Finally arriving at the port town, Shard snuck out of the cargo hold and stealthily got out of the town.
Using a vantage point and cross-referencing the area with a map it obtained, Shard began planning it's route to Mobotropolis. It wasn't too far from where it is now thankfully, but hopefully it can start uncovering it's purpose soon. This is getting annoying...
Josh and Chuck, Chuck's Lab, Knothole Village
"Woah! This place is awesome!" Exclaimed Josh as he and Chuck entered his secret lab.
"It ain't much but it's an honest workplace. Now, let's see if we can find what I came here for..." Replied a half-distracted Chuck. His old lab was about the size of a small warehouse, set up almost like one too scattered with all his old projects.
"What's this?" Josh picked up a light blue bangle and slid it on his arm. "What'cha think Uncle Chuck? Am I styling now?" Chuck turns and chuckles. (*chuckle*)
"Took you long enough to realize you looked drab! Hahaha! Try clenching your fist, Josh." Replied Chuck. As Josh closed his fist, a beam of light came out from the bottom of the wrist forming a blade of light extending a small ways from his fist.
"Hahahaha... I figured you might like it. Prototype weapon designed to increase mobility yet maintain effectiveness. It was originally intended for stealth but as you can see, the sound and light kinda give it away."
"Regardless, this thing would be 'handy' to have!"
Chuck simply gives him a blank stare, prompting Josh to deactivate it.
Chuck walks over to Josh and motions for him to sit down next to him. "So what do you know about your father?"
"Well... Aside from the fact that he traveled a lot when he was younger, mom always said that he was a navigator of a cargo ship for the Kingdom of Acorn."
"She always thought that he should've stayed home and not gotten involved with his old job again. Which reminds me, I have something here for you. Your father wanted you to have this when you were old enough, but your mother wouldn't allow it." Chuck puts a metal cylinder in Josh's hands.
"What is it?"
Asked Josh as he picked it up and pressed the button on it. A light blue blade of light came out of the top, slightly less than a meter in length, it made a distinct sound upon activation and hummed quietly. "T-th-this...this thing... It is beautiful..."
"This is your father's 'Photon Saber'. It was the weapon of a brave man serving the Kingdom. Not as Clumsy or random as a gun. An elegant weapon, for a more civilized time."
-------------------- Elias, Casino Night Zone
Still trying to defend themselves, the fight continues on. Elias had cut through at least two dozen? No, more like four dozen bots already.
"Not good Vector! We've got more company!" As Elias steeled himself ahead, a small motobug rushed towards him.
"Oh, you're approaching me?" He confidently remarked. A blow from the back caught him off guard however, but Elias quickly recovered and turned to see a large robot in time for it to smack him off a distance away into the "Per Schin Rug Store". Thankfully it wasn't a hard landing, but Elias was concerned as he drew his eyes front was the large robot. He knew exactly who that was.
"Well frick. If they got him then… no… no way she'd let them take their son." Elias recognized it as Doug. Anger was building up in Elias. He had to defend himself but he didn't want to hurt his old friend. Left with no choice, he drew his sword and prepared to try and escape and outrun the machine.
Larry and Ian, Mobian Badlands
"D-d-defend myself? But...but… I can't fight! I don't… I can't… it's just…" Larry was distraught with what Ian said. He always hated violence but after the incident at the lake, maybe self defense wouldn't be a bad thing to know.
"I was really hoping things would go back to normal. Like when it was peaceful again. Mom and Dad would walk through the door and we would be happy again. I know Josh wants that too but he seems like he was actually prepared in a way for something like this to happen. Was he really just prepared to protect me? He's never scared, he's always brave, he's so strong. Maybe… maybe I want to be that strong someday too!"
Finding a bit of resolve, he grabs the sword. But uh… he has a hard time lifting it. He tries getting it up to rest it on his shoulder but it tips over every time he gets close. Poor guy hadn't lifted many things before so he never really built any arm strength.
"Jeez Mr. St. John, why'd you give me the heaviest branch off the tree?" He strained to say as he hefted the practice sword.
“Heh, my boy was swinging that sword since he was 6 years old!” Replied Ian.
“6?! What did you feed him growing up?!” Larry replied in disbelief.
“A balanced meal! And he wasn’t soft like some people!” Retorted Ian.
“What’s that supposed to mean?!” Questioned Larry as he turned to face Ian with the sword.
“Anyways, start by finding the balanced center-point of the hilt. Once you find that, take your other hand and support your lead hand just below it on the hilt. This should help you lift the blade. Now, how I trained and used it is purely one-handed. You’re not going to be able to do that yet so for now, build up your strength then work your way up from there. Eventually you will be strong enough to find your own style.” Ian instructed Larry.
“Okay Mr. St. John, I’ll try!” Confidently remarked Larry as he tried once more to lift the sword, this time with his guidance. He manages to lift the sword up and in a better position where he can keep it up.
“Hey I did it! Thanks Mr. St. John!”
“Very good, now you must find your resolve and call upon it to guide the blade if you intend to protect anything! Remember resolve is measured by results so do not neglect your training. Now keep at it Larry, I’ll be back shortly.” He leaves Larry with some words of wisdom before heading further inside.
Sally Acorn, Mobotropolis
"I still can't believe he wants me to leave… we prepared for this day to come but… something about this Robotnik has Daddy freaking out. He hides it well but I can tell." Sally thought to herself as she was being escorted out of the palace. "I know it's what we've planned but it just doesn't feel right..."
Ya know I think Dr.Eggman and Donald Trump would be great pals, they both like to boost their own ego, Walk around like they're important, boast about their great accomplishments and what great plans they have, and then run away when their plan SURPRISE SURPRISE didn't work.
(I mean, to me Man of Steel wasn't boring, but the rest... gosh, that's a twisted of corrupting it!) Granted, but it gets sold out every time you go buy any of those items. I wish for a magical girl animated blockbuster film.