GCB Fanfics: The Fanfiction Project

June 24th, 2003


Sleek orange and yellow metal surrounded her body in a mesh of color designed not for stealth, but to intimidate foes and warn adversaries of her potential. An energy blaster took up the spot where her hand would be. Her entire suit was a masterpiece of natural and mechanical engineering-designed by the Chozos to create the ultimate fighter. She was a bounty hunter. It was in her nature to keep her spirit as distant from the concerns of others as her body was cut off from the outside world. Her sole window to the rest of the world was through the visor in her helmet.

But she was still human. When the leaders of her race had called on her to eliminate the Metroid threat, she had done her duty-and fought harder than she ever had imagined doing for herself. She had proven herself as relentless in saving mankind from the Metroids as she had in purusing its criminals for money.

She was still human. Underneath the metal skin was a very real and emotional being. Emotion's a liability in this line of work. But you aren't working now, geez. Samus thought. Lighten up a little, you're around your actual peers for once, it wouldn't kill you to open up.

She sighed. She was still human. A fact which the red robot apparently had not picked up on. He (she wasn't comfortable referring to a robot as "it") was nearly as tall as her, and ironically more humanoid in appearance. He had long blonde hair, a blaster not unlike hers, and what looked like a saber in a holster behind his back. He also had quite a chatty nature.

"Hey there. Didn't think I'd run into any more robots out here. What's your name?"

"Samus... Samus Aran. Sorry, but I'm not-"

"Yeah, great to meet you, Samus. HEY MEGAMAN, I FOUND ANOTHER ONE!"

The red robot called out to what looked like no one in particular. In a few seconds though, a blue robot bounded over a hill, with a smaller robot in tow. Samus wondered idly if the two had used some kind of communicator to talk to each other, and the shouting was just for her benefit.

"Hey Zero! I found this cool boss, but he won't let me have his weapon."

Samus studied the blue robot. The red robot... Zero, that was it... he looked more grown up somehow, and carried himself confidently. This one looked more like a boy. And of course, being a robot, he would likely never change from his state of infancy. Samus had to consider what kind of creative mind would build a robot with such a personality, or why a fighting robot like Zero would be built for that matter.

"What... that's not a boss, let me take a look at it."

At Zero's insistance, MegaMan dropped the smaller robot on the ground. This one had a blue body, pink shoes, and a white head... and an impish voice. "I'm Bomberman, and don't try to boss me around!"

"See, he's Bomber Man!" MegaMan argued. "I need to fight him so I can take his Bomber Gun!"

Zero smiled. "I'm not sure you'd want that one. And look, he's not one of Dr. Wily's robots, he's just like you and me, another good guy."

MegaMan sighed. "Oh. Rats. I wanted to get some more weapons before the fight!"

Zero shook his head, and turned to Samus. "He's a little too enthusiastic, but a good guy, and don't underestimate him." He turned back to MegaMan. "Anyway, MegaMan, and Mr. Bomberman, this is another robot friend, Mr. Samus-"

Samus spoke for the second time. "Wrong on both counts, sorry. Miss Samus Aran. I'm a woman, not a robot. Call me Samus. Nice to meet you all."

Zero looked a little uncomfortable. "Sorry, with your gun and metal body, I just assumed..."

"Yeah, and with your long hair I assumed you were a woman. What are the odds, huh?" She smiled. She was beginning to warm up to the robots. "Here, in case you don't believe me..."

She pulled off her helmet and let loose cascading blonde hair. She shook her hair out. "Eh, helmet hair. So, I shoot things for a living. What's your guys's story?"

Bomberman was the first to pipe up. "I like bombs!" The little robot whipped one out of nowhere, and chucked it over the hill he was carried up. Samus watched with interest. Her own bombs were no where near that size-but then, she didn't have to worry about blowing herself up.

In a few seconds, the bomb detonated, and the group of them got to see a very annoyed CATS running down the hill, with his hair on fire. "AUUGH! SOMEONE SET UP US THE BOMB!"

Samus chuckled. "Moving on. What about you Mega boy?"

MegaMan didn't seem to mind the crack, and started talking right away. "I fight bad robots for Dr. Light, and when I beat them, I get to take their weapons."

Samus cocked an eyebrow. "Interesting. I guess you'll be taking Mr. Resetti's power pretty soon, huh? Look out! MegaMan's going to make us save our games right!"

The others chuckled, and Zero spoke up again. "Yeah, Megaman and I are pretty similar. Robots fighting robots-seems like a nice idea for a TV series."

Samus smiled. A robotic sense of humor, who would of thought?

The four of them ended up spending the rest of the day together. They had a surprising amount in common between them, and were able to discuss ways in which they kept working on and improving their weaponry. One of the most amusing moments came when Tommy Vercetti showed up.

"Hey girl! Why don't you ditch that Zero and get yourself a hero?" He grinned at her... then began to back away slowly and watched his grin fade as Megaman, Zero, and Samus all began to charge their weapons in his direction. They had a good laugh at his expense, and Samus found herself liking the odd robots.

"Well, I guess I'll see you later" Samus offered when the day was over. "Good luck out there when the fight starts."

"Yeah, no sweat." Megaman offered.

"I'll do my best." commented Zero.

"You too!" chimed Bomberman.

Samus watched them walk off. They all seemed like nice 'bots... but "nice" doesn't get you very far against raw power. Still... they all were flexible enough with their weaponry to give several opponents a run for their money.

And as for me... Samus wondered. I might as well try again, I did well enough last time. Just one more week, and we'll see how I stack up this year. Here's hoping.




Today's Author: BigCow
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