(Liner: Years passed. Nothing changed. The human race seemed weary but content to suffer under Dr. Wily and the robot army. In whispers, they still spoke of Protoman. Eventually, Megaman would find out the truth. Dr. Light knew this.)

There's gotta be something better.

Leave the light on, I'll come back for you.

(With eyes full of rage, Megaman looked over the whole of Mankind, turned his eyes back to the robot army and lowered his head. Slowly, he loosened his grip on his battle-scarred helmet, letting it drop from his hand to the ground.)

He would've WANTED me to build.

CAN I TURN OFF THIS MACHINE BEFORE IT DESTROYS EVERYTHING THAT I'VE LOVED?

They will not stand here by your side.

BUT WHEN YOU FIGHT, YOU'LL FIGHT ALONE.

I'M BREAKING OUT OF HERE.

(Over the sound of the screen, Joe heard footsteps, slow and deliberate, echoing from the darkness of the alleyway. Kneeling down, Joe placed one hand on the street beside him, the other reached for the knife in his boot.)

WHAT KIND OF MAN BUILDS A MACHINE TO KILL A GIRL?

THIS CITY GAVE US LIFE.

That story's finished. That story's ended. Understand there's nothing more that we can do; And I will not risk losing you.

You finally get it. There are no heroes. Mankind is doomed.

THE GOOD DOCTOR IS TO BLAME.

CAUSE YOU AND I, TOM, WE ARE MEN, AND WE CAN BEND, AND WE CAN BREAK.

MACHINES CAN KEEP YOU BREATHING, BUT WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU FIND A NEW WAR'S BEGUN?

(Soon these men and their questions would be obsolete.)

BUT WHY SHOULD WE SAVE THEM, WHEN THEY STAND FOR NOTHING?

(AND AS YOU STAND TALL, YOU WILL SEE...)

WE'VE GIVEN EVERYTHING WE CAN.

THIS CITY NOW WILL FADE AWAY.

TELL ME NOW, IS THERE A MAN AMONG YOU HERE?

I think somehow Joe knew it. Paid the price he thought he had to pay, /nBut emily, that debt was meant for me. That death was meant for me.

(15 seconds to air.)

WHAT KIND OF MAN BUILDS A MACHINE TO KILL A GIRL? NO, HE DID NOT USE HIS HANDS, LIKE A SMART MAN, HE USED A TOOL.

There's a city that this darkness can't hide.

(His weapon raised hesitantly, Megaman locks eyes with his brother but breaks free seconds later. His eyes dart over the crowd searching for Light. His father's eyes are on the ground.)

It's like they've gathered up the city, sold it to the Devil, and now... (IT'S GONE TO HELL AND THEY WONDER HOW.)

SEND YOUR ARMIES; THERE'S NO MAN OR MACHINE THAT CAN STOP ME.

Say a prayer for all the girls who learned to stand up.

WE'VE GOTTA TURN IT OFF. FLIP A SWITCH.

AND WITH A SPARK, IT'S GONNA BE THE BIGGEST FIRE THEY'VE EVER SEEN.

I've seen your face in the shadows. I've seen your face in the places I wasn't meant to be.

BUT IF I STAY HERE WITH YOU, THEN I WILL LEAVE THEM TO THEIR DOOM.

(There was the hatred again, the rage, welling inside of him. No more, he thought, as he tore down the tools and parts that framed his apartment workshop. Never again.)

(The man knelt down - his face inches from the machine's - and spoke, his voice gruff and trembling: ''I built this. It's mine to destroy.'')

(Liner: Albert Wily's eyes grew cold as Emily's rejection of him became clear. He turned to the machine standing at the door and quickly slid his finger across his own throat.)

(He pointed the gun at the robot's head and slid his finger over the trigger, steeling himself for the blast. The gray-haired man stopped him.)

BUT I KNOW A HERO WILL COME.

(Even as Thomas climbed the stairs to his apartment, he sensed something was wrong. He opened the door, crossed through, and locked it behind him. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room, the first thing he made out was a red light pulsing slowly on the fire escape.)

THIS CITY IS DEAD.

DO YOU UNDERSTAND NOW? DO YOU SEE THAT THE TRUTH IS: THEY DON'T WANT TO CHANGE THIS. THEY DON'T WANT A HERO. THEY JUST WANT A MARTYR. A STATUE TO RAISE.

THIS CITY'S SLEEPING LIKE A SOLDIER TRAPPED INSIDE OF AN IRON LUNG.

As I walk through the city streets, These frightened people watching me pass;

I can almost hear the hounds.

For years now theres been nothing But the static on the radio.

(Liner: Megaman stopped. His path through the city had led him to the grave of his brother. Men began to gather below the hilltop where he stood silently, reading the words of his father carved onto the crumbling marker.)

FLIP A SWITCH AND TURN IT OFF, YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO BREATHE.

SEND ME THE BEST YOU'VE GOT, SEND ME YOUR STRONGEST MACHINES. THE FIGHT MY BROTHER FOUGHT, HERE, NOW, WILL END WITH ME.