The Mobian Agenda
A VALVe/Archie Crossover
By TrueVulcanRaven
Rated: T for Language, Violence
Legal Notice: I do not own these characters. They are copyright Sega, Archie, or VALVe.
"Salvation"
"Everyone! Get down and cover your eyes and ears!" Gordon yelled as loud as he could while pulling the pin on two flash grenades. One he launched towards the front of the procession, the other he dropped straight down at the rear.
Luckily, all the captured teenagers had followed his command without hesitation and retained their sight and some of their hearing after the grenade detonated. Though the SWAT units were impervious to the noise and blinding light, the concussive force of the flash-bang knocked them to the ground. Gordon wasted no time in capitalizing on their vulnerability. He leaped down from the ventilation shaft (almost fifteen feet from the ground), landing squarely on the shoulders of one of the SWAT 'Bots and crushing it under the combined weight of his body and his hazard suit. He moved on to the next closest androids, spraying them with four-round bursts of plasma before they could even raise their weapons. At the sound of gunfire the other droids hurriedly rose to their feet, grabbed the five closest prisoners, and dove for cover in the nearest empty holding cell. It registered in Gordon's head that it would be wise to do the same, but before he could act on the idea, a blue blur seized his hand and pulled him to safety.
"Suspect found! Engaging!" the SWAT unit furthest from Freeman called in to his superior. "Casualties sustained! Requesting deployment of nearest Assault Team!"
"Affirmative. Assault Team Delta deployed," was the reply.
The hedgehog took a glance at the situation down the hall, pulling his head back to avoid a burst of energy. "Shit." He then turned to Gordon. "Nice Halloween costume, dude. You look like a reject from a B-grade alien flick." His face then grew somber. "Sorry, that's just one of my bad habits. When thing go sour, I cope by making lame jokes." He continued. "So, you got a badass hero-type name to match the balls you must have to come here solo?"
"Gordon Freeman," he replied, failing to suppress an amused grin.
"Hmph. I guess that'll have to do," the hedgehog assessed as they shook hands. "I'm Sonic, fastest thing with two legs that you'll ever meet."
The jangling of the former captive's cuffs caught Gordon's attention. "Let me get those for you." He pulled out his handgun from his inventory and fired several rounds at the locking mechanism.
"Thanks." He massaged his wrists momentarily. "Got any more grenades?"
Freeman opened the storage compartments where he kept them.
"Gimme all the frag 'nades and one plasma."
Once he had done so, Sonic disappeared almost instantaneously. In a matter of seconds Gordon found himself surrounded by Sonic and his companions, after which followed several muffled explosions.
The hedgehog shrugged. "I made 'em an offer they couldn't refuse," he said, giving his best Mafioso impression.
The quip garnered a chuckle from the fox and Freeman, but everyone else seemed to have run out of patience. A reproving glare from Sally was all it took to get him back in line.
"Freedom Fighters, meet the cavalry, otherwise known as Gordon Freeman," Sonic introduced as the scientist went to work on their restraints.
"Thanks for the rescue, sugah. Ah thought it was all over for us," the rabbit offered while Gordon tried to remove the specially-made handcuffs with which the SWAT team had fitted her. He finally got her roboticized arm free, and in practically no time at all she had liberated the rest of the Freedom Fighters.
"Well, Your Majestee, what eez ze plan?" the (apparently) French coyote asked. From following his line of sight Gordon deduced he was speaking to Sally.
"We have to recover Nicole. I hid her back where we were ambushed in the northern residential zone near the Wyler and Fairhaven subway entrance," she responded. "If Robotnik somehow found her, it could jeopardize everything."
Rotor nodded in agreement. "Right. Let's move."