SuperSonic Speed- Chapter 12: The Western Empire of Robotnik
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The Next Morning
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Sonic rolled over in his bed of straw. Instead of his usual routine of getting up and stretching, and eating whatever Knuckles had left him, Sonic simply sat there, glaring silently at the wall.
The events of the night before played through his mind like a movie-- how could he have just watched his mom die? He knew the answer-- He could hardly move around, much less stand, after the Mecha bot had given the hedgehog a piece of metal to his stomach. He knew he couldn't have-- even though he let himself deny that. The fact was, his mom was gone now, and there was nothing he could do about it. There was no "if" about it, either, he'd seen her stop breathing, and even if she would have survived then, she would have died in the blast.
Sonic fell back into his bed and let his head hit the pile of straw, ignoring the tickling sensation caused by the straw. He laid there a while, not caring, only thinking. He didn't feel like getting up, or eating, at this point, he didn't even want to run. Maybe he was having a hellish nightmare, maybe none of this ever happened, maybe, a race was about to begin and he was late. But Sonic realized that he only wished he was having a nightmare, everything was real. He knew because his stomach was bruised and aching.
He shut his eyes. Maybe if he fell asleep, he would forget about his problems... Boy, was he ever wrong. His sleep was filled with more memories, he saw himself with trophies, and various pictures that lined the wall of what used to be his house. And then, a wrecking ball swung through the opposite side of his bedroom, Revealing the entire machine, manned by Robotnik. The ball came further... and further... and finally it hit Sonic, the blue hedgehog flew backwards and hit the bedroom wall... The last thing he saw was Robotnik's evil laughter...
Black faded to white as Sonic opened his eyes, mouth dry and breathing heavily. "So much for that idea," He thought. Knuckles knocked and entered Sonic's room.
"Are you finally up now?" The echidna asked as he pulled up a chair and sat across from Sonic, who nodded a response. "You know, I am really impressed with your speed and agility, that dodge you pulled on Mecha was incredible, we just need to work on your combat skills more..."
"Save it Knuckles, I ain't in the mood for an evaluation."
"Fine, take the day off."
"Thanks," Sonic replied as he fell back into his bed. Knuckles exited the room, without a goodbye. As hard as he tried, Sonic couldn't stop thinking about the events of the night before. He started to cry again, but stopped when his arms hit the wall...
"Hey... What's on my arm?" Sonic asked as he peeled a small, round, metallic
object. Upon closer examination, Sonic realized that it was a small microphone-- without a trigger. Sonic's jaw dropped as a sickening realization came over him. "Robotnik's been listening the whole time..."
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Juke kept her eyes shut as she slowly awakened. She couldn't bear to see Robotnik's machinery any longer, he would surely kill her and Juke wondered why she wasn't dead left. Her right arm ached where she'd been shot. It was a pressure ache though, as if there was something tight around it. Awakening more, she realized that light flooded through her closed eyes and that she could actually move her legs. As she opened her eyes, she realized that she was lying on a soft bed in a primitive hut. She pickesd up a note on the table to her left.
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Dear Juke,
We went to Sandopolis as soon as our recon computers picked up your location. I hope you're feeling alright, I don't know the side effects of Vulcan, but tell me if you don't feel well. The Chaotix are sending you another gun and hoverboard as I speak, it should arrive in the next 10 hours.
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The lime hedgehog sat up, greeted with a large amount of stiffness and soreness. She checked her uniform, among it was a small bloodstained area outside of the bandaged area. the rest of her uniform was intact, except for the occasional rip and bloodstain. She laid back in her bed, tired from her ordeal. Knuckles entered the room.
"I see you're up," Knuckles said softly.
"Yeah..." Juke replied sadly.
"What's wrong."
"Look what an animal I've become Knuckles. I wanted to kill Robotnik so bad I almost got myself killed. I never before wanted to kill anyone, amd definately not to where I'd rush out blindly and almost get myself killed."
"You hate Robotnik and what he's done, of course you want to kill him, I do too after what happened to Sonic last night."
Juke rapidly sat up. "What did he do to Sonic?"
"Last Night, Robotnik showed Sonic that he had his mom. Sonic went up and hugged and then Robotnik gave his mom an overdose of Vulcan."
"Vulcan?"
"Vulcan, it's a poison, you've had some yourself."
"Oh yeah!"
"Yeah, but Sonic has done nothing but sleep and cry, he doesn't want to do anything."
"Here, let me talk with him."
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Sonic's hut
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"Man, I can't believe that guy's been listening in on me the whole time, he's pry listening to me cry and having a good laugh." Sonic thought. "He's never gonna laugh again, cause I will never cry again." With that, Sonic stepped on the microphone and killed the transmission.
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Robotnik's Hover Cruiser
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Robotnik sat in his seat as Lieutenant Shady steered the craft back towards home base.
"Check your course Lieutenant, there's been a change of plan."
"Yes sir?"
"Head towards Metropolis. If we can get bases up and running there, and then spread to Casino Night, nothing can stop us, NOTHING!!! This will mark the beginnig of the Western Empire of Robotnik and the erection of Robotropolis!"
"Yes sir, heading to Metropolis."
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The Next Morning
---
Sonic rolled over in his bed of straw. Instead of his usual routine of getting up and stretching, and eating whatever Knuckles had left him, Sonic simply sat there, glaring silently at the wall.
The events of the night before played through his mind like a movie-- how could he have just watched his mom die? He knew the answer-- He could hardly move around, much less stand, after the Mecha bot had given the hedgehog a piece of metal to his stomach. He knew he couldn't have-- even though he let himself deny that. The fact was, his mom was gone now, and there was nothing he could do about it. There was no "if" about it, either, he'd seen her stop breathing, and even if she would have survived then, she would have died in the blast.
Sonic fell back into his bed and let his head hit the pile of straw, ignoring the tickling sensation caused by the straw. He laid there a while, not caring, only thinking. He didn't feel like getting up, or eating, at this point, he didn't even want to run. Maybe he was having a hellish nightmare, maybe none of this ever happened, maybe, a race was about to begin and he was late. But Sonic realized that he only wished he was having a nightmare, everything was real. He knew because his stomach was bruised and aching.
He shut his eyes. Maybe if he fell asleep, he would forget about his problems... Boy, was he ever wrong. His sleep was filled with more memories, he saw himself with trophies, and various pictures that lined the wall of what used to be his house. And then, a wrecking ball swung through the opposite side of his bedroom, Revealing the entire machine, manned by Robotnik. The ball came further... and further... and finally it hit Sonic, the blue hedgehog flew backwards and hit the bedroom wall... The last thing he saw was Robotnik's evil laughter...
Black faded to white as Sonic opened his eyes, mouth dry and breathing heavily. "So much for that idea," He thought. Knuckles knocked and entered Sonic's room.
"Are you finally up now?" The echidna asked as he pulled up a chair and sat across from Sonic, who nodded a response. "You know, I am really impressed with your speed and agility, that dodge you pulled on Mecha was incredible, we just need to work on your combat skills more..."
"Save it Knuckles, I ain't in the mood for an evaluation."
"Fine, take the day off."
"Thanks," Sonic replied as he fell back into his bed. Knuckles exited the room, without a goodbye. As hard as he tried, Sonic couldn't stop thinking about the events of the night before. He started to cry again, but stopped when his arms hit the wall...
"Hey... What's on my arm?" Sonic asked as he peeled a small, round, metallic
object. Upon closer examination, Sonic realized that it was a small microphone-- without a trigger. Sonic's jaw dropped as a sickening realization came over him. "Robotnik's been listening the whole time..."
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Juke kept her eyes shut as she slowly awakened. She couldn't bear to see Robotnik's machinery any longer, he would surely kill her and Juke wondered why she wasn't dead left. Her right arm ached where she'd been shot. It was a pressure ache though, as if there was something tight around it. Awakening more, she realized that light flooded through her closed eyes and that she could actually move her legs. As she opened her eyes, she realized that she was lying on a soft bed in a primitive hut. She pickesd up a note on the table to her left.
---
Dear Juke,
We went to Sandopolis as soon as our recon computers picked up your location. I hope you're feeling alright, I don't know the side effects of Vulcan, but tell me if you don't feel well. The Chaotix are sending you another gun and hoverboard as I speak, it should arrive in the next 10 hours.
---
The lime hedgehog sat up, greeted with a large amount of stiffness and soreness. She checked her uniform, among it was a small bloodstained area outside of the bandaged area. the rest of her uniform was intact, except for the occasional rip and bloodstain. She laid back in her bed, tired from her ordeal. Knuckles entered the room.
"I see you're up," Knuckles said softly.
"Yeah..." Juke replied sadly.
"What's wrong."
"Look what an animal I've become Knuckles. I wanted to kill Robotnik so bad I almost got myself killed. I never before wanted to kill anyone, amd definately not to where I'd rush out blindly and almost get myself killed."
"You hate Robotnik and what he's done, of course you want to kill him, I do too after what happened to Sonic last night."
Juke rapidly sat up. "What did he do to Sonic?"
"Last Night, Robotnik showed Sonic that he had his mom. Sonic went up and hugged and then Robotnik gave his mom an overdose of Vulcan."
"Vulcan?"
"Vulcan, it's a poison, you've had some yourself."
"Oh yeah!"
"Yeah, but Sonic has done nothing but sleep and cry, he doesn't want to do anything."
"Here, let me talk with him."
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Sonic's hut
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"Man, I can't believe that guy's been listening in on me the whole time, he's pry listening to me cry and having a good laugh." Sonic thought. "He's never gonna laugh again, cause I will never cry again." With that, Sonic stepped on the microphone and killed the transmission.
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Robotnik's Hover Cruiser
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Robotnik sat in his seat as Lieutenant Shady steered the craft back towards home base.
"Check your course Lieutenant, there's been a change of plan."
"Yes sir?"
"Head towards Metropolis. If we can get bases up and running there, and then spread to Casino Night, nothing can stop us, NOTHING!!! This will mark the beginnig of the Western Empire of Robotnik and the erection of Robotropolis!"
"Yes sir, heading to Metropolis."