Despite the increased rise of Mavericks, the path leading to the highway was rather quiet. Aile slipped by many minor annoyances with Model P, while Vent sped past them using Model H's flight thrusters as extra powered dash boosters.
Area D was the highest point of the highway, offering beautiful scenic views to the rest of the city. As the duo passed a popular outlook, Vent happened to see something in the corner of his eye and looked out to the city below them.
"Aile, look." Vent fearfully said, drawing his sister's attention to the city. Annoyed for a moment at the distraction, the girl soon went silent at witnessing the scene beneath them. In the air, multiple Maverick ships were dropping shuttles carrying Galleons into the residential areas. Some of the shuttles did not release Galleons, but the ones that did had the lesser Reploids come out in droves.
"We need to stop them." she agreed. "Come on, let's not waste anymore time than we need to."
Vent still stood mesmerized by the chaos until he finally snapped out of it and continued moving.
The further they went, however, the more damaged the world around them was becoming. Screams from the civilians in faint echo could just barely be heard in the twins' ears, the smoke and fire from the destruction from the buildings below were starting to sting their eyes and fill their lungs. As the highway leveled out with the ground again, Aile and Vent were stopped by the sudden teleport of Prometheus and Pandora, standing perfectly in their way.
"Should've known..." Vent grumbled upon seeing them.
"You two are the ones behind this..." Aile finished with an equally bitter tone.
"Well, we've finally drawn the curtain and have arrived to our final act!" Prometheus snickered at them. "All of the chosen Mega Men are together for the grand finale. We are all the same; Pandora and I, you lucky little freaks, and Serpent- just five lives brought together by some cursed fate that hangs over our heads. It is just as Model W had foreseen."
"We're nothing like you!" Aile and Vent declared at the same time, an act that rather amused Prometheus.
"You are... and yet, you are not..." Pandora entertained. "We are all... a Mega Man.... Holder of the power... Controller of the Biometal..."
"But you're talking about destroying each other to fulfill some kind of future a cursed rock decided on?" Aile questioned.
"Biometal is... a conscious entity." Pandora then informed Aile with a rather slow blink. "It can... control the weak."
"Boss wasn't weak!" Vent found himself shouting at the Repoid duo. "He never would have let Model W take over him!"
"Ah," Prometheus then jeered, "But seeing the death of our loved ones inherently makes us weaker. And when we have to slay them ourselves...? Well... Let's just say that Model W just loves the nourishment."
"What about Serpent?!" Vent then demanded. To this, the Reploid let out a nasty chuckle.
"Did you really think Serpent had the willpower to control Model W!? He is just a simple pawn!"
"You've been using Serpent this entire time?!" Aile then questioned.
"It's too late..." Pandora interrupted in a passive voice. "Model W... is about to awaken."
"We'll keep you occupied while you wait Mega Men!" Prometheus announced before fading before their eyes. Pandora followed suit shortly after, not breaking eye contact with Vent in doing so. The boy had been caught off guard by the Reploid's dark glare that he had failed to notice that Prometheus had reappeared above him; scythe in hand, the Reploid dove for the boy's head, stopped by Aile pushing Vent out of the way.
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Metempsychotic
FanfictionIt was early- way too early for 14 year old Vent. He had no right to complain though, he asked to come. He just didn't think that it would be this early in the morning. With the thoughts of a friend recently gone missing, Vent goes out with his care...