Dynamiteboom12345: Sorry if it's too predictable.


Chapter 26: The Armada

"Oh man...my fucking head." mumbled Fang as he slowly began to get up, feeling the aching feeling throbbing on the side of his skull. As he slowly began to come to, the first thing he noticed was the green bird staring dead ahead and not at him!

"You slimy-" Fang reached for his guns, but something didn't feel right. Like the fact he didn't have any guns! No pistols, no rifles, no nothing! He searched his body as Jet rolled his eyes.

"Might wanna get over it." Jet told him dully, "And look around." Fang looked at what Jet was staring at and saw multiple bars in front of him in the light blue room, "Yeah, genius. This is a jail cell."

"Shit..." he groaned, "Where's Fiona?! And Bean?!"

"Next cell over." Fiona called, the fox holding out a glass reflector so Fang could see her face. Fang looked out the cell and could see Fiona being celled with Storm, "Bean's next to you."

"GET ME OUT OF HERE!" shouted Wave as Fang payed his attention to the cell with Wave and Bean.

"Come on, Wavey! I wanna play! You remember this game! I'm a tumor!" laughed Bean, clinging to Wave's arm as the swallow tried to get the duck off of him.

"Damn it, Bean! I'm going to fucking kill you!" Wave shouted. Fang sighed, that was typical.

"Hey, Bean! The hell are you waiting for?! Blow us out of here!" Fang ordered.

"He can't." Fiona said simply, "Look at the collar around his neck." Fang looked out and saw the golden collar that was around his and Wave's neck. Fang moved a hand to his own neck and, instead of feeling fur, he felt the cold metal, "Their Control Collars. They neutralize all super-powered abilities. Including Bean's...weird connection to bombs." Fiona explained.

"But it didn't shut off how much a pain he is! Why am I stuck in here?!" shouted Wave, trying to get the duck off of her, "I'm serious, Dynamite!"

"I'm serious, too! I wanna play~" whined Bean.

"I forgot how much I wanted to smash him..." mumbled Storm as he punched the bars of the cell, "Yowch!"

"How many times are you going to do that before it sinks in?" mumbled Fiona.

Suddenly, foot steps could be heard as the green bird from before had entered the brig. Jet, Storm, and Wave leered at the young bird who had a smug look on his beak. Bean, however...

"SPEEDSTER!" cried Bean as he clung to the cell, 'Speedster' flinching lightly at the duck's sudden lunged, "How ya doing, Speedy?! I never heard of you after you left me on that frozen wasteland! It's funny, you left me with no food and whatever gear I had managed to snatch before you guys left me with a gun with only one bullet! Not much for hunting, really..." he mumbled. Fiona and Fang blinked lightly at what Bean had said, but didn't have much time to think too much on it as Jet leered at Speedy.

Speedy noticed this and chuckled, "Well, well. Quite a haul. Not only did we find the biggest mistake of the Armada. But we also found ourselves the Babylon Rogues. Been awhile since last time. You know, when you bastards left us on that mountain!"

Jet smirked, "So you're mad at me?" Speedy's answer was to deliver a hard kick to Jet's face, knocking the Hawk to the ground. Jet groaned as Speedy looked at Fang, "I guess I should ask who you are, but I already know. Fang the Sniper, notorious hit-man and treasure hunter across Mobius." he then turned to Fiona, "And you're Fiona Fox, traitor to Mobius itself. Quite a haul, quite a haul..." he mumbled as he snickered, walking in front of the cells.

Fang snarled, "Yeah, what of it, Spazzy." sneered the weasel. A nerve was ways struck as Speedy grabbed Fang's neck in a terribly tight grip.

"It's Speedy! SPEEDY! GET IT RIGHT YOU GROUNDED PIECE OF TRASH! I AM THE BATTLE KUKKU THE SIXTEEN!" he roared before tossing Fang onto the ground as the weasel coughed and gasped for air as Speedy leered at him, "Trash like you shouldn't even be allowed to live. If I was in charge, you all would be executed."

"Then what?" asked Wave, "If we're not going to be killed, then what are you planning to do with us?" she questioned.

"Wouldn't you like to know." smirked Speedy, "But I guess it doesn't matter if you do know or not." he mused.

"Father believes you do have some worth to us." He looked at Fang, "You and your fox associate are destined to be turned into the Zone Police for a handsome reward." Fiona felt the air escape her lungs as she snarled at Speedy. Fang was just as angry, but his rage paled in comparison to Fiona. Speedy turned to Jet, "You Rogues are going to be put under our special...little program."

"What kind of system?!" shouted Storm, gripping the bars as Speedy chuckled.

"Think of it as a nice little head massage...or a lobotomy." Speedy said simply, "When the Doctor's done with you three, you'll be begging to get down on your knees to serve Father and I."

"Monster." growled Wave.

"All the flattery won't save you here, Swallow." Speedy spat.

"Oh! Oh! Speedy! Gonzales! Diaper-Bird!" cawed Bean from his cell, much to Wave's annoyance since he was shouted right in her ear, "What about me?! What happens to me?!"

"You?" asked Speedy, "Oh, we're going to go hunting."

"Hunting?! Cool! What for?!" Fang slapped his forehead as Fiona just sighed. The Rogues rolled their eyes.

"Moving on-"

"Aw!"

"I hope you two enjoy the night. Cause in the morning, there'll be hell." Speedy called before he began walking away. As soon as he was gone, Storm began pulling the cell doors.

"Come on, doors! Budge!" growled the albatross.

"Give it up, Storm." Jet said, "We're gonna need a much better plan to get out of here."

"I happen to have one." Wave pipped up, "But if we're going to get it done, we have to work together. All of us."

"What?!" both Jet and Fang yelped, "No way in hell!"

"Oh?" questioned Wave, "Then I guess you want to get your brain picked at." Wave scowled, "Trust me, I'd rather not do this either."

Fiona snarled, "Yeah, Fang. We don't have a choice. We need all the help we can get."

Jet and Fang leered at each other before both treasure hunters sighed.

"Fine..." Jet groaned.

"What is it?" Fang asked.