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I ground to a halt, I was back in the woods, the climate was warmer too. What was more, just ahead was a mountain plated in diamond. I hefted the unconscious man up a bit and walked up to it. There was no way this was a natural structure. I made a very precise warp and found myself inside a long tunnel. There were a couple of people around, who just stared at me. One ran off quickly and the other moved towards me.
“Kuonji, Ukyo.” She said, holding her hand out. He was tall for a human female, her hair fell to about her waist and she was wearing a short cut blue robe. Most notably though was the enormous spatula strapped to her backside. “Let me help you with that.” She said, hefting the unconscious man onto her shoulders. “The first aid stations are this way.” A little baffled, I followed her.
“Vegeta!?” One of women helping out was quite audible when we arrived. She had short blue hair, and was wearing a lab coat. “What happened to him?” She looked from Ukyo down to me. “It was you wasn't it?”
“Bulma please.”
“You little furballs are all over the place.”
“Bulma he was carrying Vegeta in when I found him.” She shot me a nasty look, then turned away quietly. I could feel a bad atmosphere filling the room and backed out.
“So you finally made it?” I heard a familiar cocky voice. Behind me was what I always considered to be nature's irony. Sonic the Hedgehog. I had been built to use the Chaos Emerald's power, he was born to; and it always bothered me. Then again he always bothered me regardless.
“I was busy.”
“You always are. What'd you find out?”
“Eggman's alive, and holding some sort of sway over this whole ordeal.”
“I didn't think Eggman had the tools to do something like this.” I heard a smaller voice pipe up from behind Sonic. His constant companion, a yellow furred fox with two tails named oddly enough Tails.
“I don't think he did. It sounded like he was working for someone else. But I think he knows we're alive now and has a new batch of bots for us.”
“For the best then, I'm getting tired of cutting through hollow steel.” Sonic said. “Which reminds me, I'm on the next scouting group. See you.”
“Let's go get you a room then.” Tails said, grabbing me by the arm.
“I'd rather not stay.” I took my arm back.
“It's a war zone out there, no one is allowed to leave unless its to scout for food and survivors. We have a lot of innocent people here and we need all the strength we can get.” I sighed, he had hit my one major weak spot. I had promised Maria I would protect this place.
“Fine, then I would talk to your technical crew, I found some information they might find interesting.” I pulled out a small memory drive I had found in that first console. Tails grabbed at it.
“I'll take it to them, some of them are none to happy with... well us Mobians at least.”
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