R.A.C.E to Destruction: Chapter Two

R.A.C.E to Destruction: Chapter Two

Shadow threw his gloves, his rings attached, to the worn out sofa. He quickly fell back in a chair and let out some deep breathes. Every day it was just getting worse. The attacks, the assaults, the ambushes, they just wouldn't stop. Shadow even made a direct personal complaint to the President about this but not even he was able to stop it. Either he didn't want it to stop or someone told him to continue the chase. Who in their direct minds would tell the President what to do? It wasn't possible for him to be taking orders but it was more likely that than himself wanting Shadow caught. Those two respect each other after all Shadow did.

It couldn't have been the GUN generals; they wouldn't be able to get away with any of this without their commanding officers or even the President knowing. Something was up. He spoke to the President the other day about these assaults but he merely stated 'We'll do all we can.' Apparently what they can do isn't enough. His mind began to frustrate over all this and it was nearly driving him over the edge. Something had to be done and he didn't care what it took, he just wanted it all to stop.

The onyx coloured hedgehog pushed himself out of the chair and pressed his finger on the switch of the old TV. The screen flickered for a second then the news became visible. Shadow just stared then walked backwards till the front of the chair pushed against the back of his legs and forced him to fall back into it. The past few days of running have obviously weakened him. He was able to run for several days without tiring himself but his constant use of Chaos Energy began to burn him out.

"Our top news this morning, recent sightings of GUN-Bots has confused the general public as to what they have been hunting for the past several weeks. The GUN General had this to say." The news reporter on the screen behind the desk disappeared and a tall strong jawed army man-like figure took her place.

"GUN has been chasing down a run away fugitive lately. This fugitive has been wanted for several crimes. These crimes include theft, murder and hijacking. For legal reasons, no names will be given but if someone has sight of a suspicious figure, please report to a nearby GUN operative as soon as possible."

Shadow stared then gritted his teeth. What the hell is all this shit?! His hands gripped the sides of the chair and broke off the tops of the wooden chassis underneath the fluff. He's been the only one GUN have been after so they couldn't have been talking about anyone else. What murders? What thefts? What hijackings? Shadow's been keeping to himself for so long he couldn't even remember the last time he spoke to someone. This was completely screwed up. He had to get to the bottom of this or he would continue to be hunted like the prey of a predator. He snatched his gloves from the sofa and yanked them on tightly. But before he could warp anywhere, a bright flash of light engulfed the entire room.

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Amy and Cream left the movies pretty quickly. The only films that were available were either too violent or offensive for Cream to watch or they had already seen the others. Cream sighed in disappointment but quickly cheered up and tug on Amy's wrist.

"Come on! Let's head to the market! You never know what they might have there!"
Amy sighed and gave in. She knew there was no arguing against Cream, even though she didn't really want to go to the market. All she wanted at the moment was to find Sonic and get him to realize her. Then again maybe this was what she needed, some time to get her mind off that blue blur and onto something else. She didn't really like the idea but it felt like something new to her. What harm could it do anyway? He wasn't going to be gone long, she hoped.

The market place was surprisingly busy for this time of day. It seemed everyone was in a rush to get so much stuff. Amy merely blinked and leaned her head to the side in confusion.

"Wonder what's with all these people." She asked in slight curiosity.

Cream too was slightly curious. She's never seen this many people out and about.

"I don't think they're here to buy stuff."

The little rabbit couldn't have been more right. Most people were crowded around the radios and TV's of the market stands. Amy's ears could only catch up to the interview of some deep strong commanding voice over both.

"... Murder and hijacking. For legal reasons, no names will be given but if someone has sight of a suspicious figure, please report to a nearby GUN operative as soon as possible."

She blinked and sighed.

"Murder? Oh my, I don't like the sound of that." Cream gave off a small whimper in fear, despite her bravery of most things. Amy stared at her and smiled gently, pulling her close to her side and rubbing her shoulder.

"It's okay, no one will try to hurt you when me and my hammer have anything to say about it." She grinned, winking at the little rabbit and doing her best to cheer her up. Cream smiled and nodded, feeling safer now that she managed to acknowledge once more how strong Amy was with her hammer, then again she was very strong with all kinds of melee weapons. Things were going to be alright, till the sound of several jet engines flew over them at a surprising altitude.

Amy raised her arm over her eyes, trying to shield them from flying dust and debris and trying to catch a glimpse at whatever caused that miniature typhoon. Several GUN-Bots flew over at lightning speed, shooting towards a few buildings not too far from the market place. Amy couldn't help but walk forwards, staring at them. Something about them just caught her interest, like they were in such a hurry that it was almost suspicious. Usually they were on scout patrol but this time they looked as if they were heading for an emergency. It was then that the Bots stopped in mid-air and aimed their weaponry at one of the buildings. Amy's eyes widened but quickly squeezed shut when they fired through the window, causing a massive explosion and igniting a blinding light.