Ch. 9: Diamond Dire
Yesterday, after they had landed in the ravine around an abandoned castle, the two mad scientists were discussing matters of their robotic projects in the Egg Carrier. As a former GUN scientist, the man in white asks questions to his new employer.
“Speaking of resources, I had been meaning to ask.” said Mod, the recent recruit of the Eggman Empire. “Besides captured animals, how else would you power your robots?”
“You’ve worked for GUN.” Eggman bluntly stated to the newcomer. “You should already know how my machines are powered by, especially when the military have been building their mechs from scavenging my robots.”
“Yes, that was my line of work,” the former GUN scientist confirms. He generalizes his activity from 'analyzing through scraps of machinery, copying their designs, and remaking them according to GUN’s desire.' "Of course, they’re going to have a problem advancing their tech now that you have a defector by your side.” He cunningly spoke while pushing back his horn-rimmed glasses.
“Indeed, that would give me the upper hand in my conquest of Earth,” Eggman confidently responded with a fist raised before he shook his head. “However, I am not going back there as long as that hedgehog is around."
"So against GUN and the world militaries, you would have no problem," Mod expressed in intrigue, noting that the world's enemy could take over earth with ease. "But against Sonic-"
"I am not going to risk another defeat by that filthy rodent and his furry freaks."
“I see." Mod reverts back to his topic of energy sources. "So I'm assuming that your machines, when not using animals, are powered up by Chaos Drives.” It wouldn’t really make sense to have only animals being the batteries for robots, for their general population are limited in comparison to an assembly production of Egg Pawns.
“Yes they are,” Eggman replied. “It was an invention made by my grandfather to find a better and more efficient form of energy to power mechanical weaponry.” The egg-shaped scientist then had a quick flashback on how he was having a blast in destroying G.U.N mechs with his Egg Walker back at Prison Island. There he would fire missiles at the government, metal grunts, whom they would leave trails of Chaos Drives after their destruction. He would ask Mod if he and other scientists were involved in copying his grandfather’s line of work, but it seemed that the GUN turncoat had more to say.
“I am also proposing an alternative source of energy,” he exclaimed, intending to go on further ahead of Gerald Robotnik's original design. "The energy that the Chaos Drives give off is sufficient, but far inferior to a Chaos Emerald.”
“You’re saying that I should be powering my Badniks with Chaos Emeralds? That would be a good idea, but there are only seven total and we can only allow one in this alien world.” Eggman reminded when they only needed one to amplify its power and transport the Egg Carrier to a world faraway from human contact.
“Oh? Why only one?" the pale scientist inquired.
“If I do acquire more," the obese doctor stated. "Sonic and his allies would be suspicious, and no doubt be well aware of our plans."
"So if someone else steals the other Emeralds, this will give off the vibe that you're behind it all even if you had a third party do it for you." Mod said if a third-party ally, a GUN defector such as himself, were to steal the Emeralds, everyone will still suspect him to be working for the Eggman Empire.
"Exactly, I want to take over a world without any hedgehogs involved, and one Chaos Emerald should be good enough.” Eggman voiced when he had no qualms of conquering other planets, prior to the creation of his "Incredible Interstellar Amusement Park."
“Why not make a mass production of them?”
"A mass production of Chaos Emeralds,” the scientist in white repeated. By then, an automatic door opened with Mephiles appearing with blueprints and data in hand. He gave the schematics to his sponsor, Mod, to which the latter makes his presentation. “Miles Prower demonstrated a remarkable feature. When he was rewarded a Chaos Emerald for his efforts at Station Square in disabling your nuke, he proceeded to conduct an experimentation without any external assistance other than his own. His project was to make a copy of another gem of power, an Artificial Chaos Emerald.”
“Ah yes, I remember he did that.” It was a time where Eggman was close to defeating Sonic. He had outsmarted Tails, knowing beforehand that a Chaos Emerald the fox made wasn't the same as the genuine. “‘Because you told me so.’ Ah, those were the best times," Eggman visually remembered in a flashback. "When I led Sonic into a trap and nearly have the world in my grasp. Wait. If I had fire the Eclipse cannon, then how will I have built my Eggman Empire on Earth? How will I conquer the universe then without a population to control and sovereign built?” Eggman listened more to what the pale scientist had to say.
“When you were close to detonating Sonic in space, he escaped using Chaos Control with the Artificial Emerald. This demonstrates that while it is a synthetic copy, it is strong enough to perform feats of a regular Emerald. What I’m proposing is this.” He pulls a large jewelry box from his attire, inside of which reveals a big piece of raw, colorless diamond; a similar size to that of a Chaos Emerald.
“Why do you have that in your lab coat?” Eggman asks.
“Oh, this? This was my proposal of marriage to a fellow scientist I've worked with back at Area 51.”
“How it turned out?” the egg-shaped doctor asked, though it was a rhetorical question. He could tell beforehand. The turncoat came to his organization with no one else other than his Shadow look-alike assistant, so the outcome of his supposed proposal to his significant other is easily read.
“She didn’t reciprocate.”
“Did you talk to her often?"
"Only when we're working."
"Ask her out on a date?”
“Our scientific work was more important, so why would I do something as trivial as that?” Mod questioned while feeling a bit weirded out by this sudden change of topic from his presentation to his personal life.
“So you propose to her by showing this large piece of rock just out of nowhere. That’s absurd, not to mention downright creepy.”
“And what makes you the love expert?” Mod feels he's being too judged here.
“Trust me; I’m a romanticist, feminist, and most importantly, a gentleman. I know what a woman likes, and this proposal is just lame.”
“Okay….?” The horned-rimmed responded awkwardly while mentally ranting to himself. "He's supposed to be the world's most wanted criminal? I mean seriously. I’m here to talk about research, not asking for dating advice." "Anyways," the former government scientist let out, "based on these blueprints here, along with the formula shown to us at GUN by Miles Prower, we should be able to copy energy of a Chaos Emerald and synchronize it in a raw gemstone.” This is experiment done with Mephiles coming back to Mod’s research facility to retrieve the green Chaos Emerald and Eggman providing his machinery to synchronize Chaos Energy into the large piece of diamond.
"Now let's test this out, shall we?" Eggman said. After the project is done with the diamond synergized with Chaos Energy from the original, he ordered Mephiles. "I'll need you to pick up something from Earth." Assuming that he can use Chaos Control, considering his appearance is too much like Shadow.
"What do you need?" Mephiles questioned yet without hesitation.
"A robot, hidden inside of my bases. I'll be needing him in this world. Here's the location." Eggman pinpoints the location and codes of his secret base on Earth. "Remain undetected from sight, be it from civilian, government, or worse, mobians." Mephiles nodded and performed Chaos Control in a flash.
"It works,” the white scientist complimenting the end result of a successfully making an able copy of a Chaos Emerald.
"That remains to be seen," the round doctor cynically snide.
"Why doubt it?"
"Because I've done this experiment before,” Eggman stated. “I tried using CZ as vessels for Chaos Energy. The results are dubious; very dubious." He remembered seeing a camera footage in the Ark on how Sonic had teleported to another place out of random. "Besides, these synthetic Emeralds don't last long once their energy has been used." He further explained that when he was experimenting on Tails' Emerald it quickly loses energy usage. This is further confirmed after Sonic had already used it once to escape the explosion and his combat with Shadow.
"Indeed. The material Miles Prower used was also Cubic Zirconia, but one I'm using is of raw diamond."
"Where did you get one that size, anyways? A raw, colorless diamond isn't exactly easy to get by."
"It's quite simple, really," said the former, top secret scientist. "GUN had apprehended a drug trafficking, criminal network. We’ve found that the criminal cartel have set up a racketeering operation involving diamond mines in third world countries. There we would have troops to take out the 'hostile' forces to extract the mined materials and the resources were given to scientists for study. Sometimes, we would reap the rewards for ourselves." Minutes after sharing important info between the two scientists, Mephiles came back with a blue, metallic, and offline souvenir for Eggman. "It looks like the experiment is a success after all." Mod said paying more attention to his project than Mephiles coming back with a Sonic look-alike robot.
"And the Chaos Energy still remains undepleted." Eggman complimented. "All we need now is more crystalline to produce more of these 'Chaos Gems.'" They then agreed to dub them as such.
"That's going to be difficult, considering the rarities of raw gemstones back on Earth." Mod cautiously reminded.
"I transported us somewhere to world faraway from human contact," Eggman reminded of their Chaos Control. "So with luck, it's not an unlikely case that the raw minerals of this planet will be well in abundance."
"But what if this world were to have civilization?" Mod cautioned. "Surely they would have extracted the resources before us."
"Leave that to me." the leader of the Eggman Empire answered responsibly.
Today, Eggman is currently spying on the ponies through his computer monitor reading Gamma's visual. His supposed, former robot requested to explore this world of Equestria; without him knowing that he is also giving Eggman's firsthand look as if he were the doctor's eyes.
"Everypony got their bits?" Twilight asked when standing by a train station. Her pony friends and personal assistant confirmed their answer.
"Everypony? Well, that's a dumb substitute for a pronoun of everybody or everyone." Eggman poignantly judged in secret. The ponies then look at E-102.
"Bits?" Gamma questioned.
"Bits are our currencies in Equestria." Spike pulled out a coin purse, showing 'bits' of coin.
"I have none, and even if I have 'bits' of currency, I require no purchasing." The red robot stated without politely saying 'no thank you.'
"Well, you are our guest, so we'll be covering your souvenirs and expenses." Rarity offered generously.
"We are?" Pinkie said with wide eyes. Applejack had to nudge to her the obvious.
"Will the souvenirs involve weapons and ammunition?" Gamma asked.
"Wait, what?" the nonviolent ponies and dragon would cry out.
"Why in Equestria do you need weapons for?" Rainbow Dash complained.
"Battle efficiency." Gamma stated in his predictable manner of using a few words before defining them. "Anything of pragmatic use would be invaluable for my combat protocols."
"I can have Princess Cadence ask the guards to lend in their equipment for your studying needs." Twilight offered.
"Jeez, how close are you with the authority figures in the Princesses?" Eggman would've asked if he were there. This is the third princess he accounted after Princess Celestia and Luna. Princesses’ ruling a realm isn’t really common on Earth. It's usually the kings, queens, or male patriarchs representing the monarchical state while Prime Ministers and other politicians hold the government powers. Coincidentally, Gamma would inquire a similar question, but the train had arrived and there wasn't a time for questions at the moment. They would resume their conversation after they got on board, en route to the Crystal Empire.
"I'm actually a student of Princess Celestia." Twilight continued. She talked about on how she became so from discovering her Cutie Mark and had Spike as her personal assistant from when he was hatched. Gamma would ask the nature of Cutie Marks, which the surrounding equines answered with clarification of being the symbol of one's talent and thereby the very nature of that pony. This gives Eggman from a hidden distance a brief insight on the essentials of these ponies, though he finds the name 'Cutie Marks' ridiculous.
"What of Princess Luna?" Gamma is eager to gather info without knowing that Eggman is also listening.
"I'd reckon you'll be asking that." Applejack stepped in. "It was fairly recent." They then talked to Gamma and unintentionally told Eggman the events of dispute between the Pony Sisters thousands of years ago and how they were reunited in the present thanks to their efforts of Friendship.
"Bah, friendship." the egg-shaped doctor felt annoyed. "You hear that in a children's cartoon all the time, even that blue hedgehog's been stealing their lines." But thousands of years has both him and Gamma curious, which the red automaton asked for verification if the current monarchs are the same as a millennia ago.
"Alicorn typically aged differently from the rest of the ponies." They would answer as if it were common knowledge.
"You haven't heard of alicorns before?" Rainbow Dash complained. "What? Have you been living under a rock?" Eggman really wants to crush that cyan mare with his mechs by now if he wasn't being discrete from within the Egg Carrier. She really is too much like Sonic for her insulting habits, especially if she were direct towards the scientist.
"Humans have stories and myths of unicorns and pegasus, but never coined the term 'alicorn' in mixture of the two."
"Three actually," Twilight correctly lectured. "Alicorns are an amalgamation of Earth Ponies, Pegasi, and Unicorns."
"Earth Ponies? How are they define in the terms of Equestria?" unit E-102 had to asked. Rainbow Dash was getting annoyed his impertinent questioning.
"Ugh, don't you know anything?!" Rainbow finally let out. She has had enough of hearing Gamma using eggheaded vocabulary, which to her are only for those who waste would their time studying and hitting the books; while at same time, he doesn't know their basic, elementary knowledge.
"Rainbow Dash, please," Fluttershy intervene. "Don't be rude. Gamma here is new to Equestria. You can't blame him for not knowing much of our realm."
"Well, talk to this baby all you want!" Rainbow Dash gets up. "I'm outta here." She left for another cart to take a nap, so she wouldn't have to hear all that redundant questioning on preschool knowledge. Gamma was unfazed throughout her outburst.
"Don't mind Rainbow," Twilight assured. “She just had a rough night after all that misunderstanding, yesterday." Gamma noted and wished to continue with the learning process. "All ponies have their unique set of magic. As you know, pegasi can manage the weather. Unicorns perform magic with their horns, and Earth Ponies use theirs to help grow crops from the ground."
"This is all unheard of to the human knowledge." Gamma said. When asked about what he means, "In human knowledge, horses, even at their most basic, do not grow crops. They were historically used by humans for travel, mounted warfare, and food as a last resort." The last statement has gotten the concern from the ponies nearby in the cart.
"Damn it Gamma," Eggman spoke from the Egg Carrier. "You had to mention that to a bunch of talking horses." He couldn't really do much to command his robot, lest it would give the suspicion to both his automaton and the Equestrians of the doctor's secret surveillance.
"So if need be,” Rarity frightfully asked. “You would eat us?"
"Negative. Robots do not require meals."
"Then what about humans?" Applejack intervenes. "What's in their diet?"
"Human are typically omnivore, having both carnivore and herbivore appetites, though they vary by location and culture."
"Well, it is understandable that organics need food to survive, regardless if it is meat or vegetation." Fluttershy said as the animal expert and lessening the worry from nearby ponies, though she worries if someone like Eggman would eat her and her friends.
"While horses are edible to humans, they are not in their typical diet." Gamma relieves the paranoia in the ponies. “Their meat consumption is mainly on chicken, beef, pork, and seafood.”
"What do humans use now for transportation?" Twilight noted Gamma's statement of human's 'historic' use for equines.
"They now use automobiles and locomotion by land, ships by sea, aircraft by air, and spacecraft in space." Gamma's answers have intrigued Twilight even more of the marvels humans can built. Ponies have a few similar vehicles in trains and helicopters, but what humans built can reach even up to outer space. Gamma went on with the topic of alicorns. "Alicorns have the abilities of the three races; do they have traits of their own?"
"Alicorns do age differently, with Celestia and Luna living over a thousand years. But now that you mentioned it," Twilight continued. "When Celestia and Luna were able to lift and descend the sun and moon, their magic weren't depleted but rather nourished by doing so."
"Lift and descending. As in actually commanding the sun and moon?" Gamma questioned. Eggman would've asked the same.
"Before then, talented unicorns, at least about 6 for each setting, had to lift them, but this drains them of their magic, unlike alicorns."
"Don't the sun and moon rotate in orbit around the planet?"
"Actually, no. If no magic is used, then the sun and moon would be in a stalemate." Gamma finds that illogical. He discussed with his worldview's law of physics and motion and planetary orbit. He astounds Twilight of human theories, too boring for the other ponies, and luckily Rainbow didn't have to listen through all that egghead stuff. Eggman is greatly interested by the ruling Princesses’ longevity and their vast capabilities with magic in lifting stars.
"Ohohoho, I can use them for a better purpose. Once I harnessed their powers, I will rule not only this world, but also on Earth." Eggman ambitioned in thought. "Perhaps all worlds will bow down to me." He fantasizes of such an occasion, but for now, he needs to plan one step at a time. He can't grandiosely be thinking on his goals all the time. After all, the worst enemy of a good plan is the dream (or to dream) of a perfect plan.
"What of Princess Cadence?" the red robot asked of the third princess, unintentionally giving info to his creator.
"She was my foalsitter." Twilight said.
"A babysitter in your words. She's been raising me since I was a filly." Twilight smiled gleefully. She went on to current events. "It is so very recent that she and my brother, Shining Armor, hold prestige over the Crystal Empire."
"Well it's no wonder why she has close connections to the princesses!" Eggman blurted out. This Twilight was chosen to be a diplomat for a good reason. With Eggman's confirmation of peace, the diplomacy will insure good relations between ‘Eggman Enterprises’ and the princesses...so far according to the Doctor's plans.
"But the Crystal Empire, as in a whole land of crystals?" Gamma reaffirms the Crystal regime's description, upon which Rarity, who is a lot like Rouge for her obsession with diamonds, began describing the land as a whole too priceless, even for her.
"Even the ponies have crystals for their hide." She would brag.
"Interesting." Eggman mumbled. "With the Empire, I may be able to mass produce the Chaos Gems. But if I were to mine there, I couldn't go through without scrutiny." And this is not what he wants at the moment. He needs to maintain a good impression in front of the ponies, but at the same time he wants to go through with his operations without arousing suspicion of his real schemes.
"But I do find my own crystals." the unicorn with a certain bat's trait generously brought up a map. She pined where Gamma's former masters are settled in the Everfree Forest; she also pointed Ponyville their home, Canterlot as the capital, the Crystal Empire in the north, Appleloosa in the south, Cloudsdale in the sky, and other distant parts of Equestria. "The diamonds I found are somewhere around the outskirts of Ponyville." Gamma analyzes the map, and Eggman would copy the schematics from the robot's view to make his own atlas of this world. "Though do be careful venturing over there, it's filled with a pack of ruffians over." Rarity experienced.
"Ruffians. Beings engaged in violent, criminal banditry." Gamma defines from his own dictionary.
"The Diamond Dogs weren't exactly bloodthirsty violent per se, but they did tried to force me to do their dirty work in finding more gems for them."
"Diamond Dogs. A canine mammal with quadruped features that barks?"
"They were standing on two legs, and they talk like the rest of us; albeit unintelligent if you ask me."
Eggman saw this as a perfect opportunity to mine for raw minerals to further produce more Chaos Gems. And since nopony particularly owns the place, "I can't believe I've caught up with their terminology," this should be a piece of cake. Eggman then grabbed a nearby mic connected to the Egg Carrier's comlink.
"Cubot! Orbot!" He yells. "You have a mission!" The robots were in the repair station after receiving damages from the government turncoat, which the doctor don’t mind the abuse; he does that to the duo all the time. After they were finished with repairs, they floated towards their master.
"Aw man," Cubot complained. "I'm gonna sound like this for the rest of my programming."
"We can't even fix your voice chip." Orbot continued. "We have to replace it, but in doing so we would have to dispose of your old body."
"No way I’ll be in the garbage chute."
"Well, your programming will be in another vessel."
"Even so, I'm not gonna look at my discarded body. It's gonna mar me forever."
"Shut up, you two!" Eggman shouted before addressing their missions. "Take a squad of Egg Pawns to these coordinates." He digitally shows a holographic map of Equestria, with the Everfree as their base and their mission outside of Ponyville.
"But the Egg Pawns are still doing construction work with your castle, sir!" Cubot needlessly reminded.
"Then built more in the Assembly lines!"
"What about Mephiles?" Orbot raised his hand. "Will he accompany us?"
"No, he's busy taming the animals. Now get going!" The robotic duo ran off.
Mephiles is indeed busy in maintaining control over the feral beasts of the Everfree. Some were defiant in their cages. One in particular spoke in common language.
"Oh-oh-oh!" A purple sea serpent with an orange mustache cried out from being electrocuted by tasers in his confinement. "Why are you doing this to me?!"
"You are a monster.” Mephiles coldly retorted to the crying beast. “And an animal that needs to be put in their place like the rest of them."
"Please, I have a name! It's Stephen Magnet, and I wouldn't hurt anyone." he flamboyantly tries to talk his way out. "Unlike some of my peers here." He points to the wild creatures of the Everfree trying to break their cages only to be shocked by taser staves.
"Okay then, Stephen Magnet." Mephiles picks up a bazooka from the Eggman Arsenal. "Do shut up,” and fired a rocket at the sea serpent’s face, knocking him out cold and covering him with shrapnel.
Cubot and Orbot led on with a squad assembly equipped with mining tools outside the rocky fields of Ponyville. There the two would act as managers for the workers, even though there was no need for one as they're all tireless machines. The Egg Pawns do all their work in digging, picking, and constructing a mining network of gems. The one of the robotic duo decided to relax either from being unlikely exhausted, tired from being abusively ordered, or simply lazy.
"Finally,” Cubot sitting a on a beach chair with a generic Egg Pawn fanning him. “A job where we get to be the boss."
"You know. Robots don't exactly feel tired." Orbot spouted.
"Ah who cares," his co-worker responded. "At least we get to watch them work while we relax."
"But what exactly is the purpose for that?"
"We're robots. We don't exactly have neurotransmitter like organics, so how can we feel?" the orbed-robot’s statement is then brushed off by his cubed-friend. Their mission is to make sure things go unnoticed by the native population of ponies. Fortunately, they weren't witnessed by any horses; unfortunately, their operation is being still watched.
"Hey, it looks like they're uncovering a pyramid here." Spot, the smallest of the Diamond Dogs, noted their excavation looks almost like an archeological site.
"Maybe we should ask these trespassers to do the digging for us instead of the 'ponies.'" Fido, the biggest of the trio, shuttered outloud while remembering a bad experience with a whining unicorn.
"Quiet, you two!" their leader, Rover, commanded with a voice that sounds like a centuries old hobbit obsessing over a ring. At first he was thinking about using these strange orange cretins to do work for them, but Rover is a leader for a good reason. "If this keeps up," from looking at invaders’ work done without any signs of fatigue. "They might end up digging too deep underground.”
"That's good, right boss?" said one of Rover's two underlings.
"No, because that's where our stash is!" He frustrated explained to his dimwitted followers.
"You mean our savings back at Dimonda?" their hometown, even though they were banished for their aggressive and petty approach to collecting diamonds.
"No, not that, you nincompoop! Our underground treasure!"
"Ohhh!" their incessant yellings caught the attention of the robotic managers.
"Say, Cubot did you hear that?"
"Ah it's probably just the wind."
"Hmm, I don't recall the air screaming."
"Yeah, it's totally just the wind." Cubot said unconvincingly. An Egg Pawn, the one doing the fanning, hands a pickaxe to his manager. Cubot grabs the mining tool and throws it at a random bush. Crying was then heard. "Yup, that's how the wind sounds like." Cubot concluded.
"We’re under attack!" said the noise. Orbot ignored his co-robot’s ignorant apathy and rushed with a few bodyguards. His thermo-vision spotted three lifeforms. But by the time they reached the vegetation, they see nothing but massive amounts of dug-up dirt. He could still mark their signs from above, but these lifeforms are moving at a faster rate underground. Behind him, Orbot could hear clunks of steel falling to the ground.
The Diamond Dogs have no choice. They were spotted and now they have to fight for their ground. Maneuvering from under the dirt, the Dogs used their tactics to disorient these egg-shaped, orange-armored intruders. None of the armored were able to keep track of their attacks, nor could they fight back. Fido pulled off one of the being’s leg too hard.
“Holy jeez!” Spot shouted at his bigger comrade. “Did you just amputate its limb?!”
“Huh?” Fido looked at what he’s holding. “Woah! I grabbed its leg!” They were scared that they may have killed off one of the being by removing one of their legs and may cause it to bleed to death. The Diamond Dogs were thieving scavengers, but not killers. Strange that the leg Fido pulled is displaying no blood and bones. Their leader, Rover, took a note of the enemy traits and plans to experiment it himself.
“Hey, you!” he shouted at one of the orange armored before going down through his hole. The being went up close and Rover pushed it from behind to make it fall into his trap. When it lands at the bottom, it broke into pieces with no blood or vital organs. “What are these things?” Rover looked up close, seeing bits of metal and other things unknown to Diamond Dog knowledge. “Spot, call for reinforcements! This is war.” The smallest Diamond Dog dispatched for more guards of their band. Even though they were outnumbered from 100s to 10, they had to fight back regardless of whether or not they’re killing these…things.
“Oh no! What do I do?” Cubot panicked at the sudden disappearance and dismemberment of their workers.
“You are our boss,” said the fanning Egg Pawn.
“Well I don’t like this job! I quit!”
“I thought you may say that.” Eggman said through Cubot’s intercom in his system.
“Doc! If you were here all along, why didn’t you help out?!”
“I was hoping you bots are competent enough against these dogs.” Eggman noted of the Rarity’s description of these bandits. “But nevermind that, I’ve already send in a detachment team; should things go wrong.” Cubot looked up and see a black robot with claws and the label 101 hovering above them.
“How’s he gonna help us?” Cubot remembering data files of the unit E-101 Beta mkII.
“He won’t. He’s only there to provide backup support for my additional troops underground.” Eggman stated to Cubot oblivious of their enemy. The doctor didn’t bother telling them of the bandits, since they were to just cannon fodder for the attacking defender. They fulfilled their purpose, which to give out enemy formations for the doctor to exploit.
Things were going well for the Diamond Dog trio. None of these armored beings were fighting back, or too slow to even respond. They attack at a much faster rate with seven more of their guards arriving to push back the enemy, with hopes that the invading forces would leave this field for the Diamond Dogs. Spot, having already called for reinforcements, wanted in their action, but then he began hearing noises in their underground territory.
“Hey boss, what’s that sound?” Rover ignored him to continue with their fighting. Spot took it upon himself to look further through their hallways. Looking deeper, he could see a vehicle with a drill and three more armored beings. The driver has a metal head, red eyes, red lower body, and white gloves. One is blue with dreadlock hairs, a yellow muzzle and gloves, and red eyes. The last figure is silver and bulky with yellow bug-like eyes.
“Boss!” Spot shouted in fear. Only Fido was close enough to hear the cry.
“We’re under attack!” Fido called for the other fighting above in hopes of them joining his and Spot’s fight.
The Eggrobo drives the Egg Drill to intimidate the defending forces. Mecha Knuckles and Silver Sonic mkII were brought along. The smallest of the dogs thought he would be a match against the echidna figure of his size, but then he receives a hard punch from it that sends him above the ground.
“Spot!” The biggest cried out for his companion and fights the silver to avenge him. Sadly, he knows nothing of what his opponent can do.
Silver Sonic fires his gun-barreled fingers at the large beast, to which the creature writhed in pain.
“What kind of weapons is he using?” the big dog feels heavily wounded from an un-seeable weapon. Bullets are not often used in Equestria, nor were they as advanced as human guns.
“Analyzing.” Silver Sonic mkII scanned. “Opposition holds little to no knowledge of gunnery. Victory is assured at 100%.” It rolls into a buzz saw to tackle the large dog. The creature is terrified from the blades of the being. He covered his eyes. When he slightly opens his eyes, he thankfully wasn’t sliced in half, but rather got a kick to the chin that sends him flying to the surface ground.
“Oh what are you guys going on about?” Rover came back down with 7 guards to finally take note of the underground attackers. “Charge!” He commanded guards armed with plate armor and spears.
The Eggrobo rushed in with the Egg Drill vehicle to run over one and used the drill from the front to skewer the armor of another. From that point on, the other five guard Dogs began to hesitate of their charge and broke away to the hallway sides. Luckily the vehicle passes by their evasion; to their dismay, the driver made a quick U-turn and fired the drill as a projectile. The dogs panicked and ran off instead of cowering by the hallway sides. In response of their shattered teamwork, Mecha Knuckles and Silver Sonic made short work of sending them flying above ground.
“Stay back! Stay back!” Rover is now surrounded by these armored beings and begs for mercy.
“Setting ammunition to non-lethal,” stated the silver one. Rover was relieved to hear ‘non-lethal’ but not sure of the word ‘ammunition.’ The bulky silver then launched a grappling wire from his finger to wrap the leader. He spins into buzzsaw, terrifying Rover.
“What happened to non-lethal?!” He wasn’t pulled in and shredded into ribbons, but the silver being buzzed through ground for the surface; bringing the bandit chief along with him. When it reached the top, the silver threw the leader up in the air. “Help me!” he cried hopelessly until he was caught by another armored being, one colored black with large two claws, labeled 101, and flying. “Hey put me back down!” He shouted at the black machine when they’ve gotten too high in the air.
“Inferior fleshing,” it stated. “You do not have command over me.” It then throws down Rover hard on the ground, right next to the rest of his injured brethren. They are all rounded up and surrounded by the orange armors and their weapons.
“So doc, what we do now,” the cubic robot went up in front of the troops. “Shall we begin the execution?” The conscious are living in terror from that command phrase.
“Woah, Cubot,” his circular companion came up to him. “When did you become extreme?”
“What?” Cubot seemingly sounds less harmful and back to his casual self. “Isn’t that what they say in the video games?”
“There will be no executions.” The doctor said outloud. “Take the prisoners back to base for interrogation and experimentation.”
“Today’s your lucky day,” Cubot said cheeringly to the injured dogs. “You get live…for experimentation.”
“We know! We’ve heard,” cried the leading figure of the Diamond Dogs.
“Silence, meatbag.” E-101 floated down to approach the leader and knocking him out cold throughout his captivity.