User:Time Biter/Cyclone Saga 1: Chapter 1

Chapter 1: A day in the life of Cyclone
''Where should we start? Hmm... How about here.''

It was another typical day of training.

''Pseu! Pseu!''

A black hedgehog dodged the firing lasers.

???: Chaos Spear!

Bzzt-BOOM!

A round figure walks out of a closed in observing area.

Round person: Very well done, Cyclone. That's fifty points... *writes something on a clipboard* Oh! Good news! Twenty more points and you get a pizza party!

Cyclone: (sarcastically) Yipee.

Round person: Oh lighten-up Cyclone. Don't be such a downer.

Cyclone: Sorry Robotnik. I just don't really care.

Robotnik: THAT'S DOCTER ROBOTNIK TO YOU! And it's OK if you don't care. You did a good job none the less.

*Pauses and thinks*

Robotnik: In fact, I think you're ready for the field!

Cyclone: But sir, it's only been a week of training.

Robotnik: That's how good you are.

Cyclone walked to the table of honor for dinner, like he always had. There sat veterans such as Silver Sonic and Metal Sonic. Their waiter, the newest addition of the shape bot family, Pyrabot poured all the robot's and androids oil. When he went to Cyclone he forgot to switch to water and also poured oil. Cyclone's emotions were pretty hard to hide. He had stripes on his body that changed color depending on his emotion. Pyrabot shook with fear. Cyclone's stripe was the same color as his fur. Black.

Cyclone: What is this?

Pyrabot had gone through this before. He knew how to escape some punishment.

Pyrabot: A mistake.

Cyclone: And what do we do to mistakes?

Pyrabot: Fix them.

Pyrabot didn't need to hear any more. He took a cup and filled it with soda.

Pyrabot: Hereyougosir! IsthatOKsir?

Cyclone's striped turned back to normal: A neutral grey.

Cyclone: Yes. Gracias.

Pyrabot; Gazoontite.

After dinner, Cyclone head to his room. He had heard about the "field". Some of Robotnik's robots had told stories during breakfast or lunch. All of them ended with their partners being destroyed by a "blue demon".

Cyclone never got tired, but he still slept. It felt nice. So Cyclone slept. He was sound asleep, when suddenly the door burst open. The sound awoke Cyclone.

Cyclone: AH! GET BACK PICKLES! I'VE GOT AN A-K- Oh. Morning already?

Pyrabot walked through the door.

Pyrabot:1:32

Cyclone: *groans* Ughh... Five more minutes.

Pyrabot: I thought you were never tired.

Cyclone: When I wake-up I am.

The sound of the intercom being turned on fills Cyclone's room.

Intercom: Cyclone, this is Dr. Robotnik. I have a suprise for you.

Next chapter coming soon.

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