CHAPTER 4: COME BACK TO US
DISCAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY PART OF THE SONIC FRANCHISE!
Hi, sorry I took so long...And I promise i will make longer chapters eventually. But its soooo hard:(!
'Where is that annoying, blue pineapple!?'
Eggman's stomach bounced and jiggled as he cackled, his voice practically dripping with evil as it cut through the air. His feet tapped against the floor when he moved forward slightly to stand next to his robot duplicate of the hedgehog. With a smirk directed to a young man quickly evacuating his home as he screamed in terror, the crazy doctor frowned, deep in thought, whilst he continued to overlook what he would call 'a brilliant show'. Metal turned to him.
"Is everything alright, doctor?"
Eggman glanced at him before waving him off.
"Yes, yes…" He said in a dismissive tone. He grit his teeth angrily: That menace can't be planning something can he? No… even if that was the case, he was the hero of Mobius and couldn't allow the people he swore to protect burn to ashes. "That rodent will come when he wants."
'I won't ask him to come either,' He thought smugly, 'I win, Sonic, and you lose!'
What he didn't know, is that, for once, he was right.
Tails peered out of the window again. He sighed: nothing, even when he was sat up front, in the pilot seat, with the best view out of all four of them.
"Can you see anything?" he called.
He heard a sigh of frustration and turned to face his friends.
The pink hedgehog shook her head sadly. "No…"
Tails turned to Knuckles, watching him desperately try to control his anger.
"Dang it, Sonic!" He growled, banging his fist against the armrest and making it break, "Where the heck are you?!"
The red echidna felt his blood boil hotter than the rays of the sun, his muzzle slowly growing as dark as his fur in anger. Out of all four mobians, Knuckles was by far the most outraged. Upset, yes (though he would never admit it) but his rage was much stronger.
He snarled again.
Amy cautiously approached, one hand out in an attempt to calm him. As Sonic's lover and as she cared for him deeply, she couldn't risk Knuckles trying to rip him to pieces even if she knew he probably wouldn't, couldn't or both. The pinkette could practically feel the fury radiating off him.
"Knuckles," She said, grabbing his attention and making his violet eyes turn to her. "We're all looking for and missing Sonic. Some may be angrier than others and some may be more upset than others, got it? We all know how you feel but you need to keep calm. Just imagine how I feel…" She trailed off at the end. Her rising anger had evaporated within seconds and she felt her eyes become glassy.
'Not now.' She said to herself, 'I will not cry now!'
The red echidna was, to say the least, surprised. Even in this situation, the fangirl had managed to maintain a clear head and that in itself was shocking as it concerned her beloved Sonic. He knew she was right; with the leader missing, he couldn't afford recklessness and unnecessary risks.
If Sonic needed help, he was gonna get it.
A grunt was Amy's only reply.
Tails turned away from the scene
"Just imagine how I feel…"
Tears finally made their way to the fox's eyes, blurring his eyesight as he fought to keep them back. His nose scrunched up as the water slowly disappeared and the unclear and distorted sight of his control panel slowly smudged back into one.
He sniffed and rubbed his hand across his nose. The kitsune could still feel a thin layer of water along the bottom of his eyes, just above his lower eyelid.
Where are you, Sonic?
-/-/-
Amy watched Tails lift his hand and drag it across his nose, his sniff breaking the silence that had polluted the aircraft. She frowned. Why did he have to go through this? It doesn't matter if he was the smartest in the group, he was still only eight! So why? Why did he have to go through losing his brother?
The pinkette winced.
Don't say it like that. He isn't gone, he just… Disappeared. He can't die. I'll make sure of it.
Sonic…
Amy turned to the window on her right and placed her hand on the latch to pull it open. The breeze flowed in and ruffled her quills, moving all around them and calming her down slightly. She smiled cheerfully.
...Will come back!
Eggman smirked in pleasure when he realised he was finally one step closer to his plans of world domination. Clearly, as the city had been brought to his knees, and as he hadn't seen them anywhere, the pesky rodent's friends were completely oblivious to the news. Sonic, he assumed, was still unconscious back at the ruins where their battle had taken place.
He closed the plating in Metal Sonic's body and put down his screwdriver. He had fixed his most powerful robot in just under an hour after he lay destruction all over the helpless city he burnt; a new record! Eggman grabbed a cloth and polished his robot'0s body before pushing back his chair and relaxing in it. After repairing the jet boosters in Metal's soles, which had died out during the flight back to his base, he deserved some much needed rest.
Besides, now that he was progressing in his plan, he had to think of his next step. However, never having thought of this part because he had never reached there and also because his mind was completely blank, Eggman had no idea what to do.
As he rubbed his forehead and rested his neck against the top of his chair, he couldn't help but smile.
This time I will succeed
This time I will win.
A black-furred hedgehog laughed softly in pleasure when another body fell down to the ground as he retracted his hand from within his chest. The man flopped to the ground, adding more crimson to the scene that death himself had created.
The other army of hedgehogs backed away slightly, watching in fear as the coal Mobian ambled toward them. Before the two leaders at the front of the group could even so much as breathe, let alone scream, a claw had pierced through their torsos, their eyes wider than tennis balls and their hearts losing the rapid beat of fear rushing through them. The hedgehog felt the bodies hang limply on his wrists.
'Just more deadweight.' He grinned at the thought.
"One, two," He said in a sing-song voice,"I'll kill you…"
Gentle smile on his face, the murderer stood in front of his enemies. They backed away and shuddered as they felt his illuminating, blank eyes scan over them, feeling as though a bucket of glacial water had been poured on top of their heads and down the rest of them as they felt their bodies numb.
That was the last thing two of the hedgehogs heard before their sight buzzed with black as the dark hedgehog removed his hands from within their bodies, splatting blood over the rest of himself as he did so. The horde of soldiers hid their surprise and silenced their gasps. 'That murderous hedgehog moved so quick!' was the thought they all shared.
"Three, four," He giggled, slightly insane, "Kill some more…"
Two screams mixed with each other after those words had left the psychotic one's mouth. The sound released a true sense of fear and terror, a signal of more joining the after world.
"Five, six, fall for my tricks…"
The remaining four hedgehogs glanced at each other. A heavy feeling of dread burdened them so strongly that the could taste in the air. Death. The Mobians nodded before the two at the back sprinted away and the two at the front transitioned their bodies into fighting stances. The killer didn't even react when the two bolted.
More blood splattered across the ground, a limp thud following it as the bodies hit the floor.
"Seven, eight," He sang, "You've met your fate…"
Those two thought they had managed to slip away and escape their deaths. Wrong.
The dark Mobian withdrew his hands, the limbs drenched and completely covered in blood making them look like a pair of red gloves. His claws dripped and he smiled softly.
"Nine, ten, I'll do it again."
Yaaay! another chapter! this time I'll try to update soon. The only reason it took so long for this one was because God decided that it was time for me to get my first writers block... how wonderful. Anyway, who liked the parody kind of thing I used at the end? It's actually supposed to be one,two, buckle my shoe,
Three,four,knock on the door,
Five, six,pick up the sticks,
Seven , eight, set them straight,
Nine, ten, a big fat hen.
But ya know i changed it and, to be honest, I quite like it (not in a dark kind of way). I can never forget that rhyme. Again, sorry about the long wait but just so you know, I will never abandon this story. So...even though people probably don't read this, or just ignore it, I'm going to say it anyway cuz maybe, just maybe, someone will. so...
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