[Nichole! I'm blind, help!]
From my right ear, Nichole replied, [You're not blind, metal! Its an email.]
[Well, get this "email" thing out of the way!] The black box moved towards the top of my left eye, in the form of a message, [Its a message!]
I heard a sigh, [That's what an email is.] I then felt my data being accessed, looking for an explanation, [It seems somebody used me to install this capability, though it isn't Sally. Why give you something I have?]
I shrugged and read the message,
I got my eye on you. - Anon
The box was deleted, [Waste of time-] *bing* A new email formed in its place.
No. I'm not a waste of time. Call me your guardian and warden in one neat package. - Anon
Nichole was the first to ask, [It can understand us?] *bing*
Yes. - Anon
[Who and where are you Anon?!] I shouted, sounding like a blender to outsiders. In the distance I heard a distorted 'shut up' reminding me that I'm in the hive. *bing*
Call me whatever you want, I'm not giving you a true name. As to where: come outside. - Anon
I took about a minute to leave the hive when Anon sent me a map. Las Pegasus? [From the look of things, Anon might be a gambler or just hiding. I can't go in public yet, Nichole!]
[Is that worry I sense?]
[I'm serious! I need to look... Not me.] I waved my gray, clawed hand to remind her who I am.
[Well, I've thought about it. Why not cover yourself with your avatar?] *bing*
Yeah, your world's kind is common here. - Anon
Well, sure. Have something that almost resembles flesh and when my hologram short circuits 'Sonic 5 is alive' or I grab the nearest gun. I'm glad Nichole cant read thoughts.
[I can tell you have negative thoughts, Metal.] Coils. You know, since I don't crap. [Try to think positive!]
[For you, I'll try.] *bing*
Awww. Love you, too sunshine! Move it, I don't have all night! - SAnon
*bing*
* Anon.
Not SAnon. Though again, call me whatever you want. - Anon.
I landed near the dam and covered myself with my Avatar. The usual red eyed Sonic knock off with feathery green wings and stripes. I have to hand it to magic changeling goo and a self sustaining core with chaos energy mixing, flying is better. I digress. I have a green suit with a white dress shirt and blue tie that match my shoes. Nichole's Avatar is still stuck in its altered state so she added a wig and sparkling dress. What? I want to look legit in front of this guy and loner will not do.
"Testing. Testing. One. Two. Three." We kept an ear open for music or distortions. Nothing. "We're good."
We flew to nearby alley and walked the streets to Casino night. When we entered, the guy wasn't kidding. Fat pigs passed us with empty pockets, lambs and ponies fought, there was awkward silence between my world's ponies and this world's ponies, and so on. *bing* I lifted up a holographic PDA as if I got the message there.
I'm at the bar. Nice look by the way. - Anon
I walk Nichole over to the bar, there sat a man in all black. Upon closer examination, its a hedgehog roughly my size wearing a navy blue suit with gold details, shades, and a face hidden behind the flaps of his jacket. "You want to guess who I am?" He asked in a robotically distorted voice, "I have a job for you. Ms. Sonata Dusk?"
From the bar, a blue Mobian pony (odd because Mobian ponies and horses aren't pastel colored) in a casual magenta, pink outfit walks up. She has three tone blue mane and tail with a smile that could warm my heart... if I had one. She sits next to Anon, "Yes Mr. S?"
"By logic. I know who you are." I was about to point out his obvious identity when he revealed his face. Well, there's an error. He is a blue skinned creature with fangs, green eyes, and blue fur with white, gray tips. "Never mind." He gave a smirk. Like one of those smirks you give when you know you've fooled someone or know something they don't (and might wish to) know. He downs the last of his drink with a clawed hand.
He hides his face behind jacket flaps and a tilted hat, "Its not safe here." Getting up on his pointed does, "Follow me, robot." We all did so, leaving Casino Night Zone and to an apartment in the real Las Pegasus nearby.
The place wasn't too bad, but not good either. Instead of iron floor, a cream colored -carpet. The walls had a not evil -homey- look, with lights on the walls in curved fixtures pointing up instead of on the ceiling. I don't need Nichole's data banks to know that he had a huge couch. That things was curved and very cushioned.
Nichole bumped my arm, which would look creepy to those who didn't know, "Metal!"
"Huh, what?"
"He's talking to you."
I turn my focus to the blue wolf-like thing, giving me a glare of annoyance, "I wasn't going to say this twice... I'm being hunted by Fang the Sniper aka Nack the Weasel. He wants me captured and sent to the Robotniks, who will execute me. I need to to stop him, but if you kill him I will not take blood on my hands. I also need the the tip of a unicorn horn."
Fang the Sniper? Wait, according to Nichole he's real. A purple bounty hunter with a record of being a clumsy, "Seems easy enough."
"Its not. This world turned his gun into a death ray and for other unknown reason, he knows magic. How do you trip on a root if your flying?"
"Look out for that tree, George- Nichole, remind me not to make any movie references." I appeared to rub my head. We sat on his couch, "Does he have anything else worth mentioning?"
I slightly high pitch voice came from the bed behind us, "Well, I can turn invisible."
As if he never heard the voice, Mr. S continued while scratching his chin, "I'm not too sure, ran into him once." I turned on my thermal lens- Fang is right behind him. I shot myself towards the invisible weasel with the knife, both of us struggling on the ground as he became visible. "He found me!"
I kept my hold on Fang, "You didn't hear him say," I played recording, "Well, I can turn invisible. I can hear it like your heart beat!"
"Well, excuse me prince! I cant hear a heart beat, being real and all." Fang grabbed his gun (Are you kidding me?!) and fired, sending a blast that was too powerful for its own good. When it was over, Fang, Mr. S, and Sonata left no traces of their being... except for the destroyed room and a burnt taco on my head.
I flew out the window when I heard voices, which started instantly so I needed no witnesses.
[That could have been better,] Nichole stated flatly. I flew above the hive back to my usual self, getting a good view of the sun rise.
[Well, at least we didn't get jumped by thieves or mafia,] I was placed in thought, [Though, he didn't give me a reason to work for him nor do I think I should,] I thought about it, [Though he still didn't answer any questions. For all we know he could answer us now.]
[Maybe somebody is spying on him besides Fang.]
[Its likely.] I replied, crossing my arms and lowering a bit.
[I wonder when we'll meet him again.]
[I don't know...] I turned from the sun, [Come to think of it, what does he want with a unicorn horn anyway?]
Friendship. - Mr. S
[Well, that was cryptic...] Nichole commented. Just then my beacon called for me. What does he want, now?