Sonic the Hedgehog and the Space Ace Transformers - Episode VII by Space Ace Part 5 All of a sudden three familiar figures rushed into the base, that of Alicia Acorn (Anti-Sally), Miles Prower (Anti-Tails) and Buns (Anti-Bunnie) in the robotic power suit E-123 catching all of us by surprise. The former Suppression Squad warriors had alarmed-scared looks on their faces. ALICIA: Trouble! We just saw Drago Wolf and Sleuth Dog flying away from headquarters! KIMBERLY: Oh, no. Not those nWo terrorists as usual. CODY: What were they up to? MILES PROWER: Don't know but they must've been up to something no good. CHRIS: This is definitely not good. BUNS: Ace? ACE: Rangers, it's morphing time. As one the human and mutant warriors stood up and taking their morphing rings from the recharging units, slipped onto their forearm wrists and prepared to transform into their vehicle guises. Then without warning something bad happened! KIM: What's wrong with me?! RON: I-I don't feel so good. NARUTO: Feel dizzy...can't breathe... GOKU: Oh, oh... ASH: Pikacu...heeeelp! One by one the Rangers toppled to the floor and began vomiting, coughing-choking, struggling to breathe while convulsing painfully as everyone looked on in horror! ABRAHAM: What's happening to them?! IVO: They're all sick, but how-why?! EMMETT: Jumping jiggawatts! HEATHER: Even the Freedom Fighters are sick also! SALLY: No, not my warriors, eeeeeeeeee! HOPE: Amy, Bunnie, Antoine, Rouge! SHADOW: This can't be happening, this can't be happening! ACE: NOOOOOOOOO! The New World Order has attempted to assassinate us all! SONIC: Here we go again! TAILS: Argh! MILES PROWER: It has to be Sleuth and Drago, they were on a mission to kill us all. ALICIA: Aye, they will pay...grrrrrmph! SALLY: Oh, they will pay...YES! Meanwhile Dr Kintobor decided to get to the heart of the cause of the mysterious attack on the Alliance forces. IVO: I believe it must be something foul in the bottled drinks we handed out recently, hmm... Buns! BUNS: Yes, boss? IVO: Gather up the contaminated bottled drinks including those consumed so we can analyze the so- called poison that may be mixed into the substances. BUNS: Right away, boss. HEATHER: Please, we must find a cure to save Ace's friends before they die. EMMETT: Great Scott, I'll assist you, professor, in seeking an antidote. IVO: Of course, Dr Brown. I'll need your help. BUNS: 10-4! ACE: Meanwhile a select group of us will find out what the nWo are up to and why they attempted to assassinate us. SONIC: Take me with you, sir. TAILS: Me too! MILES PROWER: I volunteer also. ALICIA: And me, I want a piece of the action. HOPE: I want revenge against the Empire! SHADOW: I know Maria would want me to help others in need, therefore I shall not let her down. SALLY: Aye, with luck we shall return with a cure for this nWo poison they dare inflict upon us, oooooooooh! KIMBERLY: I think I'm healthy enough to assist as well, Ace. ACE: Roger that, 2nd in Command. Mom, Dad? EMMETT: Don't worry about us, Junior. You do what you must in saving your teammates from death's door. HEATHER: We'll hold down the fort until you return. ABRAHAM: Good luck! Returning the gesture I the greatest hero of the universe and my Autobot warriors got ready to morph. We raised our forearms into the sky and shouted out. ACE: Peterbilt 379 Semi Rig! SALLY: Peterbilt Cab-Over Semi Rig! SONIC: BigFoot Monster Truck! TAILS: Audi R8! SHADOW: Predator Monster Truck! HOPE: Ford Series 150 Truck! KIMBERLY: Jeep Wrangler Unlimited! ALICIA: Oops, guess we didn't get our magic rings ourselves, oh well... MILES PROWER: Darn it! ACE: Hold on, you two. Here, hold out your forearms... In the next instant shimmering auras formed around Anti-Sally and Anti-Tails arms to metamorphose into ring devices in seconds flat! Both former Suppression Squad mutants stared in disbelief at first before recovering quickly in time as I explained. ACE: Now quickly decide what vehicle form you want to change into, it can be either car, truck, monster truck or whatever you chose. MILES PROWER: Right, let me see... I got one! Ford Shelby GT500KR Mustang! ALICIA: Awesome, cool. Okay, my turn, ahem... Pontiac Firebird TransAm! Then I led the mini convoy out of HQ and then using the power of our rings to track the precise location or direction that Sleuth and Drago fled began driving in that direction to not only find out what the opposition was up to but bring back a cure to save our friends before all was lost forever! TO BE CONTINUED... www.geocities.com/silverstarr3224/