Out of the night, a mysterious ship filled with people from a different universe comes to Mobius. A shocked princess is intrigued by these people and decides to learn as much as she can about them. History has been changed, and she's along for the ride.
Happy birthday to me! I turn 20 today!* All of the things I can do, the respect now that I am hitting the big two-oh! I'm writing this journal from a hospital bed aboard a ship called the Hippocratic Oath in orbit around Mobius. The Oath was part of a battle group that was with us on our last mission. I was asked not to make any logs on the subject in case this was stolen.
Security measures are in place after the mission. Robotnik isn't dead. He escaped through some sort of teleportation or something. The report had something about a theory as to how he may have accomplished this, but I don't think the Admiralty will think very highly on speculation.
There were casualties going in. Of the insertion team of around a full platoon of fifty men, around twenty of us made it out alive. Off the top of my head that's a sixty percent loss. We did encounter a squad of ODSTs and a Mobian team met up with us led by Master Sergeant David Urso. Urso was killed... graphically through some unknown means of Chaos-siphoned weaponry.
It was a learning experience for the Humans. They saw roboticization for the first time. An ODST team was captured by the doctor and forced to endure it. We assumed that they're dead now. There's no way they could be alive after we nuked that thing.
I can't say anymore about the mission. I'm breaching enough security as is with the information that I've already written.
Tails is in the bunk next to mine. He's been rolling around. Poor guy has burns all over his body. They're not severe, but he's been edgy over them. He also seems to have a hairline fracture along his ribs. I think he just has to stay the night.
I have advanced radiation poisoning. I need to go through a procedure where an antigen will be distributed into my bloodstream. The doctors don't know how long it will take. Sonic has a grenade wound. Painful. Some of the Humans had problems too. The ODST Sergeant named Callard, had a Grade 2 concussion, Bishop had radiation poisoning. Christopher had microwave burns after our encounter with a few SWATbots. Nasty. More or less though, he's all right.
I've... also been shot.
It was a feeling I don't think I can describe until another person has experienced it, and I think it's different depending on who's being shot. When the bullet hit me, all I could feel was the wind being knocked out of me. When I lifted my head up, I saw the blood, and I immediately fell into shock. I didn't even feel any pain. It was after when I was up and about I felt the burning sensation that was with me with every step I took. The wound will disappear, but I'll always know what happened to me. Nobody else has to know.
You know what, I finally have something in common with the Lieutenant.
Sonic came to my bed earlier today. He had a card that he got from, what else, a gift shop on the craft. I guess the crewmembers are allowed to buy things for themselves on these ships, a microcosm of commerce. Impressive.
It was very nice of him. I know he cares a lot. I didn't tell any of the Humans what today was. Now I sort of feel bad.
Gotta keep a positive attitude. How else am I going to try to get rid of the death and the guilt? One of the Marines, Taikof, who died on the ship, told me that guilt was normal. It was living with the guilt and death that kept him awake at night.
What have I gotten myself into?
::END ENTRY::
This entire entry refers to an assault on Robotnik's Flying Factory in Soldier's Log Chapters 22-30. Sally was not able to write about it as it was a classified operation for both races.
*Sally is in fact 20. In this universe, the characters have been aged up a bit more so they can act more maturely and participate in legal combat, as well as recreational activities. By the time we catch up to the in-comic date, 3237, Sally will be around 23, six years older than her Archie version.
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