2016.09.02
Sonic yelled out in pain, slamming into the base of a tree after being flung back by the mech-wielding snake. Even the supersonic hedgehog only had time to flinch as Lyric lunged at him -- and slammed to the ground a few feet short. Jerking his head up, the hedgehog looked past his opponent and to his ally, currently winding the end of the snake’s tail around a tree with the help of a very thick braid of vines.
“You-- What do you think you’re doing?!” the ancient demanded.
The bat smirked, spitting blood onto the ground. “ᗩ ᗰᗩGIᑕIᗩᑎ ᗪOᕮᔕ ᑎOT ᖇᕮᐯᕮᗩᒪ Oᑎᕮ’ᔕ TᖇIᑕKᔕ, Yᕮᔕ?~”
Face contorting with a hiss of rage, Lyric launched upright and towards Blush, the spy quickly throwing herself into a back-handspring to avoid. But before the snake could reach his target, a certain pink heroine’s hammer slammed into the glass dome surrounding his head. The entire clearing resonated with the glass’s CRACK as he was thrown backwards, Amy landing lightly on the grass before Lyric slammed into the dirt.
“Team Sonic: two. Lyric: zero.”
“I could have handled it,” Sonic replied, standing up and walking over to his smirking teammate. “So Cliff is--”
“Safe.”
The trio of mobians turned at the fourth voice, a red-striped hedgehog pushing through the underbrush with the sandy yellow archaeologist slung over their shoulders. The elder mobian looked perfectly healthy, besides a few bloody mats of fur and the obvious fact of him being unconscious.
Blush gave a low whistle, walking over and helping her “sister” take the treasure hunter off her shoulders. “ᕮᐯᕮᑎ I ᗩᗰ Iᗰᑭᖇᕮᔕᔕᕮᗪ TᕼIᔕ TIᗰᕮ, ᔕᕼᗩᗪOᗯ.”
“--I knew it!”
Both travelers winced slightly at Sonic’s sudden exclamation, the bat realizing her slip much too late. The duo turned to the hedgehogs, both obviously awaiting an answer.
“You were too similar to Shadow not to be him,” Amy agreed, hammer thankfully resting against the ground. “But you don’t act like him, either... So what’s up? Did you finally decide to give up fighting Sonic, or what?”
The solider sighed, bringing up a hand to brush away what little stone dust was left on his ears from the crumbling ruins. How the hell do you even explain--
“Tᕼᕮᑎ I ᔕᑌᑭᑭOᔕᕮ YOᑌ ᔕᕼOᑌᒪᗪ ᖴIᑎᗪ YOᑌᖇ ᔕᕼᗩᗪOᗯ ᗩᑎᗪ ᗩᔕK ᕼIᗰ Tᕼᕮᑎ, Yᕮᔕ?”
He turned to his partner, the bat smirking with a hand on her hip as Sonic and Amy turned to each other, perplexed. Looking at her friend and winking, “Blush” waved the striped hedgehog to follow her.
“ᗯᕮᒪᒪ, GOOᗪᗷYᕮ Tᕼᕮᑎ YOᑌ ᗷOTᕼ. IT ᗯᗩᔕ ᖴᑌᑎ~”
“Wait!” Sonic objected, turning as they walked past him. “You’re just leaving? Not even gonna stick around for a ‘thank you’?”
The spy smirked again, spinning back to the heroes but not stopping her stride. “IT Iᔕ ᗩᔕ YOᑌ ᔕᗩIᗪ; ᒪYᖇIᑕ: ᘔᕮᖇO. Tᕮᗩᗰ ᔕOᑎIᑕ: TᗯO.”
