Next batch of Rollouts. This has certainly been popular judging by my reading statistics. But of so few of you review… speaking of which, lets address our reviewer.
Omegadramon2: Thank you for your review. I have a little hunch that things won't go the exact way in the comics or games, but I still think this will be a neat story.
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Rocking back and forth. Surge found the boat ride to be all too annoying. Back and Forth. She allowed the foam to fall out of her mouth, hoping that it would stop.
"You get Sea Sick?" The Faker asked, both surprised and absolutely annoying.
Surge didn't exactly feel like responding, as her mouth was about to spew a number of contents, ranging from her burger to fries and a milkshake. She felt her stomach clench as the boat rocked some more. Surge opened her mouth and hoped for something to spill out. Of course, she couldn't be so lucky.
"You want some advice?" Sonic dared to ask.
Surge growled and glared at him, but immediately felt like throwing up from the movement.
How the hell was Kit fine? The Fennec looked up at her with sympathy. "Can I do anything?"
You can shut the fuck up Surge thought, but couldn't voice it, as that would involve speaking.
"Get away from the railing, and lay down." Sonic sighed, showing her pity of all things.
Surge glared at him, not daring to jerk her head around again. Still… if it would get her stomach to not spew everything and maybe feel better, she'd take it.
Surge backed away, and laid down on the wooden floor, which was hopefully just called the poop-deck for shits and giggles.
"Alright, now focus on a cloud or something." Faker-boy explained. She locked onto a white cloud which looked like Starline. She wanted to zap the cloud so hard, she was going to utterly pulverize it and him when she saw him again-
Surge realized that her sick feeling had been replaced by rage. Faker's trick actually worked. He was busy, however, looking at the doorway inside.
"What's the matter with you?" Surge groaned, seeing how he focused on the doorway, and rarely turned his head.
"Water and I don't do well together." Sonic shifted nervously. That was a nice weakness to know about.
Kill him now! Starline's voice shouted. Surge clutched her head, Later!
"You alright?" The Faker's voice asked with a concern that was almost touching.
He did help her, so Surge decided she would be nice with her response, "Mind your own business!"
Sonic sighed, clearly agitated, "Alright, fine."
Another Score for Surge. She would have to get herself a prize after tallying up all her wins.
The boat finally docked, and Surge zipped onto the land, the sweet sandy beaches that felt nice a calm, and didn't move on their own. Surge flopped back, enjoying the smooth ground which didn't try to kill her. She dared to smile, only for a moment.
"Well, you look happy." Sonic's voice was amused.
"Come closer, and I'll show you how happy I am." Surge growled, allowing her fists to spark. Like hell she was going to give him anything to use against her.
"Sheesh, You can't just take a comment huh? Lighten up, we'll need everything you got for when we have to deal with Eggman." The hedgehog joked, smiling but holding his hands up defensively.
"Maybe you need everything. I'll beat the fatso half asleep." Surge mocked, kicking her feet up.
"These things are like nothing we've faced before. Trust me, you'll have a little trouble with this." Faker seemed to complain, like a coward.
Surge got to her feet, "Fine, let's grab Drippy and get on with it."
Sonic looked behind himself to find the Fennec running as fast as his little legs could carry. Surge found herself with a smirk, "Nice work. Way to keep the hustle."
"Ok, Can I carry him, so he doesn't pass out from exhaustion?" Sonic groaned, gesturing to the rapid rise and fall of Kit's chest.
"Fine, see if I care." Surge waved at dismissively Sonic, and yawned. She really wanted to just get started.
Sonic picked up the kit, and the two raced into town. The air rippled around them, and Surge once again found her heart pounding with joy. She hated that the faker was fast enough to be exciting. Of course, the joy came to an end when she'd lose.
Stopped outside a bar. Apparently it was happy hour. Perfect for Surge.
"My kind of place faker." Surge grinned. Kit jumped out of Sonic's arms, and walked up closer to Surge, again, like a lost puppy. Surge rolled her eyes, and gave his head a pat. The little fucker was better than anyone else she knew.
Sonic groaned, "We're not here for beer, we're here to find out if anyone has seen anything going on." He was at least looking frustrated. Surge wondered how hard it would be to get under his skin.
Right as they were about to enter, a shadow passed overhead. Surge and Sonic looked up, as people around them scrambled for cover. A Giant airship flew around, seeming to scan the area. No lasers or anything.
It just passed overhead on a patrol path.
Sonic blinked in confusion. Surge was also a little thrown off. Fat ass didn't seem like the kind of guy to just see something and move. They walked in, and saw a crow sitting there, tending to the bar.
"Hey, no minors!" The crow barked, pointing at kit.
"He's just short." Surge snickered, which was a lie, but also not quite, as she wasn't sure how old he was.
"Does he have an ID?" The Crow cawed, getting frustrated.
"DO you?" Surge grinned back.
The Crow snarled, but nodded, "Alright, fine. No drinks for the kid."
Surge shrugged, "Sucks to be you, Drippy." She grinned down at the Fennec, who was clearly not impressed by the argument.
The faker walked up to the bar, "Hey… that big airship that just flew overhead, how long has it been flying over?" He was of course, making other people's problems his problems,
The Bartender laughed, but didn't answer anything.
Surge sat about two seats away from the faker, "Hey fucker! Tequila on the rocks, extra tip in it for yah, you stingy bitch." Surge grinned at the sight of Sonic looking horrified.
The bartender snorted, "I like her. One on cactus on the rocks." He poured the clear liquid into a short glass before adding two cubes of ice. Surge downed the sweet liquid.
Surge looked at Sonic expectantly, "Well? Pay the man, a nice tip too." She couldn't hide her overjoyed grin at the Faker's anger.
Sonic plopped the rings on the bar. Ten more rings for tip.
The tender smiled, "Pleasure doing business with you. The airship was seen a few months ago. It didn't really do a lot, so no one really panicked. Now it seems to fly overhead every once in a while."
"When did it start flying over here?" Sonic asked, looking at Surge as if she'd worked a fucking miracle.
"About a day ago." The Bartender shrugged, "It still doesn't do a lot. Just flies overhead. People get scared though, Eggman's got his name on it and all. Good for business though."
"Hey there lady, you seem to hold a drink well." A gruff voice grumbled behind Surge.
Surge knew it was one of those fuckers. "You bet I can. And I'll do it alone." Kit looked up at her a little wide eyed. His eyes glowed. This was going to be fun.
"Sheesh, no need to be a bitch about it." The old bastard muttered behind her. Kit was struggling not to smash this guy's head in.
Surge turned around and saw it was a middle-aged bear, who seemed to have two guys behind him as sort of friends or back up, "Hey you old bitch, why don't sit down." She flashed him a grin, making sure to show of her sharper teeth.
The old Bear smirked at her, and sat down, "Now that's a nice lady." His breath told Surge he'd been having a good fucking time at the bar alright.
Surge grinned, and placed an Arm on the old bear's shoulder, "Hey bitch, I guess you ought to fucking know something about me." She waited for his reaction, her grin spreading from cheek to cheek.
"W-what's that." The bear smiled at her.
"Well, if look into my past…" Surge started to chuckle, unable to control the laughter that ready to spill out of her mouth. She tightened her grip on his shoulder, "You're in for a shock." Surge lit up her hands, sparking several volts through the bear.
He shook and collapsed, groaning, "Uhh… that was shocking."
His friends stood up, and Surge jumped up, "Alright, It was getting fucking boring around here. Let's fucking go, Kit!"
Her little blue fox raised himself up, his water tentacles spreading out to be as intimidating as Possible. Surge jumped up, and immediately felt a little wobbly.
"Kit… Fuck, I think that Tequila… shit…" Surge blinked, losing her anger and having it replaced with a spinning world.
Surge hit the grass, "What was that?" Faker's annoying voice shouted, angry, and confused.
"Shut the hell up Faker…" Surge got to her feet, but Tequila and zipping around didn't exactly mix. Surge bent over and hurled. The clear liquid struck the ground, and it didn't taste nearly as good going up as it did going down.
Sonic's voice, ever so fucking annoying, actually took a pitiful stance, "You should have eaten something."
"Great… fucking great… Yeah, boat I throw up. Eating something, fucking brilliant." Surge growled, earning a concerned look from Kit, who was sitting on the ground.
Sonic threw his hands up, "Look, are you trying to make my life difficult?"
"We literally exist to make your blue fucking head spin." Surge coughed, angry at how pathetic her body was acting.
"You're drunk. Five minutes, the alcohol barely hit you and you're drunk." Sonic groaned.
"Fuck off." Surge growled, before hurling once again.
"Angry till the end." Sonic muttered, and sat down. Surge allowed her body to stabilize. The world slowly stopped spinning as Surge began to sweat.
After a few minutes, probably thirty, Surge's head stabilized, "Alright, Fuck it, What'd you find out?"
Sonic looked at Surge skeptically, "Are you sure you're ready?"
"I've been born fucking ready." Surge slammed her fists together to make a spark of electricity.
Sonic nodded, "Alright, there have been a few disturbances from the forest. Apparently, woodland critters are running wild. Something is messing with them."
"Let me guess, you think it's an Eggbot, and We gotta fuckin stop it?" Surge groaned, getting really tired of his voice.
The fucking faker had the balls to say, "Yep, and you agreed to help me." He reminded her of the worst she'd probably ever made, assuming she didn't actually volunteer for Starline's program.
Surge balled her fist, "I did. Maybe I want to back out of the deal, did you ever think of that?"
Sonic held up his hands, "I'm not looking to fight you, but you might be interested to know that Starline was here."
Surge was mentally thrown off. She felt a little sluggish, probably the Alcohol kicking in combined with the shock, " Y-You you're just fucking with me." Kit rose with his water tentacles, sharing her pissed off nature.
Sonic kept his hands up, "The bartender told me about a prissy platypus who apparently had a house at the base of the mountain. He came here off and on for about a year, and was acting strange the last few months. Well, the bartender said 'strange-er'."
Surge balled her fist, but her curiosity had peaked. Surge kept her fists balled, her teeth grit. Sonic could have been lying. He didn't seem like it though. The Faker could have misheard…
Surge growled, "Fine, We'll find Starline's little hole, and look through everything-"
"After we save my friends." Sonic corrected, his voice tone sounding a little too commanding for Surge's style.
"Shut up." She growled, and stood up, "I'm back, let's just get this over with."
The faker dared to smile at her. She was going to cave his skull in by the end of this.
Kill Sonic! Kill Sonic! Kill Sonic! Starline's voice rang in Surge's head.
She the offer was sounding better and better every moment. But that was what Starline wanted, and if he wanted it, she wasn't going to do it.
Fuck you Surge mentally shouted as they zipped into the forest. The Trees were nice and tall, and seemed to spiral with the trunks.
Kit followed behind, and the faker seemed to be going slower to let Drippy stay with them. Surge took it for about five minutes, before zipping on ahead until her feet hit water. She appeared to be a swamp of sorts.
Sonic came up shortly afterward, with Kit in tow.
"Nothing fucking here." Surge threw her hands up to show just how empty the forest was.
Sonic pointed in the woods. Surge dared to turn around… and find a cabin that was covered in moss. "Who the fuck builds a cabin in the middle of bumfuck nowhere?" Surge groaned, but she found it a little odd.
"Someone who clearly doesn't want visitors." Sonic smiled, and ran towards the cabin. Surge groaned, and burst out of the water. She was really having to work with him.
Sonic waited patiently on the porch, which was old and rickety. Surge was honestly surprised it was still standing.
"Alright, bust down the fucking door and let's get this going." Surge growled impatiently, tapping her feet in annoyance.
"Like looking in a mirror." Faker dared to say as he knocked on the door, "Yo, anyone in there?"
No answer. Sonic moved to knock again, but Surge was tired of waiting. She curled up into a ball, and rammed into the wooden door, tearing through it as she entered the dark cabin. Surge uncurled, "that's how you enter a fucking building."
Sonic sighed, and walked in, before his eyes wandered to the wall. Surge sat up, "What the fuck's got you so…" Her eyes wandered.
There on the wall… was a picture, a picture of Eggman… and a strange platypus in a fedora and long coat. On the wall was a coat… quite iconic, and far too small for the FatAss.
Surge growled, "Great, what are the odds? Well, Let's get to looking around." Surge grumbled as she stood up. There had to be something around here that was good for her.
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Alright folks, that's the first chapter for this batch. The next two are coming in the next two days.
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