The Robotnik Complex
Chapter 17
A/N: Since I now have a job, I am thinking of asking a friend to help me with this story. This friend (Pen Name: Duke) is one of the best writers I know and is very creative. He is willing to help me with this and I am still considering it. Just thought I would try to let you know what's going on and I want your opinion. I am also trying to get to the next chapters faster as the tension and drama in the story continue to build. That's all. On to Chapter 17!
Location: Knothole
Brian and Ian carfully sat the mini-particle accelerator they had swiped from the robotisizer into the storage area in the back of the hypersonic shuttle. He turned to Ian. "No matter what, don't let anything happen to it. I'll see you when we land." Ian nodded to Brian and got in the shuttle, closing the door behind him. Rotor came up to him. "Everything has been locked down, the radar shield is holding, and all launch systems are on auto." Brian nodded. "Get in with the others. It's time to get to that fucking island." Rotor nodded and opened the rear door. He started to get in but tossed a small case to Brian. "Put those in. They're communicators." Rotor closed the rear door. Brian opened the case and saw a pair of what looked like contact lenses. He put them in and waited. He felt a minor itching in his eyes and temples for a few seconds then he saw a graphic overlay in front of his vision. It was a tracking grid with small icons in one corner. "This is blocking my view!" Brian said, irritated. Then the display dropped away. "Wait a minute..." Brian thought about the display. It came back into his view. He checked it out quickly. It had a star locator for tracking, a program for velocity, momentum, and trajectory tracking, and a emergency reset. The reset allowed Brian to take out the contacts if he had to. He shrugged, tossed the case away, and climed up the ladder to the cockpit of the shuttle. Brian opened the door and got into the cramped bucket seat in front of him. He took off his jacket and stowed it under the seat. Chuck was setting up the navigation system for the flight. "Angel Island is always moving, so we need the onboard computer to help us. It's position is never the same." Brian nodded and strapped himself in. He turned on the piloting, engine, and sensor computers. He heard a small grind as the hard drives came up to speed. He checked all systems, locked all systems into the main computers control, and activated the main fuel pump. He heard a woshing as the tanks
beneath the cockpit charged and primed the main ignition system. "Ready for launch." He stated flatly to Chuck, who had just finished completing his pre-flight checks. "We are leading the launch. Brian, you have the con. We are clear of all traffic." Brian nodded, then activated the primary fuel exchange. A light rumble went through the craft before the molecular bonding generator kicked in and counteracted the stress. "Primary fuel exchanger online and primed, go for launch." Brian nodded, and scanned his control panel. "All systems green." Brian reached over and opened the heat vents and hit the igniter. The craft began floating toward the tunnel entrance. "Throttle at 1% full power." Brian stated. He checked the nav board. "Launching in track 3. Increasing thrust to 20%." Brian pushed the throttle forward and the craft floated foward fasted. They entered the tunnel and started curving. After about 30 seconds the tunnel dipped downward. Brian reached forward and primed the other two launch engines. The tunnel was tilting downward about 30* now, straighting out. They traveled for 45 more seconds, than the tunnel took a sharp turn upward. "Main flight engine active." Brian stated as he pushed the IGNITE switch. Even though the throttle was still at 20%, the extra thrust caused the speed to jump from 35 to 163 Miles per hour. They suddenly came out of the tunnel. Uncle Chuck hit a switch. Brian heard a thud above them as the crafts wings expanded to their full wingspan of 80 feet. They had exited the tunnel above the forest at Hill Top Zone. Brian pushed the throttle forward to 50%. They started to slowly coast upward. "Priming Hypersonic engines." Brian said as he hit a few more switches on his console. The Hypercrystal, the heart of the Hypersonic engine, charged itself for the 7 hour trip using the sunlight collected by solar panels on top of the passenger compartment. "Hypercrystal charged." Chuck said. Brian grinned. "Let's see what this baby can do..." He leaned forward, shut down the main engines, and hit COMMIT on the Main Drive screen. He felt the craft suddenly lurch forward as it accelerated to Mach 5.021. The molecular bonding generator struggled to keep the craft from flying apart, and won in the end. "Course set for Angel Island, altitude: 50,000 feet." Chuck said. Brian nodded and gave control to the main computer. He tapped a few keys on his console and a small hatch slid open. He slowly stood up and started out of the hatch, back toward the passenger compartment. "I want to see how Ian is doing." Brian said. Chuck nodded and Brian continued toward the passenger compartment.
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"Ian, do you really know what you are doing?" Rotor asked for the 12th time. They were in the back storage reprogramming the particle accelarator for the EMP blast. Rotor thought that Ian was going too fast and was being reckless. Ian just said to trust him. Ian hit enter on a keypad, closed the circuit access door and locked it. He handed the key to Rotor. "Done." Ian said, and stood from his crouching position on the floor. Rotor looked skeptical, but said nothing. Brian walked into the compartment. "How is it going?" Brian asked. "Done. It will take 12 monutes to charge, but when it detonates, the EMP field will cover all of Angel Island." Brian nodded his head. "Good. This is better than I-" The intercom crackled. "Brian, Princess Sally wants to talk to you."
Brian sat back into the pilot seat and engaged the ComScreen. A image of Sally appeared. "Brian, this is Sally. All out forces have been driven under the Island surface. Even when you arrive, it still won't be enough to defeat Robotnik if we are separated. I need you, Chuck, Tails, Rotor, and Ian to come up with a way to distract Robotnik long enough for the two teams to combine. Once that happens, we will have enought man power to force Robotnik off the island." Brian sighed. "Princess, we have a weapon to use aganst him-" The princess interupted him. "And somehow he knows about it. About 75% of his forces have had their control frequencies changed. The rest he can't change. I need you guys to think of something fast. Good luck." Sally signed off. Brian just sat there for a few minutes, not moving, not saying anything. Chuck was about to say something to him when he looked bown at his combat boots. "I have an idea." Brian said. He motioned for Chuck to come with him.
A few minutes later Brian, Ian, Rotor, Chuck, and Tails were all in the rear of the passenger compartment. Brian had two crates next to him marked "Thermal-Electric" and "Nuclear-Electric". He began to talk to the others. "We need a way to distract Robotnik from Sally and the rest of the Freedom Fighters long enough to land and regroup." Ian laughed. "That's next to imposisable." Brian and the others looked at Ian. "Why do you say that?" Tails asked. "Do you, for a second, really think that Robotnik is interested in Angel Island?" Tails looked shocked. "Yeah, he want's the master emerald." Ian shook his head. "Why would he want the emerald? Maybe a few years ago, yeah. But now he has no need for it. The only reason he really ever wanted it was because he was running out of coal, not because he was building some new weapon. That was a cover. He knew that if you ever knew the truth, you would destroy the coal mines and his reign would be over. No, what he really want's is Sonic. And since that is his goal, a bull wouldn't be able to deter him." Brian thought about this for a second. "What if you presented him with a threat that outweighed his first goal?" Ian smiled, knowing what Brian was thinking. "Destroying that threat would become his first priority. And there is one thing I can think of that would cause him to do that." Brian smiled at his brother. "Tell them." Ian got a sly look on his face. "You."
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Antoine and Bunnie were sitting together near the middle of the passenger cabin, talking. They both were wondering what was going on in the back. "Ah sure do hope it's not sumthing bad!" Bunnie said, ajusting hre robotisized arm. Instead of the usual arm on the end, she converted it to a plasma cannon Rotor had built for her. Antoine looked at her. God, she's beautiful Antoine thought. "It's most likely nothing. You shouldn't worry so much." Bunnie looked at him. "I can't help it! I'm the last to admit it when I'm frightened, but I'm so nervous right now I could make a speed- freak look calm!" Antoine layed a hand on top of her real hand, which was gripping the right armrest tightly. She looked over at him. He was staring at his feet, obviously nervous about his actions. "Antoine." He looked up into her green eyes. And that was all he needed to do.
Brian was opening the box marked Thermal-Electric and pulled out a pair of miniture engine coils. "these are energy jets. They work by converting electricity into thermal energy. They're not very efficient so they require a large amount of energy. Since I can't tap my cybernetic energy reserves to power these jets," He opened the other box, marked Nuclear-Electric. He pulled out two small power cells that were glowing with a blue nuclear fire. "That is where these come in to play. There small miniturized nuclear reactors. They have a 75 year lifespan. I picked them up in Robotropolis. I commect the jets to my boots, power them with the cells, and fly over thr island a few times, destroy a few bots, and Robotnik will be seeing red." Everyone nodded their head in agreement. Brian took off his boots and started rewireing the cells, and everyone else went back to there seats, Chuck to the cockpit. It sounded like a good plan, like nothing could go wrong. The freedom fighters could have never been more mistaken.
Chapter 17
A/N: Since I now have a job, I am thinking of asking a friend to help me with this story. This friend (Pen Name: Duke) is one of the best writers I know and is very creative. He is willing to help me with this and I am still considering it. Just thought I would try to let you know what's going on and I want your opinion. I am also trying to get to the next chapters faster as the tension and drama in the story continue to build. That's all. On to Chapter 17!
Location: Knothole
Brian and Ian carfully sat the mini-particle accelerator they had swiped from the robotisizer into the storage area in the back of the hypersonic shuttle. He turned to Ian. "No matter what, don't let anything happen to it. I'll see you when we land." Ian nodded to Brian and got in the shuttle, closing the door behind him. Rotor came up to him. "Everything has been locked down, the radar shield is holding, and all launch systems are on auto." Brian nodded. "Get in with the others. It's time to get to that fucking island." Rotor nodded and opened the rear door. He started to get in but tossed a small case to Brian. "Put those in. They're communicators." Rotor closed the rear door. Brian opened the case and saw a pair of what looked like contact lenses. He put them in and waited. He felt a minor itching in his eyes and temples for a few seconds then he saw a graphic overlay in front of his vision. It was a tracking grid with small icons in one corner. "This is blocking my view!" Brian said, irritated. Then the display dropped away. "Wait a minute..." Brian thought about the display. It came back into his view. He checked it out quickly. It had a star locator for tracking, a program for velocity, momentum, and trajectory tracking, and a emergency reset. The reset allowed Brian to take out the contacts if he had to. He shrugged, tossed the case away, and climed up the ladder to the cockpit of the shuttle. Brian opened the door and got into the cramped bucket seat in front of him. He took off his jacket and stowed it under the seat. Chuck was setting up the navigation system for the flight. "Angel Island is always moving, so we need the onboard computer to help us. It's position is never the same." Brian nodded and strapped himself in. He turned on the piloting, engine, and sensor computers. He heard a small grind as the hard drives came up to speed. He checked all systems, locked all systems into the main computers control, and activated the main fuel pump. He heard a woshing as the tanks
beneath the cockpit charged and primed the main ignition system. "Ready for launch." He stated flatly to Chuck, who had just finished completing his pre-flight checks. "We are leading the launch. Brian, you have the con. We are clear of all traffic." Brian nodded, then activated the primary fuel exchange. A light rumble went through the craft before the molecular bonding generator kicked in and counteracted the stress. "Primary fuel exchanger online and primed, go for launch." Brian nodded, and scanned his control panel. "All systems green." Brian reached over and opened the heat vents and hit the igniter. The craft began floating toward the tunnel entrance. "Throttle at 1% full power." Brian stated. He checked the nav board. "Launching in track 3. Increasing thrust to 20%." Brian pushed the throttle forward and the craft floated foward fasted. They entered the tunnel and started curving. After about 30 seconds the tunnel dipped downward. Brian reached forward and primed the other two launch engines. The tunnel was tilting downward about 30* now, straighting out. They traveled for 45 more seconds, than the tunnel took a sharp turn upward. "Main flight engine active." Brian stated as he pushed the IGNITE switch. Even though the throttle was still at 20%, the extra thrust caused the speed to jump from 35 to 163 Miles per hour. They suddenly came out of the tunnel. Uncle Chuck hit a switch. Brian heard a thud above them as the crafts wings expanded to their full wingspan of 80 feet. They had exited the tunnel above the forest at Hill Top Zone. Brian pushed the throttle forward to 50%. They started to slowly coast upward. "Priming Hypersonic engines." Brian said as he hit a few more switches on his console. The Hypercrystal, the heart of the Hypersonic engine, charged itself for the 7 hour trip using the sunlight collected by solar panels on top of the passenger compartment. "Hypercrystal charged." Chuck said. Brian grinned. "Let's see what this baby can do..." He leaned forward, shut down the main engines, and hit COMMIT on the Main Drive screen. He felt the craft suddenly lurch forward as it accelerated to Mach 5.021. The molecular bonding generator struggled to keep the craft from flying apart, and won in the end. "Course set for Angel Island, altitude: 50,000 feet." Chuck said. Brian nodded and gave control to the main computer. He tapped a few keys on his console and a small hatch slid open. He slowly stood up and started out of the hatch, back toward the passenger compartment. "I want to see how Ian is doing." Brian said. Chuck nodded and Brian continued toward the passenger compartment.
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"Ian, do you really know what you are doing?" Rotor asked for the 12th time. They were in the back storage reprogramming the particle accelarator for the EMP blast. Rotor thought that Ian was going too fast and was being reckless. Ian just said to trust him. Ian hit enter on a keypad, closed the circuit access door and locked it. He handed the key to Rotor. "Done." Ian said, and stood from his crouching position on the floor. Rotor looked skeptical, but said nothing. Brian walked into the compartment. "How is it going?" Brian asked. "Done. It will take 12 monutes to charge, but when it detonates, the EMP field will cover all of Angel Island." Brian nodded his head. "Good. This is better than I-" The intercom crackled. "Brian, Princess Sally wants to talk to you."
Brian sat back into the pilot seat and engaged the ComScreen. A image of Sally appeared. "Brian, this is Sally. All out forces have been driven under the Island surface. Even when you arrive, it still won't be enough to defeat Robotnik if we are separated. I need you, Chuck, Tails, Rotor, and Ian to come up with a way to distract Robotnik long enough for the two teams to combine. Once that happens, we will have enought man power to force Robotnik off the island." Brian sighed. "Princess, we have a weapon to use aganst him-" The princess interupted him. "And somehow he knows about it. About 75% of his forces have had their control frequencies changed. The rest he can't change. I need you guys to think of something fast. Good luck." Sally signed off. Brian just sat there for a few minutes, not moving, not saying anything. Chuck was about to say something to him when he looked bown at his combat boots. "I have an idea." Brian said. He motioned for Chuck to come with him.
A few minutes later Brian, Ian, Rotor, Chuck, and Tails were all in the rear of the passenger compartment. Brian had two crates next to him marked "Thermal-Electric" and "Nuclear-Electric". He began to talk to the others. "We need a way to distract Robotnik from Sally and the rest of the Freedom Fighters long enough to land and regroup." Ian laughed. "That's next to imposisable." Brian and the others looked at Ian. "Why do you say that?" Tails asked. "Do you, for a second, really think that Robotnik is interested in Angel Island?" Tails looked shocked. "Yeah, he want's the master emerald." Ian shook his head. "Why would he want the emerald? Maybe a few years ago, yeah. But now he has no need for it. The only reason he really ever wanted it was because he was running out of coal, not because he was building some new weapon. That was a cover. He knew that if you ever knew the truth, you would destroy the coal mines and his reign would be over. No, what he really want's is Sonic. And since that is his goal, a bull wouldn't be able to deter him." Brian thought about this for a second. "What if you presented him with a threat that outweighed his first goal?" Ian smiled, knowing what Brian was thinking. "Destroying that threat would become his first priority. And there is one thing I can think of that would cause him to do that." Brian smiled at his brother. "Tell them." Ian got a sly look on his face. "You."
*****
Antoine and Bunnie were sitting together near the middle of the passenger cabin, talking. They both were wondering what was going on in the back. "Ah sure do hope it's not sumthing bad!" Bunnie said, ajusting hre robotisized arm. Instead of the usual arm on the end, she converted it to a plasma cannon Rotor had built for her. Antoine looked at her. God, she's beautiful Antoine thought. "It's most likely nothing. You shouldn't worry so much." Bunnie looked at him. "I can't help it! I'm the last to admit it when I'm frightened, but I'm so nervous right now I could make a speed- freak look calm!" Antoine layed a hand on top of her real hand, which was gripping the right armrest tightly. She looked over at him. He was staring at his feet, obviously nervous about his actions. "Antoine." He looked up into her green eyes. And that was all he needed to do.
Brian was opening the box marked Thermal-Electric and pulled out a pair of miniture engine coils. "these are energy jets. They work by converting electricity into thermal energy. They're not very efficient so they require a large amount of energy. Since I can't tap my cybernetic energy reserves to power these jets," He opened the other box, marked Nuclear-Electric. He pulled out two small power cells that were glowing with a blue nuclear fire. "That is where these come in to play. There small miniturized nuclear reactors. They have a 75 year lifespan. I picked them up in Robotropolis. I commect the jets to my boots, power them with the cells, and fly over thr island a few times, destroy a few bots, and Robotnik will be seeing red." Everyone nodded their head in agreement. Brian took off his boots and started rewireing the cells, and everyone else went back to there seats, Chuck to the cockpit. It sounded like a good plan, like nothing could go wrong. The freedom fighters could have never been more mistaken.