|Destined For Greatness
Author: Doritos1996 PM
After Titan's defeat Roxanne isn't feeling very well and our blue hero is there to protect her. What happens when Megamind is a hero? Takes place after Titan's/Tighten's defeat. MegamindxRoxanneRated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Romance - Megamind & Roxanne R. - Chapters: 5 - Words: 11,369 - Reviews: 33 - Favs: 32 - Follows: 10 - Updated: 02-18-11 - Published: 01-28-11 - Status: Complete - id: 6693144
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Hey guys! This is a Megamind fanfiction, and I tried to do everything to involve his goofiness, his humor and his romantic side. I loved the movie!
I hope you like it. It's my first attempt at writing about something else apart from Twilight.
"Get back, you savages!" I shouted, taking my dehydration gun out of my belt and pointing it to the crowd that started gathering around me. Truth to be told, this was really unfair. They don't fight me when I wanted to be fought, and now, now that I was the good guy they tried to…what? Kill me? Great! You saved them and how do they repay you? Besides anger, I felt a little bit of betrayal. Not that I didn't deserve it, but anyways.
Roxanne put a slender hand on mine, pushing my amazing invention down. "Sorry, sorry! He's just not used to positive feedback!"
The words rang into my giant, blue head. Positive… Feedback?
She was kidding, right?
I shot suspicious looks around me, my breath heavy from the adrenaline running through my veins as I tried to understand Roxanne's words.
"Come on, they just want to congratulate you!"
"It's not a plan, is it?" I whispered to her, still suspicious.
"No." She assured me, in a sweet tone. At first, I was taken aback by her voice. Even though, she had hugged me tightly when we won, I wasn't sure if that meant we could be together. Or if she could forgive me, for that matter. I put the gun in my belt and straightened, looking at her the whole time. She smiled and pushed me gently forward.
I was still dazzled by her and the crowd smiling and looking at me expectantly didn't help. I swallowed before coughing awkwardly, getting ready to say something. I had to say something, right? Metro Man always did…
The crowd was still looking at me with a look of admiration on their faces and even a baby was smiling at me. Creepy…
"Um…" alright, this is a little bit awkward. "Hello, Metrocity!" I said, trying to sound comfortable. It wasn't easy, really. Having all these people in front of you and at the same time caring about what they were going to say or think. When I was evil, no one expected anything from me. Why would they? They wanted me to lose. I didn't care what they would say. I didn't care when they made a fool out of me on newspapers or the TV. But… I saved them. I would be the new hero, right? How would I do it? How would I be able to do whatever the city wanted me to? How would I respond to the city's expectations?
Roxanne giggled behind me, breaking me out of my reverie. I turned and looked at her. "What?"
Her stunning smile made my breath stop. "Just that thing with the pronunciation. Metro- City."
Oops. "What can I say? Old habits die hard." I teased. I began having a really good mood. Understanding that I had finally found my real self.
I had slowly begun to realize that I was the new hero. I had achieved something in my life. Finally! It was too much to take in, but I would slowly wrap my amazingly intelligent mind around it.
A handsome grin had appeared on my face as I turned my head to look at the city again. There was no noise. They were just looking at me, expecting me to say something. Don't disappoint them. I thought.
A reporter, that was obviously braver than the others, approached me slowly. He swallowed loudly, before stretching his hand with the microphone closer to me. What was he afraid of? I was the good guy now, wasn't I? "I'm sure that it's not just me that suspects there's something hidden behind all of this? Do you have a plan?"
I decided that I should be confident as I always was. I wouldn't screw up. I would never let myself to screw up again. I had finally found my purpose. "Yes, I do have a plan!" I heard gasps from the crowd.
"I knew it!" The reporter exclaimed. "And what's your plan?"
"Defending the city!" I shouted, so that the crowd could hear me.
They started applauding and shouting my name and I couldn't help the smirk that crossed my face. "MEGAMIND! MEGAMIND!"
I had finally found that last part.
I was destined for greatness.
"Was Tighten strong?"
"How did you save Ms. Ritchi?"
"What is it like to be a hero?"
"Do you prefer leather or spikes?"
The questions from the reporters were hitting me, one after another. They made me feel dizzy. Although, I enjoyed being a hero, this was a part I would rather avoid.
"Hey. I'm really not used to this. Better take things slow, don't you think?"
Some of them nodded and I was grateful for it. The day had really started wearing me off and I was all aches and pains. However, my excitement that I was a hero made the pain look like a small buzz in the background.
"Do you think you will be able to replace Metro Man?" A woman asked; her voice a little bit calmer than the others.
That was indeed a difficult question to answer. "Well, Metro-Man was born to be a hero. He had everything –strength, bravery, super-eyes, everything that a hero needs. But someone told me once that heroes aren't born. They are made. And I will do everything that is in my power to make myself a hero." I looked at Roxanne, silently thanking her for making me find the real purpose of my existence.
She smiled weakly from where she was sitting. An ambulance had arrived to make sure she didn't have any kind of injury. She was now sitting on the fountain; my cape (without the spikes) was resting on her shoulders to keep her warm. She looked like she was sick and she was pale. If I could only escape from the reporters… The sun had set and it was a little bit dark, but not dark enough not to see. The doctors said that Roxanne could be in shock anytime because she had been through a lot and they refused to let her interview me and do any kind of work. I really wished I could be next to her and make sure she was alright but all these reporters used their skills to learn my every single secret.
"We have certainly seen you kidnapping Ms. Ritchi thousands of times and now you're the one saving her. How do you explain that?" Another reporter asked.
What could I say? I could certainly not express my attraction to Roxanne, at least not without asking her. If it was up to me, I would have the brain bots holding a banner that said 'I LOVE ROXANNE!'
Did I love Roxanne? I certainly felt something for her, but did I love her? I didn't know that I could love someone except for Minion. But when I said that I loved Roxanne, even to myself, it felt so real.
"I guess people change. Sometimes, what we show it's not what we are but what we think we are. I suppose that was what was going on with me. I really couldn't find the purpose I had. What I was destined for. And I have to admit that saving Ms. Ritchi, is far more interesting than kidnapping her." I shrugged.
Minion was staring at me incredulously from the fountain, as he swam next to Roxanne. I could imagine how I sounded to him. I got to admit that I adjusted to my new role easily; at least that was what I was trying to show to the others. When I went home, not to jail, just to the evil lair (I made a mental note to change the name), I would be able to panic.
"So, Megamind, what do you prefer? Hero or evil?"
"I just became a hero-if you want to call me that- so I really don't know how it's going to be. But as I can see, it will be great. I can't say that I didn't enjoy being evil, but I enjoyed what I thought was bad, bad in my perspective."
"Please." I interrupted. "No more questions. I believe that it is my duty to make sure Ms. Ritchi is okay. So, if you don't mind, I would like to take her home safely. Thank you."
I made my way through the crowd of reporters, ignoring their protests as they tried to get me answer more of their questions. "Wait!" They shouted, but I just avoided them. It was time for them to understand what it was really important.
"How are you feeling?" I asked as I approached her. She moved her head weakly to look at me; I realized that her lips and face looked pale. Her beautiful eyes looked tired and I couldn't help the worry that covered every cell of my body. "You look terrible! Are you cold? Minion, where are the doctors?"
"They left just half an hour ago, sir."
"Damn it! No one knows how to do their jobs right!" I kneeled in front of Roxanne, placing a hand on her face, she was freezing cold. "Roxanne, talk to me. Are you feeling like fainting?" I asked her. I had studied physics, chemistry and biology-to be honest I didn't need to study, I discovered all of it on my own- so that I could create things. These involved a bit of medicine as well, so that I could find out what invention would be able to hurt me. I wasn't a doctor, but I could help, or at least, I hoped I could help.
"I think so. My hands are really cold and my head is buzzing."
"Do you think she's in shock, sir?"
"It seems like she is." I sighed in anger. What were these doctors doing? Ok, they said she could be in shock, but would I do if anything happen to her? "Do you mind if I dehydrate you for a while? I can't carry you home without water."
Minion sighed, being a drama queen like always. "What if I never wake up again?"
I rolled my eyes and sighed. I raised my wrist closer to my face. "Brain bots, bring the fishbowl." I said to my clock, which, by some kind of miracle, had survived.
Brain bots had arrived some hours before, to make sure that the invisible car would be okay. They had managed to repair it. It had suffered some damages, some scratches and the brain bots had to put the door back, but other than that it could work perfectly. I was grateful for that. I would need the car.
I went back to Roxanne who was looking even worse than before. I took my gloves off so that the spikes couldn't hurt her and carefully, picked her up in my arms and carried her through the remains of the town.
"I could walk…" She said weakly, but rested her head on my shoulder. I just hushed her, as some brain bots came back with a fishbowl and put Minion in. They followed me to the invisible car, scaring away some of the reporters.
"Excuse me, sorry, excuse me." I shouted as I pushed some people to make my way to the car. "I'm sorry; Ms. Ritchi is not feeling very well."
Much to my surprise, some of them stepped aside to let me move swifter. As soon as I reached the car, I placed Roxanne on the ground, still supporting her with one hand on her back. She grasped the collar of my costume, to make sure she wouldn't fall, as I opened the passenger's door. I helped her in and adjusted my cape on her so that she could be warm; I put her seat-belt on and closed the door quickly.
I ran to the brain bots, took the fishbowl in my hands and ordered them to go home. I was acting like a robot, but inside I was a mess. I was really anxious for Roxanne's health and I couldn't wait to get out of the people and reporters. We really needed tranquility.
"Sir, are you alright?"
"I don't know Minion; I think that the events of the day have started affecting me."
"It's a lot to take in, isn't it?" He asked, smiling. "I mean, you're not hated anymore. That must have been a shock for you."
I shook my head. It had certainly affected me. It wasn't easy to be the city's defender and believe it for that matter. But this was something pleasant. I would get used to it. It was Roxanne that bothered me. "I know, but I wasn't talking about that. I'm talking about Roxanne. Do you think she'll be okay?"
"Of course, sir. She's just in, uh, delayed shock. I'm sure that all these kidnappings have taught her how to recover quickly."
"I hope so." It seemed like it took me an eternity to reach the car. When I did, I put Minion's fishbowl in the special place that I had made in the car just in case.
I got in the car quickly, avoiding the reporters that had managed to gather around me and apologizing for not being able to answer their questions. I started driving away and glanced at Roxanne. She had rested her head against the window. I tried to see if she had somehow recovered. Her lips were still pale, but she wasn't trembling. I heaved a sigh of relief; it seemed like being away from people made her feel better.
She turned and looked at me, probably noticing my stare, and asked: "Where are we?"
"In the invisible car." I answered. "I'm taking you home."
"That's probably not a good idea." She laughed weakly.
I looked at her, wondering what she could possibly mean. "Why not?"
"Well… reporters already saw you carrying me away. They have probably guessed you're taking me home and they'll be there." She shrugged. "You won't be able to pass through the crowd."
"You're right." I sighed.
Then, the only option was the evil lair. What else could I do? She probably doesn't want to go the evil lair, you fool! I screamed to myself. But what could I do? I knew she would probably hate the evil lair. Too painful and terrifying memories, at least from the first time I kidnapped her. But… I couldn't let her go home alone.
"What about the hospital?" Minion suggested. Although, I had started liking the idea of having her in the evil lair, without kidnapping her, Minion was probably right.
"No!" She protested. "I will be okay; I have already started feeling better."
I looked at her from the corner of my eyes, making sure she was telling the truth. She seemed honest, and I knew I could trust her. "So, you don't mind if I take you back to the lair, do you?"
"No." She smiled.
The rest of the drive went by in silence. At some point, Roxanne had started looking better, or so I guessed since she brought her hand to the auto-radio that I had made. She seemed curious of all these buttons as she stroked them with her fingers. "How do you know which button to press? You don't forget which the right one is?"
"Uh, not really. When I see a button I just try to remember what's hidden behind it. You know, how I made it. And then it gets easier."
"Well, I'll press the blue one, with the word 'play' on it." She said. "It will make music start playing, right?" She seemed unsure of what she was saying. Maybe because my inventions were always complicated, at least for a human.
"Right." I chuckled. "Just make sure you turn the volume down."
She laughed-it wasn't that weak anymore- and pressed the play button. You shook me all night long by AC/DC started playing in the background and Minion started singing to the tune. "Um, you can change the CD if you want." I suggested. She probably didn't like metal music, although this song was more like rock. But most of the humans didn't know what real music was about.
"No, it's perfect." She said and I could hear a smile on her face. I, too, smiled. Maybe Roxanne had a good taste in music.
"So, here's the guest room, we never had guests before, but we made one just in case. You can relax there if you want, that's the living room, the kitchen-my favorite place, the dining room, the bathroom, my bedroom, Megamind's bedroom, the place where we're making things and the place where we took you when we kidnapped you." Minion was giving Roxanne a tour, and she seemed really better. She was laughing at whatever Minion said and the two of them seemed like they were having fun. What is more, she seemed like she actually wanted to learn more about me.
"Why do you have a place for my kidnappings?"
"Well, when we kidnapped you, we were having a live broadcast. Imagine a normal sofa in the evil lair! It would destroy our evilness!"
"I guess you're right."
The two of them started chatting about me or random things, but I couldn't help but worry. Roxanne hadn't said anything about… the other night, when she found out I wasn't Bernard. I really wanted her to know that I was sorry, and I really wanted to know if we could be together-although I was sure she wouldn't want to be with me.
I was lost in thoughts as I watched a channel that had an interview of me on. I didn't know how much time had passed, but it seemed a while, until Roxanne's voice broke me out of my reverie. "Megamind?"
"Roxanne!" I said. "How are you feeling? Maybe you should go relax a bit?"
"No, I'm fine…" She shook her head.
"It seems like something is bothering you."
"We need to talk about something."
It felt like my heart stopped the minute that these words left her lips. What would she say? The words that she had said that night made me shiver, as I remembered them. Did you think that I would ever be with you? It was a clear clue that she wouldn't want me, but I couldn't help but hope that she would change her mind. "I know. I should start first." I swallowed loudly before saying: "Look, I know that what I did wasn't right. I didn't intend to keep being Bernard. Since I started doing it, I knew that someday I should stop pretending. But I enjoyed your company more than I expected… and I couldn't stop. I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I knew that you would hate me afterwards, but…"
"I don't hate you." She said softly.
"I know I'm horrible but- Wait, what?"
"I don't hate you." She sat next to me and hugged me close to her. "I'm sorry, I was… I don't know what I was thinking. In fact, I thought that it was some kind of trick. I guess I was hurt that Bernard didn't exist. But the more I thought about it I realized that Bernard did exist. At least his personality. The person that I fell in love with was you, not the real Bernard and-"
"W-Wait!" I managed to stutter. "Did, did you just say fell in love?" The fact that Roxanne was in love with me… it seemed impossible! Like a dream. I resisted believing what my ears heard; maybe I was dreaming after all.
"Yes, yes I did."
Before I had time to think of it, my lips found their way to hers. My arms snaked around her waist and I pulled her closer. She responded to my tender kisses and she locked her arms around my neck.
This feeling… her soft lips against my blue ones was indescribable. It seemed impossible that I had this amazing person in my arms.
"I'm in love with you, too." I said as I pulled back. "And I don't want to lose you again."
This time, it was her lips that fell on mine. "You won't."
So, I hope you like it. I really did my best. I wasn't used to writing about something else besides twilight and it feels pretty good to write about something different. I will update more chapters to this story, if I find the time, but it could be a one-shot too.
I thought that Megamind should be goofy sometimes but I wanted to add the romantic spirit to the story.
Please review; it's my first attempt to write about Megamind!
Thanks for reading.