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 Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 6:16 pm
Branching sections and the speed of the underground river made Sickle's route erratic and random. Spinning uncontrollably, the wolf barrelled down the passages until he came upon a pocket of air. A root had tunneled it's way into the small pocket, and Sickle snatched it, picking his head up for air. Looking aroun din the pitchblack night of the underground, his serene green eyes detected to the eye-spies. Smiling to himself, he let himself sink back into the water.
Moments later, the eye-spies that had chosen the correct passages to his position were terminated, the only screens seen were of slashing claws and a throught hole of the wolf. It was an oddity, to be sure, as the heat sensers should have detected the wolf, it would seem.
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Super didn't take a backwards glance, he was far too preoccupied with holding unto the hilt of his bloade to avoid falling off. as the ship spun through the air, He heard the roar of the scram jets of the missiles. Finally looking down, he was lucky enough to see the first missile connect with the ship. the explosion that followed was deafening, but Super kept his grip, kicking away large metal shards.
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 11:03 pm
((Oh... Uh... Ok I need to think of a way to get in there with you guys."))
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 11:30 am
-Ivo/K-vo-
In some dark room, in a place that not even he was sure of, the greatness that was Robotnik sat in his chair, fingers tapping at the arms. It had been some time since the voices had started talking to him. he belived he was insane at the time. But when it had given him information on how to destroy Sonic, and it worked.....well, Insanity have him then!
How he was dressed, what he looked like now, was far diffrent from before. Time, power, and madness had transformed him. However, he still wore the same goggles as before, and these glint as he watches all that went on.
"Hmmmmm...."
his voice, deep and rumbling, issued from the darkness as he watchd the Eye-Spies feeds. It wasnt often that Squadron 6 needed to call in for these things, and now he understood why. The efficency that the Target had used to take out the Eye-Spies was....interesting.
"Snively.....it seems that we have a whole new threat to take care of...."
Snively didnt awnser. He couldnt. Off to one side, what was left of him still rotted away in the corner. The aftermath of one of K-vo's sudden and unpredicatable fits of rage had dealt with this simpering, whimpering being. But Robotnik never seemed to have grasped this.
"Oooooh, very good. I like it snively, Dark and evil. You've been getting more....like me lately."
Leaning forward, A gloved finger pressess a button. Down back on the location of action, one of Robotniks special Pollution Factories got a order. Underground, it started to release all of its Toxins, sending out various poisons and radioactive materials throught he underground currents.
"I tire of the Echidna's game of hide and Seek. As I poison his precious island, he will come out of hidding....and I can take care of those who annoy me....." He then begains a soft cackling. Nothing to pompus, but enough to let anyone who was still alive around him to know that he was pleased.
-Fury 7-
Unware as he was that the missles where closing in, his reaction time was amazing. As the missles tore into rear end of the Death Scythe, his Drive activated. Time seemed to slow as he went super-aware of everything around him, his reaction time speeding up as well as various physical abilities. However, he lost the ability to reason like a clearly thinking being, anger flowing through his veigns. The ships automatic features fire off, and the entire front end of the ship, including where Super was suddenly fractures apart and then blows outward as Fury 7 ejects.
Fury knew where Super was, and upon the eject, his robotic arm, capped with several wicked claws arch out for Supers stomach as the rocketed past. After 30 seconds, jets flare from the bottom of his feet, allowing him to fly in the air as well, of course, nowhere near the speed the Death Scythe could.
And as for that ship, after getting hit, it starts to fall apart and heads back towards the surface below.
-Atma-
The Guardian of Haven was quite, his mind following that which was happening. Turning to the one he was talking to he says
"Though you do not have many skills, perhaps there is something that you could do. Two people who are very important at the moment are in very serious danger. There is technology of a sorts here. If you are brave, and not faint of heart, mayhaps you could use it to save your Brethren."
He was of course, talking about the ancient machinery underneath Havens ground. There, a maze of tunnels stretched about to various machines and structures, meshing science and magic together to create a miraculous mix of power for Havens defense.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 12:01 pm
"Technology? I don't know. I have never had such a big responsability. But I can try. It's better then siting here waiting to be found." Gwen stands up with a confident look on her face. "Take me to where it is. I am not afraid. I have nothing to lose."
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 12:41 pm
Super Raised an eyebrow as some rather odd sounds resonated from the ship. Flipping himself unto the flat of his blade, The Ship suddenly ejected it's captain. The Piece of metal that held his sword gave-way, making the hedgehog go airborne, pulling his sword out. As soon as he looked towards Fury 7, he realized this was no ordianry machine- it's reaction time was amazing, and Super had no time to spare defending himself. Kicking a piece of metal towards the half-bot, he grabbed a rather large piece to use as a shield against the claws as he began his decent.
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Sickle picked himself up to a narrow outcropping in the catacombs of Angel Island. The water had become too hot to bare, and the wollf clmabered his way out, steaming as he pulled himself out of the river. He turned around, not needing the use of his night-vision. He was on the bottom of the Ice-Cap of Angel Island, in the Lava Reef caves. "A vertiablle defense structure, surrounded by lava. Eggman's robots wouldn't dare come down here, at least, most of the normal ones." Sickle repeated, Words Super had told him if ever they needed a place to catch a breather.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 12:56 pm
-Fury 7-
Fury 7 snarled as his claws where deflected by his ships own shielding, made to be strong enough to deal with direct impact with most solid objects, his claws do little but throw a shower of sparks. But he wasnt done. Slashing three more times at blurring speeds, the claws where aimed to throw Super back and possibly move the plate/shield out of the way. Right at the end of the rapid attack, its chest cavity opens up *Right side* To reveal a pack of Micro-Missles. These fire off, near point blank at Super, Wasp missles Chaotically jetting about everywhere in a unpredictable manner. But Fury 7 wasnt out of weaponry just yet. No, during this time, his fleshy arm was reaching for his Resonance Blaster, a weapon that issued forth a Sonic Attack, rendering most kinds of armor useless.
-Sickle-
The area that Sickle finds himself in was already occupied. Far in the back, there was what appeared to be some kind of shack with a light issuing feebly from it. To either side of the shack was twin statues of Echidna's, rubies for eyes which glowed brightly. Though they dont move, the eyes seem to be watching Sickle. Movement could be made out in the shack, though what it was was unknown.
-Fiora-
The cold seeping away as the Heat came back, she was finally able to move once more, but could do little but watch the battle that was going on up above. A little while more, and she could join.
-Atma-
Atma nods, though his voice is hesitant.
"I will do that, but be aware. The machinery there is ancient, and ran on a power that might not be strong enough anymore." Raising his hands, she is covered in a glittering white light, and feels herself being torn apart, atomized, only to be remade somewhere deep inside the island. There, in the deepest bowels of the strutcure, was the Master Works, devices made from the Ancient Walkers, with the help of the World Guardians *During that time, the Echidna's, though little indicates that the Ancient Echidna tribes knew much about technology*
A large amount of softly glowing blue sapphire jutted about the massive machinery filled cavern. A gently glowing blue aura drifted from various crystals to the machinery, and in the very center of it was a large white crystal which glowed with such brightness that staring at it for a long period of time would bring blindness. What appears to be a control unit sat near it, back to the crystal. A large ornamite chair, a small glowing blue orb floating directly above it, wires moving fromt he chair to the various machinery.
Though physically she was alone, she could feel Atma's presence in her mind, waiting, watching.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 1:16 pm
Super Smirked as he heard the claws bounce harmlessly off the metal shield. He peaked out behind the metal for a moment, To watch the harder attacks take place, but he kept hold of the make-shift Shield long enough to watch the first of the missiles fire off. Waiting to the last moment, He kicked off from the heavy piwece of Metal, Allowing it to take the brunt of the missiles, but he still had two following him. He checked the ground, giving himself about fourty seconds until impact made him a pancake. As the first Missile came close, The hedgehog grabbed the last medium sized piece of debris within range, and watched Fury Seven. He saw him reach for the gun, but the Hedgehog wasn't going to allow this bot to get any more of a upper hand. Chucking the Piece with all his might, he let himself, backflip, to increase the speed of which he fell, the Micro-Missiles following him, the wasp missiles useless now that he was out of range.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 1:33 pm
-Fury 7-
Fury seems to have slown down a bit, for the bit of metal that is slung at him hits the arm that as going for the weapon, just as he was drawing it. Jerking backwards, jets flaring, he spun for a moment. The weapon that he was drawing is lost, falling to the ground below.
As he falls, there is a scream of jets, and Squadron 6 arcs through, Fury 7 landing on the roof of one of the less deadly ships. Arcing up, the entire group leaves for now, Fury 7 looking back as the Drive wore off, leaving him fatigued.
"Robotnik is not going to like this....."
-Fiora-
She watches as Super falls, and decides that now was the time to act. Gathering up her energy, she thrusts her arm behind her and rockets forward, flying through the air *And accidently setting the tree on fire* Looking like a fireball with a face at the end, she comes in under Super and attempts to catch him with a arm not covered in fire *Only the right is at the moment.*
As for the Micro/Wasp missles....they didnt actually have a lock on feature. They were ment for short range, and any homing in they did was purely on accident. >.>
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 2:02 pm
Super did notice the Fireball. He noticed the thing jutting out of it, a hand, it seemed. And it had a face. All this, but it didn't regester all at once, So Super did his best to Avoid it, Rolling away as it passed him. "Fireballs and ships, When when it stop?" He yelled out at it, Watching one of the missiles fly by him. Taking his chance, he reached out for it, grabbing the sputtering Missile. He looked around for the other one, Directing the small Wasp missile towards it. As he closed in, He reached out with his other arm and snatched it. The sword fell to the ground as he had both Missiles in his hands. strengthening his grip, the hedgehog used the scram engines on the Missiles to cusion his decent, letting them go as he approuched the ground safely, rolling to avoid any damage. The Missiles exploded in front of him. He avoided death by using only instraments of death.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 2:17 pm
-Fiora-
Fiora lands nearby as well, somewhat confused. Squadron 6 leaves for now, letting them all alone at the moment. Dusting herself off *Soot flying off of her form* She walks over with a odd expression on her face, the Bandages around her right arm burnt up, exposing the oddly demonic arm.
"Are uh....you okay?" She asks hesitantly.
-Ivo/K-vo-
Back in the darkness, he watches, a displeased frown on his face. Fury 7 had failed, and quite badly. Neither one was truely hurt, and Fury had fled from the battle. He had no use for such useless scraps.
A faint hissing sound is heard behind him and he nods.
"Yes. It appears that I did overestimate that hedgehog's abilities. Hes yours to do as you please."
The creature behind him, also shrouded in darkness, bobed its head in pleasure. As it turns to leave however, Robotnik raises his hand, to get its attention, and the thing freezes.
"However, I also want you to destroy that hedgehog right there."
He points at a image frozen screen of Super taken from Fury 7's optical lense. The creatue gives a shuddering, hissing laugh, and in a dry voice whispers.
"Have I ever let you down before?"
But Robotnik wasnt anwsering. He was staring at the screen, wondering why the Voices wasnt telling him what to do. Looks like it was back to his own schemes for a bit....
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 2:26 pm
Super coughed a moment before retrieving his sword, shouldering it. "Besides the shards of metal and glass sticking outta my back? Fine." He muttered, before noticing the arm. Instead of questioning it, he shrugged indifferently. "Anyway, we should evacuate, No doubt Egg-Fayce is assembling his main force right now. Lets move it." He beckoned running off towards the jungle.
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Sickle approuched the odd shack suspiciously, eying the statues. Grabbing a rock, he tested it's weight. It was Pumice, so it was very light. Perfect for throwing. Winding up the pitch, he nailed one of the statues in the face, expecting to see some sort of defensive measure.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 2:30 pm
-Fiora-
Fiora nods, reaching into a pouch and pulling out bandages and wrapping her arm up before following him. She was adept at doing so, so it wouldnt be to long before she was following him again, looking back to watch the skies above.
-Sickle-
Sickle of course, had the right idea. As the rock flew towards the face of the statue, red beams of light strike out, vaporizing it loudly. A thump is heard from the shack, and the door swings opens, reveling a red echidna, aged, yet still strong and defiant.
"Who are you? How did you find where I was?"
Fist raised, Sickle might be able to see that there where spikes at the end of the knuckles, though one on his right hand was broken off, the glove bloody right there.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 2:38 pm
"Holy Mother of-" Sickle shouted as the Rock exploded. "What the hell was.." He trailed again, as the door swung open, revealing the red echidna. Sickle looked oddly impressed at the physique of the opposing force. "I'm a... I'm Sickle Hound. I got here by following the currents underneath the island. Now who are you?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 2:44 pm
The red echidna sneers a bit.
"Your here for it arnt you? Well, get lost! Its no use to you! Its no use to any of us..."
Clenching his fists tighter, it sounds like joints where popping....or bones. There was a strong sense of anger in his eyes, mixed with a sense of betrayl(SP). He then takes several deep breaths, and the anger, the hurt goes away. Infact, it seems like the whole Fight just left him, and he slumps.
"Oh, what the hell....Ive been guarding the thing for as long as I can remeber, and now this."
Waving neglegently towards Sickle in a 'whatever' gesture, the Echidna turns to go back into the shack. The eyes on the statue stay lit, but now they dont seem to be looking towards Sickle.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 2:48 pm
"Here for what now- Hey!" He said, watching the door close. The Stautes stopped looking at him, so he deemed it safe enough to approach. Charging the door, he flew through it, hoping to avoid being zapped. HE looked at the Echidna inside. "I asked you a question sir, it's polite to answer back." He said, picking himself, acting like he didn't just bash through his door. "So what's your name? And what am I supposedly hear for?"
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