Mega Man Power Force

Overload

He was he was laid out on the floor. Not moving at all. Not even reacting to Guts Man's presence.

Guts Man scanned him. Most of his functions were deactivated. Except one, which he couldn't fully see because of interference,

but he could make out something with a bomb...

SELF-DESTRUCTION? Guts Man jumped back. Was Mega Man really prepare to kill himself just to get him? There only seemed to be one Mega Man to blow himself up, it seems kind of pointless thinking about the other 4 robot Masters.

And that was a really long countdown sequence... and Mega Man wasn't trying to pop up and grab him...

Maybe it wasn't a bomb, maybe he was just thinking of Bomb Man,

and how close we was to vengeance!

"Yeah, that's it! Time to finish you off, Mega Man!"

But how to finish him off? I'm only going to get one chance, better make the most of it.

An idea sparked in Guts Man's head. I'll hit him with an elbow drop!

He started rising in the air.

Sometimes, you've just got to do what ain't in the blueprints!"

Getting all to the ceiling hiiiiiiiigh above, Guts Man whipped out his elbow. OH YEAH!

Turning, upside down, Guts Man turned on his jets,

and was ready to obliterate the prone Mega Man!

THIS IS THE END FOR YOU!

Activating his jets, Guts Man plummeted straight down,

down,

down,

down,

right for Rock!

DIE MEGA MAN!

Suddenly below him, Mega Man cam back form the dead.

He chucked some kind of round object at him...

a bomb.

It was a bomb,

IT LOOKED EXACTLY LIKE ONE OF BOMB MAN'S BOMBS!

THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!

HE HAD TO DODGE IT!

IT WAS COMING IN TOO CLOSE!

THE BOMB HIT HIM RIGHT ON THE TIP OF THE ELBOW

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!

...

Too,

fucking,

close.

Rock barely had enough time to load the Hyper Bombs up, then he had to restore function to his body to throw it, THEN for it to. Guts Man was barley 50 feet above when he threw it.

He crawled to his feet. Guts Man laid only yards away.

Goodbye Guts Man, sorry it had to end this way...

Rock summoned another Bomb.

Throwing it at Guts Man, rock waited for the explosion.

it never came.

Where's the BOOM?

Wait, where's the BOMB?

Rock realized that he hadn't thrown anything at all.

Well I can't be out... said I should have 10 of these!

HYPER BOMB ABILITY INACTIVE DUE TO MAJOR DAMAGE

Okay then, time to switch back to my buster.

CANNON INACTIVE DUE TO MAJOR DAMAGE

Okay...ummmm,

my rockets! I'll burn him!

ROCKETS INACTIVE DUE TO MAJOR DAMAGE

WHAT THE HELL CAN I STILL DO?

REMAINING FUNCTIONS IN OPERATION: USAGE OF THOUGHT, USAGE OF ALL FOUR LIMBS

DAMNIT!

Rock turned back to his foe.

Well, at least he's still down. Hopefully he's dead, or has a hole big enough as to where I can drive some metal into it...

Guts Man's upper left side, from his pectoral up to his head was obliterated of its armor.

He looked like a huge animatronic without its outer design.

A thick layer of wires and gears were all that remained.

Just like Bomb Man, it shouldn't take much to finish him off...

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

wait...

what was that?

Guts Man was doing something with his face...

A kind of virtual web of Guts Man's normal features was being established on his head.

SHOOOOOOOOP!

That virtual web became,

a metallic frame...

Oh no...

Metallic block was starting to slither in a cover up the machinery underneath.

OKAY TIME TO GO!

Rock sprinted out of the shipping area, blowing past the doors that led out.

RUSH COME IN! WHERE ARE YOU BOY I NEED SOME HELP!

RUSH!

COMMUNICATIONS INACTIVE DUE TO MAJOR DAMAGE!

GODDAMN IT! NOOOOO!

Not paying attention, TWOOOCK! Rock tripped over a shattered Met helmet.

THKSSSSHHH! Rock skidded across the floor.

"uggg...ahhh...gah...uhh"

He found himself in front of a mirror.

That's when he noticed a change.

What happened to my suit.

It wasn't blue anymore. His chest and shoulders and thighs were colored white. His feet, hands and waist were green.

Or at least what was left of him.

The square plate on his helmet was smashed to pieces. His helmet alone was barley still on his head. Clumps of Rock's hair was writhing out.

Why green? It could be because I'm using the Hyper Bomb, but Bomb Man is as green as the San Francisco 49ers-

Oh God.

It was him.

Rock saw his reflection in the mirror.

Guts Man had used to time Rock was playing Barbie to catch up.

Oh fuck me... Rock thought, slowly swinging his head around.

Rock noticed something that made his heart stop.

While Guts Man upper body had been severely damaged, his legs looked just fine.

OH FUCK ME!

Guts Man's head was entirely block now. His eyes were just empty hole that still somehow managed to center directly into Rock's soul.

It wasn't an empty abyss stare. It was the I'm going to slaughter you in the most horrid ways physically possible look.

As utterly terrified as Rock was, he make a joke.

"Wow, you really DO look like the Thing!" He said, laughing out loud.

Rock what the ha! hell is wrong with you? First you hehehehehe! stand there and waste valuable escape ahoahooahaoh time! looking at yourself! Waste time and make

him even more angry teeehahahahahahhhaha! 11/10 brilliance Rock! hahahahahahhah

oh,

I'm going to die so fucking hard.

Guts Man opened his mouth. "I will make the depths of hell utopia compared to what I do to you. I will tear you cell from cell. You will die in the utmost horrible and unspeakable ways by my vengeful driven hand and my vengeful driven hand ALONE! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?"

"...

What? what was that?"

Guts Man was taken aback. That this robot had the AUDACITY to play games with him.

"I SAID, U RUSTED PIECE OF SCRAP-"

Ummmm, what he doing?

Guts Man was moving his mouth up and down like he was yelling. But nothing was coming out.

Rock motioned his ear toward Guts Man. "Could you say that a bit louder love? This time with some actual voice and sound."

"I AM USING SOUND! HOW CAN YOU NOT HEAR ME? I'M YELLING AT THE TOP OF MY DAMN LUNGS!"

It had just occurred to Guts Man that despite his yelling, not a single thing IN the room was even remotely shaking.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY VOICE EQUIPMENT?

MY VOICE EQUIPMENT!

Had been another casualty of the blast.

I-I CAN'T SPEAK!

NO ONE WILL BE ABLE TO UNDERSTAND ME!

MEEEEEGAAAAAAAAAAAAAA MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNN!

Turning back to his enemy, Guts Man was ready to charge!

But Mega Man,

had dissapeared!

WHERE DID HE GO?

Gotta...get...outta...here...

Rock limped down the dark empty.

I lost. I admit it, I lost this fight.

I need to get to Rush, and grab Cossack.

And live to fight another day.

Live.

LIVE.

I WANT TO LIVE!

RUSH!

PLEASE!

SOMEONE COME SAVE ME!

ANYONE!

PLEASE!

Anyone...

I just want to live...

And go home...

and be with my family and friends...

I don't want to fight at all...

I just want to live.

Rock turned his head around for the slight chance that Guts Man was there stalking him.

He wasn't but that raised the question: Where was he.

With one wave of the hand, Guts Man could end Rock's existence.

And now he was out somewhere, hunting him down.

Setting a trap for him, no doubt.

Rock didn't know what to do.

He couldn't take Guts Man head on,

And Guts Man would run him down if he detected him,

he might be able to avoid him, but how could he escape?

Rock kept looking around, just waiting for Guts Man to pop out and end him.

Walking up and down corridor and corridor, door after door, room after room.

Death felt like quite literally a few paces away.

FWIP!

Out of nowhere, and hand grabbed Rock!

Rock's stifled the urge to scream.

"Cossack! What are-"

"ssshhhhh! whisper!" Cossack motioned Rock to follow him.

They came to a hallway with an alarm. Cossack punched in a code. ACCESS GRANTED.

Going down the hall, they came to Cossack's personal door.

Walking through, they came upon to his laboratory.

"Here we are. My personal playground and hell."

"How is it both? They are kinda on opposite end there Doctor?"

Cossack sighed. "I love science, and I love technology. But at times,

it can be hard staying away from family, you know?" Cossack looked at Rock. "Of course you do, I can see it in your eyes boy."

"Yeah, your right..." Rock shook his head. "On to more important things. First, how the hell are you still conscious?"

Blood was all over Cossack's lab coat. And Rock saw that his entire rib cage was fractured.

Cossack laughed it off. "I told you, I've had worse. I'm too stubborn to die here. Which brings me to another question, why are you Lucky the leprechaun all of a sudden?"

"Its a new ability. But I'm afraid it wont help much."

"Do you mind go back to cannon arm form?"

"Sure.

BUSTER MODE!"

Rock changed back to blue as his buster came back.

"Here, sit on this." Dr. Cossack put Rock on a table.

"I have been doing research on that kind of cannon. Wait a sec." He pulled off some tools, grabbed a few wires, and came back.

"Like, I said, I've been doing research-" Cossack opened up Rocks Buster. "After making a prototype of my own, I think I know how to increase the output of your buster."

"You can make my shots more powerful?"

"Yes, give me a minute..."

Cossack plugged in a few wires, when over to a control panel, and pushed a button.

Electricity surged into Rock's buster.

WOAH! MAN THAT WAS A JOLT!

As Cossack worked on the Buster, Rock thought of something?

"How could you have possibly worked on my Buster so fast? How long have you known I existed."

"Only when you first fought those other Robots. Here, hold this..."

"That was like a month ago! Are you sure you know what your doing?"

"That reminds me,

oh, lemme just take this back real quick...

if this things overloads or something, its going to cause an explosion the size of...

uh, how big is Denver, Colorado again?"

"..."

"We'll just say big enough that we probably wont get away."

"Well with that being said, I hate to rush you Mr. Cossack, but I am being hunted by the largest and angriest piece of Lego ever seen."

"Well currently, I am just finishing re-invigorating your buster so it can be used.

Now I have to install a power capsule to make your shots stronger."

Cossack turned to a table. Grabbing a white capsule, he took it and quickly walked over to a machine with DANGER RADIATION written on it.

Shooting it down a compartment, Cossack powered it on, flipped a few switches, and pulled the lever.

SHOWONWONWONWONWONWON! A long black tube was transferring energy to the crystal.

"Cossack, how long is that gonna take?"

"About 15 minutes."

"Think he'll find us by then?"

"Hopefully something is keeping him busy. I'd say 50-50."

CLTONK!

Both Cossack and Rock's looked at the entrance to the lab.

"W-W-What was that?" Cossack said nervously.

CLTONK!

CLTONK!

CLTONK!

Wait a second...

"Rush! Is that you boy?"

ARF! ARF! ARF!

Rush scampered down the hall. ROCK! I FOUND YOU! THANK GOODNESS YOUR STILL ALIVE!

"Rush, Oh my God I can't believe you found me! Your amazing!"

Rush bounded in and leapt all over Rock.

"WOAH THERE RUSH!" Rock and the operating table where pushed across the room, almost crushing Cossack between the other machine.

OH OM SO SORRY ROCK I JUST LOVE YOU SO MUCH! PLEASE TELL ME YOU'VE DESTROYED GUTS MAN!

"Yeah, sorry about that boy, but Guts Man is still crawling around here. Could you stand guard for us for a little while?"

OKAY, I'M ON IT!

Rush scurried out of the room, standing guard at the door. Then he realized something, and turned his attention back to Rock.

Wait Rock what exactly are you doing? Wait, is that Cossack? I lost him, he's been with you the entire time-

SHWOOOOOOOP!

"RUSH LOOK OUT!"

CRUNNNCHHHHHHHHHHH!

"RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSH!

Rock and Cossack froze.

He was here, he had found them.

And Rush, there only means of defense,

had been taken out.

Everything was silent.

And then the hallway lit up with the sound of Guts Man's maniacal,

triumphant laughter.

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