Yeah...so here it is...the whole episode! Hope I won't be convinced by somebody to continue it! Even if I kinda know what should happen next, I am not planning on making a full story out of this thing...but it has some potential! Meh! That's that I guess!
Hope I didn't ruin the action too much!
A short human with only a few strands of hair growing on his mostly bald head stood alone in a chamber watching with narrowed eyes the screen in front of him. It showed the intruder still racing through the building on a dark green hover board, his agility proving to be no match for the robots he sent to catch him.
He gritted his teeth in frustration before taking a more pensive look. His hand pinched his ridiculously pointed nose and he sighed knowing there was no other thing to do. His shoulder hunched in preparation as his hands flew on the keyboard contacting the one man he dreaded to see in that moment.
He waited for a few seconds before the monitor brightened revealing another human, this one being extremely fat, bald with an orange mustache and wearing a red and yellow attire. His eyes though were the most scary and the shorter man knew the best: they were black with crimson irises but in that moment his superior looked like he has just been woken up thing which was just as scary.
"How dare you wake me up at such an impossible hour you pathetic excuse of a nephew?"
Snively flinched. "Um…we've got a problem at the base in Robotropolis, s-sir!"
Robotnik rolled his eyes with a sigh. "What is it now?"
"An intruder freed the prisoners!"
"Well that isn't – WHAT!" The shorter man gulped watching his uncle's face reddening in anger. "HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE? WHO WAS IT, SNIVELY?"
"Um…I-I'll send you a image, sir!"
Snively quickly did what he said feeling Robotnik's cruel eyes boring into his skull. When he was done he waited for the other's answer which turned up to come in the form of a malicious sneer.
"Well, well…What do we have here?"
Snively blinked confused at his uncle's behavior. "S-Sir?"
"Is he still inside?"
"Uh…yeah! The SWAT-bots are chasing him as we speak!"
Robotnik nodded before turning his insane filled stare back at his nephew. "Snively, prepare the lock down. Don't let this wanna-be hero escape. I'll get there immediately!"
"Yes, doctor Robotnik!"
The conversation ended when the screen succumbed into blackness. Snively clenched his fists, glaring at the monitor with pure hatred in his eyes before commanding the complete shutdown of the building. The reason Robotnik looked so dangerously happy was a mystery to him but he was sure the last time he saw that weird sparkle in his eyes was when he returned and begun the battle with the Freedom Fighters once again…most specifically with Sonic the Hedgehog.
Night meanwhile was back in the fray after he had abandoned Manic and Antoine. Why he did that, he couldn't tell exactly. Maybe he felt overwhelmed at seeing the girl of his dreams or maybe it was just self preservation. After all he didn't want to put the others in danger with his reckless acts right? He decided to do this on his own…to have a new start even if it meant losing his friends.
He was going to end the war that destroyed his home for more than a decade by himself…that after he escaped from Robotnik's base first.
After the stunts from before, the building's security system was fully activated. The robots weren't the only one after him anymore, improved and high tech weapons shot from the walls, cameras watched his every move not to mention the windows that started to seal themselves.
He felt like a cornered mouse running through a maze that he knew didn't have an exit. If only he would have left through the roof…
BANG
A growl escaped his throat when the wall next to him was blown to pieces, the stone and plaster raining over him. He redirected the board in time to not fall and avoided another shot that demolished the wall in front of him.
He turned the corner crouching on the board and speeding through the corridor frantically searching with his eyes the closest window. He cursed realizing he must have reached the centre of the building where the only windows were some of the partition walls. Shifting his feet on the board, Night managed to climb on the inwall and from there on the ceiling successfully ducking the barrage of robots gathered up ahead.
He took random turns, having no idea if they were going on the outer side or more deeper. For the time being he was more preoccupied with staying alive and not get caught. He was sure Robotnik has been announced by the havoc passing through one of his bases and he was sure to come to check for himself the situation.
Night wasn't looking forward to that fateful meeting.
He kept pushing the board to its limit taking care to avoid the blasts that might have damaged his only way of escaping. He scowled darkly at the swat-bot that appeared in his path and bent down jumping in the air and delivering a fast kick in its chest while the board kept going forward.
Night spun his body backwards using his leg that was still on the robot as an anchor. With a yell he threw his other one in its head and cart wheeled back on the hover board. The machine fell down with a thud, its lights slowly fading away, but the Mobian was long gone.
The masked rebel swiftly flew through the halls until his green eyes caught sight of an elevator. He pondered for a second if it would be safe to use it and finally decided that no, it wouldn't be safe but then again he was always the one to take risks. He changed direction and leaped inside pressing with all his might the button for the ground floor.
To say it was strange was an understatement. While the whole building was in a hurry-scurry looking for him, he was standing so untroubled in a spot where he could have been killed with no problem. Although, the best place to hide is supposed to be the most obvious one you could think of and frankly it seemed to be true.
A beep indicated the elevator reached its destination. Night took a deep breath and prepared to jump on the hover board the second the doors would open. He went out without any troubles. Although he could hear the alarms screaming and the hard pounding of metal on the floors he cut them all off focusing his attention on any familiar thing.
The corridors were a cold and frightening steel gray and they spread in every direction like a cobweb. Of course they also gathered in a central point and that was the main factory, a place that Night was bent on avoiding at all costs. His eyes drifted on the blank walls as he swiftly passed by and for a second his eyes widened and he came to a sudden halt.
A large white double door was standing half opened at the end of a hallway and inside of it, it was Snively running hysterically around like there was no tomorrow. Night couldn't tell at what he was working but a very well known machine caught his sight causing his blood to boil in rage. He was on the verge on going in and destroy once and for all that accursed bunch of circuits that ruined the lives of thousands Mobians but his rational side took over reminding him there was no time to spare.
He stepped back on the board ready to take off when a cold metal hand gripped his arm throwing him in the wall with a deafening thud. Night groaned in pain falling on the ground and slowly lifted his gaze toward the robot which was aiming a firing gun at him. Just like it couldn't get any worse, Snively heard the commotion and rushed outside freezing in the doorway.
He sneered making the Mobian to glare in response. "Glad you could stop by, Mr. Intruder! Doctor Robotnik is very keen on meeting you!" Night continued to glare gradually picking himself up and clutching his aching side. "Escort our guest, TR-47!"
The robot lowered his gun instead aiming it at the hover board and blasted it to pieces before walking with heavy steps towards the Mobian. Night stood his ground quickly recovering after the sudden shock and ducked under its arm when it tried to grab him again. He attempted to get away by running behind the robot but the machine wasn't fooled as it turned around with its fist raised in the air.
The green eyed teen mentally cursed leaping backwards. Loud screeching made his ears twitched and he half turned to look at more swat-bots coming his way. He vaguely heard Snively snicker but he ignored it returning to his dash. He swiftly ducked under the first robot and kept going down the hall.
After many twists, Night finally reached the freeboard zone although many of the gates were closed except for one which was heavily guarded. Despite that, the Mobian zoomed straight ahead taking by surprise the bots, thing that gave him a few seconds to sneak between them. They soon started to shoot but Night took cover and easily blended in the shadows going for a hasty retreat through the dark alleys of the blocks around.
The fresh smell of the night was a bliss to his lungs and even if he felt tired he didn't plan on stopping until there were a few miles between him and that place. He slightly slowed his pace though and took off his boots with a sigh of relief at the sensation of their weight gone. In the next second he was running at full speed, whizzing through the city in nothing more than a blurred shadow.
He didn't stop until he went out of the city and towards the mountain range in the distance. Once there he reduced his speed to a jog and easily climbed the rocks in a secluded valley where a small house was.
Night carelessly threw his boots on a patch of grass beside the house and soon after his whole body. He closed his eyes trying to resist the burning feeling gathering in his chest and the throbbing pain in his back but it was to no avail.
"You overdid yourself, didn't you boy?"
Silent steps approached him, but Night didn't move. "Maybe!" He responded opening his green eyes to glance at the toad standing over him. "But I'm still in shape to kick old Robuttnik's fat ass."
The old Mobian chuckled lightly offering his hand. "Your determination seemed to have returned, young Sonic!"
"Don't call me that, old geezer! Ya make me feel like a baby!" was the replied as the two clapped their hands together.
Sonic stood up on shaking legs with a gasp removing the hood and scarf and revealing his cobalt blue fur and quills. "I guess ya need to patch me up again, huh? Are your old joints up for it!"
"No need to worry about that, boy! Would you like some tea in the mean time?"
"That would be way past cool!"
The two entered the small hut, just as the sky brightened with the rays of the rising sun indicating the start of a new day and the beginning of a new journey.
