Chapter 1

on the outskirts of Robotropolis, in the vast junk heaps, 3 lone figures stood boldly in the evening fog. Bunnie Rabbot coughed as she hesitated from working on the backpack of Sonic the hedgehog. "Oh, Don't you just love all this fresh air!?" said Bunnie sarcastically "Yeah, about as much as I love Robuttnik." said Sonic in the same tone, his hands on his hips. Princess Sally Acorn listened to the witty comments from her team mates while working with her computer, Nichole.

"Arm canisters, Nichole." Sally instructed. "Arming, Sally." said Nichole. meanwhile, Bunnie finished placing the last of the canisters in Sonic's backpack. the canisters themselves resembled short, bulging light gray and dark gray cans with a red oval shape on top. as Bunnie positioned the last bomb, the red lids began to blink. "Canisters armed." Nichole reported. "Your all loaded, sugar-hog." said Bunnie, closing the top flap of Sonic's backpack.

"Cool. Synchronize the ol' watches." said Sonic, sticking out his wrist. Sally and Bunnie did the same, revealing three simple black watch faces with orange bands. the digital red numbers began to change to match one another, and finally stopped when all 3 watches read 9:31. "Okay, "said Sonic, lowering his wrist. "Meet you at the usual. if anybody's late, jam back to Knothole, check?" Sonic instructed. "check!" said Sally and Bunnie, giving Sonic a thumbs up as well.

"Good luck y'all!" Bunnie called, waving as her robotic legs carried the light beige rabbit off into the mists. Sonic and Sally waved, then turned to one another. "Lets do it to it." they said in unison, bumping the top of each others fists before hooking their index fingers together and finally hooking their pinkie's. the final step in this secret handshake was the thumbs up they gave each other, smiling. With that, the mission had begun.

Sonic carefully peered over a pile of scrap metal near the swatbot factory to see four swatbots standing near the door. Nearby, a elongated black camera swiveled back and forth. "Must've forgot the welcome mat. gotta find another way in." Sonic muttered, looking around. a sudden noise caused Sonic to look up in time to see a hover barge slowing flying towards a large indoor docking slot. Sonic picked up a black pipe near him, then hurled it like a grenade over the pile.

the pipe hit the camera, which caused it to break off its fragile jointed neck. the camera then fell to the ground, crumbling to pieces on impact. The four swatbots raced off to the left of the door, intent on investigating who had destroyed the camera. "Juice time." Sonic whispered to himself, running towards -and then up- the wall of the building. skidding to a stop in the docking slot, Sonic looked down to see a large pot of boiling lava. upon hearing a crunch behind him, Sonic noticed the hover barge had not stopped. It was pushing the scrap metal - and him - to the pot of boiling lava!

"Bad move, hedgehog." Sonic whimpered as the pile of scrap metal began to push him forward. "Mondo bad move!" Sonic cried, his feet scrambling to keep on top of the scrap pile. as more pieces of metal began to fall into the pot of lava, Sonic spotted a rope that held a bucket of scrap above the pot. "I'm outta here." Sonic whispered, leaping to grab hold of the rope. while he continued to hold on, Sonic's eyes shifted to the floor. a line of swatbots on a assembly line were receiving one final welding to the neck before being activated.

Meanwhile, outside the factory, a half robotic rabbit ran along the factory wall towards her target: a control box. arriving at her destination, Bunnie Rabbot checked her watch, then ducked behind a dumpster as a hover unit flew towards her. Inside the hovercraft, a alarm sounded. "Alert. Alert. Organic life form detected." reported one swatbot. "Dont bother." said another, slamming its bluish black hand down on the sensor. "substation electricity. interferes with heat sensor." the swabot continued, 'shaking' its robotic head (which consisted of swiviling its domed cranium left and right) "ignore." the swatbot finished as they flew past.

Once they were gone, Bunnie Rabbot ran back to the control box. reaching up, Bunnie grabbed hold of the cover with her robotic left arm. Bunnie gave a slight grunt as she ripped off the control box door. glancing at the main control lever inside, Bunnie checked her watch again. "19...18...17..." the rabbit counted down to herself, waiting.

Inside the factory, Sonic leaped from the rope the crane was holding. grabbing onto another rope, Sonic loosened his grip and allowed himself to slide down to the floor. once his feet thankfully touched solid (or metal in this case) ground, Sonic released the rope and revved up his legs. running over to a large, oddly shaped metal box, Sonic flattened himself against it. Seconds later, a large mustard yellow swatbot walker (which looked like a hovercraft on two jointed yellow legs and with two jointed arms) stalked past. Sonic then lifted his arm so his watch was directly underneath his eyes. "8...7...6" he whispered to himself.

Outside the factory, near a scrap pile, Princess Sally Acorn counted down to herself. "5...4...3". she whispered, oblivious to a hover unit passing by behind her. Luckily for Sally, the hover unit was also oblivious to her...for the time being. As Sally waited, her trusty pocket computer Nichole hung silently in her left hand.

"2...1..." Bunnie continued the countdown next to the control box, her robotic hand on the control lever.
"Bingo" she whispered, pulling the lever and cutting off the power.

Inside the factory, Sonic tip toed out from his hiding place as the lights dimmed. taking out two of the metal canisters, he held them forward. setting the canisters near the box he had been hiding behind, Sonic muttered "Ciao" and took off.

"Come on, Sonic. get out of there." Sally muttered, watching as a flashing red dot circled her schematic of the swatbot factory. Suddenly, laser fire erupted around the princess as the hover unit that had missed her earlier spotted her. Gasping, Sally quickly closed Nichole and raced for cover. Back inside the swatbot factory, Sonic was having his own problems.

racing across the floor, Sonic ducked around a corner as two mustard yellow swatbot walkers pursued him. leaping across a pipe, Sonic zoomed around the other side of the metal box. as the swatbot walkers arrived, they looked around curiously for thier quarry. "Yo bot-butts!" Sonic called from atop a nearby balcony "Looks like you could use a shower!" Sonic called, yanking on a rope. the rope tilted a bucket full of scrap metal onto the two swatbot walkers, crushing them.

back flipping down to the ground, Sonic raced off...but not before tossing another canister with a flashing red lid into a open drainage pipe. As Sonic ran, he winced as laser fire crisscrossed around him. zig zagging back and forth, Sonic tossed a canister bomb on the floor near a platform. Next, he tossed one in a open air duct. as a swatbot walker fired yet again, Sonic continued to dodge while tossing canister bombs in un-noticeable locations.

zooming past a piece of machinery which resembled a accordion, Sonic soon found himself returning. two newly activated swatbots raced after him, their metal feet clanking on the floor. "Whoa!" Sonic yelped, skidding to a halt. "This dump is getting crowded!" Sonic cried, gasping as one of the two newly activated swatbots fired a missile. Thinking quickly, Sonic ran up to the swatbot walkers and leaped into the air to let the missile pass underneath him.

the two swatbot walkers sidestepped to dodge out of the way as well. As he landed, Sonic looked behind him to see that the missile had turned around and was rocketing towards him. revving up his legs, Sonic took off, the missile still in pursuit. reaching into his now mostly empty backpack, Sonic pulled out a power ring and held it above his head. "Warp time!" he declared, leaving a trail of fire in his wake.

After watching the fire die down from Sonic's exit, Sally opened up her computer. "Nichole, prepare for..." Sally began. "Raise your hands, prisoner." two swatbots demanded, approaching Sally behind the pile of scrap metal. Sally gasp as they raised their laser rifles and pointed them in her face.