GUN HQ - The Power Spike of DOOM

As things have a convenient way of working out, or perhaps in Comwell's case inconvenient, a bright and colorful flash of light appeared directly in front of him depositing what would be a very familiar looking hedgehog-modeled metallix. Its dingy and scratched armor had been expanded in an unusual way that almost seemed as though something had tried to... blow it apart from the inside.

A grinding noise that sounded not too unlike a groan escaped the metallix, one by one shutting down error messages he'd accumulated and running a diagnostic scan over himself. He had arrived back in the new world, he realized, as his communications to Robotropolis' network had suddenly been severed. He shifted, many of his internal components had suffered crush damage from that water monster, and with his armor warped as it was it made moving a difficult task.

And that was when he heard a shout over Priority One. Metal's eyes flashed, and he struggled to sit up and glanced around the room for any sign of his counterpart. No, no Sonic around. No place he was even remotely familiar with, either. It looked like... a command center. Full of humans and thropes. The metallix then looked up at the aged man whom had barked his orders in front of him..

"..." Unconcerned by the firearm pointed at him, Metal simply furrowed his brow and struggled to his feet, wobbling a bit. "Where am I?"

The robohog's eyes narrowed slightly as he glanced at the group around him, taking in his surroundings and making an assessment of his situation. Heavily armed military soldiers and mechs, unknown location, no idea how to get out... he still had a bad taste in his mouth, metaphorically speaking, from his confrontation with Eggman. At least his scans revealed his engine seemed to be working well enough. However, the damages to his armor was going to make picking up any decent amount of speed difficult, not to mention effect his control. His electrical conductors were still functioning as well from what he could tell.

His head tilted to one side, eyeing the commander in a cunning fashion. "I suppose if I surrendered and agreed to cooperate you would not be willing to go easy on me?"

The metallix seemed entirely unconcerned, merely shrugging as best as he could. "Your loss, I suppose." he said haughtily. Immediately following his words a crackle of electricity surrounded his entire body. Unlike the Metal Sonic they were familiar with who could only create electrified shields, however, this one's shield expanded outward into a radial burst toward the soldiers and robots that surrounded him. As soon as the energy died he shuddered briefly with lag and then shot into the air, tearing toward one of the room's exits.

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Wobbling as he tried to keep up his speed, the robotic hedgehog wove out of the first shot's path, only to be jerked into another. With an odd sort of binary squawk his stability faltered and he scraped into the side of a wall before managing to regain his bearings. Shifting his torso slightly to help him reach an arm behind he attempted to fire off a couple of shots back at each bot.

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Whether or not either hit, Metal's mind was racing with possibilities. It was probably unlikely he'd be able to make it out on his own as his situation currently stood. If he could just lose their trail... perhaps find a computer terminal somewhere he could hack into... That would certainly help even things up. The metallix shifted his posture back, fighting against the wind resistance on his currently less than streamlined armor, attempting to pick up speed. Still wobbling, he jerked himself down an adjacent hallway as quick as he could pull off in the hope an erratic pattern could throw them off not to mention the hope he wouldn't slam head first into a dead end.

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A loud bark of laughter escaped the metallix after his near-collision, and without losing momentum he picked a direction and sped down it. Now if he could just find a safe place to hack into their network he'd be in business. As it were he knew he couldn't stay out in the open in his condition...