Disclaimer: I own none of the Sega or Archie characters, they belong to there respective owners.
Authors Ramble: I decided to have a little fun with this chapter though im still tied between making this a little throwaway type story or a full-blown serious one. Anybody got the decisiveness pills?...
Ramble over.
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The news of the attack had been transmitted to the freedom fighters H.Q. with the result of the main force being dispatched to help, though some time later another message was received making this more of an unusual event:
Attack over.
Overlander aviator captured, requires urgent medical attention.
Unknown aircraft captured largely intact, send necessary persons for inspection/recovery.
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In an old concealed hanger-come-workshop a female voice crackled over an ancient loud-speaker:
"Tails! Rotor! Are you there?"
The sound of feet hitting concrete filled the air as an orange fox came running out of a back room to a microphone type device, pressing a button by its side he responded:
"I'm here Sally, what's wrong?"
"There's been a development to where Sonics gone, do you think you could strap an injured overlander to your plane?"
"Come again?"
"A overlander aviator is badly injured, if Rotors with you take him too as there's a plane to check out too."
On that bit of information he quickly replied "You can count on us Sally!" before releasing the button and running back out of the main hangar to find his walrus associate.
A short time later over the forest the bark of exhaust could be heard through the tree canopy as a small bi-plane buzzed over with an orange fox at the controls. Precariously perched on top of the upper wing was a walrus who was hating every second of it, cursing profusely at the fox for talking him into doing it and not letting him walk. Thankfully for the fox the wind noise drowned out the words of objection.
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After a few minutes they were at the little village, the fox pulling his craft up near the spitfire nearly ignored the blue hedgehog running up to great him.
"Hey little bro great to see you out of the hangar! Same to you Rotor."
Rotor merely groaned as he made his way off the wing thankful to be back on terraferma, whilst Tails coming out of his trance replied "Uh hey Sonic, Sally said something about an injured overlander?"
"Yeah he is over here, give us a hand to lift him onto the wing, he weighs a ton. Oh and don't worry he's out cold."
Soon they had Jim up on the wing and rather unceremoniously strapped down, though to be fair there was no other way of getting him treatment quickly, Sonic is the fastest thing alive but carrying someone over twice your size and weight through dense forest just doesn't work. As the fox climbed into the cockpit a female voice caught his attention.
"Tails take good care of him."
Looking back he was surprised to see a familiar looking rabbit.
"Vanilla? What are you doing here?"
"I came to visit my cousin with Cream and the attack happened."
"Oh no is Cream okay?"
"She is fine if not a little shaken for it all, thankfully this overlander saved her."
"I don't follow."
"I will explain later, just get back quickly."
"Don't worry I will."
No sooner had he said it the engine was running and his craft soon in the air, noting the biplane now handled like a pig with its unusual cargo.
Back in the village the walrus was pouring over the damaged craft along with some curious children, scratching his head from time to time he didn't know what to make of it, hoping Tails would return soon for his opinion.
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Within moments of the fox returning to base Jim was un-strapped and quickly ushered to the medical hut for treatment, some locals muttering that he should have been dropped overboard on the way back...
Still it wasn't long before the fox was back in the air and his mind thinking to what this new craft would reveal.
