||Fan Fiction by AsbestosShoes
||Full Circle: Chapter 1 - One Failure At A Time
The ground shook and the trees rustled violently, a great smoke swept the land
as a voice boomed. "Ten seconds to launch! All personal clear the launch
area!" The small yellow robots ran from the base of the rocket, going in
perfect single file. "Ten, nine, eight..." A young girl dressed in red stepped
back to a safe distance, "I hope this one works..." she said. The countdown
continued... seven, six, five, four. A small robotic monkey danced around
the girl's feet. "I'm sure it will work, Roll! You just have to have-" Another
girl, dressed in pink and black shouted and cut him off. "IGNITION!!!" In
the distance, a large rocket shot into the sky.
A small yellow robot spoke up, "Let's go! Come on...Oh no!!! Miss Tron!!!"
The other girl answered, "What is it, 23?! Is the rocket going to explo-
AHH!!!!" Much to her dismay, the rocket blew up midair with a massive explosion.
A ways away, a group of men sat by watching calmly. "Ah... it almost seems
hopeless. Hmmm.... I wonder if we'll ever get up there…" the oldest looking
gentleman said with some despair in his voice. The rich looking fellow answered,
"Ah, but Barrell, of course we will. It just takes time, nobody said breaking
the atmosphere would be easy.
The next man, dressed in green armor with spiked white hair got up and sighed,
"If something doesn't work soon, I'm bound to lose it! That's got to be
the 25th time we've lost one! That's just this week!" He sighed again and
sat down. "How can you two be so calm?! Especially you, Bluecher! What're
you hiding?" The rich man chuckled and looked at him. "Ah, just have some
faith Teisel. With your sister and Barrell's grand-daughter working on this,
we're bound to get somewhere." They all laughed. "I hope you're right Bluecher,
for both of your sakes." Teisel laughed out. The other two just gave him
a strange look.
Elsewhere the two girls, Roll and Tron, argued about how to build the next
rocket. The small monkey and yellow robot, a Servbot, were talking about
something involving gyroscopes. The monkey walked up to the two girls. "Ukiki!
You need to adjust the balance; if you do it this way you'll get-" He was
cut-off again by Tron. "You stay out of this Data!!" He slinked down to
the ground. As he landed, he thought he saw his master in the distance,
he couldn't help but shriek. "MegaMan!!! Ukikiki!!!" The girl immediately
stopped what they were doing, as did the three men. They all looked at him
wide-eyed and shouted. "WHERE IS HE DATA?!" The monkey got up and ran to
a small alcove behind a cliff. Suddenly, the sense of hope was shattered
with a scream. "UKI!! UKIKIKIIIIIII!!!! HELP MEEEE!!!!!"
A man dressed in red armor ran out from behind the cliff. He was tall, but
young. No older than Roll or Tron. As he ran, long yellow hair flapped behind
him. He dashed past the group of people, who soon gave pursuit. He raised
his arm and changed it into a cannon. He fired at a mountain, revealing
a small spacecraft. "Mission accomplished!" he yelled as he approached the