Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ Alliance for Ages ❯ Legend ( Chapter 13 )

Chapter 13

Legend

Now X was sure of it. Whatever it was that he was here to do, it was important. He had seen it in Sonic the whole time but never really noticed it. Desperation. The people here would die if he didn't complete his part of the work. As he approached the burned-out ruins of an old G.U.N. base, he felt that nagging pull at the back of his head increase to an insistent push. He had to follow. "OK, I'm here. No where do you want me to go." The push found direction and pointed him toward a large, especially bombed-out building. "There, huh? Well, here goes nothing at all." Megaman kept his buster in ready position while he slowly approached the structure. He sensed very real danger in there.

And he found it. No sooner had he entered the doorway than something shot at him. X rolled to the side and brought his weapon to bear. Lining his sights up, he found his target. A moment too late, though, as the aggressor had already fired again. It caught X on the shoulder knocking his aim off just as he fired. The shot went wide, but it was enough to scare the small thing away. It scurried down the crossing hall and X sat there a moment, nursing the small hole in his armor. Good, no electrical damage…

X got up and walked to the hall-junction, twice as wary this time. As he turned the corner, he fired twice into the floor and pressed himself against the wall to get some limited cover. No return shots came, but X wasn't totally convinced that nothing was there. He slowly pushed away from the wall and edged toward the other end of the hall. The thing that attacked him was nowhere to be seen. Then, he saw the door at the end of the pitch-black hall open and close quickly, the soft sound of a running engine penetrated it for a split second then went away. Something was in there and it was waiting for him. X could feel it. He switched to his X-ray/infrared vision mode to see what he could pick up. He saw a hot spot that must have been the engine he had heard before. There was something else attached to it, but it wasn't hot enough to tell what it was. X couldn't make out anything else and decided he would risk going through. He walked up to the door and felt for a touch pad or something to open it. To his surprise, he found an old fashioned doorknob. He turned it and opened the door slowly; cautious as to what could be on the other side. He peeked through and found that the door led to a large loading area for flatbeds. The engine was connected to a large loader arm that was not currently moving. Strange, why is the engine on, but the arm not functional? X stepped closer, buster arm out, ready to blast the engine if the arm came to life.

It did, but it was faster than X was. The huge grabber came down on him, crushing him to the ground. X tried to roll to the side, but the claw on the arm closed on him and turned him away from the engine block, it slammed him headfirst into the wall. His vision blurred out and the arm dropped him back to the floor. It loomed over him, like it was waiting for him to move. Then, X realized that his buster arm was pointed straight at the engine. Before the operator could react, X shot twice into the engine block and it erupted into a small fireball, spraying gears and bolts in every direction as the arm fell to the floor. X rolled to the side to avoid the falling arm and quickly rose to his feet, buster ready and scanning the far wall. Then, the overhead loading dock door opened and a large figure stepped in, holding a long, ornate bow and a white glowing bracer around his arm. It had taken what looked like an arrow from the bracer and was drawing it across the bowstring. X acted fast, diving to the side, hand springing forward and flipping back to his start point, where the arrow struck him. How could he have followed that move? Luckily, the arrow had reflected off his armor, but it had still hit him full force. X decided to stay still and see what happened. The figure stood there, sillhouetted against the bright sun penetrating the open door, apparently waiting for X to move. It slowly began pulling another arrow and X acted, only this time, he charged forward, engaging his thruster boots and firing the whole way. His adversary faltered and shot without aiming, starting to drop into a defensive posture as X's blasts hit home in sequence, knocking the creature back and off balance, just as X hit it squarely in the chest, knocking it over. X rebalanced and reaimed his buster.

Now that the enemy had been thrown outside, X could see his face. Or what there was of it. The thing's face was half ravaged, the other half covered with a black sheet. But the half X could see was horrible. The flesh was scorched and the eye was completely red, the ball flooded with blood. The figure began to stand back up, but X was ready, his buster charged to full chaos emerald power. He fired the immense orange blast at the archer, aimed at that horrid face. As the blast made contact, the things head snapped off at the base of its neck. As the bright daylight flooded through the creature's body, erupting into an explosion of light and it slowly evaporated from the feet up. X brought his buster down and looked at what was left. Only a small pile of dust and the bracer remained, the bow had dissappeared along with the creature's body. X walked slowly over to the pile and picked up the bracer. I guess this is the thing I'm looking for… He placed it on his buster arm and watched as it conformed to the size of his arm and an inscription appeared. X read quickly: `You Are The Hero Granted The Power Of The Angels. Use It Wisely. You Will Be The One To Save The Ones Who Called You Here. Good Luck.'