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The Sonic Chronicles: The Robotnik Wars
Dramatis Personae
The Freedom Fighters
Sonic the Hedgehog (male mobian, age 15)
Sally Acorn (female mobian, age 15)
Miles "Tails" Prower (male mobian, age 12)
Sasha Acorn (female mobian, age 11)
Robert (male human, age 15)
Rotor Tusker (male mobian, age 16)
Bunnie Rabbot (female mobian, age 15)
Antoine D’Coolette (male mobian, age 15)
Geoffrey St. John (male mobian, age 18)
Lupe (female mobian, age 17, leader of The Wolf Pack)
Chaotix
Knuckles the Echidna (male, age 15)
Julie-Su (female, age 15)
Vector (male, age 16)
Espio (male, age 15)
Mighty (male, age 16)
Charmy (male, age 14)
Archimedes (male, age ??)
Civilians in Echidnaopolis
Lara-Le (female, age 35)
Constable Remington (male, age 25)
Robotnik’s Forces
Julian Ivo Robotnik (male human, age ?)
Snivley (male human, age 25?)
Princess Sally Alicia Acorn sat on the large log that faced the Ring Pool and brooded. The magical pond emitted a faint glimmering light which helped to alleviate some of the gloom, as the stars and moons were barely visible through the pollution in the sky.
“BOO!” yelled a voice behind her. Sally shot a full two feet into the air and her scream could be heard in broadest Knothole.
“DON’T EVER DO THAT TO ME AGAIN YOU SPINEY JERK!!” she screamed into the face of Sonic the Hedgehog.
“Sorry Sal couldn’t resist. You never heard me comin’ did ya?
“You… you… you…” but Sally couldn’t find the words, instead she sank down on the log. She wrapped her arms around herself and shuddered. Tonight, several of their fellow Freedom Fighters had been captured following a raid on one of Robotnik’s factories, including the old man called Cat.
She sighed. They’d barley been able to damage Robotnik in the last two months and even though Sonic had led a mission to get their comrades back, it was unlikely he would totally succeed. It was all starting to get so hopeless.
We’ll never defeat Robotnik, she thought. Freedom Fighter groups have been fighting him for the last ten years and we’ve done what? Blown up a few factories and labs that can easily be rebuilt a few months later? What have we really accomplished?
She buried her face in her hands, knowing that the last few years hadn’t just been a rebellion but a fight for survival.
“Hey Sal you haven’t been into to my chili-dogs have you?” said Sonic but Sally just aimed a withering tear-stained look at him.
“I’m sorry Sal. I was just trying to…”
“It’s ok Sonic,” said Sally, “ I was just… feeling the strain of it all. How did you do?”
Sonic shook his head. “We managed to get most of them out but the rest were gone… including Cat.” Sonic’s fist shook as he clenched it. Sally buried her face in her hands, tears threatening to overwhelm her once again at the news that Old Man Cat, the one who had taught most of them how to be Freedom Fighters, was very likely now one of Robotnik's mechanical slaves.
“We just barely got inside in the fist place and had to leave under threat of SWAT-Bot interference. I swear Sal, we need to get into more of those factories and put a dent in the Bot population.” Sally hung her head.
“Even if we could, which is doubtful, what would it accomplish? The other factories will just make more,” she said, notes of defeat creeping into her voice, “at this point it will probably be our children or grandchildren who defeat Robotnik. And by then there might not be enough of Mobius left to save. Or maybe Robotnik will stop fooling around and finally send an army to finish us off. He told me once that he keeps giving us chances to escape because we… amuse him.” She then began to cry.
“Sal,” said Sonic gripping her shoulders. Although usually carefree and cavalier in attitude Sonic could be deadly serious when it was warranted.
“Sal… Sal look at me! I know its been tough these last few months. And sure, we’ve been at this for a few years now,” a fierce passionate fire burned in his eyes, “but I don’t care if it takes 20 or 30 years, WE WILL DEFEAT ROBOTNIK! And I WILL be there when he goes down! ‘Cause I plan to be the one who does it!”
“Sonic… how is it that you always know just how to cheer me up when I begin to lose faith?” she said, smiling up at him and wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.
“Well if wasn’t for your coveted rank of ‘princess’, I would be in charge of this whole operation! I would take all of our Freedom Fighters and go in there and give old blubber bolts a piece of our minds,” Sonic picked up a stick and began to wave it around like a sword, “fighting with the force of a hundred mobians!” Sally clamped a hand on Sonic’s mouth
“Thank you Sonic. You’ve helped more than you know. I just wish that we could get some sort of… decisive advantage against Robotnik. The other Freedom Fighter groups are too far spread and too few in numbers to be of great help. I just wish we could get… an edge,” she said. Sonic put his arms around her.
“I’m sure we’ll get it sooner or later. I believe we will. Now come on, everyone’s waiting to see you,” said Sonic, leading her away from the ring pool.
“You know if you really want my job, it’s up for grabs,” she said playfully.
“Yeah right. You really think I’m that stupid?” said Sonic as he raced off. As Sally made to follow him, she turned around and suddenly, for some reason, she saw a star appear and glow briefly yellow, and then fade away gain. She didn’t have time to wonder what it was or meant when Sonic’s voice yelled for her to come. She took one last look skyward and then ran off to join the rest of the Freedom Fighters.