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Base sat on the hard bench in his cell. The small containment area stank of mildew and filth. His eyes flicked to the MPs guarding the bars in front of his cell.

Where the hell did we suddenly get Military Police? Of course, ha, they didn't arrive until the return of the "king". Under command of St. John.

Base spat into the corner, nudging a tooth with his tongue to see if the MPs had knocked any loose when they had roughed him up. He wasn't a fan of St. John, the guy was an arrogant ass and managed to be annoying even with his mouth shut. He was too eager to please his superiors, and Base had never liked brown-nosers.

He felt his blood boil as he thought back to when the MPs had come to arrest him. The fight had been anything but straight and fair, seven ganged on him with stun prods and lit him up like a Winter Solstice tree. The second he hit the ground, he wasn't even capable of curling into a ball to protect himself from the curb stomping boots and pounding fists of the MPs. Brutality had taken its toll on his appearance. Scuffs on his leather attire, tears in his white shirt, dried blood and bruises, dirt in places he didn't want to think about. Then, his imprisonment at Sally's command.

When the princess had stepped onto the scene, she looked like she couldn't process what she saw, but acted out of instinct. She called for guards and leapt to engage him. She was reluctant; she didn't want to fight an old comrade. Base's aching chest heaved with a tired sigh at the memory. The look on her face haunted him, as if pleading him to turn the sight into a joke. Her heart wasn't in the fight, and even if it had been, his training with Sonic had made him incredibly swift at dodging.

Even so, he was now a traitor to his friends and kingdom. He was a rogue, a villain, he was worthless in the eyes of those who once saw him as one of their champions. His objective, his goal had also been failed. He'd failed to kill King Acorn.

In the times he had been to Downunda he had discovered evidence of King Acorn's betrayal. Audio, video, written reports, enough to bury Maximillian so far into the ground he'd have been in this cell instead. Base had been unprepared to believe in the evidence, and hadn't taken it with him. Now he wondered if it was even still there. After all, he'd learned of it from Snively of all people. By now it was shredded and deleted.

His mind remained on Downunda. The leader of the Star Freedom Fighters; a splinter group from the recognized Freedom Fighters of the region, their leader had been an obstacle in his path the first time he went there. The woman had been intense and unreasonable, flinging insults while attacking him without provokation. She had called him a "Crown Polisher", apparently the Acorn family wasn't popular in that part of the world. The irony of being called a "Crown Polisher" didn't sit well with him, since he'd tried to kill the King.

Base got to his feet, walking across the small space to the opposite wall. He started punching the wall hard. He'd been stupid! He'd lost control when he came for the king. He attacked him in the open, no evidence, no way to prove himself right! Now he was here.

He wasn't thinking; he could only feel fury. Mission was dead, and he had been the one to kill her at the King's instructions. When Mission had gone rogue, the King said she was Base's responsibility, and if he didn't stop her then he would be persecuted. King Acorn had said,"Prosecuted" but persecution was what it was. The Freedom Fighters had stood in his defense, the King was adamant that his history with Mission made him a very suspicious party. He'd agreed to bring her in, but refused to kill her. Knowing what he knew now, there was no way she was going to come alive. Base's own life depended on it.

She had raised him, she had cared for him, taught him to fight and survive. Now she was gone and all he could think of was that he'd wanted revenge. He wanted to avenge her, he wanted to strangle the life from the King with his bare hands.

Base struck out at the wall again, the stone cracked from the blow. The cell door flew open, an MP charged in, stun rod at the ready. Base spread his feet, raised his arms in defense. The MP stabbed outward with the electric wand, Base ducking underneath it. Base dropped his left shoulder, and came up hard with a right hook under the MP's arm. The sudden impact causing the MP to release his weapon sending it across the room and into the opposite wall. Seeing an opening he rushed forward, grabbing the MP's shoulders and driving his forehead into the MP's nose.

The second rushed into the cell, running to his partner's side,"Mac! What'd he do to you?!"

"He browg ma nowd!" blood was pouring down his muzzle. He was trying to catch it with his hands, as if he could just push it back in and be fine.

The second MP quickly rose to his feet, and in the same swift movement pulled his own stun prod and jabbed it into Base's gut, thumbing the switch. Base let out a loud cry as the electricity hit him. The seconds that the voltage drew his muscles taut seemed to expand into forever before he hit the floor, twitching and in pain.

Base was flipped onto his front, his arms wrenched behind him and shackled with large cuffs; heavy and uncomfortable. The hegehog's head was hefted from the floor by his smoldering bandana for the MP to snarl in his ear,"I ought to cave your face in you little twat! Might be an improvement!"

Base smirked,"This coming from someone who looks like he got throat-fucked by the ugly train."

Base tensed for the impact with the floor, but the MP's move was stopped when a voice boomed into the cell,"DROP HIM!"

Base and the MP both looked to the source of the voice: Bunnie Rabbot. She stood in the doorway, looking extremely cross,"Is this how ya'll treat a prisoner?! Y'spend the day wholloping him around his cell?!"

The MP was speechless. He dropped Base and stood up,"He attacked Mac, ma'am!"

Bunnie stamped her foot,"Ah don't give a rat's behind about that! Getcher butts out of this cell!"

The MP shuffled back to his partner, picking him up and heading for the exit of the cell. Bunnie grabbed his arm on his way past her,"We ain't monsters. Don'chu ever pull that again or Ah'll knock your butt up between your shoulders!"

The Freedom Fighters held no rank over the MPs, but the guards knew that if someone was here it was on behalf of the Acorn family and they weren't going to mess with that. Base made his way to his feet slowly. Bunnie let out a sigh and shook her head as she crossed the room. She took his face in her non-robotic hand and turned his head side to side,"...they messed you up something ugly sugah."

Base grinned,"You saying I'm not pretty anymore?"

Bunnie didn't smile, and instead just poked him in his cheek and watched him flinch from the pain,"Don't get smart with me, hedgehog." she let out a sad sigh,"Ah don't understand. Why? Why go rogue on us?"

Base gathered himself, his body still unsure if it was going to cooperate after the shock of the first stun rod,"The King's the traitor, Bunnie. If Sally would just listen-!"

Bunnie held up her hand to stop him,"She saw you attack the King. What can you say to justify that? How can you convince her ya'll ain't gone nuts?"

She looked like her own words hurt her. Base lowered his head and grunted,"Well, maybe when I'm dead she'll wise up and check into it before something worse happens."

Bunnie crossed her arms in front of her body,"...Base. You know why I'm here, right?"

Base nodded. Bunnie looked like the conversation itself was draining her energy,"Ah need to be witness to your last request."

Base chortled, "Can we drop the execution and go with a banishment?"

Bunnie put her hand to her face, she sobbed softly,"Base...this is hard enough for me. Please, don't joke. They're going to kill you...there ain't any stopping that. Please, Base...Ah need to know what you need."

Base swallowed, he lowered his gaze, suddenly unable to look at her,"...kiss me."

Bunnie looked up from her hand, her cheeks steadily turned red giving her fur a reddish tint,"What? What didja say?"

Base looked to her, his cheeks flushed red,"I've just..I always wanted...I love y---...n-nevermind."

Bunnie closed the already short distance between them, her soft hand resting on his chest, her metal hand under his quills pulling him into a kiss. She shook against him, her sobs still rocking her body.

In the moment they were sharing, there was nothing but the moment. The kiss was everything, the kiss was passion, it was longing, a desire finally fulfilled, it was desperation to finally have what they had wanted for so long, it was lust, but above all it was an unspoken admission of love.

She had kissed him and she kissed him hard. It was perfect.

The MP came into the cell again, grabbing Base's arm and hauling him away from her. As he was pulled away, Bunnie could see the remnants of a smile as his gaze never left hers. She leaned against a wall, her breathing was heavy, her heart hammered in her chest. He was gone, being marched to his execution, and nothing could be done about it. Bunnie tried hard to hold back her tears but couldn't.

She sank to her knees on the floor, heavy sobs shaking her,"Ah love you....Ah love you."

She was certain, he'd never hear the words.

Base could hear Bunnie crying as he was pulled out the door and thrown to the ground, hitting face first in the dirt. Coughing, he struggled to get to his knees and look ahead, gasping at the sight. A walk of shame, mobians and robians alike to each side. Eyes were on him, to see how he would react now that the time had come. He got to his feet slowly, harder to do so without his arms of course.

This was his fate, and he'd face it with dignity. He started walking, not making eye contact with anyone from either side. Paraded through town as a war criminal in the eyes of everyone present. Conversations were held all around him.

Words of how he was never trusted, never truly part of this village, how he was a disgrace and a traitor. There were cries for his death or for him to be left in the middle of Robotropolis. But for every cry for him to die there were cries to reduce it to exile for his all the good he had done under their banner.

Then as the arguments over his fate grew in tension, those that called for his head began to take matters further. Base had never seen it come from his right, the thrown stone striking the side of his head and sending him toppling to the ground, the wound let his blood run down his face. The guards rushed in at that point, grabbing him by each arm and hauling him down the long walk. With the guards in the way, the crowd calmed itself for fear of a provoked response from the MP guards.

One MP leaned down to Base's ear,"Soak it up shit-stain. This is what happens to traitors."

Base didn't respond, his head lolled on his shoulders, dizzy from the stone that pelted him. He could still hear everything around him. The calls from the crowd as they cursed him as filth, as a traitor, damning him to whatever hell awaited him.

Their cries paled in comparison to having to look at his friends and family. The sadness in their gaze and the shame he felt when they turned their eyes from him. Sir Charles, even as a Robian looked horrified watching his adopted son being dragged along, struggling to keep his feet. Rosie was pulled into Charles' side, her face buried in her hands as she cried.

He could see the Freedom Fighters standing and watching. Mixed faces in the crowd, depending on who it was. Sonic, Tails and Rotor all looked like they couldn't believe what they were witnessing. Sally and Antoine stood impassive, save for perhaps a small glint of regret in the two's faces. It all seemed to take forever, but had only been a few minutes before he reached the end of the walk.

They had built something overnight, it was undeniably shoddy looking. A stone wall in a half circle, looking like someone cut a well in half. The MPs led Base to it, throwing him towards it; Base stumbled until he hit the wall, turning around to face the audience for his execution. Sally, Antoine, and King Acorn stepped to the front of the crowd. Sally turned and said something to the King, he only shook his head in response. Sally looked hurt as her eyes met Base's.

The King walked towards Base, a small group of MPs with rifles forming a line behind him; four gunners in total, Base noticed. King Acorn smiled down at Base, "Was trying to kill me worth it?"

Base grinned, "When I'm gone...they'll figure you out."

The king sneered, "Don't count on it. Any last requests?"

"Well, I already had one. But if you have to know, my ass is a bit itchy. Your mustache looks like it could help, so why don't you get down there and kiss my ass?" Base spat in his eye.

The King stood upright and wiped his eye with a hankerchief from his coat pocket, "Defiant to the last. Very well."

The King turned away, waving his hand,"Gunners ready!"

Base swallowed, this was it, he was going to die. Was there really a way out of this? The MPs took aim; the rifles seemed quite old, ancient like pirate guns from old bedtime stories. Base had a simple plan forming in his head, it was just stupid enough to work, or get his hands blown off. He waited for their order.

"FIRE!" came Maximillian's booming voice.

Base dropped to the ground, raising his hands to the air as he fell, the incoming shots hit where he had been standing, shattering the bonds on his wrists instead of blowing off his hands. As the crowd and MPs stood in dumbfounded silence, Base got to his feet and took off in a dead sprint into the Great Forest. King Max's shouts for his capture echoed behind him as he fled. Base's lungs started to burn in his chest, his breath came in raspy wheezes, but he persisted and pushed himself onward.

There was a noise in the woods, as if the wind itself was chasing him. He'd recognize that noise as Sonic giving chase. There was no outrunning that, but he couldn't let that slow him or stop him; he had to escape. The wind rushed past him, a blue blur in front of him, it spun and stopped in his way. Sonic stood in his path, determination on his face.

"Base! I can't let you go, man!" Sonic said, his voice was a bit shaken.

Base stopped, his breathing ragged, he stepped up to Sonic and stood still,"Sonic, you can't-"

Sonic hugged his cousin tight and whispered in his ear,"Others around the forest. I can't let you go without telling you I believe what you say you saw. Get out of here, I'll say I couldn't locate you, that you probably climbed the trees or something. Go, man. Don't look back."

Sonic let him go with a nod and took off back into the forest. Base watched him go and with a gasping sigh, and he continued his dead sprint for the edge of the forest. He had nowhere to go, but he'd end up somewhere. He reached the edge of the forest and didn't stop.

His path would lead him to Downunda, back to the DSFF.

The End

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Base sat on the hard bench in his cell. The small containment area stank of mildew and filth. His eyes flicked to the MPs guarding the bars in front of his cell.

Where the hell did we suddenly get Military Police? Of course, ha, they didn't arrive until the return of the "king". Under command of St. John.

Base spat into the corner, nudging a tooth with his tongue to see if the MPs had knocked any loose when they had roughed him up. He wasn't a fan of St. John, the guy was an arrogant ass and managed to be annoying even with his mouth shut. He was too eager to please his superiors, and Base had never liked brown-nosers.

He felt his blood boil as he thought back to when the MPs had come to arrest him. The fight had been anything but straight and fair, seven ganged on him with stun prods and lit him up like a Winter Solstice tree. The second he hit the ground, he wasn't even capable of curling into a ball to protect himself from the curb stomping boots and pounding fists of the MPs. Brutality had taken its toll on his appearance. Scuffs on his leather attire, tears in his white shirt, dried blood and bruises, dirt in places he didn't want to think about. Then, his imprisonment at Sally's command.

When the princess had stepped onto the scene, she looked like she couldn't process what she saw, but acted out of instinct. She called for guards and leapt to engage him. She was reluctant; she didn't want to fight an old comrade. Base's aching chest heaved with a tired sigh at the memory. The look on her face haunted him, as if pleading him to turn the sight into a joke. Her heart wasn't in the fight, and even if it had been, his training with Sonic had made him incredibly swift at dodging.

Even so, he was now a traitor to his friends and kingdom. He was a rogue, a villain, he was worthless in the eyes of those who once saw him as one of their champions. His objective, his goal had also been failed. He'd failed to kill King Acorn.

In the times he had been to Downunda he had discovered evidence of King Acorn's betrayal. Audio, video, written reports, enough to bury Maximillian so far into the ground he'd have been in this cell instead. Base had been unprepared to believe in the evidence, and hadn't taken it with him. Now he wondered if it was even still there. After all, he'd learned of it from Snively of all people. By now it was shredded and deleted.

His mind remained on Downunda. The leader of the Star Freedom Fighters; a splinter group from the recognized Freedom Fighters of the region, their leader had been an obstacle in his path the first time he went there. The woman had been intense and unreasonable, flinging insults while attacking him without provokation. She had called him a "Crown Polisher", apparently the Acorn family wasn't popular in that part of the world. The irony of being called a "Crown Polisher" didn't sit well with him, since he'd tried to kill the King.

Base got to his feet, walking across the small space to the opposite wall. He started punching the wall hard. He'd been stupid! He'd lost control when he came for the king. He attacked him in the open, no evidence, no way to prove himself right! Now he was here.

He wasn't thinking; he could only feel fury. Mission was dead, and he had been the one to kill her at the King's instructions. When Mission had gone rogue, the King said she was Base's responsibility, and if he didn't stop her then he would be persecuted. King Acorn had said,"Prosecuted" but persecution was what it was. The Freedom Fighters had stood in his defense, the King was adamant that his history with Mission made him a very suspicious party. He'd agreed to bring her in, but refused to kill her. Knowing what he knew now, there was no way she was going to come alive. Base's own life depended on it.

She had raised him, she had cared for him, taught him to fight and survive. Now she was gone and all he could think of was that he'd wanted revenge. He wanted to avenge her, he wanted to strangle the life from the King with his bare hands.

Base struck out at the wall again, the stone cracked from the blow. The cell door flew open, an MP charged in, stun rod at the ready. Base spread his feet, raised his arms in defense. The MP stabbed outward with the electric wand, Base ducking underneath it. Base dropped his left shoulder, and came up hard with a right hook under the MP's arm. The sudden impact causing the MP to release his weapon sending it across the room and into the opposite wall. Seeing an opening he rushed forward, grabbing the MP's shoulders and driving his forehead into the MP's nose.

The second rushed into the cell, running to his partner's side,"Mac! What'd he do to you?!"

"He browg ma nowd!" blood was pouring down his muzzle. He was trying to catch it with his hands, as if he could just push it back in and be fine.

The second MP quickly rose to his feet, and in the same swift movement pulled his own stun prod and jabbed it into Base's gut, thumbing the switch. Base let out a loud cry as the electricity hit him. The seconds that the voltage drew his muscles taut seemed to expand into forever before he hit the floor, twitching and in pain.

Base was flipped onto his front, his arms wrenched behind him and shackled with large cuffs; heavy and uncomfortable. The hegehog's head was hefted from the floor by his smoldering bandana for the MP to snarl in his ear,"I ought to cave your face in you little twat! Might be an improvement!"

Base smirked,"This coming from someone who looks like he got throat-fucked by the ugly train."

Base tensed for the impact with the floor, but the MP's move was stopped when a voice boomed into the cell,"DROP HIM!"

Base and the MP both looked to the source of the voice: Bunnie Rabbot. She stood in the doorway, looking extremely cross,"Is this how ya'll treat a prisoner?! Y'spend the day wholloping him around his cell?!"

The MP was speechless. He dropped Base and stood up,"He attacked Mac, ma'am!"

Bunnie stamped her foot,"Ah don't give a rat's behind about that! Getcher butts out of this cell!"

The MP shuffled back to his partner, picking him up and heading for the exit of the cell. Bunnie grabbed his arm on his way past her,"We ain't monsters. Don'chu ever pull that again or Ah'll knock your butt up between your shoulders!"

The Freedom Fighters held no rank over the MPs, but the guards knew that if someone was here it was on behalf of the Acorn family and they weren't going to mess with that. Base made his way to his feet slowly. Bunnie let out a sigh and shook her head as she crossed the room. She took his face in her non-robotic hand and turned his head side to side,"...they messed you up something ugly sugah."

Base grinned,"You saying I'm not pretty anymore?"

Bunnie didn't smile, and instead just poked him in his cheek and watched him flinch from the pain,"Don't get smart with me, hedgehog." she let out a sad sigh,"Ah don't understand. Why? Why go rogue on us?"

Base gathered himself, his body still unsure if it was going to cooperate after the shock of the first stun rod,"The King's the traitor, Bunnie. If Sally would just listen-!"

Bunnie held up her hand to stop him,"She saw you attack the King. What can you say to justify that? How can you convince her ya'll ain't gone nuts?"

She looked like her own words hurt her. Base lowered his head and grunted,"Well, maybe when I'm dead she'll wise up and check into it before something worse happens."

Bunnie crossed her arms in front of her body,"...Base. You know why I'm here, right?"

Base nodded. Bunnie looked like the conversation itself was draining her energy,"Ah need to be witness to your last request."

Base chortled, "Can we drop the execution and go with a banishment?"

Bunnie put her hand to her face, she sobbed softly,"Base...this is hard enough for me. Please, don't joke. They're going to kill you...there ain't any stopping that. Please, Base...Ah need to know what you need."

Base swallowed, he lowered his gaze, suddenly unable to look at her,"...kiss me."

Bunnie looked up from her hand, her cheeks steadily turned red giving her fur a reddish tint,"What? What didja say?"

Base looked to her, his cheeks flushed red,"I've just..I always wanted...I love y---...n-nevermind."

Bunnie closed the already short distance between them, her soft hand resting on his chest, her metal hand under his quills pulling him into a kiss. She shook against him, her sobs still rocking her body.

In the moment they were sharing, there was nothing but the moment. The kiss was everything, the kiss was passion, it was longing, a desire finally fulfilled, it was desperation to finally have what they had wanted for so long, it was lust, but above all it was an unspoken admission of love.

She had kissed him and she kissed him hard. It was perfect.

The MP came into the cell again, grabbing Base's arm and hauling him away from her. As he was pulled away, Bunnie could see the remnants of a smile as his gaze never left hers. She leaned against a wall, her breathing was heavy, her heart hammered in her chest. He was gone, being marched to his execution, and nothing could be done about it. Bunnie tried hard to hold back her tears but couldn't.

She sank to her knees on the floor, heavy sobs shaking her,"Ah love you....Ah love you."

She was certain, he'd never hear the words.

Base could hear Bunnie crying as he was pulled out the door and thrown to the ground, hitting face first in the dirt. Coughing, he struggled to get to his knees and look ahead, gasping at the sight. A walk of shame, mobians and robians alike to each side. Eyes were on him, to see how he would react now that the time had come. He got to his feet slowly, harder to do so without his arms of course.

This was his fate, and he'd face it with dignity. He started walking, not making eye contact with anyone from either side. Paraded through town as a war criminal in the eyes of everyone present. Conversations were held all around him.

Words of how he was never trusted, never truly part of this village, how he was a disgrace and a traitor. There were cries for his death or for him to be left in the middle of Robotropolis. But for every cry for him to die there were cries to reduce it to exile for his all the good he had done under their banner.

Then as the arguments over his fate grew in tension, those that called for his head began to take matters further. Base had never seen it come from his right, the thrown stone striking the side of his head and sending him toppling to the ground, the wound let his blood run down his face. The guards rushed in at that point, grabbing him by each arm and hauling him down the long walk. With the guards in the way, the crowd calmed itself for fear of a provoked response from the MP guards.

One MP leaned down to Base's ear,"Soak it up shit-stain. This is what happens to traitors."

Base didn't respond, his head lolled on his shoulders, dizzy from the stone that pelted him. He could still hear everything around him. The calls from the crowd as they cursed him as filth, as a traitor, damning him to whatever hell awaited him.

Their cries paled in comparison to having to look at his friends and family. The sadness in their gaze and the shame he felt when they turned their eyes from him. Sir Charles, even as a Robian looked horrified watching his adopted son being dragged along, struggling to keep his feet. Rosie was pulled into Charles' side, her face buried in her hands as she cried.

He could see the Freedom Fighters standing and watching. Mixed faces in the crowd, depending on who it was. Sonic, Tails and Rotor all looked like they couldn't believe what they were witnessing. Sally and Antoine stood impassive, save for perhaps a small glint of regret in the two's faces. It all seemed to take forever, but had only been a few minutes before he reached the end of the walk.

They had built something overnight, it was undeniably shoddy looking. A stone wall in a half circle, looking like someone cut a well in half. The MPs led Base to it, throwing him towards it; Base stumbled until he hit the wall, turning around to face the audience for his execution. Sally, Antoine, and King Acorn stepped to the front of the crowd. Sally turned and said something to the King, he only shook his head in response. Sally looked hurt as her eyes met Base's.

The King walked towards Base, a small group of MPs with rifles forming a line behind him; four gunners in total, Base noticed. King Acorn smiled down at Base, "Was trying to kill me worth it?"

Base grinned, "When I'm gone...they'll figure you out."

The king sneered, "Don't count on it. Any last requests?"

"Well, I already had one. But if you have to know, my ass is a bit itchy. Your mustache looks like it could help, so why don't you get down there and kiss my ass?" Base spat in his eye.

The King stood upright and wiped his eye with a hankerchief from his coat pocket, "Defiant to the last. Very well."

The King turned away, waving his hand,"Gunners ready!"

Base swallowed, this was it, he was going to die. Was there really a way out of this? The MPs took aim; the rifles seemed quite old, ancient like pirate guns from old bedtime stories. Base had a simple plan forming in his head, it was just stupid enough to work, or get his hands blown off. He waited for their order.

"FIRE!" came Maximillian's booming voice.

Base dropped to the ground, raising his hands to the air as he fell, the incoming shots hit where he had been standing, shattering the bonds on his wrists instead of blowing off his hands. As the crowd and MPs stood in dumbfounded silence, Base got to his feet and took off in a dead sprint into the Great Forest. King Max's shouts for his capture echoed behind him as he fled. Base's lungs started to burn in his chest, his breath came in raspy wheezes, but he persisted and pushed himself onward.

There was a noise in the woods, as if the wind itself was chasing him. He'd recognize that noise as Sonic giving chase. There was no outrunning that, but he couldn't let that slow him or stop him; he had to escape. The wind rushed past him, a blue blur in front of him, it spun and stopped in his way. Sonic stood in his path, determination on his face.

"Base! I can't let you go, man!" Sonic said, his voice was a bit shaken.

Base stopped, his breathing ragged, he stepped up to Sonic and stood still,"Sonic, you can't-"

Sonic hugged his cousin tight and whispered in his ear,"Others around the forest. I can't let you go without telling you I believe what you say you saw. Get out of here, I'll say I couldn't locate you, that you probably climbed the trees or something. Go, man. Don't look back."

Sonic let him go with a nod and took off back into the forest. Base watched him go and with a gasping sigh, and he continued his dead sprint for the edge of the forest. He had nowhere to go, but he'd end up somewhere. He reached the edge of the forest and didn't stop.

His path would lead him to Downunda, back to the DSFF.

The End