Chapter 19
Full On Assault
"So," Sonic muttered as he wandered down the hall, "my old nemesis sounds so happy so hear from me? Alright, spill it."
"What do you mean?" Eggman asked Sonic innocently.
"Don't give me that crap. You're involved in all this somehow, I know it. Isn't this the time when you spill out your master plan anyway, knowing we can't do a thing about it?"
"I have no clue what you're talking about, hedgehog," the doctor responded. "I've cleaned up my ways. You know that. I'm trying to be mayor of Capital City, and if I don't keep squeaky clean, I'm not gonna do too well in the polls."
"Or maybe you want to start some dictatorship or something."
"That's not the point, Sonic!" Eggman yelled. "I need your help!"
"So you do have someth-wait..what did you say?"
"I need your help, Sonic."
Sonic smiled. He knew Eggman couldn't see the smirk, but he liked doing it anyway.
"Okay, so what do you need, Egghead?"
"I need you to go to the Silver Mountains."
Brief pause. Then Sonic responded, "Okay, why?"
"My secret base is located there-"
"So you WERE planning something!" Sonic laughed nervously. The dark was getting to him.
"No, it's a storehouse of all my old creations. I thought I might use them later, and it seemed a waste to just get rid of them. So I locked them away there. But something's wrong with them. They're going berserk."
"Told you giving your robots Mountain Dew was a bad idea," Sonic joked.
"Shut up!"
"Now if you want my help," Sonic taunted, "this isn't a good way to get it."
Growling sound. Then, "I don't know what's going on. I have control of them sometimes, then others they go postal on the base. If I send them out for a test run, they might turn around and start shooting down my defenses."
"And you want me to do…what?" Sonic asked. "Hurry up, man. I'm not exactly in the best position to be involved in an engaging conversation."
"Can you and your fox friend get over here?"
Sonic stopped dead in his tracks. He hadn't thought of Tails since the incident at the prison. But now that he had, his eyes were filled with rage.
"No, I can't bring my fox backstabber with me. He's too busy selling me out to the cops and everyone else who gives a damn about what he says."
"What?"
"I can come, but the fox ain't with me. And if he was, I'd throttle him."
Stunned silence from Eggman was rare, but when it happened, it was really something. "Whatever. If you're here, it's okay."
"But I need a favor of my own," Sonic added.
The doctor groaned. "Figures. The hedgehog does nothing for nothing."
"Can you bring up the blueprints for a military carrier?"
"If I knew which one it was. Do you have a number or something?"
"I don't know, I was too busy being hauled into a cell and abused by the guards to notice what number it was."
"Hey, you want my help, don't give me any attitude."
"Let me know that I'm doing you a favor. I could get out of here alone, but it'd be a helluva lot easier if you brought it up."
"Fine. Do you know anything about it?"
"All I know is that it's been airborne for about four hours."
"Alright, I'll see what I can do. Just hold on a minute."
As Eggman typed away, Sonic wandered on, more blind than a bat, hoping that the worst didn't happen. Because in his experiences, the worst always did.
"WOO HOO!"
Tails was loving every minute of this. He had been ripping through fighters since takeoff, non-stop action, like Zone of the Enders. Except better! This was insane! He didn't care how many there were, he was invincible!
Except when he finally saw the carrier.
Flashback. Three fighters and a large spacecraft. He was in his most advanced craft he had. An expert pilot. And they ripped him to shreds. Dodged all the fighters, then smashed by the large beam from the larger ship…
Return to reality. God only knew how many fighters and an even larger spacecraft. He was in one of his least advanced crafts he had. Battered confidence and crushed self-esteem.
RaGiff was yelling something in his ear that could have been Chinese for all he knew, because he couldn't hear it. He couldn't hear anything but the harsh, deafening hum of silence. He was zoned out. He couldn't do this. He should just turn back right now.
Then, he thought of what happens next. If he doesn't die now, Sonic kills him later.
It was crazy time! Tails flew the plane straight into the fray, screaming.
"EEEYAAAAAH!"
"Sir, this is a serious situation. Our military is being hammered. One of our carriers containing Sonic the Hedgehog is being assaulted by some kind of hovercraft and something that appears to be an airplane. Our Prison Island station is being attacked by an unknown fugitive. The hedgehog himself has escaped from his cell, we haven't heard from Squad 65B, and we have cut loose our test subject, Mr. Kasille."
"We need to go on the offensive. Don't take any hesitation to kill the fugitives involved, because they are obviously-wait."
"Yes, Mr. President?"
"What was that last thing you said?"
"We have cut loose our test subject, Mr. Blade Kasille."
"The bounty hunter?"
"Yes, sir."
"Who did that? You, Rouge, who?"
"You did, sir. You signed the proposal two days ago."
The President started at his consultant.
"I don't remember doing that."
While floating towards Prison Island, Knuckles saw a couple surprises. Explosions. Something interesting was happening. Was Sonic here? This was his best bet.
He didn't recall exactly what happened next, but it involved a slice of blue cut across a black background. Whatever happened, he couldn't see, until the blackness was flooded with a teal shade. It was just a matter of time before…
Full On Assault
"So," Sonic muttered as he wandered down the hall, "my old nemesis sounds so happy so hear from me? Alright, spill it."
"What do you mean?" Eggman asked Sonic innocently.
"Don't give me that crap. You're involved in all this somehow, I know it. Isn't this the time when you spill out your master plan anyway, knowing we can't do a thing about it?"
"I have no clue what you're talking about, hedgehog," the doctor responded. "I've cleaned up my ways. You know that. I'm trying to be mayor of Capital City, and if I don't keep squeaky clean, I'm not gonna do too well in the polls."
"Or maybe you want to start some dictatorship or something."
"That's not the point, Sonic!" Eggman yelled. "I need your help!"
"So you do have someth-wait..what did you say?"
"I need your help, Sonic."
Sonic smiled. He knew Eggman couldn't see the smirk, but he liked doing it anyway.
"Okay, so what do you need, Egghead?"
"I need you to go to the Silver Mountains."
Brief pause. Then Sonic responded, "Okay, why?"
"My secret base is located there-"
"So you WERE planning something!" Sonic laughed nervously. The dark was getting to him.
"No, it's a storehouse of all my old creations. I thought I might use them later, and it seemed a waste to just get rid of them. So I locked them away there. But something's wrong with them. They're going berserk."
"Told you giving your robots Mountain Dew was a bad idea," Sonic joked.
"Shut up!"
"Now if you want my help," Sonic taunted, "this isn't a good way to get it."
Growling sound. Then, "I don't know what's going on. I have control of them sometimes, then others they go postal on the base. If I send them out for a test run, they might turn around and start shooting down my defenses."
"And you want me to do…what?" Sonic asked. "Hurry up, man. I'm not exactly in the best position to be involved in an engaging conversation."
"Can you and your fox friend get over here?"
Sonic stopped dead in his tracks. He hadn't thought of Tails since the incident at the prison. But now that he had, his eyes were filled with rage.
"No, I can't bring my fox backstabber with me. He's too busy selling me out to the cops and everyone else who gives a damn about what he says."
"What?"
"I can come, but the fox ain't with me. And if he was, I'd throttle him."
Stunned silence from Eggman was rare, but when it happened, it was really something. "Whatever. If you're here, it's okay."
"But I need a favor of my own," Sonic added.
The doctor groaned. "Figures. The hedgehog does nothing for nothing."
"Can you bring up the blueprints for a military carrier?"
"If I knew which one it was. Do you have a number or something?"
"I don't know, I was too busy being hauled into a cell and abused by the guards to notice what number it was."
"Hey, you want my help, don't give me any attitude."
"Let me know that I'm doing you a favor. I could get out of here alone, but it'd be a helluva lot easier if you brought it up."
"Fine. Do you know anything about it?"
"All I know is that it's been airborne for about four hours."
"Alright, I'll see what I can do. Just hold on a minute."
As Eggman typed away, Sonic wandered on, more blind than a bat, hoping that the worst didn't happen. Because in his experiences, the worst always did.
"WOO HOO!"
Tails was loving every minute of this. He had been ripping through fighters since takeoff, non-stop action, like Zone of the Enders. Except better! This was insane! He didn't care how many there were, he was invincible!
Except when he finally saw the carrier.
Flashback. Three fighters and a large spacecraft. He was in his most advanced craft he had. An expert pilot. And they ripped him to shreds. Dodged all the fighters, then smashed by the large beam from the larger ship…
Return to reality. God only knew how many fighters and an even larger spacecraft. He was in one of his least advanced crafts he had. Battered confidence and crushed self-esteem.
RaGiff was yelling something in his ear that could have been Chinese for all he knew, because he couldn't hear it. He couldn't hear anything but the harsh, deafening hum of silence. He was zoned out. He couldn't do this. He should just turn back right now.
Then, he thought of what happens next. If he doesn't die now, Sonic kills him later.
It was crazy time! Tails flew the plane straight into the fray, screaming.
"EEEYAAAAAH!"
"Sir, this is a serious situation. Our military is being hammered. One of our carriers containing Sonic the Hedgehog is being assaulted by some kind of hovercraft and something that appears to be an airplane. Our Prison Island station is being attacked by an unknown fugitive. The hedgehog himself has escaped from his cell, we haven't heard from Squad 65B, and we have cut loose our test subject, Mr. Kasille."
"We need to go on the offensive. Don't take any hesitation to kill the fugitives involved, because they are obviously-wait."
"Yes, Mr. President?"
"What was that last thing you said?"
"We have cut loose our test subject, Mr. Blade Kasille."
"The bounty hunter?"
"Yes, sir."
"Who did that? You, Rouge, who?"
"You did, sir. You signed the proposal two days ago."
The President started at his consultant.
"I don't remember doing that."
While floating towards Prison Island, Knuckles saw a couple surprises. Explosions. Something interesting was happening. Was Sonic here? This was his best bet.
He didn't recall exactly what happened next, but it involved a slice of blue cut across a black background. Whatever happened, he couldn't see, until the blackness was flooded with a teal shade. It was just a matter of time before…