SONIC THE HEDGEHOG: SUPER SONIC Z
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-SIX: FALLEN
In the Great Desert, Mighty and Ray had moved inside the base of Robotnik’s chapter to retrieve Matilda’s Mobian parts. They came across the vault which held all the pieces. “Oh crud. I am just reminded that we don’t have any tools on us, you know how to break a vault code?” Ray asked.
“I don’t break codes, I just break!” Mighty said as he tore the vault door of its hinges.
“I thought vaults would have been made of stronger stuff, like Megatal.” Ray noted.
“If they are safekeeping Emeralds, sure. Bu
SONIC COBALT
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE: COUP D’ETAT, PART I
It was another day at the hospital at Knothole. A certain Freedom Fighter commander named Clove was sitting at her little sister’s bedside. She had a breathing apparatus on her mouth, she was lying very weekly in the bed, and her eyes looked drowsy. “Sis…my sight is getting worse…I barely see you. You’re blurry.” Cassia said weakly. “The cure is no longer helping…am I going to die?” she asked, fear in her voice.
“You won’t…there will be a solution. Maybe if the doctors use more Power Rings…” Clove
Sonic Cobalt Interlude: Goodbye party by KivaTheDCWizard, literature
Literature
Sonic Cobalt Interlude: Goodbye party
SONIC COBALT
INTERLUDE: GOODBYE PARTY
A few weeks after the funeral service, another sad event occurred. Though there was something more uplifting about it. It was the goodbye party for one of the Freedom Fighters, one of their own of the Science Division, the happy-go-lucky Muttski. They were sad to see him go, but were glad he was given another opportunity to do something better with his life.
“Everybody let it hear for our favorite new superstar!” Rotor said, patting his musical friend on the back as everyone cheered for Muttski.
Muttski had an awkward grin. “Future superstar, I didn’t have my first real concert
Sonic Cobalt Interlude: Talent show by KivaTheDCWizard, literature
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Sonic Cobalt Interlude: Talent show
SONIC COBALT
INTERLUDE: TALENT SHOW
This was the day. Muttski has been preparing for this a long while. After going in a slump with the technical department of the Knothole Freedom Fighters, he hoped that with his little music act he’d get something done. But he was nervous like Sanzarus. He has put up little music shows for relatives or friends, but there is a whole wider audience watching.
Muttski was still grateful though, that events like this still existed to uplift the spirit of the people. He only hoped he manages to contribute in the end. His accordeon was in his trunk, which he carried with him. He saw a coffee dispensor and