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Chapter 2 - Bad Times And Hard Lines-Part 0n3.

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Title says it all.

Chapter 2 - Bad Times And Hard Lines-Part 0n3.

Chapter 2 - Bad Times And Hard Lines-Part 0n3.




Chapter 2-Bad Times And Hard Lines-Part 0n3.[br]
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At seven years old, Mikey Prower was abducted from his family by scientists from the ARK. As a result, he became the next project from Project: Shadow. Mikey was immediately tagged on his right ear, on it, in bold letters, it read “Voltage”. His fringe was a lot neater than three years on, but he lost his right hand in a bus crash when he was six.[br]
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He was stuffed into a cramped metal crate while being transported from earth to the ARK. During the trip to the ARK, he wondered what would happen to him. How would he be treated? How will he be tested on, and by who? He teared up at the thought of never seeing his little brother, Miles, again. Tears started to stream down his face as he tried to stifle his sobbing, another crate was slammed on top of his, causing him to scream in fright and cry heavier.[br]

“OI, SHUT IT!” A voice called out, kicking Mikey’s crate, causing him to stop the crying. He looked on through the small hole in the crate, tears marking his cheeks.[br]

“Hey, kid.” a voice piped up from above him. It sounded to Mikey like a thirteen year old boy.[br]

“H-huh? M-m-me?” he replied slowly, wiping the tears away from his face with the stub of his right arm.[br]

“Yeah, something wrong?” the voice asked with concern.[br]

“N-no one would want to know.” he replied. A small point in time was spent in silence, until the voice spoke back up again.[br]

“Who are you, kid?” he requested from him.[br]

“M-Mikey Prower…” Mikey cautiously replied.[br]

“Mikey Prower? The kid who got a black belt in tae-kwon-do, learnt electric guitar and learned fluent Japanese at the age of five, and survived a school bus and freight train crash that killed nearly everyone in the bus?” the voice asked with amazement.[br]

“Y-yeah,” he replied, wiping a tear from his eye, “But how…?”[br]

“You were all over the news, kid. Papers, TV, Internet, everywhere all over the world. But I take it that you were never told about it?”[br]

“True, I was probably stuck in a coma.” They both chuckled a little bit before both of them sat in silence for at least a minute, before Mikey plucked up the courage to speak to the voice. “Who are you?” he asked under curiosity.[br]

“The name’s Hazard.”[br]

“Never heard of you…”[br]

“You wouldn’t have, besides, I want to keep myself from the world.”[br]

“Why?”[br]

“You really wanna know?”[br]

“Please.”[br]

“Well, you asked for it.” With that, a piece of paper fluttered from the hole in the top of Mikey’s crate. He unfolded it and looked at it. “You got it?”[br]

“Yeah, I got it.” he responded quietly. The picture on the paper was a green cat that Mikey could only assume he would be Hazard, amber eye and a amber gemstone on his forehead, but parts of his left side was missing, replaced with red markings, his left arm, left leg and part of his tail was completely gone from his body, but he looked at Hazard’s face, and it disturbed him deeply. His left eye and left side of his muzzle was completely erased from his face, and replaced with a large red scar.[br]

“Disturbing, isn’t it?” Hazard asked.[br]

“I’ve seen worse…” Mikey replied, blatantly lying, but Hazard ignored it. Mikey rolled it back up into a tube and shoved it back through the top hole.[br]
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The last few crates were loaded onto the cargo bay, and the whole place fell into darkness. All Mikey could see was the cramped confines of the crate and a hat, which his father gave him when he was five and a half. He started to put it on, until a small piece of paper fell out of the hat. He looked at it, picked it up, and unfolded it, and stared at it. It was a picture of him and his two year old brother, Miles, sitting next to each other at a swimming pool. Once again, tears was brought to his eyes from looking at it. He folded it back up as quickly as he could and stuffed it back into his hat. He started to cry heavily as he place his hat on his head. Suddenly, the whole place started to shake violently, crates that weren’t secured properly dropped to the floor, creating screams and yelps between the beings in their enclosures. He felt his crate go on the edge, causing Hazard’s crate to tumble off and land with a sickening crunch, quickly followed by Mikeys, a corner of his crate collapsing in, cracking him on the side of the head, cutting him fairly deep, but not deep enough to leave a scar. He yelped as it connected, blood dripping on the floor. The corner of the crate was completely destroyed, splitting open to create a small hole, large enough to get his hand out. He looked out of the hole, and saw a figure shuffle out of Hazard’s crate.[br]

“Hazard? You okay?” he asked with deep concern. Hazard looked up to see Mikey looking at him through the hole of his crate. He was completely unharmed by the impact of the two crates colliding, his crate took the whole collision heavily. Hazard started to shuffle towards Mikey’s crate.[br]

“Yeah, I’m fine, you?” he replied.[br]

“I’m okay, bleeding, but okay…” Mikey quietly said.[br]

“How badly?”[br]

“No serious bleeding, don‘t worry…” Hazard looked through the hole to look at the damage to Mikey. Mikey’s blood lightly stained his fur, but his hat was untouched, no bloodstain, not one. Mikey wiped his blood from his chest with the stub of his arm.[br]

“Well, I can tell you one thing Mikey,” he said quietly, looking away at a small window, “We’re not on terra firma anymore.”[br]

“What do you mean?” Mikey asked timidly. Hazard managed to turn the crate around to the small window, that was facing in the direction of earth.[br]

“That’s what I mean.”[br]

“Oh, I get it.” he replied near silently.[br]

“I’d better get back to my crate, we should be docking soon.” He then shuffled towards his crate, then clambered back in.[br]
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The whole place rumbled violently for the second time, metal clashed with the walls and other metal. Mikey’s box stood unmoved, due to the distortion of the box. After a few minutes of silence, the door opened up and metallic robots rolled in, picking up crate upon crate in quick succession. Mikey watched in awe from what he was seeing, then he saw Hazard’s crate being lifted. Hazard looked at Mikey and waved at him[br]

“See you later, Mikey.” he called out, with a smile on his face. Mikey waved back out of the hole in the crate.[br]

“See you later!!!” Mikey shouted back, with the same expression. He suddenly felt his crate shudder, levitate and head towards the door. His happiness from meeting his new friend slowly disappeared as he was taken through many corridors. The robot carrying him stopped abruptly, making his bloodstained face hit the crate with a significant thump. “OW!!!” he cried out with a grimace. He then looked out of the hole to see where he was, but the front of the crate opened up and tilted forward, sending him tumbling forward like a marble. “Stupid bot…” he muttered as he stood up.[br]
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What he was stood in was a significantly large laboratory, at least three levels of computers below him and a further two above him, chock full of scientists talking to each other, experimenting on DNA, atoms and designing weapons for future use, the floor he was on was no different to the ones above him as he made his way by the work benches and trolleys full of chemicals, ranging from hydrochloric acid to liquid sulphur dioxide and a new chemical that he wouldn’t be able to say, let alone understand how it was made. When he finally made it past the hordes of scientists, he gazed over a barrier, and over that barrier, he looked onto a gigantic piece of machinery, what seemed to be controlling an electric blue, near transparent ooze, in a shape of a sphere, with purple strands of energy coursing straight through the middle of the orb. But he wasn’t looking at it for long, as he was yanked off the floor by his tail, and lifted off the floor at least two or three feet high.[br]

“HEY! PUT ME DOWN!” he shouted as he dangled helplessly over the floor. He looked at what was holding him, and it seemed to be a black hedgehog, at least a good head higher than Mikey was, with the fixed expression of anger on his face, the edges of his eyes were coloured red, as was streaks of his spines, wearing hover boots, he looked like no slow coach. “LET ME GO, YOU MEAN HEDGEHOG!!!” With that, the black hedgehog moved him over the barrier, looking intent on dropping him. “DON’T LET ME GO, DON’T LET ME GO!!!” Mikey screamed in fright. The hedgehog pulled back over the banister, with a smirk, content with the reaction that he got from him. He then kept hold and started to walk towards what looked like a lift. The hedgehog stepped over the red line that sent the lift straight up slowly, due to the many people on the lift.[br]
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“Are you gonna let me go or not?” Mikey asked in frustration. The hedgehog gave no reply. “Let me go!” Again, no response. “Are you even listening?!?!” With that, he made a perfect roundhouse kick, while being held by his tail upside down, into the hedgehogs ribs. No movement, not even a sound. “WHY WON’T YOU LET ME GO?!?!” he shouted at the top of his lungs, making the scientists look at them both, before walking out of the lift, like nothing has happened.[br]

“I need to take you to the doctor,” the hedgehog finally spoke, in a low and powerful tone of voice.[br]

“I don’t need to see a doctor,” Mikey grumpily muttered, “Just because I’ve got a cut to the head, doesn’t mean I’ve got to see a stupid doctor…”. That comment made the hedgehog dangle Mikey over the edge, looking very purposeful to drop him. “DON’T DROP ME!!!” he blurted. The hedgehog pulled him back and lifted him eye to eye, with a very infuriated look.[br]

“You do not call the doctor stupid,” he slowly uttered to him with a growl, “Not when I’m around. Do I make myself clear?” Mikey heavily gulped, and nodded slightly. “Good.” he snarled as he continued to grip Mikey’s tail, dangling him at least two feet off the ground. The lift decelerated to a crawl before shuddering to a halt. The doors slid open like a snake slithers over the foliage. The hedgehog swung him into the area, making him roll on his sides. The hedgehog strolled in after him. “Stand up, fellow experiment.”[br]

“I’m not an experiment!!!” Mikey cried out, punching him in the cheek. Not a muscle of his moved. Mikey clashed his right arm into the hedgehogs face, but no movement. The hedgehog stared at him, unimpressed. Getting frustrated, he tried a crescent kick on top of the hedgehogs head, but the hedgehog grabbed his leg and slammed his elbow into his ribs. Mikey gasped for air as he became light headed, making his nose bleed as a consequence, while dropping to the floor. A set of scientists grabbed Mikey by the arms as he started to pass out from the blow. The hedgehog smirked then walked away from them as soon as Mikey fainted.

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