I'm an expert, remember?
Ok, now it's just the twins. A bit of a continuation from the previous chapter. This is hopefully where things start getting more interesting.
"I hate this place."
"Stop whining Fleetway."
The two had came a long distance in the almost endless expanse. Finally, they reached their destination.
Sonic's memories.
Super had a knowing look.
"The 'key' is here."
"How do you know?"
"I'm an expert, remember? Besides, it's not the first time I've been here. Hopefully it will be the last."
They walked through. A million different memories passed their way. Fleetway grabbed a vicious looking memory and made it pop. Super heared it and swiveled around to look at him.
"Just what do you think you're doing?"
"Making Sonic have PTSD."
Super just looked at him, deadpanned.
"Fine. You stay here and do that. I'll look for something more important."
Fleetway didn't really seem bothered. He was already imagining the look on Sonic's face when the memories came back to haunt him.
Super muffled a frustrated groan. Fleetway and him could be polar opposites sometimes. Oh well. As long as he retrieved the key it wouldn't even matter. They would be one. Mephilis and Iblis would be one. They'd be able to exact their revenge, and then everything would be perfect.
It should be around here somewhere...
Oh! There it is!
Picking it up, he rushed back to Fleetway.
Wait... where did he go? He wouldn't have left without telling him.
Then Super could hear sounds panicked screaming.
Two different voices of screaming.
"Oh chaos..."