Requiem (PG-13, Su-A-D)

[Pyroman.EXE]

This fanfiction is based off of the events within the Mega Man X and Zero series, but with a lot of loose differences. Events are similar to the events in Mega Man X: The Hunters Hunted (www.thehuntershunted.co.nr) and many, but not all, characters will be borrowed and used from this storyline, with consent, of course. There will be heavy violence at times but not so much that it should be rated R... I hope. My chapters are generally not very long, just for the record.

Enjoy.






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...it's been said that in times of crisis, heroes shall rise...

But... what happens to them... once everything is said and done...?

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Darkness. Total darkness, no sound, no night, nothing. A faint glow reflected off of something in the corner, but quickly died as, once again, the darkness resumed its reign over the stagnant room. There was a sound that resonated, though... a very, very faint whirring noise as a figure in the corner lifted his head.

"Three days, yet nothing happens..." He spoke softly, as he kept his eyes closed. His ears were trained to listen to any abnormal noises, but apparently there were none... it had been silent, peaceful, yet lonely... but, of course, with the current state of affairs, that was to be understood.

It wasn't recently that the utopian nation of Neo Arcadia began expanding. Lured by the promises of peace and tranquility, the small state that had originated in central Europe had slowly begun to bring together many other nations. Of course, not everyone had succumbed to the growing juggernaut, but enough have to make Neo Arcadia the most powerful force in the world. In time, nations all over the globe had surrendered to the new found peace, as borders began to get eliminated little by little. While some nations, such as China, the United States, and Russia, did not join Neo Arcadia right away, the influences within their respective countries began to take a toll, and have made it so that the entire world was under their peaceful watch...

Of course, though, that peace would never have lasted.

The young reploid sat there. There wasn't really anything left for him: no home, no friends, nothing. He sat around, wondering, waiting, hoping for something to change, convinced he could do nothing. Knowing that nothing else would happen at this hour, he leaned back against the dusty bookshelf behind him, as some dust flew into the air upon impact. Away from everything, from pain, from joy, from life and death... in total void, he began to sleep again, unsure of when he would awaken...

[Pyroman.EXE]

"What are you doing?!"

Calamity lay all around them. HQ had fallen, the setting sun reflected upon the smouldering rubble that lay around them. There was nothing left... the building looked like it was about to collapse soon. Three reploids stood... one had his assault rifle pointed at another, while the third, a woman, was a distance away from the guy with the rifle, slowly walking up to him. His face was lit up, by the sun, by the fires around him, as his messy, brown hair swayed in the breeze. His armor was damaged here and there, his arm braces practically riddled with holes, wires showing, his chest armor that looked like a silver tank top scuffed up, his leg armor which matched his braces, a light blue, torn up.

"What we should have done years ago." Copy X replied. His Ultimate Armor was a brilliant blue, yellow, and silver, as he stared into the young guy's rifle. He was unouched, his armor looking as perfect as ever. His buster was pointed at his assailant much like how the assailant's rifle was pointed at him. "You don't understand, do you?"

"I understand perfectly." The guy snarled. "Killing reploids because of the fact that they could go Maverick... this is NOT the peace the original Mega Man X hoped for!!!"

At the sound of those words, X lurched forward with incredible speed, slamming his buster gun into his opponent's chest. The impact was huge as the guy was flung to the side from the force of the hit. The third person walked forward, her blonde hair messed up, her microphone broken. "X, STOP IT!!!"

"Alia..." X mumbled, turning to her. "...go. Now."

"No, YOU GO!!! LISTEN TO YOURSELF! You were always talking about wanting peace between humans and reploids, but this is not peace! This is not what my husband wanted!" She shouted, artificial tears obviously welling up in her eyes. Starting to cry, she went on. "Why... why have you changed, X?! You used to be so sweet, so loving... and now look at you!"

Beginning to get enraged, X turned fully to Alia, as his buster was now pointed at her. The guy on the ground struggled to push himself up but couldn't, the damages from the conflict began to take his toll. "Alia... go! He'll kill you, we can't lose you!!!"

"No, Raeone, I won't!" She replied as she stood before the copy of her beloved, standing firm.

"Alia... you know very well why I am doing this, you are the commander of Maverick Hunter and really aught to understand. If you're going to stand in my way..." X replied to her comments as his buster began to charge with energy.

"ALIA, GO NOW!!!" Rae screamed from the sidelines. Alia closed her eyes, as determined as ever to convince X to change...

...but it was futile...

It took one blow. The energy within X's buster unleashed its monstrous fury as the energy wave engulfed Alia... she was totally blown away, the plasma dissolving every fragment of her body, her entire frame evaporating due to the sheer force of the blast. "...no...how could you... YOU BASTARD!!!" Rae screamed, as he did what he could to push himself off of the ground. Summoning his reserve energy within him he ran, rushing towards X as his beam dagger flew out of his pocket, ready to strike and kill. As he came up to him, though, X moved in perfect fashion, his right hand grabbing Rae's left and with a quick motion his left buster fired an uncharged shot directly through Rae's chest.

The reploid sank to his knees, beaten as his systems began rapidly going offline. X let him go as the beaten opponent fell to the dirt. "...pitiful... but, as a lesson to you, you shall live a life of torture and agony... the shame that you failed your commander, your friends, everyone..." He mumbled, as he turned around, slowly walking away from the scene...

It was over. Maverick Hunter was no more...

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Rae's eyes shot open, until he realized that he was just having the nightmare again... though, in reality, it wasn't just a nightmare. He touched the wound in his right abdomen again, a spark quickly flying as he winced from tthe pain. However, there was a noise that sounded outside... standing up, he pushed his way to the door, hoping to find some hope in his darkness...

[Pyroman.EXE]

With a slight creak, the door opened, as a rifle came out the door. Pointing the rifle in diffferent directions, Rae followed, as he began to head downwarrd. There seemed to be a figure down the hallway, though he really couldn't make it out... it seemed tall, like some sort of... wolf. He pressed onward.

"BRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE~"

Rae paused. Wait... is that a... SHIT!

In a flash a burst of plasma sailed through the stagnant air, glowing a brilliant blue and white. Without any choice, Rae flung himself to the side as the shot hit the ground where he was at. Splinters flew and dust clouded the area as he pushed himself up off of the side of wall...

When he heard the beep of his infrared sensor.

Almost out of nowhere his newfound assailant emerged from the smoke. Raeone bounced backward, his assault rifle loaded and pointed to him. "Well, what have we here?" The wolf said with a bit of twisted glee, as he rushed at Raee, claws extended. He began swiping as Rae began dodging, the spectacle going on for a couple of minutes as he weaved in and out of the attacks, trying not to get hit. A sharp jolt of pain hitt him like a brick, as his wound sparked again, as he suddenly balked, grunting a little from the pain. Seizing the moment, the enemy struck Rae, once across the cheeek, a second blow upwards across the torso, sending him into the air, skidding along the floor.

Rae immediately fought to get up, pushing himself to his feet, in pain. "Who... the hell... are you?"

The wolf stood there. As a smile crept onto his face, he laughed. "Well, well, you wish to know who I am?! Fine, since you're dying I suppose itt's alright. I am Lucied, Lieutenant serving Master Harpuia. I have orders to terminate any leftover reploids here in Dopple Town..."

"What?!" Rae said. There seemed no other choice. He was a Hunter. This guy was a killer, just as much a maverick as anyone else. Bouncing backward, he began letting bullets fly as the enemy came, getting slowed by the occasional hit but still advancing. Seeing no other way to stop him, he quickly tossed his rifle aside, as Rae pulled out a beam dagger, activating it. The two rushed at each other, as both landed their hits, each striking somewhere on the torso. Howeveer, his wounds began to take a heavy toll as Rae dropped his knife, falling to a knee as he began to clutch his chest in pain.

Lucied turned around, his monstrous frame making thumps on the floor as he made his way closer to Raeone. Retracting his claws, he grabbed Raeone by the neck, hoisting him into the air. The grasp on his neck slowly began to damage wires inside, as Rae put his hands on Lucied's to try to pry them off, but it was no use. He could feel his systems going offline one by one once again, shutting down due to immense pain. With a quick flash Lucied's left arm turned into a buster gun, which began charging as it was pointed at Rae's face. Damn it... DAMN IT... Rae's face began to fill with panic, no hope left...

"This is the end for you." Lucied said with a chuckle.

Rae looked around. No one else was here.

"Just give up..."

...no...I will not... I WILL NOT DIE LIKE THIS!!!

"...AND DIE!!!"

With a flash, Rae's leg came upward as it kicked the buster upwards, right as the charge blast flew, hitting the ceiling instead. His other leg came around as he kicked Lucied in the face, being freed in the process due to the distraction. He bounced backward, as Lucied shook his head to ward off the dizzy feeling from the kick, turning to Rae. The next blow would decide this, Raeeone's systems were just about done, he would shut off any moment. Lucied knew this, too, as he merely walked up to Rae, until...

Lucied's eyes went wide. A glowing beam of light seemed to extend from his forehead, green, but it soon retracted, leaving a hole in which hydraulic and coolant fluids began to leak. Lucied sank to his knees, as it was now clear that it was a beam saber that had impaled him, a figure behind him holding two of them. "...no...NOOOOOOOOO!" Lucied howled, as he began to light up, sparks reacting with the flammable liquid, as he exploded in a burst of flames, pushing the two by him back a bit. As the smoke cleared, Rae looked once again, to the person behind Lucied... had he saved him, or was he going to kill him too?

...however, there was no time to find out. With a thump, Rae fell forward, embracing sleeep as his self-repair systems began trying to fix him.

[NetOperator Wibby]

hmm...this is getting interesting. i'll keep watching this thread.
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[Pyroman.EXE]

Darkness... total darkness. Yet, it seemed that it wasn't entirely void. A figure... not far off. Was it a human...? It seemed like it, a woman... off in the distance... It was blurry, but you could make out her figure and brown hair... not much else...

"Rae... don't give up..." She spoke softly...

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A few reploids were bent over him. One had black hair, medium length, and a crimson armor. Another with black hair but red highlights... a third, with silver hair and purple eyes, and a tattered cloak. "Think he'll wake up?" The one with the highlights spoke, as Raeone's eyes slowly fluttered open. Surprised, the three of them backed up, as the silver and azure reploid looked up.

It was night, the sky littered with clouds. A few snowflakes fell here and there, accumulating around him. A cold wind blew, snow flowing with it as he sat up. His chest wounds were patched up, as he felt them... he looked around, as four people near him seemed to be looking at him, a teenager and an anthropomorphic lion along with the original three, surrounding a small fire, the fifth, being the guy with the black and red hair, working on a reploid that had been injured pretty bad. After a moment, the crimson reploid spoke.

"...Raeone. Raeone of the 06th Assault Division, right?"

Shaking his head a little bit, Rae stood up slowly. "Yeah. That's me." He spoke, turning his head to the side, his face taking a serious, sad tone.

The reploid who addressed him stood as well, extending a hand. "Good to see you alive. I'm Strike Caine, 04th-"

His voice trailed off, though, as Rae turned around, beginning to walk away. A couple of pockets formed in his leg armor since theey resembled pants, as he put his hands in them, moving away from thhe group slowly. "Hey, wait a minute!" Strike said as he walked up, putting his hand on Rae's right shoulder. "Kid, you should be getting some rest, you're not fully repaired yet."

Rae stopped, but didn't turn around. "It doesn't matter anymore." He said with a quiet angst as he didn't turn around. "If you're from Maverick Hunter then you know what's going on."

"Exactly, and that's why-" Strike tried to interject for amoment but was once again cut off.

"...that's why it doesn't matter." Rae said, as he put his hand on Strike's, gently pushing it off of his shoulder. Walking off again, Rae put his hand back in his pocket. Strike, seeing how words wouldn't work right now, turned around, heading back to the small fire that was lit up.

"He'll be back." He mumbled shortly as he looked around.

"Who is he, anyways?" The cloaked guy asked.

After a pause, Strike explained. "...he's the guy they assigned to escort Alia to a safe place, back at HQ, Zephyr..." Understanding what that meant, the five sitting there fell a bit silent, none of them speaking for a bit.

"...so, what makes you think he'll come back?" The human asked, looking over at Rae as he slowly walked away into the distance.

"Well, Will, quite frankly he's got nowhere else to go." Strike said, looking out there. "Everywhere else he'll go he'll be greeted by buster guns, beam rifles, and lazer swords."

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Trying to be all friendly... does he even realize what I did...?! Went through Rae's head. He turned around for a moment, looking back at the group. They seemed to be chatting peacefully... not something he really wanted to do right now. She died. She fuckin' died and it's my damn fault.

Saying not a word, he kept moving on. The area seemed to be a place where there were still forests and the like, a railroad surrounded by timber. Finding a tree, he sat down, leaning on it. Not moving any more, he thought to himself quietly.

...why did they save me......?

[Pyroman.EXE]

"So, you decided to come after all?"

Strike turned around to spot Raeone off in the distance. The snow had stopped; it was now morning, cold and bitter. Gray clouds filled the sky, but were light. The blue and silver reploid said nothing, merely walked up to the group as they were preparing to leave. Helping out without asking, the group began to move out, heading for an abandoned train line.

There was total silence for a little bit. There was a harsh wind blowing, of course, but only Will was affected since everyone else was reploid. It seemed like a sad silence, probably instigated by the angsty one of the group, Raeone. Listening, you could only hear the crunching of snow under feet and some sea gulls off in the distance.

"So... are you staying with us?"

The sudden question sorta shook Rae out of his sullen daze. Moving his shoulder up for a second to adjust the rifle hanging from it, he replied to Blaze, who had asked the question. "I guess... where are you headed?"

"Yoron, some small island off of the mainland here in Japan. Got a transmission not too long ago, some sort of distress signal sent over our frequency. You didn't get it?" The scarred guy asked, turning to him.

"No, I wasn't paying attention to the radio..." Rae mumbled quietly, looking downward. "What was it?"

"Not much." Siege replied, cutting Blaze off. "Just saying that if there were any Hunters left, to come to the island. I think the whole thing is fishy, honestly."

"Well, it can't be that much of a hoax if they sent the transmission in proper form over your radios." Blaze replied to Siege. The anthropomorphic lion rolled his eyes as Blaze addressed him. "Hell, I even thought it was professional myself."

"You're not a Hunter, you can think whatever the hell you feel like thinking." Siege replied, getting some chuckles. Rae smiled as well. "All I know is that signal is not trustworthy. How do we know it's not a trap?"

Strike grinned from up ahead. "Only one way to find out, right? It's just a small town, they can't do much to us over there, right?"

"Whatever. If this is a trap I'll kill them anyways." Came an unexpected reply from Raeone. A few glances came his way, but more laughter sounded.

"It's about freakin' time you began speaking up!" Strike interjected, as the group's mood began to lighten. The team moved along the inactive train line, trudging through snow, hopefully trying to make their way to a small island of which not much was known...

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...I guess when heroes are done, they die off...

...but they'll be back. Someday...

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// End of Chapter 1. //