MedaBots
Storm Shadow
Chapter 13
By, Spectral
Note: I do not own Medabots or its characters, however, Colin/ Dark Strike/Storm Shadow and Shocker/Thunder Blade are mine
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Dark Strike jumped back and assumed a fighting stance. Storm Shadow was unimpressed.
Dark Strike: Get out of my way or I will have to go through you.
Storm Shadow: Ha! You're no match for me. Hand over the rare medal and I'll let you go.
Dark Strike: I don't have time for this. I'll just have to hurt you.
Storm Shadow: That's it. Not only am I going to pummel you, but I'm going to rip that hood off, find out who you are, and turn you in to the police.
Dark Strike: You can try!
Dark Strike jumped into the air, threw his cape behind him, and kicked Storm Shadow in the chest.
The ninja stumbled back but came back with an angry punch to Dark Strike. A fight ensued. Both mysterious thieves jumped, dodged, punched, and kicked until they were both struggling to catch their breaths.
Thunder Blade (Over radio): Storm Shadow, we had to bail. There are too many guards. Hurry before they find you!
Storm Shadow: I'd love to but I've run into a small problem.
Thunder Blade: What problem?
Storm Shadow: Dark Strike got to the medal before us.
Thunder Blade: Dark Strike!?!?! Well beat him up and take the medal!
Storm Shadow: That's a lot easier said than done. *Hangs up (?) radio*
Dark Strike and Storm Shadow were about to continue fighting when something started shooting lasers at them. The lasers melted right through the thick steel walls of the base. The two thieves looked over in the direction and saw several guard robots (not medabots just plain mindless robots) were walking towards them.
Dark Strike: Hmm…well it looks like the only way of either of us getting out of here alive is to work together.
Storm Shadow: *Pulls out swords* You really think that we can beat that many robots?
Dark Strike: Not really… but I'm going to try anyway.
Storm Shadow: Well then, lets send some of these bots to the junkyard.
Storm Shadow jumped into the air with his swords raised. Dark Strike charged forward, explosive needles ready to fire.
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Next Time:
Will they make it out alive?
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Cliffhanger…ain't I evil?
