She crept closer to her target. Hitting him with the handle of her sword, knocking him out. “Remember, no killing,” he said for the hundredth time through a communicator.
“Alright, alright, Silver we get it, calm down, it’s not like I want to kill them, esh!” Winter hissed.
“How do we find this thing before we’re spotted?” Shadow asked.
“…Sonic will believe us when we say, ‘we’re here to save the world,’ won’t he?” Blaze more asked then answered.
Winter stopped dead in her tracks, “You’re betting our lives on Sonic believing us?!”
“The future is at stake, risks have to be taken,” Silver stated firmly.
“Yeah, I know a thing or two about risks, but if we get caught that’s the end,” Winter answered.
“Which is why one of us is going to talk to him,” Shadow said, implying that someone was him. He began to walked towards the base. She rushed up, and grabbed his arm.
“Shadow…you don’t know what they’ll do to you, if, if,” she stopped, not even wanting to think it.
“Which is why they won’t,” he answered plainly.
“How do you know?” She asked.
“Because they won’t!” He yelled.
“Thinking like that is what gets people killed!” She yelled in reply. He turned, her voice sounded different. It was filled with fear…and sadness.
“Winter, I got this, trust me,” he said softly.
“I trust you, I don’t trust the chances,” she answered, looking away.
“Come on, what are the chances of us saving the future, what are the odds of time travel?” He asked.
She sighed. “Be careful Shadow.”