Met snuck through the shadows, in his wolf form, sniffing here and there. He jerked up quickly. He had heard someone scream. He ran as fast as he could. Met came to a room and found X strapped into a chair. His eyes were distant. Dr. Doppler and a unicorn reploid with wings stood near-by. Met transformed in to his normal form.

" What have you done to him?" Met growled. Dr. Doppler whirled around. The unicorn crouched. " Are you DEAF? I said, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HIM??" Met screamed.

" His entire memory core from long ago was downloaded back in to his head!" Dr. Doppler answered. Met bristled.

" YOU did it! You forced all that information on him! You wanted to steal it! Stupid jerk! You should have known there was a security program on it that would do that! You're SUPPOSED to be a brilliant scientist!" Met hissed. Dr. Doppler looked very offended. The unicorn growled.

" You can't talk to him like that!" he yelled. He let out a high piercing whistle and the other six new Mavericks came rushing in.

" I can talk to him however I want, Horse-meat!" Met snapped.

" I have a NAME," the unicorn snorted.

" I'm sure you do! And I'm sure it's very nice name! And when I feel like it, I'll learn your name! But, at the moment, I don't care if your name is Princess Angelina Contessa Louisa Francesca Banana-fana Bo-besca the Third!!" Met growled.

" You'll learn it anyway! So you'll know who killed you! I am Stomp Unicorn!" the unicorn snapped.

" The name of which I go by is Torrent Leviathan!" the blue water dragon said, very intellectually.

" I am Pressure Cobra!" the snake reploid hissed.

" I am Blast Cheetah, dude!" the cheetah added. He was now not only wearing his walkman and headphones but also a pair of black shades.

" We are Circuit and Breaker!" the twin Siamese cats said in perfect union, their tails entwined.

" I am Firestorm Lion!" the lion growled. Met snorted. Of course, the Mavericks had introduced themselves as if they were the Power Rangers.

" I suppose you've watched your Zeo Rangers today?" Met mocked. The Mavericks flushed red. Stomp Unicorn screamed with rage and leaped at Met. Met ducked and punched Stomp Unicorn in the stomach. Stomp Unicorn rolled away, stunned. He leaped to his feet and crouched. He didn't continue to attack, though. He stood still, watching Met. Sizing him up. Met noticed that the other Mavericks were doing the same thing. Dr. Doppler was approaching X, who was still unresponsive. In Dr. Doppler's hand was a tool of some sort. Something snapped in Met. He didn't know why but, as far back as he could remember, Met had hated doctors. It didn't matter if they were trying to help him. No doctor was allowed near him. That's what caused him to do what he did next. Met bristled and growled. He slowly moved, taking care to watch the Mavericks around him. Suddenly, with a quickness no one expected, Met leaped over the Mavericks and grabbed X. He ripped X out of the chair, making certain to damage the machine. Then, he leaped out the door with X slung over his shoulder. As Met ran, he just noticed that X's stomach was fixed. Met smiled. He now knew he didn't have to take extra care not to hurt X's stomach. Met dashed up walls and through corridors. X moaned. Met skidded to a stop and ducked in to a storage room. Met set X down, who was showing signs of life. X shook his head and gazed at Met. X jerked back.

" Met!" X laughed, very pleased. Met was thoroughly surprised. " I remember, Met! Everything! Well, almost everything.... I don't remember what had happened during that last week before I was put into the capsule," X added, quietly. Met stood absolutely still, his eyes growing dark. X opened his arms, in an invitation for a hug. Met, unsure, stared at him. After a few seconds, he quickly hugged X then released him. " That wasn't so hard!" X laughed.

" I hate hugs!" Met growled.

" I know. THAT'S why I wanted one!" X giggled. Met tried hard not to smile.

" Let's go," he barked. He and X slowly snuck out of the storage room and ran. They ran as fast as they could, dodging lasers and missiles. Halfway down the hall, who should they run in to but Proto Man.

" Met! X! You're better!" Proto Man cried. He ran and hugged X. X smiled.

" Yeah, big bro! I'm better!" X said. Proto Man smiled even wider. Met growled.

" Save the pleasantries! Somebody's coming! Quick! Hide!" Met whispered. X, Proto Man, and Met ducked down a hall and waited. They stood still, silent. A shadow appeared. It grew bigger and bigger as the person approached. X began to charge up a blast. Just as the person rounded the corner, X leaped out. He stopped instantly and stared.

" X?" a voice asked.

" Zero!" X cried. Zero ran up to him. Met and Proto Man ran out into the open.

" You're okay!" Zero said. He examined X and whistled. " Well what do you know!" Zero said.

" Let's get out of here!" X said.

" Where's Chip?" Proto Man asked.

That was a very good question. Chip hadn't run into a single Maverick. He wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. He didn't want to be dragged into a fight, but, it bugged him that perhaps the Mavericks didn't think him worth the trouble. After a while, though, an uneasy feeling crept into him. As he turned a corner, he could swear he heard footsteps. He continued to walk, listening. Yes, there were footsteps. Chip ran down the hall. Whoever was following him also began running. Then, idea struck Chip. He broke into a sprint, running at top speed until he arrived at a large room. Then, Chip whirled around.

" Ah-ha!!! HUH???" Chip practically fell backwards. He stared, awed and surprised. " YOU!!???"