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Chapter 42
All Hope Rests
A slap shot from the right side, saved by Burris! The rebound right to Miroslav, no, it goes wide! Here comes Neil around the back of the net for Capital City, the series tied 3-3, the game tied 2-2 here in overtime. He wraps around the net, tries to jam the puck in, stoned by Burris, but Neil keeps going. Finally, Franklin swoops in for Milwaukee and knocks it out, but it's picked off by Cummings for Capital City! One timer from the slot…
The game was interrupted by a radio buzz for RaGiff. What? Who would have the time to call him down there? Grumbling, he leaned over to press a button to receive as cheers erupted from the TV and the announcers screamed "You'll never see another winning shot like that again!"
"Yeah?"
"Is there any way to power up the War Machine any faster?"
"Leo? What the hell you doing?"
"I'm leaving. I can't fight anymore…"
"Why? You get banged up or something?"
"I just can't…"
"Huh? And why can't you just?"
"I can't stand it…No more war…I can't lose anyone else anymore."
Oh, for the love of…
"Man, don't you get it? You're not out there because you're bein' punished, you're out there to keep other people from bitin' the big one. You're out there…to get her back."
RaGiff hated to do that, but there was no other way to get him to go back. And he knew he had hit home the moment he'd said it.
"You get it now, Leo?"
There was no answer from the other end.
"Leo?"
He checked the status of the connection. There was no connection. Blade had cut it.
Now what? Had Leo gone back or had he left for his machine? Even RaGiff had no way to tell that. So, only one thing to do…at least now that the game was over.
He changed the channel to yet another Earth network. He loved his long-distance satellite.
"Welcome to the NBA on ABC. You're just in time for the Eastern Conference Playoff Game 4 between the Capital City Storm and the Philadelphia 76ers. Philly leads the best of seven series 2-1…"
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Blade had to give that guy one thing. He had hit home the moment he said it and he knew it. But he was right. This was time for revenge. Eggman had killed countless friends and family in those wars. Even those he didn't kill he had taken in some way. James was still missing. Cassie was still missing. And this was the way he got back.
He could never completely make up for all the hurt. But here was a pretty good way to do it.
He wiped off his shirt, pulled up the waist of his jeans, shook out his short auburn hair, and blinked his flaming red eyes. Finally, after all these…er…"preparations," he unsheathed his sword and ran back to the battle. He hadn't gotten too far, he had barely gotten to the top of the mountain.
Once he got enough velocity, he began to slide down. He saw a couple developments had taken place while he had gone. First, Metal Sonic was flying Big's dead body to the side so that it didn't get in the way anymore. Second, Tails wasn't there anymore. And third…Knuckles was up and at 'em again. Good thing too, because had he not, the rest of them might've been dead by now. Time for a little assistance of his own.
He planted near the bottom and jumped so high you'd think he was flying. He swung his sword over his head and downward, screaming and old samurai cry he had learned before he had left Morphos.
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Now she was in trouble. All the gusto in the world couldn't help her here.
One of the robots had knocked her hammer out of her hands. A second one blasted it out of the air with a laser blast.
Of all the time she needed Espio to come over and stealthily destroy one of these, she needed it now. But, naturally, Espio was nowhere in sight, and he hadn't been for a while.
Another robot grabbed her wrists. Screaming and flailing, Amy tried to break free, but the iron grip (literally) of the robot was too much She kicked away one other robot, but yet another orange one grabbed her ankles A third and fourth one helped out, and soon, she was being stretched out by four robots, each of whom had either her wrist or her ankle.
"YEE..EEH…EARGH!"
Well, at least she'd be taller. But also dead.
The robots had the rest of the machines clear a lane for just one of them. The only one left near her with a ridiculously long spear. The two robots with her wrists jumped on top of the ones with her ankles so she was facing the robot with the spear. That same robot began charging, spear first.
Amy jammed her eyes shut. She couldn't watch.
She waited. And waited. God, for someone with a spear as long as that, it was taking them forever to gore her.
Suddenly, she felt the grips from her wrists relinquish themselves. She fell all the way back by her ankles without someone supporting her upper body. Her abdominal muscles couldn't hold it. He ankles felt like they were going to snap anytime now. Then, she fell to the ground by her back.
"OOMF!"
She opened her eyes. She saw Blade's…or Leo's; she thought it was more appropriate to call him by her official name, even though Blade did sound cooler. Anyway, she saw his face smile down on her. Quickly, he handed Amy's hammer to her and jumped away.
Amy dropped the hammer, pushed her body up, and grabbed the hammer again. Instead of waiting for the robot onslaught, she charged towards it.
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Tails was getting close to the mountain when he looked down for a second. The military was down there. He couldn't tell exactly what they were doing there, but there was apparently a medical team down there caring for someone. Who, though? No one he knew, probably. He kept going.
There was the battlefield. He just had to get to Sonic. Then whoever was taking him so long wouldn't last much longer.
"Cover me guys!" he shouted to the fighters, even though Charmy was the only one who could hear him. Charmy nodded and Tails flew off towards the main buildings. More specifically, the giant tower that rested at the center of the metallic city. He gripped the bag extra tight just to be sure he didn't drop it.
Wait, this was going to take too long. He was fast, but not fast enough. He had an idea of how to get them there faster.
"Metal!" he called out.
Even thought Metal Sonic was almost a half mile away, the machine's incredible hearing recognized Tails' voice. It ceased its slashing away of enemies with its claws and flew over as fast as it could to the hovering fox.
"Master…" it whirred.
"Bring this to Sonic. He's inside that large gray metal tower."
"Sonic…"
This response slightly worried Tails. Would bringing Sonic back into its memory spark something he may have forgotten to erase? Something like…the second stage between Metal Sonic and the overlord program he got rid of?
Oh, don't think about that, Miles. There's no way that's gonna happen.
"Here." He handed Metal the bag. "Hurry up, we can't last much longer out here."
"Yes sir."
Metal was just about to zoom off when…
"Wait."
"Yes?"
"Tell him with regards from Tails."
"Yes…sir."
And Metal Sonic was off. Despite all his preparations, Tails still found it unnerving that pretty much all their hopes rested on the one robot that just a few months back had almost destroyed the world.
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If Eggman had used this years ago in one of his other schemes, Sonic might not have been able to save the world.
This thing was incredible. It wasn't bad enough it was faster, bigger, and stronger than any other robot he'd seen before, but it was also being controlled by that "Crystal" person who had started all this. Although Sonic didn't show it, he was really pissed off. It was time to take out his anger on this thing.
But not without having some fun.
"Hey girl," he called as he sped away from a solid laser beam, "if you were goin' any slower, I'd say you were stuck in a time warp or something!"
No response. She was too serious. Of course, Sonic had trouble calling that robot a "she" because it was a huge mech like you saw in those futuristic games like Mechwarrior, but technically it was a woman.
"No answer? Figures. Can't even speak fast enough to keep up with me."
Sonic stopped, then ran towards the giant mech's legs. Once underneath them, he jumped and spun into a ball, trying to blast through it. But when he touched it, he simply bounced off it.
"UNGH!"
He slammed into the ground and looked up at the bottom. What was that stuff?
Compressed diamond.
Perfect.
He rolled to get up and dashed back out from under the mech. "Tough one, eh? Good for me, I need the training."
"Heh heh heh," laughed Crystal. "So cocky, yet so tired and so weak. Don't worry. I'll end it soon. I feel my strength coming closer…and closer…"
What other strength could she have? Oh yeah, the Chaos Emeralds! But they were still at the police station. She must've sent someone to get them for her because she was too lazy.
He wouldn't reveal that he too could use the Emeralds. Not yet. He'd give her a nice surprise when her "strength" came back.
For now, though, time to dodge the thousands of missiles she began firing at him.
But she was right, he was exhausted. How much longer could he do this?
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Chapter 42
All Hope Rests
A slap shot from the right side, saved by Burris! The rebound right to Miroslav, no, it goes wide! Here comes Neil around the back of the net for Capital City, the series tied 3-3, the game tied 2-2 here in overtime. He wraps around the net, tries to jam the puck in, stoned by Burris, but Neil keeps going. Finally, Franklin swoops in for Milwaukee and knocks it out, but it's picked off by Cummings for Capital City! One timer from the slot…
The game was interrupted by a radio buzz for RaGiff. What? Who would have the time to call him down there? Grumbling, he leaned over to press a button to receive as cheers erupted from the TV and the announcers screamed "You'll never see another winning shot like that again!"
"Yeah?"
"Is there any way to power up the War Machine any faster?"
"Leo? What the hell you doing?"
"I'm leaving. I can't fight anymore…"
"Why? You get banged up or something?"
"I just can't…"
"Huh? And why can't you just?"
"I can't stand it…No more war…I can't lose anyone else anymore."
Oh, for the love of…
"Man, don't you get it? You're not out there because you're bein' punished, you're out there to keep other people from bitin' the big one. You're out there…to get her back."
RaGiff hated to do that, but there was no other way to get him to go back. And he knew he had hit home the moment he'd said it.
"You get it now, Leo?"
There was no answer from the other end.
"Leo?"
He checked the status of the connection. There was no connection. Blade had cut it.
Now what? Had Leo gone back or had he left for his machine? Even RaGiff had no way to tell that. So, only one thing to do…at least now that the game was over.
He changed the channel to yet another Earth network. He loved his long-distance satellite.
"Welcome to the NBA on ABC. You're just in time for the Eastern Conference Playoff Game 4 between the Capital City Storm and the Philadelphia 76ers. Philly leads the best of seven series 2-1…"
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Blade had to give that guy one thing. He had hit home the moment he said it and he knew it. But he was right. This was time for revenge. Eggman had killed countless friends and family in those wars. Even those he didn't kill he had taken in some way. James was still missing. Cassie was still missing. And this was the way he got back.
He could never completely make up for all the hurt. But here was a pretty good way to do it.
He wiped off his shirt, pulled up the waist of his jeans, shook out his short auburn hair, and blinked his flaming red eyes. Finally, after all these…er…"preparations," he unsheathed his sword and ran back to the battle. He hadn't gotten too far, he had barely gotten to the top of the mountain.
Once he got enough velocity, he began to slide down. He saw a couple developments had taken place while he had gone. First, Metal Sonic was flying Big's dead body to the side so that it didn't get in the way anymore. Second, Tails wasn't there anymore. And third…Knuckles was up and at 'em again. Good thing too, because had he not, the rest of them might've been dead by now. Time for a little assistance of his own.
He planted near the bottom and jumped so high you'd think he was flying. He swung his sword over his head and downward, screaming and old samurai cry he had learned before he had left Morphos.
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Now she was in trouble. All the gusto in the world couldn't help her here.
One of the robots had knocked her hammer out of her hands. A second one blasted it out of the air with a laser blast.
Of all the time she needed Espio to come over and stealthily destroy one of these, she needed it now. But, naturally, Espio was nowhere in sight, and he hadn't been for a while.
Another robot grabbed her wrists. Screaming and flailing, Amy tried to break free, but the iron grip (literally) of the robot was too much She kicked away one other robot, but yet another orange one grabbed her ankles A third and fourth one helped out, and soon, she was being stretched out by four robots, each of whom had either her wrist or her ankle.
"YEE..EEH…EARGH!"
Well, at least she'd be taller. But also dead.
The robots had the rest of the machines clear a lane for just one of them. The only one left near her with a ridiculously long spear. The two robots with her wrists jumped on top of the ones with her ankles so she was facing the robot with the spear. That same robot began charging, spear first.
Amy jammed her eyes shut. She couldn't watch.
She waited. And waited. God, for someone with a spear as long as that, it was taking them forever to gore her.
Suddenly, she felt the grips from her wrists relinquish themselves. She fell all the way back by her ankles without someone supporting her upper body. Her abdominal muscles couldn't hold it. He ankles felt like they were going to snap anytime now. Then, she fell to the ground by her back.
"OOMF!"
She opened her eyes. She saw Blade's…or Leo's; she thought it was more appropriate to call him by her official name, even though Blade did sound cooler. Anyway, she saw his face smile down on her. Quickly, he handed Amy's hammer to her and jumped away.
Amy dropped the hammer, pushed her body up, and grabbed the hammer again. Instead of waiting for the robot onslaught, she charged towards it.
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Tails was getting close to the mountain when he looked down for a second. The military was down there. He couldn't tell exactly what they were doing there, but there was apparently a medical team down there caring for someone. Who, though? No one he knew, probably. He kept going.
There was the battlefield. He just had to get to Sonic. Then whoever was taking him so long wouldn't last much longer.
"Cover me guys!" he shouted to the fighters, even though Charmy was the only one who could hear him. Charmy nodded and Tails flew off towards the main buildings. More specifically, the giant tower that rested at the center of the metallic city. He gripped the bag extra tight just to be sure he didn't drop it.
Wait, this was going to take too long. He was fast, but not fast enough. He had an idea of how to get them there faster.
"Metal!" he called out.
Even thought Metal Sonic was almost a half mile away, the machine's incredible hearing recognized Tails' voice. It ceased its slashing away of enemies with its claws and flew over as fast as it could to the hovering fox.
"Master…" it whirred.
"Bring this to Sonic. He's inside that large gray metal tower."
"Sonic…"
This response slightly worried Tails. Would bringing Sonic back into its memory spark something he may have forgotten to erase? Something like…the second stage between Metal Sonic and the overlord program he got rid of?
Oh, don't think about that, Miles. There's no way that's gonna happen.
"Here." He handed Metal the bag. "Hurry up, we can't last much longer out here."
"Yes sir."
Metal was just about to zoom off when…
"Wait."
"Yes?"
"Tell him with regards from Tails."
"Yes…sir."
And Metal Sonic was off. Despite all his preparations, Tails still found it unnerving that pretty much all their hopes rested on the one robot that just a few months back had almost destroyed the world.
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If Eggman had used this years ago in one of his other schemes, Sonic might not have been able to save the world.
This thing was incredible. It wasn't bad enough it was faster, bigger, and stronger than any other robot he'd seen before, but it was also being controlled by that "Crystal" person who had started all this. Although Sonic didn't show it, he was really pissed off. It was time to take out his anger on this thing.
But not without having some fun.
"Hey girl," he called as he sped away from a solid laser beam, "if you were goin' any slower, I'd say you were stuck in a time warp or something!"
No response. She was too serious. Of course, Sonic had trouble calling that robot a "she" because it was a huge mech like you saw in those futuristic games like Mechwarrior, but technically it was a woman.
"No answer? Figures. Can't even speak fast enough to keep up with me."
Sonic stopped, then ran towards the giant mech's legs. Once underneath them, he jumped and spun into a ball, trying to blast through it. But when he touched it, he simply bounced off it.
"UNGH!"
He slammed into the ground and looked up at the bottom. What was that stuff?
Compressed diamond.
Perfect.
He rolled to get up and dashed back out from under the mech. "Tough one, eh? Good for me, I need the training."
"Heh heh heh," laughed Crystal. "So cocky, yet so tired and so weak. Don't worry. I'll end it soon. I feel my strength coming closer…and closer…"
What other strength could she have? Oh yeah, the Chaos Emeralds! But they were still at the police station. She must've sent someone to get them for her because she was too lazy.
He wouldn't reveal that he too could use the Emeralds. Not yet. He'd give her a nice surprise when her "strength" came back.
For now, though, time to dodge the thousands of missiles she began firing at him.
But she was right, he was exhausted. How much longer could he do this?