Okay, people. After this chapter, I'll focus on PoB and Ring. (I need that manga so badly! sighs) So, don't expect major updates on Charmy Rogues. K? I'm doing them in this order: CR, PoB, Ring. Somewhere in between in the Naruto one-shot, and a random Babylon Rogues one-shot.

Okay, legal crap time. Charmy Bee, Nack the Weasel, Bark the Polar Bear, Bean the Dynamite, Chaotix and the Babylon Rogues are (C) SEGA, Sonic Team. In no way do I owe them. If I did, Charmy would be like Rock Lee JR. while Vector would be like Might Gai.

Ivy and Maxi are (C) Namco

Tomo the Chameleon, however, is property of me. If anyone uses her without permission, consider yourself DOOMED.

Chapter 6: Dynamite Gang

...OW...OW. THAT MEAN EXTREME GEAR. After breakfast, Wave forced me to practice, until Storm rescued me from her evil ways. My leg had a large cut on it. My board was still efficient, I think. Maybe I should not have crash-landed into that tree branch. I got a headache the size of the Babylon Rogue's aircraft.

I stared at the clock for a few minutes. It just turned four PM. Through the corner of my eye, I saw Jet staring at me with a slushie in hand. I faced him with a huge grin on my face.

"What are you doing?" he asked. "Watching paint dry?"

"Nooo, I'm bored. When I get bored, I watch the clock," I explained, pointing a finger at the clock.

Jet slurped his drink noisily. "Uh-huh. So, wanna see how the Babylon Rogues operate tonight?"

I blinked, confused. "Don't you just steal stuff?"

He shrugged. We went down to his office, where we found Wave and Storm in his bedroom. They were playing some fighting game that involved women with very explicit costumes. Jet had a nose bleed as he stared at Storm's character. It was a girl named Ivy who donned a revealing purple outfit and boots. Her weapon was a really weird sword. Wave's was some creepy-looking, macho guy called Maxi. He used nunchucks.

Jet and I exchanged looks of exasperation. Suddenly, Wave slammed her finger on the reset button.

"HEY!" Storm shouted incredulously, throwing the controller down. "Wh-why did you do that?"

"...Because I was losing. I never lose," she replied with hatred in her eyes.

Jet rolled his eyes. They didn't even realize they we came in, for goodness' sake! He coughed in his fist, silencing them. Vector could never silence me if he did that. I was surprised by the amount of loyalty these two had for him.

Storm pointed a finger a Wave. "Her fault."

Wave smacked him in the back side of his head. "Screw you! If you didn't cheat-"

"Stop it!" Jet shouted. "Don't you two know we have a mission tonight?"

They stared at each other for a moment, then back at Jet. They nodded slowly at him.

The hawk in mention placed a hand on my head. I looked up at him. His face was so confident, like Vector when he succeeded on that date with Madam Vanilla. "We are going to bring Charmy along. I'm sure he's ready."

"WHAT?!" Wave shrieked, making Jet flinch. "He's just starting out. It isn't wise to bring him along."

"Awwww!" I pouted, giving a stiff upper lip. "Pleeaaaase, Waaaave!"

"Yeah," Storm agreed, standing up. "Let's bring him with us. It'll be good for him."

"Let's bring 'im. Waaave," Jet sneered. Similar to me, he gave teary-eyed look. He inched closer to her, making sure the frightened swallow was still staring. "You can't resist the face."

"NO! Nuh-uh. No way!" She crossed her arms. Facing the other way, she strolled out the room.

Around 9:00 PM...

"Damn you, Jet," Wave cursed, sending him glares of fury.

We were on our Extreme Gear, flying through the ebony skies. Our mission was to steal this emerald from the Future City bank. Mighty always told me stealing was wrong, but in cases of survival, it was okay...right? I didn't know. My headache was dimming a little. I didn't tell anyone about it, not even Storm.

Eh, I admit it. I consider Storm my favorite out of the Babylon Rogues. He read me a bed-time story about retarded pirates. What can go wrong? He even tucked me in. How nice of him!

The back of the bank came into view. I never ventured into Future City with the Chaotix before. It was a sight to behold! Large skyscrapers filled the land mass. On a few of them, were screens with advertisements. Some actually changed right before my eyes. Some held Extreme Gear, while another was a picture of Sonic showing off his pearly whites. I shook my head in disgust. He was always taking all the credit. Wonder why Tails doesn't say anything during their interviews? Because Sonic takes most of the credit.

Sonic was always a rival for the Chaotix. When we tried to take Cream back to Madam Vanilla, Sonic pops in with her by his side. Tearful reunion...Sonic teases us...Vector gets flustered...yada yada freaking yada. I glared up at the Sonic poster, which changed into another Extreme Gear commercial.

A hand waved in front of my face. It was Storm's. "You okay, Charmy?"

I nodded. A large grin was spread across my muzzle. "Course I am! I just never been here before!"

Storm chuckled. "Yeah, it is pretty..."

All four of us stopped. There were others on Extreme Gear riding in from the east. In the east of the city, lied a half-built Westopolis. A purple figure was on a bike while the other three were on actual boards. The purple figure looked so familar. Where did I see him before?"

"Charmy," Jet whispered, giving me a tug on the arm. "we're gonna land our Gear. We know these guys."

"Who are they, Jet?" I asked as we hid behind a bush.

"The Dynamite Gang. My cousin's in that group."

I gulped as the four came into view. There were two purple figures; a boy and a girl, a yellow guy, and a green guy that looked almost exactly like Jet. I came to the assumption the green one was Jet's cousin.

. "...Where are we?" the girl asked.

"I thought I told you, stupid!" the yellow one grunted. "Future City bank! To steal-"

"Shut up!" the male purple one snapped. "Bark, Tomo, you really wanna say that out loud?"

"Yeah, we could get screwed, and the cops may come and get us!" the green one shouted in the most boisterious voice that I ever heard in my life. It worse than Vector's idiotic cry of, "FIND THE COMPUTER ROOM!"

They slapped their foreheads. Someone sneezed. My head directed over to the left of me. Jet was rubbing his nostrils. He noticed the four staring at him. "...Whoops." he muttered, staring away.

"Damnit, Jet!" the green one shouted. "You always gotta ruin our fun!"

"Shut up, Bean!" Wave snapped as we stood up beside Jet.

Bean, the green one, sighed melodramatically. He groaned in the most annoying way. I had the urge to fly over and rip his beak off, then hang it in my room as a trophy.

"Do we have to do this everytime we meet?" the yellow one asked. He stared at Storm for some reason. He smirked and cracked his knuckles. "I'm not finished with you."

"Same here, Bark," Storm gave the same devious radiation off him.

The purple ones exchanged looks of annoyance. The girl crossed her arms, tutting loudly. The boy drew a pistol, possibly a magnum, and shot into the air. His face was very clear with arrogance. His mouth was what I was drawn towards. There was a large, nut-cracker like tooth hanging out from his upper lip. My mouth flung open: It was Nack the Weasel alias known as Fang the Sniper.

"Well, well," he crooned. "Charmy Bee! Long time, no betrayal!" He looked around cautiously as if checking for something. "Something's missing...Tomo, who's gone?" he asked the girl to his right.

Tomo smirked, showing off slightly pointy teeth. "Those idiotic, dead detectives, Nack."

I wanted crumble to my knees and cry. But this was Nack the Weasel: the one who betrayed the Chaotix for money. I bit my lower lip. "Hmph, you know what, Nack? I've been wanting to say this to you for a looong time."

He smirked, his tooth gleaming. "This should be good. What's on your mind, midget?"

"Screw you, you punk!" I took off at him, top speed and jabbed his shoulder with my stinger. He cried out, elbowing me. I took only a rub-off, but was ready for more. I hovered in front of him. I smirked. "What's wrong, Nack? Bee got your tongue? Ha ha ha! Get it, BEE?!"

Jet called, "Charmy! Nice one! I could never get Nack to shut up so quickly!" He faced his little gang of thieves. "Alright, I'm sure Charmy can handle weasel boy. Let's handle his cronies!"

"Cronies?" I heard Bean ask. "What does that mean?"

"...It means we're the underlings of a big boss," Bark explained, clearly annoyed by his lack of knowledge.

"Alright," Tomo purred, pulling out her sword. She aimed it at Wave. "Let's dance, bird-brain."

"You know it, hon," Wave licked her beak and slapped her wrench in her palm.

The girls dashed off behind the building. Many clashes of metal were heard. I'm not sure who was winning, until Tomo cried out in pain. "My foot! I think you broke my foot!" Wave was in the lead!

"That friggen' idiot!" Bark was about to take off to help, but Storm launched a punch at him.

Storm cracked his knuckles. "Goin' somewhere?"

Bark was nicked in his cheek, and backed up a few spaces. He rubbed his cheek for a split second, then made a dash for his Gear. Storm did the same. A strength battle in the sky began. Storm and Bark flew off around the left side of the building. Barely in view. Clatters of fists connecting were heard, along with the sickening sound of scraping metal.

Nack rubbed his the small red mark that began to form. He faced Bean. "Bean! You handle Jet! I'll get the Chaos Emerald!"

"Like hell you will!" Jet shouted, ready to dash at him.

Bean snapped his fingers. In his right hand, was an unlit bomb. He snapped his other fingers. In his left, was a petite flame. Jet stopped in his tracks. His cousin quickly ignited the explosion. He cackled as he watched it start to crinkle down the string. Jet gulped. He glanced back at me, then to Bean.

I got his gaze. Suddenly, Bean throw the bomb at Jet. "Jet! In front! Turn around!"

"Wha-?!" Jet swiped out his bansho fans and slapped the bomb back into Bean's hands.

Nack blinked for a few seconds as the explosion was about to go off. He swore pitifully and darted right at the entrance.

Bean's eyes widened. "Oh, cra-"

BOOOOOOOM!

Jet and I took cover behind the same bush. He covered me with his arms. Smoke started to fill the air. He coughed. "Charmy..." he groaned, looking down at me behind his goggles.

I covered my eyes with the brown ones that were on my helmet. "Y-yeah?"

"You have a grudge against Nack. You follow him, and get the emerald. I'll hold off stupid here," Jet hitched a finger at his wide-eyed, smoke covered cousin.

I saluted him and took off. I came in the way Nack did: Bust the door down with your back. It hurt like hell, but it was worth it. I glanced around, trying to find Nack. I just remembered that I had no idea where the Chaos Emerald was. Muttering angrily, I got a glimpse of a voilet creature running up the stairs.

Nack paused and noticed me coming up after him. He shot at me three times. I easily dodged them by using my flight.

"Nack, you ruined the my friend's first mission. Now, I'm gonna make sure you go straight to hell!"

"Ugh!" Nack shouted in disgust. "Why won't you quit, you brat?"

"Ha! I'm not givin' up so easily!" I flew straight at him when Nack stopped shooting. I head-butted him in the chest. We toppled back down the stairs. Nack was on top of me when we stopped. His hands were tightened securely around my throat. I gasped for breath. I kicked around, but nothing seemed to affect him. I was going limp.

"N-noooo!...I can't...can't die...can't die here."

Nack, for some reason, stopped. He froze. He cried out, then collasped.

I grasped my throat. His grip was still egging my throat. I heaved in huge lumps of oxygen. I looked up at my protector.

Bark's body was suddenly dropped next to Nack's. Storm bent down, lending me a hand. "Ch-Charmy! Are-are y-you alright?" he asked, clearly shaken.

I panted a little before replying. "Y-y-yeah! I'm...I'm okay. But that was scary. I had two run-ins with the Grim Reaper this week!"

Storm laughed, then stared at Nack's form. He was slowly getting up. He raised his fist up in the air to pound him, but Nack was fast. He wiped out a shot-gun and nicked Storm's shoulder. He cried out, grabbing his wounded shoulder.

"Storm!" I shouted, flying up to his side.

Nack burst into laughter, then stared at Bark. "Yo, Bark! Stop fooling around. Just kill Storm."

Bark was getting up. He wiped some blood dripping down his lip. He snatched Storm by his necklace, hoisting him up. Nodding at Nack, he gave me a apathetic look. He opened a nearby window. Holding Storm steadily over the window, he was ready to let go until...

BOOOOOOOOOOOM! "OHMYGOD!I'MGONNADIE!" "You dolt! You just...What're you doing?" "I didn't do anything wrong, Wave! Bean's the one who screamed."

The three of us peered out the window. Seeing an uncounsious Tomo, an angry Wave, an annoyed Jet, and a scared Bean. Wave dropped Tomo's limp figure on the ground. She sighed, ready to slam Bean over the head.

I suddenly remembered about Storm. I grabbed Nack's shot-gun and pointed it at them. "Put Storm down!" I ordered, as they backed away from the window.

Bark obliged and set Storm on the ground daintily. He was on his stomach, not moving. However, his heavy breathing was the only clear sign that he was alive.

"Ooookay, Charmy," Nack stammered, his hands high in the air. "I'm out of bullets, and you have my second gun. My first one clattered to the floor when we collasped. I have no weapons on me."

I could tell he was trying to weasel (Ha! PUN!) his way out of this. I cocked the gun, aiming it at Nack's face.

The two cringed.

Storm groaned, holding his wounded shoulder. "Where did the pizza man go, Mommy?" he whispered in his delusion.

Nack chuckled a little at Storm's silliness.

"Shut it!" Bark screamed in a whisper, glaring at him.

Storm glanced up at me. "Hey, Ch-Charmy. Goo-good job."

I smiled at him. "Thank ya kindly Storm! I got'em while they were distracted!"

Storm struggled to his feet. He stared at the blood on the floor from his wound. He sighed. "Hey, you keep them at gunpoint. I'll get the Chaos Emerald."

"Like hell you will," Bark growled.

"Oh? What will you do?" I mocked. I always acted like this. Mocking my enemy was something I do on a daily basis, like when the Chaotix and I duked it out with Amy's scrappy team. Cream and her mother couldn't forgive Vector and I for weeks. Espio's mocking didn't help us out either. I pretty much had to grovel to get her to forgive me.

Nack glared at me, then Storm. He swore revenge against us as Storm began his way upstairs.

Suddenly, sirens blasted off from outside. "Freeze!" a cop shouted. Behind him, was a blue hedgehog. Alongside the hedgehog, was a yellow fox, pink hedgehog, white bat, black hedgehog, and tanish cream rabbit with a chao.

One word flashed through my mind as I stared at them: CRAP.

TBC

Next: Us vs Dynamite vs Sonic Team

Ha, little cliffie! Now, you gotta wait! OH! And yes, I've decided that instead of the usual StormWave, it will be JetWave. YES YOU HEARD ME RIGHT. JetWave.

Kiba-Sniper