Title: One Down
Date of Remastery: 29th of October 2005
Sonic steped backward a short way before he and bolted out the open door. The FightBot, in great pain grabed his arm and fall to one knee. "What's wrong?" One of the suits asked.
"What is wrong with you? I just got my arm cut off!"
"Yeah, but it's back on now."
"Only the suit is holding it in place, if I take it off it's bye bye army. I've got to get off this planet and back to good old Erstmap HQ where I can have a surgan have a look at this arm. It's not going to be pritty if the arm heals a few millermeters out. Get me in contact with Erstmap."
"But that will involve us getting an uplink to the mother ship that then has to go through the communications port at the Water colony."
"What's your point? You better do it soon before I pass out from lack of blood."
"I guess your right."
The FightBot slowly rose and joins the game of poker which now has an open stop due to the suit that left to contact with Erstmap.
"Do you want video or just voice?" The suit called.
"How much of a delay time is it for video?" The FightBot asked turning to the suit.
"A couple of seconds if you want to get in contact with your training ship."
"How long will the delay time be if we get in contact with the Erstmap home base?"
"If we link it through the training ship about six seconds, it will also have very bad quality."
"How long just for voice then?"
"About six seconds, it will be in good quality."
"I'll take the video then."
"Sure thing."
The FightBot turned back to the game of poker being played. "So, how would and nightmarish killing machine like myself get his hands on some chips?"
"We gave them out at the start of the game."
"Alright FightBot we've got Erstmap."
"About time too." The FightBot walked to the comunication computer. On the screen was a human technician. Next to the technician was a Green Eyed Mec and on the opposite side was a snorring Advanced Human. Behind them, a platform, a meter up from the ground with a railing surrounding it. Located on the walls are many monisters with a few Mec and Skydrone technicians obsurving the statues of the base.
"Hey away FightBot, what's it like Mobius?"
"It sucks, I got my arm cut off."
"That's a shame. What do you want?"
"I want to be a rockstar, that would be cool. Right now though I would setting for getting off this rock."
"Why do you want off?"
"I got my arm cut off."
"Ok then I'll take it to the Advanced Humans and see what I can do."
"There's one right next to you."
"That's a Mec."
"The other side."
"His asleep."
"Look just get me off this planet." The FightBot said leaving the room with a threting gesture to the screen.
At Erstmap base on the moon.
The technician entered the gaming room, where most of the Advanced Humans hung out in their spare time. Only one is in the room. Advanced Humans have two minds. The extra one being from the input of a small computer attached to the right side of the head.
Erstmap uses a pyramid chane of command and ueses number ranks. The Rank 1 Advanced Human is at the very top and there is only one. Rank 2s are second in command and there are four. The Rank 3s are third in command and there are sixteen of them.
"Sir." The technician said.
The Rank 2 Advanced Human looked up. "Yes, what is it?"
"The FightBot we leant to H Team wants out."
"What happened?"
"He got his arm cut off."
"Is it back on?"
"Yeah, I think he lost a lot of blood thought."
"Get a transport ship ready, put on two AttackBots, a medical unit, a pilot and a back up pilot, enough food and water to last them from a trip two times that size and some Katta soldiers.
"Is that all Ian?"
"That's all Siefer."
The technician left to get the transporter ready for flight.
Meanwhile Sonic had met back up with Sally and Bunnie and was telling them about what had just happened. "I'm telling you its bleeds and it can rebuild itself."
"Strange, how did you get out?"
"I'm just too good."
Two days later.
"The air is getting cleaner by the day."
"I guess those Robotersied Mobiens have got the air factories working."
"Their fast."
"Robots don't rest."
"What's going to happen to the SWATbots?"
"Thats not our concern."
"Yeah, I guess I should just think about what I've been assigned to." The suit glanced at his computer screen. "Looks like we have company."
A large Erstmapian transport ship landed just outside the city. Sonic and Sally had positioned themselves a safe distance so they could observe. Unlike the H Team transporters which have the two pilot seats and a large area at the back for the troops or equipment to go, the Erstmap transporters are four times the size and are made for more comfortable trips. The airlock doors opened and two large AttackBots jumped and took positions next to the doors to project the transport in case of an ambush. Waiting there were two suits the FightBot. The FightBot run up to the ship just as a Reinforced FightBot was getting out. "So you the replacement? Good luck."
"I'm not going to need it." The Reinforced FightBot smirked.
"If you say so."
"That's the one." Sonic said pointing out the FightBot.
"Are you sure?" Sally questioned.
"Yes."
"Well what ever it is its getting on that ship. Looks like its getting replaced."
"Let it run I'll take this new one on."
"Sonic you still haven't rescued Tails and Antoine."
"I'm getting to it. I kinder of forgot where they are."
"Sonic..."