The Chaos Emeralds.
It is a thing of immeasurable power. It grants joy to the suffering, victory to those on the verge of defeat, life to the dead...shining like a star in the hands of it's wielder, it possesses the power to turn one's thoughts into reality. It makes the impossible possible. Men honor it and worship what it can do. People believe it to be a gift from God.
Yet what is required to make it...
Is the work of the Devil.
Episode Seven:
To Become A God...of SCIENCE!
科学の神になるには!
"...you...you gotta be shittin' me." The Wax said.
"Are you serious?" Jet wanted to know.
"No way..." Wave murmured.
Knuckles held his hand up to his mouth. He seemed to horrified for words.
"...it's true. To make a chaos emerald...you need to rip the soul out of somebody's body..." Sonic said as he, Tails and the others all sat in the basement. Tails had his arm over his face and Sonic was rubbing the space between his eyes. "Worst of all...to make just ONE of them...you need a lot of people. A LOT." Sonic muttered balefully, eyes narrowed into hateful slits. He looked like he was on the verge of screaming again.
"I can't believe it...that the military would allow such a disgusting practice to take place for ANY reason..." Jet hissed hatefully, clenching his fist.
"It's absolutely unpardonable." The Wax decided.
"...this sucks." Sonic muttered. "...just when we think it's within reach, it slips away from us. I guess God really DOESN'T help people who try to help themselves." He said, laughing dryly as Tails lowered his head.
"We could be stuck like this forever..." Tails muttered as he walked off to the far end of the basement. Sonic blinked a few times, then walked over to him, away from the others...and he placed a gloved hand on his brother's shoulder, speaking very softly.
"...Miles...look...there's somethin' I always wanted to talk to you about, but...I ain't never mentioned it before cuz I was scared..." Sonic told him.
"It's just terrible, isn't it, Knuckles?" Wave asked. "...uh...Knuckles?" She asked, looking at Knuckles in confusion. "What's wrong?"
"To think..." Knuckles murmured, clenching his hands into tight fists. "To think that such a tragedy would be concealed...to think the Chaos Emeralds would need human SOULS for their creation!" He roared out, and Tails and Sonic's conversation was interrupted as everybody jumped away from Knuckles, as he held his fists up, burning flames rising around him as sparks soared into the air. "To think that the military would cover up the truth like this!" He howled.
The truth.
THE TRUTH.
A horror struck through Sonic and he gasped. They turned to look at him, Knuckles turning his head, the flames dying down again. "What's shakin, bacon?" The Wax wanted to know.
"Big said I'd be able to uncover "ALL of the truths"...there's something we're missing. Something else. What we've seen is only a part of the truth. There's got to be SOMETHING else..." He rubbed his chin.
"...wait." Tails suddenly spoke up. "I've got it. We need a map of Central and all of it's laboratories!" He insisted, slamming his fist into his palm.
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...soon all of them were sitting in The Wax's living room, with an enormous map of Central City sprayed out over a big coffee table. Knuckles pointed around at certain parts of the map with his hand, looking at Tails and Sonic. "There's four metallurgy laboratories within Central City. From what I remember, Big was working at the Third Laboratory. THAT one's the most suspect."
"...hmm. Wait. What about THIS one?" Sonic asked, pointing at one that was crossed out on the map.
"Oh, that's the Fifth Laboratory." Wave said, holding up a snazzy metal clipboard and looking through it. "...but according to the military reports, they're not doing anything special there. In fact, the whole place has been shut down for years." She went on as Tails rubbed his chin, looking the Fifth Laboratory over. "The whole place is unsafe, condemned."
"THAT'S where we need to go." Tails said.
"...you're right." Sonic realized. "...those sick, sick bastards. Look what's right next to it!" He told them all.
He pointed with a finger and they saw, all too clearly, that there was a PRISON next to the laboratory...in fact, the lab was jointly connected with it. "I'd bet ANYTHING those sick fucks were using prisoners for experiments...officially, you could say that they were executed, and in a way...they WERE..." Sonic went on.
"Experiments in making-" Wave suddenly blanched when she realized exactly what Sonic was talking about and The Wax ran for the waste basket. Unfortunately, he didn't make it.
"Ah, you had McDonalds for lunch too?" Sonic commented as The Wax let out a long moan.
"We really SHOULD stop going there. That food is so bad for you!" Tails sighed.
"In any case...do you think that if they allowed prisoners from OTHER prisons to be used in..." Jet began. And suddenly HE became sick.
"I think we stumbled onto something immensely disgusting. If the government itself is involved in this...oooohhhh." Knuckles shook his head, holding his hand over his eyes.
"Well, what are we to do?" The Wax asked as he popped some "Tums" and sat down on a nearby chair as Jet groaned from near the bathroom nearby.
"I'll look into this." Knuckles said, wrapping the map back up. "Jet, Wave, Robert...you are to speak of this to NOBODY. I mean absolutely NOBODY." He told them firmly. "Sonic...Tails..." He told the two teenage boys. "I need you to behave yourselves and stay here until I can get a bead on this."
"...uh...WHAT?" Sonic asked.
Suddenly Knuckles was towering over them, eyes flaring with red fire, muscles bulging, growling in their faces. "You weren't thinking about BREAKING IN, were you?!" He hissed at them, grinding very sharp-looking teeth as Tails and Sonic gulped and waved their hands in the air.
"Oh, NO! No sir, not at all!" Tails insisted.
"Yeah, you don't gotta worry about us!" Sonic stuttered out.
"...you're sure?" Knuckles growled, eyes dark slits, arms folded.
Sonic smiled innocently as he and Tails put their arms around each other, crossing their fingers behind each other's back. "Don't worry, Knux. It's the LAST thing on our minds."
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... "Do you think we'll go to hell for this?" Tails wondered as they slunk through the alley towards the Fifth Laboratory.
"We'll make up for this by going to Confession later. And somewhere OUTSIDE this dumb city." Sonic told him.
"...okay, AND we'll give an orphan twenty bucks." Sonic added.
"Thanks. I feel much better." Tails admitted nervously as they finally reached the corner of the ominous Fifth Laboratory. The entire place was an enormous, dome-covered building of hard, cold steel, with enormous front gates that had a big, red "Keep Out" sign at the front. There were tall stone walls all around the laboratory to protect anybody from getting into the large courtyards, and a guard was stationed at the front gate, resting against it, rifle slung across his back.
"Hmm. A guard posted at an unused building. Suuuussspiiiicioooouuuuus!" Sonic sang out quietly as they moved to the far end of the wall, away from the guard.
"We can't just use magic. They'd see the light from the spell." Tails told him. "...but..." He smiled. "Luckily, you have me."
He grabbed ahold of Sonic and began to lift him into the air, huffing slightly. "Oohhhhhh. Sonic...PLEASE promise me you'll lose some weight!" He begged.
Sonic gave him an angry look as Tails continued to fly him upwards into the air, over into the courtyard. The two touched down at last and Sonic and Tails made their way over to the main building, noticing a vent shaft. "I'll go check out the inside, and if it's safe, I'll make an entrance for you. I don't think anybody would see the light from a spell now that we're protected by that courtyard wall." He told Tails as he carefully opened up the vent.
"Okay. I'll wait out here until you're ready." Tails told him, nodding firmly and helping him get inside the vent. He watched his brother's form slowly recede into the dark recesses of the vent shaft, sighing slightly before he went to go sit by the wall, calmly waiting.
"Ugh." Sonic mumbled as he continued to shimmy through the vent shaft, one foot at a time. The entire place had a disgusting smell that was musty and warm, and there were dozens of cobwebs lining everywhere. "I freakin' HATE spiders." He muttered as he kept going further. "It would be so much easier to move through this thing if it wasn't so hard for me to move my limbs...and I have to keep sucking in my gut or else I'll be stuck in place!" He added. "Times like this I wish I-"
He then realized what he had been about to say and then banged his head against the vent slightly, moaning in self-hate. "Guuuuhhhh...I said I was FAAAAAAAT..."
BA-BAAAAAAM! His body fell out of the vent shaft and landed on the floor of a hallway below. He just lay there for a moment, wishing to just die before he finally groaned and got up, dusting himself off. "I sometimes HATE my line of work so very...very...much..." He mumbled.
It was then that he noticed something odd. There were small, rectangular lights lining up and down the hallway. He frowned at this. "And this place is supposed to be abandoned. Abandoned my blue furry ASS." He mumbled.
Outside, Tails waited by the wall, calmly tapping his foot and looking up at the moon. He smiled slightly, closing his eyes as he bobbed his head and softly sang in his head. "There's a moon out toniiiight, oh-oh-oh-ooooh...that I've seen before...there's a girl-in-my-siiight, oh-oh-oh-ooooh...that I adooore..."
A form at the top of the wall grinned, its eyes glimmering like bright blue diamonds. If it could have, it would have sneered. Instead, it let out a horrifying set of laughter and jumped down at him as Tails looked up, eyes widening.
"AAAAAHHH-HA-HA-HA-HA-HAAAAA!"
Tails jumped away in time, gasping at the sight of a robot of many shades of orange and tannish/yellow looking at him with brightly lit bright blue eyes. It had orange "brass knuckles" on it's fists, and a strange helm on it's forehead. There was a golden egg-like thing in the center of it and two long and slightly wide prongs rising up, with two "wings" stretching out, making it almost look like some kind of spaceship was in the center of his forehead. He had three bright blue dots in the center of his vhest and...
...the eyes. Those eyes were haunting and mad and filled with a sadistic light. It was like somebody had bottled lightning into this thing, and it was bouncing around inside, desperate to get out. The thing giggled crazily as it looked Tails over. "Welly-welly-weeeeeell! What do we have here? Hee-hee. You sure are quick. This makes it fun."
"Who are you?" Tails asked, eyes widening in horror.
"Well, the name's Gizoid Mark II. Or rather, that's the name I go by when working." Mark II told him, flexing his fingers and smirking. "I'm going to take you apart piece by piece. So just relax...and uh...be sure to scream, won't you?" He asked calmly, his voice sounding much like the squealing of a chipmunk. He would have been humorous...
Then he rushed at Tails, and the fox knew this was no laughing matter.
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....it was an grand sort of room, with ironically pure ivory walls. There were dust-covered tapestries hanging down from the walls covered in Angelic script that, if translated, pertained to life magic and it's benefits. But that didn't draw Sonic's attention.
There was a beautiful crystal chandelier above the center of the room, and it twinkled in the light of the torches that were lit up around the area. Each crystal was of a different color, and it looked like a rainbow was suspended in midair. But THAT didn't draw Sonic's attention.
There was a feel around the place. A horrible, cold chill that gripped your very chest and would not let go. The entire place felt like some kind of freezer...and there were the unmistakable blood smears of living beings all over the ground in the center of the room.
...and most horrifyingly of all...there was a moat. A circular moat that had become stained with dry blood. The blood had apparently pooled out into the moat, forming a ring of blood around some poor soul in the middle of the room and-
THAT'S what drew Sonic's attention. "So this is how they made the Chaos Emeralds. Those sick, sick..." Sonic muttered.
"You don't know the half of it." A voice spoke up.
Sonic turned his head to see somebody entering the room. A robotic being of all shades of blue with a white/light tan chest and "mouth" region. He had a trident-shaped light blue helm on his forehead with a tan "egg" in the center, and three golden orbs in the center of his chest, matching the golden hue of his eyes.
"I don't know who you are. But being able to tell all that just by looking at it...not bad." The robot said, nodding his head.
"And you are?" Sonic wanted to know, raising an invisible eyebrow.
"Ah. I'm Gizoid Mark I. I serve as the "Watchdog" of this place. It is my duty to rid it of any intruders. I'm not allowed to let anybody who enters this place live." He held one fist up. "Don't think badly of me."
"I could say the same. Don't think badly of LOSING to a kid." Sonic laughed, clapping his hands together as swirling greenish/white light rushed around him and he hovered in the air, slightly off the ground.
"Well-well! You're a Metallurgist!" Gizoid Mark I commented. "Not bad! So..."
Suddenly he was right in Sonic's face, whispering. "Let us see what you've got."
His arm shot forward and Sonic barely ducked in time. Sonic swerved left and right dodging the rapid-fire strikes of Gizoid Mark I as the robot cried out with every punch. "He's fast..." Sonic thought to himself as the Gizoid suddenly leapt up and tried to kick Sonic in the face.
Sonic ducked underneath and slid away, rushing at the wall with the Gizoid Mark I chasing after him. He then leapt through the air, bouncing off the wall and hurtling at the robot, slamming his fist into the thing's cheek.
CRUDDA-CLAAAANG!
The thing let out a gasp of pain and held it's cheek, stumbling back, and Sonic stood there on the floor, holding his fist. He'd felt something...he'd not felt hard metal upon punching him, but...the flesh of a real being. It had only been for a moment, but...
"That feeling...that sixth sense that comes from being a Metallurgist..." Sonic muttered. "...hey. Tell me somethin'. You've got a SOUL in there...don'tcha? You ain't just a robot. I doubt you're a Shanazaran...so what's the deal?"
Gizoid Mark I tilted it's head, golden eyes blinking. "Well, well. I AM impressed." He told Sonic. "So I'm not the only one who had his soul bonded to a "doll"?" He remarked, looking amused.
"I happen to spar with a "doll" a lot like you all the time." Sonic said with a grin.
"Allow me to REINTRODUCE myself." The robot said. "The name "Gizoid, Mark I" is the name of the Shanazaran that died on Death Row some years ago...according to the public. In reality, my...associate and I...put him and his brother to death by using their souls to create a Chaos Emerald. Unfortunately there was a rebound...and since we'd failed to put up a good magical barrier around ourselves..."
"You were new employees, weren't you?" Sonic asked.
"VERY. Both he and I had our souls grafted to the robotic bodies of the very people we'd just sacrificed. My true name is Charybdis." Charybdis said.
"So they DID use this place to turn prisoners into Chaos Emeralds." Sonic muttered, looking disgusted. "You were willing to murder people just to gain power..."
"Well, yes."
"...you sure are being nice all of a sudden, telling me all this."
"I'm the sort of person who likes a bit of tension between fights." Charybdis commented, raising his palms up.
"How considerate. Don't suppose you'd be nice enough to let me go?" Sonic inquired with a grin.
"...do you really think a murderer is going to let his prey escape when he's right in front of him?" Charybdis asked quietly, eyes turned to dark golden slits. He held his fists up. "Ready thyself." He spoke solemnly.
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... "Awwww, I'm so excited! Little Venus is gonna be three years old in a few weeks!" Mighty practically yelled into the telephone. "Can't you believe it? Oh, I'm the proudest daddy on the block!" He told Shadow, a giddy expression on his face.
"Ugggggggghhhh." Shadow held the space between his eyes as he sat in his desk, trying to resist the urge to defy reality and send an ember through the other end of the phone. "I'm at WORK right now. Stop calling me to brag about your daughter! AND you're bragging on a military line!"
"I'm not just calling about my daughter." Mighty told Shadow.
"PHEW."
"Willie Mae and I are celebrating our anniversary this week! I'm getting it night, tightly, and ever-so-RIGHTLY!" Mighty proclaimed. "HOO-YEAH!"
"...actually, I have to respect that." Shadow admitted.
"Ah, but there's something else I need to talk about. Omega."
"...we haven't found him yet. His body's yet to turn up. And what bodies we HAVE found are so badly decomposed that..." Shadow frowned deeply, speaking quietly.
"I see."
"But, eventually, I should be able to lift that escort from the Metal Brotherhood."
"That's right. Knuckles is looking after them right?"
"Well, not just them. It's also-"
"THOSE LITTLE PRIIIIIIICKS!" Wave roared out, shaking her fist in the air as she held a bedsheet rope in her gloved hand, gripping it so tightly she almost tore them in two. "I THOUGHT it was too quiet in their room." She muttered balefully.
"Oh no." Jet moaned, holding his head and shaking it. "Knuckles is gonna tan our HIDE for this. He'll serve us up all crispy fried with mashed potatoes on the side!"
"Those little punks! Why can't they understand things from OUR point of view?!" Wave snarled. "Come on, let's get going!"
"Going where?" Jet wanted to know.
"Isn't it obvious where they went?" Wave told him as she put her goggles on, heading for the door. "They ran off to the Research Institute...the Fifth Laboratory!"
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...meanwhile, at the Fifth Laboratory, Sonic was fighting for his life against Charybdis, ducking and diving to avoid the "possessed" robot's strikes. He kept on ducking and swerving to avoid the attacks from the robot, who seemed unnaturally strong. Sonic managed to sweep his leg, knocking Charybdis through the air, then leaping up and slamming his fist into the robot.
Charybdis hit the ground, grunting as Sonic leapt away, fists seemingly on fire.
"Darn it..." Sonic thought to himself as he held his fists up, panting heavily. "My strikes aren't blasting him in half like they should be." He muttered. "Why-"
"Now listen, I did all the steps correctly, but Chaos appeared to me last night and said he wanted to test you. There's gonna be something of a handicap to your abilities." She informed Sonic as Tails, who had returned back to his normal appearance, looked himself over in the mirror, as Knuckles held a thumbs up in approval.
"Feels good...what's this "handicap"?" Sonic wanted to know as he did a few hand-stands in front of them all.
Amy brushed some of her hair out of her eyes. "You'll be able to heal faster from your wounds, but unfortunately some of your power had to be sacrificed." She informed him sagely, waving a finger in the air. "So BE-CAREFUL-OUT-THERE." She insisted.
"Darn it. I almost forgot about that." Sonic mumbled. "I have to finish this quickly or I'm through!"
Sonic clenched his fist, the rings upon his wrists glowing brightly. With a loud roar, he rushed forward, slicing at Charybdis's cheek, but missing. The robot thrust his fist forward, but Sonic held his arm up to block.
However, this led to the robot kicking him in the stomach. Sonic went flying back, gasping as the robot charged at him, fist held high. Sonic managed to jump away in time to avoid a serious blow, but he felt blood surge down the side of his head, and felt a clear injury near his temple.
"You sure are nimble for such a fat lil' hog." The robot commented. "
"DID YOU CALL ME FAT?!?" Sonic roared, shaking his fist in the air, ignoring the drip-drip-drip sound of his lifeblood splattering on the floor.
"Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!" Charybdis held his sides, laughing broadly. "You really have been making this enjoyable! I'm grateful to be able to fight somebody skilled as you. I do appreciate it." He told Sonic in a good-natured tone. "But unfortunately, you're in a lot of trouble. And if you were planning on having some outside help come in to aid you...well, my partner will keep anybody from coming to help you."
"Yeah, I guess my partner outside has his hands full. Tell me something. Your buddy...the one who got their soul shot into a robot like you...are they strong?" Sonic wanted to know, panting heavily, wiping some blood off his head.
"My beloved partner is strong. Though not as strong as I." Charybdis said calmly.
Sonic grinned, and then began to laugh, holding one gloved hand over his face.
"Oh? What's so amusing?"
"In all my years of fighting him...he's always managed to find some way to beat me!" Sonic laughed.
BA-THWOOOOMBA!
Gizoid Mark II was knocked through the air as Tails lowered his glowing hand, frowning.
"You little PEST!" Gizoid Mark II snarled. "Why won't you stay still and let me beat you into a pulp?!" He demanded to know, rushing forward and aiming a fist for Tails's head. Tails ducked and then kicked upward, knocking the Gizoid Mark II backwards through the air.
And as he hit the ground, he growled in pain. "GAAAAAH! Dang it! If I had my normal body back, I could at LEAST use my Metallurgy!"
"...normal...body?" Tails's eyes widened. "...you're...you're a "doll"?" He asked.
Gizoid Mark II stood up, dusting himself up. He gave Tails a look that was seemed to be a mad grin, his eyes alit like blue flame. "Allow me to fully reintroduce myself. Once upon a time..." The robot put a hand on his chest. "A young scientist and his lab partner decided to get involved in the government. They wanted to test new boundaries of science. And so they were given permission to create what had previously been only RUMORED of...the Chaos Emeralds!"
Tails frowned darkly. Oh REALLY?
"They were given subjects...the scum of the Earth...and that young scientist, named Scylla, was VERRRRY happy. Tomorrow, he thought to himself, they would finally be able to create a Chaos Emerald. But a TERRIBLE accident occurred. And he and his partner found themselves trapped in the REPULSIVE bodies of the prisoners whose souls had just become a Chaos Emerald! Trapped in a body of steel instead of flesh...unable to feel...to breathe..." He placed a hand upon his chest.
"To love..."
And suddenly a horrifying realization came to Tails. "You're not a GUY." He realized.
"No. I'm NOT." Scylla said. "I was a GIRL. And Charybdis...was more than my lab partner." He commented. "She was my partner for LIFE."
"So I'm not alone, then." Tails commented.
"Alone?" Scylla commented.
Tails took off his wrist rings, and Scylla was suddenly made very clearly aware that she was looking down a doll. "What the?! What the hell are you?!" She asked.
"I'm a "doll" like you and your partner. My brother got my soul bonded to this doll to save me from oblivion."
Scylla began to giggle insanely. "Ohhhhh how SWEEEEET." She crooned. "Brotherly love really is such a beautiful thing..."
Her eyes glinted. "Even if it's all BULLSHIT." She laughed.
"Wh-what are you talking about?" Tails wanted to know.
"My dear boy, how do you "know" you were a real person at all? Could one not create memories...and put them in a doll? Magic can do so many things." She told Tails. "How do you know that you're not just a doll...but a PUPPET?"
"That's not true!" Tails insisted, clenching his fists. "I KNOW I was Miles Prower!"
"You were never alive to begin with!"
"Oh yeah?! How do YOU know you were a real person yourself, you big-"
"HEY!" The guard from the front gate had heard the fight and was now behind Scylla, holding a gun up. "Both of you, free-"
Scylla twirled around, leg held up. A single kick knocked his head clear off, and blood splurted out of the neck stump. The body swayed slightly, then fell to the ground as Scylla calmly turned arund, blood splattered over her face, looking unmistakably amused.
"Simple, sweetie-pie. Feeling this ghost of the sensation of blood splatter on me...the cries and howls of the dying...that alone gives me belief that I was a person before I was THIS." She said, pointing at herself. "I kill...therefore...I AM!" She told him, howling with laughter. "That alone is proof enough for me!"
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... "Ahhhh. A BROTHER, eh? Bringing your baby brother with you out on an "extra special field trip"?" Charybdis remarked. "Hmm. Well, I suppose I'll have to finish you quickly."
Sonic panted a few times as he turned his head to look to the right, then grinned. "Tails, NOW!"
Charybdis turned his head to the side. "What the?!"
Nobody was there.
BANG!
A good kick knocked his head clean off and Sonic grinned, lowering his fist and calmly walking over to Charybdis's head, picking it up.
"Cheap shot." The robot snapped.
"There's no such thing as "off limits" in a fight to the death." Sonic commented. "Now then...how about you start talking about who was behind all of this?"
"I can't do that."
"Oya-oya!" Sonic warned him, giving him an evil grin. "The beaten dog doesn't get to growl back."
"This "beaten dog" has some teeth left in his bite." Charybdis told him coldly.
SCHA-BAAAAAM! A fist knocked Sonic backwards through the air and he fell to the ground, heaving and coughing as some blood poured down the back of his back. "What...the?!" He gasped, turning around to see the body of Charybdis standing by the head, hands held on hips.
"Let me introduce myself anew. I was once a brilliant female scientist and me and my life partner DID attempt to create a chaos emerald using two Shanazarans. Truth is, due to the rebound, there were some...side...effects. For my partner...she went batshit insane. For me...the soul that should have been combined with the other to make a chaos emerald...remained within the body...and I was trapped inside with it. We could do nothing...until, at long last, we managed to make peace with each other." Charybdis explained.
"If only to keep ourselves from being turned to scrap." Gizoid Mark II told Sonic.
"That was a dirty thing to keep from me!" Sonic snapped.
"What happened to "there's no such thing as fighting dirty", oh "Hog of the Military"?" Gizoid Mark II sniggered, the headless body holding its fists back up. It then rushed forward, throwing rapid-fire kicks at Sonic, forcing the blue-furred hedgehog back further and further. "I'm-not-going-to-give-you-time-for-a-healing-spell!" Gizoid Mark II informed the hedgehog eagerly.
The kicks felt like somebody was hitting him over and over with a steel rod. He gasped in pain as he was constantly assaulted, forced further away from the center of the room before Gizoid Mark II finally spun around and with a harsh SCHUDDA-THWAM knocked Sonic into the wall. The hedgehog slid down it, blood dripping down from the top of his head, his shoulder and across his chest.
"This...this ain't good...I'm gonna die...I'm gonna die..." Sonic thought to himself.
Die...DIE...
"Are you going to kill him too?"
An idea hit him. Sonic's fist clenched tightly as Gizoid Mark II aimed a punch at his head. "Now I END this!"
Sonic caught the fist. His arm buckled...but then he grinned.
With that a blast of greenish energy surged from Sonic's hand and through the robot, and it was blasted into two pieces, the top half sent flying through the air to land some distance to the right of Sonic. The other half dropped to the ground as Sonic lowered his hand, heavily panting, some bloody spit dribbling out of his mouth.
"Almost forgot." He commented. "Wind magic involves air pressure. I increased it inside of your body when my fist came into contact with you. Blasted you apart the same way dark energy swells can blast the body apart just as easily."
"Guuuuuhhhh..." The Gizoid Mark II moaned as Sonic gasped. The thing was still alive?!
"AAA! There's not THREE souls bonded to you, is there? Am I gonna get attacked by your feet?" Sonic yelled, his body resting against the wall.
"Ahhh, no." Charybdis said firmly. "You've won fair and square. I can barely believe it."
"YOU can barely believe it?!" The Gizoid muttered. "We never had a problem with intruders before! GOD I hate your attitude sometimes!"
"Do I talk about how you like to fantasize about cars? DO I? No. No, I do NOT." Charybdis snapped back. "Go ahead. Finish us off, kid. Vaporize our bodies."
"I don't DO murder." Sonic said firmly. "Not even to scum."
"...murder?" Charybdis commented. "You consider us to actually have value to our lives? With bodies like these?"
"If I didn't consider you to be a person, then that means I wouldn't consider my BROTHER to be a person." Sonic told him firmly.
"C'mon little "boy"!" Scylla laughed as she tried to force Tails to his knees. "Don't resist! It won't hurt!...MUCH."
"I am not a PUPPET!"
"SURE you aren't!" Scylla sneered. "Of course, there's an easy enough way to prove it. Let me rip your body to chunks! If you die, then you were real! I'll be MORE than happy to do it FOR you!"
"You're MAD!" Tails screamed back.
"I'm not mad, silly! I'm out of my fucking MIND! AND IIIII LIKE IT!" Scylla howled.
It was then that two things soared through the air. ARROWS.
SCHUPPA-SCHUP!
Scylla reeled away, two arrows of burning plasma stuck in her side as Tails turned his head to see Jet and Wave lowering two silver-plated crossbows, another plasma arrow loaded into the bowstring. "Back off, you creepy thing!"
"You mean ME?" Tails asked.
"You're not creepy to US, fox boy." Wave laughed.
"We mean the ORANGE creepy thing!" Jet told him.
"Oh great. More company. This is annoying." Scylla muttered.
"My brother's a real person. And so are you in my eyes." Sonic insisted, taking deep breaths.
"...heh...heh-heh-heh." Charybdis chuckled.
"What is it?" Gizoid Mark II asked.
"It's just...you...showing compassion to us...there's no logic to it...I just...heh." Charybdis finally sighed. "Tell you what. You've earned it. I'll tell you everything I know about this place. About the one who sought to become a God of Science..."
And then Charybdis's head was impaled by thick, eggplant-colored strands of hair, lifted into the air. She gasped in horror as her impaled head was brought to the enormously bushy/thick locks above a female hedgehog's head. Sonic watched in horror as the skull vanished into the hair, and MUNCHING sounds were head as the female hedgehog covered her mouth, then let out a small burp, the egg-shaped thing from Charybdis's helm flying out of her maw. "Oops. 'Scuse me." She said.
"YOU SICK LITTLE!!!" Gizoid Mark II screamed, trying to crawl towards her in a blaze of fury. "I'll-I'll turn you...I'm gonna turn you inside-"
There was a loud, high-pitched whine and Sonic looked up to see a form hovering in the air, aiming a glowing, metal-clawed hand down. He gasped as the poor robot was oblitered on the spot...only a dusty imprint left behind to indicate he'd ever been there. The robotic form that had destroyed him touched down onto the ground, his red jetpack retreating into his back as he looked at Sonic...
Looked at Sonic with a form too eerily familiar to his own...
"Well THAT was close. Disgusting little things. Almost killed off our important sacrifice!" The being said.
"ALMOST being the key word, Metal." The female hedgehog told him.
"Don't bug me, Sonia." Metal waved a hand in the air. "...well, well." He looked over at Sonic. "Looks like the Blue Bubblebutt is here as well." He commented with a nasty, gleeful tone. "What's with that look? You don't LIKE how we do business?"
"Who the hell are you people?!" Sonic snarled. "What do you mean by "sacrifice"?"
"Well, well..." Metal said, leaning in close to the heaving, panting Sonic. "Bubblebutt's getting MAD."
"Shut...up...you metal FAKER..." Sonic snarled.
"Make me, bubblebutt."
"I WILL you stinkin'..." Sonic aimed a punch at Metal...and it just went "PLOMP" against his chest. He blinked and tried to throw another punch. PLOMP. His arms had no strength in them. He groaned as his arms swung back and forth, out of "juice".
"SOMEBODY'S having "technical difficulties"." Sonia remarked.
"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!" Sonic groaned, waving his arms in the air, whacking the useless limbs against Metal's chest.
"Say goodnight, floppy." Metal commented snidely.
THWONKA! Sonic was kneed in the gut and hit the ground as Metal stood over him, and if he could have, the robot would have sneered. "You're getting off lucky, bubblebutt.
"You remember, we LET you live." Sonia commented coldly. "...hmm. We can't have this guy visiting this place again." She remarked, rubbing her chin.
"Let's burn it down. Burn it to the GROUND."
