Okay, new chapter here. My best one so far, I think. Enjoy. Also, real quick, on a pesonal note, I'd like to thank everyone for the reveiws thus far. I'm glad to see you guys like it. Oh and Jaze, I'm taking your advice and appreciate you giving it. Thanks.

James reached the city about an hour later. To him, Robotropolice seemed justany big city on his world. Big buildings, flashing lights, the whole deal.But of course, there was the fact that he stood out like a sore thumb, being the only human on the streets. As he slowly walked down the sidewalk, glancing around at his surroundings, he could feel the eyes of the residents upon him. He didn't let it bother him, but deep down it was killing him.

As he walked, the very next thing that came to his mind was how hungry he was. He never did eat lunch, and now he felt ready to eat a whole horse. He started looking around for places to eat. As he walked, the animals that were the city's residents kept giving him odd glances.

"Damn," he said to himself, "it's like I'm an alien to them"

And basically, that's exactly what he was. Him and the rest of the band still trapped in Robotnik's base.

After a good twenty minutes of searching, James came upon a little hot dog stand on the sidewalk. Though it wasn't really what he was in the mood for, he figured that it was probably all he was going to get.

"Better then nothing,"

He walked to the end of the short line. The vender, a small fox, looked up from his booth at his new customer. He gave James a quick glance over, not really caring what he looked like. So long as he made money, of course.

The rest of the people who were in line looked up, and when they saw where the vender was looking, slowly turned their heads behind them. Upon seeing James, one of the people, a young wolf it looked like, jumped back in surprise, a little frightened of the sight of a person about three feet taller than him.

As the cub hid his face, a larger wolf in front ofhim turned around.

"What's wrong son?" he asked.

Before he got an answer, he looked up at James, who when he realized what was going on, looked away, pretending not to notice.

"Hey buddy," the wolf said,

"what'd you do to my boy?"

James continued to look away, trying not to pay attention.

The wolf persisted.

"I asked you a question."

James sighed and looked down at the animals.

"Look pal," he responded, "I didn't do a damn thing to your son here. I'm just waiting here for something to eat, like the rest of you."

The wolf walked up to James and looked him right in the eye.

"Look here, what ever you are, I don't know where you're from, but around here we don't go around scaring other people's kids. So why don't you…"

James cut him off. He knelt down so he and the wolf were eye to eye. When he spoke, he made sure to keep his cool, so he wouldn't make a scene. But it was clear that the tone of his voice was higher then normal.

"Hey man, I said I didn't do a damn thing! So don't get in my face unless you're the one looking for trouble. Cause on the world I come from, people that do what you're doing are likely to get knocked out. So fuck off!"

The wolf was caught off guard. He didn't know how to respond. After a moment of glaring at James, he grabbed his son and they stepped out of line and headed down the sidewalk, young wolf looking back in surprise.

James got back to his feet. He noticed all the other animals in line as well as the vendor were all staring at him.

"What? Any of you got something to say?" Everyone quickly turned back to what they were doing. James shook his head.

"Yeah, that's what I thought."

He took a deep breath and tried to regain his composure.

The line moved swiftly and soon James was at the booth. The vender looked up at him, still surprised from what happened a few minutes.

"Wh…what'll it be sir?"

James could tell the vender was a little scared, so he tried to reassure him.

"Look man, sorry about that shit earlier. I'm not gonna do anything to ya. It's just that I've been through a lot of shit in the past two hours, so I'm a little high strung at the moment."

The vender nodded in understanding, still a little shaken.

"Now then," James went on, "I'd like a plain hot dog with some mustard."

"Yes sir." The vender replied. He opened up the side of the booth and pulled out a hotdog already made the way James wanted it.

"Here ya go."

James took the hotdog with one hand, and then reached into his pocket for some change with the other.

"How much?"

The vender shook his head.

"You know what, just take it. On the house."

James was a little surprised.

"You sure?"

The vender nodded.

"Thanks," James said. He then turned and started walking down the sidewalk.

As he left, the fox breathed a sigh of relief.

Further down the block, Sonic, Manic, and Sonia were walking around, carefully looking through the crowds for any sign of James.

"A shame Tails had to run home," Sonia said."He would've liked to see this guy close up."

"You'd think we'd have seen him by now." Manic said.

"No," Sonic replied, "It's a big city. He could be anywhere."

Manic shook his head.

"Come on dude, he's the only one of his kind on this planet. I doubt he's that hard to miss."

As Sonic and Manic argued, Sonia kept scanning the crowd until she noticed something moving above the rest.

"Hey guys," she said, "I think I found him."

She pointed off down the street to a human in a black T-shirt and blue jeans, eating a hotdog. It was clearly James. He was standing a good two to threefeet above everyone else. Sonic was the first to react.

"Wow, he really does stand out."

"Told ya."

For a minute they watched him, seeing weather or not he was starting any problems. But he just kept walking.

"Looks like he hasn't been much trouble," Sonia said.

Sonic nodded.

"Yeah, but we'd better get to him just in case."

With that, they all started running down the street toward James.

As he walked, James finished his hotdog, and kept walking along, glancing around, checking out the city. He wasn't sure what he was going to do on his own, with the rest of the band still trapped. He knew he needed to find some kind of help. But the problem was, he wasn't sure where to look for it.

As he walked, he noticed something moving in the crowd that caught his attention. He tried to make it out among the crowd of animals, but it was only when there was a quick break that he saw what to him was now a horrifying sight. SWAT bots.

Sonic stopped in the middle of the road. Sonia and Manic seemed confused as to what he was doing.

"What's wrong bro?" Manic asked.

Sonic pointed at an intersection ahead of James.

"Look at that."

Manic and Sonia turned to look, and quickly saw the group of SWAT bots moving from an adjacent street, moving towards James.

"I'll bet Robotnik sent them," Sonic said.

Manic and Sonia agreed

"Probably wants him captured alive."

Sonic's expression became serious.

"Well, whatever the Doctor is planning isn't going to happen. Come on, guys!"

He started running towards James again.

The robots got tohim first. One grabbed his arm, while the other three surrounded him, making sure he wasn't going to escape.

"Target: Hetfield, James," The mechanical voice droned.

"Orders: To be taken alive at all costs."

It didn't take James a minute of thinking to know what was going on.

"You bastards ain't takin' me nowhere," he said, confidently. He stepped aside and swung the SWAT bot holding onto him into the others. On impact the robot released it's grip and he was off running in a flash.

"This is fucking great," he said to himself, "Just when you think you're safe, shit has to happen."

He turned a corner and ran down an alley between some buildings. Luckily, it took him right through to the other side, where he found himself on a new block. He looked around for the robots, but they weren't near.

He sighed.

"Better keep moving," he though, "Those things probably ain't done with me yet."

He turned and started walking quickly down the street. After a minute or so, he slowed to a normal walk, thinking he was safe. But when he came to another intersection, things went back down hill.

Three more SWAT bots suddenly came around the corner, catching James off guard. Before he could run the other way, they grabbed his shirt and yanked him to the ground. They made a tight triangle around him, this time making no mistakes. They didn't take any other action however, till the previous group of robots showed up to join them.

James knew he was in deep shit. He slowly stood up, looking around at the eight robots that were around him. He raised his hands in surrender.

"Okay fellas, you want me, you got me."

But the robots still didn't take any action.

"Hey," he said, "You got me, so why the hell are you standing around?"

While James stood there curious, a panel suddenly slid open on one of the robot's chests. Behind it, a little TV monitor flickered to life, slowly revealing the smiling face of Doctor Robotnik.

The doctor laughed when he saw the expression on James' face.

"Why Mr. Hetfield, you look to surprised to see me."

James nodded.

"You know, your right. Who else would send a bunch of walking garbage cans to capture me? I gotta admit, you're smarter then you look."

Robotnik took the sarcasm as a compliment.

"Why thank you. I'm flattered."

James wasn't done. A sly smirk crossed his face.

"Hey doc, you know, looking at you know compared to when I first met you, it seems like you've gotten bigger. I heard a camera takes off about ten pounds. Not adds them."

Robotnik's face went red with anger.

"You make all the jokes you want," he said, "but we'll see if you still have your little sense of humor when you get back here. SWAT bots, take him away!"

With that, he pressed a button off screen and the TV monitor shut off.

The robots finally came to life, and they began moving in on James, who was now looking around scared, with no where to go.

"Hey now," he said, "Let's be cool. I'll go quietly."

The robots didn't reply. As they got closer, one behind him grabbed his raised hands, yanking them behind his back. Another bent down and grabbedhis legs, and together, they raised him up and began carrying him down the street, James putting up very little resistance.

Just when it seemed to him like things were hopeless, a blue flash suddenly zipped right by them, quickly turning a corner at the end of the block. The robots stopped suddenly. For a minute, nothing seemed wrong, but then, the robot holding James' legs fell apart in a heap of broken metal. The one holding his hands soon followed, collapsing in a shower of sparks. James fell to the ground with a thud, now very confused.

"What the fuck was that?"

The other robots were moving their heads in every direction, trying to see what they were hit by, when suddenly, the blue flash roared by again, the wind nearly lifting James off the ground. It zipped back and forth past the SWAT bots, going so fast it madehim feel dizzy. When it finally passed again, all the SWAT bots were lying in piles on the ground, broken to bits.

James stood up and brushed himself off, looking around at the destruction before him.

"That was weird," he said, "Anyone wanna tell me what the fuck that was?"

As he looked around, his answer came as a voice sounded behind him.

"That would be me, sir," the person said.

James turned around, not knowing what to expect. And what he saw blew him away. In front of him stood a blue hedgehog, wearing red and white shoes and white gloves. James stood in shock.

"You…"

The hedgehog smiled.

"I know what you probably want to say, so, you're welcome."

The animal extended a hand.

"I'm Sonic. Sonic the Hedgehog."

James didn't know what to say or do. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. All he could do was extend a hand in return.

"I…I'm James Hetfield," he stammered.

While they were shaking hands, another voice sounded from around the corner.

"Did ya get them, Sonic?"

As James looked up, two more hedgehogs came around the corner and stood next to Sonic, both just as surprised to be standing in front of James. One was a pink female, the other a green male. James blinked, making sure he wasn't seeing things. These three, they were the hedgehogs from the cartoon show he saw in the tour bus.

Sonic noticed the expression on James' face and smiled.

"James," he said, "This is Sonia and Manic, my brother and sister. Guys, this is James Hetfield"

James nodded. Manic shook off the surprise and looked him over.

"Not from this planet, are you?" he asked.

James stood for a minute, and then finally shook his head clear.

"Uh, no. Not exactly"

The three hedgehogs nodded in understanding.

"If you don't mind my asking," James said, "Where exactly am I?"

"There'll be plenty of time for questions later," Sonia said, "I think now we should take the opportunity and get you some lace safe before Robotnik sends more SWAT bots."

James looked down at the hedgehog, then around at the crowd. He figured that the animal was right. He wasn't up for another fight. "Sounds good, I guess."

The hedgehogs smiled.

"Good,"Sonic said, "Follow us then."

With that, the three turned and headed down the block. For a minute, James stood there, still trying to think about what exactly was happening. But he shook it off and followed the hedgehogs, hoping that they were really taking him to safety.