Chapter 20
Who's Crazy Now?
"Alright," Charmy said, beginning to repeat what Mighty had just explained. "Knuckles isn't dead. But he thinks he was killed and then came back to life to get revenge on Sonic and defend the Master Emerald. And he just flew off and thinks we believe him, and wants us to find Sonic for him." "That's about it," Mighty sighed.
The group looked at each other.
"Okay, Mighty, you gone crazy," Vector concluded.
"WHAT?"
"Dude, Knuckles is dead," Espio said. "There is no way he came back to life, and no way you saw him." Charmy nodded. "We have to get Sonic for Knuckles cuz he ain't here to do it himself."
Mighty stood open mouthed. He didn't know what to believe-himself, the person he thought was Knuckles, his friends, or whatever. So for now, he just decided to go with the flow.
"Sure. Okay. Now what?" "Now we go back to Capital City and try to find another lead," Espio answered. "We don't have much of a choice."
"Okay, but you guys go on ahead. I'm gonna go search near Prison Island." "Why?" Charmy asked. "Well, in case they caught him or something," Mighty made up.
The group looked a bit confused.
"Alright Mighty, go ahead," Espio said. "Take this with you, so you can keep in touch." He handed the armadillo a tiny walkie-talkie.
"'k then, see ya." Mighty dashed off into the woods. Once out of earshot, Vector turned to his friends. "He's acting a bit weird, ain't he?" Espio nodded.
"He probably got banged around a bit by that cat while we were out," Charmy suggested.
"Probably," Vector agreed, but he secretly suspected there was something big going on that Mighty wasn't letting them in on. "But maybe I should go with Mighty. Y'know, make sure he doesn't get himself blow up or something." "If you wanna," Espio sighed. "Just hurry up. He's an armadillo on a mission, and he's probably ten miles away by now." "Well, that's what I do." Vector smiled and followed his friend into the trees.
Espio simply shrugged to a confused Charmy.
"YEEAAAAAH!"
A few minutes after shouting this battle cry, Amy had her aircraft. In her wake was a trail of robots and soldiers. She hopped into the plane, but stopped when she saw the card slot. She knew she needed her G.U.N. pass to get it started. Where was it? She didn't have it before, what made her think she had it now…
"Hey!" She knew something in her back pocket was bugging her. She swiped it quickly and grabbed the steering…wheel…thing. Now if she only knew how to fly this thing…
"Back," Eggman's voice said. "Right now, you're directly under the arms room. Keep going a few more feet, and there should be a loose tile in the conference room.
"One problem, egghead. What if there's someone in the conference room?"
"Sorry, hedgehog. That's the closest and probably the last chance you have at getting out of that tunnel. It's a risk you have to take." "Fine, whatever," Sonic grumbled. He felt above him until a tile shook when he touched it.
"Freedom, here I come!" he hissed to himself. He jutted his hands upward, spilling the tile across the floor. As he jumped up through the hole, he was greeted by a very unwelcome voice.
"Look what we found," Rouge sneered. "Guess you loved us so much you wanna get tossed in a cell by us again." The group laughed.
Sonic moaned. This again? Well, at least he had a plan.
"Yep," Sonic sighed, "so I also got you guys a homecoming gift." In one motion, he grabbed the loose tile and threw it in Rouge's direction. While she just barely dodged it, Sonic ran away, a hail of gunfire just missing him. "Hope you like it," Sonic called back, "but if you already have it, you can return it at Target. Tell them you paid for it in a previous life." The blue streak bounced down the halls and into the dock. A crackling in his earpiece was soon replaced by… "Testing, one, two, three. Life is nothin' but a dream, so peaceful and serene…" "Okay,, face it, you can't rap."
"Sue me," RaGiff growled. "What the heck happened?" "A little interference," Sonic lied. "What's the deal?" "Quick, on your left, there's some bars. The bars are actually prototype fighters. Like hang gliders, except…" "YEEEEHAAAA!"
"Guess he found them."
Who's Crazy Now?
"Alright," Charmy said, beginning to repeat what Mighty had just explained. "Knuckles isn't dead. But he thinks he was killed and then came back to life to get revenge on Sonic and defend the Master Emerald. And he just flew off and thinks we believe him, and wants us to find Sonic for him." "That's about it," Mighty sighed.
The group looked at each other.
"Okay, Mighty, you gone crazy," Vector concluded.
"WHAT?"
"Dude, Knuckles is dead," Espio said. "There is no way he came back to life, and no way you saw him." Charmy nodded. "We have to get Sonic for Knuckles cuz he ain't here to do it himself."
Mighty stood open mouthed. He didn't know what to believe-himself, the person he thought was Knuckles, his friends, or whatever. So for now, he just decided to go with the flow.
"Sure. Okay. Now what?" "Now we go back to Capital City and try to find another lead," Espio answered. "We don't have much of a choice."
"Okay, but you guys go on ahead. I'm gonna go search near Prison Island." "Why?" Charmy asked. "Well, in case they caught him or something," Mighty made up.
The group looked a bit confused.
"Alright Mighty, go ahead," Espio said. "Take this with you, so you can keep in touch." He handed the armadillo a tiny walkie-talkie.
"'k then, see ya." Mighty dashed off into the woods. Once out of earshot, Vector turned to his friends. "He's acting a bit weird, ain't he?" Espio nodded.
"He probably got banged around a bit by that cat while we were out," Charmy suggested.
"Probably," Vector agreed, but he secretly suspected there was something big going on that Mighty wasn't letting them in on. "But maybe I should go with Mighty. Y'know, make sure he doesn't get himself blow up or something." "If you wanna," Espio sighed. "Just hurry up. He's an armadillo on a mission, and he's probably ten miles away by now." "Well, that's what I do." Vector smiled and followed his friend into the trees.
Espio simply shrugged to a confused Charmy.
"YEEAAAAAH!"
A few minutes after shouting this battle cry, Amy had her aircraft. In her wake was a trail of robots and soldiers. She hopped into the plane, but stopped when she saw the card slot. She knew she needed her G.U.N. pass to get it started. Where was it? She didn't have it before, what made her think she had it now…
"Hey!" She knew something in her back pocket was bugging her. She swiped it quickly and grabbed the steering…wheel…thing. Now if she only knew how to fly this thing…
"Back," Eggman's voice said. "Right now, you're directly under the arms room. Keep going a few more feet, and there should be a loose tile in the conference room.
"One problem, egghead. What if there's someone in the conference room?"
"Sorry, hedgehog. That's the closest and probably the last chance you have at getting out of that tunnel. It's a risk you have to take." "Fine, whatever," Sonic grumbled. He felt above him until a tile shook when he touched it.
"Freedom, here I come!" he hissed to himself. He jutted his hands upward, spilling the tile across the floor. As he jumped up through the hole, he was greeted by a very unwelcome voice.
"Look what we found," Rouge sneered. "Guess you loved us so much you wanna get tossed in a cell by us again." The group laughed.
Sonic moaned. This again? Well, at least he had a plan.
"Yep," Sonic sighed, "so I also got you guys a homecoming gift." In one motion, he grabbed the loose tile and threw it in Rouge's direction. While she just barely dodged it, Sonic ran away, a hail of gunfire just missing him. "Hope you like it," Sonic called back, "but if you already have it, you can return it at Target. Tell them you paid for it in a previous life." The blue streak bounced down the halls and into the dock. A crackling in his earpiece was soon replaced by… "Testing, one, two, three. Life is nothin' but a dream, so peaceful and serene…" "Okay,, face it, you can't rap."
"Sue me," RaGiff growled. "What the heck happened?" "A little interference," Sonic lied. "What's the deal?" "Quick, on your left, there's some bars. The bars are actually prototype fighters. Like hang gliders, except…" "YEEEEHAAAA!"
"Guess he found them."