Waking by Hannah Peel.
What do we do now by Brendan Angelides, Eskmo.
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Gloved hands twitched in anticipation. Ears strained and swerved sharply to draw in any sound. Shaky breaths escaped dry lips as sky blue quills stood on end. The hedgehog basked in neon green light, eyes cast upon the three dots blinking back down at him. Beyond the walls that separated him from an agonising demise, machines of metal and wire clawed at the barricaded doors and crashed themselves against the steel.

Charles Hedgehog stood entirely present beyond Emperor Robotnik's control system, currently applying his intelligence towards hacking a way into the mad doctors computers. Alas, such a simple word as "EGG" gifted him access to what the machine held.

His theory was proven correct, for the computer controlled all machinery sent to attack wherever his family were situated. A list lined one side of the screen- holding labels of a range of robots and images respectively. Beside that a sky view of a destroyed city below presented itself, with an ocean of mobians and robots alike charging into one another. Flames of disaster swallowed any means of construction whole, leaving mere echoes of history behind. Charles experimentally slid the mouse across a thin pad which enabled him to see a new perspective- one of dozens of flying machinery that dropped countless of robots below.

These robots, Charles had come to learn, were collectively named Badniks- differing names belonging to each type. The uncle scanned across the many flashing buttons and painted levers that scattered themselves over the desk space, eyes soon landing on arrow shaped keys. With an exhale and jump that belonged to the machines outside, he pressed the left arrow which switched his camera's view to another situated elsewhere.

This one appeared to be on ground level, facing a castle like structure (one that surely stood glorious amongst the city before this attack). With growing desperation and hope to find his family, Charles pushed a red lever forward. Thus, whatever he was controlling began progressing ahead.

"Sweet Gaia...." He breathed.

With the realisation at his fingertips, Charles pressed what he assumed to be a shift key which brought whatever was moving into a sprint. If he could find the others, with the position he was in they surely stood a better chance at being victorious. If his family were here that is. He shook his head swiftly and fought through the swarm of Badniks, using a range of keys to deliver attacks. There wasn't time for doubt, after all Robotnik had informed the uncle he would be traveling towards the Hedgehogs' location. Whether that information could be trusted was up for debate, but even so helping out this battle was better than doing nothing.

Thus, time progressed. Seconds ticked after the other and Charles' attacks stepped in line after the previous. The doors keeping his killers at bay sounded to be weakening, with the robots' lunges increasing in volume. The uncle was sweating, taking deep breaths as shaky fingers forced the machine he controlled to near the Castle's vast staircase.

With missiles flying overhead, machines bursting into flame and mobians falling to their knees, Charles begun upward. As he reached the entrance doors, he could gather the sounds of battle within. Gun shots, bangs, shouts and tumbles. The left door of the double set was left open about a quarter of the way, enough for someone to sneak inside. So, the sky blue hedgehog took the opportunity to enter into what could only be named chaos.

Fires had started to creep up the walls, flashes of projectiles scattered his view, thuds of heavy metal footsteps charged left right and centre. Dust trickled down from above as the structures rubble began to crumble, occasionally crashing and taking some Badniks with it. Glass exploded from the upper floor, decorating the floor below as more machines came charging through. But, amongst all the mayhem Charles could hear the shouts of mobians above.

He hurried further within and let the stairs guide his perspective to the higher floor. There, he discovered his brother who had just accepted the help from a uniformed human. A well dressed (despite the grime and tears) chipmunk (with a double take Charles realised that was the King) standing guard at their side. Even further a lavender hedgehog took the lead in directing their group away from the stairs, swinging a large shield towards a nearing gathering of robots. She then slowed to hold a small blue hoglet who previously was carried by an unfamiliar rabbit, the latter whom also held a little chipmunk. Just behind them an older female chipmunk carried a younger of the same breed and a curled green hoglet.

On the other side of the screen, Charles stood frozen. With glassy eyes and hands covering his muzzle, he let the groups appearances and expressions sink in. Top to bottom in dirt, bruises, cuts and scratches. Clothes torn and muddy. Eyes dark and haunted, with hidden determination (or desperation, Charles preferred the former) beneath. But just as a tear settled in the corner of his eye, a brilliant blue streak zoomed across the hall above. Robot parts zooming backwards as wires and scrap dropped to the floor.

"Olgilvie...?" The uncle murmured, resting his hands back on the controls as the group upward began to run.

A brief moment of panic washed over him prior to Charles moving the robot after them in a sprint. He attacked more than he dodged, which caused shards of metal and sparks to pop off the machine. Still, he progressed and swerved to charge down the hallway. However, his progress was abruptly halted as Badniks begun to charge for him.

I have to reach my family, Charles internally mused and stormed towards the swarm. With brutal attacks and terrible swings, the uncle noticed Jules watch in bewilderment. This was his chance. Letting the machines around him explode and tumble, he began hurrying towards his brother who only looked fearful- even looking away to sprint faster.

"Wait!" Charles called and reached forward with the Badniks arm.

Panic and dread started to creep in as he watched Bernadette and the female chipmunk rush to close the door. The uncle narrowly caught Jules skid to Olgilvie who lay on the floor prior to being shunned out. Robots from below began to rush up the stairs, some that had been fought previously attempted at standing back up and more who Charles had blocked entry from seemed to start shooting at the doors.

His shoulders slacked as he heard something heavy slide between the door handles on the other side of the Castle doors. Seconds slipped by and with a deep exhale he shook his head. He couldn't- wouldn't give up. He was too far in, and his family needed him. This city needed them- they needed his brother.

Thus, he charged.

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Abraham Towers spun his gun and eyed the doors cautiously, taking internal note of the bangs beyond. He continued to let King Maximilian and Jules converse beside one of the damaged windows. Bernie behind him coddled a whining Olgilvie with Vanilla silently keeping the other children close. Alicia had retrieved Jules' sword and now stood a little distance behind the new GUN commander, eyes in slits and stuck on the barricaded doors.

Well, doors that were once barricaded.

"Watch out!" Abraham roared and leaped out the way as the large wooden rectangles flew off their hinges- smothered in flame.

Alicia rushed towards the children, Vanilla and Bernie. The last choosing to stand beside the Queen with arms raised. King Max whirled around and simultaneously drew his sword as Abraham raised his gun. Jules watched thick dust slide away from the thrones exit to lay eyes on a Badnik. One in poor condition with sparks of electricity popping off and oil spurting out of it. Tarnished limbs dragged rather tiredly as the machine staggered in, lifting an arm with wires snaking out towards the blue father.

At the sound of a gun clicking, Jules waved a hand hurriedly. "Wait!"

Abraham whirled to look at the hedgehog. "What?! Why!"

Jules gestured past the robot, where much of it's brethren lay in dismantled parts. Like blood, oil stretched across the floor. Flames wrapped around much of the machinery (accurately aimed towards the Badniks at that) and limbs lay separated from their chassis.

"This...Badnik helped us." The blue father murmured, almost sounding as if he were trying to convince himself too.

"Why?" Alicia jolted the sword at the machine, demanding an answer- if even possi-

"Iskrrt Charles!" Came a statical, glitchy voice.

But Jules recognised the tone, thus he neared warily. Suspicion and hope whirling within him. He desperately wanted to believe that claim were true, however he very much knew this could be a cruel trap set up by Robotnik. It wasn't unheard of that the emperor mercilessly crushed his own machines when they made a mistake, to him anyway. But, maybe....

"How do we know that's true?"

Noticing no malice in that tone, the badniks arms lowered. Optics almost fixated on the beaten up father. It did acknowledge the other adults group with the hedgehog though, therefore metal shoulders still raised tensely.

"Tell us something only Charles world know." Bernie ordered, gripping her partners arm slowly.

There came a humorous snort from the badnik, almost sounding organic if it weren't for the hiccups in communication.

"You, Jules, used tskrrt call me something when wskrrt were younger. A nickname. So instead of Julian I callskrrt you by one too. You remember what you usskrrt to call me?"

On the other side of flickering optics, Charles waited for a moment. He gripped the edge of the desk as if his life were on the line. Despite the bangs and crashes beyond locked doors, he smiled for he could see a glassy layer wash over his brother eyes.

"It was Chuck." The uncle laughed.

"Uncle Charles!" Three little hoglets cheered as Jules brought the badnik deeper into the room, allowing Abraham to stand watch by the archway.

Bernie hugged her children close, "Uncle Charles is a little...hurt at the moment." She eyed the sparks and wires of damage lacing the Badnik. "Let's get him fixed before we give him lost of hugs okay?" Still, she smiled up at her brother-in-law.

"Can we call him Uncle Chuck?" Olgilvie asked, bringing his father into laughter and causing the uncle to groan.

"Absolutely." Jules answered and grinned.

"It's an honour to meet you, Charles." Queen Alicia tucked her arms behind her back. "Sort of." She added with a chuckle.

"Chaos. Queen and King Acorn. It's mskrrt pleasure!"

"You can call 'em Alicia and Max, brother." The blue father rested an arm on the King's shoulder, who's eyes rolled.

"You speak as if that came easy for you, Jules."

Charles laughed on the other end before one of his Badniks arms was taken by the female rabbit, offering support.

"Vanilla." She smiled and followed the King and Jules who traipsed towards the same window as before.

"How'd you do it then?" The uncle's impatient sister-in-law asked from behind.

Charles snorted. "This? Oh just a little hiskrrt and chase."

"Ay?" Jules raised an eye ridge.

"Broke free from my...." The uncle watched three hoglets rush by him to catch up to their father. "Special room. Then made mskrrt way conveniently to Robotnik's control room. Iskrrt barricaded myself in here now, where I unlocked his computers and took controskrrt of this Badnik here."

"Sweet Gaia." King Max murmured.

"And how'd you know where to find us?" Bernie asked as the group came to a stop.

The uncle laughed. "Luck, I think. I logged on anskrrt boom. I could see...well...that."

Eyes turned forward to where a soon to be wasteland was below. The continuous scene of battle. Death, destruction and tragedy. Mobians and Badniks crashed into each other with more of the latter raining from above. Without Robotnik's booming cackle it was rather eerily quiet, except for the distant steel clashes, screams and slightly louder explosions.

"Thought you could uskrrt my help." Charles muttered.

"Got any smart ideas or clever plans?" Jules faced his brother, accepting his sword from Alicia.

"Thankfully, I do. Guess sitting arouskrrt doing nothing for a couple o' days can be useful." The uncle snorted whilst pointing up at the blood red sky.

Jules and King Max followed, eyes landing on the dozens of flying vehicles that swarmed from above. Robotnik's symbol plastered all over, the same one that flags underneath proudly flaunted.

"If we can get intskrrt the main blip, we can find Robotnik. Shut dowskrrt his and we take out the others."

"Sounds like a job for your best warrior." Jules saluted and smirked.

"Glad you think so, 'cause I waskrrt gonna send you anyways." The uncle chuckled.

"So we break Robotnik's toys from above. How do we get there? Which one even is he in?" Bernie began pacing.

Charles faced away from the outside, looking at the group within the Throne Room. "I'll tracskrrt down where he is."

"We could use a cannon. Ya know, shoot me up there?" Jules suggested and the badnik gave a thumps up.

"And what about that?" King Max gestured towards the fight below.

"Can't Mister Charles control the other Badniks too?" Sally offered, standing beside Olgilvie who's eyes widened.

"That's a very clever idea young Ma'am!" The uncle praised. "Right. So I'll hack and break 'em. It'll take a bit though, so I won't be able to stay here and chat."

Jules twirled his sword in hand, "Be careful then."

"Someone had better go down there and let Tig Stripe know, yes?" Vanilla settled herself with the other children.

Alicia saluted. "Me and Abraham can handle that."

"You be safe too. Me and Bernadette here can retrieve a cannon for Jules." King Max held the grip of his sword.

The lavender mother popped a shoulder as she stretched, "Sounds like fun."

"Awesome! We all know what we're doing then?" Charles lowered the badnik carefully.

Sally and Olgilvie shared a glance before bouncing with large smiles, "Let's do it to it!"

The adults looked with humour prior to echoing the same call. And thus, they separated to take back their home.

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With warnings to stay careful, the children huddled close to Vanilla who watched the loosely barricaded doors (scraps of Badniks and broken doors utilised to give them slight cover, though offering space for Bernie and King Max to return). The soon-to-be mother held a dagger tightly in her hands, gifted to her by Abraham Towers. Olgilvie and Elias not too close to one of the damaged windows used pieces of rubble and pretended to fight the other. Manic clapping and sitting beside them, smiling in oblivious entertainment. Sonia paced a little in front of Vanilla, chewing her lip and occasionally glancing at the rather weak barricade.

"Something wrong Vanilla?" Sally asked, patiently sitting beside the adult.

"Hmm?" Vanilla looked down at the curious (or maybe worried) chipmunk. "Oh, just waiting honey."

"For?"

"King Max and Bernie."

Sally watched the rabbit face the boarded up arch again and tilted her head. She thought for a moment, took in her surroundings and then made an 'o' shape with her mouth.

"I'm sure Mister Chocola is okay, Vanilla. He's a really good fighter!" She smiled.

"I-...." The adult faced the young princess again. "I sure hope so little one." She patted the chipmunks red hair.

"Dad!" Sonia rushed towards the arch as soon as she saw her father, who greeted her with open arms.

"Anything?" Vanilla asked, raising herself slowly (hand on her hurting stomach).

Jules approached, Sonia in one arm and sword gripped by his other hand. He watched Olgilvie slightly awkwardly lift Manic prior to the three reaching the rest of the group.

"Nothing yet. They had quite a bit to go though. I doubt cannons are very common to find in a castle." He chuckled.

"The Armoury is pretty far." Sally stood and dusted herself.

"Mama...." Manic whimpered worriedly.

"She's alright big guy." Jules assured.

Olgilvie's ears twitched at that moment and he looked towards their makeshift barricade, hearing wheels. Bernie and King Max then burst in through the side, knocking some scrap over prior to leaning on a dusty cannon. Panting and with a shaky thumbs up, Bernie patted on it's barrel.

Vanilla brought a smiling Manic into her arms, "Is that big enough?"

Jules tried not to take offence and lowered Sonia in advance to circling the large piece of artillery. "When I'm curled up it should be."

"Not with your sword." King Max gestured to said item.

"I won't bring it then."

"And how will you protect yourself up there?" Bernie crossed her arms.

The blue father glanced at a shutdown Badnik that leaned limply against the farthest wall, then bit his lip.

"Dad doesn't need a sword." Olgilvie intervened and grinned.

"Honey-."

"Absolutely right, Little Buddy." Jules patted his eldest sons head.

"There's likely to be something up there too."  Sonia rested her hand on her hip. "Just in case."

"Which one did Uncle Chuck say it was?" Olgilvie dashed towards the completely smashed window they had broken moments before everyone parted.

King Max and Bernie steered the cannon towards the hole, following Jules. Vanilla tailed them from behind, holding Elias' hand who did the same with Sonia. Sally approached the cobalt hoglet and pointed skyward.

"That one. In the middle." Or, the largest one with the most blinking lights that probably meant weapons.

"Pretty good spot, if you're trying to reach him from the same level." Jules snickered.

"Fits his ego." Olgilvie's eyes squinted, partly due to wind. Sally giggled and brushed her hair from her face in reply.

"You ready hun?" Bernie questioned, standing back from the artillery piece.

"Ready as I'll ever be." Jules hugged the three hoglets in advance to approaching the back lid, one that King Max opened.

Vanilla attempted at hiding a smile from the father's expression. "Big enough when you're curled up, right?"

"...a tight squeeze maybe."

"Never said it'd be comfortable." King Max patted Jules' back. "Good luck."

With a swallow, Jules handed his sword to his partner (pecking her cheek) and rolled up into a spiky ball. The King caught him and carefully pushed the hedgehog into the ignition chamber, muttering many apologies. He stepped back with a grimace, noting Jules' grumbles and clear discomfort. The bore itself was just big enough, offering no wiggle room.

"Win for us Jules." With a slightly pained yell for a response, King Maximilian shut the lid.

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A sword clashed with a metal fist whilst a bruised leg swung to take the Badnik off it's feet. As it stumbled, a gun shot boomed and burst through it's head, shards of metal dancing off. No time was wasted as the pair swiftly continued on, swerving to avoid bombs and Robians and gun shots blasting at other upcoming enemies. At the moment, more fallen mobians and destroyed machines scattered across the battleground. There was more sludgy mud than grass and dozens of groups of flames reached for the sky. Behind the two, walls of past buildings and tree trunks crashed to the ground.

"Where did you say he was?" Alicia steered herself closer to Abraham, who reloaded his gun.

"Rounding up any remaining civilians. Then taking the fight to Robotnik."

"So, the Front Border."

"The Front Border." He confirmed.

Alicia merely hummed and looked ahead, growing suspicious at the darkening ground. She gripped the sword in her hand firmly prior to facing upward, gasping at the vast Robotnik Fleet overhead. The Egg Carrier amongst them, according to Charles that was where Robotnik himself was situated.

"Queen Alicia! Focus!" Abraham commanded and pointed ahead when the chipmunk turned to him.

Mobians ran further from them, using any weapon they found previously. They continued to meet the much larger army of Badniks, attempting to avoid killing as many Robians as possible. However, that effort was usually met in their own demise. The remaining cannons were utilised against badniks that came from above, thus giving Alicia an idea.

"You find Tig! I'm gonna convene with the ones using the cannons!" She called to Abraham, simultaneously ducking from an opposing attack.

"What?!" The new commander shot the Badnik, letting it crash with it's spazzing limbs. "Why?!"

"Trust me!" The Queen sped off without another word, sliding between a pair of Badnik legs in advance to pouncing up in a sprint.

The commander frowned prior to gunning down another Badnik, then kicking a Robian out the way. He had been warned about mobian...habits. "Reckless and first-minded creatures" amongst many other things people would tell him. Perhaps there was some truth to those claims. Either way, Robotnik was his top concern at the moment. He had to-

"Commander!" Tig Stripe called from nearby up ahead, in the process of removing his sword from the chassis of a Badnik.

Careless was another. For what kind of leader would sacrifice those not ready to fight?

"We got into contact with Charles." Abraham stood back to back with the other, speaking quickly. "He's going to disarm the Badniks down here. Keep fighting, but be wary. They may start dropping like flies soon."

"I-...understood sir!"

Meanwhile, Alicia skidded and soon drove her sword into the ground to stop herself, reaching her destination. She presently crouched beside a frightened looking pair who tightly held onto a cannon that aimed skyward.

"Q-Queen Alicia!" One of them, a sheep, greeted, eyes glued onto Badniks above.

"Don't be frightened. We've got a plan, everything will be okay. I need you two to do me a favour."

"Y-yes?" The other, a bear, gulped.

"Take this sword. Reach the others who're using cannons too and inform them to aim for the Eggpods."

"E-Eggpods Ma'am?"

"Those smaller ships surrounding that one in the middle." She pointed towards the Egg Carrier.

"They're dropping Badniks and bombs." She followed one of the former down to the ground. "Take them out using the cannons. Tell-."

The three jumped as continuous thuds boomed around them. They watched as Badniks begun to spasm and erupt, one after the other. Mobians amongst them panicked and ran, yet when Tig Stripe or Abraham met a collective they continued on. Robians stalled to take note prior to progressing with the fight, albeit at a quicker pace.

Alicia gripped a shoulder each of the pairs, "Go! Go tell the others! I'll stay here but go!" They hesitated, so she shoved the sword into one of their arms. "Now!"

Thus, they scrambled up and ran. The Queen took a deep exhale and shoved a spherical projectile into the artillery, then shut it and allowed it to zoom for the sky. She watched it go before jumping again at the distant sound of a fired cannon. Whirling around her eyes landed on the castle, where smoke poured out from one of the holes and a dark blue ball shot straight for the Egg Carrier.

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Zooming through heavy smoke and wind without any bearings of his surroundings started to make Jules feel a little queasy. So, when he blasted through metal and crash landed on steel he took that as a positive.

Still, he sprawled out with a groan and shook his head to get his sight to focus. Mere seconds he lay there watching the black ceiling, neon red streaks of light lining it. Then with a groan he sat up and popped his shoulders whilst stretching. Though his movements came to a mindless stop when he became aware of his surroundings. Large yellow circles with red slits on the walls blew out strong gusts of warm air, leading up to grey stairs and an iron vault door.

Jules looked over his shoulder to see a similar scene, except there were two steel rectangles at the end. He chose to walk that direction, stifling coughs from the polluted air pouring into this space. Surprised an alarm hadn't boomed from his break in yet, the father cautiously rested a hand on the left single door.

"Robotnik tends to look over details anyways." He spoke to himself in a whisper and cracked open the entryway.

Within lay a glass flooring with countless of wires and mechanical tubes underneath. Neon green screens stood in a line on the right side and large red boxes on the other, with a ramp leading to stairs which met with a steel platform. Sat on top appeared to be some sort of secondary control system. Dark grey walls with yellow and red pillars kept everything protected inside. Overall the vast room had a toxic green hue.

Jules' quills sharpened on instinct and he entered, head spinning to take as much in as possible. His fists clenched and stretched and he breathed heavily. Ears twitched and stood ready as he reached the ramp.

"Destroying this'll be easy. Though I expected something...more." His eyes stitched together in thought but he ascended nevertheless.

The control system itself had the same colour scheme, with red, yellow, green and grey. Buttons of the same variation blinked up at him, with lesser levers squeezed in between. He cracked his knuckles, rotated his head, wiggled his fingers prior to leaping up and rolling into a sharp sphere. With a roar he collided with the system and repeated the process until the entire thing exploded.

Smoke and metal pieces flew off with him, the impact even sending him through the ceiling. Sharp sections of spruce plank joined the collection and he rolled across the new locations floor. He groaned and held his head, using his other arm to prop himself up. With blurry vision he watched smoke rise through the hole and heard the distant blast of an alarm. He shot up, shook his head and sharply inhaled when he realised he was outside.

His surroundings were too much to consider, but he swiftly saw multiple runways prior to spinning around. Wooden planks led up to large red pillars that held a spherical glass room. White platforms stuck out from it's top, holding machine guns that shot at...cannon balls?

He whirled again to see dozens of Eggpods exploding and lesser cannon projectiles flying past. He rubbed his eyes and faced the colossal green and round space again, feeling a rise of hope and determination. Beyond it he could just about make out a vast white cube that stood above everything else, little windows wrapped around it's upper centre. He suspected that was where Robotnik was.

Despite how desperate he was to kick the Emperor into Space, he looked around the deck to try and locate where he could cause more destruction. Alas, with his back turned against the green sphere a deafening crash of the glass thundered in his ears.

"Chaos...." He swallowed and turned to stand opposing a colossal Badnik. Something new and definitely terrifying.

"Ahhhhhh Jules." Robotnik's, well, robotic tone hissed. "I should've known it was you who came to crash my victory. Alas, it is now your demise."

"I've taken you down before Robuttnik! I'll do it again!" He crouched with arms outstretched.

"Ro-what?!"

"A name my son likes to call you! Now, give me your best shot!"

"You're no match for my Eggrobo, Fool!"

Jules' eyes widened that second as one of the colossal machines' hands fired towards him. A barrage of fireballs launching from it and smashing to the ground below, following a running Jules who searched for an opening. The mech itself resembled Robotnik freakishly accurately, just with a lighter colour scheme. It possessed a spherical torso with a pair of yellow, triangular markings extending from it's collar.

The hedgehog grabbed onto a red pillar and spun himself around to get a better look at the machine. He noticed a purple, circular light in it's centre, a straight recess down it's front and a lower grey section (accompanied with a line of green lights). Jules yelped and skidded prior to running a different route from narrowly missing more fireballs, yet the hand easily followed.

He glanced back at the dome-shaped head and back flipped, zooming over the hand. With a small victory he heard Robotnik angrily curse prior to the mechs other hand shooting off it's socket. Jules grumbled as more fireballs rained down towards him, thus he ran straight for the Eggrobo. He soon stuck his tongue out at the mechs face before sliding between it's legs, flapping it's cape away from him with his arms.

The blue father collided with another pillar with his shoes, therefore bouncing off it to flip upright. Simultaneously, he watched as one hand manoeuvred around the Eggrobo yet the other one crashed straight into the machines left leg- consequently both erupting in flames.

His victory was short lived as even more fireballs continued to splat before him. Thus, he didn't hesitate to take off running again and oh what he would give to have his sons speed right now.

"You're my'n, Jules! Meet the same fate so many have before you!"

"Never!" He whirled around and charged for the mech again. Despite it's ability to take powerful hits, it was incredibly slow.

Even if Robotnik knew this same attack was coming, the Emperor could do very little as Jules leaped onto the Eggrobo's torso. The hedgehog held onto a little dip between two sheets of metal, waiting. Watching as the hand drew ever closer, yet still waited. In the meantime one of the machines arms begun to rise and charge to whack him. His breathing quickened and he started to sweat from the fireballs heat licking his fur.

"You're a fool, Jules! Now your luck has run out!" Robotnik cackled, steering this damn slow arm towards his enemy.

The hedgehog growled and his eyes narrowed, "Chaos have mercy on me."

With a leap, Jules rolled into a ball to quickly aim for the ground. Narrowly passing the hand that continued to squirt fireballs. However, the spheres of lava burned into the mech as the hand collided with it's torso. Jules bounced and bumped against one of the lower runways edges prior to unraveling. His eyes widened and he raised a battered arm whilst the Eggrobo slowly dropped to the burning floor. Robotnik's roar bellowed across the Egg Carrier before a moment of silence followed. Fire stretched towards the red, polluted sky as Jules' shaky breaths reminded him he was still very much alive.

He slowly clambered up only to curse out all the Badniks as the Eggrobo began to explode. Jules immediately took off down one of the runways, not really sure how he'd survive the fall, and didn't risk looking back. For he knew pieces of the mech sprayed across the carrier, the ship itself breaking apart. Smoke, fire and Chaos knows what chemicals swam across the entire deck.

"I'm gonna make it. I'm gonna make it! Please let me maaaaa-ayyyyykeeee iiiiit!" Jules' limbs flailed as the cloud of smoke pushed him off the edge.

Below, hundreds watched as the entire Egg Fleet went up in vapour. Metal fell like rain and the last remainder of Badniks shutdown. Robians took to retreating and mobians protected their faces as they watched the remains of Robotniks army fall.

Thus, marking the first victory of mobian kind.