Rock sorted out different boxes as Roll cleaned the dishes. It had been a whole month since the defeat of Dr. Wily, and the battle was becoming a small memory. Dr. Light had gone to go get some food, so it was just the two of them. All of their siblings have gone to do their functions. Iceman should be in the Artic by now, Elec's now working full time at O.D.A, but Fire hasn't been as busy due to the lack of waste to burn.

Rock felt a little lonely with just doing the chores. True that he had Roll to watch Tv with and talk, but for how much he loved his sister, she always seemed to find pleasure in doing chores. Not so much for him. If Cut or Bomb were in the area, maybe they could build something together.

Rock felt a nudge as Roll winked at him. "Were you planning on sorting the same box for an hour?"

"Oh-Oh! Sorry, Roll. I'll move on."

"With what?" She giggled. "Every day you've been purposefully leaving stuff out so you can clean it up again."

"No, I haven't!" Rock denied that statement, though the blush of embarrassment had betrayed him. "H-How dare my sister suggest that!"

"Your face says otherwise, brother." She taunted. Feeling defeated by his own little sister, Rock face planted into the couch. Roll sighed and put the broom, turning on the lights. "Well then, if my brother doesn't like chores, he can clean the kitchen and prepare the food. Unless he can think of something else.~" 

"Fmhhf, fmhhf..." Although Rock sounded bored, the two siblings laughed as they cleaned the house until it sparkled. Every few minutes, there was a distant bang and a vibration in the air. Sometimes the windows shook slightly. The both of them thought it was a hunter nearby shooting for food. Weird though. Dr. Light had not come home yet, groceries don't take that long.

A half an hour had past by, and no sign of the doctor. Roll was starting to get worried, and Rock couldn't blame her. They tried to play games to relax, but it didn't work. The weird bangs proceeded to sound closer and closer, the windows shook more violently. "Rock, do you think we should-"

"I'm sure it's nothing Roll. Maybe dad was caught in bad traffic?"

"At noon?"

"I-"

*BOOOOOOM*

Both of them clutched each other as the loudest explosion shook many objects in the house. Rock looked over to see smoke billowing from one of the buildings. Roll darted out the door, calling Dr. Light's name. Rock followed getting up as well before he spotted the same blue helmet from his previous battle. Whether it was from reflex or something else, Rock transformed back into blue and put the helmet on.

He ran past Roll and headed straight toward the exploding city. "Rock, wait! Please be careful!"

When Rock went through the streets, all he heard was people scurrying for safety and cars blaring. Some humans weren't noticing the blue robot, pushing him to get around the crowds.

"Excuse me!!"

"Where's my son?!"

"Out of the way!"

"We have to get out of here!"

Pushing through the crowd, Rock came toward an open area where there were several robot masters. One was orange with what to be drills for hands, one was a dark red and had saw blades sticking out of his body, and another was a light red with yellow v's on his head and chest. The one with the saw blades was clutching Dr. Light's arm, and the one with drills was struggling to hold someone else by the arm.

"Who are you gentlemen?" Light was trying his best to stay calm despite the situation.

"Can we just move on and finish this Metal? This is boring..." The light red robot sighed. The sawblade robot snapped back and both of the other robots flinched.

"Focus Quickman, we have to continue with the plan."

"Can I at least take a lap around?"

"Good god you don't listen, do you?" The two stared at one another before moving on.

"Wait," Dr. Light returned his gaze to the robot that Rock had put together was 'Metal', "What business do you have to do with me? And if I'm the only person you need, there's no use for you to hold a hostage."

"I'll make this quick for you, this is the only way to get the little hero to come out of hiding." Metal spoke softly to avoid being heard.

"Little hero, you say?"

It seemed Quick picked up on his fake surprise, because he laughed. Amongst his laughter, Light and Rock exchanged glances and nodded, before Rock ducked again to prepare for his attack. "How can he not be aware of the robot that ruined Wily's plans and rescued his own robots?"

"He's stalling for time Quick." Metal retorted. With a swift snap of his fingers and a serrated saw appeared in his hand. He gestured for Crash to come closer with the human. The little human quivered as he drew closer with the blade in hand. The color dropped from Rock's face.

"Wait Metal..." Crash spoke up. Metal made a small shush motion before raising his voice.

"I know you're there, little hero! You best come out where you're hiding, or you're going to have your first victims on your hands!!" The little human squirmed and started to panic, Light trying to move only for Quick to suddenly grab him. "Come on now...no reason for them to be involved, right?" The blade was getting dangerously close to them, who squirmed harder in Crash's grip. "Come on!!" The blade almost touched their skin when Rock bolted out of the rubble. To his shock, all three robots snapped toward his direction. Before he could think to dodge, the blade already lodged in his leg and left him stumbling over.

"Got you!" On command, Crash dropped the human and rushed toward Rock with his brothers. Light picked up the scared human and ran for cover.

Pulling the saw blade as fast as he could, Rock ducked under Metal and tried to tackle Crashman. The orange robot tumbled slightly before slapping the little robot. He fired what seemed to be a cone-shaped object and latching to a car behind him. Seconds later, the object ticked before a explosion erupted. Chunks of metal flew around them and propelled Rock toward Metal. He grabbed a pipe and Metal got hit upside the head and propelled into a building.

Rock charged forward before Crash could retrieve their leader, but what tripped by something. Or someone judging by their chuckling. "Oops, my bad. You should watch your footing, pal. Wouldn't want you to collapse so soon. After all..." A quick motion kicked Rock into a wall, snapping his head back.

"I want to have the pleasure to fight you myself." Quickman smirked, leaning against a piece of metal.

"Who are you guys?! Why are you destroying our city?" Rock said.

He shot a few more pellets at Quick, who seemed to disappear so quickly at each shot. Rock felt him punch the top of his head, then a trip to his knee, and a few stomps on his back. A weight lifted off his back as he saw a familiar brother.

"Thanks Gutsman."

"No problem. You want me to squash this punk for you?" Guts glared at the toppled Quickman.

"Come on, stop getting distracted and fight me, hero!" Quick got ready to charge again. Another blade was tossed his way, stopping him in his tracks. Metal was being held up by Crashman, missing an arm and pieces lodged in his armor.

"Let's fall back everyone. We'll group up and proceed with Doctor Wily's plan."

Quick went into a blur with the other robots as they teleported out. After processing, Rock ran straight towards Dr. Light. Other than a few scraps, both the doctor and other guy were fine. After tending to the both of them, Rock looked at Guts worryingly.

"Something wrong?"

"Doctor Wily...I don't think he's done with Dr. Light, or me."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"No, I don't need you boys to get yourselves in harm's way. Please Cutman, just tell your brothers to stay at their work sites. If anything comes up, tell me right away." Dr. Light cut off the transmission. Rock and Roll were quiet on the couch, long turned off the tv about the news. All there was were reports of more robots attacking people.

"I can't believe Dr. Wily is back." Roll pouted angrily. Rock seemed to be in his own world. "But more that he created his own robots to hurt people! So barbaric!"

"I'm surprised he's actually capable of building robot masters. Albert was smart, but he didn't have enough experience to build robots when we last parted." Light sighed.

"The police will be able to handle it, right Dr. Light? And the agents a month ago said they would be keeping an eye on us, they could help get rid of those nasty robots. Right Rock?" Roll managed to make a smile. She gave Rock a shoulder hug as silence filled the lab.

(Around 4 p.m)

Rock still watched the city in the distance as the lights of police cars light the streets. Dr. Light and Roll had stepped out to check on people, leaving him alone to watch the house. Thoughts were going crazy in his brain. Those robots didn't randomly choose this city. They headed for their city, him home. A message for him to fight them, otherwise they might attack again.

A call was calling from the lab, and Rock rushed downstairs. Cut's voice was barely getting through, but he sounded distressed. "Hello? Doctor Light? Anyone? Please, answer me!" Rock opened the transmission to his brother.

"Cutman, what is going on?"

"Rock, one of those robot's that attacked the city has taken over a factory near me! A metal factory."

Rock was halfway through calling Dr. Light. "Don't worry, Dr. Light will send authorities to takeover the place and-" Rock cut himself off before finishing. Metal's voice was echoing in his head, taunting him.

"You're going to have your first victims on your hands. Come on now...no reason for them to be involved, right?" 

"I want to have the pleasure to fight you myself."  He can just imagine that smug look on Quickman's face, he wanted to punch it right off. Rock just wanted this to stop, for Dr. Wily to stop.

He had decided.

"Cut, give me the coordinates to the factory. I'm heading over there right now to deal with him."

"Sure, but...wait. What about Dr. Light and Roll?"

"Tell them I'm heading out to stop Dr. Wily again. I'll be back soon."

Cut's voice wavered on the other side before a slam was heard. Rock assumed he slammed his hands on the table. "Rock, no! Don't do this! Just let the police handle this, and stay safe."

"I'm not being convinced Cut, I'm sorry." Cut's pleading went unheard as he tapped into the factories close by. A dot was found on the facility he needed. Remembering the coordinates, Rock put the helmet on and switched into the blue armor.

"Wait, at least let me help you! Do you realize how much Roll is going to kill us if you get hurt, or worse?! And Dr. Light as well...Rock? ROCK?"

Rock simply smiled before ending the transmission and leaving the house. "I'll be okay. I promise."

However, in the heat of the moment he passed by a red haired agent walking up to the house. "Woah, hold on!" But she couldn't reach to him as he ran toward the city. But she did manage to catch a glimpse of his blue armor, and stared right back at the lab. She called on her phone with a smile on her face.

"Hey Gil, I think we found him."