Chapter 9: A Nite with GUN

"PRISONER IS ESCAPING, ALL PERSONNEL TO YOUR STATIONS!"

The loud speakers boomed throughout the GUN base as the drones scrambled to track down and recapture their escaped prisoner, a lone black wolf with inhuman speed. Nite dashed through the halls destroying the cameras as he did so and leaving a trail of battered and destroyed GUN drones in his wake. He moved with impossible speed and agility as he bounced from wall to wall to come smashing into another drones destroying it and ricocheting off of the machine and into another, then another as he destroyed drone after drone on his way down the hall.

He didn't want to harm them but they were in his way of destroying Gerald.

"Nothings gonna stand in my way!"

He roared with anger as he lunged through several more GUN robots and smashed a window. He fell several stories before landing in a crouch on the hard tarmac of a runway; he instantly took off in an inhuman sprint down the runway speeding towards his freedom, a small army of GUN drones following.

He glanced over his shoulder and smiled.

"Catch me if you can slow-moes!"

With that he sped up to near super sonic speeds, creating a sonic boom as he charged further forward and closer to the freedom he so yearned for, that was until something landed in front of him and forced him to skid to a halt.

"What the?"

Nite held his head in one hand, he was having another headache. When it subsided he paused in the empty hallway for a moment.

"Whoa…what was that?"

He shook his head and continued down the hall, right now it didn't really matter. He'd get all the answers he needed when he found the GUN General.

OOO

Tails knocked on the door to Amy's apartment and waited, Knuckles was standing beside him the same serious look he always had plastered on his face. There was a faint shuffling from behind the door and then it opened to reveal Big standing with a rather confused look on his face, but that was Big's usual look so the two didn't really notice.

"Tails…Knuckles? What are you doing at Amy's house?"

Tails smiled at his rather large friend and answered.

"Just came to see if Amy and that were back, are they?"

"No…Amy, the garbage man and gun man are still away…"

Knuckles humphed and turned to leave.

"Told you we should have gone straight to Prison Island…"

Tails let out a sigh and turned to his hot head friend.

"And what if they had gotten back? GUN would probably be rather upset to see the friends of the group that just trashed their base…" he turned back to Big and smiled again "we'll see you later Big"

"Bye bye Tails…bye bye Knuckles…"

With that the large cat gently closed the door. Knuckles and his fox friend then started their way down the street, heading in the direction of Prison Island. But where stopped by a familiar voice from behind.

"Hey wait up!"

They turned to see Spike running up to them from an alley way, he seemed to have regained the ability to run but was still quite visibly not as fit as he once was thanks to the blaster shot to his hip.

Tails was a bit concerned about his green spiky friend.

"Spike, shouldn't you be resting up?"

"I'm as fit as a fiddle…besides you'll need me if you're going to get to Prison Island before Nite and Amy wreck the whole place, that is unless you brought the Tornado…which I don't see"

The young fox frowned, his grandfather was tweaking the Tornado's engine and had removed it, and it would take quite some time to put it back so he had decided to head to Prison Island by other means. But knowing Amy and Nite by the time they got there the place would be in ruins…he didn't want to put any strain on his injured friend.

"Alright…but you got to be careful"

"Don't worry" with that the green porcupine grabbed both Knuckles and Tails wrists and took off in a lightning fast sprint in the direction of Prison Island, slightly slower than he usually ran because he was still nursing his injury.

Knuckles looked at Tails and saw that he was worried; he smiled a confident smile and spoke:

"Don't worry Tails, nothings going to go wrong"

Tails smiled back, but didn't know whether to believe his ever confident friend or not.

OOO

Trance sat on the other side of the General's desk trying to look as calm as possible under the older man's rather scrutinizing gaze.

"Miss Trance I believe you know that the threat's memories are returning to it…"

"IT has a name you know…"

She folded her arms over her chest and looked back at the man as intense as he was looking at her. He rested his hands together on his desk and leaned forward slightly.

"That doesn't matter…what I asked you here for is to tell you that we are very upset about your past actions. It was your actions that prevented us from dealing with the threat sooner…now that it is on the loose and not under our control it will be a lot harder to subdue it, we have asked Doctor Eggman to create a…copy…of the threat similar to what Metal Sonic was to Sonic…now that it is fully active it has been sent out to terminate the threat once and for all…"

"Surely this cant be all that you've called me here for…"

"True…I have also to tell you that we are very upset with you and that if you ever make any…negligible decisions again we will have to drop you from our research team, even with your skills we cant afford any liability"

"Is that all?" she was growing tired of being in the General's presence and desperately wanted to leave.

"…Yes…"

"Good…" with that the female wolf stood up and turned to make her way to the door, she heard the General tap the communication's button and speak into the intercom.

"Report…"

"The three intruders are still at large…" a soldier's voice could be heard over the radio, Trance decided to wait a moment to hear who the intruders were.

"Have they been identified?" asked the General.

"…yes, Amy Rose and Nack the weasel are the only two to be identified so far, the third we haven't managed to get close enough to identify…he appears to be a black wolf…"

Trance's heart leaped at that last statement as she quickly hurried out of the room so that the General didn't think she was lingering.

Could it be…