could be heard as Erik got out of the building, and he was caught off guard by a slap to the face from Clare along with a very loud and angry scolding. Her yells drew the attention of the nearby students, who promptly ignored them after seeing who it was doing the yelling.
"What the hell were you thinking you idiot? Those things could have killed you!" Clare said grabbing him as she started to shake Erik and continued to reprimand him. "Where's your common sense? You lose it on the roof?"
Nathan on the other hand seemed to be more focused on the building, as if waiting for something. "… The fight moved to some where else," Nathan finally shrugged, and decided to save his friend from the upset Clare. After restraining Clare long enough for her to calm done, the trio heard the principal on a megaphone, announcing that everyone needed to evacuate the schoolground's towards the nearest pre-noted location as sirens announced that the fire department had arrived.
It took an hour for all the students to be accounted for, though it would have taken less time if there hadn't been so much complaining about the school day having already ended. The lights of police, ambulance, and fire trucks flashed all around, bathing the area in eerie reds and blues as officers talked to various staff and medics verified there were no major injuries Confusion was still prominant as orders were shouted and walkies crackled, some students were crying, others cursing, though most seemed as though the event hadn't quite registered yet. As parents and guardians started arriving, the crowd was released with word that the school might be closed the next day, and to watch the evening news for the decision. Today was out of control and for Erik it was only starting.
As daylight dwindled, the fire department stopped the fire from spreading inside the school, and the police confirmed everything was cleared. From what Erik overheard as the police questioned the student and teachers who remained, the blurred figures were not found.
"What do you think those things were?" Clare asked aloud as she sat next to her two friends outside of the school zone on their popular bench at the edge of the neighborhood park. Erik was wondering the same thing, except for him it was a matter of not just what, but who they were. One had spoken to him, though indirectly, and the single odd sentence echoed in his mind.
"Now that's interesting."
"You okay, Erik?" Clare asked digging her fingers into his shoulder to get his attention. As he was about to respond, he noticed Nathan was also studying him with a look of concern.
"Guys, don't worry, I'm fine," Erik said, not really easing his friends worries. "Yeah, I wonder what they were too… any ideas Nate?" Erik chuckled as he used Nathans hated nickname, dodging a thrown pebble in the process.
"Nope," Nate shook his head. Erik didn't believe him. "Fine, aliens maybe," Nathan shrugged. "Or ghosts."
"No, I bet it was some strange government project," Clare suggested.
"I doubt that," Erik said.
"Why's that?" Nathan asked.
"When does anything interesting happen at our school?" Erik countered. Nate pointed back the way they came, where a thin trail of smoke was all that remained of the fire.
"Ugh, lets just drop it guys. It's getting late, my mom's here, and I want to get home," Clare said as her mother called her name a good distance from the group. "You both be careful," She waved good-bye to her friends, jogging to the car waiting for her.
"I don't have anyone coming for me, so I think I'd better get going too," Erik said, knowing that his parents wouldn't learn about what had happen until tomorrow, since they were currently a two states away on business. Waving to Nathan as he walked away he never noticed the focused gaze coming from his friend.
"He's holding something back." Nathan murmured, contemplation taking over his mind.
As Erik walked, he noticed that the night had taken over the sky and any stars that would be coming out were obscured by low-hanging rainclouds. The ground was dry, but it wouldn't be much longer.
"Quite a day, huh?" a voice asked, surprising Erik. He recoiled from the figure who was walking beside him, knowing he hadn't been there a moment before. "Good reflexes." The stranger nodded in approval, aware that he was being studied by the high schooler. He was a bit taller than Erik, and at least eighteen years old. The teen wore a pair of tinted glasses along with a black trench coat that looked like it had seen better days. His silver shirt and black slacks were in better condition, though not brand new.
"Um, yeah…and you are?" Erik asked as he calmed, curious about the teen's ninja-like appearance.
"A Megaman," the teen said.
Erik knew he was staring, but he couldn't help it. "Say what?" Erik said not sure if the guy walking next to him was in his right mind.
"Oh, you mean my name, sorry. It's Gaven," The teen said as he stopped walking, offering his hand to shake Erik's. Feeling already that he was in an unusual situation, Erik was hesitant to shake Gaven hand, but felt it would be rude to refuse and took his hand.
"My name's Erik," the teen said feeling a very odd ... something, like a pulse coming from Gaven, who smiled.
"Very interesting indeed."
Eriks eyes widened in recognition, the phrase was in the exact same voice as the one he'd heard from the black blur only hours earlier. He threw the hand he'd been shaking away like a venomus snake, recoiling but blocked by the solid wall of the building behind him.
"You, you're that thing from the school, in the fight, and the fire!" Erik stammered, frightened of what could possible happen.
Gaven didn't seem to want to hurt him, however, just make friendly conversation. "Don't worry, I'm not here to hurt you," Gaven insisted, letting the kid calm down for a second. I am just curious which Megaman you're going to manifest," Gaven said, confusing Erik further.
'What the hell is he talking about?' "Megaman? What do you mean? Who are you really, and what are you?" Erik asked as he calmed down, but remained cautious after Gavens promise assurance.
Before Gaven could answer, something seemed to catch his attention and he turned around to look behind him. He turned back to Erik with a peculiar smile on his face.
"I guess your about to find out… quick into the building," Gaven said grabbing Erik's arm and running for the building entrance.
They got inside, dodging debre as they made their way deeper into the abandoned warehouse. Echoing footfalls resonated behind them unable to be masked in the vast room. "Who's that?" Erik demanded as they ran.
"Who are they,' there's more than one." Gaven corrected lightly before he continued with more seriousness. "And in honesty; competition," Gaven stopped short, causing Erik to nearly run into him. Gaven gave the dead end a glare. "Seriously? Who builds a building this big without a second door?"
"Maybe that's why it was condemned" Erik muttered, unamused.
Gaven frowned. "Just stay back. Until you startup, you're in danger."
"Stop where you are," another familiar voice demanded as the two turned around to three people; one was the women who had ordered him out of the school, though now she was pointing a gun at them. Erik's focus was on the woman, now that she presented herself as a danger, and Erik noticed she and the two men behind her wore strange matching uniforms. They seemed to be about his age; one on the left had spiky red hair that went well with his tanned skin; the one on the right had skin the color of milk-chocolate and wore his hair in dreadlocks.
"Give it up, Gaven, you're cornered," the women sneered, showing contempt for the tall teen. She was about to continue when she spotted Erik, almost dismissing him a second time when she paused. Just as Gaven had a moment ago, the woman seemed to take a deeper interest in the confused teen. The two teens flanking her also seemed to sense something familier.
"Dude, another megaman," the flamed haired teen said to no one in particular, running his hands threw his hair.
"No, not yet it would seem," the other teen responded in a calm voice.
"It doesn't matter, we take them both," the women said, earning a grin from Gaven.
"Three against two, let the fun begin," Gaven spreading his hand at full length creating a white line of energy to appear around him. In response the other three took similar stances, creating a white line of energy around them. Then almost in unison the four yelled.
"SOUL RELEASE!"
Erik covered his eyes as a blinding light filled the building. The sounds of settling metal could be heard as the light subsided. When Erik finally looked he was shocked to see all of them had dawned strange blue armor.
It seemed like except for the womans Gavens armor was identical to the others. All of them wore leg armor that reached all the way up to their kneecaps with a triangle tip, their upper chest and shoulders was completely encased in the protective metal. Black and blue style armor protected the forearms, reaching from elbow to wrist, and hands had flexible armor for free-range motion. The final addition of the sets were the blue helmets, a single red gem gleaming on the forehead. The only difference Haley's armor had was her chest plate had added nessisary curves to accommodate her feminine features.
"Ha!" Gaven rushed all three of them while dodging the first punch, and attacking the women first with a screw kick that sent her flying. Next, the dark-skined teen transformed his hand into an arm cannon, but was slammed away by a similar cannon Gaven had already form. At the same time Gaven slammed his arm cannon into the guys face, it started to glow, and he spun around and unleashing a charged shot at the lunging flame haired teen, the knockback causing him to smash into the wall.
"Mark, Kaz, Soul fuse. It's pointless to fight him in basic form," the women ordered, causing Kaz to smile.
"Alright! Burn on, SOUL FUSE HEATMAN EXE."
"As you wish, Haley. SOUL FUSE MEAGAMAN MODEL ZX," Mark roared with detemination. Unlike moments ago with the flash of light, this time a veil of colors surrounded the two, colors that Erik recognized as the two aggressive blurs from the school.
"Ooooh! Erik, you might want to run unless you plan to startup," Taking the advice, Erik quickly headed to the other side of building, keeping close to the wall while taking note of the changes in the Kaz's armor as he ran.
The hot-head's leg armor had taken the form of over-extended burners; his body armor had turned yellow and had become bulkier with four grooves that joined together at the center of his chest, suggesting it could open up along with the new shoulder pads that looked like yellow boxes. His arm armor had grown massive at the hands the palm covered in a thick, circular disk with the fingers sticking out. His helmet had disappeared and his face became as black as coal, his eyes and mouth glowing and on fire. As a final touch, there was an odd fire symbol on his head and a gray ring around his temple.
As Erik ran, he could see Kaz shoot a strange flare, like a self-sustaining orb of fire, at the preoccupied Gaven. As he neared the door they'd entered, he was blocked by Mark who had also changed appearance, though not as extensivly as Kaz's transformation. All his armor had turn from blue to red and black. His leg and gauntlet armor had changed only slightly in style. There were two holsters strapped at his waist, one looked like it held a gun but the other was unidentifiable. The most notable change was his helmet, the red jem turning blue and the metal on the sides forming points that resembled horns. Except for the gun straps at his waist and his helmet there was no other major change.
"You're not escaping." Mark said simply as he pulled out the strange gun and pointed it at him. Erik froze, logic saying that if Gaven had told him to run, he would be nothing more than a punching bag if he challenged him. Fortunately, logic gave way to physics.
"WAAAAA!"
"Ugh!" Mark was caught off guard as Kaz flew into him, knocked back for the second time in the fight.
"You okay?" Gaven asked landing next to Erik, between him and the armored opponents.
"Yeah." Erik replied, shaken by having a gun pointed at his face.
"That's good," Gaven said, returning his full attention to the other two fighters. Mark seethed as he shoved Kaz off of him, glaring at Gaven. Kaz was enraged by their failure to take down someone in their basic form as well as to not stop an unawakened warrior who had no armor. They both seemed ready to take it up a notch, and Kaz's hands started to smolder while Mark grabbed for the strange device on his hip.
"No, you fools! Do you want to get discovered?" Haley yelled at them as she approached, wrath radiating from her face. Both froze at the words, releasing flame and weapon, and turned fear filled eyes to their superior.
"…go back to base I'll take care of them," Haley said, a deadly look in her eyes.
"But the commander said…" Mark was cut off by a scathing glare from Haley, causing him to take a cautious step away from her. Acknowledging their orders Kaz and Mark started to glow, causing Erik to tense before they brightened into pure light before vanishing. Erik looked around, verifying that there were now just the three of them.
"Getting brave are we?" Gaven asked as he pointed his arm cannon at the woman. She turned to him, a wild, semi-crazed look in her eyes.
"With the lackies gone, I don't have to try to bring you back alive," she said sharply. Erik shuddered at the venom in her voice, leaving him wondering what exactly had happened to cause such hatred. "SOUL FUSE PANTER FLAUCLAW," She nearly screamed, triumph shining on her face.
A veil of black and silver answered her call, parting to reveal armor with a sleek, more feline appearance. Her gauntlets and leg armor streamlined, hands and feet tipped with gleeming claws. Her chest armor became trimmer while at the same time thicker and stronger. Her helmet looked more like a panthers snarling face and she had gained a tail tipped with a blade. Gaven raised his arm cannon but before he could fire the woman had knocked him into the wall, her claws digging into and through his weapon hand cannon, pinning him to the wall and causing Gaven to cringe. Clearly this woman was at a higher skill level then the other two.
Erik realized the same thing as Gaven, that she was fast, skilled, and deadly. He knew he'd never be able to out-run her, and Gaven was injured now, pinned to the wall.
"Hey! Leave him alone!" Erik reacted the only way he could think of, and reached for her arm. If she just let go of Gaven, maybe they'd have a chance. But before he could grab her arm, the woman's tail whipped around, striking like a snake and stabbing deep into his left shoulder.
For Erik, time seemed to slow down, pain radiating from his shoulder for a split second before something... clicked. He felt a pulsing, an echo like a heartbeat, a thrumming that resonated with his very being, his soul. A waterfall of feelings in his mind, that could only be translated as words, prompted him, urging him to speak. "...soul...soul! Activation. Megaman. Soul Release!"
"Heh, very interesting indeed," Gaven said using the distraction to rip Haley's claw out and release a volley of shots, forcing her to retreat at a distance. After a second Erik opened his eyes, feeling the armor before he even saw it.
"Wha… how did this… happen?" Erik started to raise his hands, but stopped as he noticed the wound delivered to his shoulder was gone.
"I told you, you're a megaman," Gaven said, examining the holes in his cannon arm. "Just lovely," turning to his left he noticed a flash of light. "That bitch, she retreated," Gaven concluded as he reverted back to his human form rubbing the arm that had been stabbed.
"Um, excuse me?" Gaven turn to Erik who raised his now uninjured arm. "How do I undo this?" Gaven tripped, crashing into the ground.
"Kido, you have bigger problems ahead of ya; people are going to come after you to kill ya, different fractions will want to force you to join them, oh, and now that you've activated, you can't go home," Gaven said calmly, lifting a finger to emphisis the point of each thing he said.
"WHAT!"
Gavin reacted to the shout by plugging his ears. "Don't blame me, you would have eventually activated anyway, there is an upside though. You, my friend, are about to find out the biggest, greatest, most best-kept secret in the world."
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megaman character references and their respective game Titles
HeatmanEXE: Megaman BN, Megaman Model ZX: MegamanZX, and Panter Flauclaw: MegamanZero
Chapter 2: Inevitable Questions: Not So Many Answers(Link)