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Atma shakes his head.

"In that, you are wrong. Few would have been able to find Haven on there own, yet you did. The world is in horrible shape, and it needs help."

With another wave of his hand, the image in the water changes to the dead and dying planet, of a forest being cut down, of blackened waters, cities covered in so much smog that it was nearly impossible to see to far.

"Some are fighting, even now, to help the world and those that live in it."

The image changes to what had recently happened with the Green Hedgehog.

"There are things that you can do as well. It seems, that somewhere in the Great Mountains on Mongor that a particular creature has come into being. Anathom to Life, it is attempting to suck all life from the planet itself. Deep in the mountains, it hides amongth nearly unbreakable rocks. I fear that Ixis may be messing with magics that he knows little of....I know little except that it wields shadow energies and has many minions now....."

He turns straight to look at her, to gage her reaction to this.


-Super-

Though she hadnt been there to directly help, she had watched most of what was going on. A greyish brown hedgehog girl, her right hand bandaged to near unusabilities stood ahead where Super and the wolf where walking. Fiora. She waves to Super if he looks towards her. "Hey! That was awsome! Whats your name?" She calls out as she trots over towards him. She had a bland voice, which had a odd echoing tone to it.

"Are you saying it is desteny? I have bin here for a while. My house is over there." She points down the rode to the cliffside hut. "I'm surprised you'v never seen me before. I'm always outside." She looks at the woter. "Ick. I didn't know people did stuff like that. You see I don't remember enything before ten years old. As far as I know, I have lived here my holl life. I don't even remember my parents. I only remembered how to do normal activities, like talking and walking." She sighs and sits down in the dirt.

"I don't know what I can do. I can't fight. I’ll I can do is build, fish, and gather reassures.” Gwen stares at the ground. She looks back up at him. "Do you know?"

-Fiora-

The Girl blinks, slipping her arm behind her and looking down at the ground with a light flush. Not a blush, a flush.

"I.....Got burned. Badly. My arms all oddly shapped because of it. I wear bandages to try and hide just how bad."

Which in essence was right. The arm was the one where the Fire came from, however it burnt her. Not physically, but every time she used fire it felt like it actually burned. And because of the demonic abilities, the arm was oddly shaped. And she did wear bandages to try and hide it. The truth....stretching it.

She looks away alittle, a frown on her face as she brings the arm forward once more. "I blaim Ixis.....Its his fault." There was a tiny amount of tears coming now as she suddenly jerked towards him.

"Why couldnt he just leave us alone!?"

Eyes wide, she then covers her mouth.

*all this unless she is interrupted.*

-Fiora-

She shrugs at his comments. She really didnt think that he would belive. But she wasnt about to tell him that she was Infected. From birth. That was considered even worse. Many Demi-Demons went over to Ixis, going mindless with rage after a few years.

"I....Ixis is...." Then she nods, because Super had gotten to the awnser first.

She turns to look back the way they came. From the factory, Squadron 6 was flying. Like the original Stealth Bomber, Squadron 6 was designed with shielding, and a improved cloaking device that left them nearly undetectable. Then there was the Squadrons leader. Fury 7. Turning, she follows after Super. Not caring, they already doubted her. Bandaged hand stretching, she is engulfed in flames, and rockets after, gritting her teeth as she bared the pain.

-Fury 7-

This being used to be a normal mobian. A hedgehog, peacfull, a good citizen. Then then Cataclysm happened, and his world got turned upsidedown. Now he was a sick Cyborg experiment for his Rotundness. In his New Age of Defeat, Robotnik had came up with even better Soliders, and a expert way of torturing his captives. Only half robotosizing them, leaving them with the capacity to think, but with chips embedded in their minds forcing them to do His Will. In the Death Scythe, he was the fastest ship the fleet had. And Robotnik was fairly angry at those who had sabotaged the factory.

In a dead, emotionless voice, one eye glowing a scanner green, Fury 7 calls in.

"Targets in sight. Engaging."

Overboost getting activated, the thing streaked along, a red and black bolt of metal that shot over the landscape. Combat scanners picked up the various lifeforms.

"Engage Combat Manuver one."

Flipping a switch, a hidden compartment on the nose of the ship opens up, a Energy Gatling gun lowering down. Robotnik had plenty of time to calibrate his machines to deal with fast moving targets *Sonic. Until he died that is* So Fury 7 had a chance of hitting.

"Calibrating.....Correcting.....Fire."

Nearly invislbe energy streaks out at Super and the Wolf, seemingly ignoring Fiora at the moment. She wasnt the one who had destroyed the factory. Behind Fury 7, the other four of Squadron 6 attempt to catch up, trying to get Missle Lock on a Heat Source, though Fiora's form of movement screwed that up, the missles locking onto her instead.

*Please forgive the overly long post >.<*

Sickle turned to Super, for only a moment. "You hear something?" He asked, before the resulting energy explosion blasted both Super and the wolf into the sky. Super took the front of the blast, barely covering the wolf with his own body. The explosion completely missed Fiora, considering she had hesitated a moment before following.

Sickle landed awkwardly on the ground near Fiora, scrambling to his feet. "We're Under attack!" He shouted, Pointing toward the missiles that were awkwardly flying towards Fiora's heated hand. Sickles eyes shifted from a soft, delicate blue to a serene green as he looked to the sky. "Super! We got Five ships!" He called out.

The green hedgehog sped forward. Although he took the brunt of the blast, he seemed to be unharmed as far as being able to move, but debris and shards of metal were sticking out all over his backside. Ignoring the stinging pains and aching, he scanned the skies, even though he could not see what Sickle could. "Squadron 6?"

"The same. What do we do, I've never dealed with them before. No one survives a Squadron attack!" He whined, losing hope.

Super smiled. "Where do the stories come from then? Come on, the best way is the worst way. Run erraticaly like a chicken with your head cut off, no patterns, just go." He said, point for Sickle to move. He jumped backwards and took off, avoiding the missiles which were too close for comfort now. "Run!" He cried to the newcomer, as he sped off.

Super had dealt with Squadron six only once in the past, and in retrospect, nothing went well that time except for the point he got out with his life. As he ran erratically, he noticed a change of manuvers, and shouted a whoop for his luck. In an instant, the hedgehog was blasting at incredible speeds toward the ship. As it opened fire, the green hedgehog leapt over the first bullet, which barly grazed the small substance on the bottom of his shoe. As he flew through the air, he landed on the ship - a clever trick, but Super knew things wouldn't be safe on this thing, the surface was slick and the blades which covered the attacker were sharp enough to cut him open without pain, but he'd still be dead. Stabbing the sword into the top of the ship, he stood upon it, an odd sight, but it kept him safe, for the moment, as he noticed a giant blaze heading straight for the ship.

Sickle was an odd wolf to be sure. In actuality, he wasn't really a wolf, and yet he was. IT was a confusing matter, but the fact was he could dig. And dig he did. The moment the missiles stopped firing he took a breather and dug straight down. Within ten seconds he was gone, underground and not to be seen. He knew this territory, and fifty feet down, he took to the underground stream and floated to safety.