Note: The following is a sequel to Ghost in the Machine, but there has been an important style-change between the two stories beyond the plot. GitM was intended to be visualized in the same style as the actual cartoon. MoM is intended to be visualized differently, with a more realistic style. All of the characters have proportionate bodies, a more human-scale physique, and so on. A writer has no control over how the audience views the story, but this is the intended perspective of the characters for this fan-fiction.
Chapter 1: "Times Have Changed"
The handful of clouds in the sky were small and wispy, leaving a huge expanse of clear blue to enjoy. Wind caressed his orange and white fur as he sailed through the air, his eyes closed with a soft smile. His ears rippled, and just as he began to fall, his eyes flashed open with a big smile, and Tails whirled his namesake appendages into a violent spin, rushing back up into the air before he fell too far. The young man was about as big as he was going to get, and was sporting a fashionable white shirt, baggy and long, past his waist, with baggy shorts down over his legs, and large sneakers on his feet. His slightly deeper voice rang out with a howl of delight as he swept into a loop, and flew straight up from the bottom of it.
"Yo! Tails! Don't get lost, or your parents will give us all kinds of trouble!" the familiar, light voice of his childhood hero and long-time mentor called across the sky.
Tails twisted in mid-flight, grinning back at the floating ship as it glistened silver in the clear daylight, the vast, beautiful cityscape of Mobotropolis far below, sparkling white and pale gray with intricate highways and curving, organic buildings. A balcony on the side of the smooth, domed craft revealed Sonic the hedgehog, wearing some casual attire for a change from his favorite armored suit, consisting of a pale shirt under a red vest, long gray slacks, and heavily modified sneakers on his own feet as he crossed his arms, smirking out at the adolescent flyer, who was now as old as he had been when they took out Robotnik.
"Aw, come on, Sonic! I never get to fly this high!"
Grinning, Sonic called over, "Your aunts want to see you!"
Tails playfully slumped under his tails, and flew back to the floating ship, landing lightly near his mentor with practiced ease. He laughed as Sonic ruffled his ears, and pulled him along off the balcony. "It's been ages since we all hung out together!" the young man commented happily.
Sonic nodded, his quills rustling a bit off the back of his head. "No kidding. That's why Sally made such a big deal out of us all taking a break together. Things have been so busy with the city getting back to normal and everything."
"Papa!" two high-pitched, adorable girl's voice cried in delight from the large hall they two friends were moving into.
Knowing what was coming, Tails ducked out from Sonic's arm, and let the old hero crouch down and catch two small blurs in his arms. "Hey! Who are these little speedy wonders?" he asked with a warm laugh as he picked the two girls up with his hug.
Both of them giggled happily, squirming around to return his hug. In his right arm was a small version of himself for all points save his gender, and finer quills on her head, clothed in a small set of pale shirt, and gray pants. Her big, black eyes were closed with her huge smile as she snuggled her father. In his left arm was an adorable inheritance of her mother's features, with the flowing red hair already down to the middle of her neck, soft brown fur, paler along her chin and neck, and blazing blue eyes. She was clothed in a white shirt, with a pale blue vest so much like her mother's old favorite, and brown pants leading down to little sneakers, like her sister and father's, specially made.
Sonic had a huge smile on his face as he wiggled with his daughters, and then let them back down. He patted the blue girl's head softly, a hand on the red-haired girl's shoulder. "I think you guys are getting faster than me!"
They both shook their heads in bashful disbelief. The blue-eyed girl replied, "We'll never be faster than you, Daddy!"
As Tails watched with a fond smile, the quilled girl added, "But I'll get close!"
Sonic laughed, pulled them into another hug, and then let them go enough to stand up, offering his hands to them if they wanted to walk with him. They both did, but they also looked over to Tails with happy waves. "Hi, Uncle Tails!"
He flushed at the 'title', and waved back, "Hi Cathy," he said to the red-haired girl. "Hey, Lita," for the more hedgehog-like of the two.
The four of them quickly trotted down some wide-set stairs, reached a landing, turned down to a large, central chamber filled with lovely plants, benches for sitting, and lounge couches. And sitting in the comfy couches were practically all of their old friends. Sally got up in her loose, white blouse, and gray pants, smiling warmly as she came over to her returning husband and children.
Antoine was there, still wearing his old military jacket, with white, black-stripped pants leading down into his old boots, but he had a fond smile on his own face rather than the old annoyed look he used to give the adult hedgehog. He sat beside Rotor, who was just in his casual shirt with overalls, grinning himself across from Bunnie, who had been sitting beside Sally until the ruler of Mobius got up to greet her family and favorite nephew. Sir Charles remained seated, smiling broadly with his mustached face, wearing a gray vest, loose pants, and an old lab-coat.
Bunnie smiled brightly on her soft brown face, the richer color of her fur reaching all the way up to the tips of her ears, the left one flopped halfway down, with her well-made-up, sparkling green eyes. She was actually wearing a gray shirt under brown cargo-vest, with full cargo-pants in matching style, and large boots on her feet. Her puffy little tail still poked out of the back of her pants as she stood up.
"I see our princesses found the missing heroes!" Sally said happily, and since her husband had the girls, she happily yanked Tails into a squeezing hug. "Oh, Tails! It's been so long! You've gotten so big!" Indeed, he was almost taller than she was now.
He blushed, smiling at her as they parted from their hug. "Yeah, I've really missed you guys! Thanks for letting me come up in this sky-garden, 'your majesty'," he playfully finished.
Sally swatted his shoulder. "Please! I'm nobody's Queen up here. Well," she gave her husband a wry smile, which he returned, "maybe one person's."
Sonic winked. "Always."
The family and Tails hurried back to rejoin Bunnie and the others, where Bunnie finally got her chance to grab Tails, the young man happily returning it. "Aren't you turnin' into the handsomest little man, sugar? You must be beatin' the girls off with those tails a-yours!"
He blushed, pulling away with a plaintive, "Aunt Bunnie!"
She winked, tussled his ears, and plopped down into the couch with him. Sally and Sonic sat back down, Cathy hopping into her mother's lap, with Lita snuggling in beside her father, with Sir Charles chuckling warmly at them.
Antoine grinned. "It is a beautiful day, I am saying! And we are honored by our new princesses' presence!"
The two young girls giggled. "Thanks, Uncle Antoine!"
Rotor chuckled as everyone shared a smile for the girls. "Ah, this is great, Sal. I didn't realize how much I needed a break like this!"
"Nor I," Uncle Chuck agreed easily. "Thanks a bunch, Sally."
Sally nodded. "I figured that might be the case. Lupe was an angel and offered to handle business for us for a few days at the palace. I can't tell you how nice it's been to just unwind a bit! I barely took a break to have the girls!" she finished in exasperation, actually feeling guilty for how little time she'd taken on the matter.
Cathy just hugged her, and it made her mother coo and hold her close.
Bunnie grinned, lounging back comfortably beside Tails. "I'll say. So come on, what y'all been up to recently? I've been helpin' Rotor and Uncle Chuck with some a-their new toys for the city and restorin' the forests around the place." She reached her foot over and nudged the walrus' knee of the pair. He tried to hide how much it made him blush at the attention, Uncle Chuck just laughing again. "So I can sure vouch for 'em needin' a darn break!"
Sonic chuckled. "You know him and Uncle Chuck, they never stop tinkering."
Lita playfully wiggled her feet, "They made us shoes that don't break!"
Sally blushed, and explained, "They were going through a pair every week with all their running…"
Antoine and the others chuckled, Bunnie saying, "That's just adorable, sugar. So you two little darlin's faster 'an your daddy yet?" she asked as she leaned out to look at the girls directly, mischief twinkling in her eye.
Cathy giggled, shyly hiding against her mother as she shook her head, but Lita was emphatic, "No way! Papa's the fastest ever!"
Sonic grinned, and patted her closer to his side as a playful hug. "My biggest fans."
Bunnie grinned. "And why not? But don't sell yourselves short, girls," she winked. "You'll be givin' him a good go for his money in no time."
"Don't remind me," Sonic groaned in mock-despair.
This just let everyone laugh again. After some more happy discussion, Tails looked around, and asked, "Oh, I was just wondering if Dulcy was going to visit?"
Sally pouted, shaking her head. "She's helping the dragons get reorganized at their main spire still. She wanted to come, but it just didn't work out."
Sir Charles gave a half-grin to the young fox. "Plenty of eggs to watch, I hear."
Tails smiled, but was still disappointed even though he understood the problem. "Oh, what about Metic?"
Bunnie smiled, and looked up at Sally and her husband. "Yeah, where is ole sugar-bot? He's almost dropped off the face a-the planet!"
Sally gave a helpless smile. "He's really busy with police work."
"Yeah, he's actually the chief of police now," Sonic added. "Scares the wits out of most criminals when they see him coming, too."
Bunnie giggled with the others. "I bet, but I feel bad with him not here."
Sally shrugged. "I sent him a notice about the get-together today, but he just replied with an apology and said he couldn't."
Antoine frowned. "That is most unfortunate, nes pa? Is he not lonely?" He chuckled, "Or has he found himself a companion by now?"
"I doubt that," Sir Charles muttered in mild humor.
Bunnie rolled her eyes, "That tin-can would quicker fly to the moon than just talk to someone, poor thing. I swear. I've half a mind to march on down there and haul 'im up here with us!"
Sally giggled, "You're about the only person who could get away with that, too."
Bunnie smirked at her friend's poking at the robot's obvious attentions to the rabbit during the Robotnik war. Rotor, however, shrugged, and asked, "Well do we know if he's busy right now? We could contact him at the police station…"
Sonic shrugged. "We could… but I get the idea he's keeping himself pretty busy…"
(Speaking of…)
Down in the city, one of the major highways was a wide, clean surface with numerous hover-cars rushing in both directions. One stretch of the highway ran past and beneath a large edifice that rose up, and spread out over the air a bit for all the offices and hangars for patrol units. That very moment, two police craft, lights flashing, shot after a large cargo-hauler that was speeding dangerously down that stretch of the highway. In the right police vehicle, actually one of the old hover-heads remodeled and painted for Mobian police, a female wolf raised a comm to her lips. "Officers need assistance. We have a dangerous speeder here. The vehicle is modified, we're having a hard time keeping up."
Up on the large building they were passing under, lights began to flash in warning red as a low, cool, electronic voice replied to the woman's communication. "I'll handle this one."
The woman blinked down at her comm. "Commander Metic, sir?"
The red lights surrounded an opening, hydraulic hangar-bay door, revealing the lone figure of Metic to the sunlight as it dropped him down into place. His body was almost entirely layered, intricate black metal, with diamond glass pipes, panels, and domes along various parts of his structure. His limbs were long and slender, almost skeletal, but his torso was broad and tall. His vented faceplate gushed fresh mist as his red optics flashed, and the three blade-fins on the back of his head revved to life with that ominous, mechanical roar. "Yes. Break off your pursuit, I'll handle this."
The two cruisers eased away from the cargo-hauler zooming down the highway, only for a sonic-boom to shake the city. Metic shot down the side of the police headquarters, his legs shattering into a jagged, shimmering cloud beneath his leaned torso. Reaching full speed, white light began to bleed out of his diamond-glass parts, and he rocketed into the air as he body coiled into a violent ball, shooting out, and rushing down. He slammed down into the highway just behind the cargo-hauler, and shot after it like a bolt.
The cargo-hauler, which resembled one of the standard hover-drones, but with a large, rectangular box behind the cockpit instead of the small bulbous body, had surprising speed, and was obviously modified, as the officer had reported. There was a big difference between a modified transport and Metic, however.
Blasting thrusters off the back, lower rim, the vehicle shot ahead, and started to weave dangerously through traffic. Metic kept up, occasionally snapping a hand out with his white energy-field to stabilize a civilian vehicle before it careened out of control. Unbelievably as the highway bent down to the right, the fleeing hauler shot over the side of the road, and started to rip along the face of one of the larger arches that were part of the city's overall design.
Metic's optics sharpened to slits, his blade-fins revved again, and he tore off the road himself, then flew up the side of the building. The hauler and the robot were both upside down, rushing along the inside of the top of the arch. Aiming to end this chase, Metic blazed with his energy, and shot around the vehicle, but the driver was skilled. It juked left and right as Metic tried to sweep into it in controlled impacts, never letting him hit it.
They reached the base of the arch, the hauler swerving off, gliding through the air, and slamming down into a park that led out to the bay that had been restored since Robotnik's defeat. Metic slammed into the ground, and shot after them. In a few seconds they were blazing across the water, trails flying dozens of meters into the air in their wakes. His blade-fins revved again, but Metic jerked faintly, the fins halting awkwardly, and drifting to loose stops. "This has to stop," Metic said to himself, and his speed intensified more mechanically. He reached out, bared his left claw, and slammed it down into the thruster on the back of the vehicle on its right.
Tearing it open, the thruster exploded, and Metic slid along the water as the flames sprayed him, the vehicle sputtering to a halt. Generating a small field under his feet, he stayed on the surface of the water, and watched as several cruisers came sweeping in to arrest the driver and see what he was so eager to get out of town with.
"Nice one, Commander! No way we could've caught him without your help!" one of the more excited officers, clearly young, exclaimed over the comm.
Metic just waved up at them, and gave a quick dash to the shoreline, where he stopped, and actually let his filters cycle for a moment, his body flexing with the moving air. In his vision, red-tinted as it was, various graphs were visible on the sides of his view, but a warning was flashing down at the bottom left, labeled 'power drain'. He shook his head, and walked along. "I'm getting too old for this…"
Another cruiser floated down near him on the beach, and the female officer who had first called for assistance spoke from its external comm. "Can we give you a lift, sir?"
He looked up at them with slanted optics, and then nodded. "If you don't mind."
(Back at base…)
Back at the police headquarters, Metic sat behind a desk in a surprisingly small office with a small computer on the left side of his desk, windows behind him showing the same stretch of highway that ran beside and under the building, and large filing cabinets along either wall. He was inputting something on the computer when his door knocked. "Enter," he muttered distantly.
A young wolf officer stepped inside, the little glow in his blue eyes marking a bit of awe with his small smile as he stood to attention. "Officer Lance, sir. I just transferred to the central unit."
Metic looked up at him, hands still typing, nodding. "Ah, yes. Welcome to central, Officer Lance. Is there anything I can help you with?"
He seemed a bit flustered, but happy, stepping a bit closer. "I just want to say what an honor this is, sir. You're a living legend."
Metic's optics narrowed in an oblong manner, incredulous as his hands finally stopped moving. "You're not confusing me with Sonic, surely?"
Lance laughed a bit. "No, no! Not at all, sir. You maybe don't realize how much of an example you set for us. Did you know there's a whole group of cadets who are pushing for an officially sanctioned roboticizer to let them work the way you do?" He grinned. "I was one of them, but then I actually graduated!"
The robotic chief of police turned grave. "I see. You want to be like me?"
Lance nodded. "Absolutely, sir! I mean, I know I can't do the things you can do, but it's nice to have a high goal, right?"
Metic nodded, but stood up, and came around his desk, leaning back against it. "If such a roboticizer was made, would you volunteer?"
"I'd be first in line!"
The robot looked down for a moment, and then focused back on the young wolf Officer. "Lance, you need to understand something."
Realizing he'd done something wrong, the rather anxious wolf stood back to attention, swallowing a lump in his throat. "Sir!"
Metic waved the formality down, and looked the young Officer in the eyes. "I would trade every bit of speed, power, energy, and durability this body gives me for just one moment of what you were born with."
Lance's brow creased. "W-what is that, sir?"
The robotic hedgehog slowly raised one mechanical hand. "You can feel warmth. Tell me, Officer Lance, do you have family?"
The wolf was caught, but managed, "I'm seeing someone, actually, sir…"
Metic nodded. "She's why you do this job, isn't she?"
"Of course!"
The robot calmly replied, "And I can't have that."
Lance blinked, looking at the robot more seriously, realizing what he was talking about finally. "I'm… very sorry, sir. I didn't mean to offe--?"
Metic just shook his head. "I'm a resource for the department, and I can think, that's the only reason I'm in this position. Keep your wits about you, and remember not to take stupid risks. Welcome to central."
Officer Lance stuttered a nod, and muttered his thanks before rushing out of the office. Metic looked down at his hand, flexing it open and closed slowly. An image of Bunnie smiling at him, when she had just gotten her organic limbs back, flashed in his memory systems, and he clamped his fist shut, dismissing the image as he stood up. As he walked around his desk, however, he stumbled, his optics flickering, and his body giving a falling moan of dying power. He slipped to one knee, his body rattling a bit, and then the drain faded, and he was able to stand up with his optics bright again.
Just as he sat down, the computer on the desk gave a light, trilling beep. Intrigued, an optic-ridge up, he opened the digital message, and his face went slack. "…'Queen Sally Acorn requests your presence at the palace at your nearest convenience, so get your metal butt down to the palace sugar-bot'," he muttered aloud, his voice monotone despite the wording clearly coming from Bunnie (and probably Sally herself).
That image returned to his memory system, and his optics shut as he turned the computer off with a firm press of one metal digit. She remembers me still… I feel so strange. I can't let you be hurt, Bunnie… But a summons was a summons. He stood up, and touched the comm on his desk.
"Yes, sir?" an attentive female voice asked at the touch of the button.
"I have been requested at the royal palace. Please redirect my business for the afternoon."
"Yes, sir!" the voice replied quite pleasantly.
"Thank you."
He walked around the desk, and left his office.
(The Palace…)
At the end of a beautiful hallway in the upper spire of the palace, a pair of silver doors slid open to the sides, revealing Metic standing in the lift chamber, his face rather grim considering he had been called up to visit old friends. Already, the happy voices of Queen Acorn, Minister Sonic, Bunnie herself, Antoine, Rotor, Tails, and the two young princesses were clear to his audio receptors, and it made his optics dim, his fists clenching briefly. Filtering air through his face-plate, he stepped into the hall, and smoothly walked down the path with little hisses and clicks from his body.
Down the hall, through a doorway in the left wall, the group of old friends were chatting away in a large, comfortable sitting room. It was arranged like a ring, with other doors on the far side. At the moment, two little blurs were racing around the edge of the room, their parents both happy to let the two princesses run as they sat together on one of the couches. Bunnie was lounged back as before, between Rotor and Antoine, Sir Charles on Rotor's other side, with Tails grinning from an ataman in the center, his namesakes flitting up and down alternately.
Lita and Cathy skidded to a stop together just at the doorway from the hall, blinking up at the towering robotic figure just leaning around the edge. The girls' stopping brought the groups attention over there, and upon seeing Metic hesitantly leaning into view, they stood up in a hail of greetings.
"Monsieur Metic!"
"Metic!" Sally and the others joined Antoine in moving over to the robot at the doorway.
Bunnie actually hung back a bit, but was grinning as Sonic clapped the awkward robot on the shoulder, Tails playfully compared heights, and Sally actually hugged him. Metic did his best to return the hug carefully, and looked down, halting awkwardly as the two young girls came up to his legs, tapping the metal at his shins.
"You're all black and shiny!" Lita proclaimed.
"And you have spooky eyes!" Cathy added with a hop up and down.
Metic's optics tightened, and Sally chided her daughters, "Girls! Don't be rude. Metic is a friend of Mommy and Daddy. Don't say he's spooky!"
The girls pouted, but Metic raised his hand a bit, his optics slanted with a dry smile, "I'm a black-metal war-machine, Queen Acorn, I think 'spooky' fits."
Lita giggled happily, Cathy hiding her amusement behind Sally's leg, and even Uncle Chuck was hiding a grin behind his fist and quick 'cough', but the Queen herself laughed warmly up at him. "That's sweet of you, Metic, but they really shouldn't say things like that to guests." Looking down to them, she added firmly, "Isn't that right, girls?"
"Yes, Mama…" they chorused. "Sorry, Mr. Metic."
Metic just shook his head, and awkwardly stepped into the living-room proper with the group. Bunnie was waiting there, hands on her hips. "Where on Mobius have you been, Sugar-bot? We haven't seen you in ages!"
The others started to sit down as he actually reached back, his hand scraping down the back of his head, as if scratching his hair nervously. "I had work, Bunnie. An official summons," he nodded to Sally, "however… liberally worded," he let his dry humor return a bit for Bunnie again, "overrode my business for the afternoon."
Bunnie grinned at him, "Fair enough, I suppose, Sugar-bot. Now gimme a hug!"
Sonic blinked as he saw how almost painfully awkward Metic was just before Bunnie wrapped her arms around him. The robot's hands shivered before they came up, and barely touched the rabbit woman's shoulders. "I am glad to see you are all well," he said calmly.
Bunnie noticed his strange manner quite well, and eased away from him with a worried flash in her eyes. His optics just fell away from hers, to Rotor. The walrus blinked, Uncle Chuck not missing a bit of it, but Bunnie looked to him as well, following Metic's focus, and smiled at Rotor herself. This let Metic move away, and stand off to the side.
No one missed the strange moment, but Bunnie just sat back down, trying to smile. Sally eyed Metic with concern of her own for a heart-beat, hugging her children on the couch, but finally just said to the group, "Well, at least we're all here, or just about."
Sonic smirked, and then glanced up and off. "Don't even wanna think about the work piling up for me at the office. I swear, without these little wonders," he tussled his daughters' hair and quills, "I'd be going bonkers in this job."
Bunnie focused on him curiously. "Anythin' in particular buggin' ya, sugar-hog?"
The old hero shrugged. "We have some heat coming down on us from the public because of Snively. A lot of people want him to stand trial for what he did under Ro-butt-nik, even after Sally pardoned him for all his help with cleaning up the city."
Sally nodded. "And he's still helping us out quite a bit, honestly. I mean, yeah, he's the same pompous jerk, but you can't take away what he's done."
Rotor rolled his eyes. "He's just making sure you don't turn on him, Sally. If Robotnik came back, he'd be back on the big toad's pay-roll in a split-second."
"Oh, leave the poor, hook-nosed twit alone," Bunnie waved it down casually, propping her boots on the ataman Tails was sitting on. "Yeah, he's just survivin', but he's done enough for this world, and he's not makin' any more messes either. That's enough for me. I just don't wanna see anythin' like Robotnik again…"
Sir Charles nodded. "Not to mention he's found it quite pleasant under you, Sally, compared to his late uncle."
Antoine started to voice his view of the former right-hand of Robotnik, but Bunnie hopped up to excuse herself to the lady's room. She brushed past Metic, but his optics never met her eyes despite her looking at him, and his body shifting further away to make room for her path.
Tails grinned over at the robot. "Metic, is the police-work exciting? I heard you've been the big guy behind a lot of major busts!"
As all eyes returned to him, the robot tilted his head down to the side, Sonic smirking at him, "No kiddin', we've gotten a few reports on ya up here, ya crazy tin-can."
Metic gave a calm smile with his optics. "Just… helping out around the city."
Sally gave him a knowing smile.
"Sugar-bot's just bein' bashful!" Bunnie said as she marched back into the room.
Metic glanced aside, but didn't turn to her. Instead, just as she neared the chairs, she gave a light yelp, stumbling forward. Before even Sonic or the girls were up, Metic was there holding Bunnie from falling flat, one hand under her right one, his other on her shoulder. She blinked, looking into his optics, and curiosity fell over her features as his optics flared in some kind of panic before he quickly set her upright on her feet, and retreated from her. "My apologies…"
She giggled, the others chuckling or laughing lightly. "Just bein' a klutz, darlin'. Thanks a heap for the catch!"
Metic's head 'nodded', though it more resembled a motor-tick-jerk than anything else. "I'm afraid I," he looked to Sally, stepping back from the group, "just recalled a very important task. If I don't tend to it personally, it will be a serious problem. Please forgive me." He started to bow and move away.
Everyone was stunned, Bunnie twisting to follow him. "You gotta be kiddin', sugar-bot. Ya just got 'ere!"
He bumped into the wall as he backed up. "I do beg your pardon. I must go. Thank you for letting me visit. Good bye."
And he was gone even faster than he'd arrived.
Bunnie was left, mouth agape, blinking at his departure. Antoine was stunned himself, looking over to the Queen and her husband, "Whut… 'appened 'ere?"
Sally herself was at a loss, Sonic blinking at the empty doorway. The old hero managed, "Is it just me… or was he crawling the walls just to get away from us?"
Sir Charles was eyeing the doorway shrewdly, and Bunnie relaxed finally, her expression a little sad as she look at the door. "…Not all a-us…"
(Author's Note:)
Thank you for reading. I've been greatly looking forward to starting this story. I've had rough ideas for a sequel to Ghost in the Machine since I wrote it, and once I got a solid plot, I got to planning it out. Sadly, life and other, original writing projects distracted me, and I've only just now gotten around to this story. I hope this first chapter wets your appetite for more, and that you found it entertaining.
I always write my stories to music. GitM has a full soundtrack, for example. I've decided I'll tell you all what songs are for what scenes with my author notes, should you wish to re-read with the music that inspired the scenes.
Comments and critiques are always welcome.
Music: you can find all OC remixes at "oc remix . org" (take the spaces out).
1) High Above the Sky: an OC remix by Sir Nuts. This song, especially the very opening, is for Tails little flight at the start, and the happy mood of the opening scene, getting the gang back together.
2) Chemical Reaction: an OC remix by Snyderman. This is the quick police chase for Metic, starting with him lowering down on that ramp.