CSI:Mobius – The Not-so-Defective Detectives

Chapter 1: Arguments x And x Explosions

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[Miami, FL; in Eggman's Fortress in the sky; around 12:30 PM]

Tails, Ion, and Connor were all facing off against Eggman, who, after a 20-minute-long fight, was now cowering in fear; Connor, one of his very own failed creations, was staring him down, a finger gripping the string trigger to his gun, which was also a watch.

"Alright, Eggface! Confess! Why are you HERE?" Connor screamed at Eggman, whilist in the fat-reared's stupid face, making said fat man flinch in fear.

'Sucks for the fatty,' Tails thought.

"W-w-what are y-you y-yelling at me f-for?" Eggman asked.

"BECAUSE YOU LIED TO ME! Give it up, fatty! TELL. ME. EVERYTHING," Connor screamed back at him,"OR TODAY'S GONNA BE YOUR FREAKIN' FUNERAL!"

"Yeesh!" Tails and Ion said to each other.

"Tails, go set up the explosive. Set it for two minutes. That should be enough time to get out in one piece," Ion said to Tails, in a slightly commanding tone.

"Yes, Sir," Tails said, whilist throwing his arms, balled into fists, the right over his heart, the left seated tight on his back. He picks up the briefcase set beside his right foot, and walks over to the control system. He then opens up the briefcase, and types in the codes. Eggman, hearing this, cowers even more in fear.

"W-w-what is t-t-that?!" Eggman asked.

"Just…the bomb we are planting in the control system," Connor said, calm and cool as a cucumber.

"WHAT?!" Eggman exclaimed, absolutely terrified now.

"Don't worry. You won't have to go through that. I wouldn't let you. So…see ya, sucker!" Connor said.

Connor pulls the string. A click is heard. He releases the string, and a gunshot is heard. The 380 ACP round goes right through Eggman's big cranium, killing him instantly.

The ticking bomb starts to tick faster.

"We need to GET OUT! NOW!" Ion yells. Tails, who walks out of the control system, cool as a cucumber, now runs toward the window. He flips his Zoo York jacket back, revealing his grapple-hook system. He fires the hooks into the window, shattering it instantly. He zips out of the fortress, as everyone else jumps out, grabbing onto Tails. He then releases the grappling hooks, and fires them toward two over-hanging, tall light posts. They swing out, as Tails releases the grappling hook, flipping backwards, doing a 360 backflip, and landing on the soft sand below. The flying fortress explodes, into a giant fireball.

To be Continued in Chapter 2: Introductions x And x Beginnings