Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ Ozzy ❯ Oz...meet Rouge T. Bat ( Chapter 4 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Chapter four

Ozzy grabbed the guy by the collar and threw him across the room. The man hit the wall and fell to the ground. Oz walked over to him grabbed him by the throat and jacked him up against the wall. The guy grabbed Oz's wrist and try to pull him off but Oz was way to strong. Oz punched him in his jaw; you could hear the bone crack when he made contact.

“I wouldn't have to do all this if you'd just tell me what I want to know!” Oz growled.

The man spit in his face, “I ain't tellin you nuttin.”

“Fine have it your way…” Ozzy punched him again and again beating him to a bloody pulp. He stopped and asked him again, “Well changed your mind yet?”

The man's face was bloody and his eyes were swollen shut, but he managed to spit out a few words. “Isis…army…complete…” Then he blacked out.

Oz shook him and yelled at him. “Where! Where's the army!” He cursed and dropped the unconscious guy. He'd been on his own for months now, looking for Isis and he had gotten nowhere.

He was at a club where most of Isis's goons hung out. Everyone had left when he showed up except for the few that decided to get in his way. As he walked out he thought of what his next move would be. He got on his motorcycle and started it up. It would probably be best if he went back to headquarters. He took out a dime sized explosive and threw into the club…just a little calling card. The club exploded and he took leaving it in ruins.

Oz had been working by himself ever since Tino and Tye were injured in action. He decided it would be better to work alone than to have to worry about a partner. The explosion burnt Tye up good and left her paralyzed from the waist down. So now she went to a rehabilitation facility. Tino took leave from the field and worked in the lab now so he and Oz still saw a lot of each other.

When Ozzy got back to head quarters Scythe immediately called for him. He got up to the office and saw that Tino was in there waiting with Scythe too. Ozzy stayed standing while the other two took their seats.

“Well any luck?” Scythe said as he lit a cigarette.

“She's completed her army.” Oz said, his tone sharp.

Tino shook his head. “Well, we think we may have a lead on where she's at. Just her though…and maybe the host.”

Oz looked at Tino. “Do we know who or what the host is?”

Tino inhaled sharply, “Yeah…” He stood up. “Come on. I'll show you.” Tino lead Ozzy and Scythe down into the lab. There, Tino flipped on a big flat screen up on the wall. “We've found out that Isis has possession of the A.N.E. formula. But she only used it once it seems on her.” A picture of a female hedgehog with silver fur and quills popped up on the screen.

“A rat?” Oz cocked his head to the side and studied the picture. “To bad it's only a head shot…” Tino and Scythe looked at him. “What?” They just shook their heads.

“Don't let this be like the incident when you first met Isis.” Scythe said.

“Hey, she was putting the moves on me. I just went along with it.”

“My point exactly…”

Tino cleared his throat, “Well if we can continue gentlemen. She's a hedgehog Oz and a very deadly one at that. Her name is Arsinoe, Isis' pride and joy. She's the host. She was trained for combat, stealth, intelligence…but mainly combat. She's stronger then you Oz.”

Oz rolled his eyes, “Tch…yeah whatever. She ain't nuttin but a pin cushion with a mouth.”

“Yes well this pin cushion my very well have the power of the chaos emeralds. But it's not for sure.”

Oz stared at the hedgehogs amber eyes. “So…you create one perfect killing machine…then you copy it. You're one sick kitty Isis.”

“15 we have to find Isis' location and the location of the army immediately.” Scythe said.

“Don't you think I know that.” He snapped. “Arsinoe…she was the youngest sister of Cleopatra VII. Arsinoe plotted to over throw her older sister to claim Egypt's thrown, but Cleopatra murdered her first.” He was more speaking to himself then to the others. “And Isis…the sun goddess. She was the Goddess of motherhood and fertility. Suits them both real well.”

Tino interrupted his thoughts, “I think you should first find all the chaos emeralds. If they are all accounted for then we have nothing to worry about.”

Ozzy turned to Tino, “And I'm guessing you want me to bring in the host as well…unless you want her terminated…”

Scythe smothered his cigarette on a desk. “No…bring her in.”

Tino pulled out a small device the size of a compact. “Here, this is a tracking device to find the emeralds.” He handed it to Oz.

Ozzy took it and looked at it. “You know I don't like this kind of stuff…”

“Ozzy stop being a pain in the butt and just use it. How else would you find them?”

“I'd find them…somehow…”

“Just use it. Technology isn't all that bad.”

Oz rolled his eyes, “Fine I'll use it. So I'll be on my way then.”

Scythe stopped him, “Hold it.” Oz froze where he stood. “We can't, correction, YOU can't afford to fail. You know that right?”

Oz pocketed the tracking device and made his way out the door.

Oz was on his motorcycle and was on his way to the JFK airport. All reservations and tickets were paid for…another plus for government work. He boarded the plane and soon he was headed off to Britain.

He either slept or flirted with the flight attendant. When he got there he headed for the Grand Hotel in his “company” car, a black Mercedes that was of course decked out with a blasting sound system and rims. Oh yeah, he be pimpin now.

As he got settled into his room he pulled out his tracking device. He turned it on and looked at it. “Now, let me guess the blinking lights are the emeralds. Or maybe it's the stationery ones.” He said talking to himself. He shrugged and decided he'd try the blinking ones out. He decided to go down to the restaurant and grab a bite to eat before he went to work.

He took a seat at a table near the window. He winked at the waitress when she was handing him a menu. She blushed slightly pink and took his drink order. Oz smiled to himself when she walked off. Who says you can't have a little fun while working… She came back with his drink and to take his order. When she was about to leave he beckoned her to come closer. He took her by the hand and made her lean over and whispered something in her ear. She gasped and slapped him right across the face.

“Hey! It was a complement!” He called to her when she stomped off. The people around him were staring at him. “Why don't you take a picture it'll last longer!” He snapped at them. They turned around and went back to their meals. “Yeah that's what I thought…” He finished his drink and decided to skip the meal and go straight to work.

By the time he was ready it was late. He wore black pants and t-shirt, along with black boots and of course his trade mark his cap, which he wore backwards. He walked out into the hall and took out his tracking device and looked at it. Once he knew where to go he pocketed it and made his way out the building and down the street. He walked a couple of miles until he came to a really huge mansion. He whistled as he looked through the iron gates. It was brick and built in the Gothic style. He looked around and the street was completely deserted; well it should be since it was after midnight. He jumped the twelve-foot gates with ease, then once on the other side he stopped and looked around for surveillance cameras and movement detectors. The cameras seemed to be offline already and the motion detectors weren't on as well. He shrugged; maybe they for got to turn them on.

He walked stealthily up the drive towards the house. When he got there he peeked through the windows. No guard dogs or night watch men. The cameras inside were even dysfunctional. Either these people were really careless or he wasn't the only one after the emeralds.

He walked around the house to the back and saw that a window in the top floor was open. He cocked his head to the side wondering how the hell someone got up there. He shrugged and took a few steps back. He sprinted towards the house then jumped up to the window. He gripped the windowsill with his claws then climbed inside. When he was climbing in his foot got caught on the window and fell flat on his face. He stayed on the floor frozen just waiting for the paranoid owners to come in shooting. Nothing happened so he stood up and walked out of the room into a hall. He took out his tracking device and followed the blinking light to huge double oak doors. He pocketed the device and looked around checking to make sure no one was up. He then turned around and tested the doorknob…open. He opened the door and peeked his head in. It was completely dark except for the single light the illuminated the case that the emerald was in. He shook his head; the owners apparently didn't know what they had. Oh, well a lot of the emeralds were sold to rich snobs that collected rare jewels, so maybe this job won't be so hard after all.

He stepped in and closed the door behind him. He stood with the door at his back and looked around the room. There weren't any windows except for the skylight. That would be difficult if he had to get out quickly. He started walk towards it but he was slammed back against the door.

“What the!” he stood up but his feet were swept from underneath him. He hit the ground hard enough to have the breath knocked out of him. He adjusted his eyes to the darkness. He sat up kneeling and braced himself for another attack. They came at him from the side this time and kicked him sending him rolling across the floor.

He growled and stood up. He focused his eyes on the direction they came from. He could make out an outline of his attacker. They both stood there watching each other waiting to see what move the other would make next. Oz walked closer to the case where the jewel was, but not close enough to where the attacker could see him. They came closer to him now they both were only a few feet apart. They circled not taking their eyes off of one another.

Ozzy spoke first. “Who are you? Who are you working for?”

He saw them smirk, “You first…”

A girl? He moved closer to the case leading his opponent into the light. Not a girl, a bat girl. They both stopped and sized the other one up. She was a white bat with crystal blue eyes; she wore tight black pants and black stiletto boots, and a black tank top. `Hmm, sexy with an attitude…” Oz thought smirking. He took no thought when his eyes were drifting further and further down her body.

She cleared her throat. “Excuse me, but I'm up here.”

Ozzy looked up at her still smirking. Then he remembered the emerald, and went back to his job. “Well are you going to answer my question?”

She let out a sigh; Oz could tell she was getting irritated. “No…”

“Well I'm not letting you take the emerald…” Ozzy said standing between her and the emerald.

She smiled and stepped towards him. “Come now, do we have to fight?” She was so close now that Oz could smell her perfume. She ran her finger down his chest and pushed him up against the glass case. Oz stumbled and was with his back on the case. She leaned in her body touching his and whispered in his ear, “I don't think we need to fight.” She kissed his neck.

Ozzy ran his hands up her sides the wrapped his arms around her. He kissed her bare shoulder. “What's your name?” he asked softly.

“Rouge…and yours?”

“Ozzy…”

Rouge smiled, “Well Ozzy, I'd really hate to disappoint you.”

“No…I don't think so.” He smiled and held up the emerald.

She looked at the jewel and then at him. She couldn't believe it; she was out smarted by this idiot! She pushed away from him. That's when she noticed she couldn't move her wings. She glared at him, he had pinned her wings together. She couldn't reach them either to pull them apart.

The lynx smiled at her and pocketed the jewel. “Sorry babe, but you wouldn't answer my question.”

She spun around and kicked him in the gut. “There's your answer!” She growled at him. “Now give me the jewel.”

Oz was bent over with his hands on his knees, his said in short gasps, “Tell me why you want it.”

She went to kick him again but he ducked and got behind her and wrapped one arm around her throat and pinned her arms to her sides with the other one. “Yah know, I do like them feisty.” He said. She growled and squirmed to get out of his grip but he held on tighter. “Aw… what's the matter? You were all over me a few minutes ago?” He kissed her on the cheek. She twisted some more and then he laughed and let her go.

She stumbled a little but found her ground and faced him. He stood there smiling at her. She looked at her shoulder and saw what he was smiling at. The strap from her top was cut. She glared back at him then she came at him throwing another punch. He dodged her punch and stood behind her again and grabbed her and kissed the back of her neck then he let her go. The other strap on her shirt was also cut.

“Are you having fun?” She asked him when she saw her shirt.

He stood with the door at his back smiling. “Tons…But now I have to go.” He winked at her, “Holla!” He opened the door and stepped out then quickly shut it and locked her in. He heard her beet on the door as he walked back to room he came where he came in. He double-checked that he had the emerald then he jumped out the window landing on his feet.