YOU ARE READING

The Rehabilitation of a Reploid

Random

A crossover series between Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss and the Mega Man X Franchise, shorts in a similar manner to the oneshot series but focused on a specific character in each story. No idea how long this will go on for btw

#hazbin #hazbinhotel #hellaverse #helluvaboss #maverickhunterx #megaman #megamanx #vivziepop

File #1-Armored Armadillo

1 0 0 
                                    

                                              

SUBJECT: ARMORED ARMADILLO
POSITION: COMMANDER OF 8TH ARMORED UNIT
HEIGHT: 194 CM (6.37 FT)
WEIGHT: 232 KG (512 LBS)
SPECIAL WEAPON: ROLLING SHIELD
STATUS: ...DECEASED
—----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Falling....that was what he felt....falling.
And then a crash.
Armadillo could feel himself hit the ground. Hard....
...wait, no...this wasn't the ground.
He'd landed on top of something...
"MY FUCKING CAR!" A loud, shrill voice echoed.
What language! Armadillo began to slowly remove himself from the shell of what had once been a car...
He had indeed landed on and crushed the poor vehicle. He slowly climbed to his feet to see the source of the vulgarity launched at him...
A strange-looking creature, Vaguely bird-like in appearance. Perhaps an Owl of some kind?
But Armadillo had never seen one so large. Was it a Reploid? Or even a Mechaniloid?
...no. His sensors detected this creature had an organic makeup and yet....
No heartbeat?
That wasn't possible...
He was so caught up in his thoughts that he couldn't hear the angry owl creature screaming at him.
"YOU CRUSHED MY MOTHERFUCKING CAR! HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO TAXI PEOPLE AROUND WITH NO TAXI!?"
Armadillo couldn't get a word in edgewise as this creature screamed at him. He wasn't sure how to respond...
	When suddenly, another vehicle slammed into the creature! Armadillo jumped up in shock, which turned out to be a bad idea as he ended up smacking into a brick wall he hadn't seen behind him..
	Several bricks came loose from the wall as Armadillo went crashing down...for the second time that day...
	What was happening to him? He was so confused...
	His last memories...the mine....X's mega buster....
	And now he was here?
	But...where was here?
	Armadillo finally took a look around his surroundings. He was in a city of some kind, but not like his own hometown...this city looked...less modern.
	Like something he'd seen in a history book he'd once taken a look through. The buildings were not like those of the 22nd century...
	They looked like those of the past...but how could that be?
	Had he somehow traveled back in time?
	No, that wasn't possible. Even in 21XX there was no such thing as time travel...
	And yet...he had no better explanation.
	As he glanced along the horizon, he finally noticed the large neon sign with bright-red lettering...
	Perhaps he hadn't noticed it due to the reddish haze of the sky beforehand....but he noticed it now...
	"WELCOME TO HELL"
The Rehabilitation of a ReploidWhere stories live. Discover now