Enter X

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"X ... "

"X, it's X!"

"Who's X?"

"Moron! Don't you know who X is?!"

"It's X ... wow, I always thought he was a pacifist ... "

"He is. What is he doing here?"

"Maybe it's because of Zero ... "

"Or ... maybe ... Sigma?"

"Shhh! Don't let him hear you!"

"My god, but X ... "

"It's X ... "

Zero watched moodily as the small blue reploid walked through the courtyard, head held high against the whispers and murmurs that raced like wildfire from his passing. Who does he think he is? The great pacifist here to preach to us, to me, about what we're doing? Fuck him.

"Commander, X is ... " his second whispered nervously, fingering the curve of his blaster as if he were ashamed of it.

"I know, now shut up."

"Yes, sir."

The blue ploid came to stop before Zero, having to crane his neck back to look the red commander in the eye. He saluted clumsily, "Rookie X reporting for duty, sir."

Ignoring the gasps that bounced back and forth between his company at X's statement, Zero reached out and tipped the pacifist's chin up, coldly inspecting, "Are you telling me you're joining up? Don't make me laugh."

"Yes, I've joined."

"What are you going to do? Preach to the Mavericks? Beg and whine for mercy after they've creamed your sorry hide?" he demanded, staring with cold green eyes into blue orbs that slowly began to show hurt, but manfully suppressed it.

"I want to help ... " nothing more than a whisper.

"You? Help? You couldn't help if you try," then he punched the still innocent face, sending X sprawling in a heap on the ground, "Get out of here, pacifist, you're wasting my time." It's your fault so many are dead. You and you're whining for peace and brotherhood. Feeding us to the sharks.

Fingers lifted to touch the bruised plasi-flesh, but the blue reploid didn't get up, voice low and stung, "Obviously someone meant me to fight, since I was built with a blaster."

"And you don't use it. Coward. You aren't fit to lick the dirt off my greave armor."

"Don't send me away ... I ... "

"You what?"

"I know Sigma ... I can help you stop him ... "

Zero snorted, "More like you can suck his dick."

X surged to his feet at that, a sudden flurry of motion as his foot connected with red armor and a plasma burst slammed Zero into the wall. "SHUT UP!"

Laughter. The red reploid smirked at him, pushing away from the wall, "Touched a sore spot, didn't I? Must have been a bitch when your lover ditches you so he can murder everything you've tried so hard 'protect'."

"He wasn't my lover! And all of you who seem to spend all of your time making up rumors to fill your sorry, misbegotten lives can take your Sigma cracks and shove them up your collective asses! You don't want me? Fine! I'll fight on my own, then!"

"Whoa, there, little spitfire. No need to run to mommy. We might be able to use you ... as cannon fodder."

A snarl and blue eyes grew cold, glaring at him with hatred behind the soft sapphire.

"Get in line, Rookie. And don't ever talk back to your commanding officer again."

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