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Dreaming Mobius: Bk 2 Chp 10Chaotix part 3Dreaming Mobius: Bk 2 Chp 10
The machines were just as fast as he remembered the original Metallix to be, and the fact that there were three of them made him wonder how they were going to deal with them if there was a factory making them.
Mighty swung his fist at the machine that had engaged him, but it easily dodged as it hammered at his ribs. He was driven back, winded, and saw the chameleon fighting. The purple scaled reptile seemed to be carefully dancing with his machine, dodging its punches and kicks while leaping about unpredictably whenever the machines speed became so great that it was invisible to the naked eye. This di
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Dreaming Mobius: Bk 2 Chp 9Chaotix: Part 2Dreaming Mobius: Bk 2 Chp 9
Ivo Robotnik awoke as pain arced through him. He began to move, only to be suffer again, although this time he recognised the source of the pain; a massive jolt of electricity.
"Obviously, you've grasped the nature of your situation, doctor." A familiar mechanical voice drawled. The human jerked his head up painfully to see the form of a machine he thought destroyed.
"M3Ta11ix!" He growled as the machine slapped him hard enough to cause his vision to blur. As his head snapped round he saw two other robots, identical in appearance to the machine he'd created.
"That is not the
by ~Orumon
Dreaming Mobius: Bk 2 Chp 8Chaotix: Part 1Dreaming Mobius: Bk 2 Chp 8
Knuckles had taken about a day to reach the port town of Newtrogic. The jungle cleared to reveal tightly packed metal buildings, most of which, Knuckles assumed, were either domiciles for the town’s inhabitants or factories for the fleet. The echidna crouched atop a branch within the trees, his presence concealed from any inhabitants below. Although concern for the Master Emerald nagged at him he continued to survey the ground, surprised (but relieved) to find a distinct lack of anything remotely resembling life. There weren’t even robots within the streets.
They could be working at the fact
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Dreaming Mobius: Bk 2 Chp 7They were lost, the orange furred fox thought bitterly to himself as he and Amy supported Ray while they were making their way through the outskirts of Robotropolis. Sonic had departed, stating that he had to check which safe house his siblings were using at the moment, and had told them to make their way into the city. Unfortunately, he hadn’t returned and now the fox was certain that they were going to wander these streets until they died.Dreaming Mobius: Bk 2 Chp 7
Tails wrinkled his nose and tried very hard to take shallow breaths. Unfortunately, every once in a while his lungs decided they needed to be properly filled and breath in a full measure
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