05 /31 /04
Antipode Evangel presents:
Freedom Fighters of Mobius
Year 3239, Day 156
CHAOS, Part 3
Freefall
Disclaimer:
Story (c) 2004 by the author, based on situations and elements created by Service Games (SEGA), DiC Productions, and Archie Publications. Most characters based on personalities originally created by SEGA Interactive, DiC Productions, and/or Archie Comics Publications, and modified by the author. This is a work of fanfiction, meant only to entertain the readers and to contribute to the mythos of the source material. The author in no way benefits financially from this work.
Other characters in this chapter include:
Jewel, Antipode, (c) Antipode Evangel (Adam Czech)
Ambre, (c) Ambre Wisniewski, used with permission.
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Doctor Ivo Robotnik sat back in his control chair, stroking his chin thoughtfully. "Excellent," he hissed, a grin spreading over his face. He got to his feet and surveyed the robot-controlled bridge of his craft, the Wing Fortress. "Prepare for launch!" he bellowed loudly, triggering his mechanical minions to work.
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The explosion was so loud and the fireball so large that Sonic and Tails could hear it even above the roar of Tornado's engine. The fox quickly swung the craft around, and even from such a distance they could distinctly see a column on fire on the horizon, over the ocean. The plane picked up speed as they left the coast behind them, and it wasn't long before they could spot the smoldering remains of what looked like an off-shore oil platform. And slowly heading away from it was...
"Eggman again!" Tails shouted back.
"Man, that creep's everywhere! Well, he's not getting away this time! Tails, see how close you can get to that carrier!"
"Why? What are you gonna do, Sonic?"
"I'm not sure..." he said slowly, then grinned and unbuckled himself from his seat. "I guess I'll just wing it!"
Tails risked a glance back and saw Sonic on top of the plane, balancing the best he could on the top wing. "Sonic, what are you doing?"
"Just get as close as you can, bro," he answered back, crouching down to fight the wind resistance.
Tails shook his head slowly, but did as he was told. Tornado swung around to the massive carrier's side, inching closer and closer. Sonic inched out on the wing, grabbing on to the edge to keep from getting thrown off. Abruptly, Robotnik's craft lurched upward, rapidly gaining altitude.
"Sonic!" Tails shouted from the cockpit, "Egghead's goin' up! I won't be able to stay with him for much longer!"
"Do what you can, Bro! I've gotta get up there!"
Tails bit his lower lip and jerked the control stick back to his chest. Tornado obediently climbed, eliciting a yelp and subsequent gripping of the wing from Sonic. A few moments later the plane was sidling up to the monstrous craft once again. Sonic cautiously continued his journey to the wing's edge, every inch seeming to get gradually longer. Tails kept an eye on him intently, watching his gauges and relative position to the flying fortress with the other.
Sonic kept his left hand down on the wing to steady himself, reaching out toward the craft with his right. Just a little closer... He was so close... he could feel the chill of the metal against his fingertips. Then he fell abruptly forward as Tornado hit a pocket of air and lurched sideways, almost scraping paint onto the wing of the carrier. He almost panicked, but leapt as far off of the plane as he could, barely landing on the wing of Robotnik's craft and hanging on for dear life.
"All right, wise guy!" Tails shouted at him. "Now what?"
"I'm going inside!" Sonic called back.
"You're what?"
"Head back to Knothole, Bro! I've gotta see what Eggman's up to!"
"But how will you get back?"
He wasn't listening anymore. Sonic inched toward the main body of the carrier, grateful to see an entrance hatch of some kind close to the wing. The rush of air ripping at his clothes was almost deafening around him, but he thought he could hear the whine of Tornado's engine as Tails dropped away and headed back to the ground. The flying fortress was still climbing for air, and the hedgehog found it hard to breathe as he reached the hatch and tried to find a way to open it. He didn't know if it was something he did, but it opened almost at his touch, and he fell inside, collapsing on the metal floor; the hatch closed just as quickly, leaving him in near-complete darkness.
Sonic got up after he had caught his breath, looking around as his eyes adjusted. He couldn't tell where he was; a hallway, maybe. Knowing Robotnik, he's probably got bots patrolling every square inch of this place. Gotta be sharp.
He took off down the hallway, quickly but quietly, peering cautiously around corners before choosing directions. Surprise of all surprises, the place was eccentrically designed, and he would have gotten lost were it not for less-than-subtle signs adorning the walls, telling him where the vital areas of the aircraft were. Sonic made his way to the command center the best he could, taking note that the craft was built in cells, each cell devoted to a different facet of the ship's function.
He followed the signs to what he hoped was the front of the carrier, trying to avoid the line of sight of the guard bots he constantly found patrolling the corridors. They were all identical: half-domes, about a meter to a meter and a half in diameter. They rolled quietly along the passages of the airship, stopping periodically to scan the area around with a rotating antenna atop their "heads."
After seeing the first one, Sonic was shocked at how... basic it was. Compared to the SWATbots the Freedom Fighters had been used to sparring with, these were decidedly lower-tech. Maybe, he reasoned, Robotnik had to come up with new designs, now that his resources were more limited. What were these things called? Badniks, or something like that, if he remembered right.
By memorizing their movement patterns -- since it was almost ridiculously simple; Robotnik must not be using the best AI, either -- Sonic was able to completely avoid confrontation as he moved about the craft. Something seemed to be happening around him, but he couldn't tell what. By simply wandering and observing he was able to find an airlock of some kind, which after a length of time Sonic couldn't guess at slid open to lead outside.
We must be docked at one of Eggman's bases, he mused as he started cautiously down the metallic hallway. I should try and find his command center and find out what he's up to.
After traversing the passages for not too long he found himself standing before a large door, which he assumed was the way to the command bridge. It slid aside at his approach, and he stepped through, into another completely darkened room; even the windows were dark.
Sonic looked around, senses on high. Maybe he got there before the fat man. As he entered, the door behind him closed... and locked. It didn't take him long to figure out what that meant. He stood perfectly still, eyes straining to see through the darkness. "I know you're out there, Eggman."
Deep, dark chuckles. "What a pleasure to see you again, rodent."
"Pleasure's all yours."
"That was quite a feat you pulled, getting on my Wing Fortress at 50,000 feet. Impressive, indeed."
"I strive to please. Too bad it had to be you."
Another chuckle. "I am glad you decided to join me, hedgehog. You see... you have something I want."
There was a sharp stinging in Sonic's neck as something tightened, threatening to close off his airways. His backpack was violently torn from his shoulders and he was thrown to the ground. He groaned and tried to get back up, looking around for his assailant. "What the heck was that, Egghead? Another one of your lame-o bots, I bet."
"Heh heh... You are a keen observer, rodent. Though this 'bot' is special. Very much so."
"Oh, yeah?" Sonic grunted, lifting himself to his feet. "An' why's that, huh?"
Dim lighting at the perimeter of the room suddenly clicked on, enough to cast an eerie glow. Sonic blinked, realizing with a start that the robot in question was standing right there. And it looked like him.
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The songbird sat peacefully on the low branch of the tree, whistling a happy tune to itself. It hopped about back and forth from the trunk of the tree to the buds on the opposite end, but not for long before taking to the air and riding the currents to another tree on the far side of the compound.
The hedgehog girl called Amy Rose watched the bird's movements from the shade of the commons area, sitting alone at a table and observing the goings-on of the camp around her. Doctor Draftwood had approved of giving her some time outside this morning, since the tests so far had been going well. For that she was grateful; she had missed the forest terribly.
Amy looked down at the loose, dull, sweatshirt and pants she had on, her emotionless face not changing. It was the best they could do on such short notice, but Ambre had promised that they would go to Textiles that day to order something better. She said Amy might have a brand new outfit by the time she got out of the doctor's care for good.
The girl smiled as she saw Ambre crossing the courtyard toward the commons. She came in and sat down at Amy's table, smiling pleasantly. "Hey, girl, feeling better?"
"A little," she responded quietly. "I missed being outside."
The cat nodded understandingly. "I've been twisting the doc's arm to let you out. You'll get more time away from the bed from now on."
"That's good."
"I talked with Princess Sally last night."
"Hmm?"
"I told her we're going to stay here in Knothole with them. I just sent word to everyone back at base, they'll be here in a couple days."
"Good. I like it here."
Ambre smiled. "I thought you would."
Amy turned her head to look back out into the camp, at the trees beyond the perimeter, branches slowly waving back and forth in the cool breeze. She closed her eyes as a breath of wind found its way into the commons, blowing through her hair. She smiled. The wind felt nice.
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The force of the impact threw Sonic backward, his back hitting the wall behind him hard. He grunted and winced against the pain he was in, slowly sliding down until he collapsed fully on the floor.
"That's enough, Alpha."
Sonic risked a glance through half-closed eyes. The robot was still standing over him, lifeless red eyes staring down at him through the darkness. Its fists were clenching and unclenching, the fingers producing a metallic clicking. Its structure looked almost exactly like him, except for the "skin" being a solid silver-metal shell. The real hedgehog tried to lift himself to his feet, but found the beating had taken a lot out of him.
Robotnik's deep chuckling sounded in his ears. "So... still think it's a 'same old machine,' rodent?"
"I admit, you got me, Eggman," he groaned back, trying to make his voice loud enough to show he wasn't done yet.
He laughed. "Indeed. B-100 Alpha here is my prototype in what will hopefully be a long and successful series of replicant androids that I can use to further my reach of power."
"Am I supposed to know what that means?"
"Your pitiful brain probably wouldn't grasp the concept."
"Try me."
"The internal metal skeleton is able to support a wide variety of cosmetic body types. Or, in terms you might be able to understand, using only slight modifications, a robot that could resemble any living being."
"Whoop-de-doo. You might not have noticed, Egg-head, but the thing still looks like a robot."
"It's a prototype, you insolent beast. It will be finished as soon as it proves its usefulness in combat situations."
"How?"
"By killing you."
"Oh."
"Which is one of the reasons I'm so glad you stowed aboard, rodent. In your foolishness you've brought to me more of the power crystals I need to give energy to my creations."
"Power crystals?"
At Robotnik's command, the robot ripped open Sonic's pack, reaching in and removing in a handful the six Emeralds he had inside.
"What? The Chaos Emeralds? You've figured out how to unlock them?"
He laughed. "Of course. Alpha is being powered by one of these Emeralds right now."
Sonic squeezed his eyes shut as Robotnik's laughter threatened to drive him insane. "Oh, craaaaap."
"Alpha, bring me the crystals."
With the barely-audible whirr of servomotors the robot turned and began walking toward the side of the room, where Sonic guessed Robotnik was hiding. He growled deep in his throat. He couldn't let this happen! If Robotnik got his hands on those Emeralds... He put his hands flat on the floor and pushed. He had to stay standing, he had to fight! He eased himself to his feet, working hard to balance and stay upright. He staggered toward the retreating robot, calling out to it with a breaking voice, "Hold it... you..."
Alpha stopped, but made no other reaction. Sonic continued laboriously forward, until he was only a meter behind it. "Put 'em... down... rust bucket..."
The robot swiveled his head, just enough to see the hedgehog at the corner of its visual receptors. Its eyes seemed to flare red, then Robotnik's voice came from a hidden speaker again. "Alpha. Destroy him." The robot now turned fully to stare Sonic head-on.
"Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap..."
Alpha took a menacing step forward; Sonic took one back. Still holding the Emeralds tight in its left hand, the robot swung with its right, forcing Sonic to duck out of the way, though it must have looked more like he was falling over. He squeezed his eyes shut and punched hard, his fist connecting with Alpha's torso.
The pain was incredible.
Robotnik cackled. "You can't break through Alpha's armor, rodent. I made sure it was strong enough to withstand a direct hit from my own Mark 3 warhead!"
"I... see that... jerk." Sonic growled and clutched his throbbing hand, eternally grateful it wasn't broken.
Alpha reached out with a clawed hand, intent on tearing into Sonic's flesh and removing some vital components. He was barely able to dodge out of the way in time, rolling to a safer distance from his antagonist. The robot easily retargeted, and began stalking toward him again. Sonic's eyes darting about nervously, trying to formulate a plan to strike back.
"You can't win, hedgehog," he heard Robotnik say from his hiding place. "This is the end."
"No way, Eggman. I'm not done yet." Where was he hiding?
Another laugh. "You simple beast. Still haven't figured it out, have you?"
"Figured what out?"
A pause of silence, then a large metallic chunk rang through the room, and two of the walls of the room began to drop away. Beyond those were large transparent viewing panes to the exterior of the airship. And outside the view-panes were stars. Thousands of twinkling stars in the vast expanse of the heavens.
"What the... I thought we were docked at one of your bases."
"You're right, for once. We are docked at my base... but not one on the ground."
"What?"
"Welcome to the Death Orb Dreadnaught, my personal aerial launch platform, high in orbit around Mobius."
"You're insane."
"Am I now? Then perhaps you don't realize what this means. With this station in my power, I can launch attacks at will against any of your pathetic rebels... anywhere in the world."
Sonic shook his head, half in objection and half in condescension. "It'll never work, Eggman."
"We'll see, vermin."
"And why are you telling all this to me? Aren't you a little afraid that I'll blab it to everybody back home?"
"Not at all. I know you'll never be leaving. Even now the Death Orb is descending, and once it is within range I will launch my air fighters and completely obliterate your friends, one by one. Unfortunately, you will not be alive to see it. Alpha!"
The robot stepped forward once again, and Sonic turned to watch it carefully. Even if Egghead's wrong, I gotta get back to Knothole and tell 'em all about this. Which means getting rid of bolts-for-brains over here.
During Robotnik's lengthy oratory Sonic was able to recover some of his strength lost from Alpha's first attack, and now he was galvanized into action as it came for him again. He eyed it warily as it approached, his eyes constantly falling on its fist, and the six Emeralds trapped within the metal bars of its fingers.
Alpha slowly started forward, having all the time in the world to destroy its target. Robotnik bellowed, accompanying a multitude of claw-studded metal tentacles slithering out of the walls. "I just thought I'd make this a little bit more fun to watch."
The silver robot and all of the tentacles came at Sonic at once, each one intent on the same thing: their master's will. He jumped and dodged all he could, but he couldn't possibly avoid them all. He was battered around like a rag doll, and still their mechanical fury showed no limits.
His strength was quickly beaten out of him again, and he found it hard to stay upright, much less fight. It was easy enough evading the robot, but the claws posed more of a problem. There were too many to evade, too many to fight back against. He had to play this smart, somehow use it to his advantage.
Sonic rolled under another tentacle as it lunged for him, coming up on one knee not two meters from Alpha. The robot had been targeting him continually, and now used this opportunity to attack. Its claw came down at him, but Sonic was only paying mild attention to that. What he saw was another of the clawed tentacles coming toward him, closer, ever closer. When the hedgehog chose the moment to move, it was quick and calculated, placing Alpha between him and the claws.
As he had hoped, Robotnik's AI problems saved him again. The claw kept going straight for him, punching through Alpha's torso. Sonic's face was cut by flying shrapnel, and when he opened his eyes, there was Alpha's Chaos Emerald core, lying on the ground mere centimeters from him. He reached out to grab it, the energy coursing through his fingers as they closed around it. That wonderful, magic feeling...
Sonic's eyes closed again, this time as he concentrated on the incredible feeling bleeding into him from the Emerald in his hands. It got stronger the more he thought about it, until he was nearly overcome with the sensation. Soon he didn't feel the Emerald at all, just the wonderful, marvelous energy it produced. Actually, he wasn't really sure it was still there anyway; somehow, it had just disappeared.
He didn't know how much time had passed when he decided to open his eyes, but he did realize that all his injuries had been almost completely healed. He got to his feet, feely strangely empowered, even though Alpha and the clawed tentacles were still bent on his demise. His brow lowered in determination as he stared the robot down. Now was the time.
First he had to get his stolen Emeralds back. He stepped forward resolutely, grabbing Alpha's arm and merely pulling. What he received was a swift punch to the ribcage. Sonic backpedaled, but the pain from the hit quickly faded, and he regained his composure for another attack. This one came with more precision, as Sonic focused a strong kick at Alpha's hand. One of the metal fingers cracked, and another broke off completely, which surprised him more than anything else.
The Chaos Emeralds it had been holding flew from its grip to scatter to the floor. Sonic thought he heard Robotnik's voice bellow for Alpha to recover them, but he was already diving to the ground. He grabbed them up, clutching them to his chest. He had them! He got them back!
He felt a crushing pain on his back as one of the tentacles came down on him, the claws tearing through his shirt and into his back and pinning him to the floor. Sonic cried out in pain, his teeth grinding. The metal dug farther into his flesh, the pain growing unbearable, but mixing strangely with the immense pleasure bleeding off the gems in his hands. Pleasure and pain... Pain and pleasure...
Sonic screamed. The world around him became a blinding flash of color and warped sounds, fluctuations in space/time ripped through his body as the paradox of emotion threatened to tear him apart. Hot tears clouded his vision, his eyes squeezed shut even harder. And then...
And then...
Nothing.
The pain from the claw had passed, because the claw itself was gone. He was floating, as strange as that itself was. Heh, I'm dead, was his first thought, but then he opened his eyes. To his surprise and disappointment, he was still there in the room, with Alpha and the tentacles around him. They moved slowly, as if through water.
Sonic still felt the energy of the Emeralds, but now he felt it from within, empowering. The darkness from the room was now dispelled, the air itself seeming to sparkle somehow. And the walls were nearly translucent, in that he could see -- or maybe sense -- the locations of the corridors around them... and even the hidden control room from where Robotnik had been observing the fight between him and Alpha.
He stood, finding his body not lagged down like all of the other entities in the chamber. His fur had taken a golden glow. His mind had such clarity, he quickly composed plans in his mind, far too many to be executed, but the multitude of options he presented himself was astonishing. First: Alpha.
Sonic hovered over to him -- hovered since he now had no need to stand on the ground. A kick to its torso, its legs, its head. Almost before he realized what he was doing, Sonic had completely destroyed the robot. The tentacles were still tracking him, but with his enhanced speed there was now no chance of them catching him. He ran a circuit around the room, punching the metal arms so fast they splintered in half and collapsed to the ground.
Next, Robotnik. Sonic turned, his face expressionless, to face the wall he knew the doctor was hiding behind. "It's over, Robotnik. Time to say good-bye."
He flew toward the wall, jumping and kicking straight through the metal and landing on the other side. He found Robotnik running slowly for the door. Sonic easily caught up with him, tripping him and watching with amused interest as the fat man lost his balance and went floating exaggeratedly slow through the air. Perhaps he should kill the man. After all, he had plagued Sonic's entire life, and the lives of all of his compatriots. Here he was in the perfect position to end all of that. How easy it would be.
Sonic smiled as Robotnik hit the metal decking and bounced slightly. How easy...
Sonic kicked Robotnik in the side and watched as he groaned and rolled over. How easy...
But then, how would he get down? Surely there must be a way to lower the Dreadnaught from orbit. Robotnik would know.
Sonic grabbed the man by the front of his crimson uniform and lifted him effortlessly, even though he must have been several times Sonic's weight, and doubled his height. He pinned Robotnik against the wall and stared him in the face. The doctor's eyes flicked nervously.
"Bring us down."
Perhaps because of his accelerated state, but the fat man didn't seem to understand. Sonic tightened his grip. "Bring. Us. Down."
Robotnik spoke, torturously slow. "Do what you will. There's no way off this station."
Kill him, kill him, kill him!
"You're. Bluffing."
"Afraid not. Go on and kill me. You'll never return to your friends."
He gave you permission! Do it!!
"Then where were you running off to in such a hurry?" He gave Robotnik a final shove against the wall and took off into the corridor, gliding several centimeters off the ground.
Destroy the station, destroy Robotnik, make him pay, make him pay...
He had no idea where he was going, but there had to be a control room somewhere that monitored and maintained the massive space station's orbit around Mobius. He would need to find it, and start the orbit to decay. With any luck it would completely burn on impact with the atmosphere.
He flew as fast as he could, no rhyme or reason to the passages he took, he just knew that it had to be there somewhere, and he had to find it, find it quickly, now wasn't the time for tactics and strategy he had to finish this job, finish Robotnik off, make him pay for what he did!
Sonic found some kind of engine room. Golden streaks filled the chamber, and in no time every piece of machinery there was shrapnel. Red lights came on from somewhere. What he had done had affected something.
WARNING -- ORBITAL STABILIZERS OFF-LINE -- ORBIT DECAYING
Ah, so that was it after all. Good. Now to leave before getting fried. He flew back to Robotnik's room, but the fat man was long since gone. Not that Sonic couldn't track him down, if he wanted; but the utter destruction of his precious space station would do the dirty work for him. The only thing left was to escape.
On that front, however, he had to admit Robotnik had a point. It's not a simple task to return from space. That liar. How did he get up here in the first place? He had that carrier of his, that must have been where he was going.
Sonic took off again. If he was lucky he could get back onboard before Eggman launched. He glided through the halls of the space-station at top speed, trying with all his strength to make it to the docking bay.
He got there just in time to see the Carrier taking off. That didn't stop him. He kept going even faster and launched himself into the air, grabbing hold of the edge as it flew down into orbit.
The G's pushing against him continually beat him with airborne debris, but he only laughed. He felt no pain.
He looked at his fingers: they were still holding onto Robotnik's ship. He was dependant something. He was still holding on. He smiled and let go. He would not be dependant on Robotnik. He didn't need anything. He was invincible.
He felt a sharp punch to the stomach. His muscles spasmed. He winced in pain. PAIN. He opened up his eyes, and the Chaos Emeralds were no longer helping him. They were just out of his reach, falling with him.
Sonic reached out to grab them. He wanted -- no, needed -- them. All his thought and will told his body to reach forward and his body strained. His fingertips brushed them, but he felt nothing. No power. No invincibility. Nothing.
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The descent of the Death Orb had gotten the attention of nearly every Mobian on the northern hemisphere of the planet. When news of the weapon's appearance reached Knothole, Sally ordered everyone into their huts; everyone, that is, except for Tails. When the kid had told her about Sonic's "great plan" she had decided to keep it secret from everyone else, and wait to see what would happen. Now what was unfolding was even more horrifying than what she had envisioned.
Now she left Tails in her office and ran. She ran as fast as she could along the forest path, reckless abandon driving her forward. She broke through the tree line, just in time to see the massive chunks of the space station dropping over the horizon, leaving fiery trails in their wakes. Her vision blurred over through tears as she saw it, a singular thought racing through her mind...
Sonic...
Her knees gave way, and she dropped to the moist earth beneath her. And still her eyes were transfixed on the horizon, where the vestiges of the station fell from view. It couldn't be true... Even with all the stupid things that hedgehog had done in the past... He couldn't be... be...
"Pretty girls shouldn't cry."
Sally spun her head, her moist eyes widening. She scrambled to her feet, rushing forward into his embrace, kissing him passionately. She melted fully into him, overcome with joy at his presence. When finally she pulled back, Sally looked up into his eyes, but no words came.
He smiled. "Hey."
She buried her face in his shirt. "Oh, Sonic..."
"Miss me?"
"I thought you... you..."
"Well, I didn't. Obviously."
She pulled him tighter. "Don't you ever do that again..."
"What, save the world? Sorry, it is a bad habit, isn't it?"
"Stop it. You know what I mean."
He played at her hair. "I know..."
"I had to put the camp on lock-down. I didn't know what was going on. Tails is worried about you."
"He is, huh? Suppose I better go tell everyone what happened."
"What did happen?"
"Robotnik."
She punched him playfully. "I figured that."
"Sorry. The short version is that Egghead's making new robots that can look like other people. I'll make a report or whatever those stupid things are you make us do."
Sally held him tighter. "I'm just so glad you're back."
"Me, too."
They walked slowly back to Knothole, hand in hand. Tails met them just outside the entrance to the camp, latching onto Sonic's leg and threatening to cut off circulation. Sally called everyone back out, and Sonic and Tails took turns describing the events of the mission, everything from the investigation at the monastery three days ago to the assault on Robotnik's space station.
When he had finished, the crowd began to disperse, a large number approaching Sonic to congratulate him on his success. He shook hands and laughed and smiled, if only to make Sally happy.
"So this is the great Sonic, hmm?"
The hedgehog turned to face the dark-furred cat who had addressed him. "That's right. Got me at a bit of a loss, though. You are?"
Sally stepped forward. "Sonic, this is Ambre. Her cell came the day you left. They've decided to join with us here."
He brought his hand forward. "Always glad to have new personnel."
Ambre reached out and shook it. "Glad to be here."
Sonic smiled as he had been doing all day, and almost turned to leave. He stopped, though, when he saw the small girl looking admirably up at him from several feet behind Ambre. She was in a drab gray outfit that did nothing to deaden the bright tone of her green eyes. She blinked twice, something akin to awe in her face.
Sally realized his gaze. "Oh, I almost forgot. This is one of the members of Ambre's cell. Sonic, meet Amy Rose."
--END OF CHAPTER--
MESSAGE FROM THE MAN: GGGRGRRRAAAAHHHHH!
ONE MONTH!! IT TOOK ME A MONTH TO WRITE THIS STUPID THING!!!!!
My brother helped me with this one. After this chapter was finished I ate a chili dog in honor of Sonic. And that's all.
-AE