Maria Steals A Spaceship
"What?" the fox said, as she eyed the screen before her, "You want help to get up... there?"
She couldn't believe what they were asking of her. Help to go up there? To Space Colony Ark? Did they not know the danger of such a move. It may not have looked like it, but G.U.N. had that place so heavily guarded, nothing got through its senses, not without them knowing, at least. They wouldn't get anything through, especially a madman like Eggman, and a wanted traitor such as Maria.
The plan was just so out there, the fox stared at them with this frantic visage, hoping that all of this was just some sick joke. But their faces never changed, in fact, they grew even more serious, as they glared at her. They weren't joking.
"Wait..." the fox then said, swallowing her spit, "You're... serious, aren't you?"
"Yes, yes," Ivo said, moving in and squinting, "And we would thoroughly enjoy it if you didn't waste our time!"
"Calm down, Ivo," Maria said, shooting him a glare, "Now, Samantha, you are, arguably, the smartest person on this planet..."
"HEY!" Eggman yelled, seething with rage from his cousin's comment.
"I said arguably!" she yelled back, making her words clear, "Now, Samantha, you've been apart of G.U.N., longer than I have. You know everything they know, and then some, so you haven't the slightest clue how important to us you are. How can we get up to Ark?"
"You can't..." the fox answered, "Maria, you of all people, should know just how guarded that place is! They'll vaporize you right on the spot!"
"Every fortress has a weak spot that can be exploited, Samantha," Maria replied, eyes growing into a squint, "Even Ark. That's why we need you. How do we get up to Ark, without being destroyed as soon as we touch space?"
Once again, the fox swallowed her spit. Gazing up to Maria and Ivo, she saw that these two were deadly serious in their resolve, and nothing would stop them. Not G.U.N., not space, and definitely not the discouraging words of a certain fox. It was either help them, or get out of their way. And seeing as she had little where else to go at this time, she was forced to help them. It was either that, or Beta turned her into a target.
"Okay... I might know something..." Samantha said, gazing down to the ground.
"Then tell us." Maria whispered, bringing the fox's eyes back up.
Samantha gazed long and hard into Maria's blue eyes. It looked as if, that mercenary like vision of hers, had been replaced for this one instant. Gone were those haggard eyes filled with anger, rage, and hatred, here were eyes filled with hope. Yes, hope. Maria's eyes were glimmering with hope.
"Please Samantha?" she added.
The blonde agent really did want to go to Ark. She needed to go to Ark. She needed to get those answers which had been held from her for so long. And Samantha could understand.
"As we all know, G.U.N. has Ark well guarded up there. They aren't just going to let anyone in, you know that. Well... that's what G.U.N. wants you to think. The place doesn't have much in the way of guards, actually. On the Ark itself, are old robots left over from the raid that happened there. No humans or even radars exist on the base. And, G.U.N. monitors the place only when Ark floats over Prison Island. Anywhere else, out of sight, out of mind..."
"Oh, ho, ho!" Ivo laughed, "I'm surprised, really! I thought G.U.N. would have that place so heavily guarded, nothing could get in!"
"That's what I thought too..." Maria whispered.
"Lies," Samantha said, "Lies given to you, specifically, Maria, so you'd never get the idea of going up there. As you know, G.U.N. didn't want their super soldier remembering anything, so they tried to discourage you as much as they could, from getting up there. To be honest, our guarding of Ark is lackluster at best. We just figured no one would go up there, ya'know?"
"So it seems..." Maria grumbled, "Ivo, where's Ark at now?"
"Directly over Sunset Hill Zone," Ivo snickered, "And it seems like it'll be there for a while now..."
His laughs grew, peppering the air within for a while, before his fingers dug into his bag of pork rinds once again. He grew silent a while later, as his lips spread into this monstrous grin.
"Now all we have to do is get up there..." he whispered.
"And I have a great idea..." Maria stated, "Samantha..."
"Yes, Maria?" the yellow vixen answered.
"Just, how is the old G.U.N. Missile Yard? You know the one, right?" the agent asked.
"It's not in use..." Samantha answered, "Why?"
"We're stealing a rocket..." Maria answered with a sly smile.
It seemed as if she had said something wrong, for Ivo's face immediately turned into a frown of displeasure. Even Samantha found her comment to be odd, for her face was one of confusion, as one of her eyebrows moved up. Maria was adamant in her position though, and she showed this by crossing her arms.
"And this is why I do the thinking," Ivo sneered with a glare, "Maria, that's the stupidest idea you could have come up with!"
"Oh!?" Maria said, placing her fists on her hips, "And how, Ivo?"
The mad doctor gave this forced smile, as he leaned forth to meet his cousin's face.
"What do you think G.U.N. will do?" he asked, sarcastically, "Give us a rocket, and then keep on doing nothing?"
"Well I'm trying, Ivo," she stated, with equal intensity, "Not sitting on some chair, eating pork rinds all day! Oh wait... Isn't that you...?"
"Hold your tongue, Maria! It might not be there for much longer!"
"Try me..." she threatened.
Their arguing only increased, as they hurled insult after insult at each other. Fatty, whore, dumb ass, slut, whatever came to their heads, they said. Samantha just stared at the two, while her mind went over Maria's words. Stealing a rocket from G.U.N.'s old missile yard? She would have been on Ivo's side, had it not been so easy. So painfully easy. How, you may ask?
"It might actually work..." she whispered, though it were loud enough to end Maria and Ivo's argument.
In unison, the cousin's snapped their eyes onto her, making her freeze up herself.
"What was that?" Ivo asked, after a brief moment of silence.
"I said..." Samantha said, swallowing her spit, "It... might actually work..."
Ivo's face contorted into an annoyed glance, while Maria hopped up and down in victory.
"Elaborate, mobian..." Ivo demanded, voice brimming with rage.
"G.U.N.'s old missile yard is just that... an old missile yard. Radio frequency with that place is dead most of the time, primarily because it's never used. The missiles and rockets placed into the area are nominally obsolete, being used years ago, or being canned before use at all. As you can tell, G.U.N. has no reason to defend such a place. If you want a rocket, you could go there but..."
"But...?" Maria inquired.
Samantha closed her eyes, and breathed in deeply.
"Maria, you know that place is filled with old machinery. Most of it has never even been used before. Why do you want a rocket that could possibly fall right under us?"
Maria smiled.
"Samantha, I have you and Ivo. I think any problem within a rocket, can be solved by you two in a matter of hours..."
"I refuse to work beside a mobian!" Ivo yelled.
"And I refuse to work beside a terrorist!" Samantha retorted.
"Well guess what you guys," Maria said, gazing to the both of them, "You two have no choice. Ivo, we're sitting ducks unless we get a way up to Ark, and Samantha, you're kidnapped. I may have no feelings of animosity toward you, though I should, but Ivo is different. If he wants you dead, there's very little I can do in the way of stopping him. This is his base, after all..."
Maria's words actually made sense, much to the vixen's fear. She was, after all, in the midst of a terrorist base, a base filled to the teeth with machinery and armed robot, robots that couldn't wait to riddle her full of bullets. So, it was either work with a terrorist, or die. And she really didn't want to die.
Ivo's thought process was much different. He really wanted to kill the fox. Like, super badly, and yet he didn't know why. Just the way she looked, the way she stood, the way she sounded, irked him so. And how she had the audacity, to think her mind was equal to his. Trash, pure, trash. He was already formulating a plan. Once Maria left to get that rocket, he was going to have the fox killed. But that idea had a bad ending, an ending that involves his cousin ending him. The thought made him growl.
"FINE!" he suddenly announced, "I'll do it. I'll work with the little bitch," he suddenly shot a glare at Maria, "But you'd better hurry. I'm not sure if she'll stay okay when you return..."
"You better not lay a finger on her, Ivo..." Maria warned, before waving her hand, "JEEVES!"
The small black and white flying robot zipped into the room from the hall. Fingers raised, he brought attention to himself, as he made his way to Maria's face.
"Yes, Madame Maria!" he said chipperly.
"Jeeves, I need a map of G.U.N.'s old missile yard, can you print me one?"
"Immediately, Madame Maria!" he answered, with a wave of his digits.
His eyes started flashing a moment later, as his body produced a weird clanking noise. This went on for another few minutes, before a piece of paper started sliding from Orbot's body, err, head. The paper moved out and out, before falling right into Maria's outstretched hand. She scanned it closely, as both Ivo and Samantha looked over her shoulder.
"Boy this place," the blonde agent said, scanning the many areas of the bases upper and lower levels, "I remember doing runs out here a long time ago. This is where they taught me how to shot guns, ya'know...?"
"It looks like an old abandoned air field..." Ivo commented.
"It is and old abandoned air field..." Maria responded, smiling.
"So there are guards there?" the doctor inquired.
"Probably..." the agent responded, "People put on guard here are usually of a lower class. Tending to be just learning, or otherwise. I shouldn't have a hard time getting in, and finding a spacecraft for us to use..." she faced her cousin, "We just need to think up a way to get that thing out."
"Where are all the rockets?" Ivo asked next.
"Underground, duh..." Maria answered.
"UNDERGROUND!?" the mad doctor roared, "Maria! How in the name of Chaos are we supposed to get a rocket that's underground, above ground, and into our hands!?"
"Stop yelling," Maria demanded, "Your breath smells like pork rinds... Anyway, there's an old underground railroad that runs all around the base. It's just as disused at the airfield itself, and knowing you, Ivo, you probably have some, Egg Train, or something like that..."
"Oh Maria," Ivo said, smiling, "You know me so well!"
"Now," she went on, pointing to the side of the underground base, "On the east side, the railroads run the closest. If I get down there and blow that wall down, we should be able to move a spacecraft from the missile field to your train system. If you have it ready, of course."
"As long as you have that wall down," Ivo retorted, "I'll have my train in place, Maria."
"You better..." she commented, as she rolled up the map in her hands. Turning her face away, she faced the robot known as Orbot, or to her, "Jeeves..."
"Yes, Madame Maria?" he responded with his usual cheeriness.
"Prep a transport vehicle for me, will ya?" he commanded, making him bounce.
"Will do, Madame Maria!"
He floated out the door the next moment, and Maria neared the same door too. Before she left, however, she faced her cousin and the vixen she was leaving.
"Learn to play nice, you two..." she said, grinning before escaping through the door.
Both Samantha and Ivo stood in silence for the next few minutes.
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"Let's see here..." the blonde agent said.
She sat crouched in the tall brown grass, as the burning yellow sun gazed upon her. In her hands, these high-powered binoculars with Ivo's insidious insignia on it. On the edge of this hill-side, she was, glaring down upon this old barely used air field. Planes from as old as WWI to these newer kinds design just for this year, lied in the old air field. Fighter jets, carrier jets, bi-planes, and other kinds of vehicles sat in the hangars of the air field, covered by dust, grass, and age.
Maria could remember times in which she spent here. It was one of the first places cadets go to learn guarding procedures and the like. A boring place yes, but an important one nonetheless.
She increased the sight of the binoculars, scanning closer the fields down below her. She could see armed men, walking about the fields in a patrol, gazing at anything and everything that seemed out of the order.
"Seven at the bottom..." she whispered, watching the men travel along the runway.
She brought her binoculars up to the control tower of the air field. Zooming in on the area, she paid close attention to the soldiers within.
"Three snipers positioned in a triangle unit..." she whispered, "Wow, they've increased defenses on this area, I'm surprised..."
"Maria!" Ivo's voice called through the radio, "Have you arrived yet!?"
"Yes, Ivo," she answered, annoyed as well, "Now will you shut up! You might blow my position!"
"I only called to go over the plans again," he stated, "How are things?"
"Okay," she answered, "Kind of boring though... I'm getting ready to invade."
"Now, from what the plans say, the underground base is three times as large as the airfield outside."
"I know that, Ivo!" she barked, as she withdrew her pistol, "Tell me something I don't know!"
"Fine then!" he yelled.
"Maria!" Samantha's voice called through the radio, "G.U.N. has had the place's security increased. No longer do they just protect disused G.U.N. vehicles. Weapons has been stored within the base. Expect the soldiers to be well armed."
"Shut up you little brat!" Ivo commanded.
"I understand," Maria said, "Preparing to start the mission."
"Kill all those G.U.N. Geeks, Maria! We can't let anyone of them know you were there..."
"I'll try to contain myself..." she answered, before enacting radio silence.
A G.U.N. jeep echoed over the distance. The blonde agent quickly ducked down, as her blue eyes peered over the hillside. The jeep appeared suddenly, driving at a steady pace, as it kicked up sand and dirt. With a mighty growl, Maria dashed to the backside of the vehicle. It was pulling away, and would drive off soon, so with a leap, she latched her hands on the jeep's back-end. The vehicle bounced briefly from the added weight, though the soldiers seemed to not mind.
As the jeep neared the checking station, Maria shuffled into the vehicle's back, hiding amongst the items it held. Next, she held her breath.
"Hey Johnny," the guard on duty called, "Heading back in?"
"Yeah, yeah," the driver answered, "Here's my card rick..."
"You know the procedure, Johnny," Rick replied, his footsteps moving, "Gotta check the contents..."
Maria heard the footsteps grow closer and closer, making her duck in deep within the items. She could feel the guns and such held within poke and prod her, as she tried her hardest to hide amongst their black coloring. It was now that she began to love her cousin for his poor taste in fashion. The black sheet covering the guns was lifted up, showing an armed G.U.N. soldier. He checked the weapons through his visor, scanning every little detail. Somehow, he didn't notice the pistol aimed right toward him.
Finding everything to be okay, he lowered the sheet once again, and tapped the back-end of the vehicle. Hearing that, Maria sighed with relief. Things were only going to get harder from then on though, and she knew that.
Her head poked out from under the sheet. The jeep came to a stop, right behind one of the many airfield hangars. As the drivers turned the vehicle off, she slipped out from the trunk, and back onto the ground. Pressing her back to the green G.U.N. jeep, she slowly started to move toward its front end. She heard the driver and his passenger escape through their individual doors, neither of them seeming to notice her. Her blue orbs eyed the passenger of the vehicle, and once his door slammed shut, she struck forward. The silver end of her pistol slammed against his head, knocking him unconscious immediately.
The driver of the vehicle was painfully ignorant of his friends attacking, as he walked to the jeep's front end whilst yawning. That paid him dearly, as the next thing he saw, was the ground. Maria stood tall above him, foot on his head, as he remained silent to all.
The agent dashed to the side of the hangar before her. Raising her pistol, she laid it to her side, as she pressed her back to the rusty building's side. She moved closer and closer to the hangar's edge, before stopping right at the end. Closing her eyes, she went over in her head what she remembered. Seven guards, three at the tower up top. Easy to get by, as long as those snipers didn't notice anything, meaning she would have to deal with them in a discrete and secret manner, hiding their bodies as soon as she dealt with them. Fortunately for her, that was easy.
Her feet brought her silently through the empty airfield, her movements also erratic. With all the crates, planes, and other vehicles placed randomly about, it was easy for her to find hiding spots. She did so with such quick movements too, darting left and right when she knew the cost was clear. It seemed G.U.N. taught her well, maybe a bit too well.
Reaching the insides of a random hangar, she took in a deep breath. Her ears suddenly picked up movement, however, showing she wasn't alone. Peering to the end of the hangar, she noticed a yawning guard step from the end of one disused jet. He seemed to occupied with his tired eyes, than to notice the girl creeping up on him. By the time he noticed, it was too late. Maria struck with a right, a punch that cracked him upside the jaw. He dropped his gun from the sudden punch, and his body broke down. Next, Maria struck him in the gut, forcing him to fall back. Finally, he grabbed this soldier by the side of his head, and slammed it against the jet beside him. He was out cold.
"Frank," a voice called, "You okay over there?"
Gazing up, Maria found the eyes of a G.U.N. guard staring at her over the jet. And immediately, he bolted for the exit. A feral growl escaped the blonde agent's lips, as she slipped over the side of the jet. That guard may have been faster, but Maria was oh so faster. She gripped the guard by the back of his clothing, pulled him around, then slammed him head first into the hangar's wall. Just like the other guards she's attacked, he went out cold.
"Two down..." she whispered, crouching down, "Five more to go on land. Still the three snipers..."
She stepped out the back door of the hangar, feet being just as silent as usual. Her back ran up to the side of the hangar directly beside her, and she began to slide down slowly. Reaching the end of the hangar, she peered right over the corner. Two guards, walking down this side of the airfield, the other three must have been on the other end. Her blue eyes darted up to the snipers. The one gazing upon the field was lollygagging. A terrible mistake for any G.U.N. soldier, and she was about to show why.
With that sniper not paying attention, her blue eyes turned red. Everything seemed to slow down, as she stepped onto the runway of this abandoned airfield. Her silenced pistol aimed forward, as she marched toward the two guards. They noticed her, right as her finger pulled on the trigger.
One guard went down, the bullet striking straight through his shoulder and chest. The next guard was about to call, but with Maria moving so fast, he didn't get the chance. Her gun fired again, striking down her second foe. She peered up to the tower. Still not paying attention, not yet. She dashed forward.
In a blue blur, she picked up the two guards she struck down. Carrying them to the back-end of a hangar, she hid them from prying eyes. The two guards were still awake, however, and both were crying with pain. With a strike of her pistol, they went silent.
"Two more down... Three more to finish off... Location unknown, still the three snipers," she swallowed her spit, "Gotta take down those snipers, or else they'll notice the lack of guards..."
"Maria?" Ivo's voice called from her radio, making her grow shocked, "Are you talking to yourself?"
"What part of radio silence do you not understand!?" she barked.
Peering over to the east end of the airfield, she noticed those three guards. If she moved now, she could strike them down now. Her eyes turned red again, and she vanished in a blue flash.
All appeared to be good for a while. Those three soldiers walked around the roads calmly, not knowing what was about to happen. The wind howled, and a blue blur streaked by. One guard down, and gone. His allies were left shock. The second one down too, vanished as well. The last guard stood alone, his fingers dropping the rifle in his hand. He vanished last.
Maria slid her back up to the base of the tower. All seven guards were down, leaving the snipers last. She peered over to the staircase that led up to the tower's top. Sliding her pistol into her gun belt, she dashed up the steel stairs.
She appeared at the tower's entrance only briefly, before fluttering into that blue blur as always. Punches, kicks, headbutts even, were thrown about, striking each one of those snipers. They put up little resistance against her superior skills, once they were done, she came to a stop.
Hand meeting her chest, she breathed in and out violently. Her heavy breathes continued, even when her red eyes turned back into those blue orbs of usual. At the top of the tower, she glared down toward the disused airfield, finding it to be extremely empty. And though she were still panting, she still had the ability to call her cousin.
"The guards are down," she said, "Get ready to come."
"Good!" Ivo yelled, "The Egg Train will be there in the next fifteen minutes. You better have the wall down by that point in time!"
"Yeah, yeah..." she snarkly replied, "Just don't screw up or anything..."
The radio went dead a minute later, as she peered over the edge once more. Her feet brought her to the center of the tower, snapping open the hatch in the center, she revealed a hollow area filled with steel girders, pipes, and other things necessary for a firm foundation of such a tall building. Since using the elevator would be too obvious for a spy such as herself, the only other option for her, was the harder one.
Her feet met the edge of the hatch, and her body dropped down too. She fell through the long well of steel, the wind blowing up her hair as she did so. Her feet slammed on a steel girder suddenly, making her leap over to a pipe. Her hands gripped the pipe, and she slid down quickly. Lights appeared at the end of the well, making her face contort into this scowl. Then she stopped.
G.U.N.'s underground missile yard. It was hard to believe that at one point in time, it was G.U.N.'s best held secret. Stretching for a full mile in all directions, the base once held the most advanced of technology. If one were to look now though, they would see old, unused spacecrafts, among thousands of great steel containers. Amongst these containers, guards by the handful. The base was crawling with them, all armed with rifles and other weapons of destruction.
Hanging on one hand, Maria reached into her vest with the other. When it returned, it held the same binoculars from before. She peered through the object and scanned the west end of the area. One wall jutted out further from the rest. That's the wall that lied closest to the train tracks.
Her eyes moved elsewhere moments later. She scanned the many folds of containers and guards, before coming to the part of the missile yard that held the actual missiles. Amongst those missiles, spacecrafts. One in particular. The G.U.N. Silver Fish X-87. Weird name, yes, but a very important object. Used long ago, it was created specifically because it could remain undetected by radars in space. It proved to be invaluable on the Ark raid, of course, but after that, it fell from disuse. With no other space colonies, there was little need for a silent spacecraft. It was the exact one the blonde agent needed. Since it could hold radar invisibility, it could get up to Ark without G.U.N. noticing a thing.
Maria stuffed her binoculars back into her vest. Upon doing so, she began swinging on the pipe she held on. Back and forth, to and fro, she got faster and faster. Once her body was leveled with the ground, she leaped off.
With a loud thud, she landed upon a steel container. The noise bounced along the walls, but no one seemed to notice. She lifted up her pistol next, as her mind went over what was necessary. How was she supposed to blow open that wall without anyone of these men finding it out? It would be next to impossible. But she had an idea.
A missile at the end. A powerful one at that. It'll wipe out this entire area if set on. And she would. To G.U.N., it'll look like a simple misfire, though she was sure they'd figure out who caused it. She was their greatest agent, after all.
Her feet started moving in quick intervals. Meeting the end of the container, she leaped over from one to another. Landing on the next, she stopped, as to not make much noises. Gazing to the floors, she realized that no guards noticed her.
Her feet started moving again, and faster this time. Over and over for the next few containers, she leaped over and over again, making her way closer to the rockets. It seemed that G.U.N.'s increased security was extremely lazy. Then again, she could understand. Who would attack this place? Or, better question, who even knew this place existed? Unless you worked at G.U.N. and had high-level security, then no one. Fortunately, or unfortunately, Maria was one such person.
She leaped down to the container field, being silent in her landing. With the guards in this area being sparse, she dashed over to the massive rocket that had her eye.
"MARIA!" Eggman's voice barked, "Has the bomb been set yet!"
"Shut your mouth, Ivo!" she yelled back, "We've had a change of plans. How fast does that Egg Train run?"
"What?" Ivo responded
"Just answer the question!"
"Fast... why?" he asked.
"Just be ready once we steal the rocket, understood?"
"What are you planning Maria?"
She merely chuckled.
Her hand danced along the side of the rocket beside her. With no guards around, she flipped the panel that lied beneath the rocket's surface. The machine may have not been in use, but the warhead sure was. With a brief tinkering of the missile's wires, she brought the violent weapon back to life. It screamed.
"WARHEAD ENACTED! WARHEAD ENACTED!" over and over again it screamed, like some sort of anthem.
The blonde haired woman gave a sunny smile, as she peered up to the blaring noise. Hiding behind said warhead, she watched as the many folds of G.U.N. soldiers ran off for the exit, many barking orders, others just running for their lives. For guards whose mission was to protect this stuff, they sure did leave it as soon as humanly possible. Once the coast was clear, she stepped from behind the rocket, making her way toward the wall that needed her attention.
"Alright, Ivo," she said, taking out this strange device that looked like her cousin's head, "All the guards are gone, what do I do next?"
"Do you have the bomb prepped?" he asked.
She tapped the button, making the eyes of the device flash maliciously.
"Yes." she answered.
"Magnificent!" Ivo laughed, "Now, you'll have five minutes to clear out before that bomb goes off!"
"Only five minutes?" Maria said, sarcastically, "Oh Ivo, you're too kind..."
"Just clear hall by that time, okay!?"
"Yeah, yeah..." she responded before placing the radio to the side.
Her face met a fist.
A punch thrown with full force slammed against Maria's face. Her face contorted into pain, shock, and anger, as she fell onto her behind. Surely, the punch would have knocked unconscious any normal being. But Maria is of course, no normal being.
She glared up, as she shuffled to her feet. To her surprise, no one was there. As she pressed her nose, the blonde agent found it to be stinging. Nonetheless, she took a few powerful sniffs of the area around her. She could smell someone here, someone who attacked her. But her eyes said otherwise. Staring forward, she saw absolutely no one else, other than the warehouse she stood in. That meant only one thing.
"Iguana Agent..." she stated, voice holding rage.
Another invisible punch, this time to her cheek. Maria was sent reeling back from the hit, as her face began to sting. Glaring forward, she once again saw nothing. It made her growl, especially once a kick was thrown to her gut.
If she wasn't angry before, she definitely was now. Her eyes turned red, and she began growling like some agent. Taking a fighting stance, she peered forward toward the silent room. Nothing, of course, save for the bomb clicking on the wall.
Four minutes, twelve seconds, and counting.
The woman threw her hand forward. A fist clashed against her arm. Immediately, she countered with a hard straight, one that cut through the air. Unfortunately, she hit nothing, making her counter attack useless. Her ears began twitching, as the wind started to part. A kick, that's what was being thrown at her.
She quickly leaped back, that struck moving just past her face. She started to pick up her foe's scent, making it easier to pinpoint his position. Good, this game was getting annoying.
She quickly withdrew her beloved pistol, aiming it forward. With a pull of the trigger, the heated bullet within was expelled at great speeds. It was a pointless gesture, Maria knew the Iguana Agent would have long already dodged it. That was the point, his scent was giving him off. As soon as he came to her side, she whipped her pistol around, slamming it across the agent's face.
She made him growl in pain, as glass cracked on his head. Maria glared at her foe now, seeing a singular floating eye peer back. The Iguana Agent squinted at her, as he struck forth with a punch. This fist slammed against Maria's face, but when he tried to follow-up on this with a kick, she countered with a savage headbutt to his face.
The Iguana Agent fell back from the strike, as his eyes squinted at her. Maria glared up to the bomb.
Two minutes, twenty-seven seconds.
Swiftly, Maria tackled her foe. Her arms reached all around his waist, and upon doing so, she lifted him up high. The Iguana Agent pelted her with punches, but it did little to stop her. With a powerful thrust, she slammed her foe into the earth, making a painful crunching sound escape. The Iguana Agent cried out in pain, as his invisibility flickered on and off. Maria glanced off.
1 minute, forty-nine seconds.
The Iguana Agent kicked up, trying in vain to break the grasp she held on her. She wouldn't budge though, and those red eyes of hers proved it. She kept her eyes on that countdown, right when it reached down to forty-four seconds. With that, she lifted him up, pulled him above her head, then tossed him, full force, into the wall near the bomb.
Said bomb snapped off of its place, and slid down into the agent's lap. He growled in pain, before picking up the bomb. The countdown reached its end.
Zero minutes, zero seconds. And a laugh. An insane, sadist's laugh matching a certain madman. The Iguana Agent glared up. Maria dashed away. The bomb detonated.
The base rumbled from the force of the explosion. The wall cracked and crumbled, falling to pieces, as the bomb performed its mission. Smoke and debris rained everywhere, but only for a few minutes. Maria neared the spot where the bomb laid, seeing burning red eyes gaze back.
The smoke settled, revealing E-101 Beta staring at her.
"Hey Beta," the blonde agent said, whilst waving, "Good to see you..."
She was sure, that if the robot had a face, it would be scowling. Regardless, its feet brought it moving forward, as many other Badniks and such filled through the hole. Not wanting to talk to them, the agent merely pointed toward the spacecraft known as the Silver Fish. Beta nodded at her command, and its feet brought it, and the other Badniks, forward. Maria neared the hole in the wall created by the bomb herself. Staring back at her, a great train with her cousin's likeness on it.
Seriously, he had a problem.
Her feet brought her forward, where it moved through the blood of the, now deceased, Iguana Agent.
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The wind rushed at such great speeds beside her. The Egg Train roared at speeds to fast to clarify, speeds, she couldn't even reach with her meta-genes working. It was magnificent, to say the least.
She sat on the edge of the vehicle, not carry, or fearing the thought of slipping off. She just stared as the hill she once sat on moved farther and farther away. Standing up, she began walking right past the spacecraft she just spent an hour loading upon train. By the time G.U.N. returned to the missile yard, they wouldn't find her, or the rocket.
In fact, they wouldn't find anything at all.
Maybe it wasn't allowed. She didn't tell Ivo of this plan, she didn't tell Samantha of the plan, and she only thought of the plan on the way there. She slipped out a small device from her vest. Closing her eyes, her mind ran wild with thoughts of the base, and the warhead she falsely set up to clear the room. But it wasn't actually a dud. It was still operating. Silently yes, but beeping nonetheless. And in her hand, lied the button that could make it all go up in flames.
She peered down to the button in hand, as memories rushed her. Memories of her time training on the base. The people she met, friendships formed, friendships lost. The fun, the annoyance, the everything. And this served to remind her of one thing.
They weren't hers. None of it was hers. All of it was lies, lies perpetrated by one evil organization. Her real memories were up there, floating on some space colony, held hostage for oh so long. But with this, with the Silver Fish, she would be allowed to regain those missions. Allowed to return home.
She pressed the button.