Mega Man Bad Guys Novels & Stories

“Look, I don't want trouble. I really don't have any money and I'm not as rich as you think even though I'm the P.A of your Badboy Prince. Can’t you understand that? You 3 are really gorillas.” They are obviously holding back. “Repeat what you said...” Gorilla 3 challenged. “Gorillas...” I bit their challenge. I’m already done. “...you might be tall but you 3 are ugly! You also have ugly attitudes!” Gorilla1 couldn't stop so he was the first one to move and he would have punched me but I immediately grabbed his hand to stop him. I looked at him venomously. “You don't know who you’re fighting to,” I challenged.

A strange, sickly green light filtered in from somewhere above, casting eerie, distorted shadows over the jagged stone walls. Gavin, Jerry, and Helen were dragged in, bound and barely conscious, their captors rough and silent as they shoved them to the ground in the centre of the cavernous room. The figure standing at the far end, obscured in darkness, stepped forward, his face emerging into the dim light. It was the Boss himself, a man whose presence was as cold and sharp as a blade. His expression remained impassive as he looked over the three of them, his eyes calculating and devoid of empathy. For the first time, his face was fully visible, an unsettling blend of calm and malice etched i

I tried to calm myself, but I’m already beginning to feel something inside. “Exactly. Some, if not most, are obliged to keep the identity of their tenants in secret. I’m not sure if I’m right but most of them are A-list celebrities, multi-millionaire business tycoons, mafia leaders. You know, big people.” “Fuck!” I cursed, and then I remembered there are a lot of people here. “Sorry. I’m sorry.” I said, apologizing to Ozzy. “You might have to change your strategy man,” Ozzy said, and although he doesn’t have to be sorry for me, I can feel it in his tone.

As the shirtless man grew closer, Amy could see how the man’s skin shimmered like the metallic paint on her BMW. She noticed the shirtless man’s ripped blue jeans, which sagged around his waistline. The black bandana tied around his bald head gave him the only human element. Amy’s throat went dry when she got a better look at the mechanized man holding her son. She could clearly see how the robotic man’s design shared 2Pac’s likeness, and it creeped her out. To Amy, the metal man looked like a bronze statue of 2Pac if it came to life.

"My bad" Arman shrugged, taking his eyes away, "oh we got another addition, Percy my friend." He gestured to the last car as a young man, slightly older than them, stepped out of his car, followed by... Luna? Luna too expressed shock on seeing him. He composed his features, drawing a blank stare. She had not replied to his text. "So happy new month, guys! This is how we're gonna do this." Arman, the ringleader announced, "There are five guys and four beautiful girls here so one gentleman will have to go without a girl... Okay, we'll do it this way."

I replied, as I took his phone and typed in my phone number and gave it back to him. He called the number and the call went through. "What's your name, so I can save your phone number?" He asked. Something told me to tell him the wrong name and I will just block his number later, but something else told me to just tell him my real name. "Rebecca." I blurted out. I don't see any reason to lie to him. "That's lovely, my name is Elijah." He introduced himself and stretched out his hand for a handshake, I obliged and shook his hand.

She had better leave before her friends came to taunt her. *** Megan walked into a loud discussion in Zain's bedroom, and realized immediately she'd intruded into a private conversation between Zain and a strange man she had never seen before. From what Zain was saying, he was giving instructions to the man about his pack. Megan then realized the man was from their world. "That's all. You may leave." Zain dismissed the man, and he left. He looked at Megan. "Sit," He said, pointing to the empty couch.

He wore nothing under, leaving just too much for Jake to see. “I'm sorry," Jake said immediately, covering his eyes. “I don't have any change, sorry." Like every other zombied crack addict roaming the street, the man didn't give up. "Come on,” the old man wheezed as he held onto Jake's leg. "I will do anything. I just… I gotta get my fix man. I will suck your dock if I have to–" Jake lifted his leg and kicked the man in his face. His head snapped to the side with a small crack as he fell to the ground, knocked out cold. His chest rose and fell slowly while drool dropped down the side of his mouth.

The cook from the kitchen spoke rapidly to Rami and Rami translated quickly, “Belkin is on his way. They’ve mobilized rather quickly. He said something about bringing Donkey Kong. What the hell does that mean?” “I have no idea. Like the video game ape?” “Yes. Our boss loves the video games from the eighties and,” he was translating as the other man spoke, “he said he’s bringing a real-life Donkey Kong.” She giggled, “oh my goodness. He must mean Cruz. My fiancé. He’s massive. As big as Dave Bautista or The Rock. My girlfriends and I giggle he’s an ape, in fact, Sloane calls him a gorilla to his face all the time. I bet she did it in front of Belkin and it stuck.”