(Infinite's View)
(Personal Room)
(One Week Later)
(20 Miles away from the Forest Planet)
Luna's tougher, mentally and physically, and smarter than I originally thought. For two weeks now, I've attempted to pry her past out of her, but the three (most of the time two) answers I always get simultaneously are: tears from her non-blinded eye, verbal backlash and the occasional physical backlash. Now knowing that it'll take more than threats to get her past out of her, for my benefit of slightly manipulating her (I don't want her to realize the manipulation part; she might be smart enough to realize my plan if I attempt to manipulate her fully.) Why do I want to manipulate her?
I need someone that I can trust, and if I can make her trust me completely and not protest against my decisions, I know I can trust her for anything. On the other hand, I don't want her, necessarily, to be my friend. That's because I don't want to be betrayed. I don't want to be hurt emotionally. In fact, one of the things I realized by betrayal is that the saddest thing about betrayal is that it never comes from your enemies. Making her more of a sidekick than a friend will prevent that from happening.
Anyways, I am training in my personal room, which, this time, isn't connected to Luna's by a wall. I've been training with my sword, plus the gymnastic aspect (flips and corkscrews in the air) for around two hours now. When I actually realize this when I look at the digital clock on my nightstand. With a heavy exhale, I sheathe my sword into its sheathe, set it to lean on the edge of the end of my bed, sling a white towel over my neck and walk to the personal water cooler in my room. I requested this from Eggman so I don't have to walk all the way to the kitchen, which is near Luna's room. I don't want to walk all that way so I don't run into Luna with my mask off. She still doesn't deserve to see my face.
Slipping my mask onto my forehead, I wipe the dripping sweat off my forehead and chug down the whole water bottle. Wiping my mouth with my arm, I slip my mask back on and walk to the door only to be greeted by the door swinging open. With my quick-reflexes, I manage to jump back. Eggman, standing before me, narrows his eyes, his lip being bitten.
"Please tell me you know where Luna is, Infinite." He scowls. I scoff. "No. I don't. She's not my responsibility, Doctor." I snarl. Eggman turns his head to the door. "Of course. I should have expected an answer like that." He grunts, walking out. I take a step to him. "And why exactly do you want Luna?"
"Why should you care?"
"I don't."
"Then why?"
"Just curious."
"Hmph. Fine. There's a reading on the radar that something's near us. All I can find near the radar's location is a black cloud. Something has to be hiding in there, and since Luna has-." He begins, but I intercede. "Night-vision, she can look right through it. Why don't you look for her Doctor?" I ask. Eggman scoffs. "I did! Why would I come to you if I didn't look for her in the first place?!" He booms. Narrowing my eyes, I push him out of my way. "Fine. I'll look for her." I snarl, walking out of my room, heading down the hallway to her room. Eggman catches up to me as I grow near Luna's room. Before long, as I make it halfway, I can hear a guitar roaring from her room's direction. I glare at Eggman. "I think I found her."
"But…I already looked in her room." He comments.
"Well she's obviously back in it." I reply in a scowl, continuing our walk. With every step, the guitar, and now words being screamed, comes to our ears. Before long, with Eggman covering his ears from the rock music, which is literally, but slightly, vibrating the floor, I kick Luna's door open. The music, in its mighty blare, seems to double in volume. Luna, as I open the door, is punching and kicking a punching bag. Her ears have orange, foam ear plugs inside. Her mouth is moving to the words of the song, which is repeating "Burn it down!" over and over. With a grunt, I walk to her boom box, shutting it off. Luna snaps around to me.
"Dude! That was my favorite song! Why in the hell did you turn it off, man?!" She shouts. I scoff. "Eggman was lookin' for you. He needs you to use your night vision for something." I say, turning around. "And now, I'm leaving." I snarl. However, Eggman's hand grabs my shoulder. "No, you're not. The radar says whatever is in that dark cloud is enormous."
"So?"
"So, if it's a spaceship or somethin' along those lines, I need you two for the destruction of that ship." He says, releasing his grip on my shoulder. I exhale an annoyed breath out of my nose. "…Fine. This better not be a waste of my time." I snarl, walking in front of them. Luna and Eggman soon catch up to my side. Luna shakes her head. Eggman looks to her, puzzled. "Luna?"
"It's nothing. I just don't understand why you don't have a night vision system installed in this ship." She snarls. Eggman chuckles nervously, rubbing his bald head. "Well, I knew you were coming…so I thought you'd be my night vision."
"YOU THOUGHT WHAT?!" She booms, unsheathing her sword. "Egghead, I am not a tool! I'm not here for your convenience! You should have kept that a-!" She begins to say "secret", but an explosive sound rockets through the ship. Eggman dashes off to the cockpit, quickly followed by me and Luna. Luna, pushing Eggman to the side, activates her night vision.
She suddenly becomes enraged.
"YOU IDIOTS!" She screams, turning to us. "HOW DID YOU GUYS NOT SEE THIS COMING?!"
"See what coming?" Eggman asks.
"It's the flippin' Blue Typhoon! It's Sonic and his friends' ship! They found us!"