Robotnik rubbed his hands together in delight as he watched his victims
squirm. Each and every one of them were incased in a solitary glass-alloy
tube, allowing light in but nothing out. Even the little baby, Carl, could
be seen all alone, crying piteously, but emitting no sound at all.
Turning back to a monitor, he watched Sonic drag along a passenger, most likely Amy from her pink hair and dress, as he narrowly missed turns and obstacles along his path. Because he was curious, he started checking the constant speed of the hedgehog teenager, noting that it was slightly, but only slightly, below average.
"He must not be able to see very well," Robotnik smiled to himself. "It's a pity I had to loose track of Shadow after that call. His body may be in his apartment, but he definitely isn't..."
He looked behind him at the four containment tubes he set up. Princess Sally, Mrs. Debora Anderson, Carl Anderson, and Cody Anderson, were all sitting there, fidgeting, crying, or, in the princess's case, sleeping.
Robotnik shook his head. They were a pathetic bunch, but, if they were what Sonic cared for, they'd have to do.
She had done missions before, but this was ridiculous!
Codename Bat hung upside-down from the ceiling, watching the doctor type in combinations of letters and numbers and quickly wrote them down in shorthand. So Sonic was here, eh? And Shadow? Was it the one she had heard about or a rebel teenager with an identity crisis? Either one could be likely.
Slowly, she lowered herself to the floor. She had played both sides before. Why not now?
"Hiya!" she giggled, tilting her head to the side while putting one foot behind the other. As the doctor turned, she waved.
"Who do you think you are, and why are you here?!" the doctor demanded.
"Oh silly!" Bat giggled. "I'm Rouge, and I'm a spy currently hard for work. Need a hand?"
Robotnik eyed her suspiciously. There was something about the name Rouge that started screaming at him, but he couldn't remember what!
"Well, Rouge, is there anything you're especially good at?" he asked.
"Infiltration and elimination, especially with an accident scene as a trademark," she explained.
"Perfect! I want you to eliminate a blue-haired teen running through here. He's dragging along a pink-haired teenager as well."
"Name?" Rouge asked.
"Serin, but his nickname is Sonic. And I want him eliminated so get going!"
"Reason?"
"Why is this important?"
Rouge giggled. "It just has something to do about how the victim dies, is all."
"He's messed up my plans more than once! Now GET GOING!!"
"Alright! I'm go—"
The door burst open, revealing a blue-haired teen, a pink-haired teen, and a positive draft of revenge behind them.
Turning back to a monitor, he watched Sonic drag along a passenger, most likely Amy from her pink hair and dress, as he narrowly missed turns and obstacles along his path. Because he was curious, he started checking the constant speed of the hedgehog teenager, noting that it was slightly, but only slightly, below average.
"He must not be able to see very well," Robotnik smiled to himself. "It's a pity I had to loose track of Shadow after that call. His body may be in his apartment, but he definitely isn't..."
He looked behind him at the four containment tubes he set up. Princess Sally, Mrs. Debora Anderson, Carl Anderson, and Cody Anderson, were all sitting there, fidgeting, crying, or, in the princess's case, sleeping.
Robotnik shook his head. They were a pathetic bunch, but, if they were what Sonic cared for, they'd have to do.
She had done missions before, but this was ridiculous!
Codename Bat hung upside-down from the ceiling, watching the doctor type in combinations of letters and numbers and quickly wrote them down in shorthand. So Sonic was here, eh? And Shadow? Was it the one she had heard about or a rebel teenager with an identity crisis? Either one could be likely.
Slowly, she lowered herself to the floor. She had played both sides before. Why not now?
"Hiya!" she giggled, tilting her head to the side while putting one foot behind the other. As the doctor turned, she waved.
"Who do you think you are, and why are you here?!" the doctor demanded.
"Oh silly!" Bat giggled. "I'm Rouge, and I'm a spy currently hard for work. Need a hand?"
Robotnik eyed her suspiciously. There was something about the name Rouge that started screaming at him, but he couldn't remember what!
"Well, Rouge, is there anything you're especially good at?" he asked.
"Infiltration and elimination, especially with an accident scene as a trademark," she explained.
"Perfect! I want you to eliminate a blue-haired teen running through here. He's dragging along a pink-haired teenager as well."
"Name?" Rouge asked.
"Serin, but his nickname is Sonic. And I want him eliminated so get going!"
"Reason?"
"Why is this important?"
Rouge giggled. "It just has something to do about how the victim dies, is all."
"He's messed up my plans more than once! Now GET GOING!!"
"Alright! I'm go—"
The door burst open, revealing a blue-haired teen, a pink-haired teen, and a positive draft of revenge behind them.