OOC: Finally I have some time to post. Same character, but this time, she won't be as weak as before. At least that's what I hope to accomplish here. XD

I'll have the profile posted for now. IC later.

Name: Kanal
Species: Echidna
Age: 8 years (physically/ mentally, actual age unknown)
Fur Color: Light Orange
Eye Color: Light Blue
Clothing: Tattered top and skirt style loincloth. She had ribbons on two of her dreads (for decoration) and black wristbands (to help control her chaos powers), but they were taken and replaced with a Teknolia collar, which inhibits her abilities.
Abilities: Chaos Heal/Energy Blasts, limited barriers; inhibited by collar. Her own physical strength almost matches that of any adult, which is unusual for a child her age. Her ability to recover from injuries at a faster rate is also inhibited by the collar.
Story: A mysterious girl who had been found by Knuckles one day. She remembers nothing of her past, except that she had been sealed in a sort of crystallized prison at some point and kept in suspended animation, but she doesn't know how long ago. She has currently been working in the mines for about 5 days now.

IC:

"Come on... work..."

Kanal was kneeling in the darkest corner of the cell, trying with all her might to gather even the tiniest bit of energy in her hands.

The pain from the collar was getting worse, but she couldn't afford to let up, not now.

She'd managed a small spark before, but now she wasn't so sure she could get another. When the pain was too much, she almost collapsed. Her arms felt like jelly as she struggled to keep herself on her knees.

"You really need to stop that," Bean's voice echoed from the front of the cell. "You're wearing yourself out..."

"I'm fine," the girl replied, crawling back to her bunk on the left wall. "I think I've gotten a little better."
She looked up at the green duck leaning against the bars. "I have to get out of here and find my big brother..."

"Knuckles, right?" the duck finished her sentence.

Kanal nodded. "He's not really my brother, but he is like one to me... He's probably someplace else, like another planet. When those aliens came, they grabbed him and disappeared in a flash of light. I still remember the last words he told me: 'Run, Kanal.'"

"And you did-- for only two days," Bean remarked. "Pretty good for a kid, I'd say."

"Thanks, Bean. You really are a good listener."

"Don't mention it," the duck spoke, still unmoving. "Looks like it's bout time for those Teknian goons to make their evening rounds."

OOC: Welcome Kaze the chao nice to see you again =)

Dakar the Echidna hasnt been a slave for so long ,he was captured yesterday when his home place Green hill was raided by Tekdroids Corps of the Berserk legion and taken to the slave workshop, a Teknolia collar was clamped around his neck so he couldnt use his full natural strenght and his feet chained so he cant run to well plus his right leg under the knee was painfully branded with the name of K.H, the dwarf like Teknian slavedriver who is now his owner. he got awake in his cell earlier during the night because of the frustration and pain on his aching body from being forced to dig with his knuckles for minerals all day in his new life as a slave, some of the other Echidna slaves have told him it will only hurt his muscles in the first night getting used to this hard work eventualy, but what does it matter if he is still going to be beaten and whiped and deprived of his freedom. Dakar layed inmovile on his bunk, his slowly heaving chest the only hint that he was still alive, suddenly he heard the door of his cell opening.

Dakar Ungh *gets in a siting position as he watched the Tekdroid slavedrivers at the other side of the cell bars as they opened the cell door he also noticed that they had a young yellow squirel slave with them, he looked carefully as he was pushed in and sudenly recognised him, he was Ray!*

Tekdroid Slavedrive *to Ray* this will be your cell now!

Ray *really frightened as he looks at Dakar* Oh man, p please dont h hurt me! *is trembling*

Tekdroid slavedriver Now go inside! *pushes ray into the cell making him fall down

Ray *hits the cell floor* Ugh!

Dakar *when he saw the two Tekdroid Slavedrivers walk away he quikly got beside Ray* Are you ok Ray?, dont worry I wont hurt you

Ray *had curled up covering his head with hands but then looked up at him still a bit afraid* R really?

Dakar *smiles warmly and nods* Yeah *offers his right hand to help him get up*

Ray *takes Dakars hand and stands up* Heh thanks, by the way how did you know my name?

Dakar Your from the chaotix isnt it?, your bravery following Knuckles and helping him in his adventures are even known in my hometown in Greenhill, well at least what remained of it after the Teknians raid *gets slightly sad after remembering Green hill but then straigthens up* oh were are my manners, my names Dakar

Both Dakar and Ray both shake hands, this being the start of a new friendship.

(OOC: Same characters as before, although this time I'll bring Ianthe in from the start I think. also I got a quick question before I IC...Alex. check your inbox

Name: Wraith
Species: Echidna
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Fur Color: Maroon
Eye Color: Dark grey
Clothing: Front-and-back loincloth
History: Full story in the Character Profiles Thread. Brief overview ~ Knuckles' older brother, has a dark history which gave him a small metal implant on his forehead, now fights for justice and freedom however, and joined Sonic and his gang to assist in the fight against Robotnik. History as a Freedom Fighter means he's constantly on the lookout for a way of escape from slavery, and is not afraid to take it when he sees one.

Name: Ianthe Irrin
Species: Red Squirrel
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Fur Color: Reddish-brown
Eye Color: Gleaming emerald green
Clothing: Normally doesn't wear any, as her fur covers her sufficiently, however has been forced to wear a very short, ragged vest and front style loincloth by the Teknians
History: Born with multiple personallity disorder and having lost her parents at a young age, Ianthe has always been a loner, surviving on her own away from society. Met up with Wraith and co during a nasty incident in Station Square, and agreed to help them once in a while, although refuses to be classed as a propper member of the gang. Her survivor history has made her very tough and resourceful, although her personallity disorder can get the better of her if she shfts into another mindset.

IC once I hear back from Alex.)

EDIT IC:

"It's still not working, sir."

The Guard grunted to himself as he stood staring throughfully at the prisoner strung up before him, cold eyes burning into the figure like diamonds. "She tried her powers again last night, and still the collar didn't react." continued the Slavedriver beside him, shaking his head slowly. "We just can't seem to find the right frequency to block it."

The Tekdroid sighed and stepped forward, reaching out to grab the prisoner's chin in his hand in a vice-like grip, forcing her to look at him. "Why do you persist in being so incredibly difficult?" he hissed, sounding bored with the proceedings.

"Why...won't you...listen to what I say?" came the responce in a soft, flowing voice, panting and weak from pain and exhaustion. "It's not...a power! It's...a disorder!"

"You seriously expect us to believe that when it allows you to single-handedly decapitate half a battalion?"

"It's not my fault...you got on Solstice's...bad side!" retorted the prisoner through gritted teeth, leaning forward in her restraints. "And that you aren't used to...dealing with Capoeira! If it were really a power, why would I next moment become a frightened child who can't...stand up for herself?" She was strung up on a metal frame in one of the torture rooms, spread eagled and hanging from the tough shackles around her wrists. Her long, reddish brown hair, straight as a ruler and reaching all the way to her waist, was dishevelled and wild, clearly uncared for for a number of days, and her thin, exquisitely shaped body was marred by scars, scratches and bruises from many hours of torture. Nevertheless, her thin, delicate face, with small, pointed nose and large, gleaming emerald green eyes, still bore a look of quiet dignity and resolve, bravery in the face of terror, as she stared down her persecutors, shaking her head slightly to waft a strand of her hair from her face. Her long, bushy tail identified her as a Red Squirrel.

"Perhaps you wanted to be captured." the Tekdroid responded blankly. "Perhaps you enjoy the pain. You're certainly prolonging this torture some."

The Squirrel sighed, her chest heaving as she tried to breathe against the awkward position of her confinement. "I'm not the one...prolonging this..."

"Well, whatever you like, but we've told you we'll let you go as soon as we find a way to control you. If you were to co-operate, you could be out of here in no time, back with your friends with good, exciting work. Yet you refuse..."

"You're not...seriously telling me...you have no Multiple Personallity Disorder...on your planet?"

The Tekdroid didn't respond, instead simply scrutinising her for a moment longer, before turning to the Slavedriver. "Carry on. Keep me informed of any developments." The Slavedriver nodded and turned to a computer terminal on the wall, pressing a few buttons to activate various pices of torture equipment around the room. As the Tekdoid turnd to leave, the Squirrel leaned her head back on the metal rack, her eyes closed as she took several deep breaths, trying to prepare herself for the pain once again. Her face was deadpan, showing no emotion whatsoever...she had learned over the years to control her emtions completely, and rarely showed any hint of her feelings on the outside, no matter the situation...

...but, if one were to look closely enough, they might just have noticed a single, lonely tear slowly seep from her eye and trace a slow, liquid path down the side of her cheek and neck, glinting slightly in the dim lights of the torture chamber...

...dim lights, casting a dark, dingy twilight on the small, spartain prison cell. It suited his mood perfectly.

He sat silently on the bed, legs crossed and arms folded, leaning back against the wall, his grey eyes closed. His dark fur looked black in the shadow of the room, a dim metallic gleam of metal on his forehead the only thing besides his gloves and collar to break the darkness. He could have been asleep, but no...sleep had been hours ago. He couldn't sleep much here, even if he wanted to, which he didn't. Most of the time he sat awake...

...awake, and plotting.

He would get out of here. It was only a matter of time. He had known the moment he had been dragged kicking and screaming through that tiny cell door that he would escape, and the cold, darkened musings of the many nights since had only added to his resolve. He had faced Robotnik, bloodthirsty street gangs, criminal masterminds...he had beaten them, and he would beat these Teknians too. Mobius would be free again.

His musings were broken by a loud clanging at the door, and his steel grey eyes slid open as it opened, watching as another figure was thrown through the doorway to the cold, concrete floor beond. He flinched, as though about to leap forward and aid the newcomer, help him to his feet, but something made him stop as he spotted the other figure's face, and the single, long, pointed fang hanging from his mouth. Oh for the love of...

The Weasel jumped up, spinning towards the door as it closed with a BANG. "Hey, you can't do this to me! Get back here you fools!!!" Only the echo of his voice answered him as the noise of the Guards' tramping footsteps died away, and he slowly turned, looking round the cell, before his eyes alighted on the Echidna sat on the bed opposite him. "Oh heck!"

The Echidna didn't respond, instead simply staring silently at the newcomer with a heavy brow. Yes, most he would have assisted...most he would have gone to aid. He was a kind and caring individual, who wanted to look after anybody that needed help.

Most...but not him. He was different. He could rot for all the Echidna cared...which, of course, was no doubt exactly the same sentiment shared by him for the Echidna. The maroon figure didn't care.

"You try anything, you're dead, got that?" the Weasel spat with venom as he stepped backwards towards his own bunk, sitting down on it heavily. The Echidna still didn't respond, simply watching as his new companion slowly lay down, before closing his eyes once again, returning to his apparent sleeping position. The night just got a while lot longer...

(OOC: SMall note, in this RP I'd like to focus more on my own characters, so while I've brought in Nack, I won't be taking as much responsibillity for him as I did last time. He'll be more of an NPC, so feel free to use him as much as you like, to keep him in the story.)

OOC: Hi Wraith and welcome to my RP =)

It was almost work time but it was enough time for Dakar to talk to his new friend

Dakar So you where separated by your friend Mighty?

Ray *nods a little sad*

Dakar *puts his right gloved hand on his shoulder trying to make him feel secure* Dont worry you can hang with me meanwhile, Im sure we will find him

Ray Thanks, Its nice to see nice people like you, since I was thrown into this slave workshop, the rest of the slaves were mostly worrying of themselves

Dakar *looks a bit iritated about that* Yeah your right, even if they got their reason we should stand united to ensure our survival and even escape from this terrible place

Ray Yeah

Meanwhile in Wraiths and Nacks cell

It was very unconfortable for Nack in being in the same cell with a Freedom fighter and most specificaly Wraith, He hated him for being responsible in ruining his plans in stealing treasure and locked in prison.

Nack *Its laying on his bed his back facing Wraith, he peeks carefully over his shoulder thinking "Oh how I despise you Wraith!*

Suddenly a evil tought crossed the purple Weasels mind when he saw Wraith asleep

Nack *Thinking "he he that idiot Echidna is defensless now, plus he doesnt have his armour and his powerful strenght is sealed by the collar, this is a good chance to kill him"*

Nack sat up carefully and looked around wathever he could use as a weapon and his eyes came to rest on Wraiths empty bowl in wich he ate his ration of gruel

Nack *thinking "perfect! first im going hit him hard with it on the head and while he is dazed Im gonna grab him in a headlock and strangle him till he dies, and then it will be one less freedom fighter to deal with"

smiling evilly he carefully got up from his bed and carefully tip toed to the bowl, he picked it up and got near Wraith, he lifted the bowl with both hands ready to smash Wraiths face

CLANG

The bowl dented in Nack's hands as he brought it down, two long, thin points appearing in it's smooth surface as the metal connected with Wraith's knuckledusters. Instantly Wraith was moving again as he lept off the bed, knocking the dented bowl out of the Weasel's paw with a gloved hand, while his other arm grabbed Nack by the neck, driving him backwards into the concrete wall of the cell like a freight train!

"Try anything and I'm dead, huh?" the Echdina hissed through gritted teeth, glaring at Nack like a tiger about to pounce. "Does that apply to you as well, huh?"

The crushing pressure on his throat tightened as Wraith leaned forward, his nose inches from Nack's face. "Count yourself lucky I consider all life sacred, fool!" he spat venomously. "Even yours, however little you deserve it. That's the only reason you aren't lay bleeding on the floor right now!" For a long moment he stood, staring the Weasel square in the eye, before turning away and releasing his grip on Nack's neck, stepping back towards his bed and sitting down again in the same, silent pose...

Nack *rubs his neck gasping for breath sitting back on his bed looking hatefully at Wraith thinking, Damn even without his armour and limited strenght he is still a very skilled fighter, I must be more careful!*

After seven hours have passed K.H could be heard from the speaker as one Tekdroid slavedriver entered the cell in wich Dakar and Ray where in.
"Time to work slaves" said K.H his voice booming from the speaker

Dakar *stands up quikly from his bed dont wanting to have problems with the Tekdroid slavedriver standing beside the cell door* Come Ray

Ray *quikly hops of his bed scared and rushes beside Dakar*

Tekdroid Slavedriver Thats what I like, that you obey imediatly, now join the line!

As soon as Dakar and Ray where out of the cell, they where pushed into a line group of slaves wich was slowly increasing as more slaves came. Dakar looked at his suroundings it was still night but in some minutes it will be morning and it will start to get very hot because of the ubication where the Teknians had installed their base and slave workshop that was in the arid dry grounds of Mobius. the slave drivers began to herd Dakar, Ray and the slaves in his group toward the tunnels underground, if working outside with the intense heat was terrible then it was worse underground wich was what Dakar hated.

The next few hours passed slowly. As Kanal rested, Bean kept an eye on the iron bars which reflected in his eyes in the dimly lit underground cavern. At the slightest sound of footsteps from slavedrivers, he tapped the sleeping girl's foot.

"What's wrong?" she murmured, still half-asleep.

"Get up. They're coming."

Kanal finally sat up and hopped off the uncomfortable bunk, still rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"You all right, kid?"

"I'm fine."

It wasn't long before the guard showed up on the other side of the bars. Bean was the one who exited the cell first into the slow-moving line of slaves already moving in a dismal, grim parade down the hall.

Kanal was about to followed suit, keeping her eyes straight ahead though she knew its eye was locked on her.

That thing was lucky. If she didn't have this stupid collar on she would have toasted him long ago.

A loud clatter of a lock startled the sleeping Nack from his uneasy sleep, causing him to nearly jump clean off his natress as he looked up towards the door. Wraith was still sat in his selfsame pose as though he hadn't moved all night, and now the only sign that he was alive was when his grey eyes flicked open like beacons, fixing themselves on the door of the cell as it swung open on it's hinges.

"Up, now. Move it." announced the slavedriver as he stepped into the room, gesturing towards the door with his thumb. Nack gave the figure a look, but immeadeately complied, jumping off his bed and stepping towards the door quietly. Wraith was somewhat slower in responding, closing his eyes for a brief moment as though he were ignoring the command, before slowly unfolding his arms and pushing himself to the side of the bed, every movement ponderous and deliberate. The Slavedriver looked angry as he stepped towards the Echidna, reaching out and grabbing his arm roughly. "I said move it!"

Instantly the cold grey eyes were on him, burning into him like diamonds from beneath the heavy, glaring brow, and for a second the Slavedriver seemed to pause, taken aback by the venom of the gaze. Wraith turned slightly, forceably wrenching his arm from the Teknian's grasp, before going back to his slow, deliberate movements as he carefully stood up and stretched his legs and arms, flexing his fingers to crack them after the long cold of night. With that, he turned towards the door and calmly stepped forward, an aura of dignity and pride surrounding him as he slowly moved out into the corridor beond. The Teknians could do what they liked to him, he didn't care, but he sure as heck wasn't going to give them the satisfaction of seeing him broken...

OOC Wraith do you mind if I use this part of your post of my other RP?, Its because some events will happen the same way, but still there will be new stuff =)

Wraith and Nack wondered down the corridors of the slave block, the Tekdroid slavedriver that had taken them out of their cell following a short way behind.

"Say there," started Nack, turning to face the Tekdroid slavedriver and walking backwards as he spoke, "I've been thinking, is there anything that you guys need...you know, info on the planet, or maybe some of the dangerous fools that call themselves heroes, you know, stuff to help your campaign?"

"Silence." replied the Tekdroid in a monotone.

"It's just that I'm kinda a sage among my friends, but I'm getting bored of them, you know what I mean?" continued Nack regardless. "I've seen you guys opperate as you took over, and wow, I'm impressed! I just wondered if you wanted an advisor to help you with any unexpected hitches in your plans?"

Wraith cast a sidelong glance at the Weasel, his grey eyes gleaming in the light of the corridor, but made no attempt to get involved in the conversation himself. If Nack wanted to make a fool of himself, that was up to him...

"We need nobody. We've already taken over most of this planet and everything is under control. Now keep quiet."

"Ah, but that's where you have to be careful! You see, I believe there's a secret underground resistance being plotted against your forces! The masterminds behind it are the selfsame heroes who tried to overthrow this world's last leader, Doctor Robotnik! This echidna here, for instance..." Wraith shot the weasel a murderous glance. "...is one of those heroes, and he's plotting your downfall with a number of others!"

WHOP! Nack was thrown against the wall of the corridor as the fist of the slavedriver smashed across his face. "We need no advice." retorted the Tekdroid angrily. "We are the supreme creations of Emperor C.R, and even if a rebellion is being planned, it will be crushed without mercy before it begins! We also do not tollerate disobedience!" The slavedriver turned to Wraith, pointing down the corridor towards a long line of slaves shuffling past the end. "You, join the line immeadeately."

Wraith silently turned and continued down the corridor, casting only another sidelong glance towards Nack's form as he moved off. He hated the mistreatment of any Mobian, even one as annoying as him, but in this case, he had to admit the Weasel was asking for it. And right now, there was nothing he could do...he couldn't afford to break his cover just yet.

The Tekdroid slavedriver watched him as he joined the line, then once satisfied Wraith was under supervision of the other Tekdroid slavedrivers watching the line, he turned back to Nack to administer further punishment. Wraith's eye stared directly forward as the movement of the line took him around the corner and out of sight of the confrontation. He couldn't afford to let the injustice get to him, no matter how angry he felt about it. Not yet...

meanwhile in other part of the slave workshop a Tekdroid Corp was talking with two short Teknians.

Tekdroid Corp K.H you will oversee the slaves in the tunnels, you T.H will oversee the slaves here

Ordered the Tekdroid Corp, both slavedrivers nodded

Tekdroid Corp Very good *walks away to his post on the great wall surounding the slave workshop*

K.H *turns to his brother smiling cruely* Good luck brother and remember, slaves are called by the whip not by their names *says K.H holding up his right Teknolia arm with his hand transformed into a Teknolia whip*

T.H Yes I know brother *says T.H doing the same with his arm*

K.H walks away in direction where the tunnels are while T.H started to walk around the slave workshop but with a diferent idea, to not make the day to hard for the slaves, still he feelt sorry for the slaves working underground with his brother who was going to make their lives more miserable for his enjoyment.

The Tekdroid Corp returned into the torture room to see if there was any progress in finding a way to block Ianthes special abilities with the collar

Tekdroid Corp *looks at the Tekdroid slavedriver who had stoped torturing Ianthe when he noticed him* Any results?

(OOC: Fine by me Al. I am going for a slightly darker feel to my posts this time around, so Wraith probably wouldn't be so 'jovial' as his reactions suggest in that post, but that's neither here nor there, it's all good.)

"Still nothing." responded the Slavedriver ruefully, shaking his head slowly as he spoke. "Just been trying some shock treatment, but she's close to passing out so I may have to try something else. Can't have her going unconsious on us."

The Tekdroid grunted again as he looked up at Ianthe hanging weakly on the metal frame on the wall, limp and still as though she were unconsious already. "Are you trying to simply resist us?" he muttered testily.

Slowly, painfully, Ianthe's head rose slightly from her chest, a single exhausted eye squinting out through the tangled mass of her hair that hung down over her face as she met the Droid's gaze, seemingly having trouble focusing on him. Her voice, hoarse and rasping, was barely audible as she whispered a quiet responce, a trickle of blood seeping between her lips and running down her chin as she spoke: "Does it...matter...?"

"If you are then you will fail." the Tekdroid responded immeadeately. "All resistance is crushed before us, no matter where it comes from." Suddenly he lashed out, delivering a powerful backhand blow to the Squirrel's face that would have thrown her clean across the room had she not been restrained! "The sooner you learn this, the better it will be for all of us." Another punch, from the other direction, and Ianthe gasped as more pain exploded through her cheek. "Quit being so stubborn!"

Again a powerful strike, and the Squirrel felt her mind reeling as the room around her seemed to fade for a second, her vision spinning like a top. For a moment, she was convinced she was about to pass out, a flood of relief washing over her at the prospect of a short break, a short time out of the horrors of this torture chamber, and yet, to her dismay, reality swiftly returned, and the world around her, though still spinning, reassirted itself once again. She had trained herself to control her thoughts and make her mind stronger, but in this case, all that training was working against her, refusing to allow her the escape of unconsiousness from the agony she was suffering. Her head dropped to her chest once again, her body drained of the strength even to look around as she hung lifelessly from the metal rack, silently awaiting he next ordeal these monsters might put her through.

Hopefully this time they'd make a mistake, and end up killing her...

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Wraith looked just the same as all the other slaves in the line as he quietly followed them into the darkness of the tunnels ahead, head down in quiet despondancy, not daring to meet the gaze of the Slavedrivers round about for fear of reprisal. In truth, though, he was searching, constantly looking around with quick, unseen glances as he moved, watching the movements of their captors with a hawklike gaze as he examined them for any weakness, any problem in their defence he might exploit.It would only take one, one small slip, one foothold, to make the start...and from there, who knew what would happen. He would have to wait for the right time, but when it came, he'd be ready.

He had also been on the lookout for allies. He hadn't seen anyone he recognised during his time here, save for Nack of course, but he was hardly an ally. But if he could find one or more of them to help...Sonic, Tails, Ianthe, any of the Chaotix crew...even his own brother Knuckles - just what had these darned Teknians done with him? Anyone he knew as allies would be a great help right now, if he could just find them. They had to be somewhere...!

Slowly he filed into the cavern with all the others, gritting his teeth as he did so. Another day of impossibly hard work...well, at least it kept him in shape. He couldn't help but wonder how many would collapse from exhustion today, only to be carted off to who knew where by their evil masters.

No, this would end...and very, very soon...

K.H *on his way to the tunnels he came across the Tekdroid slavedriver beating up Nack* I see some slaves are being problematic?

Tekdroid slavedriver *stops beating Nack and bows to K.H* Hey Slavedriver K.H *looks back a moment at Nack who was laying on the ground bruised and groaning in pain from the beating then looks back at K.H* Dont worry I have this slave under control, but let me report you this

K.H *looks interested* Tell me

Tekdroid Slavedriver I went to wake up this slave and another one in his cell who is a Marron Echidna with a strange metalic object on his forehead shaped as a upside down triangle. The thing that worried me is that he seems to be very rebellious

K.H *thinks about it* Mmmmh so that Echidna thinks he can do what he want eh *looks at Tekdroid Slavedriver* thanks for telling me, I will take care of him, show me where he is

Tekdroid slavedriver *Forces Nack to his feet, and makes him walk* Sure follow me Slavedriver K.H

Dakar and Ray walked silently in the crowd of slaves

Tekdroid slavedriver *pushes hard Dakar* Keep walking slave!

Ray *worried* Dakar!

Dakar *the push was to hard and unexpected that he made him crash with Bean* Ungh

The ever increasing heat in the tunnels below ground was enough to make anyone aggravated. In Bean's case, it would mean someone would be glad to have their face punched in.

The duck was already sleep deprived and malnourished, but it was quite surprising how much energy he had to grab the dark green echidna and slam him against the hard, jagged walls.

"Just who the hell do you think you are?!" he growled. "You'd better apologize now 'fore I--"

"Bean, stop it!" A small pair of hands reached up and grabbed one of his arms and tugged. The duck whirled around to find Kanal behind him, annoyance etched in the child's features.

"Leggo, kid, the grown-ups are busy here."

A swift but hard kick to the back of his leg was all it took to force him to release Dakar. Bean gave the girl a nasty glare. "What the @#%$ was that for?!"

"You brought it upon yourself," Kanal snapped, equally returning his stare. "I told you to stop, and you didn't. It's like I'm the adult and you're the kid sometimes!"

The duck grumbled to himself; the youngster hit the nail on the head, but he didn't want to admit it.

Kanal, meanwhile, had held out her hand to the dark green echidna who had backed away a couple of feet from Bean.

"Sorry about him, he's always been this mad since he was brought down here. I'm Kanal. Pleased to meet you."

Dakar grunted in pain as Bean slamed him against the jagged wall, he recognized and was surprised to see Bean and also became angry for his agression, he could have started fighting Bean for doing that to him if Kanal didnt interfere

Dakar *gets very surprised of how mature and right Kanal is of what she said, he walked toward her still in pain, he must had got some new cuts on his scarred back from the jagged wall and could feel blood trickling his back. he shakes Kanals hand* Im Dakar, nice to meet you too

Ray *was very worried of his new friend Dakar and that a fight could have started but see it wasnt started so he let a sigh of relief*

T.H looked around the slave workshop until he came across the torture room, he remembers they had taken a female squirrel inside to see what power did she had to get sealed after destroying many Tekdroid corps and it seems they were still investigating and torturing her.

T.H *thinks are they still finding out what her powers are?, I must do something to help her before she gets severely hurt or die, he gets inside the torture room greeting the Tekdroid Corp and Tekdroid slavedriver* Hi Have found out anything yet

Tekdroid Slavedriver *looks at T.H* Hi Slavdriver T.H,no it seems this slave is trying to resist us

T.H *looks at Ianthe hanging weak and limp, the Tekdroid slavedriver really made a number of her* I see

Tekdroid Corp This slave is being very anoying!

T.H *walks nearer to watch Ianthe closer* Mmmmmmh very strange and interesting

"Well, it's nice to see that you're alright, at least," Kanal mused, taking a look at the echidna's back. "Yesterday I had to whack Bean on the head 'cause he broke one guy's arm. I don't get why he always acts like an older brother around me and like a total jerk the next moment. Grownups are weird."

"HEY, YOU LOT OVER THERE, GET MOVING!" a Tekdroid bellowed from down the hall.

Kanal spotted him easily. As she helped Dakar to his feet with one hand, she pulled down her lower eyelid with a finger on the other and stuck out her tongue. "Make me, slimeball. You couldn't catch me with your hands tied behind your back."

Another inspection, already? This one wasn't on the schedule...

Time didn't exist in the mines, where the sun never penetrated and the only light was the dim, dusty twilight from the occasional flickering flourscent bulb hung haphazardly on the cold stone wall, but Wraith had learned to tell the rough time of day outside by the regular partols passing through the area. He had to hand it to the Teknians on that one, they were efficient...every half hour on the dot a troop of three or four Tekdroids would troop down the long, dark tunnel on a patrol route, in addition to the everpresent Slavedrivers who wondered up and down the face of the metal seam wherever they were needed, and their appearence was so regular that they could just have been parts in some expertly prescise clock or watch.

These, though, were unnexpected. It had been only five or ten minutes since the last patrol passed through, but this Slavedriver and other figure, unusually short for a Teknian, who were tramping down the long tunnel towards him now were definitely off the schedule. Just what were they here for?

He didn't look at them directly, of course, simply throwing them the occasional glance over his shoulder as he continued to pound away at the rock face before him between the other two slaves on either side. Maybe they were just passing by, some high official or other coming to see the progress they were making on the tunnel. Or perhaps they were looking for someone in particular. Whatever the case, it only concerned him inasmuch as the unusual movements would be factored into his calculations on possible escape plans along with all the other info he had accumulated over the weeks since his capture, nothing more.

But then, if that was it, why did he get the distinct impression he was being watched, the hackles on the back of his neck rising as though somehow feeling the cold gaze of multiple pairs of eyes burning into him from beihind as he continued his work? And why did the steady tramping of feet against the cold stone floor as the duo were passing suddenly come to a stop directly behind him, leaving in it's wake an ominous, somehow forboding silence broken only by the quiet ching of metal picks striking the rock of the face all around?

Pausing his work for a brief second, Wraith glanced over his shoulder...

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"Mmmmmmh very strange and interesting."

The Squirrel's eyes were closed as TH approached, but as he came closer, her head slowly raised, her eyes opening to reveal two gleaming, glittering pools of emerald green, shining with a freezing, bitter intensity colder and harsher than the icy plains of Mobius' poles in a blizzard as she stared at him silently with a piercing, unblinking gaze, boring into his soul like lazers beneath her heavy, glaring brow. There was a certain sinnister quality about the gaze, a dark, evil glint in each jade eye that would have struck a hint of fear into even the boldest and bravest of heroic hearts, an unnerving power that made the watcher feel small and weak beneath the unrelenting leer, even despite the Squirrel being the one chained up and at the mercy of her captors.

TH had heard that the girl's quiet tinacity and bravery were silently resisting the constant torture she was being subjected to, but now, staring into that scathing gaze as though he were some tiny creature being examined under a microscope prior to dismemberment and dissection, he couldn't help but get the feeling that this was not the case. Maybe the slavedrivers had seen something like that before, but right now, this was different...

No, right now, this was something altogether darker...

Can I join?

I'll created my fc.

Name:Yuki
Age:14
Fur Color:Sky Blue
Eye Color:Blue
Gender:Female
Personality:Shy,Quite,Nice
Other:Nothing Else

Edit by Kaze: Here's the link to the original character profile, Yuki. There's a little more information here, so it should quell any questions others may have.

All too soon, the now familiar, pitiful sight of the underground mines came into view. All the slaves looked pretty much the same to Kanal. Everyone was chipping away at the stone wall with a worn pickaxe while others carted away trolleys full of rocks. All around them, slavedrivers were patrolling about like the owned the place and whipped anyone who collapsed. Any other echidnas like her in the area struggled to break away parts of the wall with their bare hands.

How pitiful.

The slavedriver behind the girl shoved her, Bean, Dakar, Ray, and a few others forward. "GET TO WORK!"

"Let's get this day over with," Bean muttered under his breath. "The faster it goes by, the better."

"Don't talk like that. I'm sure we'll be able to get out of here." Kanal dusted her tattered clothing off as though to make herself look more presentable. "I'm sure of it."

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OOC: I'll add more later. And welcome to the forum and RP, Yuki. :>

Yuki:*walks*

OOC: If I may ask, Yuki, have you ever been in a roleplay on a message board before? The thing is that your post consists of your character doing just one action. It's not adding anything to the story. It's just two words.

It's nice that you have a short profile in your previous post, but what is the character's story? How did she end up in the underground slave workshop?

Don't get me wrong; I'm not being mean. I don't really want to drag the whole RP down. Sorry. ^^;

If you have a question, feel free to send me a PM, or send an email to kawaiichao@gmail.com. Better yet, keep an eye on what's going on, and follow with that. ^^

--Kaze

Edit: If you want, I can add a link to from your profile post in the Character Profiles Thread to your first post here. At least that way the other participants can know just a little more about your character. I've also fixed it a little so the picture shows. Hope you don't mind.

(All right, back to the RP now, I've dragged off long enough.)

OOC: Dont worry Kaze you did well in telling Yuki about Roleplaying, It could have been a bit hard for me to explain her so I thank you Kaze

The Tekdroid slavedriver pointed at the marron echidna

Tekdroid slavedriver That the rebellious slave I told you about slavedriver K.H

K.H I see *looks at Wraith and noticed he was looking over his shoulder* Turn around slave!, so your the one who wants to feel brave or in this case stupid in wanting to rebel against me your owner and my Tekdroids slavedrivers?

Nack *was standing beside the Tekdroid slavedriver thinking He he your in deep trouble Wraith, he wouldnt help to smile tauntingly at Wraith*

Dakar *he got besides Kanal looks at the rocky wall then at his hands* How I hate this work *he whispers, then after flexing the muscles of his arms he started diging for minerals*

T.H *gets impresed by the look Ianthe was giving him, she still remained brave and unbroken after going trough hours of torture, other mobian slave would have been whimpering broken and pleading to stop, but this female squirrel is so diferent from the rest of the Mobian slaves. he looks back at the Tekdroid Corp and Tekdroid slavedriver decided to help her* So the problem is that the collar doesnt work with her?

Tekdroid slavedriver Yes

T.H I got a idea for you to solve this problem, this interesting slave has really atracted my atention so I want to take her as my personal slave, this way apart from serving me, she will be constantly in my sight

OOC:Thanks,Kaze and you too,Alex.I dunno what to say in RP?

Yuki:Think about something else..*thinking about those slave then even noticed them*There sure a lot of slaves there..

OOC: So far, so good. Alright, 'OOC' means 'out of character', which you'd use in situations like this. You know, regular conversation or if you have a question about something that you want someone to answer. 'IC' is for 'in character', which means to get back into the RP. Don't worry about not knowing what to say. The whole fun of it is making up the plot as you go along. Just go with the flow. ^^

I'll write my IC later. There I'll have one my character interact with yours to take another step forward, if it's all right.

(Sorry again Alex.)

OOC:Thanks.

Maybe,I'll write my IC tomorrow.Sorry about this..

(OOC: It's all good Yuki, you'll get used to it^^)

If one had been looking really closely at Wraith as he slowly turned to face KH and the Slavedriver, they might have noticed the slightest flash of a venomous glare dance across his face like the flickering light of a torch, before his features promptly returned to their stoney, deadpan expression, his grey eyes fixed firmly on the floor as he responded to the question: "M-me, sir? N-no, I don't...I'd never do something like that!"

The stammer was contrived, added in to make his appeal sound more convincing, and pulled off with such finesse that it sounded completely genuine. Inside, however, he was fuming. Had Nack betrayed him? It must have been him, he was stood there leering at him right now. The worthless rodent...if they were still in the same cell tonight, he'd pay for this!!!

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If the Squirrel heard any of the conversation between TH and the torturer, she showed no sign of understanding it. In fact, she showed no movement at all...she simply remained stock still, glaring emerald eyes fixed unblinkingly on the Teknian before her like some stone-carved gargoyle, as if trying to tear him limb from limb with her mind. One thing was certain from that look...releasing her from her restraints right now would definitely be a very bad idea...

OOC:Thanks a lot,Wraith.

OCC: Just so you know tough I myself have forgoten a little of this detail with my character Dakar as well he he in this rp, our furry characters have their feet chained so they cant run well if they try

K.H *looks at his Tekdroid slavedriver then back at Wraith* My Tekdroid slavedriver saw you acting rebellious when he ordered you to get out of your cell *stares at him with a very intimidating expression* I will be watching you for now on, so dont dare to rebell again and keep doing your work *walks of to check the other slaves in tunnel*

Tekdroid slavedriver *looks at Nack and gives him a pickaxe* You start working! *pushes nack beside wraith and then leaves*

Nack *hits the wall* Augh!, what?, no I dont want to work beside this stinking Echidna, they smell pretty bad when they sweat!

Dakar *is digging the rocky wall* Damn its starting to get hotter in here! *is panting a little and his body is soaked with sweat*

T.H *suspecting that Ianthe is going to do something after seeing that cold stare se is giving him he decides to be cautious, he calls two Tekbots

After a moment two Tekbots entered the room towering over the Tekdroids and T.H

One of the Tekbots *in a very deep robotic voice* You called Slavedriver T.H?*

T.H Yeah I want you to grab this slave when she is released, I want you to take her into my investigation room

Both Tekbots Afirmative Slavedriver T.H *both Tekbots walks toward Ianthe to restrain her as the Tekdroid slavedriver goes to release her

OOC: Okay,I'll do it.I hope..

(OOC: Yuki, just a small note: try if possible not to put too many purely OOC posts into the thread, as it kinda interrupts the flow of the story a little. If you put in an OOC note, try as well to include an IC section too, if you're able, just to keep the narrative running smoothly. Sometimes it's not possible, so don't worry if you can't always, but it's just something to keep in mind

Also, if you're having trouble introducing your character, try picking one of the threads that's already running, like, for instance, the thread below where Wraith is in the tunnel with the slaves, and insert your character into the plot at that point. So, for example, perhaps your character could be one of the other slaves in the tunnel and hear the discussion between Wraith and the Badger, and maybe have a question or an observation about what was said. Then if you put that down in your post, picking up from where my post left off, I could reply to your post too and your character would become part of the story. Or if you'd prefare you could try joining one of the scenes that the other characters are running, perhaps near Dakar or Kanal. Just pick up on the last post in whichever scene you want to join and insert your character in a workable way, building on what has just happened, and from there everything should run smoothly^^

Hope that helps "> )

The Slavedriver simply ignored the Weasel's protests as he strode off down the tunnel, seemingly intent on something he had seen a long way down the mining face, and the duo were left alone with the other slaves once again.

"What did you say to them?"

Nack span round to see Wraith's cold grey eyes burning into him like branding irons, wide shoulders tense and fists clenched tight as he glared venomously at him. "I said nuthin'!" he retorted, turning his head to spit on the rocky floor and clear his mouth of some of the dust that had collected from the mines. "I was getting my face beat in, remember?"

"I'm really not in the mood for games here freak! What did you say???"

"I told you...nothing! Geez you heroes think everything's about you, don't you..."

His sentance was cut off as Wraith suddenly lept forward, grabbing him by the shoulders and throwing him back against the wall. He let out a muffled cry as pain exploded through his shoulders and head from the impact, but the noise was stifled by the sudden crushing weight across his chest as Wraith leaned on him with his forearm, pinning him against the cold stone. "You listen here, rodent!" the Echidna barked, pressing his face close as he spoke. "All of us slaves are in this mess together, and that makes us allies and comrades. I intend to get us out of here...Mobius will be free again, I'll make sure of it, and I'll also make sure that absolutely nothing gets in the way of that...not these chains, not the Teknians, not even Doctor Robotnik if he were to rear his ugly head once again! But mark my words..." His head dipped lower as his voice took on a more ominous tone. "...I won't let some sleezy coward who's looking for nothing but his own ends get in the way either! We're in enough difficulty as it is, without the Teknians breathing down our necks even moreso than normal, and if you decide to try and save your own worthless hide by squealing to them about any of our plans, you're gonna need a whole lot more protection than they could ever offer you to save you from me! You got that?"

"Hey!" The other slaves in the line of workers had been watching the confrontation nearby with varying ammounts of worry, and now one of them spoke up, an elderly Badger with a slightly gruff voice: "Stow it you two, we don't want any more trouble! If the Slavedrivers see you they'll punish the whole tunnel!" Murmurings of agreement rose from either side in responce to the statement, and Wraith slowly stepped backwards, releasing Nack as he folded his arms across his chest. The Weasel began to wheeze slightly as he got his breath back, his expression set in a furious glare as he stared pointedly at the Echidna.

Meanwhile the Badger that had spoken earlier turned to Wraith, glancing up and down the tunnel once again to check for guards before speaking. "So you got a plan, huh?" he asked, a gleam coming into his eye. "I thought I recognised you with that metal on your forehead and all. Wraith, right? Used to hang around with Sonic? If you're getting out of here, count me in!" Again a hum of agreement rose from those within earshot, and whispers began running up and down the line as the word was passed on.

Wraith gritted his teeth. This was not good...he wanted to get everyone out, and he would need their help to do it, but this was too soon, too quick. He wasn't ready yet, but if the entire camp heard he was working on something they may start the rebellion too early, and everything he was working on would be lost! He had purposefully not told anyone to avoid the risk of that happening.

"I'm working on it." he responded cagely. "But I'm not ready yet, we'll have to hang tight a little longer before we can put things into motion. We can't go getting ahead of ourselves or we'll end up failing with even less freedoms than we have now." The Badger nodded understanding and agreement, but even as he did so the hopefull, energetic atmosphere in the entire tunnel seemed to waver and dim slightly as the words travelled. Great, now morale had risen and fallen it would be incredibly difficult to bring it back again when the real time for escape was imminent! This was going to be tough...

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The Squirrel's cold gaze remained fixed on TH as the Droids stepped forward, grabbing her arms in strong grips as the shackles around her wrists and ankles fell open. For a brief moment she seemed completely still as they bodily lifted her from the torture rack by the shoulders, as though completely subservient to their intentions as they began to drag her forward...

...then, in a blur of blisteringly fast movement, she suddenly acted.

Using the secure grip the Tekdroids had on her arms as leverage, she jumped into the air, flipping herself over backwards as her feet impacted hard on her captor's helmets! One fell unconsious immediately from the surprisingly powerful blow, dropping to the floor in an unceremonius heap, while the other, momentarilly stunned, staggered backwards and crashed against the torture rack holding his head in his hands. The Squirrel performed a neat flip as she landed back on her feet, immedeately ducking down and sweeping her leg round in a low arc close to the floor, and the Tekdroid's legs were kicked from under him, causing him to drop to the floor with a heavy THUD! His attacker continued to spin, flipping up into a handstand as her legs whirled round once again, catching the Tekdroid's face as he fell and knocking him to the side, and he too lost consiousness as the Squirrel rolled sideways across the floor, flipping up into a stunning acrobatic cartwheel before landing smoothly on her feet again at the far side of th room.

"She's using her powers again!" shouted the Slavedriver in shock, quickly reaching for the whip hanging from his belt. "I didn't notice she had changed! Sir, look out!!!" Before he could grab the weapon, however, the Squirrel was on him, racing across the room like a connonball, her long hair wafting out behind her like some soft red halo around her head. As she approached she dropped to the floor, performing another dizzying flip as her feet arced over her head, coming down hard on the Slavedriver's shoulders and knocking him too to the floor. Her momentum carried her on as she came up out of the flip, heading straight for the metal wall of the torture cell, and as she hit it she stuck out her arm and leg against the surface, kicking off with all the style and grace of a ballerina as she lunged back across the room. The Slavedriver was struggling to get to his feet once again, staggering slightly as the pain of his injuries clouded his balance, but before he could climb from his knees, the Squirrel was behind him, spinning round and delivering a sharp elbow to the back of his head. He dropped like a stone, as unconsious as his comrades by the torture rack.

The Squirrel glanced down at him quickly, to ensure that he wasn't going to get up and fight her again, before her cold emerald eyes rose to rest on TH with their piercing, sinnister intensity. A brief second passed as their eyes met, and in that moment, the Teknian knew that if he didn't move right away, he would be next...

(OOC: For the record, Ianthe's (and someone else's hrm hrm) fighting style is Capoiera, a dancing style martial art characterised by acrobatic spins, cartwheels and flips. For a visual example of the style, see Eddy Gourdo of the computer game series Tekken.)

Kanal couldn't help but overhear the exchange with the others nearby and momentarily paused to see what was happening.

She thought she noticed a certain familiar face for a moment, but soon spotted a lone wolf girl just walking around like she was lost. She looked about 6 years her senior, but it didn't stop the echidna from making a beeline straight for her.

"Kanal, get back here!" Bean's voice yelled after the eight-year old, but she didn't seem to hear him.

He felt the stares of a couple of Tekdroids passing by, so the duck hastily grabbed a nearby pickaxe and began chipping away at the jagged walls.

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Yuki suddenly felt someone poking her right on the arm. At once, she whirled around, ready to defend herself when she found out what she thought to be a Tekdroid slavedriver was only a young echidna with a scarred hand extended in front of her.

"Hey, you look new around here; you shouldn't be standing around like that. If the goons spot you, they'll send you to one of their torture rooms and won't let you eat the rest of the day. There are pickaxes lying around here for you to use.

By the way, I'm Kanal. Pleased to meet you."

(OOC: Yuki, I've provided a starting point here for your character now. When you respond, pretend you're writing a piece of a story.)

OOC: Okay.

"Nice to meet you too,Kanal.I'm Yuki."she said.Then,she doesn't know the place.

"Kanal,can you tell me what is this place?"she asked.

The echidna looked puzzled. "Beats me. All I know is this is some stupid workshop mine. We spend half the day chippin' away at rocks for some reason."

She turned her head for a moment, making sure no slavedrivers were nearby. She did see Bean, though, waving at her to hurry back.

"Come on, you really shouldn't be standing here," Kanal spoke again, grabbing Yuki's hand and walking at a brisk pace. "The best thing to do right now is survive. At least until I find away to break out of here. I'm stronger than I look, you know."

She spotted a Tekdroid watching her out the corner of her eye. Chances are he was going to make a beeline for the two girls any second...

"Okay,I'm coming."said Yuki,following Kanal and walking a brisk pace."Of course,you are stronger than you look,Kanal."she said.

T.H *he looked around seeing the inactive Tekdroids and Tekbots wich Ianthe had defeated, this female squirrel was very dangerous, he changes his arm into his Teknolia whip and picks with his left hand his Teknolia knife from his belt to defend himself* You shouldnt have done that, the only thing you will get if you keep doing this, is that you will end dead. So if your smart and want to survive, stop fighting back, I want to help you *is ready to defend himself Against Ianthe if she dares to fight him

Dakar *like Bean he was watching where Kanal had gone, he noticed her a little far away, talking to some wolf girl, but then keep working, he didnt want to get in trouble

The echidna turned to Yuki, looking puzzled. "Did you repeat what I just said? Oh, nevermind..."

Meanwhile, the Tekdroid was keeping an eye on the girls....

"Sorta,um..forget it"she said.However,she is still a little confused about this place.

If the Squirrel heard TH's words, she showed no sign of it at all.

Again her form blurred with speed as she span to the side, ducking down into another handstand as she lunged towards the Teknian with her feet, and TH barely had time to step backwards as the blow came down hard on the concrete floor directly in front of him, missing him by inches. She wasn't done though...instantly her feet touched the floor she kicked off into a spinning jump, leaping into the air like a bird taking wing as she sailed over TH's head, and as she went her left leg whipped round, bent at the knee, aiming for the Teknian's temple.

The strike was punishing, slamming into the side of TH's head like a piledriver and knocking him sideways, tripping him as he fell onto one knee. Behind, the Squirrel spun again, her heels arcing over her head in a graceful dive towards the back of TH's neck, but TH quickly ducked lower, his forehead almost touching the floor as her feet flashed past above him, landing on the floor before him smoothly and soundlessly.

For the briefest of split seconds, both fighters seemed surprised at the turn of events...the short Teknian, crouched as low to the floor as he could get beneath the arched body of the Mobian, her paws and feet either side of him and her back arched above him in the crab position. Apparently the Squirrel had underestimated this opponant...she had really expected that blow to hit!

Quickly she pushed off from the floor with her arms, intending to go into another cartwheel forward to put some small distance between her and the Teknian, but TH had other ideas...lashing out with his whip, he quickly coiled the weapon around one of her outstretched ankles and pulled on it hard. The attack came before the Squirrel could flip onto her hands, and the effect was instantanius: losing her balance, she collapsed to the floor in front of TH with a heavy THUD, landing squarely on her chest and stomach and winding her hard! It looked like a blow far too powerful for her thin, delicate body to take, almost like she should have snapped across the middle as she landed, but amazingly she instantly reached out, beginning to push herself up into a crouch as her breath came out in laboured moans, trying to recover from the impact. She was weakened, at least until she got her breath back, but it seemed she was far tougher than her slight phisique suggested!

TH, meanwhile, had jumped to his feet, trying to focus through the spinning sensations of the blow to his head, and he raised his whip again, this time activating it's energy burst effect as he brought it down across the Squirrel's back...not to cause her undue pain or punish her, but simply to stun her long enough for him to recover himself. She tensed as the energy coarsed through her body, inadvertantly shaking as the charge crackled across her nerves, but, to TH's surprise, as the shockwave passed she continued to move, dragging herself to the far side of the room and leaning against the wall as she began to climb to her feet. Yes, she was definitely tougher than she looked!

And now, as her breath was beginning to return, her emerald eyes turned to the Teknian again, this time a good shade colder, more sinnister, than they had been before! Now she wasn't just intent on killing him...no, now she was intent, and mad...!

(OOC: Alex, anything wrong with this let me know and I'll edit.)

T.H *looks at Ianthe ignoring the fact her personality have changed* Your a very dangerous slave, it was a error trying to help you, you must have been a crazy criminal before getting enslaved *as he said this he was comunicatind in his computer mind to Tekdroid Corps and Tekdroids slavedrivers and also, His brother K.H!*

K.H *was walking nearby where Wraith is working he sudenly stoped as he received the comunication from T.H* What, you got that female Squirel lose and is now attacking! why did you do that!, ok resist brother Im coming! *as he stoped comunicating you could see he had a very angry expression, poor to the slave who dares to be in his way.

Not only was Ianthe in trouble but Kanal and Yuki as well, A Tekdroid Slavedriver had noticed the Mobian Girls not working so he started walking towards them

Dakar *doesnt know if Bean notices the Tekdroid Slavedriver walking toward Kanal and Yuki but he saw him* Oh crap, Eh Bean? *points at the Tekdroid Slavedriver*

Wraith's ears pricked up as he heard KH's voice speak behind him, so much so that he even hazarded a glance over his shoulder as the Teknian set off running down the tunnel at pace, dissapearing into the dark twilight of the mine shaft. Female Squirrel? It could have been anyone, sure, he was clutching at straws...but few Mobians would be brave enough to fight back against their captors in such dire circumstances, certainly not alone.

He kept his eyes and ears open as he returned to the wall. A small event, barely noticable...but if his suspicions turned out to be accurate, it could well grow...and his plans of escape might have to be updated rather hurredly...

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Alarms began to sound outside the torture room, and the Squirrel looked towards the door suddenly. Apparently the thought of her enemy having reenforcements was making her re-evaluate her strategy.

TH saw the uncertanty pass across her face, and began to try and talk her down from her agressiveness once again. "Now, will you come quietly with me, or will we have to...?"

He didn't get any further. The moment he started speaking the Squirrel's eyes were on him once again, and in a blinding fury she shot forward, vaulting into the air in a dizzying spinning non-handed summersault as she lashed towards him! TH lept to the side as she dropped precisely where he had been standing, falling into a swift roll as she passed, and instantly the Teknian whirled round to block further attacks with his knife.

But the move was unnessecery. As intent as the Squirrel had been on killing him...that much was clear in her features...it seemed she had realised she would be hard put to take on both him and an army of soldiers at once. She was sprinting for the door, a speeding blur of reddish brown as her hair and tail billowed out behind her, intent on escaping before she could be captured once again. Racing through the doorway, she swiftly turned and set off running down the hall beond, dodging and weaving into side-corridors and alleys to avoid the swarm of Teknian units converging on the torture chamber from all sides. Desipte the large number of units responding to the call and alarm, it seemed the girl was also an expert in stealth...not one of them spotted her as she hid from their penetrating gazes.

And all the while she was looking for a way out, somewhere to go where the Teknian presence was less overwhelming and she would be less likely to be spotted. Running down a long, wide corridor seemingly somewhere near the center of the complex, she darted into a small storage room to the side as another short Teknian figure came running out of a side tunnel, seemingly some kind of high ranking official or something. As the man hurried off down the corridor in the direction the Squirrel had come, she noticed he had left the door he had come out of hanging open slightly...a door that led down a slope into somewhere very dark and dismal, where few lights seemed to penetrate.

Perfect...

"I know," the duck whispered under his breath. He'd been eyeing this Tekdroid for the longest. He'd told Kanal not to go off on her own.

Swinging the pickaxe so it stuck in the rock, Bean turned and motioned to the girls, hoping to their attention.

No dice. Kanal was still leading on the other girl, completely oblivious to the slavedriver headed for them.

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"... You'd better watch out for the really short guy who sticks around here, he's bad news," Kanal continued. "If you ask me, all these stupid aliens are... whatever their supposed to be."

K.H and a group Of Tekdroids and Tekbots reached the torture room, some Tekdroids quikly started to check the disabled Tekdroids and Tekbots on the floor and do any nececary repairs if they were damaged, K.H runned to his brother

K.H Hey brother you ok?

T.H Yeah dont worry, that slave gave me a hard hit to the head but it didnt cause to much damage, Im sorry brother I never knew that female squirrel was to dangerous, I just wanted her to be my personal slave

K.H *shakes his head and then smiles with a cruel expression on thinking of that female squirrel* Dont worry just make sure to tell me next time and dont do something like this again. Once we catch that dangerous slave, I will make her sorry for daring to damage you

T.H Ok brother

Tekdroid Slavedriver *has reached Kanal and Yuki* Hey you two get back to work!

"Hey you two get back to work!"

Even though the confrontation was some way down the tunnel, the words floated up to Wraith as he dug away at the rock, and he glanced down the line of slaves with a cold glare. What were those stupid Slavedrivers up to now? He could see the shadow of the Teknian in the darkness, and found himself wondering if it might be worth trying to attract his attention to get whoever he was looking at off the hook, but no, that was too risky. As much as he wanted to help anyone down here being subjected to this torture, the time wasn't right...

"Holy smokes what the hey is she doing here...?"

Wraith glanced round to his other side at Nack's muttered comment, and found the Weasel staring the other way down the long tunnel in the oppisite direction to where the Slavedriver was confronting the other slaves. The Echidna followed his gaze, squinting in the darkness of the rock face, but his eyes began to widen again as he spotted a small, thin form with a large bushy tail racing along the line of workers towards them, long brown hair flowing out behind her as she moved! Nack glanced over his shoulder, raising an eyebrow as he grunted: "Is that who I think it is?"

Wraith didn't reply...he was already stepping out of the line of slaves hacking away at the face, moving into the path of the oncoming Squirrel. "Ianthe! You're alright!"

She showed no sign of recognition as she continued to race towards him. He tried again, but still she didn't respond, continuing to run at pace as if to race past him. As she drew level, he shot out a gloved hand, catching her arm and arresting her headlong charge.

"Ianthe it's me, Wraith! Are you alright?"

The Squirrel turned her gaze on him, a sinnister, freezing glare that seemed to burn into him like a diamond, cold emerald eyes glinting darkly in the dim light of the cavern, and all at once, Wraith's face blanched as his expression dropped into a look of shock and fearful disbelief.

"Oh heck...!"

Before he finished his sentance, he was thrown back against the rock face with an echoing THUD, letting out a cry of pain as the back of his head impacted on the hard stone. The Squirrel continued her spin, her foot dropping back to the floor as she retreated to the far side of the walkway, pausing and staring at the Echidna with the same penetrating gaze as he collapsed to the floor, groaning and holding his head. Close by, Nack's face wore a shocked expression of glee as he stared down at Wraith, clutching his pickaxe with an air of excitement. "Yeah!!!" he exclaimed with an almost manic laugh. "Take that meathead down!!!"

The commotion was also causing ripples in the gathered slaves on either side of the fray, and it was very unlikely the Slavedriver a little way down the tunnel could have missed all the noise and action going on nearby...

Dakar and Ray suddenly heard the comotion a little more up at the tunnel

Ray *getting scared* Oh w-whats happening!

Dakar *Dakar looks up at the tunnel* It seems like a fight started! *then looks quikly back and noticed that the slavedriver that was going to start hurting Kaze and the other girl started to run up passing them with some more Tekdroid slavedrivers, seeing the slavedrivers pass by he hurriess down to get the girls*

K.H *receives a comunication from the Tekdroid corp that noticed the fight, the looks at T.H* I suspect the female squirrel slave got in the tunnel im watching over*

T.H Ok then lets go quick before she does more damage!

K.H *tells the Tekdroids Tekbots and his Tekdroid slavedrivers* Follow me to Tunnel 27, the squirrel slave must be there, lets go!

The Tekdroid corp, Tekbots and slavedrivers said Afirmative then followed the two Teknian brothers.

Okay, so level with me here guys. Nack had apparently calmed somewhat from his gleeful incredulity at the sight of Wraith taking a beating, and was now leaning back on the stone face with his arms folded, one elbow resting on the pick he had been working with, using it like a staff. His face, however, still wore a wide, beaming grin, displaying his single pointed fang prominently at the front of his mouth. Lovers quarrels, right?

Wraith was slowly beginning to pick himself up, rubbing his jaw with a pained air as he swayed slightly, still reeling from the blow. I...should have guessed. he muttered, speaking to the Squirrel rather than the amused onlooker. Ianthe is good, but even shed be hard put to stand up to these Teknians alone.

Nack leaned forward, fixing the Echidna with a scruitinizing eye. She hit you so hard youre refaring to her in the third person? She is still stood right there you know.

You...shut up. retorted Wraith, raising a finger to point accusingly at the Weasel, before his gaze slid back to his attacker, their eyes locking in a mutual freezing glare of mistrust and suspicion. No, she isnt stood right there...thats not Ianthe...is it - Solstice.

For the first time since TH had come to see her in the torture room, the Squirrel spoke.

Its been a long time, Wraith... Her voice was different, not the soft, flowing tone she had used before, but something darker, more sinnister, slightly hissy with breath, and with the slightest hint of a nasal quality about it. Each word was pronnounced slowly and precisely, the tone seeming to mirror the cold, calculating deminour of the speaker as the icy emerald gaze slid up and down Wraiths body, taking in his ragged clothing and control collar.

Yes it has. Wraiths entire body was tense as he watched the Squirrel closely. He had only twice before met Solstice, Ianthes dark, dangerous personallity, but both of those times had been experiences he would rather forget. He knew just how dangerous she was to everyone around her, especially him, whom she seemed to hate with a vengance...Ianthe was usually able to keep her in at least some kind of control, and stop her from surfacing too often, but perhaps the suffering of the imprisonment had loosened her grip on her condition. Suffering indeed, he thought with some horror, as he noticed the scars all over the Squirrels body...just what had they been doing to her??? Have they been treating you badly?

Caring to the last. retorted Solstice with the hint of a sly smile touching the corner of her mouth, her tone gaining an air of condesention and disgust. Weak as ever. Pitiful plaything.

Oh you got that right sis. Nack cut in before Wraith could reply. While he didnt know exactly what had happened to the person he knew as the Freedom Fighter Ianthe, he did know that something major was different, and he had spotted an oppertunity to work things to his advantage in the situation. Ive always said these losers care too much. Makes em puny and worthless if you ask me. Its good to see someone who knows what theyre talking about for a change.

Solstices ice cold gaze slid across to the Weasel like a searchlight sweeping across an artillery range. Your voice is beginning to annoy me...

Nack looked angry at the remark, opening his mouth to retort, but before he could Wraith intervined, whispering urgently through clenched teeth: Nack, seriously, shut up!!! The Weasel turned to vent his insult on the Echidna instead, but stopped short when he spotted Wraiths eyes...

...the guy was scared! He had never seen Wraith show fear before...ever. Not when facing down violent street gangs, not when fighting Robotnik or during the Teknian occupation, not ever. But now, looking into Wraiths steel grey eyes, he spotted a look, a glint of emotion that he had always thought the Echidna had never posessed! The shock of the discovery startled him, and he suddenly went quiet as he considered the implications. Just what was this Squirrel if he could have such an effect on a hardened fighter like Wraith???

Its impressive you got out. Wraith felt like he was walking on eggshells as he continued speaking to the Squirrel once again. One wrong word, he knew, could well spell a death sentance for the entire tunnel. You really are a skilled fighter.

That fact you already knew.

True. His mind was working fast as he groped for the correct words to say. He was already formulating a plan, but it was dangerous...incredibly so! In truth, he couldnt even believe he was considering it. But something drastic needed to be done, that much was certain, something to deal with the situation before it escalated beond control, and took the lives of every slave in the tunnel with it! Which leads me to only one conclusion...as much as we both hate each other, Im forced to ask for your assistance.

Sols oil slick grin widened. That must have been difficult to say.

Wraith ignored the comment as he continued: I need to get all of these slaves around us out of here, past the Teknians, with no deaths. If anybody can help us, you can.

Appealing to my pride is pointless. You miss one basic flaw in your plan.

Whats that?

Why would I want to help you?

Wraith gritted his teeth. This was what he had been afraid of. Because we can help each other. he responded. Escaping from this place will be so much easier for you if you have some allies on your side. We could take the Teknians down once and for all.

I work alone.

But wouldnt you feel safer with someone to watch your back?

Im free. Youre chained.

But even you wont be able to get out of this camp without help, Solstice!

Suddenly the Squirrel sprang forward, grabbing the control collar around Wraiths neck and dragging his face close to hers, her grin disappearing from her features as she stared long and hard directly into his eyes. Do not underestimate me yet again, Wraith. You did last time, to your misfortune. The Echidna let out a sigh, shaking his head to himself slowly. He had known it would take a miracle to reason with her, and he had failed. She was impossible. Now, there was no telling what she would do!

I will assist you.

He blinked in shock, momentarily unable to comprehend the words he heard. What?

You also forgot the most important reason why I would want to help you, Wraith. Solstice responded in a smooth, dark tone, her sly grin returning as her emerald green eyes glinted in the dim tunnel lights. Because Im going to kill you. I wont let these Teknian dogs take that prize away from me, and I also know well never have a fair fight while all these worthless slaves are sat here under their rule. Youll be too distracted worrying about them. It serves my purpose too...once the Teknians are defeated, your mind will be free enough to face me in battle...where you will perish.

For a moment the Echidna was dumbstruck, but he quickly recovered his sences and nodded his head. "Okay, fine. Anything that gets us out of here."

"But don't think I'll hesitate to kill any one of them should they prove to be a problem either." the Squirrel warned as she let go of his collar, stepping back. "I help them for my benefit, not theirs, and if they become a liability, I will no longer have use for them."

"That won't happen." retorted Wraith immediately, rubbing his neck where the collar had dug into his fur. Well, this was certainly not the way he had planned to break out! Still, it was too late to do anything about it now...the ball had begun rolling, and there was no stopping it from this point on. Turning, he began to look up and down the line of slaves, checking if any guards were in the area who might interfere, and he started as he saw the Slavedriver from further down the tunnel hurrying towards them at pace, flanked by two of his assistants! "Look out, we've got company!"

Solstice turned suavely, her sly smile rising to her face as she regarded the guards impassivley. "Fools."

"We could be in trouble with these collars sapping our strength..."

"I, however, have no such concern." Leaping with almost etherial grace towards the three Teknians, she dropped into a spinning cartwheel, her feet slamming into the lead guard's chest as he raised his whip to attack her. He fell backwards from the blow, colliding with one of his companions and knocking them both to the floor in an unceremonious pile. As they quickly started untangling themselves from each other, the Squirrel's legs span round, kicking the third Slavedriver's feet from under him and knocking him too to the floor like a rag doll!

Up and down the tunnel, voices of shock and surprise rang out, slavs stopping their work as they looked round at the spectacle, and the Badger that had spoken to Wraith before turned to him again. "Is this it???"

"This is it." Wraith couldn't unseat a deep feeling of dread at what was about to happen, and most of all the means of how it would be accomplished. Solstice could not be trusted as an ally or an enemy, and it was unlikely many of the others had any combat experience at all. But he had to put a brave face on it now...if he didn't take the lead, and in a manner worthy of the other slaves' respect, everything would collapse before it even began. "Spread the word." His voice rose, echoing down the tunnel in either direction. "We're going to escape! By nightfall tonight, Mobius will be free!!!"

A massive cheer echoed up and down the cavern as the Echidna ran towards the battle with the Slavedrivers, clenching his fists in preperation for the fight...

The sound of the commotion finally caught Kanal's attention as she looked up to see various Tekdroids and robots run off into the tunnels.

She checked her surroundings briefly, she was alone again. Apparently the older kid with her got scared and ran off in another direction. Figures.

"Kanal!"

The girl turned around to find Bean running for her, looking annoyed.

"You can be really be a pain, you know that, Kanal?" the duck muttered. "Were you even aware that a Tekdroid was headed for you? You could've been carted off to a torture room just now!"

"Really? Thanks, then," Kanal said. "Hey, I wanna check out what's going on in the tunnels, it sounds like those goons are having a tough time with something."

"No way. Get back to breaking those rocks. A kid like you will only get yourself hurt!"

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OOC: I'll add more later.

"I think I'm going back work for now on"said Yuki.
"Well,see ya,Kanal."she walks away.

Dakar *Looks strangely while hearing all the noice the slaves were doing up the tunnel* Whats happening? *sees a mobian slave that had been spreading the word of preparing for a rebellion* Whoa someone is starting a rebellion! *gets exited and nervious, this was a very risky move but whoever started this, it now has the whole slaves in the tunnel involved, he turns around to Bean after hearing what he said* So your broken now Bean? well thats your desicion but Im going to help in this rebellion. Im going to fight for my freedom than continue being overworked and tortured by this aliens! *runs of*

The Tekdroids Slavedrivers inside Tunnel 27 started atacking Solstice and Wraith and any slave who dares to fight them, they might be more slaves than them but they will try to keep the slaves under their control untill K.H, T.H and the reinforcements arrive at the entrance of the tunnel

"So, there's a rebellion? Count me in." A sinister grin crossed Bean's features, he seemed to relish the idea. "I'll pay those SOBs back 100 times the pain they caused me."

He turned back to Kanal. "Things are only gonna get really ugly from here on in, kid. You'd best stay out the way."

"What? No way!" the girl spat. "I'm fighting, too! This is the exact situation I've been waiting for, you know that!"

"You can barely manage a spark of energy," Bean shot back, "and you seriously wanna throw away your life fighting enemies too strong for you?"

Kanal gave the duck a playful smile. "I told you before, I'm going to get out of here and find my big brother, and I aim to do just that." Her expression turned serious, and the desire for freedom could be seen burning in her eyes.

Bean knew he'd lost the argument. He had come to know that glare all too well in the short time he'd known her. There would be no stopping the young echidna once she got wired up, just like Knuckles.

"Fine, do what you want. Just don't get yourself killed, brat."

Kanal's smirk widened, and then she ran for the tunnels. Bean followed suit. He truly didn't want the girl to tag along with him, but he couldn't blame her; he felt the same way, too.

The Slavedrivers were quick to get to their feet, raising their whips as they straightened up again, but even their speed was no match for the Squirrel attacking them. One of them was lifted clean into the air as Solstice performed a backwards summersault, hooking the Teknian's uniform with her foot and throwing him clean over her agile frame, launching him some way down the tunnel where he landed with a punishing CRACK, curling over in pain. The second guard was also tackled swiftly and smoothly, knocked backwards into the stone wall with incredible force, falling unconsious straight away from the impact. The third lept backwards, trying to dodge Sol's attacks while he gained enough room to use his whip, but the Squirrel jumped forward and hooked her legs around his head, dragging him to the floor in a tight headlock and pinning him with her knee!

"You." Her thin arm extended swiftly to point at Nack, who was stood with his jaw hanging open at the amazing display of skill. "Axe, now."

Wraith's face became a mask of horror and he turned to Nack hurredly, reaching out to try and grab him before he answered the command. "No! Don't...!" But it was already too late...the Weasel nodded and tossed his pickaxe across the tunnel, straight into Solstice's waiting paw.

Wraith closed his eyes as the long, thin blade struck...he had seen plenty of disgusting sights in his time, but this was particularly gory even for his hardened psychie, and the thought of how unnecessary it was only made it worse. He gritted his teeth as he looked round again, fixing Solstice with a furious glare. "You didn't need to kill him!"

The Squirrel looked up, her expression set in a sinnister, sly grin, as though she had enjoyed the move. "You'd prefare I started handing out flowers instead?"

Wraith's fists clenched tighter, but before he could respond, the first Slavedriver whom Solstice had thrown down the tunnel climbed to his feet again, having recovered somewhat from his fall. The Echidna saw him coming and raced forward, launching a powerful punch at the Teknian to floor him once again, but before the blow connected, sparks of energy flickered from his collar and his world exploded in a blast of pain as the restraining device did it's job. Collapsing to the floor, his fist carried barely any of the power he had planned as it hit the Slavedriver's body, bouncing off as though he were hitting the stone wall of the tunnel, and immediately the guard lashed out with his whip, sending another arc of burning energy lancing through his form and setting his nerves alight as though he were on fire!

He'd need to remove the collar at the first available oppertunity...if he survived long enough.

As Dakar runed up togheter with Ray Following close by he picked a pickaxe on the way, once they reached the part where the fight starts he notices wraith

Dakar Graaaaaaah *charges at the Tekdroid whiping Wraith*

Tekdroids Slavedriver *was about to turn but sudenly got stabed with Dakars pickaxe and falled down severely damage and shuted down*

Ray *came running and sudenly wided his eyes recognising Wraith* I-is that y-you W-wraith?

Dakar *pulls out the pickaxe from the destroyed Tekdroid slavedriver and looks at Wraith surprised after hearing Ray what Ray said and recognising the triangular implant on his forehead* Whoa Wraith! *getting out of his surprise of meeting Wraith the Echidna in person he asks* Your ok?