ROCKMAN vs. MEGAMAN
The world is a strange place. Especially this world.
This is the world of the Network. Here, humans and Navis work side by side to accomplish everyday tasks, daring rescues, and even waste time. Almost everyone has a Navi that they keep in a Personal Terminal, or PeT. Each human is a friend with his or her Navi, and the two form an inseparable bond.
The best example of this in present day Den Town is Netto Hikari and his Navi, Rockman. Together, these two young souls have faced the powerful organization known only as the World 3 and also brought about the end of the Net Mafia Gospel. They are famous the world over, as they have saved the world more than once. But underneath everything, Netto and Rockman are about as normal as can be.
"Netto-kun! You're going to be LATE! AGAIN!"
"All right, all right, Rockman!" Netto sighed, shoving his way out the door with his PeT in tow. "Get off of my back already! Jeeze!"
"I wouldn't be so harsh," Rockman admonished from his place in the PeT, "if you weren't always late."
Well, mostly normal.
Netto was like any other student. He went to school, fell asleep in class, tried to avoid his homework (which was hard to do with Rockman around), and generally goofed off just enough so that he wouldn't get in trouble for it. It was the average day for him.
Rockman, however, was an above-average Navi. He was carried to school, woke Netto up no less than six times, reminded Netto to do his homework, and ended up actually doing the homework himself while Netto goofed off just enough so that he wouldn't get in trouble for it. It was also an average day for him.
At home, however, Netto's mother received a package from a man that she thought looked familiar.
"Package for the household ma'am," the man said from beneath his baseball cap.
"Why thank you," Netto's mother said.
The man seemed to look at the house while still keeping his eyes hidden with the cap. "Say, isn't this the Hikari house hold?"
"Yes, it is. Why do you ask?"
"It's just that one kid, Netto, lives here doesn't he? He's famous!"
"Yes, but don't tell him that to his face," Netto's mom giggled. "It'll just give him a big ego."
"Right," the man nodded, laughing. "I'll see you later, ma'am."
As the door shut, Hinoken began to walk away. He had taken up this delivery job in an attempt to forget about his days with the World 3. He felt guilty about the damage he'd done to some many houses by using Fireman to cause ovens around town to blow up. Luckily for his conscious, nobody was seriously injured.
Hinoken had been stopped, however, by Netto Hikari. He'd been mad at first, flabbergasted that a child could beat him with such a weak Navi, but as he observed the pair of them over the next few weeks, he cam to realize that Netto and Rockman were very different in a way that couldn't be explained, and that made them stronger than even Hinoken's most hated rival (Freezeman).
Hinoken felt he owed it to the kid to turn over a new leaf, but he was having a tough time doing that. His mind kept wandering back to the World 3 and the life he left behind. Maybe, somehow, that old coot Wily had survived. Maybe . . .
No, no, no! He couldn't think about that. He owed the kid. He owed him . . .
A bit.
Netto and Rockman got home after school to find the box that had been delivered. It bored the mark of the SciLab, where Netto's dad worked. Dr. Hikari was a pioneer in the field of Navis, and it was through his ingenuity that Rockman had been created.
At birth, Netto had a twin, known as Saito. But Saito suffered from a fatal disease that science couldn't cure at the time, and so he died. Dr. Hikari obsessed night and day, however, to find a way for his son to live on, and eventually succeeded in converting Saito's DNA into actual data and creating, from that, a Navi. That Navi was Rockman.
In the box was an upgrade disk. Excited, Netto immediately went upstairs to his computer and pluged Rockman into the system.
"I wonder what kind of upgrade dad's thought of this time?" Netto asked aloud.
"Probably some kooky program that makes me change color every time I use a different battle chip," Rockman said sarcastically.
They both laughed at the joke. "Yeah, I'd have to call you Rainbowman then!"
The computer beeped. "Upgrade downloading," Rockman said. "It's a big file. It might take me a while. Why don't you get some sleep, Netto-kun?"
It was too late. Netto was already sound asleep in his chair.
Rockman smiled at the sleeping boy, and proceeded with the download.
Meanwhile, somewhere deep in the Net, in an area of data that had yet to be touched by human thought, a dark, cloaked figure brooded.
Forte was the most powerful Navi in the history of the net. He had destroyed some of the most advanced firewalls and protection programs in the world, and had played a large role in the deletion of entire servers in many countries. Forte was only ever whispered about in hushed circles around the Net's bad neighborhoods, and his mere presence in an area sent power surges rippling through the very fabric of the Net.
Forte wasn't really evil, however. Not to his own eyes anyway. When he was created, he was deemed 'too strong' and immediately imprisoned. His 'Get Ability' program allowed him to copy and adapt attacks that were used against him, making him the most dangerous Navi in the world. When his deletion was ordered, Forte had to fight his way out of the containment area. During the ensuing battle, he received a crippling wound to the chest, which drew a line across the emblem on his chest.
Forte had learned his lesson. Humans could not be trusted, and he was going to take his revenge on them one way or another.
Ever since the attempts by Gospel to create an army composed of the Navi Bass, which was a weaker copy of Forte, Forte himself had taken pride in exterminating every pale shadow of himself he came across. But since his encounter with a blue Navi that had beaten him in fair combat, Forte had been quiet, wondering at the power that blue Navi seemed to possess. He mused that perhaps the most powerful ability a Navi could have was their operator.
Forte continued to brood.
Rockman monitored the download progress. It would be done any second now, and then he'd have to opportunity to see just what his father had created for him this time.
It was dark outside. Netto was safely tucked away in bed, snoring happily. An owl hooted somewhere in the night.
The PeT beeped. There was a flash of light.
Somewhere in the night, Rockman screamed . . .
The world is a strange place. Especially this world.
This is the world of the Network. Here, humans and Navis work side by side to accomplish everyday tasks, daring rescues, and even waste time. Almost everyone has a Navi that they keep in a Personal Terminal, or PeT. Each human is a friend with his or her Navi, and the two form an inseparable bond.
The best example of this in present day Den Town is Netto Hikari and his Navi, Rockman. Together, these two young souls have faced the powerful organization known only as the World 3 and also brought about the end of the Net Mafia Gospel. They are famous the world over, as they have saved the world more than once. But underneath everything, Netto and Rockman are about as normal as can be.
"Netto-kun! You're going to be LATE! AGAIN!"
"All right, all right, Rockman!" Netto sighed, shoving his way out the door with his PeT in tow. "Get off of my back already! Jeeze!"
"I wouldn't be so harsh," Rockman admonished from his place in the PeT, "if you weren't always late."
Well, mostly normal.
Netto was like any other student. He went to school, fell asleep in class, tried to avoid his homework (which was hard to do with Rockman around), and generally goofed off just enough so that he wouldn't get in trouble for it. It was the average day for him.
Rockman, however, was an above-average Navi. He was carried to school, woke Netto up no less than six times, reminded Netto to do his homework, and ended up actually doing the homework himself while Netto goofed off just enough so that he wouldn't get in trouble for it. It was also an average day for him.
At home, however, Netto's mother received a package from a man that she thought looked familiar.
"Package for the household ma'am," the man said from beneath his baseball cap.
"Why thank you," Netto's mother said.
The man seemed to look at the house while still keeping his eyes hidden with the cap. "Say, isn't this the Hikari house hold?"
"Yes, it is. Why do you ask?"
"It's just that one kid, Netto, lives here doesn't he? He's famous!"
"Yes, but don't tell him that to his face," Netto's mom giggled. "It'll just give him a big ego."
"Right," the man nodded, laughing. "I'll see you later, ma'am."
As the door shut, Hinoken began to walk away. He had taken up this delivery job in an attempt to forget about his days with the World 3. He felt guilty about the damage he'd done to some many houses by using Fireman to cause ovens around town to blow up. Luckily for his conscious, nobody was seriously injured.
Hinoken had been stopped, however, by Netto Hikari. He'd been mad at first, flabbergasted that a child could beat him with such a weak Navi, but as he observed the pair of them over the next few weeks, he cam to realize that Netto and Rockman were very different in a way that couldn't be explained, and that made them stronger than even Hinoken's most hated rival (Freezeman).
Hinoken felt he owed it to the kid to turn over a new leaf, but he was having a tough time doing that. His mind kept wandering back to the World 3 and the life he left behind. Maybe, somehow, that old coot Wily had survived. Maybe . . .
No, no, no! He couldn't think about that. He owed the kid. He owed him . . .
A bit.
Netto and Rockman got home after school to find the box that had been delivered. It bored the mark of the SciLab, where Netto's dad worked. Dr. Hikari was a pioneer in the field of Navis, and it was through his ingenuity that Rockman had been created.
At birth, Netto had a twin, known as Saito. But Saito suffered from a fatal disease that science couldn't cure at the time, and so he died. Dr. Hikari obsessed night and day, however, to find a way for his son to live on, and eventually succeeded in converting Saito's DNA into actual data and creating, from that, a Navi. That Navi was Rockman.
In the box was an upgrade disk. Excited, Netto immediately went upstairs to his computer and pluged Rockman into the system.
"I wonder what kind of upgrade dad's thought of this time?" Netto asked aloud.
"Probably some kooky program that makes me change color every time I use a different battle chip," Rockman said sarcastically.
They both laughed at the joke. "Yeah, I'd have to call you Rainbowman then!"
The computer beeped. "Upgrade downloading," Rockman said. "It's a big file. It might take me a while. Why don't you get some sleep, Netto-kun?"
It was too late. Netto was already sound asleep in his chair.
Rockman smiled at the sleeping boy, and proceeded with the download.
Meanwhile, somewhere deep in the Net, in an area of data that had yet to be touched by human thought, a dark, cloaked figure brooded.
Forte was the most powerful Navi in the history of the net. He had destroyed some of the most advanced firewalls and protection programs in the world, and had played a large role in the deletion of entire servers in many countries. Forte was only ever whispered about in hushed circles around the Net's bad neighborhoods, and his mere presence in an area sent power surges rippling through the very fabric of the Net.
Forte wasn't really evil, however. Not to his own eyes anyway. When he was created, he was deemed 'too strong' and immediately imprisoned. His 'Get Ability' program allowed him to copy and adapt attacks that were used against him, making him the most dangerous Navi in the world. When his deletion was ordered, Forte had to fight his way out of the containment area. During the ensuing battle, he received a crippling wound to the chest, which drew a line across the emblem on his chest.
Forte had learned his lesson. Humans could not be trusted, and he was going to take his revenge on them one way or another.
Ever since the attempts by Gospel to create an army composed of the Navi Bass, which was a weaker copy of Forte, Forte himself had taken pride in exterminating every pale shadow of himself he came across. But since his encounter with a blue Navi that had beaten him in fair combat, Forte had been quiet, wondering at the power that blue Navi seemed to possess. He mused that perhaps the most powerful ability a Navi could have was their operator.
Forte continued to brood.
Rockman monitored the download progress. It would be done any second now, and then he'd have to opportunity to see just what his father had created for him this time.
It was dark outside. Netto was safely tucked away in bed, snoring happily. An owl hooted somewhere in the night.
The PeT beeped. There was a flash of light.
Somewhere in the night, Rockman screamed . . .