Rockman X: Untamed Winds -WIP-

[Core]

Rockman X: Untamed Winds
by Core Belote

::Disclaimer::

This story takes place as a side story to the events in the Rockman X storyline, while parts do cross it is mainly about fancharacters. The Rockman X series is the copyrighted and trademarked property of Capcom, all other characters are property of their respected owners and creators.

Rated R due to language, graphical violence, and adult theme's.

Chapter 1: "Rebirth"

The sun sits low on the horizon, painting the scorched landscape in its amber glow. Smoke rising from the remains of a city, now crumbled ruins from the falling debris of the ruined space colony that rained down on the earth in a meteor shower over an expanse. The cries and moans of the survivors of the city echo faintly in the swirling dust, some of them human while others are mechanical, each wailing in sorrow and pain. A brunt and charred metal hand draging the remains of its attached body from the reminents of a disbuted factory district, claws and digs its exposed skeletal frame into the earth. A youthful face appears covered in dirt and oil, the left side torn away to show bare metal, the remaining green eye was fogged with pain as the cyborg drags the remaining upper torso of his body away from the devestation.

"So this is how it ends," the cyborg thinks silently to himself. "Not in battle, but from the aftermath of one."

His arm wavers as it lost its strenght, his head resting down on the red soil as his vision dimmed. He lay there in the ruins, his power cell draining slowly, powering this remaining organic and mechanical parts with its last few pulses of energy.



"All systems are showing to be in working order." A tall reploid dressed in a white lab coat with gold trim states as he looks up from a computer station. "Should I start the final activation protocol?"

"I guess we should. He has been waiting a while hasn't he." A silver haired reploid replies as she moves over to an inclined table with a brown haired reploid laying upon it attached by cables to machines. "Hopefully the interfaces will hold up."

The male reploid nods as he starts the final activation for the reploid, looking at the display and reading it off.

"Power cell is online, power supply routes online, processing center is online, all systems coming online now at 75% of full capasity." He states as the two reploids look at the third anxiously.

The eyes of the new reploid open slowly, letting its green optics see the gunmetal gray of the lab walls and the white lights of the ceiling. He feels his head tingling as data pours into him, informing him of everything that he needed to know about his body and basic functions. Slowly he sits upon the table, only to feel a hand placed on his chest to slowly push him back down with care.

"Don't try and move to quickly now, assimilate your new data first." The female science reploid stated as she smiled at him warmly. "You have to get use to your new body X-109."

"What... what happened?" The new born reploid asks as he looks at her curiously, "Last thing I remember was an explosion and then red clay..."

"Your previous body was damaged beyond repair, but we were able to salvage part of your memory circuits for this new body." The male reploid said dryly, "It was Xodia's idea to give you your original designation and appearance."

"I thought might be good for you to have a familiar face and designation rather then just a new one, since some of your memory might be intact still.Some don't bother to think about such things, or much anything else." The female reploid retorded. "In any case, how are you feeling X-109?"

"Xion...", the reploid stated as he looked at her. "I perfer to be called Xion, and I feel a bit odd..."

"It might be the safety system installed in you. You can only run at 75% of your full power because our employer demanded it."

"Employer?" Xion asks as he sits up to look at the other male reploid.

Xion's eyes focus in on an emblem on the reploids coat and one on the monitor screens as well behind him, a letter from the greek alphabit made to look a bit like a beast. His eyes narrowed a bit at the sight only to have a hand placed on his chest once more by the female reploid, causing him to look at her and notice how much taller she was then him. Standing at least a foot or more above him, her violet eyes gazing down softly at him as she moved her hands to help him stand.

"We are mavericks as you can see, but not the type you might think we are." She says as she helps him walk on his new legs, "There are some projects that will not be funded by regular channels so we have to look for outside sources. You are the result of one such project."

The green eyes widen as he looks at her, "Maverick funding is responsible for me! I've spent most of my years hunting you people and now you are telling me that I have you to thank for my reconstruction!"

"The Hunters wrote you off a long time ago, its been a while since the colony was destroyed and it was by luck we found your remains in a scrap pile." Xodia continued, her hand helping him along down a hallway with a few other reploids of varying height were wondering.

"They forgot about me..." Xion thinks silently, recalling his services to the Hunters in the past during troubled times when their forces were low and he was brought in to help. Flashes of fragmented memories of his battles and friends lost surface in his mind as he is guided by the tall reploid into another room.

Xodia turns on the lights in the new room, showing a row of weaponry and armors, each marked for a different reploid. Xion walks up to a rack of armor marked with his resigstration number and slowly starts taking the armor off of its magnetic holding clamps. The black armor was made of the latest materials, giving it a less bulky look then armors of the past, the light gray of the shoulder pads stood off from his armor, looking almost like skulls as he puts them on along with the rest of the dark armor. His eyes fell upon the helmet at it sat there and he looks at it abit distastefully, the thought of wearing something that looked like it came from a sci-fi movie didn't appeal to him. Xion moves over to the weapons, taking them up from the rack slowly to examine them.

A powerful buster gun, fitted to accomadate rechargable power cells to keep from feeding off his own power supply, as well as a magazine casing slot to put optional ammunitions in for various mission duty. Next to the gun was an energy saber, the blade when ignited came out a orange color and was made to be three inches wide with a curve towards the end to a fine point. Along with the saber were two knives made of the same material as the armor, making it capable of slicing into a reploid. Xion armed himself with his new weapons and took up a small communications headset from one of the basic equipment racks, placing it onto his new ear implacements and letting it fold up into its compact unit.

"Well, you certainly look about how I invisioned you would." Xodia states as she pulls out something from a box on the floor, "But I think that you might be wanting this."

She holds out a dark gray longcoat to him with a smile, and Xion slips it on over his armor, noting that it was heavier then what normal cloth would be.

"I had it crafted out of armor material, its not as strong, but it will last longer then the one we found remains of with you." Xodia says with a smile.

"Thanks." The reploid says as he heads out of the door, the scientist following close behind him, her frame towering over his. "So what is it that you are to have me do now. Since you all did rebuild me, means you did it for a reason."

Xodia pauses in her tracks, "Well... my purpose was to prove that we could revive dead reploids and cyborgs..."

"It was because we need to replenish our forces, and what better way then to bring the dead back to life." A voice cracked ahead of them, causing both reploids to turn to face the newcomer to the conversation.

Xion's green eyes look up and down the purple armored reploid, wearing a something similar to that of ancient samurai only with turned up shoulder pads. His thin face and red eyes give him a grim appearance, and his smirk told the newly born reploid that this one believed that he was in charge of things. Xion looked up at the taller reploid, his metal stomach turning at being shorter then everyone it seemed in this place.

"Agile, you died long ago in a duel against X and Zero." The brown haired reploid states as he lets a smirk cross his face, "So why would the bring a weakling like you back is beyond me."

Agile's smirk quickly faded as he looked down at the insulant young reploid, "That may be but you are now under my command. So I expect you to be a bit more polite and think before you speak."

Xion growls as he narrows his eyes at the maverick, "Just because you all re-built me doesn't mean that I am going to be your lap dog. I'm out of here."

He turned to push past Xodia when a sharp pain hit him, almost like his head was being split open from the inside. Xion dropped to his knees, his hands clutching his head as his eyes open wide from the pain, screaming in agony. The pain suddenly stops, leaving him there panting and placing this hands on the floor to support himself.

"Interesting isn't it." Agile's voice cut in through the loud panting, the purple reploid lowering his right arm as a display vanished behind an armored control panel. "Its a safety device that insures that you will remain with us and do as you are told. Can't have you running off now to join your old friends the Hunters now can we... not when there is so much that you have to repay us for."

Xion clenches his fists in anger as he turns quickly, igniting his saber as he pulls it from its place at his side. Agile was quicker on his feet, once more activating the safety device with the press of a button on his arm. The saber quickly fell as Xion cluches his head once more, this time his body being caught by Xodia before he can make it fully to the ground, the scientist helping him down slowly.

"This is only at 10 percent, and I can target other locations on your body." Agile states sinisterly, "Allow me to demonstrate."

With a few taps of the controls on his arm, Agile sends a new wave of pain into Xion. The young reploid crying out louder as he feels his whole body burning from the inside with pain. Xodia holds onto him as he quakes and thrashes in pain from the agony being inflected by the devices she was forced to implant into him.

"Stop it, please!" The scientists pleads, "You've made your point you don't have to do this to him."

Agile cuts the devices off and closes the control panel as he looks at the young reploid in the scientists arms, "I hope that I have. As much as I enjoyed the show, I would much rather see Zero or X in such glorious pain. Make sure that he is fully repaired and ready for duty Xodia... or I'll just have to see how well you can hold up against 25 percent like our young friend here."

Xodia holds the exhausted Xion close as she watches the other reploid turn and walk back down the hall, her gaze falling back on the younger reploid, watching as his body goes into sleep mode.



Xion opened his eyes slowly as he feels his systems starting up once more, and once again seeing the face of Xodia greeting him. He groans a bit as he sits up, raising a hand to his forehead, feeling a dull ache still from Agile's control device.

"The effects will wear off soon." Xodia says as she offers a hand to help him off the inclined table.

"You're the one that put whatever it is inside of me that he is using to cause that pain aren't you." The darkly clad reploid says as he ignores her hand and pushes himself off the table on his own.

Xodia lowers her hand slowly and looks away from him, "I did... but its not like I had a choice. Almost all of us here have the devices implanted in us."

Xion stands there for a moment thinking before going over to a computer console. "Is there a way to remove the devices or override the control signal?"

The scientists shakes her head as she walks over to him, seeing that the young reploid was bringing up his own design plans for his new body. "Its only one device that is implanted close to the power core of every reploid made here, only the commanders have the command code to activate it. Agile made it himself shortly after we reactivated him, and he had it put in everyone... against the will of many. As it stands he is the one in charge of this place and there is no way to change that."

"If he turns them to full power he could cause a melt down of the core systems in the body, destroying a reploid at anytime he wishes." Xion states as he looks at the designs for the device, "Looks like he planned it out well."

"He did, and he uses it as you have experienced, without mercy or pity."

"So we are all his puppets. That's just lovely." Xion growls as he sits there.

Xodia wraps her arms slowly around his shoulders as she rests her head next to his, "You are just like what the profile said you were."

"Profile?" He asks, turning slowly to face her.

She nods, "The mavericks established a database on hunters and other reploids, its how they can stay so informed about things and organize their forces as they do."

Xodia holds him a bit closer, making him blush as his head was brought closer to her armored chest. "Your profile was one of the reasons that I picked you to work on. A human who was turned into a cyborg, and seemed to have extensive knowledge on combat tactics and the skills to pull off a great number of tactical manuvers and operations. Over time your organic components were replaced with mechanical ones turning you more and more into a reploid. Now here you are, a reploid fully and able to have a relationship with another one."

Xion gulps a lump in his throat as he ducks out from under her grasp and edges his way around her, "Xodia, I should be going. I remember something about Agile wanting me fit for duty. I think that I should report in and see what he had in mind for me."

The female reploid let out a sigh, "I guess you are right. But promise that you will come see me when you are done, I am the one in charge of making sure that you are fully functional and fit for duty after all."

He nods as he backs out of the lab, waiting for the door to close before letting out a sigh of relief. "I might be new to being a reploid, but at least I know that some of my instincts are still intact."

Xodia sinks into one of the chairs in the lab as she replays the events in her head over and over, "I think I scared him... was I being to forward, or what... this courtship thing is harder then I thought it would be. But if it works for humans then it should work for reploids as well."

She turns to her computer and brings up the file on Xion once more, calling up his history. "X-109, activation date unknown. Found during the third war and enlisted as a Hunter during the war with Repliforce. Commendations for bravery under fire and wounds in combat during a failed assault to capture or destroy Hunter trainees. Left the hunters after the end of the fifth war, taking a job as a mercenary and is responsible for the destruction of three battalions of mavericks in that time. Known combat expertises... tactical analaysis, marksmenship, close combat, explosives and demolition, computer hacking, espionage, gurrilla warfare, mech/aircraft/vehilical pilot/driver, human and reploid medical treatments. Found after the Euraisa incident close to the remains of a warehouse/factory destoryed. Survivor recordings indicate that he was destoryed evacuating human civilians to safety in an underground bunker, while fighting off maverick mechanloids and reploids."

Xodia closes her eyes, her mechanical brain recalling her own past. A still tall silvery haired reploid huddled into corner of a factory as explosions sounded around her. Humans pushing past in a race towards an emergancy fallout shelter located deep underground, almost ignoring her with her damaged arm as they pushed her out of the way and seemed to ignore her cries that that one was already full. A series of gunshots rang out loudly, causing the humans to duck down for cover, allowing her to see its source. A short brown haired human with deep purple eye markings like fangs on his cheeks and wearing black armor under a gray longcoat. HIs white fingers and black palm wrapped around a large handgun and firing into the distance at an unseen foe.

"You, get these people to the nearest shelter." The human yelled out after giving her only a glance. "Blasted things decided to attack now with parts of the colony dropping on top of us."

"But they won't listen to me..." Xodia shouted, suddenly noticing then that the people were looking at her.

"Get them out of here!" The human yelled, "I'll hold them off."

She nodded, "Everyone follow me. There is another bunker close by that we can get to if we hurry."

As she lead the group of humans away, she looked over her shoulder to see the human fighting on, using a saber and his gun to fight off maverick reploids. It was the last she saw of him till finding out who and what he was, resolving to rebuild the one that gave her the confedence to do things for herself. Xodia hugged herself as he sat there thinking of the past, letting herself going into sleep mode for a bit to recharge her internal power core a bit and give her systems a rest.


Xion sat at a round table with a large projector at the center, the chairs around the table filled with reploids of different shapes and sizes as well as species, many of them making him feel very short. Agile sat at the lartes t of the seats in the room, showing that he had the power of the labratory base, and was in charge of the meeting.

"With the final member or our team here I think that it is time that we all talk about something that we have all been wanting to do for some time now, and that is to strike back at the Hunters." Agile opens as he hits a few keys before him on the table, starting up the projector. "Our target is a Hunter Base, it is located in the eastern part of this contenate and is currently under manned."

The red three dimentional display of the base hovers in the air at he center of the room, gaining the attention of the occupaints easily. "Now some of you might question as to why I want to take this base since it is so lightly manned and appears to have little stratigical function. But I assure you that it is more then what meets the eye, case in point is the power output of the base. It is much higher then what should be produced by a base of that size, meaning that there is something in there that they are hiding and trying to keep us from getting to. We could discuss how to best carry our an attack, but I think that one of us here already has formulated a plan of attack... am I right Xion?"

Xion grumbles as he lowers his head, his fists gripping the chair he was in. "I have, but I would rather hear what the others have to say since it is better to view other options as to how to do things then just one way."

Agile smiles as he looks at the green eyed reploid, "Ah, but how many here know this base as well as you do Xion. This is the Hunter base where you were taken in and trained, why not give us a tour of your old stomping grounds and introduce us to some of your old friends."
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[Core]

Rockman X: Untamed Winds
by Core Belote

::Disclaimer::

This story takes place as a side story to the events in the Rockman X storyline, while parts do cross it is mainly about fancharacters. The Rockman X series is the copyrighted and trademarked property of Capcom, all other characters are property of their respected owners and creators.

Rated R due to language, graphical violence, and adult theme's.

Chapter 1: "Rebirth"

The sun sits low on the horizon, painting the scorched landscape in its amber glow. Smoke rising from the remains of a city, now crumbled ruins from the falling debris of the ruined space colony that rained down on the earth in a meteor shower over an expanse. The cries and moans of the survivors of the city echo faintly in the swirling dust, some of them human while others are mechanical, each wailing in sorrow and pain. A brunt and charred metal hand draging the remains of its attached body from the reminents of a disbuted factory district, claws and digs its exposed skeletal frame into the earth. A youthful face appears covered in dirt and oil, the left side torn away to show bare metal, the remaining green eye was fogged with pain as the cyborg drags the remaining upper torso of his body away from the devestation.

"So this is how it ends," the cyborg thinks silently to himself. "Not in battle, but from the aftermath of one."

His arm wavers as it lost its strenght, his head resting down on the red soil as his vision dimmed. He lay there in the ruins, his power cell draining slowly, powering this remaining organic and mechanical parts with its last few pulses of energy.



"All systems are showing to be in working order." A tall reploid dressed in a white lab coat with gold trim states as he looks up from a computer station. "Should I start the final activation protocol?"

"I guess we should. He has been waiting a while hasn't he." A silver haired reploid replies as she moves over to an inclined table with a brown haired reploid laying upon it attached by cables to machines. "Hopefully the interfaces will hold up."

The male reploid nods as he starts the final activation for the reploid, looking at the display and reading it off.

"Power cell is online, power supply routes online, processing center is online, all systems coming online now at 75% of full capasity." He states as the two reploids look at the third anxiously.

The eyes of the new reploid open slowly, letting its green optics see the gunmetal gray of the lab walls and the white lights of the ceiling. He feels his head tingling as data pours into him, informing him of everything that he needed to know about his body and basic functions. Slowly he sits upon the table, only to feel a hand placed on his chest to slowly push him back down with care.

"Don't try and move to quickly now, assimilate your new data first." The female science reploid stated as she smiled at him warmly. "You have to get use to your new body X-109."

"What... what happened?" The new born reploid asks as he looks at her curiously, "Last thing I remember was an explosion and then red clay..."

"Your previous body was damaged beyond repair, but we were able to salvage part of your memory circuits for this new body." The male reploid said dryly, "It was Xodia's idea to give you your original designation and appearance."

"I thought might be good for you to have a familiar face and designation rather then just a new one, since some of your memory might be intact still.Some don't bother to think about such things, or much anything else." The female reploid retorded. "In any case, how are you feeling X-109?"

"Xion...", the reploid stated as he looked at her. "I perfer to be called Xion, and I feel a bit odd..."

"It might be the safety system installed in you. You can only run at 75% of your full power because our employer demanded it."

"Employer?" Xion asks as he sits up to look at the other male reploid.

Xion's eyes focus in on an emblem on the reploids coat and one on the monitor screens as well behind him, a letter from the greek alphabit made to look a bit like a beast. His eyes narrowed a bit at the sight only to have a hand placed on his chest once more by the female reploid, causing him to look at her and notice how much taller she was then him. Standing at least a foot or more above him, her violet eyes gazing down softly at him as she moved her hands to help him stand.

"We are mavericks as you can see, but not the type you might think we are." She says as she helps him walk on his new legs, "There are some projects that will not be funded by regular channels so we have to look for outside sources. You are the result of one such project."

The green eyes widen as he looks at her, "Maverick funding is responsible for me! I've spent most of my years hunting you people and now you are telling me that I have you to thank for my reconstruction!"

"The Hunters wrote you off a long time ago, its been a while since the colony was destroyed and it was by luck we found your remains in a scrap pile." Xodia continued, her hand helping him along down a hallway with a few other reploids of varying height were wondering.

"They forgot about me..." Xion thinks silently, recalling his services to the Hunters in the past during troubled times when their forces were low and he was brought in to help. Flashes of fragmented memories of his battles and friends lost surface in his mind as he is guided by the tall reploid into another room.

Xodia turns on the lights in the new room, showing a row of weaponry and armors, each marked for a different reploid. Xion walks up to a rack of armor marked with his resigstration number and slowly starts taking the armor off of its magnetic holding clamps. The black armor was made of the latest materials, giving it a less bulky look then armors of the past, the light gray of the shoulder pads stood off from his armor, looking almost like skulls as he puts them on along with the rest of the dark armor. His eyes fell upon the helmet at it sat there and he looks at it abit distastefully, the thought of wearing something that looked like it came from a sci-fi movie didn't appeal to him. Xion moves over to the weapons, taking them up from the rack slowly to examine them.

A powerful buster gun, fitted to accomadate rechargable power cells to keep from feeding off his own power supply, as well as a magazine casing slot to put optional ammunitions in for various mission duty. Next to the gun was an energy saber, the blade when ignited came out a orange color and was made to be three inches wide with a curve towards the end to a fine point. Along with the saber were two knives made of the same material as the armor, making it capable of slicing into a reploid. Xion armed himself with his new weapons and took up a small communications headset from one of the basic equipment racks, placing it onto his new ear implacements and letting it fold up into its compact unit.

"Well, you certainly look about how I invisioned you would." Xodia states as she pulls out something from a box on the floor, "But I think that you might be wanting this."

She holds out a dark gray longcoat to him with a smile, and Xion slips it on over his armor, noting that it was heavier then what normal cloth would be.

"I had it crafted out of armor material, its not as strong, but it will last longer then the one we found remains of with you." Xodia says with a smile.

"Thanks." The reploid says as he heads out of the door, the scientist following close behind him, her frame towering over his. "So what is it that you are to have me do now. Since you all did rebuild me, means you did it for a reason."

Xodia pauses in her tracks, "Well... my purpose was to prove that we could revive dead reploids and cyborgs..."

"It was because we need to replenish our forces, and what better way then to bring the dead back to life." A voice cracked ahead of them, causing both reploids to turn to face the newcomer to the conversation.

Xion's green eyes look up and down the purple armored reploid, wearing a something similar to that of ancient samurai only with turned up shoulder pads. His thin face and red eyes give him a grim appearance, and his smirk told the newly born reploid that this one believed that he was in charge of things. Xion looked up at the taller reploid, his metal stomach turning at being shorter then everyone it seemed in this place.

"Agile, you died long ago in a duel against X and Zero." The brown haired reploid states as he lets a smirk cross his face, "So why would the bring a weakling like you back is beyond me."

Agile's smirk quickly faded as he looked down at the insulant young reploid, "That may be but you are now under my command. So I expect you to be a bit more polite and think before you speak."

Xion growls as he narrows his eyes at the maverick, "Just because you all re-built me doesn't mean that I am going to be your lap dog. I'm out of here."

He turned to push past Xodia when a sharp pain hit him, almost like his head was being split open from the inside. Xion dropped to his knees, his hands clutching his head as his eyes open wide from the pain, screaming in agony. The pain suddenly stops, leaving him there panting and placing this hands on the floor to support himself.

"Interesting isn't it." Agile's voice cut in through the loud panting, the purple reploid lowering his right arm as a display vanished behind an armored control panel. "Its a safety device that insures that you will remain with us and do as you are told. Can't have you running off now to join your old friends the Hunters now can we... not when there is so much that you have to repay us for."

Xion clenches his fists in anger as he turns quickly, igniting his saber as he pulls it from its place at his side. Agile was quicker on his feet, once more activating the safety device with the press of a button on his arm. The saber quickly fell as Xion cluches his head once more, this time his body being caught by Xodia before he can make it fully to the ground, the scientist helping him down slowly.

"This is only at 10 percent, and I can target other locations on your body." Agile states sinisterly, "Allow me to demonstrate."

With a few taps of the controls on his arm, Agile sends a new wave of pain into Xion. The young reploid crying out louder as he feels his whole body burning from the inside with pain. Xodia holds onto him as he quakes and thrashes in pain from the agony being inflected by the devices she was forced to implant into him.

"Stop it, please!" The scientists pleads, "You've made your point you don't have to do this to him."

Agile cuts the devices off and closes the control panel as he looks at the young reploid in the scientists arms, "I hope that I have. As much as I enjoyed the show, I would much rather see Zero or X in such glorious pain. Make sure that he is fully repaired and ready for duty Xodia... or I'll just have to see how well you can hold up against 25 percent like our young friend here."

Xodia holds the exhausted Xion close as she watches the other reploid turn and walk back down the hall, her gaze falling back on the younger reploid, watching as his body goes into sleep mode.



Xion opened his eyes slowly as he feels his systems starting up once more, and once again seeing the face of Xodia greeting him. He groans a bit as he sits up, raising a hand to his forehead, feeling a dull ache still from Agile's control device.

"The effects will wear off soon." Xodia says as she offers a hand to help him off the inclined table.

"You're the one that put whatever it is inside of me that he is using to cause that pain aren't you." The darkly clad reploid says as he ignores her hand and pushes himself off the table on his own.

Xodia lowers her hand slowly and looks away from him, "I did... but its not like I had a choice. Almost all of us here have the devices implanted in us."

Xion stands there for a moment thinking before going over to a computer console. "Is there a way to remove the devices or override the control signal?"

The scientists shakes her head as she walks over to him, seeing that the young reploid was bringing up his own design plans for his new body. "Its only one device that is implanted close to the power core of every reploid made here, only the commanders have the command code to activate it. Agile made it himself shortly after we reactivated him, and he had it put in everyone... against the will of many. As it stands he is the one in charge of this place and there is no way to change that."

"If he turns them to full power he could cause a melt down of the core systems in the body, destroying a reploid at anytime he wishes." Xion states as he looks at the designs for the device, "Looks like he planned it out well."

"He did, and he uses it as you have experienced, without mercy or pity."

"So we are all his puppets. That's just lovely." Xion growls as he sits there.

Xodia wraps her arms slowly around his shoulders as she rests her head next to his, "You are just like what the profile said you were."

"Profile?" He asks, turning slowly to face her.

She nods, "The mavericks established a database on hunters and other reploids, its how they can stay so informed about things and organize their forces as they do."

Xodia holds him a bit closer, making him blush as his head was brought closer to her armored chest. "Your profile was one of the reasons that I picked you to work on. A human who was turned into a cyborg, and seemed to have extensive knowledge on combat tactics and the skills to pull off a great number of tactical manuvers and operations. Over time your organic components were replaced with mechanical ones turning you more and more into a reploid. Now here you are, a reploid fully and able to have a relationship with another one."

Xion gulps a lump in his throat as he ducks out from under her grasp and edges his way around her, "Xodia, I should be going. I remember something about Agile wanting me fit for duty. I think that I should report in and see what he had in mind for me."

The female reploid let out a sigh, "I guess you are right. But promise that you will come see me when you are done, I am the one in charge of making sure that you are fully functional and fit for duty after all."

He nods as he backs out of the lab, waiting for the door to close before letting out a sigh of relief. "I might be new to being a reploid, but at least I know that some of my instincts are still intact."

Xodia sinks into one of the chairs in the lab as she replays the events in her head over and over, "I think I scared him... was I being to forward, or what... this courtship thing is harder then I thought it would be. But if it works for humans then it should work for reploids as well."

She turns to her computer and brings up the file on Xion once more, calling up his history. "X-109, activation date unknown. Found during the third war and enlisted as a Hunter during the war with Repliforce. Commendations for bravery under fire and wounds in combat during a failed assault to capture or destroy Hunter trainees. Left the hunters after the end of the fifth war, taking a job as a mercenary and is responsible for the destruction of three battalions of mavericks in that time. Known combat expertises... tactical analaysis, marksmenship, close combat, explosives and demolition, computer hacking, espionage, gurrilla warfare, mech/aircraft/vehilical pilot/driver, human and reploid medical treatments. Found after the Euraisa incident close to the remains of a warehouse/factory destoryed. Survivor recordings indicate that he was destoryed evacuating human civilians to safety in an underground bunker, while fighting off maverick mechanloids and reploids."

Xodia closes her eyes, her mechanical brain recalling her own past. A still tall silvery haired reploid huddled into corner of a factory as explosions sounded around her. Humans pushing past in a race towards an emergancy fallout shelter located deep underground, almost ignoring her with her damaged arm as they pushed her out of the way and seemed to ignore her cries that that one was already full. A series of gunshots rang out loudly, causing the humans to duck down for cover, allowing her to see its source. A short brown haired human with deep purple eye markings like fangs on his cheeks and wearing black armor under a gray longcoat. HIs white fingers and black palm wrapped around a large handgun and firing into the distance at an unseen foe.

"You, get these people to the nearest shelter." The human yelled out after giving her only a glance. "Blasted things decided to attack now with parts of the colony dropping on top of us."

"But they won't listen to me..." Xodia shouted, suddenly noticing then that the people were looking at her.

"Get them out of here!" The human yelled, "I'll hold them off."

She nodded, "Everyone follow me. There is another bunker close by that we can get to if we hurry."

As she lead the group of humans away, she looked over her shoulder to see the human fighting on, using a saber and his gun to fight off maverick reploids. It was the last she saw of him till finding out who and what he was, resolving to rebuild the one that gave her the confedence to do things for herself. Xodia hugged herself as he sat there thinking of the past, letting herself going into sleep mode for a bit to recharge her internal power core a bit and give her systems a rest.


Xion sat at a round table with a large projector at the center, the chairs around the table filled with reploids of different shapes and sizes as well as species, many of them making him feel very short. Agile sat at the lartes t of the seats in the room, showing that he had the power of the labratory base, and was in charge of the meeting.

"With the final member or our team here I think that it is time that we all talk about something that we have all been wanting to do for some time now, and that is to strike back at the Hunters." Agile opens as he hits a few keys before him on the table, starting up the projector. "Our target is a Hunter Base, it is located in the eastern part of this contenate and is currently under manned."

The red three dimentional display of the base hovers in the air at he center of the room, gaining the attention of the occupaints easily. "Now some of you might question as to why I want to take this base since it is so lightly manned and appears to have little stratigical function. But I assure you that it is more then what meets the eye, case in point is the power output of the base. It is much higher then what should be produced by a base of that size, meaning that there is something in there that they are hiding and trying to keep us from getting to. We could discuss how to best carry our an attack, but I think that one of us here already has formulated a plan of attack... am I right Xion?"

Xion grumbles as he lowers his head, his fists gripping the chair he was in. "I have, but I would rather hear what the others have to say since it is better to view other options as to how to do things then just one way."

Agile smiles as he looks at the green eyed reploid, "Ah, but how many here know this base as well as you do Xion. This is the Hunter base where you were taken in and trained, why not give us a tour of your old stomping grounds and introduce us to some of your old friends."
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[maverick_hunter_17]

looks good so far Core :] keep it up *gives Core a tummy rub*
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[Core]

Thank you, hopefully I will have the second chapter done by the end of the week.
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[Core]

Thank you, hopefully I will have the second chapter done by the end of the week.
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