The Robotnik Complex
Chapter 18
AN: I know that this was a long time coming but I had very little time to
write as I am now a cook at my job. Sorry for the wait, I hope you enjoy!
Brian tightened the last screw holding the electric-thermal engines he had built to his boots. He sat the boot down and yawned. He still had 5 hours to go before he had to do anything, so he decided to head forward to the main passenger compartment to take a nap. He passed the rear seats where Tails and Amy were sitting, talking. He continued forward until he found Bunnie and Antoine sitting together. Sighing, he continued up another 4 rows until he found a couple of empty seats. He snached a small pillow from under one of the seats, reclined the seat he sat in, and dozed off.
***** Brian sat up. He was in his old house in Bellevue, Ohio in his room. His computer was on, the first draft for the Blade Runner on the screen. He looked at the date on his watch. It was June 24, 2058, the day he had completed his design. "What am I doing back here?" Brian said to himself as he stood up and walked over to the computer
*****
"Brian! Wake up!" Chuck yelled into Brian's ear. Brian jumped. "Ahhh, fuck!" Brian shouted before he calmed himself. "What, is it time to land?" Brian asked, rubbing his eyes. "No, not for thirty minutes, but you need to get ready for the diversion." Brian nodded his head and headed toward the back of the ship. Ian was typing furiously at one of the computer terminals near the rear of the passenger compartment. Brian looked at the screed over Ian's shoulder and saw several windows displaying programming code, energy readouts, and a communications tools. Ian looked behind him and saw Brian. He pointed to a chair next to the terminal and Brian sat. Ian typed for another minute, then closed all the windows except the comm tools. He looked over at Brian. "Open your RF Comm Channel." Brian looked confused. "Why? What program did you write?" Ian sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "It's a central nervous system enhancer. It uses your Cyber-implants and the computer in your arm to speed up and improve the efficency of your synaptic relays. It will also speed up reaction time and help you be more aware of the world around you. This is all in the normal run mode. If you allow it to use 4 times more processor speed, it will improve your synaptic relays to such an extent that time will appear to stop. You can only use it for about 25 real-time seconds before your nervous system would collaspe under the weight of nerve signals, so it has an auto-cutoff for 20 seconds." Ian looked at Brian. "Do you want it?" Brian closed his eyes and open a comm channel. "Use Short-Range 4 for transmission." Brian closed his eyes. A few seconds later he felt the information begin to pour in. He assigned it a folder and let in download. After it was complete, he activated in. The results were instant. "I feel incredible!" Brian said in amazment. All his senses felt like they were running on afterburners. He could taste the residue of the apple he had that morning on his tounge. "Give me a second." Ian said, typing a short command in. The effect went away, but Brian could still feel it lurking just beneath the surface, like it was about to explode outward. "I just activated a damping program. If you are in a non-combat situation, the enhancer will remain inactive. If you are wounded, it will damping just those nerves so your not inpaired by the pain." Brian nodded and closed the comm channel. "Thanks Ian." Ian nodded. "I just have a feeling your going to need it." Brian nodded. "I have to go get my shoes ready." Brian stood up and walked into the back compartment. Brian sat down on a small stool in the back compartment. He rolled up his pant legs and reached for the boots. He picked one up and toyed with it in his hands for a few minutes. Finally he sat it back down on the floor. He reached and pressed a small button on the power cell. The small jets turned a bright blue and the boot started to hover about 4 feet above the floor. Brian reached out and pushed the boot slightly. It floated in the direction that he pushed it for a few inches, then straightened out and stopped. Brian nodded his head and pushed the button again. The boot dropped to the floor. He reached down and slipped the boot on. He put both boots on and rolled the pants over the tops. He opened a comm channel to the boots computer and locked it open, and labeled the boots as a add-on. 'Good. No more button pushing.' Brian thought to himself. A knock sounded on the rear compartment door. "Come in." Brian said calmly. Bunnie walked in. "Chuck wanted me to tell you we are about 5 minutes from slowing to subsonic. Another 15 after that is when you start your flyover." Brian nodded. "Thank you." Brian said. Bunnie hesitated before begining to walk out. "Wait." Brian said just before she started to open the door. "Bunnie, what's wrong?" Brian asked, concern in his voice. She turned around. "Just don't get killed, OK?" Brian looked at her like she had just grown a new set of eyes. "Get killed? That's the least of my worries." Bunnis looked startled. "Then what's the biggest worry you have?" Brian put on a rueful smile. "Burning the piss out of my pants with my boots. These are nice pants you know..." Bunnie smiled and chuckled. "Good luck." Brian nodded. "You too." Bunnie turned and walked out. Brian smile went away in a instant. "I'm not liking all these morbid thoughts." Brian said to himself just before walking out of the compartment, toward the cockpit. He didn't see St. John lurking in the shadows with a small handheld computer. "Frequency Verified." The computer stated. St. John smiled. "Today, Brian. Today is the day you die."
*****
"Ready for Hypercrystal shutdown." Brian stated from the pilot seat of the shuttle. "Shut it down in one minute...mark!" Chuck hit enter on his board and a counter on the main monitor started. Brian started bringing the main engines back online. "10 seconds." Chuck said as Brian charged the main fuel lines. "5...4...3...2...1...Shutdown!" Brian disconnected the Hypercrystal and activated the thrusters. "Systems are green, 17 minutes until Angel Island, speed is 576 Miles per hour." Brian said as he unlatched the seatbelt harness and grabbed the jacket he had stowed under the seat. "I'm going to go get ready. I'll be in the back if you need me." Brian turned and half-walked half-crawled through the door. When Brian arrived in the back, everyone was busy. Tails was loading his gun and putting spare clips in his jacket pocket. Amy was loading her crossbow and spare bows into her carrying case. She also brought along a large wooden hammer. Brian looked strangely at the hammer, but said nothing. St. John was also loading his crossbow into its case, but he was using electro-charged arrows instead of steel. Antoine had a sword, and Bunnie had a metal staff, in addition to her arm. 'What a crew.' Brian thought as he reached into a container and brought out his holster and Shotgun. He reached into the box and brought out all the spare ammo he brought along: 10 clips, each holding 20 rounds for the gun. The gun was already loaded, so he really had 11 clips. He put the shotgun into his holster and pit the ammo into a side pack he had. He slipped his jacket on and put on a pair of sunglasses he had brought. He was ready. He approched the side hatch where Ian and Rotor were waiting for him. "Remember, 3 passes over the island, then land on the south end." Rotor said while checking the thrusters. "Any less than that, and it will not give us enough time. Any more, he'll know something's up. Ready?" Brian nodded. A green light went on on the console next to the hatch. "We're in range. Good luck, See ya on the island!" Ian said grinning. Brian smiled. "Hopefully!" Brian pushed a button on the console to activate a protective field around the hatch so pressure wouldn't change inside the cabin when he opened the door.
*****
Sally looked up toward the coming armada through a modified telescope that could see through the ships cloke. She saw the front ship's side hatch slide open. "Good luck, Brian. Your going to need it."
Brian tightened the last screw holding the electric-thermal engines he had built to his boots. He sat the boot down and yawned. He still had 5 hours to go before he had to do anything, so he decided to head forward to the main passenger compartment to take a nap. He passed the rear seats where Tails and Amy were sitting, talking. He continued forward until he found Bunnie and Antoine sitting together. Sighing, he continued up another 4 rows until he found a couple of empty seats. He snached a small pillow from under one of the seats, reclined the seat he sat in, and dozed off.
***** Brian sat up. He was in his old house in Bellevue, Ohio in his room. His computer was on, the first draft for the Blade Runner on the screen. He looked at the date on his watch. It was June 24, 2058, the day he had completed his design. "What am I doing back here?" Brian said to himself as he stood up and walked over to the computer
*****
"Brian! Wake up!" Chuck yelled into Brian's ear. Brian jumped. "Ahhh, fuck!" Brian shouted before he calmed himself. "What, is it time to land?" Brian asked, rubbing his eyes. "No, not for thirty minutes, but you need to get ready for the diversion." Brian nodded his head and headed toward the back of the ship. Ian was typing furiously at one of the computer terminals near the rear of the passenger compartment. Brian looked at the screed over Ian's shoulder and saw several windows displaying programming code, energy readouts, and a communications tools. Ian looked behind him and saw Brian. He pointed to a chair next to the terminal and Brian sat. Ian typed for another minute, then closed all the windows except the comm tools. He looked over at Brian. "Open your RF Comm Channel." Brian looked confused. "Why? What program did you write?" Ian sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "It's a central nervous system enhancer. It uses your Cyber-implants and the computer in your arm to speed up and improve the efficency of your synaptic relays. It will also speed up reaction time and help you be more aware of the world around you. This is all in the normal run mode. If you allow it to use 4 times more processor speed, it will improve your synaptic relays to such an extent that time will appear to stop. You can only use it for about 25 real-time seconds before your nervous system would collaspe under the weight of nerve signals, so it has an auto-cutoff for 20 seconds." Ian looked at Brian. "Do you want it?" Brian closed his eyes and open a comm channel. "Use Short-Range 4 for transmission." Brian closed his eyes. A few seconds later he felt the information begin to pour in. He assigned it a folder and let in download. After it was complete, he activated in. The results were instant. "I feel incredible!" Brian said in amazment. All his senses felt like they were running on afterburners. He could taste the residue of the apple he had that morning on his tounge. "Give me a second." Ian said, typing a short command in. The effect went away, but Brian could still feel it lurking just beneath the surface, like it was about to explode outward. "I just activated a damping program. If you are in a non-combat situation, the enhancer will remain inactive. If you are wounded, it will damping just those nerves so your not inpaired by the pain." Brian nodded and closed the comm channel. "Thanks Ian." Ian nodded. "I just have a feeling your going to need it." Brian nodded. "I have to go get my shoes ready." Brian stood up and walked into the back compartment. Brian sat down on a small stool in the back compartment. He rolled up his pant legs and reached for the boots. He picked one up and toyed with it in his hands for a few minutes. Finally he sat it back down on the floor. He reached and pressed a small button on the power cell. The small jets turned a bright blue and the boot started to hover about 4 feet above the floor. Brian reached out and pushed the boot slightly. It floated in the direction that he pushed it for a few inches, then straightened out and stopped. Brian nodded his head and pushed the button again. The boot dropped to the floor. He reached down and slipped the boot on. He put both boots on and rolled the pants over the tops. He opened a comm channel to the boots computer and locked it open, and labeled the boots as a add-on. 'Good. No more button pushing.' Brian thought to himself. A knock sounded on the rear compartment door. "Come in." Brian said calmly. Bunnie walked in. "Chuck wanted me to tell you we are about 5 minutes from slowing to subsonic. Another 15 after that is when you start your flyover." Brian nodded. "Thank you." Brian said. Bunnie hesitated before begining to walk out. "Wait." Brian said just before she started to open the door. "Bunnie, what's wrong?" Brian asked, concern in his voice. She turned around. "Just don't get killed, OK?" Brian looked at her like she had just grown a new set of eyes. "Get killed? That's the least of my worries." Bunnis looked startled. "Then what's the biggest worry you have?" Brian put on a rueful smile. "Burning the piss out of my pants with my boots. These are nice pants you know..." Bunnie smiled and chuckled. "Good luck." Brian nodded. "You too." Bunnie turned and walked out. Brian smile went away in a instant. "I'm not liking all these morbid thoughts." Brian said to himself just before walking out of the compartment, toward the cockpit. He didn't see St. John lurking in the shadows with a small handheld computer. "Frequency Verified." The computer stated. St. John smiled. "Today, Brian. Today is the day you die."
*****
"Ready for Hypercrystal shutdown." Brian stated from the pilot seat of the shuttle. "Shut it down in one minute...mark!" Chuck hit enter on his board and a counter on the main monitor started. Brian started bringing the main engines back online. "10 seconds." Chuck said as Brian charged the main fuel lines. "5...4...3...2...1...Shutdown!" Brian disconnected the Hypercrystal and activated the thrusters. "Systems are green, 17 minutes until Angel Island, speed is 576 Miles per hour." Brian said as he unlatched the seatbelt harness and grabbed the jacket he had stowed under the seat. "I'm going to go get ready. I'll be in the back if you need me." Brian turned and half-walked half-crawled through the door. When Brian arrived in the back, everyone was busy. Tails was loading his gun and putting spare clips in his jacket pocket. Amy was loading her crossbow and spare bows into her carrying case. She also brought along a large wooden hammer. Brian looked strangely at the hammer, but said nothing. St. John was also loading his crossbow into its case, but he was using electro-charged arrows instead of steel. Antoine had a sword, and Bunnie had a metal staff, in addition to her arm. 'What a crew.' Brian thought as he reached into a container and brought out his holster and Shotgun. He reached into the box and brought out all the spare ammo he brought along: 10 clips, each holding 20 rounds for the gun. The gun was already loaded, so he really had 11 clips. He put the shotgun into his holster and pit the ammo into a side pack he had. He slipped his jacket on and put on a pair of sunglasses he had brought. He was ready. He approched the side hatch where Ian and Rotor were waiting for him. "Remember, 3 passes over the island, then land on the south end." Rotor said while checking the thrusters. "Any less than that, and it will not give us enough time. Any more, he'll know something's up. Ready?" Brian nodded. A green light went on on the console next to the hatch. "We're in range. Good luck, See ya on the island!" Ian said grinning. Brian smiled. "Hopefully!" Brian pushed a button on the console to activate a protective field around the hatch so pressure wouldn't change inside the cabin when he opened the door.
*****
Sally looked up toward the coming armada through a modified telescope that could see through the ships cloke. She saw the front ship's side hatch slide open. "Good luck, Brian. Your going to need it."