God forgives everyone, no matter the race, no matter the color, no matter the sin, he forgives all. If you confide in him and trust him, and accept him he shall forgive. I...am finding it incredibly hard to forgive this waste of skin. Taking my brother...my life away from me,and without a second thought, turning him into a robot...I'm deeply sorry lord...and I know this temptation is a sin...but he must pay...

The round, blue spectacles seemed to be the only shining thing in the entire area. Everything was a dark red color, thanks to the heat and fire used in the creation of his never ending robot army. As the sound of metal being formed into armor, weapons being made functional by machines and the third sound was not that of machinery, but was just as cold.

"It doesn't matter what the amount is! I want those swat bots optional and ready to fight by tomorrow!" A large, round man was yelling, seated upon a large thrown like chair, that overlooked the process. A metallic robot that floated and bowed at the steps answered.

"But sir, it is impossible, it just can't be done in that amount of time." Dr. Ivo Robotnik looked to a word pissed.

"I don't care! I want it done NOW!!" A large something was thrown at the robot, and hit it in the head. It didn't budge, but bowed and left quickly.

--

He walked normally, still in his normal walking pose, but his face, was anything describable but normal. Anger didn't do it justice, but it was hidden behind his blank expression as he walked casually down the alleyways of the maze of the fortress, two swat bots were visible ahead. He growled internally, but kept his pace steady. Two pairs or red visors turned and got into fighting poses.

"Stop. Ha-" Before they could even finish, in a lightning fast movement, in the blink of an eye, both were thrown against the wall, shattering into multiple pieces from the force of the impact. Both fell hissing to the floor, as the fox simply walked past them, still at his pace.

--

The doors again opened, another swat bot approaching the throne of the man.

"What is it!?" The black robot knelled and spoke.

"There has been a disturbance in sector 8B..." Robotnik got interested.

"Oh! Is there now? Who is our little friend?" The man obviously thought it was that annoying, fast blue hedgehog, Sonic. The robot starred at him for a moment before continuing.

"...Sensors indicate it is not Sonic." The scientist looked a little surprised but not un-happy.

"Another freedom Fighter?"

"We are not sure yet."
"Well then...maybe you should...I dunno...STOP JABBERING TO ME AND GO FIND OUT!!"

"Yes sir..." The robot left, no doubt gathering more forces and finding the disturbance. Robotnik leaned back in his chair, smirking.

"Hmmm, not Sonic eh? Then who in their right mind would infiltrate my base?"

--

A deafening explosion reached the nearby robots sensors, as they turned and ran towards it. As they reached it the instantly aimed their blasters and waited in battle positions.

"...Come out and put your hands up, you are under arrest." The fire cleared enough to show a black silhouette of a tall fox, with eyes that you could see even in the flames.

"...Just try..." As he said his statement in a low evil voice, all twenty robots began firing their lasers at the shape, and seemed to be hitting him. As the figure moved out of the flames and into the open air, something shocking reached their motherboards. A invisible, see through orb seemed to surround the fox, as every laser bounced off him, and flew in a random direction. They, not knowing what was happening kept firing, which got a scoff from the fox. "Pathetic." In one movement of his eyes, all of them were thrusted backwards, at a speed of at least 100 mph. Every one ricocheting off the wall, broke and beyond repair.

--

"Sir...the threat had defeated all troops set against him, he is now in the factory." Robotnik leaned forward in his chair, looking disbelieved.

"WHAT!?" He walked down hallway after hallway, robots being flung in random directions as he went, being repelled of his energy. Thanks to a security camera, the doctor finally saw what was disrupting his work. He frowned and made an annoyed groan at him daintily walking in so easily.

"Rrrrrr! Catch him! Immediately!" The robots in the room nodded and ran off.

--

He was close. Only a floor to go, and everything was easy. More robots, more but still no match for him. This time they were approaching from every direction, guns blasting. Dusk growled once more, clenching his fists.

"...I've just about had it with you!" He crossed both arms across themselves in a large X in front of himself, and the ground beneath began to shake, making the robots confused. In a single instant, he flung both out to either side of him, making the entire ground down all four hallways he stood at the meeting off collapse, sending almost one hundred robots falling thirty feet. He leaped at the last second, and grabbed onto a bar. "Nnnn!" He looked around, and spotted an air vent, and smirked.

--

"...What...is that sound?" Dr. Robotnik said to no one in particular, spying the ceiling and hearing something coming closer, then he gasped. "The air vents! You IDIOTS HE'S IN THE AIR-AHHH!" The fat man fell backwards forcefully into his chair, as a single hand pointed out from the outlet from an air vent across the room, pointing at him, and having just shoved him with it's powers. Dusk's voice sounded incredibly angry, but calm all at once.

"...No robots are helping you." He lept like a cat down from the vent and landed on floor, on all fours, then he stood coolly. Robotnik blinked several times, then stood at his thrown and cleared his throat, looking the fox over.

"...well well well, actually an adult trying to stop me this time? It's usually teenage brats. Although...you do look about eighteen, so still technically a brat!-OOPH!" His head collided once more with the chairs stone back, as Dusk held out his hand straight, and advanced forward slowly, not taking his eyes of him for an instant, both filled with hatred for the man.

"...You're in no position to be calling me anything, your robots can't help and you can't defend yourself at all." Robotnik snickered.

"You'd be surprised boy." Dusk scoffed.

"Then why send your tinker toys out to do the work? Oh, that's right, because you sit here on your ass all day not lifting a finger!" Robotnik's own voice lowered in annoyance.

"...Watch your tone with m-ACKK!" Once more he was forced back, but this time he was being pinned there by the invisible force.

"...You are in no position to be demanding how I speak to you..." Robotnik made a gasping noise, as Dusk was now at the foot of the steps. Just as Dusk's adrenaline rushed from squeezing the life out of the horrible tyrant, the door burst open. Both turned and blinked, as a swat bot ran in, yelling something.

"Sir, there is a disturbance...!" The robot instantly raised his arm gun at Dusk the second upon seeing him, Dusk didn't move, kept starring at the man he was holding.

"Rrrr! I am very well aware of this disturbance!" Robotnik exclaimed, but the robot stood pointing it.

"...No sir...this means there are two disturbances..." Robotnik seethed.

"...What!? What do you MEAN two!?"

--

They panted heavily, in shape no doubt, but dealing with traps and obstacles, and not to mention the seemingly never ending robot army of Dr. Robotnik was not easily done, no matter how fit you were. There were four of them, one a brown bear, wearing a training sort of jumpsuit, and a utility belt. One was a yellow female tigress, wearing a torn red top with blue pant jeans. A third was a jackal, the meanest of them in appearance, not needing anything but stained jeans and evil looking green eyes. The final, was a white fox, also only wearing blue pant jeans, with no top, making his chest bring out the toughness that was casual for a male freedom fighter his age.

As they got to a corridor, they stopped, the fox holding up a signal sign with his hand but not even looking at them, instead around the corner. As he turned he nodded seriously and they moved on, down the hallway, until meeting the enemies they had been waiting for. Jeremy the fox smirked cockily, turning to his fellow teammates.

"Alright, let's show these losers what true Freedom Fighters are made of!"