The Spectacular Spider-Man

&

Rock Light

In

"Soulmates "

Chapter Three: "Enter...Mega Girl"

Disclaimer: I'm getting tired of saying this, but here goes - I don't own the characters used in this narrative, nor do I own the original storylines and nor do I have any hand in the companies themselves; I'm merely telling a fictional, non-profit fan-fiction for the point of entertaining anyone who's interested in reading this. The characters belong to Marvel Comics and Capcom respectively (along with any licence holders I've forgotten while writing this disclaimer), while for the purposes of this story I'm changing certain things around in order to better tell my story. Consider it a 'Spectacular' Reboot of the Mega Man series of games. If there's anything I've forgotten to list in this fanfiction's disclaimer, please let me know so I can fix it...though that goes without saying.

Author's Note: For the purpose of this story, I'm swapping the genders of many of the original characters - namely the humanoid Robot Masters. Why? I find it entertaining, and it makes the point of this story a lot better. If this one goes over well, I'll be doing both a story where the characters are as they are in the canon, and one with gender swapping of certain Marvel characters. As far as I know, I'm the first person to be doing this, so yay. Finally, something original from me. Also, I'm drawing on elements from other Mega man series here, as well as things I've seen in some fanart and other stuff for basic design elements.

Author's Note #2: And here I go, copying and pasting the disclaimer again. Makes it easier for me to work

"Oh, this is terrible!" Folks, the understatement of the year...no, the decade...no, the century! But I digress.

Doctor Light was in a state of disbelief, trying to remotely activate his Robot Masters and getting no response, while Spider-Man hung from the ceiling on a webline, swaying back and forth (mostly due to Roll occasionally pushing him to see if he'd respond with something other than disgusted grumbling), and Rock sat in a desk chair, a downcast look on her face.

"I can't believe it. You're telling me a collection of YOUR villains--" This was directed at Spider-Man, who just nodded, "–Stole my Robot Masters? This is very, very bad news. Fortunately, I was able to get the homing signal to work. However, I'm afraid I must take drastic measures to ensure the safety of the people of New York."

"Like what, exactly, Doc?" This came from the wallcrawler, who finally pushed Roll back, much to the blonde's irritating, starting a shoving match between them which ended with Spider-Man falling from his web and hitting the floor. "Ow."

"I'm going to have to create a battle robot, one that will be able to defeat my Robot Masters in case of any tampering with their systems. However, under such short notice, I'll have to upgrade one of my remaining robots."

"You're kidding me..." Spider-Man again, as he picked himself off the floor and gave Roll what was obviously a dirty look.

"Oh my, no. And because Roll is obviously too inadequate for this procedure--"

"HEY!"

"–I'm going to use Rock. In the meantime, Spider-Man, I want you to try to track down these felons, and see what information you can discover. Here, take this." Doctor Light handed a mini-headset to the wall crawler, one that would fit perfectly under his mask. "Put it on when you're alone. I respect your need for privacy, and it would be in your best interest to don this headset when you're outside the complex."

"S-sure, Doc." This new was a bit surprising to the young man in the mask, finding himself oddly concerned for the purple haired girl, who just nodded and began removing her sweater. "I'll give you a ring when I've found something out. Shouldn't be too hard, considering the Six stand out like ugly lawn gnomes."

"Yes, quite. I'll also contact you when Rock has been modified and upgraded. Please, be careful - even if they don't want to admit, the people of this city need you to protect them. It wouldn't due to get yourself injured or worse over this."

"I appreciate the sentiment, Doc."

And with that, the famed wallcrawler was gone, climbing out a nearby window and beginning to leap his way from tree to tree lining the compound's main walkway, and then hit a street sign over the nearby highway to pull himself up and out of range of the cameras, pulling off his mask, putting on the headset, and re-donning his mask in a fluid motion as he spun through the air, and landed on top of a semi transport.

'Well, looks like your easy weekend just got a lot harder, Spidey. Let's hope you don't screw this up...' the boy mused to himself, crouching on the top of the truck's trailer and doing his best to get comfortable.

"Do you think he'll be alright, Doctor Light?" Roll asked, concerned for the masked young man, while the scientist began to clear space in his lab, a look of concentration on his face.

"Let's hope so. It will take time to reprogram the Masters, so he'll just have to worry about those malcontents that stole your brothers and sisters...and considering he's faced them before, there should be nothing to worry about."

"Yeah, but I don't think he's ever actually beaten them in a group..."

"He'll be fine. A young man like him. But that's why I'm modifying your sister...to take care of the other half of the problem." As he spoke, Doctor Light set up the space he was using for the 'operation, and signalled for Rock to head over.

"Well, let's also hope you don't fry Rock while you're at it..." the young-appearing blonde mused to herself, sighing.

Once again back in the city, the red-and-blue clad young man began swinging from building to building, spinning through the air and twisting with the wind, each webline hitting its mark and further propelling the hero through the city's skyline, keeping his eyes tuned for his 'playmates'. He was especially looking for a member of the Six who hadn't been in the fight - the elderly Vulture. 'That old coot has to be around here somewhere...'

An hour of searching resulted in the webswinger spotting the senior criminal flying through the air, wings outstretched, that look of curmudgeon-y frustration on his face.

'Wow, this is almost too easy,' Spider-Man shrugged as he moved in closer to the Vulture, before shouting, practically in the man's ear, "HEY! PULL OVER!"

"Gah! You brat!" Vulture cried out, wincing from the loudness of the yell, before attempting to slash Spidey with the razor-sharp tips of his wings, glowering with the impressivity that one gets in old age, only to get a web to the face. "Get this garbage off of me!"

"Sorry, Vultchy, no can do! It's time for your medicine!" With that, Spider-Man struck the Vulture's back with a line, yanked himself in, and planted both feet on the unit that powered the wings, and pushed down as he adhered to it, forcing the Vulture downwards through the air. "Wow, flying the unfriendly skies with my favorite geriatric...can't get much better than that." The webslinger cracked as he steered Vulture into Times Square, jumping off of the elderly man's back just as he collided with a neon sign.

"Oh, you little bastard!" Vulture groaned as he slid to the ground, in a heap, and in serious hurt. "I'll get you for that!"

"I'd be surprised if you could get UP from that." Spidey remarked as he approached the Vulture, and began spraying him with webbing, sticking him to the wall and ground the man's body was slumped against, in a rather uncomfortable manner. "Now, Vultchy, tell me about Ock's new plan, like a good grandpa."

"As you kids would say...bite me!"

"But I don't know where you've been!" Spider-Man put on a mock-shocked tone, before chuckling and beginning to prod Vulture with one foot. "C'mon, tell me. C'mon...c'mooooooon...."

"Go away!"

"Neither one of us is going anywhere until you talk, and you know it."

"You little–!"

"I'd say that's rude, but you're old. You're entitled to it. Just don't tell me to get off of your lawn."

"I hate you. I hate you so much it's not funny." The elderly man growled, his wrinkled face scowling with a deep hatred usually reserved (on seniors) for those really annoying kids who messed with, you guessed it...their lawns.

"I know you do, pookie. I think you smell like moth balls, too."

"Why won't you leave me alone? You accursed bug-brained moronic little punk!"

"Excuse me - and why must I keep repeating myself - I am not a bug, I am - repeat after me - an arachnid. A-RACH-NID." As he spoke, the webslinging began drumming on Vulture's head, which drew an irritated growl from the much-older man. As the teenager continued tormenting his victim, he grinned beneath his mask as his spider-sense began blaring...at which point he leapt up into the air, resulting in the Vulture getting charred and baked from a bolt of lightning. "Hah! That's what you get, ya old buzzard!"

"Little...bastard..."

"Damnit! I can't believe I missed!" This came from Electro, who was in disbelief that he once again failed to hit Spider-Man with his electricity.

"You can't believe you missed? I can't believe you two suckers fell for my trick!"

"....Say what now?"

"I knew if I messed around with Vulture enough, one of you saps would come save him!" Spider-Man continued to dodge and roll, as Electro resumed flinging bolts at him. "And lucky me, it's the biggest sap of them all, eh...Maxy?"

"IT'S ELECTRO! MY NAME IS ELECTRO!!"

"Ah, there are few things in life I can count on. Your chronic crazy is like, number three. Number two being corny supervillains and number one being bad headlines. Yoink!" Spidey dodged again, and moved in closer to Electro, using a shot of webbing to trip up the supervillain and send him sprawling into...a bunch of trash cans.

"You little son of–!" Before the glowing malcontent could speak, a thick splat of webbing hit his mouth, silencing him.

"Bad Max, bad! There are minors present!" Spider-Man laughed, as Electro attempted to fry the webbing off his face, with limited success. "You're probably wondering why you're not melting my web. The reason is...I upgraded! I mixed in a bit of rubber...but I wasn't sure it'd work, so I'll consider that a successful test!" Electro let out a furious - though muffled - roar, and opened fire on the red and blue bouncing teenager, flinging the electrical blasts with a fury unmatched....save for the last time Electro was tricked into losing it by Spider-Man. Yes, our sparkplug was THAT dim.

Finally, Electro managed to get the webbing off his face, and let out a furious scream that bordered on hysterics. "I'LL KILL YOU I'LL KILL YOU I'LL KILL YOU!!" came his scream as he fired a massive bolt towards Spider-Man, who simply jumped over it, and pounced on Electro, and began pummelling him. "Gah!"

"You really are a dim bulb, Electro," the wallcrawler said, amused, while Electro did his best to block Spider-Man's punches, only for most of them to strike him in the face - apparently Spider-Man had upgraded his costume as well, for the punches actually connected without the webspinner recoiling from the electric force that made up Electro...but the villain sure was feeling it. "Now, gonna talk, or do I have to keep beating on you?"

"You little runt - ow! - I'll never - ack! -talk!"

"You always talk, Max. Max, Max, Max, and Max."

"YOU LITTLE S***! YOU'LL NEVER FIND THE WAREHOUSE! EVER!"

"See, Electro?"

"....Aw, hell."

"Now, be a good boy and take a nap." With that, a punch with amazing force struck Electro, knocking him out. With that taken care of - and his hair standing on end, pretty much - the teen hero secured the lightning bug to the sidewalk, and leapt into the air and forward, and began swinging on his weblines and tapping the earpiece of the headset he was wearing. "Hello? Doc? Can you hear me? Hellooooooo?"

There was a crackle of static, before the voice of Doctor Light began speaking in Spider-Man's ear. "Yes, Spider-Man?"

"One of my 'buddies' mentioned a warehouse...I'm thinking the docks, but can you do anything to narrow the search down?"

"Indeed. I'm checking now." There was silence, and for a moment Spider-Man thought he'd lost the connection. "The homing devices all seem to be in the same area, in a location that seems to indeed be at the City docks. I suggest you get there as soon as you can. I've just finished upgrading Rock, and she'll be teleporting to the same location once you've scouted ahead."

"Gotcha, Doc." 'Lord, I hope this plan works. Taking out those two morons by themselves is a lot easier than taking on their buddies...especially with that lunatic Kraven. He'll sniff me out from a mile away...then again, with all the fish stink in that area, he may not.'

After about twenty minutes, at breakneck speed, the ever-amazing Spider-Man arrived at what he thought to be the villains' hideout, and, against someone else's better judgement, made his way inside via the building's ventilation system. As he crawled through them, his spider sense began registering a threat, though after the first few moments, there didn't actually seem to be anything coming at him. Then it hit him. It wasn't an active threat per se - but something down below was very very VERY dangerous, to put it mildly, for it to register on his spider-sense without attacking him. When he made his way to a vent opening, he quietly opened it by pushing forward, then caught it in a web as it fell, and stuck it to the vent shaft. As he crawled along the building, he could just make out the forms of the various Robot Masters, on makeshift lab tables, watched over by the blade-tossing girl from before, and what looked like two of her friends - the spiked robot and the one that put the Rhino to shame. With a grunt, he dropped from the roof, striking the tank with a webline, and yanked himself in, slamming the soles of his boots against its chest, rattling its insides a bit, and startling all three.

"How'd he find us?!" The girl cursed as she began tossing her blades, generating them out of what seemed like thin air, putting Electro's earlier barrage to shame, though it was still nothing the teenager couldn't handle.

"How should I know?" The spiked figure began firing off - obviously - spikes from his 'hands', adding more things for Spider-Man to avoid, the large eyes on what looked like a headless torso glowering at the wallcrawler furiously. The other's face was concealed by shadow in its helmet, its blue armor plate shining brightly in the light. It raised a fist, and Spider-Man cocked his head at that. "Hard Man! What are you waiting for?!"

"Hard Man? You're kidding me, right? HARD MAN?" The wallcrawler began snickering, then yelped as the robot's fist shot out from its arm and nearly flattened Spider-Man, who had to bend backwards to dodge it. "And he fires his FIST at people? That is an immature dirty joke just waiting to happen, sheesh." Hard Man raised his other hand, and prepared to fire, only for a web ball to shoot out and stick the fist in place. The silent blue and black robot looked at the mess with what must have been a blank look, even though all that was visible was a set of almost-sinister glowing eyes.

"You two are useless!" The girl cried out, infuriated, picking up the pace of her barrage, prompting Spidey to kick it up a notch....though he was beginning to tire out.

"And what's your name, little girl?"

"The name's Metal Girl...and I'm going to slice you into ribbons, you piece of crap!" Before she could say any more, just like Electro before her, she found her mouth webbed up, her face going red with frustration. "MMMMMRRRRPH!!"

"Wow, you actually went red in the face! I'm impressed! I thought you were just a collection of spare parts!" The red and blue wallcrawler said, laughing, and leapt over Metal Girl's head, grabbing her helmet as he landed, pulling it off and throwing it at the other robot, firing the spikes, and hit it straight between its 'eyes'.

"Ow! You punk!" The robot staggered back, only for Spidey to press the advantage and begin punching it...after first encasing his hands in a thick layer of webbing to cushion the blows...though as it was he was nearly breaking his hand with each shot, continually denting the robot's shell.

"And just out of curiousity, what's your name supposed to be? Spike Man?"

"It's Needle Man, bug!"

"NEEDLE Man? Who names you guys? Jeeze!" With that, Needle Man was knocked back on his rear end, and soon found himself stuck to the floor of the warehouse, regardless of his frenzied squirming. Metal Girl was pulling at the web on her mouth, while Hard Man had ungummed his weapon (his fist) and fired it, only for Spider-Man to jump up and land on it, steering it back at Hard Man and letting it impact with his face, which knocked the robot silly. He stood there for several moments, immobile, before falling backwards with a sound like millions of falling pennies. "That was surprisingly easy..." The webslinger mused, just as an alarm began blaring. Looking over, he spotted Metal Girl near a red button on the wall, a furious look on her face. "And I was right. Oh joy."

As the alarm continued to wail, the room began to fill up with the other members of the Sinister Six that had attacked Spider-Man and the Robot Masters before. Along with them was a man that looked to be Doctor Light's age, but with the craziest hair the masked teenager had ever seen and dubious taste in clothing.

"So this is Spider-Man? I am not impressed," he said, with a slight accent (though what the accent was, Spidey had no clue), waving his hand dismissively, before producing a remote control device from his labcoat, and pressing the button. With a sudden hum, the Light Robot Masters came to life, and began to surround the wall-crawler. "I think I will be entertained by your death, young man...I really, really hate do-gooders and meddlers."

"Then you're really going to hate me!" came a female voice as a two-toned blue figure fell from the roof, landing on Guts Man's head and touching his left arm with its left, a sudden noise and a change in color to match Guts Man signalling something. Then the figure hefted up Guts Man, and threw him at the other Robot Masters, who all split up.

"Who the hell is that?!" the unknown man growled, pointing with his right hand, a vein bulging on his forehead.

"The name is Mega Girl, buster!" When the figure landed next to Spider-Man, returning to its normal two toned blues, the hero could make out that it was female, with rather familiar long purple hair in a ponytail running down from her dark blue helmet. The large gauntlets were the same shade of blue as the helmet, along with an outer bottoms over the blue armor/bodysuit, one hand replaced with what looked like the barrel of a weapon. The bodysuit hugged the girl's body, much like Spider-Man's did his.

"Cute name," Spider-Man remarked, rolling his eyes a bit. 'And I thought my costume was revealing...'

"What? It works, doesn't it?" Mega Girl replied.

"Well, it doesn't have the same flair as 'Spider-Man'," the teenager replied, while the strange-haired old man just slapped his forehead.

"For the love of...I don't care what your name is! You're just another annoyance in my way of conquering the world!"

"The world, huh? Isn't that kinda lofty for a guy that's about as old as the Vulture?" The wallcrawler replied with his usual smart-mouthed tone, while the man sighed.

"You're an idiot."

"And you're...you're...I don't even know who you are. Except that you're obviously crazy."

"The name...is Doctor Wily. And frankly, young man, I hope you die a horrible, painful death and I never have to worry about you again." As Wily motioned, the Robot Masters began to advance on their two opponents, Spider-Man sighing softly.

"No one likes me."

"Maybe it's because you act like a moron?" The purple haired girl replied, giving the hero a strange look.

"A moron? Me? I'm a loveable scamp!"

"Right...sure you are." She gave him a pitying look, while Guts Man charged towards them, hurling a heavy metal transport container at the two. "Move!"

"That's my line!" the two pushed away from each other, Mega Girl rolling behind one of the lab tables while Spider-Man leapt towards the container, and ran along it, launching from it, bouncing on Guts Man's head, and grabbing the nearest Robot Master - Fire Girl. He sighed at his own misfortune. "Yay, I saved the crazy one."

"If anyone's crazy...it's you." With that being said, the pyrokinetic 'exploded' in a blast of fire and heat that began to char and blacken Spider-Man's costume (not to mention the skin beneath), as well as propelling him into the air, where he was slapped back down by Kraven, who then began to snarl, and raised a clawed hand over his head, a smug look on his leonine face.

"Prepare to die, insect. It is the greatest honor I can bestow upon my prey...death at my hands," he said in his thick Russian accent, preparing to shred the young hero before he took a sudden blast of energy to the face. Spider-Man looked up and behind him, and spotted Mega Girl (Rock) with a hand on her weapon, a frown on her face. "Accursed machine!"

"As much as I like not dying, we really need a plan!" Spider-Man remarked as he sprung up from the floor, grabbed Mega Girl as he passed, and bounced off of a pillar, carrying the two out of the building just as the energy projecting Robot Masters began to open fire. "Wowza!"

"What are you doing?! We have to save them!" The girl protested, emerald eyes open wide.

"As much as I hate to admit it, we're outmatched. We need a plan. Doc, you still there?" Spider-Man cocked his head, waiting for the response.

"Yes, Spider-Man?"

"We're going to need some kind of counter-programming device...or a manual reset button, or whatever...we need to get your robots back under their old programming before they hurt someone - namely us?" The webspinner shot off a webline, just as Mysterio gave chase, riding on the back of a hologram-producing mechanical dragon, shooting off 'fireballs' towards the fleeing pair, Spider-Man doing his best to keep them from getting fried.

"I'm doing that as we speak, actually. I was just unable to finish it and send off Rock at the same time," came the response. "It can be finished within the hour. If you're having problems, I suggest retreating to a safe distance. I can track the Robot Masters from anywhere, and wherever they go, your villains are sure to be with them."

"Sounds like a plan!" Spider-Man looked around, then, with a nod to Mega Girl, took a dive, dragging the two into the water just as a combination blast hit where they had been, making it look as though the pair had been struck, hitting the water in a somewhat awkward position. Upon impact, the wallcrawler and the robot began to swim under the docks, and began playing the waiting game.

"Did we get them? DID WE GET THEM?" came Octavius' voice, clearly frustrated.

"Considering how they hit the water, yes, I'd say we got them," Wiley's was next.

"With Spider-Man you can never be too sure..." Octavius again.

"Who cares? You saw how he ran from us. Even if he did survive - which is unlikely - we can easily kill him if he tries to stop us again." Wily.

"You're right, I suppose. Let's begin arrangements for the city. Elec Girl, Cut Girl - go find Electro and Vulture, then head to your assigned locations. Guts Man, you and Rhino do the same. Fire Girl, Ice Girl...you two stay here and make sure we don't have any interference. Mysterio, stay with them to make sure they don't screw up. Even if we did do a comprehensive reprogramming, they could still undo it. Kraven--" A Snarl followed. "–I want you to find the person we were talking about earlier, from the asylum. We'll need his help if this plan is going to work."

"Of course, sir," spoke the Robot Masters in a stiff fashion, all splitting up to carry out their tasks, while the villains just sighed and shook their heads, doing the same. After all but Fire Girl, Ice Girl, and Mysterio had left, Spider-Man motioned for Mega Girl to follow him. As he swum over to the side of the wharf, he adhered to the surface, and motioned for her to get on his back.

"I hope you're ready for round two," He muttered as he began climbing up the slippery surface.

End Notes: And so ends another chapter. This is the most writing I've done in a while, and I'm deeply enjoying it - I hope you, the reader, are enjoying it as well. As always, if you have any questions, please let me know and I'll do my best to answer them. Until next time.