Unionship
She couldn't help but to hold up the frilly panty and stocky combo in front of her. In the corner of the shop, she took brief glances toward the entrance and exits. What if someone she knew were to walk in on her right now, and see her buying such scandalous clothing? The pink hedgehog would die of embarrassment. Then again, the thought also excited her. She couldn't help but to giggle as she stuffed her face behind one of the many aisles. The chime of the stores bell echoed aloud.
These cloaked beings, shrouded in mystery, stepped into the store. The pink hedgehog gazed upon them in curiosity; finding their choice in clothing to be odd. She thought nothing of it, however, for the hedgehog dressed in a similar fashion when she first started coming to this store. But a group of four was an interesting group indeed. She felt quite uneasy with them around. In spite of her earlier thoughts, these individuals didn't look like they were browsing for frilly fabrics. They were instead, paying close attention to the changing rooms in the back. So what were they? Perverts? Possibly, but she wouldn't let them get away with it. Her friend was in one of those rooms.
The hedgehog stepped away from the clothing line, in order to stop the movements of one of these beings. She was already angry, though she hadn't started spouting fumes. Her fists were on her hips, and she was hunched over. Despite the belittling, nearly motherly, disposition she had taken, the pink hedgehog didn't stop the person she set out to derail. She couldn't even get a good look at them either.
The cloaked being shoved past her shoulder, knocking her back. The hedgehog couldn't believe that happened. It was as if she weren't even there. Being treated like nothing, it made her anger grow a few levels. She grasped the handle of her beloved hammer, and readied it at her side. But before she could swing the weapon, or even withdraw it, her slender arm was gripped by another. She turned up and away to face this person, only to see yet another cloaked being. His grip clenched, making her wince. With one eye open, and the other close, the hedgehog got a defined image of this being.
He was orange, with shining blue eyes. Seeing him made her eyes widen in shock. She had seen this being before, but he had died so long ago. So what was he doing now? She mouthed out his name.
"Emerl?"
Indeed, it was a Gizoid. But it was not the one she remembered. The robot's blue eyes never once wavered. It had no compassion for the girl it held onto. In fact, the machine held only malice. With great ease, the Gizoid lifted the pink hedgehog. She tried to call, but a fist quickly lodged itself into her gut. All the air was taken from her with that one, single, punch. The next attack seemed to be equally as unnecessary. The Gizoid slammed its elbow upon its victim, slamming her into the earth. She was out cold, as if it were necessary to say.
The Gizoid shifted his attention toward the woman at the counter. Her eyes were wide with horror, as she had witnessed the display before her. The three cloaked beings in the room removed their hoods, showing that they all looked identical. All were orange, all had blue eyes, all were Gizoids. And all were deadly. The lead Gizoid stepped toward the clerk, his fist raised high. It wouldn't be all that hard to end the woman who stood before him. She was, after all, collateral damage.
He never got the chance, for his head was blown clean off. His body stood tall, despite its lack of a head, as loose wires sparked from its neck. It fell soon after, and collapsed onto the earth. The three remaining Gizoids stared toward their fallen comrade. Then, in unison, their heads laid upon the door at the end of the shop. More bullets spread from the wooden entryway, causing the Gizoids to dash about. These bullets tore through the entire store with ease, destroying clothing worth thousands, and the front window as well. As glass sprinkled upon the landed, the door finally crumbled into pieces.
A titanic robot stepped into the room, one that dwarfed the Gizoid's in size. Black and red, it held the Greek symbol for Omega on its shoulders. The machine's hands were Gatling guns, and those Gatling guns were howling through the wind. Fire blared from its individual barrels, bullet casings fell onto the ground, while sharp led pierced the land. His aim was spot on, tracing the dashing antics of the Gizoids, and missing anyone who wasn't his foe. Unfortunately, the Gizoids were fast and dodged his attacks with ease. He never loosened his attack, however.
"Omega!" the orange echidna behind him yelled, "Omega!? What is going on!?"
"Unknown personnel of destructive origins have arrived!" the brutal machine answered, "I am only relieving them of their lives!" his head spun around to meet her face, "I recommend you stay put, Tikal! Or else!"
Before she could reply, he turned back to strike his foes. Their evasive maneuvers were impressive, but not enough. He continued to rain bullets on their positions, while he dashed around himself. The thrusters on the back of his body helped him skirt around the demolished store with ease. When one Gizoid appeared at his backside, the destructive robot rotated his body by its waist, and struck with a powerful punch. The strike sent his assailant into the wall, where it crashed into the neighboring store. Shifting his vision to the remaining two Gizoids, Omega withdrew his Gatling gun. Instead, he aimed the gaping darkness of his arm at his foes, revealing a rocket within.
The front end of the store erupted into a magnificent blaze.
…
"Do you want some tea?"
The overzealous doctor stared upon the doctor before him, his body quaking. There was a glass before him, one filled with the light brown substance the dictator spoke of. Not wanted to try the hand of the egg-shaped man, the albino echidna stretched forward to grab the glass. He slowly brought it up to his lips, and took a sip. It was truly pointless, as his robotic body could no longer smell, or feel, or taste, for that matter.
"Good boy," the demented dictator commented with a smile, as the echidna placed back down the cup of tea, "Now, tell me who you are Doctor, uh, Finitevus..."
The echidna straightened himself up. Before him sat the very darkened soul of the world, Doctor Ivo Robotnik. He and the great mustachio fiend sat in a room extremely different from his usual fair. It held an old-fashioned, homey style. A red rug laid beneath the furniture pieces, expertly covering the metal flooring. A fire-place was burning lightly a few meters away. Dr. Finitevus and his human counterpart sat near a table, which was in the exact center of the room. Great windows were around, showing the massive land that was Genocide City. The two weren't alone in the room though, for Metal Sonic was only a few feet away. And he was keeping a watchful eye over the echidna before him.
There was so much tension in the air, it was mind-numbing. Dr. Robotnik's smile belied a painful end for the echidna, and they both knew it. If Finitevus wanted to survive this exchange, and come out on the winning side, he'd need to use his brains more than ever.
"Finitevus," Ivo murmured, "Your arm, Finitevus, does it hurt?"
His commented was a snarky and teasing one, for Finitevus lacked an arm. The arm which was destroyed by Metal Sonic's laser was hidden behind the albino's echidna, though he still quaked from the pain of his missing limb. His super computer brain worked to settle the struggles within, but that would come at a different time.
"Like I said," the echidna murmured, "I have a proposition for you, Robotnik," he shuttered, "One you'd be foolish to take..."
"And what would that be?" Ivo inquired, "And why would I be a fool to take it? If anyone is the fool here it is," he pointed, "You..."
"Don't give me that," Finitevus grumbled in pain, "What I have for you is very important..."
"And what do you have for the man who has everything?"
"You say you have everything," Finitevus chuckled, "But power."
"What did you say!?" the doctor roared.
Robotnik stretched forward to grip Finitevus' collar. From behind, Metal Sonic readied himself to strike down the echidna. Despite the level of danger he was in, he retained this cocky, almost uppity, smile.
"You say you have everything, Ivo," Finitevus continued, "But you lack the driving for to take the world. Time after time, your efforts are ruined by a blue hedgehog, and his ridiculous friends!" Ivo nodded, seeming to agree with Finitevus' words, though he didn't like it, "Only a few times have you come close to victory, only for it to blow up in your face. But not any more..."
"And how so can you help me?" Robotnik inquired as he released his hold on Finitevus' collar.
"Simple..." he started to chuckle, "I can get you an unlimited supply of Gizoids. As much as you could ever want."
"Gizoids?" the dictator said shocked, "As in... thee Gizoids. Much like Emerl?"
"Indeed, Ivo..." Finitevus said as he took yet another sip of his tea, "Imagine, a world where you have an army of Gizoids, and army who learns everything about their enemies, and could easily destroy them. Sonic had trouble keeping a control over one Gizoid, imagine what an entire armada could do to him and his friends."
As much as it detested the Eggman, he couldn't help to agree. What could an army of Gizoids do to Sonic and his friends? Destroy them where they stand. His Phi robots were impressive, the doctor couldn't disagree with that, but they were nothing compared to the real deal. And Finitevus claimed he could supply him with as much as he pleased.
"And how do I know I can trust you?" the dictator asked, "What business do you have with Gizoids?"
"Simple," Finitevus replied, "I am the man who first created the Gizoids..." his words made Robotnik pull back in distrust, making the echidna chuckle, "I am Doctor Finitevus, the original creator of the Gizoids. I made them thousands of years ago when I was apart of the Nocturnus Tribe," he glanced up into Eggman's still shocked face, "You have little reason to distrust me, Ivo. I am, after all, an echidna. And let's be honest, how many echidnas have you seen, save for the one?"
Robotnik gazed up and away whilst thinking about a certain red echidna which constantly got on his nerves. So far, thing were adding up for Finitevus. He was an echidna, a robotic echidna no less, and the dictator knew of no other scientist which could create a being like him. But there was one issue with this web of words.
"What do you want?" Eggman asked next.
"Simple..." Finitevus replied, "I want the incubation chamber you created to hold Chaos..." he glanced up, "And you can do that for me."
…
She pulled her head through the top of the water. A hard sigh escaped her lips, as she peered up to the forest sky. It was night, the darkness was expansive, the stars were beautiful. Illuminated flies fluttered around in the air, bringing light and life to the darkened atmosphere. She couldn't help but to enjoy the sights of it all, though she was usually indifferent.
How many days had she spent here? She watched the sun rise and lower constantly, but she wasn't sure if it was natural or not. Being on a floating island, the sun and moon appeared to have its own magical cycle of rising and lowering. From that simple thought alone, she surmised she had been here about three days already. And in those three days, she had seen more than she ever did in her entire life. An icy metropolis, a searing desert, grassy fields for as far as the eye can see, and ruins from thousands of years ago. It was such a change from the usual darkened atmosphere of here underwater home. And she had one person to thank for all of this...
Julie-Su finally stepped out of the lakeside. She was completely naked, though she picked up a towel from the grass. Drying herself off, she took the time to enjoy her moment of solitude. They would go searching for Chaos soon, but not now.
"Hungry?" his voice echoed from overhead, as he dropped a berries from the treetop.
The magenta echidna looked up, as she watched the fruit drop. She saw his leg dangle over the tree branch, while he gazed nonchalantly into the distance. Julie couldn't believe it, as she stared up with her mouth agape. The echidna thought she was alone for the longest, but it was now obvious she thought wrong. Just how long was Knuckles sitting there? Did he watch as she bathed herself.
"Knuckles!?" she yelled as she tried fervently to cover herself, "What the hell!? How long have you been here?"
"I dunno," the echidna answered with a yawn, "How long have you been here? An hour? Then I've been here for half an hour."
"I thought you left to find something to eat!?" Julie barked.
"And I did," he replied, "That's why I've been sitting here for half and hour. The other half was spent searching for food," he let out another yawn, before glancing down to her, "Why are you so defensive? And what's up with your face? It's as red as mine."
"I don't know!?" she answered sarcastically, "Maybe it's because a peeping tom was watching me bathe!"
He rose an eyebrow. Obviously, the term of 'peeping tom' was lost with him, for he had no idea what she just said. He could still figure out what got her so riled up, however.
"Oh, I see," he commented with a sigh, "You're mad because you're naked, aren't you?"
"Now you notice it!?" she barked, "Did you watch me you pervert!?"
His vision squinted. 'Peeping tom' was unknown to him, but 'pervert', wasn't.
"How dare you call me a pervert?" he remarked with annoyance, "I swear, I do not understand you people."
"You people?" she replied.
"Yes, you people," he hopped down from the tree, "You under-dwellers, that's what I call you, anyway. I swear, you are so preoccupied with your looks, when they seemingly mean nothing," he shook his head, "Why are you trying to hide your naked self, is it not natural?"
She punched him, hard. Her fist dove into his face, and sent him back. He was so surprised by the hit, he didn't attempt to strike back. He instead focused on her hit.
"Don't try to make excuses for yourself!" she roared.
But, once again, Knuckles focused on the punch to his nose. Boy, did it hurt.
"Nice punch there," he commented as he got to his feet, seemingly ignoring the conversation they had before, "Where'd you get a straight like that?"
"Are you thick-headed?" she replied, "What track does your mind run on?"
"Eh, you're right," he turned around and faced down the forest, "Let's get some sleep, we gotta go lookin' for Chaos in the morning. And after today," he cracked his neck and back, "I think I've deserved a little R&R..."
He started walking off deeper into the forest, eventually being swallowed by the trees and bushes. Julie lingered behind, her arms covering her chest and legs respectively. There was something about that echidna which pissed her off, yet something that also attracted her to him. He seemed so natural, if she dare said so herself. While she had various pieces of technology to help her get from Point A to Point B, he used only his body. Dare she say, the echidna was jealous? Possibly, but she sure as hell wouldn't admit it.
"Hey Knuckles..." she called as she followed him into the forest.
"What?" he called from within.
"I wanna ask you something..."
"And what is that?" he inquired.
"Who are we?" she gazed around the forest, looking for her ally, "I mean, as a people? Who are we echidnas?"
He fell from the canopies of the trees, landing into the grass near her. She jumped from his sudden fall, but calmed down soon enough.
"So you wanna know about us, huh?" he crossed his arms, "Didn't your father tell you about us?"
"Not really..." she pouted her lip, "He's very secretive about our history."
"I wonder why that is..." the echidna thought on the subject for a while, but ultimately shrugged it off. After taking a few steps away, he made a slight gesture with his fingers, "Then follow me, and I'll tell you everything you'd want to know, but first..." his face turned red, "Get dressed, I'm not sure how much longer I can contain myself."
She kicked him.
…
The flames continued to fume from the front window. The Gizoids blown away from the missile strike struggled to get to their feet. He leaped from the window of the store, landing heavily onto the sidewalk. His body cracked the ground and triggered a slight tremor through the air. It was like a car fell upon the earth from above. The two Gizoids on the street gazed up to the psychopathic robot, his name, E-123 Omega.
The murderous machines claws receded into his body, being replaced by darkness. It was similar to his rocket launcher, but different as well. He aimed this shadows of his arm barrels toward his foes, and fired. Flames spread through the gaping darkness, dousing the land with blistering heat. Those who weren't running before definitely were running now. They had good reason too; the combatants were not above injuring civilians.
Suddenly, a Gizoid leaped upon Omega's back. It was the same one he had thrown through the wall, and had thought was destroyed. Never the less, Omega caused his claws to return and grabbed the Gizoid by its body. He pulled it over his head then slammed it into the hard concrete earth, causing cracks and rumbles to echo out. The Gizoid's blue eyes dimmed off, fading into a grey color. But Omega wasn't pleased. His claw tore through its chest, separating the processing board which kept it alive.
It was unlike anything he had ever seen before. The machinery appeared to be thousands of years old, yet it was more powerful than anything he had ever seen before. Well, almost, it wasn't more powerful than him, of course.
Two Gizoids were down, two were left. Omega was more powerful, they realized that now. He was no ordinary machine, if that wasn't obvious before. If they planed on victory, they needed to up their game. Specifically, they needed to do what Gizoids do best. Their eyes turned green. Omega stopped suddenly, his eyes also turning green. Scanning his foes, he realized what they were doing. They were copying him.
He quickly fired rockets at them. The shimmering missiles flew high, then dropped down upon them. The land before Omega erupted into flames, creating a whole between the roads above and the sewer systems below. When the dust settled however, the Gizoid's remained. One's arms were replaced by great bulky, black and red arms with claws, much like Omega. The other Gizoid's arms were replaced with rocket launchers, much like Omega's as well. Before the titanic machine knew it, he was fending off attacks of his own origins.
"Amy! Amy!" Tikal called as she shook her unconscious friend.
A sudden explosion shook the ground, making her duck down to her friend's body. Pulling back up, she watched as the pink hedgehog beneath her struggled to regained consciousness. After a few seconds, Amy pulled herself up, but not without a killer headache of course.
"Ouch, Tikal?" she whispered while looking at her, "Ugh... what happened?"
The hedgehog stared passed her friend, in order to get a better view of the area around her. It was a disaster. Clothing, worth thousands, was torn or on fire, and the store itself was a general mess. Singe marks, bullet holes, bullet cases, glass, they were everywhere! Amy truly did not envy the person who had to clean this catastrophe up.
"Tikal, Omega's outside fighting people..." the echidna shook her head, "We have to help him!"
"Fighting who?" Amy asked, "Eggman? Did he attack or something?"
"No," Tikal replied, "These orange things, I think..." she grew terrified, "I think they were... Gizoids."
Amy had no idea what a 'Gizoid' was, but she knew what she saw. That machine was the splitting image of Emerl. It wasn't the first time she saw a being reminiscent of her 'son', but that didn't make it any better. Struggling to her toes, the pink hedgehog peered out the window to see Omega clash with the Gizoid fiends. With every action he performed, they would copy with great ease. It was disturbing. How strong could these monsters get?
"This is bad..." the hedgehog remarked.
"Amy what do we do?" Tikal inquired.
"Well, you stay here," she got to her feet and withdrew her hammer, "I don't want you to get hurt, Tikal..."
Before the echidna could object, she ran off and leaped through the window. Omega struck one the Gizoid's away, only to have a flame douse his back. Spinning back, he counter attacked with a hail a bullets. With his concentration on one foe, the other stood to strike him in the back. The Gizoid lifted the claws it held, and leaped forward. Before it could strike however, a hammer slammed into his face. The Gizoid was sent crashing into the street, where it quickly recoiled.
"Why are you here?" Omega asked of Amy.
"What!? Shouldn't you be happy I'm helping!?" she asked back.
"Not really," he turned to face her, "Take Tikal and leave," he turned back around, "That is an order..."
Once again preparing his Gatling guns, Omega marched off to face one of the Gizoids. But of course, Amy ignored his commands. Turning back around, she leaped for the Gizoid she struck earlier. With great ease, he dodged her strike. Amy would have chased him, but a massive ringing in her head stopped her. She wasn't just fighting a Gizoid, she was also fighting a headache. Within this moment of weakness, the Gizoid struck at her with a claw. Somehow, she dodged the strike; only a few blades of her pink hair was severed. Falling on her back, Amy quickly recoiled, dodging a strike which would have impaled her.
Now Amy was regretting her actions. The hedgehog wished she listened to Omega's commands, instead of continuing on this ill-fated battle. It looked like this beast would tear her asunder, and without a moment's hesitation. Speaking of which...
The Gizoid swiped the massive claws it had at Amy's head. She constantly leaped back and away, dodging the strikes just barely. Somehow, she was able to strike the Gizoid away with her hammer, but not without falling on her butt as well. Gripping her head, she tried to stop the painful ringing inside. It wasn't working, unfortunately enough.
Her body was suddenly engulfed in a shadow, making her gaze up. The Gizoid with the claw arms was falling upon her. Before the blade could strike her however, she was scooped up in the arms of another. Gazing up, she found Omega's red eyes glaring back.
"What did I tell you..." he stated, but less in a questioning way, "Leave! You are in no condition to battle."
"But I can't just leave you, Omega..." she responded with her mind throbbing.
"It is better for all involved," he answered, "Now go, and take Tikal with you."
She got to her feet, all though with a woozy quaking. The hedgehog understood Omega's words, and could feel the urgency rumbling through it. Nodding, she began to walk off.
Only for a claw to rip through his chest.
Metal pieces flew from Omega's body, as a sterling silver claw impaled him. The robot cried in pain, while wires danced and sparked from his body. He tried to shake his foe off, but the Gizoid would not be disbarred. It wrenched its claw deeper into Omega's body, causing even more machinery to fly. Finally, E-123 struck him with his arm, dislodging his foe from his body. He stood for a few moments after, only to fall hard onto the ground. Amy quickly clenched his body; watching as his head spun around in circles. Now she was really feeling pointless. Because of her actions, Omega was dying. And the Gizoids were moving forward.
"Okay you win!" Amy said as she waved her hand, "Just go away!"
But they wouldn't leave, not until she and he were dead.
"Run..." Omega ordered, "Or... else-else-else..."
His body was glitching, thanks to the injury he sustained. But Amy lingered behind. She knew the fate of robots she left. That is, self-destruction.
"Please leave!" Tikal's voice pleaded.
She suddenly ran between her friends and their enemies. The Gizoids stopped suddenly, while she stretched her arms out. She wouldn't let her friends be hurt.
"It's... It's me you want, right?" she asked as she shook her head, "I'm that... eight Chaos Emerald everyone keeps talking about, right? I'm the one you want so..." she closed her eyes, "Just take me! Stop hurting Amy and Omega!"
But they pressed on...
…
He threw a kick toward the air, one that easily cut through the silence. Stepping back, he eyed the imaginary foe he was face. Jutting left and right, he countered with punches and kicks, all of which with expert speed and skills. Just seeing his own actions was enough to bring a smile to his face. It didn't bring a smile to the being behind him.
"Sonic, can you stop?" Tails inquired from behind with raised shoulders.
The blue hedgehog glanced over at his two-tailed friend, gaining a smirk from his words.
"What's the matter?" he asked with a chuckle, "Can't stand the sound of it?"
"Not really..." Miles replied as his eyes settled on the TV screen before him, "Why don't you go home and train? Besides you should really calm down, Sonic. You still have a cast and a leg brace."
"That may be true," Sonic answered as he punched through the air, "But there's a method behind my madness," he threw another kick, "You see Tails, your home here has the best video technology in the world," he threw a series of punches, all with grunts, "When I'm here, I'm super safe!" he performed an axe kick, "Amy left earlier today, and I know its only a matter of time before she comes back," he spun around to gain some momentum, "If I'm here, I'd know how close she gets, and thus can run away before she gets anywhere near me," he stopped to take a battling pose, "Besides, I need to be prepared Tails. That echidna I fought, the albino one, he made me feel so weak..." he squinted, "I'm not about to let that happen again. I'm going to be prepared the next time..."
Tails was so bored by Sonic's words, he nearly ignored them. Let's face it, he had heard it all before. It always boiled down to one thing. Amy was searching for him; he was scared. The fighting thing didn't matter anyway, he was Sonic the hedgehog after all. Anyone who beats him one round will have hell to pay the second time around.
So, he started to click rapidly through the TV. He wasn't really sure what he was looking for, until it popped up. The news, of course, and there was quite a headliner.
Violence in Central City! It said with an aerial view of the city streets.
Sonic nor Tails was sure what was going on, but the image said enough. Smoke was rising steadily into the air, showing explosions had gone off. And there appeared to be recognizable beings on the road. Tails straightened up; he knew what Sonic was about to do. He quickly turned around to tell the hero 'no'. He was much to injured to battle. But as soon as he faced the area his buddy stood at, he found nothing. The door was open, however.
…
The door to his home opened. He may have been a super powerful weapon of destruction, who had saved the world a plethora of times, but he was still a man. And as such, he hated his job just like everyone else. Standing in the doorway with a face of absolute exhaustion, his ruby eyes scanned the length of his living room.
"Tikal, Omega..." he called, "I'm home..."
He grumbled under his breath, as he staggered his way toward the couch. Falling face first into it, he groaned deeply into its pillows. He didn't know why he was so tired; today was just another day. He didn't fight anyone, or go on any mission, or stop some dictator or anything, he just did paper work. Pounds upon pounds of paper work. It made him want to claw his eyes out. He was sure the reason why he got most of the paper work, was because he could file out hundreds in under minutes.
At least he was home now. Soon, he would be with the echidna he had, admittedly, fallen for. But where was she? The home was oddly quiet, and that sense of adoration he gained from her, was not here. Straightening himself up, he gazed left and right. He had been home for a minute now; he fully expected to see her running toward him by now. But he was completely alone. Not even Omega was here. Why is that?
He felt his heart begin to thump. There was something wrong, something very wrong. He could feel it.
And it sent a shock through his head.
The black and red hedgehog quickly fell onto the floor, his hands gripping his head. He growled and roared into the air as a jolting pain ricocheted through his head. It was like a thousand needles were prickling against his brain. After a minute of suffering, he felt the pain relieve itself. Something was definitely wrong. He needed to find Tikal.
He ran for the door, pushing it open with ease. The next second, he dashed away at amazing speeds.
…
Tikal started to walk back and away, while the Gizoids stepped closer. Despite her earlier bravado, the echidna was having a heightened sense of fear. She wasn't sure what these Gizoids wanted, or what they were going to do to her. Whether it be painful or worse. But it would be for the better, right? One soul for two? That is if Omega had a soul, she wasn't sure honestly. But it was just the right thing to do, she knew that might. She could accept this.
But all that acceptance flew out the window when one of the Gizoid's touched her. She shivered, and closed her eyes. The touch was cold and heartless. It was so alien yet familiar to her. She had felt this being before, she remembered it. And it angered her.
Her eyes opened. Gone were those forest green orbs, instead they were red. As red as blood. She grabbed the Gizoid back by its shoulders. Her originally frail disposition was shattered. She appeared to be feral now, as she bore fangs from her mouth. The Gizoid tried to escape her hold, but it fruitless.
Tikal screamed. It was loud and monstrous. Green vocal waves ripped from the echidna's mouth, and upon her foes. The Gizoids felt a rippling sense of pain tear through their bodies. The circuit boards which kept them alive were fried by Tikal's wale, and it caused them to fall and crumble. Green electricity surged form their bodies, while their eyes exploded.
It happened quickly, but the damage was deadly. The Gizoids which had put up such an amazing fight, were now dead at Tikal's feet. She breathed in and out heavily; her now red eyes relaying the carnage before her. She seemed so animalistic now, the way she looked. And she didn't care.
"Tikal?" a male's voice whispered from behind.
There was a clicking in her head and her red eyes turned back to green. She down to the Gizoids, growing astonished as she peered at them. She wanted to desperately to run, but she didn't. The echidna was just so confused; what had happened to cause this?
"Tikal..." she spun around to see who was calling her. It was him.
"Starman...?" she replied as he gazed upon him.
She quickly ran past Amy and Omega, to leap into his awaiting arms. Gazing into his eyes, she saw so much concern and safety, she couldn't help but to find shelter in it. She dove her face in his chest, trying her hardest to avoid the battle which occurred behind. She no longer wanted to deal with it.
"Tikal, what happened?" he asked, "Why are you here?"
"Starman..." she answered, "Amy brought me out here, we were shopping and-"
"Amy?" he asked, "Amy?"
Shadow broke their hold to glare upon the causer of these problems, a certain pink hedgehog. Amy was so preoccupied with Omega, she was ignorant of him. Until he stood tall behind her, that is. Turning around, she gazed up into his face. One of absolute malice glared back. She began to shiver, for she knew the levels of anger he could reach. And that level of anger jumped up a few notches when the Starman noticed the hole in his friends chest.
He grabbed her by the wrist. His hold caused pain to surge through her arm. With a mighty yank, he pulled the pink hedgehog up onto her feet. Every feeling of terror within her came back at a higher level, as she peered into the eyes of this man.
"Amy..." he snarled, his eyes squinting.
"Shadow I-I-!?"
He rose his opposite hand in a daunting manner; it was curled into a fist. The only thing she could do was brace for the impact. Her eyes closed and...
"I think that's enough, Shadow..."
Her eyes quickly reopened, and Sonic was there.
His hand was on Shadow's shoulder, holding him in place. Even though he was trying to lower the tension in the air, the blue hedgehog held a level of seriousness equal to his dark counterpart. Out the corner of his eye, Shadow gazed upon Sonic, only to gaze back at Amy. And he released her.
Maverick Talks!
So, after a brief period in which I finished up Shadows from Before, I am back to writing this. And, best of all, I will be focusing on this until I finish it. Or until I get another awesome idea for a story and decided to write it. By the way, I recommend you read Shadows from Before if you like Pokemon. I mean, I wrote it, meaning it's bound to be good, right? Or maybe I'm just a bit cocky. It could also very well be both, but you know.
Anywhoozers, this chapter. Since this was chapter ten, I wanted it to be longer, and have more stuff in it. I'm also setting the seeds for the future, as you can tell. I mean, Finitevus and Dr. Robotnik are building a union, Knuckles is about to tell Julie-Su about their people, Gizoids attacked, and now Shadow has gotten a bit violent. Yeah, this is bound to do some crazy stuff.
Also, this chapter is supposed to reflect chapter ten of Tribal Dance. In that chapter, Shadow leaves without Tikal, and because he did so, he ran into some trouble. In this chapter, Tikal leaves without Shadow, and runs into some trouble. Both of their troubles are of different levels, and both are going to have their own repercussions. But you'll just have to wait and see what those repercussions are. Sorry you guys.
So what do you guys think huh? Do you like what's going on or not? I'm just curious, you see? Oh well, guess you'll just have to wait until the next chapter, huh?
Man, I hope Mewtwo is in Super Smash Bros. 4. If not, I'll... probably still play the game... boy do I love SSB...
Maverick Kay Prime