Skye Prower

"Whewe awe the cewws?" asked Stacey as he caught up with Sarah. "You're looking for a door with lots of security," Ziona commented dryly to Seviper.

Ziona sighed as Stacey headed after Sarah.   "It looks like it," Ziona commented to Zangoose.  "You keep an eye on the kids, make sure they don;t get into any more trouble.  I'll try and do the same with Seviper."

Happy Birthday Clay!

"Maybe we shouldn't split up," suggested Ziona, but she didn't expect anyone to listen.

Merry Christmas everyone!  

Tails, Island As Tails explored more of the airbase, his feeling of abandonment began to subside.  It looked like the base had been abandoned in a hurry a while ago.  The workshop was still fully stocked, as was the storeroom.  At least, the tinned foods were still there.  It was all dirty, and needed a clean, but it was a start.  And cleaned up, it would be the kind of place Tails had always wanted.  And yet, practicality was a secondary concern to the young fox as he looked over all the biplanes.  Many would need significant repair.  One with a flower painted on it looked like it might be rusted solid.  But there was one that seemed in good condition, its biggest flaw being the faded red paint job.  Tails leapt into the cockpit and fiddled with the controls trying to start it.  Nothing happened. Frowning thoughtfully, Tails jumped out again, opening the engine hood to take a look inside.  He climbed up and in, until only his namesakes were visible wagging from the outside.   -------------------------------------------------------   Skye, Feral Forest Skye winced as she saw the damage caused to Fisher’s chest as the bumper struck it.  She turned away, trying to hide her tears catch her breath.  Glancing around, it seemed all the robots had been dealt with.  Skye looked back towards the Armadillo. “Come on, we have to get going,” she called, starting to run along the forest track, wiping her tears.   -------------------------------------------------------   Sleet and Dingo, Mobotropolis “It’s time to make an entrance,” grinned Sleet as he landed the Manticore in the courtyard of Castle Acorn.  Within moments, it was surrounded by Royal Guards.  The hatch hissed open, and Sleet strode out confidently, despite the weapons trained on him.  Slowly, he lay his pistols on the ground, showing he wasn’t there for a fight.  “I’ve come to warn the King of an invasion,” he declared. “That’s right!  They blew up one of the Birds’ big airships!” added Dingo as he came behind.  For a moment, Sleet was going to chastise Dingo, but then he saw the shock on the faces of the guards.  Maybe that had been the right thing to say.   -------------------------------------------------------   Wave, a slight distance from Mobotropolis A dull clanging sound rung out from the armour as Wave threw it into the hole she’d dug.  It was far too unique to the BBA for her to be able to safely take with her.  Her firearm on the other hand, that was pretty common.  Maybe she could trade it for some currency.  Her Extreme Gear…. Wave shook her head.  If anything, it was more noticeable than the armour.  On the other… if someone didn’t know what it was, maybe they’d just mistake it for a fancy surf or skateboard.  Maybe she should dress appropriately to help that image.  Besides, if the Armada DID catch up with her, the Extreme Gear was her best chance to escape.  Casting her last piece of armour into the hole, Wave paused as she picked up her radio, about to throw it into the hole as well.  Once again, it was something the Armada could use to find her, IF they knew she’d escaped and the frequency she used.  On the other, that kid did have the other set.  And if he did get into trouble…  Sighing, Wave clipped the radio to her belt, and started filling in the hole.   -------------------------------------------------------   Robotnik, Wing Fortress “I thought that pod was shut down,” grumbled Robotnik as he read the readout from the Casino Night Zone.  The pod in the centre of the city had entered capture mode, but its conversion functions were offline.  “We can’t have the city alerted and mobilised.  We have to strike now.”  Robotnik swiftly issued ordered, then the Wing Fortress lurched suddenly.  Shocked, Robotnik was almost thrown from his feet.  “What was that?” he bellowed. “An unprecedented surge of energy from the Floating Island,” Zero reported.  “The island appears to be descending now.” “WHAT?” Robotnik almost slammed open a radio connection to Gamma.  “Gamma!  REPORT!”   -------------------------------------------------------   Casino Night Zone A ripple of panic was spreading in the crowd as the owl was dragged inside the pod.  A few minutes later, the sky started to darken.  Above the city, a Wing Fortress appeared through the clouds, descending towards it.  Numerous hatches open, dropping pods in and around the city.  Some were more prison pods.  Others contained squads of Badniks and Swat Bots.

"We either need to find the cells, which will likely be on a lower level, or Eggman himself, whole be higher up," said Ziona.

"Dwo you knwow whewe ywou gwoin'?" Stacey asked Sarah as the group chased her.

"Looks like it!" said Ziona, hurrying after Sarah.  Stacey moved to follow.

"Which way do we go?" asked Ziona.

Apparently this posters about a year old, more of a test mock up.  So that might not be the final design.

"Good work everyone," said Ziona.  "But we better keep going."

Distracted, the robot didn't see the barrage until it was too late.  It tumbled over under the multiple attacks, it's already damaged arm now useless.

The robot tied to attack Stacey and Sarah again, Stacey just managing to dodge.  With it's focus on the two kids, it didn't see the others approaching. A smile flickered on Ziona mouth.  "You're a stubborn idiot," she commented, but there was no dislike in her voice.  Quite the opposite in fact.

DOA! It gets worse...  There is only one good thing that can come of this...... uniting the divided Sonic Fanbase in hatred.

Pokemon Research Centre - Scabbard Town   Pine shook his head slightly as Zeke hurried off.  "Too much hurry.  That kid could get in trouble like that," he commented to himself.  Watching his assistant head to the doors, he could see a couple of kids at the door, and more arriving.  He spun on his heel and headed towards the meeting room.  "Nurse?  Our new trainers are starting to gather like a pack of hungry Poochyenas." Outside, Kimi reached the doors, giving her sister, still weaving through the crowd, a quick grin before turning to the doors.  "Hi there!" she called happily as she skated towards the small gathering group.  "I'm Kimi!  And the Slowpoke over there is my sister Amber," Kimi continued, pointing towards Amber who had just made it through the crowd, holding her egg carefully, as if terrified it was going to leap out of her arms.  She was about to reply to her sisters comments when a roar shook the air. "W-what was that?" she gasped.

Stacey leapt back into the fray, copying Sarah as he also focused on the damaged section.  The robot spun round, trying to catch both of them with a swipe of it's hand. "Are you able to?" asked Ziona.

Oooh!  Looks good.  The ears have come out really well.

Stacey charged in, swiping at it with his sword.  His blow cut into it slightly, then he was forced to dodge back as the robot focused its ire on him. "And it has a lot of momentum, we might be able to use that," Ziona added.

Stacey was about to respond but was distracted by the sight of the robot.  "Wet's dweal wiwth tha' fiwst!"  "Don;t sorry me Vipey!  Apologetic doesn't suit you," said Ziona, trying to stay out of the robot's reach.  "You can study it once its scrap!" she called to Zangoose.

Stacey grinned as Sarah came over, then turned to Ally.  "Shwe wiww bwe!" he said confidently, heading inside. "I'm not letting you outta my sight again," Ziona replied to Seviper, grabbing him and leaping out of the way just as the robots fist came down, narrowly getting both clear.

Wait,.... Surtr is popular?  That cardboard cutout of a villain is popular?   *sighs*

"She'ww bwe inswide!" Stacey added, pointing towards the hole in the wall. "SEVIPER!" cried Ziona, hurrying towards him as the robot prepared for another blow.

"Sawah!  Whewe awe you gowing?" called Stacey as he ran inside. "When does he not," called back Ziona to Zangoose. As if in responses, a large, bulky robot launched itself towards Seviper with surprising agility, aiming a blow at his head.