Unreal Conflict

Chapter 6: Don't Stop at the Top (Medic Touge Chase)

Eh... no one reviews now... BTW, I've started a Need for Speed: Carbon fiction in the Game Crossovers section for those, who read but don't review, who would like to read that. And yes, this chapter is supposed to be something like Carbon's canyon duels.

Doing some experimentals in this chapter, namely music inclusion.

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Brock stuck his head out of the SUV, and fired on the aircraft. The bullets from his newly aquired M50 Asault Rifle (from inside the SUV) ripped holes into the sides of the large craft, but did no damage overall. Lauren also leaned out of the window and began to fire the M353 Machine Gun mounted in the SUV's back cargo area, but the bullets proved to be too weak to do more than dents in that pursuer.

"Hang on, I see a road ahead, I'm gonna have to jump this hill though to make it!" Malcolm stomped the gas and the SUV surged with new power. The engine screamed as the vehicle just kept accelerating, nearing 100 MPH, speeds Tournament vehicles never could go.

(Don't Stop at the Top - Children of Bodom)

The hill approached quickly, less than 100 feet. 'Tails better not just decide to stick his head out just yet...' Malcolm thought as the SUV hit 120. "Get back in! Stop firing immediately!"

The ship flying overhead fired a pair of missiles at the speeding SUV, closing in fast. A clearing was before the hill, exactly where the missiles would hit the SUV. "Malcolm, let me shoot those missiles outta the sky!" Brock yelled over the engine's muscular growl.

"Too risky! I've got this under control!" Malcolm shouted back, knowing his adrenaline combo was aboutto run out in just mere seconds. "Hang on!"

Tails just sat in his seat, completely scared, knowing what lay ahead of the hill. 'They don't even know this is a canyon...'

140 MPH, 145, 150, 152, 153 MPH. The speedometer kept rising slowly, with Tails glancing over to it every second or so. "Don't worry kid, Malcolm's gonna get us there in time," Brock said, noticing the evident fear in Tails's eyes.

"That's not it... this is a canyon..."

With those words, the Tournament vets all looked at Tails suddenly, and he cringed in his seat. Malcolm turned back to the road, and looked to his right. The missiles were about to hit them in the side if he didn't move in time. "Lauren, the missiles, take care of them!"

"On it already!"

Lauren grabbed the machine gun again and wildly began to fire on the Tomahawk-like missiles. One bullet hit the lead mssiles, causing it to wildly veer right, having lost a stabilizing wing in the rear. The second missile, however, kept speeding on. Tails turned in his seat, holding the Assault Rifle tightly, actually holding the charge grenade fire button.

Realizing this, Tails's eyes bulged, and he suddenly twisted his body and let go of the button when he aimed in the general direction of the open back windoe of the SUV. The grenade flew from the AR, whizzing past both Brock's and Lauren's heads, and out the back window of the SUV. It kept flying forwards, and detonated in midair when it collided with the second missile, causing the explosive to also detonate! Brock turned back to Tails, mouth open in awe in how the little fox had just fired the AR's grenade attachment with such precision.

They all turned back just in time to see the hill right there in front of them, Malcolm suddenly blinking, adrenaline running out then. The SUV climbed the hill, launching itself up in the air, getting next to the ship, and over the open canyon below them, 2000 feet below. The SUV neared the edge of the small canyon road they were aiming for, and landed directly in the middle of it very smoothly, as the SUV barely made it. If they went even just 1 MPH slower, they wouldn't have made it. The ship suddenly turned off and went away, revealing the emblem of Eggman on the sides.

(end song)

"Holy..." Malcolm breathed as he felt his (real) adrenaline pumping through his system. The SUV took off again through the twisting mountain road. "Hey Tails, how much farther?"

"Uh... after that jump, it should only be around the corner now," Tails replied, pointing to a building around the mountain side, "They should be open. I think it's a 24 hour hospital."

"Uh... what time is it around here anyways?" Brock inquired, looking at his headset's menu's going to reset the time to the time on this planet.

"It's... 9 in the morning. We'd better hurry still, I think Sonic's body didn't like the ride..."

Malcolm turned the car into the emergency drive-in area, and tried to open his door, finding it stuck, and he kicked it open. "Tails... give my Rifle to Brock for the moment."

Tails nodded, handing the gun to Brock, who stored it into Tournament sub-space. Malcolm got out of the vehicle, opened the door to the back area and Lauren handed Sonic's broken body to him. With that, the other 3 got out of the car, and Malcolm lead them to the doors, the doors auto-sliding open, and medics rushed to them. "What happened to him!" "What did he do?" "Who are you guys?" "Right this way, here's a gurney! Set him down slowly..."

The bombardment of questions rang in the group's ears, and Malcolm set Sonic down on the aforementioned stretcher, and the medic took the stretcher away. Doctors came out of the rooms and began to help the medic get Sonic to a room for operation. The broken leg had turned to a double-broken leg from the off-road chase. No one really knew if he'd walk again... let alone run...

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A/N End chapter.