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Past DataA Megaman one-shot in a series.Summary: Another merge effect of unfamiliar data appearing intrigues a strange navi- but they might not be the only one it could affect.Story on fanfiction.net Story on Archive on Our Own Megaman series on Archive of Our Own---------------------------------------------------------- Raika typed on his laptop in “his” room in Sci-lab for a class assignment. Yet again, he was in Netopia, summoned by another cross fusion mission, surprisingly after a short while after the latter time he had been in the country. He sighed slightly, pausing in his typing. He was still able to travel to Netopia, merge effects aside. Of course, it helped that now he was allowed to travel via reverse cross fusion (though he was always accompanied by a navi), which created a much shorter time frame than generic travel. Frowning a bit, he went back to typing on a geography assignment. A few minutes later, though, he stopped again, wincing at a sudden sharp pain in his right arm. Looking down, he was immensely surprised to see what looked like part of a navi’s dark brown armor forming just above his elbow, slowly making its way up to his shoulder. “Searchman-” he started, not sure how to continue. “I have already contacted the medical doctor on shift,” his navi responded. Raika then gasped as the armor suddenly dissolved, fading away as individual pixels flung themselves upward. He sighed, not just at the relief from the pain, but also that he would possibly need to be scanned even earlier than had been planned, as had occurred before with other odd merge effects. “Your armor is a different hue,” he murmured, staring at his now armor-less sleeve. “Perhaps the scan will discover the source,” Searchman stated. Raika nodded, a bit distracted at the thought of another merge effect that he did not want to deal with. He was certainly himself, though, and definitely not wanting to be in his laptop or PET as a navi- -The area around him suddenly shifted to see a cyber world with various navis either standing or meandering on a cyber road. To his surprise, the viewpoint that he saw from suddenly shifted to the left, then to the right, then a slightly uneven bobbing gait as if someone were walking. He could not feel anything- it was unnerving to see something without any sensible motion to go with it, not to mention that it definitely was not supposed to be that way in the first place. He saw the view move to turning around and opening up the clear door of a navi chip store. Raika could see small line of navis in front of a counter, but there was only a small wait, including one taller navi that had apparently forgotten that his net op already had one certain chip, and quickly left. The cyber clerk looked right at “Raika” with large brown eyes behind a visor. “What can I do for you?” she asked friendlily. A tone that Raika did not recognize responded, apparently from the viewpoint that Raika saw. “Three hinge chips- one fire based, and the other lightning,” a male tone replied. “My net op needs them for rebuilding a small space ship.” The clerk nodded happily as she typed in the order on the keyboard in front of her. “All set,” she said less than a minute later. “Thank you- my net op’s busy with school things, but he likes his brothers- all three of them. His sister likes to play with models, too, but not quite as much as her new glowing jump rope.” The clerk chuckled, and the viewpoint moved outside the door. The same voice chatted with a few more unfamiliar navis about mundane topics, including humans complaining about computer troubles and troubles with the four inch snowfall from the day previous. Despite the odd situation, Raika sighed inwardly at the latter, but of course areas that were not used to dealing with snow did not have the methods to properly deal with it. The navi moved a few steps toward the left- -The view then suddenly shifted back to his laptop, which had gone into power-saving mode. Raika sagged, his strength suddenly immensely diminished. He was surprised as strong arms suddenly caught him before he embarrassingly crumpled to the floor. “Raika, are you all right?” a familiar voice asked. He winced a bit as he recognized one of Sci-lab’s medical doctor’s, Dr. Highton. The doctor helped him onto his bed, though Raika could not sit up completely by himself. “I came into the room after Searchman had contacted me,” the doctor continued. “However, you were just staring and were not responsive when I spoke.” “I just feel weakness now,” Raika admitted. “And . . . I don’t know what it was from, but I saw what seemed to be a navi’s viewpoint in the cyber world but no emotions or otherwise involved. It may have been Dentech’s Net City, but not necessarily.” “Did you recognize who it was?” “No,” Raika replied wearily. “I did not recognize any of the navis there, either.” He would almost assume that it could be part of his “twin’s” missing memories, except the situation seemed too different for him. He also had not recognized the voice that spoke, and he knew that the runaway “twin” had only been in Sci-lab’s network, not in any sort of Net City. Plus, the height of the navi had seemed definitely taller than himself or the chimeric twin. He also briefly thought of the chimeric enemy navi that had escaped from Sci-lab, but again the voice and the circumstances in the brief scene had seemed to belong to a different type of cyber being. “Do you feel any pain now?” Dr. Highton then asked. “Searchman said it hurt you when there was data on your arm a bit earlier.” Raika shook his head, despising the weakness. He then allowed the doctor to help him to his bed. “You will need to be scanned, but when you feel a little better,” the doctor ordered, “unless others say otherwise. Have Searchman send any more anomalies, with you or himself if they occur. I’m sure that Dr. Hikari and others would want to stay updated on this.” Raika nodded wearily, wishing that he was not just a “case” to be solved, including medically. He had still the merge, then the chimera twin incident had occurred. How he wished that his circumstances were usual again . . . He hoped that his energy would be restored soon, so he would not be prevented from being on any official missions that day. ---------------------------------------- “Did Dr. Hikari’s new program work?” Chaud asked seriously from where he sat at one of Sci-lab’s cafeteria tables beside Raika. “I know that it would have been done the last time you were here. I wasn’t here when he did it with you, and I did not get a chance to ask you until now.” Raika nodded. “Yes, it did, just as well as I would assume it had with you and Lan.” He did not add that as had been predicted by his Netopian superiors, he had been transferred into the new room showing armor that resembled Searchman’s. The two younger net savers still did not know that he could transfer to the cyber world by himself, and vice-versa for his navi. Searchman had also gone to the human realm and tried the program with positive results (once he had rested, as he and Raika always did when transferring to either realm by themselves). Unfortunately, Chaud seemed to be thinking about something that could potentially lead to the topic. “So Famous had mentioned that your results might be different somehow with the program, due to you and Searchman’s merge,” he stated. “Were they?” Raika could not hide a slight blush, and knew that the other net saver would see the unusual hesitation. He was then interrupted by the far side door of the room opening. He turned to see Rush heading toward the table he was at, and guessed that the cyber dog was heading for Chaud, as he knew him better. However, Rush stopped right beside him, holding what looked like small folded piece of paper. Rush barked twice, holding out the paper. “Are you sure that is for me?” Raika asked, a bit confused. As far as he knew, the only people that knew him in Sci-lab would just message him electronically if they needed to send a note or request. Rush nodded, his short tail wagging furiously. Still baffled, Raika took the paper. Rush then shook his head, and yanked it from his grip with a surprisingly strong hold, opened it, then gave it back. Raika looked at the paper, which, to his embarrassment seemed to hold “get well” greetings, as well as various drawings of stars, unicorns, and a few battling navis around the words. He then looked at the bottom of the page to see a signature- the daughter of one of the scientists that came to Sci-lab every now and then. He was not quite sure how many people in Sci-lab knew about his merge, but it seemed a bit much for a random civilian daughter to know about his weakness earlier that day. “Are they talking about when you were separated?” Chaud asked carefully, his face rather confused. “Though it seems a bit late for that, as it happened the last time that you were here, unless they just meant to give it to you then and couldn’t for some reason.” Raika could somewhat understand his unease- he was not sure how he would react if someone he knew had been torn apart in the cyber world as he had for a short while. Chaud (and even Lan) had mostly avoided him then, seeming to think that he was not truly himself somehow, even though even Dr. Hikari had said that “his half” had been the one to hold his memories. He supposed that it did not help that the other chimeric twin had even looked slightly closer to his usual appearance than he had at that point. He was not also sure how much either of them truly thought that he was again his whole self. For the most part, the two younger net savers that he battled alongside in Netopia had even seemed to purposely not mention the topic, for which he was actually grateful. It seemed that no one, besides Searchman, would actually understand his slight longing to see his chimeric twin again . . . He briefly wondered how Chaud (or Lan) had not specifically asked how he and his “chimera twin” had been remerged yet, since Dr. Hikari’s new program was only capable of scanning the humans that entered there, not doing any testing, but was just glad that the topic had not come up yet. He was at least glad that he had heard word that simplistic testing was apparently close for the program, though. Perhaps they even somehow surmised that reverse cross fusion helped, even though the thought even seemed rather queer in the first place. “The card was probably for something else,” Raika started reluctantly. Obviously not everyone knew about everything occurred with him and Searchman, though, even if random visitors might, for whatever odd reason. He winced at another sharp pain, this time in his left shoulder. Rush yelped in fright, pointing unnecessarily to the now golden should pad forming there, with a bit of dark brown armor underneath. The armor suddenly quickly formed into a blue cyber sword, tinged with heat. Unbalanced with a sudden loss of energy, Raika suddenly fell forward onto the tiled flooring, just managing to bring his arm upward enough to not gouge a hole into the ground. He could still see black marks where the glowing side touched the floor, and wincing, managed to rise to his knees to bring the hot blade upward so that it did not damage anything else. He did not know why he felt weakness with just the data this time, but it could possibly be since there was more of a change, or even that it had occurred again. “How-” Chaud started, his voice utterly baffled, interlaced with concern. Raika brought his other arm to help hold the other one with the added weight. “I am not sure,” he responded truthfully. “I was scanned earlier this morning, but nothing was discovered then. The only incident where something similar occurrence was earlier in the day.” He heard Chaud call to his navi to alert authorities, then knelt down beside him. “Are you all right?” Chaud asked worriedly. Raika brought his aching arm a little bit closer to his chest, but not so much that he would accidentally spear himself. “I would hope so,” he muttered. “This only has happened once before, and with just some armor, not the sword.” He was relieved as the data then suddenly vanished again, fading just as quickly as before. He plummeted onto the hard floor, glad that at least he was (apparently) just with human appearances again. Searchman or Chaud did not immediately notify of any oddities that he could not see or feel, though. Chaud helped him to lean against one of the table’s legs, and he slumped against it wearily, despising the weakness. “Do you know what it is from?” the younger net saver asked. “It doesn’t look like any navi that I recognize, and it didn’t look like any of Chimeraman’s forms if there had chanced to be anything accidentally brought over from the separation.” Raika shook his head. “I don’t know,” he responded. “It seemed to be a custom default sword, though.” The cafeteria around him suddenly shifted to a scene of navis fighting. Raika was instantly angered, but as before, he could do nothing but watch the strange scene and hope that it was over soon. He recognized the same blue sword that had been on his own arm just a bit ago. The navi- whoever he was- was fighting desperately at several tall viruses with spears, his swords slashing fiercely several times before slicing through one of the viruses, causing it to disintegrate. Several more well-timed swipes stopped other viruses from counter-attacking. “There’s more coming from the left!” someone shouted. The navi’s head swerved toward the source of the voice, which was apparently another tall navi with dark red and blue-striped armor. “We’ve got to hold them off!” the tall navi stated. “Before more come to attack the city!” Beside him, a few other navis were also fighting the hoard. The vision bobbed slightly as if the navi nodded, and turned into a flip as the navi soared over the throng of viruses to jump twice more on first a window ledge, then a pole. He stopped as he landed on the roof. Raika could see several more viruses on the ground below, but the navi’s gaze moved until it seemed to settle on a distant lone figure that stood atop a building, a long staff in hand. “There,” the navi muttered. “He needs to be stopped before he calls even harder reinforcements.” The navi jumped from building to building, lessening the distance between the navi. Raika briefly wondered about the navi being too headstrong to attempt to handle an obvious enemy leader alone (and hoped that he could not be harmed if the navi was) but still could do nothing as the navi still leapt toward the enemy. His net op obviously slot in a battle chip, as the sword suddenly turned into a larger reddish one. The golden-colored enemy jumped to avoid the head-on attack. “So when is your group going to stop taking in strays?” he sneered. Raika heard a scuff. “Enough, Swingman,” the navi growled. “You know good and well that that has nothing to do with this attack that you started.” Swingman laughed as he avoided another desperate swipe of the navi’s red blade. “You’re not the leader of your pathetic rag-tag group, so why cannot I ask about something else?” The navi’s arms suddenly changed to two glowing swords, then brought them together to form a more powerful one. Raika recognized a basic program advance as it soared toward the unexpecting sudden wide-eyed enemy, who was slammed against a pillar in the center of the roof. “How did you . . .” Swingman shook his head as he stumbled upward again. “So your group finally decided to get serious, did it? Well, you’re not the only one with program advances.” Swingman raised his right arm, but before he did anything, bright light engulfed the navi’s vision, to be replaced by blue flashes. The navi’s view swung to his right, to see the red and blue navi holding a large rifle. “What are you thinking, trying to take him on by yourself?” the tall navi snarled, pausing only to shoot again at the enemy, was had attempted to rise again from the flat rooftop. “You know that he could easily destroy you if he calls more backup like he has many times before.” “Not him specifically,” the navi said. “The staff he has. It’s different.” The other navi narrowed his eyes. “It could be what controls those viruses,” he said, wonder in his voice. “But how to get it . . . It clearly has data from him. It will appear next to him if stolen, and would be much harder to attack while he’s holding it.” “Great, one of those?” the navi said, his voice discontented. “Maybe it’s only attached to him with some chip combination that his net op put on him.” The red and blue navi’s face turned surprised. “It could be,” he surmised. He then turned to the air, apparently speaking to a net op. “Send in a negate combination,” he added in a low tone. “You can control that?” the navi’s voice spoke up, astonished as several items appeared in front of the navi. His comrade nodded as he took first the short rope, then the small box, and placed them together. They glowed and combined with the other items to form a larger rope circle around Swingman, with a green-tinged aura inside. The enemy’s face became enraged as the staff in his hand simply faded, “That’s neat,” the navi spoke up. “Last time I saw someone try something similar to that, they managed to negate part of theirself, and had to get fixed afterward.” The red and blue navi nodded. “It takes some practice, but it’s worth it,” he stated. “This is only the second time that I have actually managed the combination, though.” “Only the second?” “It was worth it, though.” The navi then turned to Swingman, who was kneeling unsteadily, his face still angered as he stood, then forming his arm into a spear and raised his arm to strike- -The scene suddenly shifted from the cyber world and the golden-colored navi to a concerned Sci-lab medical employee. “Ah, so you’re back with us now?” the assistant asked. His tone was light, but Raika could see some concern. Raika nodded, immensely relieved that he was no longer trapped within the scene, so helpless that he could not do anything else. He was still feeling weary, almost equally matched with humiliation with his current condition (and that he was viewing odd things in the first place). He turned his head slightly to his right, but did not see Chaud there. “Chaud was called to fight some viruses in another part of Sci-lab,” the assistant responded. “You were- and are not- in any condition to join in, to say the least.” Raika nodded again, and self-consciously waited with the employee for a stretcher to come so that he could be carried by to his room. He was glad that at least Chaud was not there to see him carried so uselessly, even if he had seen him weakened earlier before the possible “memory” scene. A brief question to Searchman confirmed that his navi was at least not affected. It was a bit odd- the scenes almost had nothing to do with each other- one seemed part of a regular navi’s day helping his young civilian net op, and the other, a desperate battle with enemies in a group that did not seem like generic citizens. Perhaps both of them could be from vastly different times, though- if they were even real at all. In a relatively short time, he was in his room again. He then described the scene he had witnessed to both the assistant and Dr. Highton, who took some notes. “I can tell Dr. Hikari about this later,” the latter said. “Perhaps he or someone else can figure out more about it. However, even though you won’t like it, right now, I would definitely say you need to rest again.” Raika managed to not let out a frustrated sigh as the doctor left the room. He could only hope that his navi also would not be affected with the strange scenes, especially at a critical time such during a battle, though.--------------------------------- Raika aimed at several viruses in his and Searchman’s reverse cross fused form. Searchman was performing a scan for the runaway enemy, and while his navi did that, he could battle by himself easily with the low level viruses that were more than mere nuisances to the navi store owners nearby. He was almost glad that Chaud was still in the human realm, battling some viruses in a building near Sci-lab, although with a navi of a Sci-lab employee battling nearby him. Even though the navi was not looking directly at him, he knew that the navi was keeping a close watch, as ordered. A few minutes later, he heard Searchman speak. “The original enemy is three hundred meters to your left,” Searchman reported. Raika nodded slightly, aiming at a few small long-legged viruses that were climbing on a panicking civilian navi. The navi slumped forward slightly, relieved. He then dashed to where Searchman had indicated, and saw a few stray viruses, plus a very conspicuous tall navi heaving a large cannon in front of a building. Raika instantly recognized it as one that could absorb strength from other places, such as attacks (especially projectile ones) and even navis. Of course, there could be a limit on how much the weapon could absorb, which perhaps could even lead to the weapon disintegrating. Sometimes the types of cannons be that even for that, though, the weapon would only absorb what it could take and leave the rest of the attack weakened. He knew that not all of the former type were marked, so the weapon could be either. He would have to be careful about where he aimed Searchman’s main rifle weapon, and the speed of firing it. Raika purposely hid himself behind a podium that held a portal to another part of the city, and aimed with a weakening battle chip within the shot. As he had expected, the navi lost his grip on the cannon from the surprise attack, and slumped on the ground, futilely attempted to pick up the heavy weapon. A few minutes later, he aimed again, but at the weapon itself. The enemy had just wearily stood upward, but his face was quite angered as a thick layer of ice formed over the metal. Raika grimaced, knowing that it was quite likely that the navi could easily break through Searchman’s charged freeze shot. He quickly armed himself with another chip, and aimed- Raika stumbled forward exhaustion toward the ground, wincing slightly at a sharp pain in his right arm. From his viewpoint, he could barely see dark brown armor former on the upper part of his arm. “That is unknown data,” Searchman reported, his voice concerned. Raika sighed, knowing that Searchman at least recognized the armor type as being the same strange one from before, even though he had not encountered the specific data type before. He cringed a bit as Searchman’s rifle disappeared as the data flowed down his arm, forming a black and brown tinted glove. Of course, he was also not hidden by the transporter anymore. Raika looked up to see a few civilian navis glance in his direction concernedly, but backed up nervously. He was instantly furious with himself. Even what with Searchman had told him before, he was still certain that he was behind himself insanely turning into a navi at random times, including ones where the battle had been lost. He was quite certain that it was that way now. He should know some way to get the armor off of him, whether to negate it somehow- even though unlike the navi’s companion in the scenes earlier, he did not have any negating chips- or fighting it. He certainly did not want to become the brown-armored navi, after all. Surely he could do something . . . He managed to lift his head to see the enemy now lifting the ice-free cannon toward him, ignoring the armor that was halfway down to his waist. “I don’t care what tricks you’re going to pull,” the enemy snarled. “You’re going to pay for your little shots earlier.” Raika attempted to summon another chip, but failed. Even a defensive shield one that would not form onto him would not activate. He was about to de-cross fuse as a last resort, when a strong beam charged toward the enemy from his left. The enemy navi’s eyes widened in horror as his cannon simply dissipated, dissolving into pixels. The enemy frowned severely, then logged out. “That had a negating effect,” Searchman reported quietly. Raika frowned slightly, knowing that even though a navi had successfully completed a negating attack in the scene from earlier, not many civilian navis could handle the type of attack. He turned slightly, his eyes widening in recognition as he spotted slightly familiar red and blue armor. “That is the same navi’s companion,” he stated quietly. He briefly wondered where the Sci-lab employee’s navi was, but knew that he should also have information to report about the mysterious navi from the scene. Raika attempted to stand, but failed, pathetically flopping back onto the hard ground. He heard footsteps, wincing as he felt armor forming partly on his legs. He definitely hoped that his cognitive thinking would not be affected if it progressed much more. He heard footsteps come in his direction, then stop. Raika looked up expecting the Sci-lab employee’s navi, or at least a civilian one that wanted to help now that the immediate danger was over. Instead, he saw the red and blue navi extending an armored hand. Raika frowned, suspicious, but took it. The navi helped him to sit up beside the teleporter booth, then sat down beside him. “I was expecting someone else to attempt to fight that navi,” his temporary companion began somberly. “Then, now, there is armor forming on you that is clearly from a navi that I thought was lost.” Raika frowning inwardly- of course the navi thought he was also a cyber being only, but did not comment on the fact. “I would think that you would be more suspicious about that,” he remarked. “But you need not. I am a net saver with the proper authorities, unlike the previous enemy.” He winced again, feeling a few stabbing pains near his chest. He hoped that a strange navi’s symbol would not appear there- Searchman’s emblem had already disappeared from both of his gloves. Raika almost hoped that Searchman would somehow be able to sense if his thoughts were corrupted by the strange data, but of course that would not be something that his navi would be able to scan and discover. Surprisingly, the navi shook his head. “My name is Honeman,” he said quietly. “The data forming on you is from a friend that I thought had been crushed in a falling building three months ago. That battle was only four months before that. He name was- is- I hope, anyway- Raggedman. Even with the odd name, he was anything but weak.” Raika wondered about the latter part, due to what he had witnessed in the battle scene, but let the navi continue. Honeman smiled slightly, then raised his hand toward him. “Here, I can help with that,” he stated. Raika frowned, unsure of what the navi was going to do, or if his net op would attempt to send a few healing chips that could be used for other navis. “Before that, perhaps you can tell why you are here,” he stated, wincing again. “The information could be useful.” Honeman shook his head. “This won’t take long,” he replied. To his surprise, the navi’s hand began to glow, and suddenly, the pain and weakness suddenly vanished. Raika looked upward and blinked in astonishment, seeing a palmful of data that quickly formed into a small brown cube. He briefly looked down to see only Searchman’s familiar armor. He stood, briefly above the navi before he also straightened, making him a few inches shorter. Raika ignored the chatter of the confused civilian navis nearby, and looked at the taller red and blue navi. “Answer my questions,” he stated boldly. “As I had stated earlier, the information could be helpful.” Raika frowned in annoyance as the navi instead just closed his eyes. He opened them about half of a minute later. “This includes some trace data,” he muttered, gazing at the data cube he still held. He then turned his head sharply toward Raika. “Do you have an absorbing ability of some kind?” he asked, his voice abrupt. Raika shook his head, slightly irked that the civilian navi (or whoever he was) was asking questions about him. “No, nothing of the type-” “Then something must have caused the data to come onto you,” Honeman stated. “This is definitely part of Raggedman’s data, and from recently, at that.” He then narrowed his eyes. “Did you happen to sense anything- visual, hearing, or otherwise that was unusual?” Raika bristled at the civilian’s bold demands to a net saver. Then again, any information would be useful. With the apparently scanning ability, perhaps Honeman could even eventually discover what he had seen for himself. Of course, the data would need to at least at first be scanned in Sci-lab. Certainly letting possibly important data reside with an unknown navi would not help in any mission. Briefly, he described the two scenes, purposely leaving out details that would at least would be able to identify navis. Honeman frowned slightly. “That first one has to come before- well, from a while ago,” he amended. “The other . . . That was definitely before I thought he was lost, and his net op, also. But, yes, he did attempt to attack the navi before I-” His eyes suddenly widened. “Of course,” he whispered. “That cannon- it has properties similar to that staff. It had to be from that time with the staff, even though you didn’t mention that. The weapon wasn’t destroyed-” Honeman’s face suddenly turned angry as he turned away from Raika. “Of course, the building also wasn’t. I forgot about that, until you mentioned that battle. The navi should be inside the building, except it is elsewhere. It is just one that those crazy buildings that are not actually there, unless you know what you’re doing with it. Now how to contact someone that knows him . . . Both of his net op’s brothers are . . . well, unavailable . . .” “His net op has three brothers,” Raika stated plainly, remembering the first memory scene he had witnessed. “And one sister.” Honeman’s face turned confused. “He does?” he asked. “Huh, I did not know that.” His face suddenly brightened. “Of course, the friend that his net op mentioned before- having a flute that could supposedly fly,” he said, seemingly half to himself. “I never asked what that meant, but that may just be the other brother.” “It would be necessary to reveal yourself,” Raika warned. “I am a net saver, and it would be proper to present the data you hold to the proper authorities-” An armored hand suddenly flashed in front of his view, too quick for him to dodge. Raika was instantly angered at himself as he felt the reverse cross fusion dissolve. Surely Searchman by himself would have been quick enough to avoid the attack. “I think that you’re going to log out instead,” Honeman stated, his tone suddenly serious. “No one should figure out who we really are. Names won’t help you find us, even if you wanted to try to use them in any type of search.” Raika furiously attempted to stop the de-fusion, but his vision blurred until he was slumped on a cold tile floor, his PET clattering loudly beside him. A quick glance confirmed that Searchman was inside the device and unharmed. He had managed to shakily stand when he heard a voice. Raika turned to see the Sci-lab employee that had been in the room with him. “Are you all right?” the employee asked. “I saw that last bit since my navi was near you-” Raika frowned. “What of the navi now?” he interrupted. The employee turned to his PET in his left hand. His navi’s voice responded. “He’s gone,” he said. “He transported somehow just after dissolving the reverse cross fusion, but did not use the transporter.” “So he took the data with him,” the employee surmised. “That he did. There’s a lot of curious and really confused navis around, though.” The employee grimaced slightly. “Then you’ll not be a part of their investigation, then,” he stated, sighing slightly before raising his PET and jacking his navi out. He then turned toward Raika again. “Are you sure you’re all right?” he asked. “You could rest in one of the medical rooms.” Raika shook his head. “It’s just a bit of weakness,” he replied. “I should report to the area chief.” The employee frowned, seeming to not believe him, but he nodded. “All right, then,” he said. “I’ll just call up Dr. Hikari- with a request for a medical assistant.” Raika frowned slightly at the latter, but knew that the employee was most likely aware of his merge and other recent strange occurrences, as even apparently a child of another employee might know. Thankfully, he and Searchman were only scanned after a brief report with Chief Keifer. Dr. Hikari faced him, his face serious. “I was thinking a bit about this,” the scientist started. “Your scan- and Searchman’s- turned out normal, even after that navi’s data was gone. There is nothing amiss. I was wondering, though, about the part you had mentioned about trace data. It could be even a part that was somehow missed when you and Searchman had first used the original reverse cross fusion chip before it was modified for your merge.” Raika was instantly wary, but somehow managed to hide the emotion. “So there was nothing of any loose data inside Searchman?” he asked. Dr. Hikari shook his head. “No, nothing in either you or him. It could be that it could only be noticed within a scan when it formed visibly, or was otherwise toggled by something.” Raika frowned, remembering the cannon and building that had mentioned being not destroyed. He was not sure if they were actually what Honeman had stated, but he did not know how to discover it unless more information was known. “I wish I knew who both the navi you saw and the one whose data you briefly had were,” the scientist continued, seeming to echo what Raika was thinking. “But I don’t have any information on hand about them, or any of their abilities. Though I would hope that no more data is amiss again.” He face became more serious again. “Inform me or any authority immediately about any such changes again.” Raika nodded. “Yes, sir.” He was dismissed from the scanning area, and Raika returned to his room, sighing at yet another failure. Not only he had not defeated the enemy- another navi had, and a civilian one, at that- but he had not brought the data from the strange navi he had seen viewpoint scenes from to Sci-lab. Raika grimaced as he began to research the navi’s name, even with the warning from Honeman that any attempts would be futile. About an hour later of no results, he heard his PET’s alarm for emails beep. “It is a message from the civilian Dimitri Nao,” Searchman reported. Raika frowned, not wanting to talk to the civilian at the moment, even though he had reluctantly agreed to help him for a while. “Show me the message,” he replied wearily. He looked at his PET, frowning. The foster child civilian, still intent in the search for his lost siblings and his missing parents, had sent pictures and the names of everyone in his family that had had navis at the time that he had been sent to live in a foster home. The hand drawn computerized pictures seemed a bit too realistic to have been drawn by Dimitri himself- he assumed that his navi Sharpman had done that part. Raika briefly scanned through the drawings, not recognizing the cyber beings with various designs and hues of armor. He then frowned at the navi that was stated to have been with Dimitri’s father, Yvinji Nao- one with dark green and silver armor. The tall navi’s frame seemed almost familiar. Raika then frowned- he had definitely seen the navi before- or rather, “seen.” He wished that Searchman also had to confirm it, but he was quite certain. “That navi is one that was on the side of Honeman and Raggedman in the battle in the second memory,” he stated. Raika heard Searchman’s voice speak up, his voice slightly confused. “Yvinji was reported as having his PET with him, with his navi inside, when the car crash had occurred when Dimitri was six-years-old,” his navi said. Raika nodded. “The battle was supposedly much after that,” he said. He sighed. “Though of course it may mean nothing. I cannot assume that the scenes were completely accurate, or even real at all.” “You could ask for more information about the father’s navi, as well any known companions, including their net ops,” Searchman suggested. Raika nodded again. He did not know if the most recent merge effect would be actually useful somehow after all, though he would definitely want to see something positive from it, instead of the multiple failures, including the loss of the data cube and the lack of information he had come up with so far relating to the previous mission. “I can do that without telling Dimitri about the full report,” he stated. He did not want to engage any sort of false expectations to the hopeful civilian, but hopefully something would actually prove to be better for once, even if it was just finding some friend of Dimitri’s father that could even possibly talk to him.

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Welcome to the Megaman Evolution group! Hope you enjoy your stay. :)
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Would love for megaman fans to check out some of my work :D

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