Megaman X: Denique Fatum

Megaman X, Zero, and all other related characters are copyright Capcom.

This is basically just a little AU on the Megaman X series. The title is in Latin, loosely translated it means The Final Destiny. I think that should explain everything.

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Chapter 1: The Dream

21XX: New Tokyo, Maverick Hunter Headquarters (MHHQ), 1948 hours GMT.

Usually it's just isolation. Just pure darkness that cannot be seen, heard, or touched. Very rarely is it anything else. Just a recharge period where only the necessary functions needed to survive continue operating. Just an unconscious state of mind; no pesky subconscious to interfere with that sense depriving emptiness. Even in the most advanced, the ones with all the 'newest' technological components and advanced systems, it's just darkness. It wasn't unheard of, of course not. It had even been documented a couple times. But it was always seldom, never frequent. Oh sure daydreaming was possible, all of us had imaginations that would allow that. But that was daydreaming, a simple unleashing of the imagination for a while. It didn't happen very often during 'sleep' as humans would call it. For most of us it's just into the recharging pod and out several hours later with very little in between.

For most of us that is…

"Heh heh heh… Get up."

"Who are you?"

"My masterpiece."

"Wha? Who are you?"

"After him, he is my nemesis, our rivalry is what gives me motivation in life. Now go, destroy him, that's an order!"

"Buh? Wait…uwahh…ahhh…ahhhh…aaahhh…AAAGGHHH!"

Pain, all I know is pain. A horrible buzzing sound echoes in my head. I see images. Pictures. An old man with an insane expression, various computer consoles, an old enemy of mine screaming in fear at an unknown foe, a pod of some sort, blueprints… of me, dead bodies of mechanical creatures too mangled to possibly be alive or functioning, my legs in the inside of a capsule, fuel tanks of some sort, more destroyed robotic corpses; obviously victims of a massacre, bloodstained hands…my hands, even more blueprints of me displayed on a computer screen, more dead robots, arms, legs, torsos, heads with lifeless eyes that seem to stare at me, death, everywhere, pain, death, suffering, massacre, blood, corpses…

Something's not right…

'Well of course something's not right,' you may say. 'Dude I think you should get some help,' or something to that effect. But that's not what I mean.

I'm usually awake by now. This is further than I've ever been.

"Zero."

I turn around to see who addressed me. "AAHHH!" It's the old man. Except now his head has been crushed, his brains and other vital fluids spilling out of his ears. Yet he still speaks to me.

"This is your doing. You have done this."

"Nh…no. It can't be. I would never do this."

He starts to come towards me. "What's the matter? Afraid of your achievement?"

"No that isn't possible, stay away from me!"

"Are you afraid of those who are dead, those you have killed?" As he spoke, the mangled corpses of the robots came together and started moving towards me, looking like robotic zombies.

"Who are you? What are they? Why am I here?"

"I think the real question is, who are you? What should you be? Why are you here?"

"What? What are you talking about? What do you mean?"

"Why do you resist your true nature? Why do you resist your destiny?" The old man exclaimed as the robots surrounded me.

"No, stay away! STAY AWAY!"

"There's only one way, kill them. Kill all of them."

"No, they're already dead!"

"It's the only way to be free."

"It can't be! There must be some other way!"

"Kill them."

"No!"

"Kill them!"

"NOO!"

"KILL THEM ALL!"

"YYYYAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" I couldn't take it any longer. My vision clouded and all I saw was red. My hands shot out into the crowd of robots and started to rip them all apart. I slaughtered them all. I mangled their already dead bodies. I tore off heads and appendages, oil and hydraulic fluids flew everywhere.

And when it was all over, and I was able to regain control of myself, I looked over to where the old man was standing.

"MWAHAHAHAH! Excellent Zero. You are the ultimate killer. Just as I created you to be. However, you have not fulfilled your mission. You have to kill more, many more…especially him." The old man pointed at something.

Wearily, I looked where he was pointing, but an intense white light blinded me.

"Zero?"

Oh god.

"Zero? What's wrong?"

I know that voice.

"Zero? What's happening to you?"

No.

The old man sneered at me. "What's the matter Zero? Can't do it? I'll take care of that."

I was confused. "Wha…ahh…nnnoo…not again…AAAUUUGH!" Once again that searing pain in my head made itself known.

"ZERO!? What's wrong?! Wake up, Zero! Please, WAKE UP!"

End Chapter 1