Shadow the Hedgehog: The Just and the Fallen
Segment Seven — The Operation
"It's great that you finally understand where we're coming from with this, Doctor Eggman," said a female voice.
EGGMAN'S BASE: FINAL FORTRESS—21:46
"It'll be a pleasure working with you."
The woman smirked and shook hands with Eggman. She was only five feet seven inches compared to Eggman's six feet two inches. She had a lithe build underneath her GUN Rebellion uniform of a burgundy and black military jacket, the red GUNR insignia banded around her right arm, with badges and laces pinned to her chest. Black Jodhpur boots made her pants bag just below the knees. She wore black gloves, and had twin semiautomatic pistols strapped to her hips. The woman had brown skin, cerulean eyes peering through eyeglasses, and ebony hair lightly curving outward about the neck.
"Ah, the pleasure is all mine, my dear," said Eggman courteously. "It's a good thing we found each other. Now that we're on the same page, let us prepare…for the Operation." Eggman wrung his hands with heinous intent.
The female GUNR general placed her hands upon her hips. She snickered. "Indeed."
An enormous army of replicated E-102 Gammas and the Eclipse Cannon were formed from the ruins of the previously existing Prison Island. The collaboration of the GUN Rebellion and Eggman led to its destruction, which was a direct offense to the GUN Federal Forces. Metalwork supplied the remodeling of the prison into Eggman's new base, the Final Fortress. The architectural planning was dramatically changed, and the prison cells were expanded into laboratories and military facilities.
The armada of E-102 Gammas for the Operation was complete. Eggman and the GUN Rebellion's fleets would storm over the GUNFF and swarm the entire southwest of the nation, and then the world.
From above, Eggman stood proudly over the Gamma army. His lips curved deviously upward, snickering, as his dark glasses gleamed.
"Perfect," he murmured in gratitude. "Just perfect. Soon, my army will be awakened and shall overthrow every authority that stands in my way, and the world will be mine to rule! Bah ha ha!"
"Don't you mean 'ours,' Doctor?" the woman from before said behind him. She stepped forth from the shadows. "I only agreed to this coalition to receive my fair share of the world…and revenge for what those bastards did to my grandmother…" Her arms crossed.
"Ah, yes! Of course, Madam General! I meant 'ours,' of course!" Eggman apologized, wringing his hands.
She only stared at him. "Let us check on our…star."
Eggman and the Madam General made their way down to the main level of the Fortress and walked up to a huge, menacing cannon. Its sheer size took up a portion of the main level, but its usefulness is all that the Madam General saw.
She smirked, and asked, "So, this is the Eclipse Cannon?"
"Yes, ma'am, the Eggclipse Cannon," Eggman corrected her. "This will be the instrument used to certify our power and our reign over the world!"
'If only you knew…you fool,' General Harris thought to herself, as Eggman laughed maniacally.
"Oh, Sonic! I'm so glad you came!"
TWILIGHT BABYLON - Apt. No. 316: AMY'S PLACE—9:30
"Ah, Amy!" Amy's signature "death squeeze" was getting the best of Sonic. "Gah—! Amy, let me go!"
"Good morning," Amy greeted him cheerily, releasing Sonic at last. She pirouetted merrily and grinned.
Sonic fell flat on the floor, gasping for air. He heaved and heaved in oxygen while Amy stood over him. He reached up for something to balance against, but Amy rambled on about something to do with joyfulness, dancing, and perhaps taking her out to dinner. Sonic sighed hopelessly, keeping himself up by leaning on a lamp stand.
"You promised you'd go to the mall with me! Now, let's go!" she said, wagging her finger. She grabbed her purse from off the coffee table. She continued on to say, "There's supposed to be a clearance sale on the entire second floor. I want to catch it before tomorrow comes; today's the last day! So, let's hurry!"
"Hey, wait," Sonic intervened. "Where're Cream and Cheese?"
Amy blinked. "Oh, yeah! Tails came by earlier, wondering if I could help him with something, but I told him we were going to the mall, so Cream decided to go with him instead." She grinned.
Sonic blinked a little, and immediately slumped hopelessly. 'Oh no. Oh no…!'
"Well, come on, you adorable thing, you! Let's go!" Amy cried, hastily clinging to his arm and yanking him toward the door.
"Now, Amy, hold on!" Sonic urged her to stop. He managed to get himself out of the little pink hedgehog's grip because she had frozen, having dropped her purse. "Can't we talk this over a little—?" Sonic looked up at what she was staring at. "What the…?"
A squad of the GUN Mecha were clustered in front of Amy's condo. Their weapons were aimed at them, prepared to open fire.
"Halt," one of the pilots commanded. "You are under the GUN Rebellion scrutiny ordered by the Madame General. If you comply, we will release you swiftly, but if you belligerently decline us, we will be forced to kill you."
Amy hid behind Sonic. "Sonic…!"
Sonic growled. "We're screwed."
Segment Seven Completed.
