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Chapter 7: Captured by the Caves
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It was my jet pack that saved me. As I plummeted towards the ground, off the castle's roof, my jets must have slowed my fall. I landed in the ocean, completely unconscious. My armor was blessed with a spell that made it float, so I didn't drown. I woke nearly an hour later, to the sounds of voices around me. I felt myself being picked up, and my sword was pried from my grip.

I opened my eyes…and saw the eyes of Devotindos soldiers looking down at me. I said weakly, "Mucro, reverto ut…" but I couldn't finish. I passed once more. When I woke, I was in a very dark place. Strapped to the wall minus my armor, jetpack, and sword, I was surrounded by machinery nearly everywhere. One soldier looked up at me, and snorted evilly. "'Ell, look whose finally come around"

"Where am I?"

"In the Repulsive Raccoon Robot, possum."

Author's note: No joke. This is a mini-boss in Stage 2, name's taken directly from the instruction manual. I don't know what Konami was thinking either.

"What?"

"This is a robot specifically built for the purpose of capturing and containing rocket knights. And you're our first captive."

"I didn't exactly make it hard for you, being unconscious and all."

"Well…no."

"Mucro, reverto ut meus manus!"

"What?"

I heard my sword, banging against the inside of a box over on the other side of the chamber. With a crack, the sword pierced the metal box, and my jailor grabbed it in the air. But, he couldn't hold onto it, it bucked him up and down, and finally through him off. My sword flew over to my paw. I shouted another spell, and the sword glowed red-hot. I twisted the sword in my paw, and the blade contacted my metal restraints. They cracked, and my arm was free.

I used my sword to free the other four restraints, and dropped to the ground. My jailor had drew his own saber, and charged me. I easily parried his wide blow, and slew him as he moved passed me. "That's for the dead knights back in the city." I said, angrily.

I found my armor and jet pack in a similar box, and re-suited. I swung my sword against the wall of the chamber, and the flimsy door crumpled easily. Charging my packs, I boosted outside. I was by the far edge of the lake, by some cliffs.

I saw a cave, and flew up to it. A microsecond later, a huge robotic arm, ending in a mace smashed next to me. I looked up at the robot. A pilot was at the top, with the likeness of a Raccoon underneath him, carved out in metal – right to the red nose. I charged my pack again, as I dodged his arm once more. The robot's arm stuck into the rock.

The pilot grunted and shouted, "Damn! Come on you worthless scrap! Work!"

I ran up the arm, and plunged my sword into the robot's head. Pulling it out, I jumped off, and flipped backwards into the lake. I hit the water, and propelled myself down ward. Putting my sword into the lake bottom, I braced for an explosion. The robot was smoking, and I heard the pilot's screams from under the water. The explosion's force pushed a wave of water against me, but I held onto my sword tightly. The water protected me from the heat and fire, as well as the exploding shrapnel. I waited another moment, and then I surfaced for air.

I looked around. The pigs controlling the robot were not to be seen, and a blackened hulk of the robot lay steaming in the water.