"You knew this could happen Thomas. You knew even before you tried the procedure. You knew even as you saw him that this would happen. You cannot build yourself a second son Thomas, especially one that had to take care of Wily. You knew this and yet still you did it. Proto Man has just come back, the old Robot Masters are the basis of the new ones and MegaMan is now more human than Robot. We cannot control him, he has severed contact with us and since he met up with Proto Man, we lost the tracker. We need a plan Thomas and we need one soon. You cannot keep your feelings for the boy at the front like this; he is dangerous to himself and the population as a whole. If he didn't know all this before Proto Man found him, he sure as hell does now."

"I... was obsessed."

"You had to be, he was going to die otherwise. But things took a turn for the worse and now we need to either stop him or get in contact. We know where Wily's operation post is, and we know he is keeping his time manipulator there. MegaMan will surely strike there next; hopefully we get to him before he figures out that specific location is the only one that holds the coordinates for Wily's air structure."

"I thought the U.S army had taken care of it."

"No, the thing has some sort of a cloaker. It will only show itself for in-flight refuelling. There is a Master up there too."

"Let's... prepare the MechArmors. We need to assault the Ops post ten minutes ago."

"One more thing Tom. If he doesn't want to talk we may have to scrap him."

"I know, but I have buried my son once and my creation once. I don't want to have to do it again, especially at the same time."

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"Dr. Wily, the burn squadron has been destroyed. This, along with the attack squad, means that we only have tactical and defensive left. We are down to less than half of the original force. What are your orders?"

"Continue the harvest; we need that completed as soon as possible. Make sure the defence squad is buried deep; I do not want my tactical striker to go offline before I have the chance to go online. We do not need the robot masters to live indefinitely, just for a few more days. Is there any movement from Light?"

"Three MechArmors left their Ops post twenty minutes ago bearing North by North west. They may be trying to rout defence, but alone they won't even make a dent."

"But with this new MegaMan, well they may just stand a snowball's chance. What is the status of Proto Man?"

"We lost contact with him ten minutes after he left and have not been able to re-establish. He is truly sentient Sir, you built him well."

"Too well it seems. No matter, he has no place in this war. What else?"

"There is the matter of the time manipulator. It seems to have... side effects on the user."

"Side effects?"

"Yes Sir. You never programmed that Robot Master beyond the absolute basics, however..."

"However what? Answer me you damned fool, I do not have time for your meandering around the point."

"He knows everything Sir. I mean Everything, it seems as though the machine punched a hole into his core consciousness creating a vacuum for information. As well, we don't know where he is storing it."

"So he knows the future is what you are saying?"

"No Sir, he knows the present."

"Intriguing, perhaps we can use this to our advantage. Or even upgrade. We are finished here Colonel."

"Yes Sir."