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Invasion of Chaos: Chapter 17Chapter 17: Sweet revenge
I just dont get it. Tails buried his face in his hands, staring What went wrong? The connection shouldnt have gone off at all.
Probably because the connection didnt go off at all, little buddy. Ive got the feeling something mustve disturbed him. Sonic did his best to cheer him up And to tell you the truth, theres something strange about this place. I just couldnt shake off the feeling that were being watched this whole time. I mean, who knows? Maybe something will bust through the door this very moment or through the roof.
For a moment he giggled, but he soon turned silence. Something bumped just above their heads, letting a loud noise. The blue hedgehog stepped in front of the little fox to shield him. The bumping continued to circle aground them, until is suddenly stopped on the vent opening. It became silent for a brief moment, but that even louder and harder bum
Invasion of Chaos: Chapter 16Chapter 16: Faking assassin
After everyone left to look for source of unknown power, Bio woke up from his long nap, only to find a pink hedgehog and an orange echidna girl, sitting by his side.
"W-what happened? W-here is everyone?" he asked, confusingly turning aground.
"Shadow brought you here after the stunt you pulled. You're lucky to be alive." Amy said and crossed her arms "And there's no way we're telling you where he is. Shadow told us you can use Chaos Control without an emerald."
"Yeah? Than I'll just go and find him m- OUCH!" he cried, when he tried to move and his back hurt like hell.
"You're too weak to go anywhere. Please, go back to bed." Tikal asked him.
Bio growled behind his teeth:
"Fine. But only until I get better."
The two girls got relived, hoping that that would be enough time until the guys return.
"Sonic, please, come as soon as possible." Amy sighed, when she looked through the window that was overlooking the Sahara Desert.
Elsewhere, Tails and the
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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