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Darkest Reality: Part 3
"What's going to happen to our world... What's going to happen to us...!"
--Shevat villager, "Xenogears"
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In the desolate city of Robotropolis, laughter erupted from what used to be King Acorns palace. Inside, two creatures, both genuises in their own right, were celebrating the defeat of some troublesome rebels.
"You can't be serious!" the shorter of the two, an overlander by the name of Robotnik, exclaimed. "After all these years, and you kill him just like that?"
"Yes, yes. It was quite easy, really. All it really took was one small blast," the other one, an echidna known as Enerjak, bragged. "I really don't see how those brats gave you so much trouble. They are . . . were . . . merely children."
Robotnik laughed in reply, "You're one to talk. You can't even take care of that echidna, Knuckles, and his little band of rebels. They're not nearly as dangerous as the Knotholers were."
With the mention of that, Enerjak's face turned sour. It lasted only a moment before he smiled again, "Very well. You may deal with the Chaotix yourself. I only ask that you leave my young nephew to me.
"I have plans for the boy . . . "
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"Okay," Knuckles muttered to himself as he made his way slowly back towards the Floating Island, "the magic numbers aren't going to work. Now what?"
He had long since given up trying to find Sonic, fearing that there wasn't anything left of the hedgehog to find. The echidna sighed. There was a small chance that the hedgehog was still alive, but it was so minimal that it was almost non-existant.
How many Freedom Fighter groups did that leave? The Chaotix and maybe a few tiny groups.
They were going to lose this damn war.
"I'm going to kill him for this..."
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Miles "Tails" Prower was pleading, "Please! Knuckles is in trouble! You gotta let me go help him! You gotta!"
Lara-Le shook her head firmly, "No! You're too young. And you don't even know if he's in trouble."
"Yes I do!"
"How?"
"I . . . I just do," Tails mumbled.
"Well, he can take care of himself. He HAS been trained to fight, you know."
Tails groaned.
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Knuckles continued to walk through the Great Forest. Suddenly, he stopped as he heard the sound of a twig snapping behind him. He closed his eyes, listening intently. Another twig snapping. Marching feet. The sound of metal against metal.
He spun around, getting into a fighting stance, eyes narrowing as the images of Robotnik's Shadow Bots became clear through the trees. How they found him there, he wasn't sure. It didn't matter much now.
"Freedom Fighter Codename: Knuckles. Priority one: subdue and capture," one of them droned. "Surrender and prepare to be roboticized in the name of Dr. Ivo Robotnik. Resistance is futile."
He looked back and forth frantically. There were at least two dozen of the mechanical soldiers. Way too many to beat for one teenager. He gulped as he realized his only choice as the robots leveled their guns at him.
"Okay! I surrender!"
To Be Continued...
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Author's Notes: Well, I've already started on the next part, so it should be up soon. Enjoy and send me a death threat, please!!!! ;p
And stuff...
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Darkest Reality: Part 3
"What's going to happen to our world... What's going to happen to us...!"
--Shevat villager, "Xenogears"
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In the desolate city of Robotropolis, laughter erupted from what used to be King Acorns palace. Inside, two creatures, both genuises in their own right, were celebrating the defeat of some troublesome rebels.
"You can't be serious!" the shorter of the two, an overlander by the name of Robotnik, exclaimed. "After all these years, and you kill him just like that?"
"Yes, yes. It was quite easy, really. All it really took was one small blast," the other one, an echidna known as Enerjak, bragged. "I really don't see how those brats gave you so much trouble. They are . . . were . . . merely children."
Robotnik laughed in reply, "You're one to talk. You can't even take care of that echidna, Knuckles, and his little band of rebels. They're not nearly as dangerous as the Knotholers were."
With the mention of that, Enerjak's face turned sour. It lasted only a moment before he smiled again, "Very well. You may deal with the Chaotix yourself. I only ask that you leave my young nephew to me.
"I have plans for the boy . . . "
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"Okay," Knuckles muttered to himself as he made his way slowly back towards the Floating Island, "the magic numbers aren't going to work. Now what?"
He had long since given up trying to find Sonic, fearing that there wasn't anything left of the hedgehog to find. The echidna sighed. There was a small chance that the hedgehog was still alive, but it was so minimal that it was almost non-existant.
How many Freedom Fighter groups did that leave? The Chaotix and maybe a few tiny groups.
They were going to lose this damn war.
"I'm going to kill him for this..."
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Miles "Tails" Prower was pleading, "Please! Knuckles is in trouble! You gotta let me go help him! You gotta!"
Lara-Le shook her head firmly, "No! You're too young. And you don't even know if he's in trouble."
"Yes I do!"
"How?"
"I . . . I just do," Tails mumbled.
"Well, he can take care of himself. He HAS been trained to fight, you know."
Tails groaned.
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Knuckles continued to walk through the Great Forest. Suddenly, he stopped as he heard the sound of a twig snapping behind him. He closed his eyes, listening intently. Another twig snapping. Marching feet. The sound of metal against metal.
He spun around, getting into a fighting stance, eyes narrowing as the images of Robotnik's Shadow Bots became clear through the trees. How they found him there, he wasn't sure. It didn't matter much now.
"Freedom Fighter Codename: Knuckles. Priority one: subdue and capture," one of them droned. "Surrender and prepare to be roboticized in the name of Dr. Ivo Robotnik. Resistance is futile."
He looked back and forth frantically. There were at least two dozen of the mechanical soldiers. Way too many to beat for one teenager. He gulped as he realized his only choice as the robots leveled their guns at him.
"Okay! I surrender!"
To Be Continued...
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Author's Notes: Well, I've already started on the next part, so it should be up soon. Enjoy and send me a death threat, please!!!! ;p
And stuff...
