Chapter 3 - To Save The World

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Somehow, in situations like these, she always ended up in trees. It was a weird yet consistent lot in life she seemed to suffer from: she had lost the Diamond Cutters while perched in one, had saved lives while hiding inside a multitude of branches during the heights of the war, and had met the person who was her partner for this particular mission from one as well. "Promise me you'll be careful," Silver had whispered as he neared Zor with her safely held up in his powers, and "If anything goes south, whatever it is, save yourself first. Don't worry about me." The moment he had placed them on a sturdy branch and had turned away to look for their adversary she had sworn to herself that either both of them would fall here or make it. She would never turn her back to someone again.

"Do you see him?" the hedgehog quietly asked from where he sat crouched beside her on the branch, leaning against her shoulder as he brushed a few leaves to the side. Peeking past him her eyes fell on the flying robot the Zeti was using to carry himself around through the air, safe from the Zombots that trawled on the ground below them. Sonic had explained that each Zeti was carrying the Emerald on their person, giving them the ability to control thousands of infected at once in whatever way they pleased. It gave the two heroes a grave disadvantage if they needed to fight in the open, even if Silver himself could fly through the air too. With such distance between them and the monster striking the Emerald away from Zor would be near-impossible, let alone acquiring it before the monster did once more or before it tumbled to the virus-covered ground.

"Yes. No clear shot. Can you grab the Emerald from here?" she responded, curt and to the point and quiet as always. The Wisps shifted in their containers lining their coat, all ready for the confrontation too.

"I can't be that precise, but I can be direct. Cover me!" Silver murmured, giving her hand one last squeeze as she voiced an affirmation before lifting himself out of the tree, charging directly at their adversary. Whisper gulped; she herself would have attempted to stealthily sneak much, much closer and steal the Emerald first as opposed to beginning with a full-fledged fight, but if she had learned anything in the months she had aided the hedgehog from the shadows it was that the two of them used very different means to operate in general. All she could do was give her support while hidden away this time as well and hope it would suffice once more. Their track record was solid enough to give her a little bit of faith, at least.

"Listen up!" the psychic cried out as he grasped the sulky monstrosity in his powers, Whisper studying their every move from her relatively save heaven. If there was only one Zombot who'd discover her, and make its way up or even brush against the tree... No, she couldn't think about that. She had to believe in Silver, and trust the two of them and her Wisps would all get out of here in one piece. All would be lost instantly otherwise. "I come from a future ruined by the selfish ambitions of you and your pack!" Silver continued his rant, passion and anger flowing out of his every movement as his powers wildly whirred around him. "Give up the Emerald, or I'll make you pay for the future today!"

Instead of appearing intimidated by the seething hedgehog intimidated the Zeti... smiled? Twirling the bright red rose around in his claws he slowly turned towards Silver, sending the hedgehog a grin that made Whisper sick to her stomach. "How long have you been practicing that line, kid?" Zor sneered, dramatically swirling the rose through the air as if he was conducting an orchestra hiding in the shadows that was waiting for its maestro's sign to attack. The Zombots fit that description surprisingly well, and the wolf dared hope that there were none around that could fly. They'd be in so much more danger... "So what I'm doing now leads to a future of misery and destruction?" the Zeti continued, smile only broadening. Both Whisper and Silver growled at the deranged cackles that began to spill out of his mouth, the former grasping her Wispon extra strongly as she looked for the perfect shot with the Wisps tense against her side. Their opponent was moving too much for her to take aim, and she felt frustration crawl under her skin. "It's all I could ever hope for," the purple-haired monster meanwhile sneered between his laughs, and with a cry Silver flung himself at him. The fight for the Emerald and the fate of the world had begun.

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