[BEFORE YOU START READING, KEEP IN MIND THAT THIS CHAPTER HAS BEEN UPLOADED BEFORE, BUT HAS BEEN TAKEN DOWN DUE TO GRAMMAR ERRORS AND MESSED UP SENTENCE STRUCTURE.]
Yeah, uhhh, sorry guys.
"I'll be trying to update this story every week or every two weeks" – A/N from the 2nd chapter.
Sorry it took me so long to update, I over procrastinate my story/chapter too much then I really should. What else can I say? I bet that I'm not the only one and some other authors get sidetracked as well.
Then again, there are no excuses for my laziness and you can blame it all on me. So yeah, it's fine to be angry with me; BUT hopefully this (CORRECTED) chapter will cleanse the unsatisfied rage within you.
Chapter 2: Unexpected Treasure, Unexpected Guest
It is early Wednesday afternoon in Station Square, the sun is creeping over the city and human residents are wandering about the streets. Traffic is high as always as the citizens are either on their way to work or out early for their lunch break. From afar the city of Station Square would look like your average skyscraper metropolis, but if closely examined there would be signs of past chaos.
Such as the horrific incident that took place many years ago. The catastrophe involved an ancient creature of the name of "Chaos" that completely wrecked the city. Chaos' fit of rage shook the city and tore the ground wide open, destroyed buildings, and shattered many roads that let the sea waters flood he base of the area. The event killed hundreds, left large amounts of citizens homeless, and demolished almost every building.
The day left a mental scar on thousands of people that were in the area of the tidal cataclysm. If it wasn't for the legendary hero of the planet to rush in and save the day, the city could've been destroyed and wipe out a large fraction of humanity along with it.
This "legendary hero" has saved the planet of Mobuis many times again and again. All knew his name, all loved him, and all cherished his existence.
Now the human colonie is at peace and doesn't experience such horrific events as its predecessor. Even if there was a disturbance the heroic "blue wind" would save the day as always.
But such things don't stay golden nor safe for very long.
Inside of one of Station Square's many buildings sat a middle aged archeologist at his desk. The man is busy trying to secure his newfound treasure by following instructions on how to program his safe that he recently received in the mail. From the back of the store his co-worker, Jerry, a younger man who was good at his job, (but pretty irritating at times) was lifting some heavy boxes in and out of the storage room.
Jerry is a young lad with crisp dark black hair with a trimmed resemblance of a beard on his face. He is about 5'11" and is quite skinny with a small amount of muscle structure. Jerry is on his second to last trip of box stacking and grunted as he placed the last shipment he had with him.
He sighed and walked out from the back room to the front desk.
"Mitch, I could use some help with these shipments," he stopped by Mitch's side and watched him randomly pin in numbers. "Can't you put that safe down for just a moment and help me?"
Mitch ignored him and continued to place in his password. To bring Mitch back to his senses, Jerry grabbed a hold of his shoulder and shook him, "Mitch? You there buddy?"
"Yes, I'm here, just give me a moment please," Mitch pressed the ENTER button and the little screen above the digits read "Password Confirmed".
Mitch is a scruffy middle-aged man that is an excellent scavenger of artifacts. The "elder" employee is about 5' 8" and is a tad over weight. Mitch has ruffled brown hair with a thick beard covering only the outside of his mouth. Light wrinkles reside around the corners of his eyes and cheeks.
"Sorry," Mitch spun around his chair to face a shelf where he kept his other artifacts that he found from past excavations. He moved some objects out of his way and placed the lockbox on the bottom shelf. "I was just securing my newfound treasure-"
"Hey!" yelled Jerry, cutting him off.
Mitch eyed him as he got up from his seat, "What?" he asked confused.
"You mean our newfound treasure," the young man said as he pointed to himself then Mitch.
He waved his hand, "Oh yes, right, our newfound treasure."
"That's better," he pat his friend's back, "now, give me a hand with these last few packages." Jerry guided Mitch to the front doors where three rather large packages sat on top of one another. "They weigh a ton and my back is sore from all that excavating from the Mystic Ruins we did last Tuesday."
Mitch laughed and removed his friend's hand. "I told you that you should've let me carry more of the equipment," he jeered, waving a finger in Jerry's face.
Jerry shrugged as he stood tall over the shipments, "Well, you're old and I'm young. So, let me do the work old timer." He then bent over and picked up the box from the top.
Mitch cracked a grin, "Old timer?!" he began to walk over to Jerry. He stopped when he was within arm length and the archeologist extends his arms waiting for a package to be given to him. "35 isn't old, you're thinking of 50. Now, that's an old age!"
Jerry shook his head as he handed over the box. "No no, it's definitely 35," he denied as he placed another box on top of Mitch's current one.
The so called "old timer" laughed a little, "You only think that because of your young age." He proceeded on walking to the back of the storage room. Mitch sighed happily as he reminisced old times, "Oh yes, I remember when I was 24…
"I'm telling you it's 35!" his co-worker yelled while struggling with the last box. When he configured his own box to the center of his body, and got a good feel for it, he joined Mitch in the other room.
Mitch continued the conversation once he entered the room, "Believe me, Jerry," he stared straight in Jerry's eyes, "it's 50."
Jerry made a face that showed Mitch that he wasn't taking him seriously.
Mitch pointed a finger at him, "Just you wait for the mid-life crisis ordeal to come crashing down on you." He picked up the top box and pushed it forwards on the bottom shelf.
Jerry began to think, "Wait a sec, so, you're telling me that I'm going to become one of those old geezers that drive furiously fast in their Ferrari's just for the thrill of it?" He shook his head, "Gosh, you're going to become an adrenaline seeker pretty soon."
Mitch rolled his eyes, "No, that's not what I mean." He pushed the box back to the one he placed before. "What I'm saying is that 35 isn't an old age."
Mitch turned his head to face Jerry, "You're just acting ignorant."
Jerry grinned, "Possibly."
With that said he dropped the box and left the room.
His immature behavior caused the older and more adult man to sigh. "Kids these days," he muttered.
Mitch then hoisted the last box that Jerry left for him. It is pretty heavy, Mitch struggled a little trying to keep it in his grip and to avoid dropping the box (that can most likely result in breaking whatever contents it holds).
"God, how much does this weigh?" he questioned himself.
With much conflict, Mitch eventually was able to place the box at the top of the shelf. With that done, he exits the room and turns to the left and sees Jerry sitting in his chair. His hand is wrapped around his face and is looking out into the streets in deep thought.
"It's such a beauty isn't it?" he mumbled, loud enough so Mitch could hear him.
"Isn't it what?" Mitch asked.
Jerry turns his chair towards Mitch and points to the safe behind him, "The diamond."
Bringing up the jewel caused Mitch to crack a grin, thinking of how glorious it was that they found it. "Ah yes, a great find, don't you think?"
Jerry continued his rotation and stopped facing directly at the glowing red safe, "Yeah, I bet if we put it for auction on EBay we'll get some real hard earned cash."
Mitch walked towards one of the racks of utility tools, "Perhaps, but I think we should go to a jeweler first and learn the true values of this item." He then started to reorganize the order of the tools (because a certain somebody didn't do their job correctly the first time).
"Hmmm… to stay on the safe side, right?" was all Jerry can respond within his thinking state.
"Correct."
A few moments of silence fell upon the two and only the scrapes of metal can be heard from Mitch's re-adjusting.
"I wonder if it's…." mumbled his co-worker.
Mitch tilted his head up and looked at the back of Jerry. "Sorry, I couldn't make that out. What did you say, Jerry?"
Jerry glanced over his shoulder at his boss, "I said, 'I wondered if it was museum worthy'." He turns back to examine the safe once more, "The constant glow thingy has got to mean it's special."
Just then a sudden click and beep was heard, but it was such a quiet sound that neither of the two heard it. The location of the noise came from the top left corner at the front entrance. In that position laid a mechanic red and yellow spider with little robotic legs dug deep within the corners of the wall. On the back of the mech it had a face of a bald man with engineer goggles on his head, and an overgrown brown mustache extending from the sides of its face. The eyes of the "face" are covered with dark blue spectacles that are at the moment rapidly blinking a solid dark red.
They are being watched.
Just above the building below the two archeologists' store hovered an obese looking man in a circular mobile device. Behind him is a horde of robots standing in lines of three consisting of four bots each.
The robot army war colors are a bright red with a dark looking yellow. Structure design of the machines is pretty solid and the height is around seven feet high. Their left hand is thick and intensely layered with shining silver platinum. Their right hand is a pitch black wielded on machine gun with semi-automatic firing. Their chestplate is thin but heavily armed in the front with a tiny jetpack on the back. Lastly the headpiece is lightly armored so they can turn their heads easily at hostiles (beside themselves). The visor of their headpiece is a light colored red with a single white line going across.
They're all at attention, awaiting orders from their master. The man in the craft is starring attentively at his craft's screen and appears to be spying on the two by using a device called an "Egg Spy". The screen is presenting images from the mechanic spider's point of view; the angle is to the left from on top of the ceiling's corner. What can be seen are Jerry and Mitch talking five feet away from each other.
The audio is just above average, but has slight static and crackles every now and again. Video quality is very low, but however it is colored and not black and white like most security devices/spy cams are. Since the receiver and sender are 300 feet away from one another, there is a 10 second delay from the time was captured and when it is presented.
From the screen the older man spoke. "Sorry, I couldn't *static*. What did you say, Jerry?"
In the top right corner of the screen, the younger looking one glanced back to the other. "I said, 'I wondered if it was museum *static*'." The human figure shifted in his seat, "*static* constant glow thingy has *static* mean it's special."
This bought the red-coated man's attention as he arched forward attentively in his seat. He then typed "Zoom In+ENTER" in the command box. It complied and focused intensely on the center of the room. After that he used the arrow keys to move the screen to the figure behind the desk. He couldn't see much, but could make out a reddish looking glow exerting from behind the man.
"Hmm, my suspicions are correct," he grumbled to himself. "No wonder those energy signatures I was receiving earlier looked so familiar."
With that being said there was no point in keeping his camera up. He pressed the "ESC" key and text at the bottom said "Egg Spy going to sleep" and the screen went black momentarily.
"Alright slaves, I want all of you to show these peasants what happens when they take something that rightfully belongs to me, Dr. Eggman! The greatest scientific genius of the entire world!" he bellowed as he maneuvered his hovercraft around to face his robot attack force.
"Now listen carefully, because I don't want any of you to screw it up! I want Egg Squad 1 to descend on the front door; Egg Squad 2 covers squad 1 from the right, Egg Squad 3, left. Squad 2 goes first, then 3, and lastly 1," dictated the feared mastermind.
He peered at every section of his mechs, "Understand?" questioned the robot warlord.
They saluted, "Yes, doctor!"
"Excellent."
The bald scientist raises his right hand into the air very slowly, clenches into a fist, pulls back, and punches the air.
"Execute!" he yelled.
"We'll let the jeweler decide," declared Mitch, as he finished organizing the tools.
BOOM
QUAKE
The store shakes and products hanging from the racks rattle violently. Due to the sudden force of the ground moving, the two humans are caught off guard. Mitch stumbles backwards, almost falling, and Jerry almost slips out of his chair, but quickly grabbed the outer rim of the desk.
As soon as the quake ended Mitch's confusion took the best of him. "What the- what on Mobius was that?" he asked, arms extending sideways to maintain balance.
Jerry held his hand up to his face, "Was that some sort of earthquake?"
Both of their hearts began to pound against their chests as they exchanged looks of uncertainty to each other.
"Ma-maybe you should check outside," Jerry suggested, pointing towards the window up front.
Mitch slowly nodded, "R-right." The man loosened his grip of the store shelf and crouched to the ground. Very slowly, the "stealthy" archeologist nervously peeked behind the shelf to see what was happening outside.
He could see people are getting out of their cars while others are running away screaming. Large thuds, gear turns, and smoke can be heard from the right. Curious by this, Mitch inched his face to the side and saw four tall slender robots bashing cars and swatting humans that were in their way.
"Oh my god…" is all that Mitch could muster out of his throat.
He suddenly heard a scream and Mitch quickly redirected his eyes to the source.
One of the bots had just hit a scared woman running past the mech and is sent flying into the air. She flew a good nine feet until she collided face first to the bumper of a car.
Mitch began to tremble, fearing for his life and safety… and Jerry's.
"What is it? What do you see?" Jerry asked in total confusion and interest.
Mitch slowly turns around to face his employee. "There a-are fou-ur killer rob-bots outside and p-people are r-running for their lives. If anyone gets clo-ose to them, the robot will attack and kill them," he whispered, still shaking.
This greatly alarmed Jerry and he shot up from his seat like a bolt of lightning. "No way, for real?!"
BOOM
QUAKE
Mitch nodded.
QUAKE
For the people below, it is a sign of havoc and a major disturbance to society. For Eggman's robots, it is an action call. As soon as the mechs heard that sound of the earth shift beneath their ally's feet; they moved in.
Robots from the left took notice and responded by taking immediate action. All four of them ran towards the edge of the building and jumped.
"One more to go…" Dr. Eggman thought as his second group of minions disappeared from sight.
BOOM
Horrific screams and screeches of the tires drown out all other noise.
QUAKE
Immediately, the sound of moving gears is heard from behind Eggman and the combat robots ran past him. When the machine squad reached the edge, the mechs jumped, and did a 180 in midair to face the front doors of the store for when they land.
BOOM
QUAKE
Even more screams are heard from the poor citizens below that are desperately trying to scurry away.
"Heh heh he-
KA-BOOM!
errrmmm?" Eggman put a halt on his laughter, slowly hovered towards the edge, and looked down.
Apparently, one of his mechs from squad one wasn't very observant with its location and it landed on a propane tank. Looking around a bit more, Eggman found its remains burning in the middle of the street and none of its allies cared for it.
"Hmmm, I should've improved the awareness capabilities a tad more," the madman analyzed as he slowly glanced back at the smoke and flames. He pricked at the end of his long scruffy mustache.
Eggman glanced from corner to corner at the wreckage his creations have made. Roads cracked, citizens wounded, vehicles in flames, and street lamps are shattered.
Grinning as he gazed at his own chaos, the madman pricked at the end of his long scruffy mustache. "It is quite wise to fear someone like me,"he gloated out loud to himself.
With that understood Eggman swoops to the ground to join his comrades. As he is four stories from the ground he slows down his mobile in order to make his appearance feel more… dramatic.
Those who survived or were hiding behind objects gasped when they saw that Eggman was behind the ambush. Eggman looks around him and sees that Egg Squad 2 and 3 are already in their positions preparing to block any reinforcements that may come later on.
"Humanoid in sight," alerted one of the mechs.
Dr. Eggman shifted his attention to the doors. From behind the glass window, he saw a young man with dark black hair rushing to the front with keys in his hand.
"Permission to fire, doctor?" asked another.
The man slammed himself into the doors, because of his recklessness and frantically attempts to lock the store. As he does so he looks up from temptation and squirms a little as he realized how close the hostiles are.
Eggman takes notice of his desperation and sneers, "Do you really think a measly key lock will stop me?"
He then presses a button on the control panel.
Suddenly, a pop like sound is heard and from in front of the Egg Mobile shot out a grenade that stuck to the door. From the center of the grenade a bright red light blinked slowly. The frustrated man inside the building kept on failing to lock the door because the fool couldn't handle his emotions.
As he slipped the key off to the side once more, he heard accelerating beeping. In fear, he instantly glanced upwards and saw a sticky bomb in front of the door. The man screams and runs away fearing for his life.
BOOM
Glass, wood, and concrete erupts from the ground and walls as it is scattered in all directions. The two doors are torn off and thrown in complete opposite directions from each other inside the store. Eggman remains perfectly still, despite the objects and materials being thrown from all around him.
Due to the powerful explosive force of the bomb, Jerry rocketed backwards and collided heavily with the back wall. As he slammed into the wall the wind is knocked out of him and he fell and shattered a glass countertop. The chain reaction deeply frightens Mitch who is huddling behind the back desk.
"Make sure no one attempts to play hero while I'm not present," the foul human commanded his guards.
"Yes, doctor!" squad three and two chimed.
Eggman points his finger towards the shattered entrance and the robots besides him moved in. The mechs walked emotionless inside as Eggman stayed behind watching them.
From behind the desk, Mitch is looking rather scared and frail. He hears hostile's breaking and entering and out of self defense starts searching for something to defend himself with.
Mitch discovers a nearby shovel and pickaxe that has been thrown off the rack a few feet to the left of him. With much haste, he grabs the shovel and axe, grips it firmly in his hands, and carefully peeks around the side of the desk.
Mitch saw the bots making their way to the center of the room. He watches their every step very carefully as he sat idle, waiting to pounce on his intruders.
Just as one of the bots got close enough, Mitch takes a deep breath, and collects his thoughts. He then jumps out from the side and yells, "Argh! Get out of my store you monsters!"
He charges at the closest robot with the shovel's crescent tip extending out in front. As soon as Mitch is just a couple of feet away, the mech in front of him retaliated. It looked down in a flash and it immediately slammed the shovel with its left hand causing the blunt weapon's steel tip to break.
Due to the sudden strength and pressure, Mitch toppled over and the momentum caused his other hand to release the pickaxe that flew towards the robot's head. The war machine saw it coming, but didn't do anything for only the wood material hit the headpiece. As the axe flew off the head, the bot smacked Mitch with the butt of his wielded on machine gun in his chest.
Mitch stumbled backwards throwing his arms up as he hit the front of the desk. The robot wasn't done and followed up by charging right at him with its left shoulder first. Its heavy weight mechanical shoulder pulverized Mitch as he flew backwards over the desk and into the wall. His back head smacked into the wall and fell to the ground with a loud thud followed up with an agonizing grunt. To top it off, another mech stepped in and pinned him to the floor so there would be no resistance, nor any chance of the human getting up.
A gruff voice is heard from behind the machines, "Quite brutal, is it not?"
Robots that were still standing in their places before moved aside, as Eggman hovered through them. He paused when he saw the man who tried to stop him from before. Jerry is lying on top of a cracked glass countertop, breathing heavily.
"My my, I hope it wasn't like this before I arrived," Eggman mocked.
The egg shaped scientist resumed his course and hovered past the isles of the store. Eggman stopped by Mitch and his robot minion who is almost like as if frozen in place while it is holding the pitiful human in place.
Dr. Eggman hoisted himself out of his Egg Mobile and the first thing he noticed is the shovel and pickaxe that is three feet out of reach from Mitch's hand.
The doctor bent over and picked up the tools, and sighed. "How barbaric, is this the only weaponry in your arsenal to defend yourselves? Obviously, you weren't thinking properly at the time when you bought this establishment," he then scanned around the room to find the respectful tool's categories whereabouts are.
He continued his "constructive" tip as he searched for the correct rack. "You need some sort of security enforcement, besides these rusty digging tools," Eggman takes notice of the "Basic Tools" label in the front of the store. "Then again, I suppose I can't blame you," he mocked, as he calmly walked towards the racks. The crazed scientist carefully placed the shovel and pickaxe back in their respectful bracket.
Dr. Eggman glanced behind him to see Jerry still lying somewhat unconscious on top of the shattered glass. "You two are just simple archeologists after all, correct? In that case, I greatly doubt you would have even dreamed of having the honor to fight against a super genius of my stature."
Jerry's head has been damaged pretty badly and could barely understand him. Eggman walked back to Mitch and stopped right before his head. The middle-aged man is frantically trying to pinpoint where the intruder was.
The engineer/scientist casts a shadow over him as he sneered. He then bent over and put his hand in Mitch's right back pocket.
"Wha-What are you d-" Mitch began, only to have the robot cut in by pressing harder on his back, taking away his freedom of speech.
Eggman removed his hand from Mitch's pocket to reveal a wallet. Mitch is frightened and confused as of why he wanted his billfold, but any attempt to speak up would be foiled and end up making a disgusting gagging sound.
The red-coated man unraveled the wallet to find some dollar bills, credit cards, and some meaningless photographs. Not finding what he wanted, he flipped the middle leather part of the wallet over to reveal his victim's ID card.
The corrupted genius analyzed the information imprinted on the plastic card, grunted in very little amusement, and tossed the wallet above Mitch's head. "So, Mr. Mitch Guefue you are probably wondering why I am here. The reason so is because you have something I want."
Mr. Guefue shifted his head to the side so he could communicate with him without any forceful interruption. "Wh-whaat is it that y-you want," Mitch spat out some blood, "you bastard."
Eggman smiled coldly at his pathetic rebellion. "Bring him up," he commanded.
His servant of war complied and picked him up with its left robotic hand holding him in midair by Mitch's collar. When he was raised, some of the blood from his nose and mouth flowed aimlessly down his neck and shirt. Now getting a closer look at him, Eggman could see the damage his robot inflicted upon him and it is somewhat gruesome. His nose is smashed and blood is washed all over his mouth and neck.
The mastermind leaned forward and made direct contact with Mitch's drooping eyes.
"Something I need," Eggman raises his hands into the air, "a jewel containing the ultimate power." He put his arms behind his back and began to pace around the desk. "You're going to show me where it is."
"I… I don't know what… you're-," Mitch went into a coughing fit from the mech clutching his neck collar and ended up spewing more blood. "… o-on about," the archeologist weakly answered.
Dr. Eggman froze in place, "Lying to me won't get you anywhere, Mr. Guefue." He turned around on his heels to face Mitch's limp body, "In fact, it will just make things a lot more difficult than it needs to be."
The mech's fist tightened and Mitch felt like the robot was about to tear the collar of his shirt off. Mitch closed his eyes once more, feeling as if he was close to becoming unconscious. He couldn't take much more of this interrogating anymore, not in the condition he's currently in.
Eggman walked towards him and stopped right in front of his face. "The treasure you recently excavated while you were in the Mystic Ruins searching for ancient Echidna languages," he took a deep breath, "show me where it is." His breath lathered all over Mitch's face.
Mitch became even more frightened, "how does he know all this?!"
Slowly, Mitch opened his eyes to see the man's smug ugly face before him. He closed his eyes again, feeling no energy left inside of him.
Mitch understood what he wanted, but didn't want to hand over his precious new treasure. Whatever this man wanted, his ambitions didn't sound pleasing. However, he couldn't keep himself a mute. No, Mitch is terrified as it is and wanted this villain and his monstrous beings out of his face already.
Out of total desperation, he slowly pointed to a black steel lockbox.
Dr. Eggman turned as he followed the tip of Mitch's finger that led to a safe. The red-coated man analyzed the box and saw that it required a card swipe and a pin number. He knelt down and knocked on the top of the safe. As he hit the lockbox it produced a sharp clang.
"Ahhh… a titanium steel case, impressive, but not good enough for me," Eggman mocked. Without looking he pointed to the ground behind him, "Lay Mr. Guefue down."
The robot jerked his mechanical arm backwards and let go of him. Such force caused Mitch to gasp as his head hit the rim of the desk and his limp body arched forward forcefully. Mitch opened his eyes a little bit to see the red-coated man kneeling in front of the safe.
Eggman glanced over his right shoulder, "Let me show you, Mr. Guefue, why I am no man to be reckoned with." The crazed scientist put his left hand on his knee and pushed himself off the ground and took a few steps back. "Squad Leader 3, "open" this vault if you please."
"Yes, doctor," replied the mech. It stomped over to the safe looked down, clenched its fist, and smashed the door downward.
The attachment crumbled together as it was ripped apart from the lockbox. In result of the safe loosing it's attachment a shining bright red light filled the atmosphere around the three.
"Oh, ho!" Eggman exclaimed as he swiftly passed the bot. With much haste, the jittery evil scientist dived his hands into the safe and pulled out a large red gem. He brought the crystal up to his face and stared into its mystic beauty.
The Red Chaos Emerald
The red rays of the Chaos Emerald glistened against the Eggman's dark blue spectacles. Like some thief finding the jewels of a secret treasure, he smiled wide and large. His smug little face and his menacing grin brought much fright to hundreds of thousands of people in past years. Whenever this disturbing look crept over the madman's face, it is nothing to be excited about.
"Thank you for keeping this Chaos Emerald secure for me to collect. I now bid you two farewell," Eggman mocked in a very pleasing tone.
Just as he turns around to exit, he saw the other man, Jerry, covering his mouth as he whispered into a cell phone. (This isn't Blaze calling)
The doctor grinned, "Go ahead and call."
Jerry wasn't expecting the sudden attention and immediately stopped talking. The young man hesitated as he caught the devious face of the Eggman.
Dr. Eggman calmly sat inside his mobile, "The police are no threat to me." With that, he patiently began moving out with very little hurry.
As Jerry gazed at the miniature mechanical army departing he just had to know one thing first. How did he the treasure?
"…How… how did y-you know… it was here?"grumbled Jerry.
Without paying much attention to the fallen man he continued his way out.
"Because, I am the Eggman," the robot emperor boldly announced as he passed through the doors. Just as he did Eggman pressed a button on his control panel and his EggSpy jumped off the wall and rockets towards him.
As the shroud of unawareness was lifted from Jerry his eyes grew larger in realization. "Son of a bitch… you've been spying on us you bastard!" he yelled shaking his bloody fist.
However, Eggman didn't care for what the other man's input was. As soon as the evil scientist's presence was no longer within the room, all of his mechs came back to life and departed.
Eggman emerges from the store and continues to direct his mobile to the middle of the nearly wasted road. He turns to his bots that are to the left of him standing at alert like security guards.
"Squad leader 3, status report," ordered the gruff scientist.
The robots stood still as they talked, "Combat has been avoided. Humanoids have escaped from the area. Approximately, 15 casualties and three deaths."
Eggman did a long drawn out sigh. He didn't like murdering innocents, the sense of random killings and unnecessary destruction irritated him. The red-coated man would rather create than destroy. However, if anything was in his way of his goal then he would continue swiftly throughout his plans without question.
He shrugged it off and looked back at his mech, "Very good, now, to complete the final step in capturing the emerald. It is time to leave my advisory a little… detour."
The robots salute, "Yes, doctor!" All four of them turn around and head inside of the store. Robots that were by the Eggman's side took their place. Eggman stays still and looks around at his ice cold robots, crushed cars, and the occasional unconscious bodies hanging out from within.
"It feels as if I'm missing something," he murmured to himself.
The screen in front of him turns back on and reads "Begin detonation countdown? Y/N"
The corrupted scientist grunted, "That's not it…"
His eyes wander upwards, to the buildings, to the sky, and then to the early afternoon sun.
"Oh, but of course! How silly of me to forget."
The doctor presses another button and a giant warship painted black, red, and yellow phases into the sky. Almost immediate upon entrance, screams could be heard from all over the city.
Apparently, the combat airship was above the city the whole time and its cloaking device has been turned off.
"Take this as a good fair warning, citizens of Station Square. Next time I won't be so generous," Eggman admired himself.
Eggman's four bots emerged from the store and gathered behind him. All of the other mechs disbanded from their positions and formed a circle of defense around the doctor.
"Explosive device is ready for countdown, doctor," announced one of the mechs that came out of the room.
"Excellent," replied Eggman.
Begin detonation countdown? : YES
"Bwa ha ha ha ha ho ho ho!" Eggman gloated as he ascended to his Egg Carrier.
1 minute until detonation...
Outside of the skirts of the city, a blue figure stands on the edge of a cliff looking out towards the battleship.
"You still haven't learned anything, haven't you?"
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