Ah, I give up on asking forgiveness. i think this one is weird and funny at the sametime...
Chapter 7: ...The Stars and moon sink beneath an eternal night, so sayth de tot the world is mine
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"We cannot wait any longer."
"But what of-" the second was cut off by a third
"They will be fine. We can do with out them."
"If we are settled... good, let us go, time is short."
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...the storm is twisting...
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"All units," The commander cried over the walkie-talkies. "Fall back to base, I repeat; fall back and report to base camp. Over."
Sonic grinned at the news and raced back to the others.
"So... if they're not coming after us there must be some thing really important, right?" Death-Scythe half asked, half stated staring at Sonic.
"Of course it's important; we're the two most wanted hedgehogs on the entire planet!" Shadow retorted scornfully.
"Oh? And what might I be?" Sonic asked.
"A wannabe fake hedgehog who thinks he's important when he really isn't."
"Ha-Ha, Very funny, see if I ever help you again."
"It's not like I asked you to help."
"Pfft, maybe I should have left you half frozen on that mountain."
Death-Scythe just sat there scratching his head nervously. "You guys fight like brothers...
"Or and old married couple..."
"What was that last part?!" Well, that got their attention.
Death-Scythe, for his part, kept thoughts like that to him self from know on. "Nothing, nothing." He said holding his hands up in front of him and quickly changed the subject. "Look, why don't we see what's so important? They where so kind in giving us a welcome reception, I think we should return the favor. Beside, we can't get worse than 'dead or mutilated', can we?"
"Nope," Shadow said dryly. "That's the record."
"It's settled!" Sonic said jumping to his feet. "Come on. I know the quickest way to get there."
"Watch, I'm gonna get caught and experimented on, I know it..." Death-Scythe mumbled to him self.
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It was all too easy to get in, that should have told them something was up, but hedgehogs have always been a little arrogant, some more than others. The thick iron door looked like someone took a few explosives to it, what was left of any guard robots were in shambles on the floor. The hallways where so thick with dust, it was hard to see anything that didn't have some kind of dark coloring to it.
Sonic loved to run off ahead.
"You should follow him." Death-Scythe said absently.
"You'll fall behind." Shadow retorted not looking at the other.
"I know, but I can take care of my self."
"If that is what you want..." Shadow faded away in the dust.
It was stupid of them to have split up.
Somewhere along the way, Death-Scythe had blacked out.
He woke up to find himself clamped to a table. Me and my big mouth
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"Sir, project Death-Scythe has been contained and is ready to finish experimentation." A young women sitting at a computer said. She would have been very beautiful, with her long light brown hair tied in a bun, if her bright blue eyes had not hardened and frosted over, reflecting her soul.
"Very good. Proceed."
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Shocking pain shot through his body, but he was used to pain by now. Underneath the cuffs around his wrist and ankles, his flesh began to burn. He bit his lip until he tasted blood and tried to ignore the rancid smell.
A shot was injected into his neck and his body suddenly went into a frozen numbness.
He twisted and yanked savagely against the bonds but they held despite his thrashing.
A second needle had entered his neck when his vision went black, but the numbing cold was still there and he hated it.
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...I won't become...
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Sonic spin-dashed in to another robot just to have three more take it's place, only to have him slice through another one. I wonder if the others are having as much fun as I am. He thought as he landed effortlessly before speeding off down the next length of hallway and into the room after it.
The robots didn't follow. They stood as if to push against some unseen force.
Although Sonic wasn't paying any attention to what was behind him.
He was too occupied by the pink cat at the computer. She may have been wearing ware-and-tear blue jean shorts and a black shirt that was very reveling.
Nevertheless, it was Kat.
"Ah, Sonic, so good of you to come." She said sweetly, he hated the honey that covered her lips. Stepping away from the monitor, so that sonic could see a vague picture of a black jewel on it, she continued. "Do you know what this is?"
Sonic shock his head, no.
"Then come and see."
Wordlessly and a bit hesitantly, Sonic walked up to the screen.
"But that's not possible..."
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...the thing I hate...
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Devin turned down another corner wondering how he ended up with a lousy sense of direction.
He turned down another corner; it looked like some place GUN did experiments in.
Something caught his attention in one of the rooms, and it wasn't the smell of burnt flesh. "D.S.?" a nickname that came from not liking long names, but it got the hedgehog's attention.
He cracked one eye open halfway" Devin?" the dragon stared in shock; the hedgehog looked very different now.
His quills where all tipped in the same shade of white as his arms, smaller stray quills that, looked more like hair, fell into his eyes where also tipped.
"Devin...?" Death-scythe asked again opening both eyes fully.
His eyes, they were different too, mismatched.
One was normal, ruby, the other was emerald green and it didn't focus properly.
"Hang on DS; I'll get you out of here." Devin said turning to some controls.
The shackles released and Death-Scythe fell unceremoniously off the slanted table and on to the floor, before Devin heaved him over his shoulder.
Kat, I found Death-Scythe, I taking him back.
Fine. Devin was about to teleport out when three guard robots responded to the silent alarm that had gone off.
"Lets have a little fun before we go..." making sure he had a good hold on the hedgehog, he threw his hand forward and a Dragon of pure white fire erupted from it. It followed the motions of his hand; reared back then flew at the 'bots shattering them with a simple brush.
"Th-at is so cool..." Death-Scythe whispered, his voice cracked slightly with the effort.
"I know, Kat showed me how, its how we got in." He said before they vanished.
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"Sir, Project Death-Scythe has...escaped."
"What!? I thought you said he would be mostly paralyzed after the last injection!"
"He was aided, Sir." The women said staying strangely calm.
"By whom may I ask?" the commander screeched.
The women continued to stare at the security camera screen. On it, white fire flew at the guard robots destroying them past repair.
"And what of Project Shadow?"
"He seams to have disappeared."
The commander cursed and smashed his fist in to a rickety old table, breaking it in half, before he turned and left.
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DONE!!! FINALY! THAKE THAT ALL YOU MINOR DISTRACTIONS YOU!!!!!!