I've now reached over 100k words and now 5k views on this story, so I decided to give you guys a big chapter! Thanks, all. I should mention now that if anyone wishes to make art of my story, by all means go ahead and let me know.

Guest: Yeah, I know. Obviously Infinite won't last long in a gulag despite being the tough "ultimate mercenary" that we know him to be.

SilverxCristal: Death is something to be wary about in this story, and you'll get an insight on Infinite's squad soon enough. As for Gadget, well... You'll find out about him this chapter. Also, I'll be looking forward to your future Infidget artworks.

Rosy: Thanks, and no.

Bevilian Townnship, Spagonia Country

A white private jet made an approach to the airport runway. It lowered its landing gear and made a decent landing on the tarmac of the runway and gradually slowed down after landing.

The plane came to a slow stop and taxied over to the parking spot by one of the large hangars. The engines shut off completely and the passenger loading door opened up. Passengers inside the plane collected their baggage and exited the plane down the steps on the door.

Lastly, a red wolf stepped off the plane, carrying a briefcase. He stopped, looked around and straighten his big glasses before proceeding on.

Gadget's POV

I followed the group from my plane to the gate of the small local airport. I was shivering slightly from the cold air of the Northeast. Shoot, coat and clothes was what I forgot. I thought briefly.

It's been several months since I last saw the poor confused soul that was Infinite. I couldn't help but feel pity for him. He must've got a serious concussion or something from me and Sonic because he didn't even know what was happening when the Resistance attacked and locked him up.

He never even fought back, made remarks toward us. Heck, he didn't have his mask on! I never thought since the moment I met him up close in Sunset Heights that I'd see his actual face.

The confused look in his yellow-and-blue eyes was something I wasn't gonna forget.

I was disgusted by the actions of my fellow Resistance members. Yeah, Infinite helped commit genocide, but with his memory loss, I think there's room for redemption.

No one listened to my concerns, not Knuckles, not Silver, heck, not even Sonic himself. It made sense though, but everyone thought I was insane.

When they decided to ship Infinite to a prison, some madman thought it was an absolutely great idea to sent the poor jackal all the way across the world to Shamar.

If you don't know, Shamar is a country that got a huge change of government a few years ago. A very violent and corrupt government, that is. They wanted to implement communism into the country, and they did in unnecessary violent ways. Everyone opposed them. In retaliation, those who didn't agree with the government would either be killed or even worse, sent to a labour camp.

What's worse is that nobody did anything to stop the madness. GUN was afraid that if they attacked Shamar, a huge war would break out, resulting in millions of deaths. Sonic and his gang didn't do much either. They figured that following GUN's actions was best.

When the huge war between us and Eggman happened a few months ago, Shamar was the last country to go down. They knew how to fight well, but surrendered after GUN finally went down and became apart of the Resistance Pact.

Now that the war is over, it's not apart of the pact anymore and is back straight to their ways, it seems.

Unfortunately, after a while of research, I found out that Infinite was sent to one of the labour camps since most of the prisons in the UF were destroyed.

I had to get some pals of mine to make me a fake identity so I could get into the country with no issues at hand. Finally, most of the airways were closed off since airports were still repairing, it took a while for an opportunity. When it came, I quickly jumped in a plane to East Spagonia country, to the town closest to the border.

I honestly don't even know if Infinite is still alive. I just hope he is.

I walked to the gate wih the group where a few cars were waiting. They opened the gate and let us through to the rural road.

I walked over to a taxi, hopped inside and put my briefcase on my lap. "Where you going?" The driver asked me.

"Town, please." I answered. He put the car in drive and drove down the road to the town. I looked out the window and saw some of the aftermath of the war.

About five minutes later, we entered the rural township that was called Bevilain. There was some destroyed buildings I took notice of.

The driver stopped the car. "Well, here you go." I got out my money and handed it to him. "Thanks, and stay safe."

"You too." I said and got off the seat and closed the door. I located the nearest store which was a clothing store, about a block away. I headed over and went inside.

15 minutes later

I walked out of the store with several large bags, along with my briefcase in hand. I was eager to put something on and escape a little from this November weather. They wouldn't let me put some clothes on inside for whatever reason.

I made sure to buy some clothes for Infinite, too, assuming he gets out alive. Next, I needed a vehicle. I didn't technically need one, but because Infinite didn't seem to run very fast and we needed to carry supplies, I had to. Surely, there's a car dealership somewhere here, right?

After a while of searching this town, I only found an RV dealer on the Southwest corner that had a note saying the owner had passed an new management was being put in place, but there were a few new RVs out front, but it was clear a bunch were stolen.

I was opting more for a regular car, but I didn't have much of a choice. It would be really rude if I just stole one of these, or I could take more time up and go look around the area for a regular dealership that was in operation. I let out a sigh and brough my finger to my lip and thought out what I should do.

I decided to take the RV, but make sure to leave some money inside the building for the owners when they get back.

Using the key, I opened up the door of the grey RV and checked out the inside. It was pretty roomy for a house-on-wheels. It had all the typical stuff you'd expect in one; Back bedroom, bathroom on the side, etc.

I decided to put some clothes on quickly while I had the chance. I put on a button up shirt, some pants and a thick sweater. I just hope no one thinks I'm stealing.

Out of nervousness, I checked back outside. Because there weren't many buildings or sidewalks on this side of town, there wasn't many people. Anyone who did stroll by didn't seem to care all that much.

I set my briefcase down on the counter and popped it open. There was some stuff such a little some food and water for the flight, my fake Shamarian ID with two license plates wi a screwdriver and screws and a few other things that aren't super-important, really.

I took the two license plates, screws and screwdriver. I took them outside and to the front. I quickly screwed the license plate into place and worked on the back.

After that was done, I checked some components on the RV. To my surprise, there were fresh batteries, fluid and all of that. I made a slight smile. Guess it's my lucky day!

This dealer was quite premium, after all. I went back inside, closed the doors and put the key the ignition. The RV took a minute to start, but it did fortunately. I adjusted the seat high up so I could actually see the road and the pedals so my feet could reach them.

I had never driven a large vehicle like this before, so it was a new experience.

I drove off onto the road carefully and made it back into the centre part of town. I decided to make two quick stops to a convenience store and bought lots of food knowing we wouldn't have enough time to stop once we're on the run.

Lastly, I got some jerry cans and filled them up at a gas station. I put the cans in the side compartment and followed a map to the border of Shamar. It was about ten minutes out from here.

I drove off from the station still getting used to driving this awkward thing with a map on the side. I had traced my route all the way from Bevilian to the camp that Infinite was supposedly at. It was a bit down south close to the West Coast.

I kept steady along the road, being careful. The road seemed to stretch on a bit until I noticed that no cars were coming to or from this way now. I drove by a sign giving a warning that the border was just ahead, so that's why.

I could see the somewhat small crossing just ahead. I pulled up and several armed guards stopped me. One on the left motioned for me to open my window, so I did.

"Greetings, if you are not a Shamarian, this is your last chance to turn back."

"Eh, don't be worried," I said in the most fake Shamarian accent I could produce. "I live here." I grabbed my fake ID and handed it to the man.

"Yuri!" He barked. He gave another guard my ID and went inside the booth. I watched him come back with my ID. I was legitimately scared that these found out my ID's actually not real and they'd shoot me without hesitation.

"Everything seems to be in order; his identification and plates are all legitimate. Let him proceed." He reported. Yuri walked over to my window and handed my card back.

"Alright, now scram!" They motioned for me to drive on, so I closed the window and drove on. I laid back and let out a huge sigh of relief. I was gonna live another day.

"Alright, Infinite, just sit tight." I said.

Kind of a crummy chapter, I know, but I know you guys want to see what's up with Gadget, so here you go. Reviews please.