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Sonic/Blue (c) Sega SonicTeam
Miles/Tails (c) Sega SonicTeam
Knuckles (c) Sega SonicTeam
Amelia/Amy Rose (c) Sega SonicTeam
The Chaotix/Vector, Charmy, Espio (c) Sega SonicTeam
Metalla (c) Sega SonicTeam
Red (c) Sega SonicTeam
The Babylon Rogues/Jet, Wave, Storm (c) Sega SonicTeam
Robots trooped outside the double-doors of a large room. Inside, a single light shone on a large marble desk, extending just far enough to light up a letter being written by fervent and sweaty hands. Jet would be home any hour, and she wanted to get this done before he returned.

Finally, her shaky work done, she held it up to the light to read it:

“To anyone who it may concern…

I am a slave, captured by one I considered friend. However, when things turned out that he would be able to claim me, - not as a fellow team member, or an inventor, but as a woman - he took it. Everyone in the town of Babylon has been enslaved like this, ever since the old man came.

I am a skilled inventor, and I could help bring him down with you. However, Jet has me under lock and key and all of my tools have been confiscated, ever since my first attempt to escape.

Please help me, as well as everyone else in this humble and tormented town. I ask, on behalf of every woman and female child that has been made into a slave by her family: Rescue us.

My name is Wave the Swallow, of the Babylon Rogues. I am trapped inside the large house, on the highest floor. I know of an underground passageway, which I have pointed out to you in the map I have sent with this letter.

Please hurry. My people desperately need help.

- Wave of the Babylon Rogues.”

Her letter finished, she shakily put into the envelope, as well as a large sheet of paper with a map drawn on, then walked over to the door and softly knocked.

A robot answered, took the letter she quietly handed him, then went to go send it off with a robotic bird. It didn’t matter to them what was inside the letter. They were just aware of her having friends outside the town that she contacted.

She walked over to the window and threw open the shutters, letting the wind blow through her feathers as she watched the robot carrier-bird fly away. ‘Please, let someone find my letter…’ She thought, her eyes reflected the calm blue sky.
A sudden feeling of dread went down her spine, and she turned to see Jet walking inside. He shut the door behind him, and then walked over to her.

“Enjoying the view?” He asked, smirking at her expression. “I’ll bet you wish your wings weren’t clipped, eh?” He brushed the back of his hand against her cheek, and then grabbed her upper arm, pulling her away from the window and into his arms.

“Ah!” She cried out, falling against his chest.

“Stop looking at the birds and the clouds and look at me.” He cooed, cupping her face gently. “There’s nothing out there of interest, after all. Only the freedom you long for.” He then tilted her face up to his and kissed her softly, then more passionately.

Against her will, she responded by wrapping her arms around his neck, then opened her eyes and pushed him away. “You’re sick!” She snapped, her look full of disgust. “Get away from me!”

He let out a laugh, amused and light-hearted. “Oh, Wave. I thought you knew by now? You can’t escape me, nor Storm. You might as well just be resigned to your fate.” He grabbed her arm again and pulled her close, his other arm around her back, steadily moving lower.

“I…will never…be what you want me to be!” She cried, pushing back again. He was fazed for a bit, but then stepped forward and shoved her onto the bed behind her. She winced, and then backed away from him as he climbed onto the bed himself. “Stay away…”

“Silly Wave…” He said, an amused smile on his face. “Just face the fact that you can’t escape.” He then crawled over to her until his body was over hers. “You’re mine, and nothing can change that.” His eyes glinted with lust as he unbuttoned her night-dress, eager to make her his.

Wave bit her lip and nearly cried, but she closed her eyes and then glared at him as he loomed above her. “That will change. I’m sure of it.”

“You don’t realize yet…you’ll never be rescued, woman.” He said, his voice soft, but his tone cold and cruel. Then he tugged down the shoulders of her dress roughly, making her cry out in pain.

She had asked for pain, and she was going to get what she deserved.

Elsewhere, the bird had landed over by a little town, guarded by two robots. Well, two really, but that’s not what’s important.

The next morning, Metalla sent Shadow to go wake up the newcomers. He was met with a rather upset Knuckles, who had been rudely awakened by Blue running around the room and running him over.

“What!?” Knuckles asked, his pupils dilated and his eye twitching. “Do you need something, Shadow?!” His face showed an obvious sign of no sleep.

Shadow winced, and looked a little wary. “Should I…come back later?” Shadow asked, his eyes darting as if he was looking for some possible escape.

“No, it’s okay.” A soft voice said behind Knuckles. Miles stepped forward as Knuckles walked back inside, his eye still twitching. “He’s just upset because of Sonic’s bad habit.”

“Bad habit?” Shadow asked, looking over at Knuckles. “What would that be?”

“He sleep-runs.” Miles shrugged. “Amelia’s in the same room as me, so I didn’t have to deal with it. I only know because I walked over and found Knuckles trampled.”

“Ah. Well, Metalla has your first mission, so wake up and come down to the office.” Shadow said, then left, leaving Miles at the door.

Miles blinked, then walked over to Blue, who was blinking in confusion at all the hubbub. “Metalla’s got our first mission, he says. Ready to go?”

“As soon as Amy’s ready.” Blue said, pointing to the locked bathroom door, where they could hear the shower going and soft singing.

“Right. I’ll go get whatever we’ll need.” Miles said, nodding. Then he walked back to his room.

About a half-hour later, they were all dressed, cleaned up, and a little cheered up, so they headed down to Metalla’s office. When they got there, Blade and Red seemed to be having some kind of argument, so they stayed back until it was finished, with Blade storming away.

“Erm…what happened?” Blue asked, cocking an eyebrow. “Did something happen between you two or something?”

“No.” Red said, then turned and walked away. “Metalla’s waiting for you.”

“Right, got it.” Blue said, nodding. Then they all walked inside the large office. It was filled with cameras, all monitoring the town they were in and the area outside it. Metalla himself was sitting behind a large marble desk; his elbows on the desk and his hands placed one on top of the other.

“Ah, you’re here.” He said, his tone fringing on impatience. “I’ve been waiting for half an hour.”

“Yeah well, you didn’t exactly call us ahead of time, just sent Shadow over at a bad time.” Blue pointed out, crossing his arms. “What’s up?”

“Do you see that bird?” Metalla asked, pointing to a silver bird in a cage. “It is called a Robotic Carrier Bird. And it was carrying this.”

He slid over Wave’s letter, which Miles grabbed and read to himself, holding it so that others could see as well. When he was done, he looked up at him. “You want us to rescue her.”

“Bingo.” Metalla said, nodding. “You’ll set out at 18:00 tonight. Until then, gather whatever supplies you’ll need. He turned to the screens. “You’re dismissed.”

“Right. Got it.” Knuckles said, nodding. Then they all quickly retreated back outside. While they were walking, he looked at Miles and said, “What d’you think it mean by ‘enslaved’?”

Miles shrugged. “Could be any number of things, from normal labor-work, to life as a sex-doll. Slavery varies with different people.” He said dully, as if the subject bored him and he wanted it over with.

“Ah. What did you do?” Knuckles said, looking at him. “I mean, he said you were a slave before…”

“I still am. I did I lot, went through a lot of people. Mostly pleasure.” Miles said, then looked at him sternly. “Can we please change the subject?”

“Wha---okay.” Knuckles blinked. “If you insist.”

“Thank you.” Miles said, crossing his arms over his chest.

They didn’t speak of the subject again that day, and the hours until 6:00 pm went by so quickly, they didn’t even realize it was time until Shadow came to pick them up.

“It’s time.” Shadow said dramatically. Then he led them outside of town, where a large ship stood waiting. “Red’s on board. He’ll brief you.”

“Thanks!” Blue said, nodding. Then he scurried on board, the others following.

Once they were all inside and buckled in, the ship started to lift off of the ground and Red walked out of the cockpit, carrying a large sheet of paper. “Thank you for coming on such short notice. Your mission, which must be successful, is to infiltrate the town of Babylon, rescue the captured women and children with as little blood-shed as possible, and rescue Wave the Swallow.” He paced in front of them.

“This last part is the most vital. Wave could be very helpful to our cause, and so must be brought over. Rescue her at all costs, and then report back to the ship. Your mission should be complete by 00:30, or rather, 12:30am.”

“Got it!” Blue said, saluting. “We’ll be in, out, and free in a jiffy!”

“I only hope you keep that confidence.” Red remarked, then handed Miles the large sheet of paper. “This is a map she drew up for us. It shows where she’s being kept. I trust you can keep it safe. That is all.” He turned and walked back to the cockpit.

“Yes, sir!” Miles said, nodding and rolling it up. Then he stuck it inside the bag he carried and looked out the window. What awaited them, out in the cold world? He knew very well, but what did Blue expect?

To be continued...
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Oh gosh! A two-parter! Hope you're ready for the next one, becuase it won't be long before I do that one! ...After you've had a chance to read this one. XD
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