Mimic: welcome to another chapter of the story.
Torcher: Thanks to Mechadragon for resurrecting our insperation for it.
Mimic: As you know about our stories...
Torcher: If you review it, we will write it.
Mimic: I will now start the chapter.
Torcher: Thank you captain obvious......
Mimic: ¬¬;;
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Chapter 11
For those who missed what happened, Rec and the others bumped into Shadow and are trying to find the other freedom fighters. The freedom fighters are trying to find them but are busy with other problems like trying to get away from the swatbots. As for me, I was facing yet another cyborg who I have yet to know who he is....
=at the factory=
Mimic: Let me guess, you another one of Robotnik's yes-men, right?
?????: Yes..I mean no...I uh.. SHUT UP!
Mimic: Who the heck are you?
?????: I am Icer's older brother, Blizode.
Mimic: ......What kind of name is that?
Blizode: It'll be the last name you'll ever hear! Get ready because HERE I COME! *Dashes toward Mimic and was firing his gun at the same time*
Mimic: Oh crud... *draws sabar and deflects the beams*
Blizode took the chance to slash at me and ended up scratching my chest; with somewhat deep bleeding scratches. I was pissed off at that. This Blizode was more formitable then Icer and then some. He was about to slashed at me again but just then an I-beam fell down and landed right on top of him; pinning him down on his back.
Blizode: But how?
Mimic: I defected some of the beams you shot at me into the air. *points to the ceiling which had some hole in it*
Blizode: You'll pay for this!
Mimic: I think not... *Walks over to him and takes out the V-pod Launcher*
Blizode: What the...
He was too busy gawking at the gun when I fired the cylinder-type projectile and stuck to his forehead. He was looking at it for a second, confused. Suddenly the thing activated and sent couple of thousands volts of electricity though his whole body. Since he was a cyborg, it fried the computer in his brain along with the brain itself. Blizode froze there for a second and then went limp.
Mimic: *puts away the weapon* Jeez, these cyborgs are lame; strong but no brains..... *sees the blaster Blizode dropped* Sweeet, free weapon!
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=Some where in Robotropolis=
Shadow and the three misfortuined misfits were sneaking through the city trying to find the other Freedom Fighters. So far..... They're not having much luck....at all.
Rec: Do you see them yet?
Shadow: For the last time, NO! God your annoying.....
Vee-Jay: Don't mind him, he's always like that.
Shadow: Oh, that's very reasuring...
Kusatsu: How long do you think we'll find them?
*Shadow walks around the next corner and runs into Sally*
Rec: That was fast....
Sally: *rubs her head* Ow.... what are you doing here?
Shadow: I was about to ask the same question.
Sally: Well, me and the others were looking for them *points to the three standing there* but now that we found them.... we can go back.
Shadow: Great.... let's get out of here before anything bad happens.
*The five went to the waypoint where the others are waiting*
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later.......
At the waypoint, everyone was thinking of a way out without getting caught and seeing if anyone was missing.
Sally: Ok, is everyone present and accounted for?
Sonic: All except for that Mimic guy....
Antoine: Where iz that fuel?
Rec: "Fuel"?
Vee-jay: He's french Rec.....
*Mimic runs in and was in a bit in a panic*
Mimic: Guys, we need to get out of here!
Rec: Let me guess, you set some generator on self-destruct?
Mimic: How did you know?
Rec: Sounds like something I would do.
Kusatsu: How long?
Mimic: two minutes......
*The all got worried looks on their faces*
Mimic: What is everyone standing here for? RUN!!
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Mimic: That's it for this chapter of the story.
Torcher: Sorry if it's a bit lame, we're a bit rusty from not writing it for a long time.
Mimic: Well, thanks for all the reviews.
Torcher: Till next time, laters. R&R
Torcher: Thanks to Mechadragon for resurrecting our insperation for it.
Mimic: As you know about our stories...
Torcher: If you review it, we will write it.
Mimic: I will now start the chapter.
Torcher: Thank you captain obvious......
Mimic: ¬¬;;
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Chapter 11
For those who missed what happened, Rec and the others bumped into Shadow and are trying to find the other freedom fighters. The freedom fighters are trying to find them but are busy with other problems like trying to get away from the swatbots. As for me, I was facing yet another cyborg who I have yet to know who he is....
=at the factory=
Mimic: Let me guess, you another one of Robotnik's yes-men, right?
?????: Yes..I mean no...I uh.. SHUT UP!
Mimic: Who the heck are you?
?????: I am Icer's older brother, Blizode.
Mimic: ......What kind of name is that?
Blizode: It'll be the last name you'll ever hear! Get ready because HERE I COME! *Dashes toward Mimic and was firing his gun at the same time*
Mimic: Oh crud... *draws sabar and deflects the beams*
Blizode took the chance to slash at me and ended up scratching my chest; with somewhat deep bleeding scratches. I was pissed off at that. This Blizode was more formitable then Icer and then some. He was about to slashed at me again but just then an I-beam fell down and landed right on top of him; pinning him down on his back.
Blizode: But how?
Mimic: I defected some of the beams you shot at me into the air. *points to the ceiling which had some hole in it*
Blizode: You'll pay for this!
Mimic: I think not... *Walks over to him and takes out the V-pod Launcher*
Blizode: What the...
He was too busy gawking at the gun when I fired the cylinder-type projectile and stuck to his forehead. He was looking at it for a second, confused. Suddenly the thing activated and sent couple of thousands volts of electricity though his whole body. Since he was a cyborg, it fried the computer in his brain along with the brain itself. Blizode froze there for a second and then went limp.
Mimic: *puts away the weapon* Jeez, these cyborgs are lame; strong but no brains..... *sees the blaster Blizode dropped* Sweeet, free weapon!
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=Some where in Robotropolis=
Shadow and the three misfortuined misfits were sneaking through the city trying to find the other Freedom Fighters. So far..... They're not having much luck....at all.
Rec: Do you see them yet?
Shadow: For the last time, NO! God your annoying.....
Vee-Jay: Don't mind him, he's always like that.
Shadow: Oh, that's very reasuring...
Kusatsu: How long do you think we'll find them?
*Shadow walks around the next corner and runs into Sally*
Rec: That was fast....
Sally: *rubs her head* Ow.... what are you doing here?
Shadow: I was about to ask the same question.
Sally: Well, me and the others were looking for them *points to the three standing there* but now that we found them.... we can go back.
Shadow: Great.... let's get out of here before anything bad happens.
*The five went to the waypoint where the others are waiting*
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
later.......
At the waypoint, everyone was thinking of a way out without getting caught and seeing if anyone was missing.
Sally: Ok, is everyone present and accounted for?
Sonic: All except for that Mimic guy....
Antoine: Where iz that fuel?
Rec: "Fuel"?
Vee-jay: He's french Rec.....
*Mimic runs in and was in a bit in a panic*
Mimic: Guys, we need to get out of here!
Rec: Let me guess, you set some generator on self-destruct?
Mimic: How did you know?
Rec: Sounds like something I would do.
Kusatsu: How long?
Mimic: two minutes......
*The all got worried looks on their faces*
Mimic: What is everyone standing here for? RUN!!
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Mimic: That's it for this chapter of the story.
Torcher: Sorry if it's a bit lame, we're a bit rusty from not writing it for a long time.
Mimic: Well, thanks for all the reviews.
Torcher: Till next time, laters. R&R