TekkaSonic...Part Two: Broken Hearts Can't Be Fixed By DemonKlaw ============================================================================= Charactersportrayed in this story belong to DIC, Archie comics and SEGA inc. Inspirational material provided by Tekkaman/Teknoman: the series. Planets and BION are trademarks of Terminal Reality corp. and Microsoft. ============================================================================= Authour's note: This is my most emotional story yet. If you are offended by any of this story, well, tough! This is how the FFs should be! This time, I'm delving into their spirits to show the hurt that they have suffered. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Lowdown: It has been another week since the Bions took over. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ The sun rose as the blue figure ripped through the sky. A metallic glint shone off of him. Sonic's arms were pressed hard to his sides as the propulsion rockets behind his shoulders and at the soles of his feet cycled fusion. Suddenly, a squadron of sleek BYW-20 fighters hovered in the horizion. "Shit!" Sonic exclaimed. He stopped dead and repulsed to the ground. "Surrender, citizen. You are in violation of Bion airspace." Sonic flipped them the finger. "Citizen shows hostile acitons. Apprehend." The craft began to descend. "Apprehend this... TEKNOBATTLE MODE!!!" Sonic's armoured shoulders expanded. His thrusters intermorphed into flame-throwers and his weapons systems armed themselves. The metal quills on his head sprang open to make him look bigger and his limbs thrust ou t with armour. With a kick, he pushed off into the air. Not flying this time, but gliding on the massive force displayed in his jump. He rose high above the fighters, pointed his finger at one and began to fall. "Fusion Cannon, leftarm now!" The armour covering Sonic's left forearm expanded. Cannon tubes poked out of the new space and began to flicker with a purple glow. Then white light seemed to draw into the mouths of the tubes, followed by yellow. Sonic released the building fusion pulse on passing the fighters. One of the fighters exploded while trying to get a warning signal out. Three to go. "Dispersion Cannon, head, now!" Sonic's helmet split open at the forehead, revealing a glowing crystal with many riven and ducts leading into it, pulsing it with energy. Suddenly, golden stars of energy began to spit wildly from Sonic's skull, most spun into the stratosphere, while oth ers hit their mark, defying the purpose of a dispersion cannon. One of the fighters lost control and crashed while trying to react. Two to go. Sonic hit the ground running. Running toward the fighters. "Gauss Cannon, shoulders, now!!" Massive rotary cannons flipped over and rested on Sonic's shoulders. They began to spit and flare vulcan rounds which sank into the third fighter with rapid, satisfying thunks while Sonic rushed towards his adversary. The fighter exploded. The pilot never saw Sonic run towards him. One left. "Frackin' sword!" It was not a command as much as it was a war-cry. Sonic exploded with rage as he leapt up toward the fighter, rested on its wings and drew his blade through both wings in a smooth, graceful motion. Or so the pilot would have thought if his data functions did not ceace calculations at the moment of impact. Sonic was on the ground and racing away before the last fighter hit the ground. * * * {{Lord Anubis}} {{Speak, Thranax}} {{We have lost a BYW-20 fighter sqaudron near the outskirts of the city.}} {{Any information yet on the perpertrator of these incidents?}} {{We only have a photo composite built from final data transmissions by wittnesses.}} {{And what of the wittnesses?}} {{Melted down for parts, sir. They were no longer oprable.}} {{Understood. Relive yourself of this duty. Stay vigilant however. I want you to oversee the mining of slag in sector Epsilon. Have a new body outfitted for yourself. Use grav-pads, not legs.}} The gangly tactical bot stood for a moment, his eyes flashing. {{Yes, my lord.}} {{And, Thranax...}} {{Yes, my lord?}} {{No one hears about this, "problem."}} No one would, seeing as that Thranax was to have his vocal synths taken out of his next body. Anubis' dark shape turned to the window and looked out. Whatever is out there, he thought, will be done by my own hand. When Thranax left the room, Anubis sighed. Running diagnostics, he checked all of his files. Something was not right. As a robot, he should not have these thoughts...only living things had thoughts...mabye he was... * * * Sonic, now back in hedgehog form, rested back at the hideaway. Rotor prodded at his quills as he lay resting face up on the ground. "Mmm, interesting..." Rotor declared and jotted down something on Nicole. "Well, what's the deal, Rote?" "I gotta say, Sonic, I only see one side effect of using the armour." "And that is?" "Well," he began, "it floods your system with adrenaline." "So?" Sonic trilled. "So," Rotor continued,"too much and yer liable to lose control if you use it too much." Sonic sat up. "What...what d'you mean?" "I mean," Rotor said gravely, "if you use it for too long, you may begin to display random violence and...well...you'd revert to primal instincts." "ENGLISH, Rote, ENGLISH!" "I mean," Rotor was quiet now," you'd kill. Just...kill." "Damn." * * * Sally leaned back against the wall. She had cried enough in the past three weeks, she didn't need to cry now. Her fingers worked quickly and she soon tossed a napkin from out of the blanket drawn around her. The napkin was covered with semen she had just removed from her. Her anus burned after this last rape. Never had she had it THERE before. She didn't know who raped her, and she didn't care. Simply because no-one else did. The Bions kept them only to observe. "Rape," meant nothing to them. Sally had started to cry, when she heard a familiar voice just beyond her eyesight. "Sally-girl?" "Oh my gosh..." she raised her eyes to meet a pair that have been bright ever, but not now... "Sally! It is you!" Bunnie squeaked. She went down on her knees to get a better look at Sally's face. "Bunnie...thank Goddess..." she moaned. "I'm getting you outta here, girlfriend." Sally began to cry when Bunnie reached to pick her up, her steel arm was a little rusted, but still strong. "Not there, Bunnie," she cried,"it hurts so much there..." "Shit...what'd they do to you, girl?" Bunnie held back the tears. * * * "So how long do I have before the armour takes control?" "I'd say about an hour to be saf-" Rotor was cut off abruptly as a backwash of jets streamed dust into their faces. Sonic tumbled backwards and rasied the blue emerald into air, ready to don his armour at a moment's notice. Before them, in the clearing, stood two new figures. They wore Teknoarmour of their own, one was Sonic's height and red while the other was short and pink. Their armour was in normal mode, the deadly weapons were hidden from view. "Who are you?!?" Sonic shreiked, frightened by the fact that the armour looked so much like his. The pink one looked up to the red one and nodded. "I am CrimsonClaw," he said, "but, to know my true identity, you must prove yourself worthy, Teknowarrior." In a moment, Sonic brandished his emerald and re-formed his armour. "Sword," Sonic called and the katana flew out from behind him and circled around into his hands. He brandished the blade before him in an intimidating stance. "Axe!" called CrimsonClaw. The weapon came slashing through the air behind him in harsh cycles, landing handle first into the palm of his taloned hand. He cycled up his thrusters and rushed off to a larger part of the clearing. This guy means business, S onic thought. The battle lasted almost an hour. Suddenly, sword raging against CrimsonClaw's axe, BlueQuill unleashed all out hell-bent fury on him. Weapons raged and blazed as CrimsonClaw was tossed about by the force of a massive unleashing of twenty Viper missiles! "Stop!" The pink one dropped from the sky and positioined herself before CrimsonClaw, to protect him from Sonic's slash. "Can't you see he's hurt? Leave him alone! Please!" Sonic dropped the armour back into the crystal and became himself once more. Had Rotor been right? Could he lose control? He glared at the two, his gaze showing no love whatsoever. "Now you, and him." The short one dipped her head submissively and the armour became nothing more than vector lines of light around a small, uncruel form. "Amy Rose! Knuckles!" But the two of them were too tired to do anything but faint as the armour sapped the last of their strength. Sonic called for Rotor to help him carry the two back to camp. Rotor carried Knuckles on his shoulder while Sonic carried the naked and lonly Amy back. * * * Lord Anubis sat patiently in dormant mode, his eyes cold and dead, devoid of their normal burn. {{Lord Anubis}} Anubis arose from his desk, his eyes flaring. The female-shaped tacdroid stood before him, her pointed feet scraping the marble floor of the command room. {{Admiral Xaraxia, greetings.}} She bowed her head in an informal salute. Anubis strode toward her, his body not visible beneath his robes. She felt his glaring eyes upon her and reflexively covered her thorax with her clip-board, even though she was sure that he had no sexual intentio n. Bions only had sex as amusement, it played no important role in reproduction or pleasure. Lord Anubis was beyond all emotions. He was a class Phoenix leader, devoid of emotion. {{What news do you bring, Admiral?}} {{The guardians of the Death Anhk stand at your command. Eight sqaudrons stand ready to transport them into this sector.}} {{Release each squad on my command, Admiral.}} {{As you wish, my Lord.}} she opened a commlink to each squadron and gave the command for them to head toward Mobius with their cargo. {{You may go now, Admiral.}} {{With your permission, my Lord, I request a position as your new head assistant.}} Anubis came toward her and held her chin in his hand. {{I am a class alpha tactical droid, my Lord, I will serve you well.}} Anubis felt a tinge of emotion at her lack of response to his advance. Emotion? Hardly. {{Very well}} he transmitted {{but beware, there is some information you are not privy to, until you prove your loyalty.}} {{If I may, my Lord}} she wavered, {{why are you transporting the Guardians of the Death Anhk to Mobius?}} {{Pest control, Xaraxia. Pest control.}} * * * "So you know nothing about the armour?" "Hardly," Knuckles shook his head, his dreadlocks flopping about. "All I know is that they are giving us a means to destroy the Bions." "Hmmm," Sonic mulled over this fact as he passed a mug of herbal tea to Knuckles. He slugged it down and rested again on the makeshift cot in the tent. "Seems we have to experiment more." "Well, we know not to keep it on for long periods of time. Before you told us to take it off, we had been wearing it for a week." "What happened?" "When the Bions invaded the Floating Island, they destroyed the Chaos Chamber, but I managed to get away with Amy and two of the emeralds, Red and Yellow. It was when we had escaped far enough that I began to pray to the emeralds, to help me cope with th is newfound enemy." "That's when they changed," Sonic interuppted. "Yeah. I gave Amy the yellow, and I took the red. We've been looking for you and the others ever since." "Have you found anyone else?" "Unfortunately, no. But we have heard rumours of a very young Teknowarrior in the city who preferrs not to use his suit for fighting. He goes by the name of TwinBlade." "We have to find him. Convince him to join us." Sonic muttered. "And Sonic," Knuckles placed a hand on Sonic's shoulder, "I'm so sorry about..." "Dammit! Shut up! She's alive!" "Sonic, if she IS alive, don't you think she would have come looking for you by now? Or found some way to contact you?" "Fuck you," Sonic said coldly, deliberately, shrugging Knuckles' hand off, "now I remember why I hate you so much!" "GUYS!! HELP!!!" Rotor's voice came. With their trademark speed, the two of them raced over to the other tent. They stood at the entrance to the tent, dumbfounded. Rotor was there, kneeling at the edge of Amy's bed, holding her hand, trying to comfort her, to stop her screaming. Amy writhed on the bed, screeching in pain. Her skin, or what could be seen under the fur, glowed. Lines of light, drawn where the armour exited when called upon burned bright on her skin. "Oh shit!" Knuckles cried, "get the emerald!!!" "Why? What's going on?" Sonic yelled over the girl's shrieks. "She's...she's rejecting the armour! She could die!!!" Sonic hurried to the corner of the tent and grasped the emerald. He lofted it to Knuckles who placed it into Amy's hand. Amy's screams stopped. She slumped onto the bed, but the lines on her skin still glowed. Knuckles pressed the emerald hard into her hand and stroked the quills on her forehead. "Don't die... little sister..." "Knuckles," Sonic gasped, wide eyed. "She's my half-sister, Sonic." He drew in a heavy breath. "My father married a Hedgehog after my mother died. That's when Amy was born. When they died in one of Robotnik's attacks...I...I carried her to Little Planet where she would be taken care of." He turned to Sonic now, "I had to, Sonic. I'm not a bad brother, I just wanted her to be safe...I couldn't care for her! I couldn't!" "I didn't know- I." "Yeah?! Well, now she's not gonna know!" Knuckles broke down, "Heh *sob* didn't you ever wonder why her quills were a bit light? We had the same father...but I never got to know her mother that well..." "That's why you took her to the Floating Island...to tell her." Knuckles only nodded. He stood up and turned to Rotor, tears now fully visible in his eyes. He mopped his eyes with with the back of his steel-tipped gloves. "Stay with her. When she wakes...don't tell her." The hedgehog and the echidna walked out of the tent, dejectedly. Sonic put a hand on Knuckles' shoulder as they walked away. "I don't want her to die either." Knuckles nodded, but still didn't say anything. The hurt ran too deep. * * * Bunnie looked across the room of her apartment to Sally on the couch. She hadn't woken since she fell asleep more than an hour ago. Bunnie thought she looked very peaceful. She got up off of the chair and looked out the window to the black horizon beyond and wondered to herself...where have we gone? *KNOCK, KNOCK* Bunnie turned apprehensivley toward the door. Hesitating only a moment, she dashed toward the door and unlocked it. "Hi Bunnie," Miles croaked hoarsley. The cold air had not been doing him well for the past few days. He sniffled a little and strolled in, his eyes to the floor, visibly depressed. His dulled leather jacket was flung off onto the coat rack and he flopped himself down onto a chair. "Hi shugah," she greeted him. They had been living together for the past three weeks, surviving on each other's supposed will to live. Then he saw Sally. "Dammit, Bunnie, what the fuck is she doing here?!?!" "Tails, hon, I thought you would be thrilled to see her!" "Aw shit, Bunnie! I told you DON'T CALL ME 'TAILS!'" Miles shreiked, jumping up from the chair, with his tails bundled up in his pants. On these streets, it didn't do to have something that classified you as a freak. "Tails?" It was Sally. She sat up, half-heartedly, weak. "Sally," he wanted to run to her, to hug her, to have her tell him that everything was going to be alright. Then the picture of her stripping in the club danced into his mind. "Fuck this," he said, "you ABANDONED me, Sally. You were like my mother! Do you know what it's like to walk into a strip club and see your mother naked?!?" He trilled, his mind high on a mental poison. "Miles, please, don't" Bunnie rasped, her voice choked with emotion, her eyes flooded with tears. "SHUT UP! And you! Like a damned slut!" Miles roared, thrusting his forefinger into her cowering face, "sleeping with every damned guy with a hardon, for what? Quick cash?!" he finished with flick of his wrist, his eyes burning with rage. "Miles..." He looked back into Sally's eyes, filled with hurt and love. Love for him. He hesitated and drew away from Bunnie. He felt sorry, he knew that they had to work together if they wanted to help each other through it. Then he saw Sally's sheet slip a little and saw the small peek of a nipple on a full, round breast. "NO, DAMMIT!" Miles rushed out of the room, grabbing his jacket on the way out. He thumped down the steps, high jumping them two at a time. He just wanted to get out of there, go somewhere where he could be a kid again. Where? he wondered as the tears ran from his eyes. Bunnie hugged Sally as she sobbed violently, pressing her hands to her eyes and quaking pitifully. "What have they done to us Bunnie? Dammit, what have they done?" "I don't know, shugah," Bunnie said, trying to be calm, "but sometimes I think we would have been better off if they had just killed us...instead of leaving us to kill each other." * * * "Sonic!" Rotor called. "What's up Rote?" Sonic walked into the tent warily. The other two were sleeping. Rotor stood up and faced Sonic. "I've been using Nicole to monitor the Bion transmissions." "Anything important?" "Rather," Rotor chirped," they have been reporting more destroyed forces. And, judging from the carnage, only Teknowarriors could have done it." "More of us?" "Well, there were seven emeralds," Rotor shrugged,"anyway, there are reports of four more Warriors." "Do you have locations, Rote?" Sonic beamed. "Vauge," he shrugged, "but enough." * * * Admiral Xaraxia glided down the hallways on her spike feet. She headed up toward the double doors at the end of the hall. Inside the chamber, Anubis hung in the centre of an intricate web of wires and conduits, hovering in empty space. The doors swung open and light poured onto the glowing conduits, Anubis flickered to life, angrily. {{Admiral,}} he intoned, {{this had better be good.}} {{Oh, yes my lord,}} she transmitted. Her clip-monitor flickered to life and she read off the information for him. {{The mass construction robot, TwinClawz has arrived.}} {{Good, I will see to his re-progamming as a war-machine personally...now leave.}} He shook his head mentally as he found himself glaring at her firm ass-cheeks as she left. What was going on? * * * ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ ComingSoon: Kuckles and Amy Rose? Brother and sister? What next? Can Sonic control his powers? Or will they control him? What is happening to Anubis? Can Sonic cope with Twin Clawz? Where are the other Teknowarriors? Will Sonic find Sally? Why do I sound like an old b&w television serial? Find out in the third installment of TekkaSonic: Metal Quills, Loving Heart. (Except the last question, I'm just silly.) ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^