Disclaimer: Alfred F. Jones is Himaruya's property; Sonic the Hedgehog is Sega's property
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Chapter 8: Maybe, wavy, gravy
Right after Shadow and Knuckles sprinted out of the door, they immediately came to a stop. Knuckles placed Amy on the ground, putting a foot firmly on her back so she wouldn't escape. Spitting out with a bone-chilling tone "I will get you for this," Amy tried to move and back-kick the echidna, but his foot was firm on her back.
"Alright, where are we going?" Shadow said, jumping at a screech coming from the room they just closed. Someone slammed into wood, rattling them. Knuckles swallowed nervously.
"How the heck do we know they won't take this outside the room?" Shadow's brows furrowed as he turned to contemplate the door. The yelps and screams were unnerving, but Shadow was thinking, and that took up more than pathetic, average fear.
"Use the rope." He finally said, turning to face Knuckles. The red creature, and even Amy, were gaping at him.
"Amy's going to escape!"
"I'll escape!" Both shouted at the black hedgehog, who just gave them a cold look.
"She won't if you don't let her go." Shadow hissed the last part, before motioning at Amy. Knuckles sighed, shaking his head, but lifted her and held her firmly by her arms. The hedgehog started to unwind the rope, glaring at her with red eyes if Amy twitched. Finally, the rope around her was off, so then Shadow moved to the door, which shook again, perhaps from another body being thrown at it. He looped it around the hands as much as it allowed, then formed two knots, tugging it with his teeth.
"That's it. That should hold it. Let's go." He turned, but Knuckles voiced made him stop.
"Alright, so how to we take Amy? If I carry her, she'll hit or kick me." He shrugged, showing that he couldn't even move his arms. So Shadow furrowed his brows again and stared at Amy, his eyes darting around her and forming possibilities. This weird sort of attention made Amy flush and shift uncomfortably, until the other hedgehog sighed and rubbed his forehead. He dropped
"What?" Knuckles asked, but Shadow ignored his as he linked his arms with Amy's left. Knuckles immediately did the same with her right.
"I can't reach the ground!" she screeched, swinging her legs around. Both of the males shared a look, and began to walk down the hall, ignoring the complaints of Amy Rose. Knuckles the Echidna could barely hold back a grin, while Shadow remained stoic.
So, while we briefly ignore the trio marching down to get help (they couldn't go any faster, as they're really trying their best) and who knows what's happening between Belarus, France and U.S, we focus on a group that recently reunited with some other countries.
"Lovino!" Spain was practically bursting with joy when he spotted South Italy, leaning on what seemed like was Switzerland and holding a large rabbit plushy. But as they approach the slow-moving countries, Spain's grin waned slowly. Lovino was limping and the blond country was half-carrying him. Now that their were closer, what seemed to but a plushy was actually a small rabbit, perhaps one of the creatures that America was talking about.
"What the hell happen, Italy?" Spain heard the Netherlands, who was one of the countries with him, call out to the injured country. The country proceeded to flip him off but wave at them weakly.
"Switzerland! Hungary called me, saying she didn't hear back from you!" Austria came from behind them, having been left slightly behind. He initially was about to go with Germany and Prussia, but they went wandering, so Austria tagged along with the Dutch and Spanish countries.
"Yeah, I went to help South Italy, and found Belarus."
"Belarus?"
"Yes, I think I hit her somewhere in the arm, but she escaped, and well, South Italy was injured and the little rabbit scared." The three countries turned to look at the cream-colored rabbit, who flushed at the stares.
"Lovi? You can let her go."Spain said softly, reaching towards the Italian, but he was shrugged off. The green-eyed country found his face full of adorable rabbit.
"Here, someone hold Cream." Spain caught the rabbit gently, years of experience of having many minions showing. He gave the trembling kid a kind smile and decided to hand her to Austria.
"What?"
"Just hold her, Rodrigo, we need to drop them off where the others are safe." Spain draped Romano's free arm around his own neck and nodded at the Swiss. Vash exhaled and released the Italian, before cocking the gun.
"Finally, now, has anyone found Belarus?" He asked, refilling one of his guns and handing it to the Dutch, who tucked it away in his coat. Switzerland's lips pursed when he spotted Austria, but managed a nod towards Cream, who was curled up and looking comfortable, even if she seemed a bit subdued.
"Shall we go?" The Netherlands spoke up, motioning at Lovino, who's head was slump against Spain's shoulder.
"Lovi, estas bien?" Spain whispered as they started their journey back, while Austria on the phone with Hungary. He nodded, reassuring the Spaniard, who just shook his head and smiled softly, holding the Italian a little tighter.
"Don't push it, you ass."
And yet, if only other events were going just as smoothly. Somewhere, somewhere in DC, where a very ticked-off president just got off the phone with an infuriating subordinate, he made the decision to not butt in. It didn't come as a surprise to anyone, but regardless, it did give one of the aides in the White House the unfortunate task of denying the agent in the adjacent room permission to, well, burst in and save her friend. She then, smoothing back barely-there fur, pulled out her phone and called her friend and fellow agent.
Which brings us back to Shadow, Amy and Knuckles. They had stopped briefly, because Shadow received a strange text from Canada. Well, if "hUIGRDBOJNKjihjfuedwoiris" was a text. Knuckles had also gotten a voice mail that sounded like Sonic was in motion and screaming insults. So Shadow, remembering someone who could sneak in without breaking a sweat, called G.U.N and asked to talk to Rouge.
Yet, if life were only so simple.
"The hell, Rouge? Seriously?" He hissed into the mouthpiece, glancing over to the echidna to see if he was having any issues with the pink hedgehog. Knuckles rolled his eyes, since Amy had become subdued and really did nothing or had said anything in a while.
"Shadow, I can't do anything, or I risk getting arrested. I need the clearance, and frankly, I won't know how to get there." Rouge snapped back, keeping her voice low so the other agents wouldn't hear her. She thought about actually sneaking around, but she didn't feel like doing more work than was needed.
"But this is life-threatening!"
"Shadow, I know you know when you're truly in danger. Besides, where's your chaos emerald?" Shadow's eyes widen and a gloved hand reached in his spikes. Spitting out "Out." into the hone before crushing it, he whirled and faced Knuckles.
"My chaos emerald is gone!" He howled. Knuckles face paled and he gaped; Amy, however, pursed her lips.
"I thought you gave it to Sonic."
"Fuck! F—" Shadow yanked out his phone and nearly crushed the buttons with his thumbs. Gritting his teeth when he hear the overly-cheerful voice mail greeting, he all-out screamed into the mouth piece.
"—You, you, you, you FAKER!" He cursed, snapping his phone shut.
"I love you too, you ass!" Sonic spat out, cramming his phone back in hammerspace or whatever it was. He had just missed Shadow's call, but was ticked off when he heard the voicemail. He glanced at the raging country, who jabbed her knife at France's arm. He hissed, and pulled England up, who was knocked down when France's kick missed. Meanwhile, while Sonic was throwing in punches when there was an opening, Alfred was trying to kick the door oen, and even though he was using all of his strength, there was something holding the doors close.
"What—the—hell?!" The blond grunted as he slammed his foot into the doors. Suddenly, another foot came and kicked hard.
"C'mon, Al! Kick harder!"
"Mattie? What about the commie?"
"Sonic's with him.." More like Russia was strangling the hedgehog, since he was using the creature as a human shield, trying to hide behind the blue body. His brother cursed softly and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Let's use body slam." Matthew said softly, tugging his brother back. Alfred nodded, a serious expression painting his face.
"This is where I wished we had pokemon..." he said, ignoring his brother's deadpanned stare. They glanced at each other and nodded, counting silently to ten, ignoring the yelp from Francis, and rushed at the door.
To say they opened the door would do no justice. They shattered the wood with their combined strength and crashed into the window right across from them. Now the windows had bars, as a result of the lock down Alfred ordered, but some of the windows in older parts didn't, and had to be put manually. This was one of them.
Alfred broke through the window first and scrambled to grab at the edge, but instead curled his hand around glass. He screamed when it pierced again and screamed again when a hand wrapped around his wrist and yanked him up. Canada had luckily collided with the wall but shot out his hand when he saw his brother go through the window.
"Thank god Mattie, oh I could kiss you!" Alfred tried to hug Canada, but the panting country pushed him away.
"Okay, now, let's get Russia out and take Belarus down." They fist-bumped and rushed back into the room.
