Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ A Tale Of Tails ❯ Plans ( Chapter 2 )

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Let's find out what going on here…

Chapter 2: Plans

That evening, Metal-2 was up and running, with the help of Billy. Tails was nowhere to be seen; he had locked himself up in a deep, almost hidden lab. It wasn't the first time, and he usually came up with something incredible each time the fox did so. So, the others left him alone. They were all very busy preparing for the impending return of Metal Tails, who had yet to show up. Several members of the group were hiding in various places outside as the sun was setting. They had a plan…

From behind a barrier of sand bags in front of the base's entrance, two hedgehogs finished setting the trap.

Sonic: Scotty, is everything ready?

Scotty: I think so…Hey, guys, how's it going?

From a tree, Metal-2 peeked out from behind a branch.

Metal-2: Everything is set to begin.

A voice was heard from the roof, behind Sonic and Scotty.

Billy: I'm ready when you are!

Sally, Sonya, Knuckles, and Nickel were sitting at a picnic table several feet away from the entrance, pretending to have a picnic.

Knuckles: Remind me again why we're out here!

Sonic: You make a good decoy, Knuckles! And we need the others for realism!

Sally: This had better work, Sonic!

Sonic sat down against the bags, hidden from view. He talked quietly to himself.

Sonic: Yeah, tell me about it…

Metal-2 spoke up from the tree.

Metal-2: He's coming!

Scotty: Okay, everyone get in position!

They all prepared, hiding away as those at the table faked a conversation. The sound of Metal Tails's engines grew louder as the robot neared them.

Metal Tails: <thinking> Four of them are out in the open…This is too easy!

The robot descended quickly, landing on and smashing the table as the others jumped away.

Metal Tails: Time to die!

The four decoys ran for the sandbags as Metal-2 ambushed the robot, leaping down from the tree and firing. Metal Tails whipped around and shot at Metal-2 while the decoys jumped behind the protective barrier. When they landed, Sonic and Scotty used their spin attacks to hit Metal Tails, catching him off guard and knocking him down. With the help of Metal-2, Sonic and Scotty held Metal Tails in place while Billy walked forward, holding his EMP gun.

Billy: Metal-2, get out of the way!

Metal-2 let go and rushed away, and Metal Tails fought to escape. Before he could, he was hit by the electromagnetic pulse of Billy's weapon, and fell to the ground. Billy jumped down, and fired another shot at close range into the robot.

Billy: Okay…That should do it.

Sonic: Good, now let's move on to phase two before he wakes up.

Metal-2 crept out from behind the tree, and helped them move the heavy robot inside. They strapped him to a large table, and Nightingale took over.

Nightingale: Okay, let's open him up and see what makes him tick.

Metal-2: My pleasure…I have a score to settle.

Metal-2 pulled his arm back and then shoved it into Metal Tails's body, creating a large hole.

Metal-2: That is for attacking my friends!

Metal-2 took his arm back out, and two panels opened up on the robot's hands. Three small, sharp knuckles extended from each one, and locked into place as Metal-2 curled up his fists.

Metal-2: And this is for blowing me up!

He punched Metal Tails in the center of the face, splitting the armor down the middle. He reached in, and pulled the head apart, exposing the fragile electronics inside. Metal-2 retracted his knuckles, and looked down at Nightingale.

Metal-2: He's all yours!

Nightingale: Thanks…I think… You really didn't like him, did you?

Metal-2: Would you like someone that blew you up and tried to kill your friends?

Nightingale: I guess not.

Metal-2 nodded while Nightingale looked inside Metal Tails's head.

Nightingale: Now, all we have to do is remove the computer core…Ah, here it is!

She held out a small, pen-like device and reached in with it. Upon the press of a button, a bright blue laser fired from it steadily. Nightingale used it to sever the connections of wires from the core, and then cut it away from the frame. Now completely unattached, she picked up the heavy device and plopped it down on the table, exhausted.

Nightingale: Whew! That thing is heavy!

Metal-2: Let me assist you with that.

The robot picked up the silvery, box-like core and moved it across the room. He set it down next to Nightingale's computer.

Metal-2: I only hope that my data will prove useful to you.

Nightingale: I'm sure the programming that you gave me a copy of will prove to be very useful, indeed.

Nightingale walked up to the core, and connected a wire from her computer to it. She then sat down in the chair next to her, and began to operate the computer.

Metal-2: What is it you plan to do again?

Nightingale: I used the data I copied from you to create a virus that should be effective against Metal Tails's main computer. If we eliminate the computer, he can't repair himself!

Metal-2: There have no doubt been modifications to his programming. I just hope there weren't too many.

Nightingale: Don't we all…

Nightingale accessed the computer core, fighting through the various lockouts and passwords in a race against time. In another lab, Tails was busy working on his latest project. He had used his computer to reprogram the nanytes and had constructed a strange device that fits on the head, body, and hands. There was an odd look in his eyes; they didn't have their usual glimmer. The fox sat on the ground, typing various things into his computer.

Tails: …Now, if I use that to re-route the neural protocol, I think I can manage it…

Tails continued to talk to himself as he typed. It grew dark outside as time passed, and the fox hadn't moved, except for his fingers as they continued to program. Around midnight, he decided to test out his device. The fox put on the gear, and approached a small lab mouse in a cage. Tails took a small syringe filled with what looked like water, and injected it into the mouse. The animal squeaked with pain as Tails watched, not caring.

Tails: Now, let's see if it worked…

He waited a few moments, and felt a slight zap in his head.

Tails: Okay. Now I will begin testing.

The fox thought for a moment, and then focused his mind on the mouse. He tried to send instructions to it with his brain. For a moment, nothing happened. Then, the mouse froze, unmoving. It stayed that way for a few seconds before falling to the ground, dead. Tails looked at it, feeling only anger.

Tails: Failure. I need to analyze this.

He returned to his computer, and reviewed the data from the experiment. After spotting a few errors, he went back to revise his programming, never feeling sorry for the mouse.

Is this the end of Metal Tails?

And what's up with the real Tails?

Stay tuned!