Mega Man Fan Fiction ❯ Surrender ❯ Ch. 2 Shenanigans ( Chapter 2 )
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By: ImpatientSnake 
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Zero's condition worsens and X is beginning to lose hope in saving his friend.
Non Anime: Mega Man Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Adventure / Action / Shounen / Angst | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 05.04.2008 | Updated On: 05.26.2008 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 349 | Status: Work In Progress
Background information is gone!
Zero's condition worsens and X is beginning to lose hope in saving his friend.
Non Anime: Mega Man Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Adventure / Action / Shounen / Angst | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 05.04.2008 | Updated On: 05.26.2008 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 349 | Status: Work In Progress
MMX Fanfiction. Ch. 2. Beta Copy. 4.25.08. Posted under ‘ImpatientSnake’ penname
Okay so I’m a bit impatient--yeah I know original-- so here’s chapter 2. I was going to make it longer but I wanted to get this one up sooner. So here’s part one of chapter two--I’ll merge them together once I write the other half but it’s late and patience is not one of my virtues.
As always I don’t own Capcom, X, Zero or any other copyrighted characters. And there will be yaoi starting in chapter 3 but for now this chapter can be rated as a “PG-13” or Teen.
(X’s thoughts)
((Zero’s thoughts))
“Dialogue”
Flash Backs/Dreams
X strode silently down the sunlit white hallway. Repetitive motion, empty in it’s meaning and serving a purely mechanical purpose. Passing various patients, doctors, visitors, and reploids alike he made his way through the chatting crwods towards the hospital kitchen.
“Is it that time already Blue?”
He managed a fake smile as he entered the heavily spiced room, a familiar member of the kitchen staff waiting for him.
“So I take it by your somber face ‘sleeping beauty’ hasn’t woken up yet.” She said handing X a tray with the day’s breakfast.
“Thanks.” X took the tray noiselessly, eyes downcast, gazing at the floor. Turning to walk away he felt a pair of eyes still at his back.
“If the manner to which you apply yourself has a tendency to weaken your affections; then the manner is certainly unlawful and not befitting the human mind.”
X remained still until the end of her speech; it was only his first two weeks of being human and he was already grieving himself toward ruin. As he ambled back towards the hospital unit he stared down at the tray, avoiding the gaze of the building’s inhabitants. Eggs, toast, two glasses of orange juice, and a bowl of thin soup. Even though the medical devices provided Zero with the nutrition to sustain himself the doctors; and X alike, thought that the stimulation of being fed would help the fallen hunter. X began to round the corner as a speeding nurse knocked him onto the floor; the contents of the tray cascading on the walls and ground.
“Get a defibrillator into room 919!” A doctor shouted as a torrent of other medical staff raced past X.
(But that’s…!)
X quickly recovered, slipping in the puddle of food from the tray as he raced towards Zero’s unit.
“Tell the receptionist to get Lifesaver here ASAP! And where the hell is that defibrillator!”
Doctors shouted and nurses hastily scrambled for the items they requested. X grabbed a passing nurse as he entered the frantic crowd.
“What’s going on in there?! What’s wrong with Zero!?” he demanded as he held the 200 lb nurse off of the ground by his collar.
The man stammered “T-the doctor on call received a signal from the r-room that your friend is in; he had an irregular heart beat. When h-he arrived to check on him he was doubled over in a h-heart attack…” X lowered the man to his feet and pushed in through the throng of people, despite their various warnings.
He was thrown back against the unit was as a petite nurse came bursting in with the defibrillator. In the midst of bobbing heads and bustling medical personnel Zero lay flailing against 6 or 7 nurses who held him to the bed.
“Hold him still, make sure he doesn’t rip out those IVs!”
“Zero!”
“Get back X! You two move aside! I’m the consulting reploid care technician!” Lifesaver shouted as he knocked two nurses from his path.
“GGGGGAAAAAAHHHHH!!”
An anguished cry broke Zero’s silence as he began to violently cough, blood staining his lips as they grew pale. X limply froze as he began to sink to the floor hopelessly, tears welling in his jade eyes.
(It was just a simple mission…)
X felt his courage leave him, his body began to grow cold as the room spun; the fangs of unconsciousness stinging his sides.
(…search and destroy…)
Another fearful cry rent the air as Zero threw three of the nurses from him.
(…and then we could go home.)
* * *
“Come on slow poke!”
Zero shouted at X playfully as the two dashed through the dense forest on the tiny spit of an island.
“Slow down Z! Or you’re going to miss the lab!”
The both knew that Zero was the faster of the two and X smiled as he played the usual game of ‘catch up’.
“What’s wrong X? Am I too fast for you?”
“Come on Zero, we’re supposed to be looking for Sigma’s base!”
“I won’t miss it. Just try to have some fun!” The mischievous hunter exclaimed as he stealthily dash jumped into the jungle canopy and out of X’s sight. Focusing on his mission, the blue clad hunter never noticed as Zero disappeared from his sights.
The agile Zero noiselessly dash jumped from branch to branch, his golden yellow hair streaming behind him.
((Sigma, this time I’ll finally amend for the acts of my past.))
He silently contemplated to himself as he propelled out of the canopy top, momentarily free falling onto a nearby tree limb with veteran ease. He looked towards X’s direction, gazing sentimentally at the form of his running friend.
((And then we’ll finally be free…))
With that he began to scan the sunny landscape of the tropical island.
X continued to run amongst the lush vegetation, slowing down every so often to inspect the undergrowth.
(This might not be such as bad vacation spot.)
He mused to himself as he gracefully dashed around a large palm tree. Momentarily distracted, he overlooked a large, rusted piece of metal protruding from the jungle floor.
“Ooof.”
The blue reploid’s eyes widened in surprise as he tumbled forward, tripping in mid-dash over the metallic object.
(Oww… what did I hit?)
Climbing to his feet X strode over to the foreign object. He stooped down examining it’s unnatural shape. Cautiously, he touched the slender, cone-like object and discovered it to be metallic; as he pulled his hand back rust stained his fingertips.
“Whatever it is it couldn’t have been made within the last decade.”
X; like all hunter commanders, was kept up-to-date with information about all new reploid laws and models. Within the last decade a law had been passed that all reploids, robots, and just about ever other item that was metallic had to be made of easily recyclable alloys that would never rust. Looking tentatively at the deteriorating object X grabbed it firmly with both hands, braced his feet into the ground and began to pull it loose from the Earth. With a heave it came loose. X fell backwards a few feet as the body of a large cartoonish dinosaur landed a distance away with a resounding thud.
He gathered his senses and rose from the green carpeted ground. Making his way over to the ancient robot X noticed a few things that perplexed him. Not only did the comical figure of the robot have a body alignment suited for quick movements but there was also the remains of a small buster inside the decaying jaws. Several energy burns ran the length of the body seemingly emitted from a small buster--very akin to his own. As X closed in on the moss covered skeleton he felt a sense of familiarity encroach in the back of his mind.
“That symbol, why do I feel as though I’ve seen it before?”
Picking up the head of the reptilian robot he began to smooth the dirt off of an insignia on it’s forehead.
“GOTCHYA!”
X was ripped away from the robot and face first into the verdant green of the forest floor--something from the canopy colliding with him. He turned around swiftly and fired a random shot as he felt someone grab him roughly around the neck.
“Woah! Take it easy X it’s just me!”
Zero said in surprise as the blue bullet of energy whistled past his head, missing him by inches while he kept his choke hold in place.
“Z-Zero!”
X stammered in shock as he tried to free himself of the red reploid’s grip.
“Don’t DO that! I could’ve injured you!”
“Aww… nice to know you care so much about me…” The taller reploid teased as he kept X annoyed in his grasp.
“Cut it out already! Don’t you want to get this mission over with?!”
Zero put the slightest bit more force into the hold and leaned in towards X’s ‘ear’.
“Come on you know you like it.”
The blue commander’s face turned beat red while he tried vainly to escape Zero’s grasp. It was true that he liked Zero being this close but he didn’t care for this teasing -- especially when it was so hard to tell if the trickster was being serious. Yet X also knew one of the few things his friend detested.
He reached behind his left side and grabbed a fistful of Zero’s hair. His counterparts’ face grew flush red instantly. He released the smaller hunter who fell to the grass, dragging the other behind him.
“Okay X, let me go!”
Zero demanded as he took his face out of the dirt and rolled over towards X -- his stern look seemingly foolish as bits of turf stuck to his features.
X broke out into a hysterical laugh, jerking his partners’ head occasionally by way of the lock of hair he still held. The other simply smiled at the hunter commander rolling around in the grass-- X was uptight no longer. He loved to hear X’s bell-like laughter -- otherwise he wouldn’t go to such lengths to constantly prank him. Yet the matter of Zero’s capture by X unnerved the red reploid.
It wasn’t that the crimson hunter hated it when X fussed with his hair -- on the contrary he found it irresistible. Each flaxen strand was connected to individual hair follicles in the synthetic skin and the follicles were joined to a complex series of mechanical nerves -- a close cousin of human hair. Zero’s indestructible hair allowed him an advantage to sense vibrations and changes in the surrounding air flow, but it also caused him to become overtly sensitive when it was touched. Whenever X ran his fingers through his blonde hair Zero’s pulse would race, his extremities grew numb, and his heart would melt… It was for these reasons Zero put on an annoyed façade.
Wresting his hair from X’s grip Zero turned to the smoking wreckage of the ancient dinosaur robot.
“What did you find out about that robot X?”
He asked as he held a hand out to X, helping him off of the ground.
“Apparently it was used as a combat model. It’s probably a remnant of the laboratory that Sigma’s currently using. There was also an… insignia of some sort on it’s head but it’s not like I can discern it now.”
He said with a gruff voice as he turned towards a dumbly smiling Zero.
“Well I’m sure it’s not of much importance anyway, come on I found the lab.” the crimson reploid retorted as he sailed off into the distance, X following close behind.
_ _ _
ImpatientSnake: Well there you go. It’s not the complete chapter two so I’ll post rest of it later.
Also the reference from Shelly’s Frankenstein was pretty befitting so kudos to her for writing it.
As always please read and review.
Okay so I’m a bit impatient--yeah I know original-- so here’s chapter 2. I was going to make it longer but I wanted to get this one up sooner. So here’s part one of chapter two--I’ll merge them together once I write the other half but it’s late and patience is not one of my virtues.
As always I don’t own Capcom, X, Zero or any other copyrighted characters. And there will be yaoi starting in chapter 3 but for now this chapter can be rated as a “PG-13” or Teen.
(X’s thoughts)
((Zero’s thoughts))
“Dialogue”
Flash Backs/Dreams
X strode silently down the sunlit white hallway. Repetitive motion, empty in it’s meaning and serving a purely mechanical purpose. Passing various patients, doctors, visitors, and reploids alike he made his way through the chatting crwods towards the hospital kitchen.
“Is it that time already Blue?”
He managed a fake smile as he entered the heavily spiced room, a familiar member of the kitchen staff waiting for him.
“So I take it by your somber face ‘sleeping beauty’ hasn’t woken up yet.” She said handing X a tray with the day’s breakfast.
“Thanks.” X took the tray noiselessly, eyes downcast, gazing at the floor. Turning to walk away he felt a pair of eyes still at his back.
“If the manner to which you apply yourself has a tendency to weaken your affections; then the manner is certainly unlawful and not befitting the human mind.”
X remained still until the end of her speech; it was only his first two weeks of being human and he was already grieving himself toward ruin. As he ambled back towards the hospital unit he stared down at the tray, avoiding the gaze of the building’s inhabitants. Eggs, toast, two glasses of orange juice, and a bowl of thin soup. Even though the medical devices provided Zero with the nutrition to sustain himself the doctors; and X alike, thought that the stimulation of being fed would help the fallen hunter. X began to round the corner as a speeding nurse knocked him onto the floor; the contents of the tray cascading on the walls and ground.
“Get a defibrillator into room 919!” A doctor shouted as a torrent of other medical staff raced past X.
(But that’s…!)
X quickly recovered, slipping in the puddle of food from the tray as he raced towards Zero’s unit.
“Tell the receptionist to get Lifesaver here ASAP! And where the hell is that defibrillator!”
Doctors shouted and nurses hastily scrambled for the items they requested. X grabbed a passing nurse as he entered the frantic crowd.
“What’s going on in there?! What’s wrong with Zero!?” he demanded as he held the 200 lb nurse off of the ground by his collar.
The man stammered “T-the doctor on call received a signal from the r-room that your friend is in; he had an irregular heart beat. When h-he arrived to check on him he was doubled over in a h-heart attack…” X lowered the man to his feet and pushed in through the throng of people, despite their various warnings.
He was thrown back against the unit was as a petite nurse came bursting in with the defibrillator. In the midst of bobbing heads and bustling medical personnel Zero lay flailing against 6 or 7 nurses who held him to the bed.
“Hold him still, make sure he doesn’t rip out those IVs!”
“Zero!”
“Get back X! You two move aside! I’m the consulting reploid care technician!” Lifesaver shouted as he knocked two nurses from his path.
“GGGGGAAAAAAHHHHH!!”
An anguished cry broke Zero’s silence as he began to violently cough, blood staining his lips as they grew pale. X limply froze as he began to sink to the floor hopelessly, tears welling in his jade eyes.
(It was just a simple mission…)
X felt his courage leave him, his body began to grow cold as the room spun; the fangs of unconsciousness stinging his sides.
(…search and destroy…)
Another fearful cry rent the air as Zero threw three of the nurses from him.
(…and then we could go home.)
* * *
“Come on slow poke!”
Zero shouted at X playfully as the two dashed through the dense forest on the tiny spit of an island.
“Slow down Z! Or you’re going to miss the lab!”
The both knew that Zero was the faster of the two and X smiled as he played the usual game of ‘catch up’.
“What’s wrong X? Am I too fast for you?”
“Come on Zero, we’re supposed to be looking for Sigma’s base!”
“I won’t miss it. Just try to have some fun!” The mischievous hunter exclaimed as he stealthily dash jumped into the jungle canopy and out of X’s sight. Focusing on his mission, the blue clad hunter never noticed as Zero disappeared from his sights.
The agile Zero noiselessly dash jumped from branch to branch, his golden yellow hair streaming behind him.
((Sigma, this time I’ll finally amend for the acts of my past.))
He silently contemplated to himself as he propelled out of the canopy top, momentarily free falling onto a nearby tree limb with veteran ease. He looked towards X’s direction, gazing sentimentally at the form of his running friend.
((And then we’ll finally be free…))
With that he began to scan the sunny landscape of the tropical island.
X continued to run amongst the lush vegetation, slowing down every so often to inspect the undergrowth.
(This might not be such as bad vacation spot.)
He mused to himself as he gracefully dashed around a large palm tree. Momentarily distracted, he overlooked a large, rusted piece of metal protruding from the jungle floor.
“Ooof.”
The blue reploid’s eyes widened in surprise as he tumbled forward, tripping in mid-dash over the metallic object.
(Oww… what did I hit?)
Climbing to his feet X strode over to the foreign object. He stooped down examining it’s unnatural shape. Cautiously, he touched the slender, cone-like object and discovered it to be metallic; as he pulled his hand back rust stained his fingertips.
“Whatever it is it couldn’t have been made within the last decade.”
X; like all hunter commanders, was kept up-to-date with information about all new reploid laws and models. Within the last decade a law had been passed that all reploids, robots, and just about ever other item that was metallic had to be made of easily recyclable alloys that would never rust. Looking tentatively at the deteriorating object X grabbed it firmly with both hands, braced his feet into the ground and began to pull it loose from the Earth. With a heave it came loose. X fell backwards a few feet as the body of a large cartoonish dinosaur landed a distance away with a resounding thud.
He gathered his senses and rose from the green carpeted ground. Making his way over to the ancient robot X noticed a few things that perplexed him. Not only did the comical figure of the robot have a body alignment suited for quick movements but there was also the remains of a small buster inside the decaying jaws. Several energy burns ran the length of the body seemingly emitted from a small buster--very akin to his own. As X closed in on the moss covered skeleton he felt a sense of familiarity encroach in the back of his mind.
“That symbol, why do I feel as though I’ve seen it before?”
Picking up the head of the reptilian robot he began to smooth the dirt off of an insignia on it’s forehead.
“GOTCHYA!”
X was ripped away from the robot and face first into the verdant green of the forest floor--something from the canopy colliding with him. He turned around swiftly and fired a random shot as he felt someone grab him roughly around the neck.
“Woah! Take it easy X it’s just me!”
Zero said in surprise as the blue bullet of energy whistled past his head, missing him by inches while he kept his choke hold in place.
“Z-Zero!”
X stammered in shock as he tried to free himself of the red reploid’s grip.
“Don’t DO that! I could’ve injured you!”
“Aww… nice to know you care so much about me…” The taller reploid teased as he kept X annoyed in his grasp.
“Cut it out already! Don’t you want to get this mission over with?!”
Zero put the slightest bit more force into the hold and leaned in towards X’s ‘ear’.
“Come on you know you like it.”
The blue commander’s face turned beat red while he tried vainly to escape Zero’s grasp. It was true that he liked Zero being this close but he didn’t care for this teasing -- especially when it was so hard to tell if the trickster was being serious. Yet X also knew one of the few things his friend detested.
He reached behind his left side and grabbed a fistful of Zero’s hair. His counterparts’ face grew flush red instantly. He released the smaller hunter who fell to the grass, dragging the other behind him.
“Okay X, let me go!”
Zero demanded as he took his face out of the dirt and rolled over towards X -- his stern look seemingly foolish as bits of turf stuck to his features.
X broke out into a hysterical laugh, jerking his partners’ head occasionally by way of the lock of hair he still held. The other simply smiled at the hunter commander rolling around in the grass-- X was uptight no longer. He loved to hear X’s bell-like laughter -- otherwise he wouldn’t go to such lengths to constantly prank him. Yet the matter of Zero’s capture by X unnerved the red reploid.
It wasn’t that the crimson hunter hated it when X fussed with his hair -- on the contrary he found it irresistible. Each flaxen strand was connected to individual hair follicles in the synthetic skin and the follicles were joined to a complex series of mechanical nerves -- a close cousin of human hair. Zero’s indestructible hair allowed him an advantage to sense vibrations and changes in the surrounding air flow, but it also caused him to become overtly sensitive when it was touched. Whenever X ran his fingers through his blonde hair Zero’s pulse would race, his extremities grew numb, and his heart would melt… It was for these reasons Zero put on an annoyed façade.
Wresting his hair from X’s grip Zero turned to the smoking wreckage of the ancient dinosaur robot.
“What did you find out about that robot X?”
He asked as he held a hand out to X, helping him off of the ground.
“Apparently it was used as a combat model. It’s probably a remnant of the laboratory that Sigma’s currently using. There was also an… insignia of some sort on it’s head but it’s not like I can discern it now.”
He said with a gruff voice as he turned towards a dumbly smiling Zero.
“Well I’m sure it’s not of much importance anyway, come on I found the lab.” the crimson reploid retorted as he sailed off into the distance, X following close behind.
_ _ _
ImpatientSnake: Well there you go. It’s not the complete chapter two so I’ll post rest of it later.
Also the reference from Shelly’s Frankenstein was pretty befitting so kudos to her for writing it.
As always please read and review.