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A/N: Thanks to everyone one who has reviewed my story! (Especially to: Anthony, Arion, Rannchan, and Toni! You guys are way past cool! :D) I appreciate each and every review. :) OH, and don't worry, the heroes are coming, just not yet!
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CHAPTER 5: Friends in Odd Places
Robotnik paced around, testing questions in his head, until he found the perfect one, "What is Sonic's ultimate weakness?"
"In this dimension?" I asked him, making his face scrunch up in anger, "Or the other five?"
"I am this close," he displayed a width between his fingers, "To imprisioning you... or worse!"
"Well... he..." a strange feeling flowed into my mind and suddenly the room started to close in on me, my head began to throb. Stupid serum, I thought as I held my head with my hands and tried to shake it off.
"Yes?" he pulled out a recorder and set it on the table, turning it on.
"He's... got an ego problem," I spit out, the throbbing starting to go away, "He's too prideful and thinks he's the fastest thing on two feet," with each thing I added, the pain became a faint memory, "He tries to do everything himself, refusing help. He also shows off, and that is what always gets him into trouble."
"Not what I wanted, but interesting... So why does Sonic continue to defeat me?"
This one I actually wanted to tell him, "Because you treat your minions like garbage, you should treat your robots better!" As much as I hated helping him, I figured this was better than the headache.
"I should what?" His eyes popped out.
"Part of their stupidity comes from you- why, if you would teach them yourself or even attempt to give them some basic intelligence- even just rewarding them occasionally would give them the motivation to-"
"ENOUGH!" he yelled. I figured he wouldn't listen to that suggestion. He then lowered his tone, "You're dodging my questions - quite clever - But you can't weasel out of this one... How can I defeat Sonic once and for all?" A sickeningly evil smile appeared on his face. He couldn't wait for an answer.
Why did he have to ask that? I thought as the headache started to come on, I thought I had this situation under control. I sighed, I couldn't let the headache come back, but how could I help him? True, I had never met them, but how could I exchange my freedom for theirs? It was wrong. The pain traveled through my sinuses and even my eyes pulsated.
"You have to..." I cringed, what was I saying? Robotnik leaned in closer to catch every word I spoke as if they were pure gold, "...to seperate him..." my inward being cried out to stop, but I went on, "from all his friends... A house divided will easily fall..." Why couldn't I stop?
Tears formed in my eyes, "All his friends must completely turn against him, and... then you can easily capture him... Next you must completely subdue all... hope of ever... escaping," the tears fell down, but the serum was taking its toll on me, "And make him believe that his life is worth... nothing. Then,"
I took in a breath. Robotnik was eating this up, and looked on the verge of giggling with delight, "when he is at his... weakest... You have to destroy him... immediately, without hesistation... any toying with him will cause you to fail miserably..." the headache lifted, but my spirit was dashed to pieces and I began to sob softly. I hated crying in front of this glorified jerk, but I felt so low, so guilty. How could I?
"Ha, HA! Now... We are getting somewhere!" he rubbed his hands together and thought up another question to throw at me, "Have I ever gotten close to these 'plots' of yours?" Great, now he made me sound like the evil genius!
The pain quickly returned, "No... But your mother has... once."
"Mama? That ingrate! No fair! She always..." He continued to ramble, clenched his fists and stomped around. I guess I brought up the wrong topic. I was able to wipe my face, and collect myself while he stomped about in a hissy fit.
This display was cut short by a piercing alarm coming from his computer. It took him a few seconds to realize there was one - sheesh, how self-absorbed can a guy get? He hurried over to it - and seeing Robotnik hurry to anything is pretty amusing in itself.
"What? Now?" He pressed a few buttons on the console, and security cameras of his fortress appeared, "How could that ridiculous rodent be in here now? I just fought him thirty minutes ago!!!" He checked all of his cameras.
Sonic was in here? Wow! I couldn't believe it! Was this my chance to get home? And why did he come? Usually Robotnik intiated the attack and not him. I sighed, "He didn't come to help me, that's for sure," I mumbled.
One of the lab doors creaked open, and Grounder poked his head in. He smiled at me. What in the world was going on? He burst through the doors crying, "Dr. Robotnik! Dr. Robotnik! The hedgehog has gotten past your security system and is running through the fortress!"
"What? But I can't find him on my-" the security cameras flicked off, "No! He must've disabled my security cameras! He kept working at the console, "DRAT! Stupid computer!"
"EEK! There he goes!" Grounder pointed out the door.
"What? GRRRR!!" Robotnik stomped out the door, "Where did he go now?" He exited the lab and continued to search.
"Come on," Grounder tugged on my arm, "While he's busy!"
"What's going on, Grounder? Is Sonic really here?"
He laughed, "Nope! But you should've seen the looks on your faces!" He led me out the door, and we peered around, "Hee-hee! He'll be looking for hours!"
"But how did...?" The confusion was starting to make me dizzy!
"I tripped the alarm, and Scratch took care of the security system!" He said proudly as we snuck down the halls.
Suddenly Robotnik's footsteps echoed in the hallway, "Hurry, hide!" Grounder shoved me under a hall table and pushed a vase in front of it. He began taking himself apart and scattered the parts in the hall. Then in a fit worthy of Shakespeare, he toppled over and moaned.
Robotnik came upon the diasterous scene, and I made myself as small as possible, closing my eyes, and trying not to breathe.
"Ooooo! The world is spinning!" Grounder groaned.
"Ohh! That hedgehog will pay for this treacherous tomfoolery! Which way did he go?" Robotnik growled.
"He went towards the east wing..." he replied weakly.
With that, Robotnik charged on down the hallway, "Argh!!! Where's a good harpoon gun when you need one?"
Grounder put himself back together as I crawled out of my hiding place. I found his drill nose and held it in my hands. It was also a lot bigger than it looked on TV, bigger than both my hands, but suprisingly lightweight, "Thanks, but why are you guys helping me?"
He attached his arm and moved it around a bit, "Well, you're the only who's ever stood up for one of us... I mean, you protected a robot!"
Pictures of Electra flashed in my mind. I hoped she would be okay. I then studied the drill nose in my hands.
"I was also kinda spying and heard you tell Robotnik... Nobody's ever really cared about... us," he searched around on the ground.
"Oh, here's your nose!" I handed it to him.
He smiled, and put it back in it's place. It definitely completed him, "Hurry, before he comes back," he turned his drill into a hand and reached out. I grabbed it and we raced towards the front hall. Never in a million years did I imagine that a robot would help me, especially to escape Dr. Robotnik!
After a few twists and turns, we reached the front hall. Scratch was waiting for us and waved, "The coast is clear! He's running around on the second floor, bwah-ha-ha-ha!"
"Guys, do you know how to work the Dimensional Matter Displacer?" I asked, "I think it's my only way home..."
They scratched their heads, "Um... I guess not," Grounder said, "Sorry..."
"You'd better go while you have the chance," Scratch said opening the front door, "We can't keep him busy all day."
"But I don't know where to go," I said. Then again, I couldn't stay here, I added to myself.
A voice broke our conversation, "Oo-oo-oo! Dr! She's over here! I found her! I did! I did!" Coconuts skidded into the room, and tripped on a rug. Electra puttered in behind him.
I ran for the door, but Coconuts leapt and tackled me, "No ya don't! Na-uh!"
"Coconuts!" Scratch and Grounder tried to pry him off, "She's on our side! Lay off!" They wrestled around, but Coconuts wouldn't let go.
"Good job, Boys!" My heart sank, as Dr. Robotnik ran in, obviously out of breath, "Don't let her get away!"
Coconuts started chattering, "Dr. Robotnik! Scratch and Grounder were-" They tried to shush him up. Luckily, Robotnik never listens to Coconuts anyway.
"I don't know how you pulled that stunt off, you little brat," the bots backed off as he grabbed my shirt-collar again, "But I won't let it happen again."
"You caught me," I said nervously, "Guess I can't fool you."
He studied my face carefully, I couldn't let him find out that his SSSSS Squad had actually helped someone.
"Back to your positions!" he yelled to the four bots. They scrambled around and left the room, going in seperate directions.
He dragged me back to the lab once again, "This time, you won't escape," he thrust me into a chair and tied me to it.
Why hadn't I escaped when I had the chance? I felt like kicking myself.
"You've given me the advantage I need to get rid of Sonic once and for all! But, I'm not done with you yet. There's far too much valuable information in your cranium for it to go to waste... Meanwhile, I shall put my master plan into action..." with that said, he picked up a box of tools and began to construct something in the back of the lab. I tried to look behind me and see what exactly he was doing, but it hurt my neck muscles too much to stare for very long.
Before long, the door creaked open again and I saw Grounder, Coconuts, Scratch and Electra's eyes peer inside. They looked at me and then at Dr. Robotnik. What were they going to do? I hoped Robotnik wouldn't catch them spying on him. They ducked back outside the door and my hopes crashed again. I couldn't tell who was on what side anymore, and I certainly didn't want to find out what Robotnik's so-called, "Master Plan" was. Though I had a sickening feeling that I would find out soon enough.
TO BE CONTINUED
A/N: Thanks to everyone one who has reviewed my story! (Especially to: Anthony, Arion, Rannchan, and Toni! You guys are way past cool! :D) I appreciate each and every review. :) OH, and don't worry, the heroes are coming, just not yet!
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CHAPTER 5: Friends in Odd Places
Robotnik paced around, testing questions in his head, until he found the perfect one, "What is Sonic's ultimate weakness?"
"In this dimension?" I asked him, making his face scrunch up in anger, "Or the other five?"
"I am this close," he displayed a width between his fingers, "To imprisioning you... or worse!"
"Well... he..." a strange feeling flowed into my mind and suddenly the room started to close in on me, my head began to throb. Stupid serum, I thought as I held my head with my hands and tried to shake it off.
"Yes?" he pulled out a recorder and set it on the table, turning it on.
"He's... got an ego problem," I spit out, the throbbing starting to go away, "He's too prideful and thinks he's the fastest thing on two feet," with each thing I added, the pain became a faint memory, "He tries to do everything himself, refusing help. He also shows off, and that is what always gets him into trouble."
"Not what I wanted, but interesting... So why does Sonic continue to defeat me?"
This one I actually wanted to tell him, "Because you treat your minions like garbage, you should treat your robots better!" As much as I hated helping him, I figured this was better than the headache.
"I should what?" His eyes popped out.
"Part of their stupidity comes from you- why, if you would teach them yourself or even attempt to give them some basic intelligence- even just rewarding them occasionally would give them the motivation to-"
"ENOUGH!" he yelled. I figured he wouldn't listen to that suggestion. He then lowered his tone, "You're dodging my questions - quite clever - But you can't weasel out of this one... How can I defeat Sonic once and for all?" A sickeningly evil smile appeared on his face. He couldn't wait for an answer.
Why did he have to ask that? I thought as the headache started to come on, I thought I had this situation under control. I sighed, I couldn't let the headache come back, but how could I help him? True, I had never met them, but how could I exchange my freedom for theirs? It was wrong. The pain traveled through my sinuses and even my eyes pulsated.
"You have to..." I cringed, what was I saying? Robotnik leaned in closer to catch every word I spoke as if they were pure gold, "...to seperate him..." my inward being cried out to stop, but I went on, "from all his friends... A house divided will easily fall..." Why couldn't I stop?
Tears formed in my eyes, "All his friends must completely turn against him, and... then you can easily capture him... Next you must completely subdue all... hope of ever... escaping," the tears fell down, but the serum was taking its toll on me, "And make him believe that his life is worth... nothing. Then,"
I took in a breath. Robotnik was eating this up, and looked on the verge of giggling with delight, "when he is at his... weakest... You have to destroy him... immediately, without hesistation... any toying with him will cause you to fail miserably..." the headache lifted, but my spirit was dashed to pieces and I began to sob softly. I hated crying in front of this glorified jerk, but I felt so low, so guilty. How could I?
"Ha, HA! Now... We are getting somewhere!" he rubbed his hands together and thought up another question to throw at me, "Have I ever gotten close to these 'plots' of yours?" Great, now he made me sound like the evil genius!
The pain quickly returned, "No... But your mother has... once."
"Mama? That ingrate! No fair! She always..." He continued to ramble, clenched his fists and stomped around. I guess I brought up the wrong topic. I was able to wipe my face, and collect myself while he stomped about in a hissy fit.
This display was cut short by a piercing alarm coming from his computer. It took him a few seconds to realize there was one - sheesh, how self-absorbed can a guy get? He hurried over to it - and seeing Robotnik hurry to anything is pretty amusing in itself.
"What? Now?" He pressed a few buttons on the console, and security cameras of his fortress appeared, "How could that ridiculous rodent be in here now? I just fought him thirty minutes ago!!!" He checked all of his cameras.
Sonic was in here? Wow! I couldn't believe it! Was this my chance to get home? And why did he come? Usually Robotnik intiated the attack and not him. I sighed, "He didn't come to help me, that's for sure," I mumbled.
One of the lab doors creaked open, and Grounder poked his head in. He smiled at me. What in the world was going on? He burst through the doors crying, "Dr. Robotnik! Dr. Robotnik! The hedgehog has gotten past your security system and is running through the fortress!"
"What? But I can't find him on my-" the security cameras flicked off, "No! He must've disabled my security cameras! He kept working at the console, "DRAT! Stupid computer!"
"EEK! There he goes!" Grounder pointed out the door.
"What? GRRRR!!" Robotnik stomped out the door, "Where did he go now?" He exited the lab and continued to search.
"Come on," Grounder tugged on my arm, "While he's busy!"
"What's going on, Grounder? Is Sonic really here?"
He laughed, "Nope! But you should've seen the looks on your faces!" He led me out the door, and we peered around, "Hee-hee! He'll be looking for hours!"
"But how did...?" The confusion was starting to make me dizzy!
"I tripped the alarm, and Scratch took care of the security system!" He said proudly as we snuck down the halls.
Suddenly Robotnik's footsteps echoed in the hallway, "Hurry, hide!" Grounder shoved me under a hall table and pushed a vase in front of it. He began taking himself apart and scattered the parts in the hall. Then in a fit worthy of Shakespeare, he toppled over and moaned.
Robotnik came upon the diasterous scene, and I made myself as small as possible, closing my eyes, and trying not to breathe.
"Ooooo! The world is spinning!" Grounder groaned.
"Ohh! That hedgehog will pay for this treacherous tomfoolery! Which way did he go?" Robotnik growled.
"He went towards the east wing..." he replied weakly.
With that, Robotnik charged on down the hallway, "Argh!!! Where's a good harpoon gun when you need one?"
Grounder put himself back together as I crawled out of my hiding place. I found his drill nose and held it in my hands. It was also a lot bigger than it looked on TV, bigger than both my hands, but suprisingly lightweight, "Thanks, but why are you guys helping me?"
He attached his arm and moved it around a bit, "Well, you're the only who's ever stood up for one of us... I mean, you protected a robot!"
Pictures of Electra flashed in my mind. I hoped she would be okay. I then studied the drill nose in my hands.
"I was also kinda spying and heard you tell Robotnik... Nobody's ever really cared about... us," he searched around on the ground.
"Oh, here's your nose!" I handed it to him.
He smiled, and put it back in it's place. It definitely completed him, "Hurry, before he comes back," he turned his drill into a hand and reached out. I grabbed it and we raced towards the front hall. Never in a million years did I imagine that a robot would help me, especially to escape Dr. Robotnik!
After a few twists and turns, we reached the front hall. Scratch was waiting for us and waved, "The coast is clear! He's running around on the second floor, bwah-ha-ha-ha!"
"Guys, do you know how to work the Dimensional Matter Displacer?" I asked, "I think it's my only way home..."
They scratched their heads, "Um... I guess not," Grounder said, "Sorry..."
"You'd better go while you have the chance," Scratch said opening the front door, "We can't keep him busy all day."
"But I don't know where to go," I said. Then again, I couldn't stay here, I added to myself.
A voice broke our conversation, "Oo-oo-oo! Dr! She's over here! I found her! I did! I did!" Coconuts skidded into the room, and tripped on a rug. Electra puttered in behind him.
I ran for the door, but Coconuts leapt and tackled me, "No ya don't! Na-uh!"
"Coconuts!" Scratch and Grounder tried to pry him off, "She's on our side! Lay off!" They wrestled around, but Coconuts wouldn't let go.
"Good job, Boys!" My heart sank, as Dr. Robotnik ran in, obviously out of breath, "Don't let her get away!"
Coconuts started chattering, "Dr. Robotnik! Scratch and Grounder were-" They tried to shush him up. Luckily, Robotnik never listens to Coconuts anyway.
"I don't know how you pulled that stunt off, you little brat," the bots backed off as he grabbed my shirt-collar again, "But I won't let it happen again."
"You caught me," I said nervously, "Guess I can't fool you."
He studied my face carefully, I couldn't let him find out that his SSSSS Squad had actually helped someone.
"Back to your positions!" he yelled to the four bots. They scrambled around and left the room, going in seperate directions.
He dragged me back to the lab once again, "This time, you won't escape," he thrust me into a chair and tied me to it.
Why hadn't I escaped when I had the chance? I felt like kicking myself.
"You've given me the advantage I need to get rid of Sonic once and for all! But, I'm not done with you yet. There's far too much valuable information in your cranium for it to go to waste... Meanwhile, I shall put my master plan into action..." with that said, he picked up a box of tools and began to construct something in the back of the lab. I tried to look behind me and see what exactly he was doing, but it hurt my neck muscles too much to stare for very long.
Before long, the door creaked open again and I saw Grounder, Coconuts, Scratch and Electra's eyes peer inside. They looked at me and then at Dr. Robotnik. What were they going to do? I hoped Robotnik wouldn't catch them spying on him. They ducked back outside the door and my hopes crashed again. I couldn't tell who was on what side anymore, and I certainly didn't want to find out what Robotnik's so-called, "Master Plan" was. Though I had a sickening feeling that I would find out soon enough.
TO BE CONTINUED