Chara

With a sigh, Chara broke the ID in Micro’s lab. It was weird not seeing clones working around her. Ever since the larger lab was set up in Sanctuary, Micro didn’t risk having clones work here in the house. She had received a brief message from him assuring her that he wasn’t doing any self experimentation like the Blacklight fiasco.

I can’t tell you what I’m up to for specific reasons I will explain later. Everything will be explained.

That had her worried. She knew she should trust him, but…

As she looked around the room, she saw the dream machine Micro made and smiled.

‘Just because Micro isn’t here...doesn’t mean I can’t have fun. I wonder if Scoots would like a visit.’

She grinned and lied down in the chair.

“Hola chica,” Sombra 's voice was heard. “Where’s jefe?”

“Busy apparently,” Chara said. “Now how does this thing work?”

After a brief walkthrough from Sombra, Chara found herself in the dreamscape. Looking down, she raised an eyebrow.

“Why am I dressed like this?” She asked Sombra. She was wearing a red bikini top and a pair of checkered short shorts.

“You said you wanted to visit Scootaloo’s dream and since she is usually dreaming of racing, I figured one of those flag girls would be a good costume for you. Better than when I brought Perl in naked. Your brother loved that.”

Chara shivered a little.

“Did not need to know he saw her like that,” she said before making her way to the door marked Scootaloo. As she opened the door she was prepared to flaunt it. “Hey Scoots. Ready to-THE FUCK!?”

The dream was pretty much on fire. The motocross track was surrounded by lava and a bunch of motorcycles were racing around it with no one on them. Scootaloo was slicing one of the bikes to pieces before vanishing in a swirl of petals across the central pit of lava as the other ones were about to crash into her.

“And number 4 is taken out of the race!” A gravelly voice said over the speakers. Chara looked up and saw, to her fear, Freddy Krueger in the announcer booth. “Too bad! But there is still plenty more where that came from.”

Sombra materialized next to Chara.

“That cabron!?” She said, shocked. “What the hell-”

“An attack,” Chara said as she began to glow. “Check on the others! Anyone who can get out of their dreams to help, send them!”

Sombra hesitated only a second, worried Chara might need the help now, but she knew it was best to get back up. She bolted from the dream as suddenly Chara was replaced with Bloody Heart.

Scootaloo was panting as the other motorcycles roared across the track toward her. She was just getting ready to make another semblance dash when suddenly a borderline forest of bones shot up around the machines.

“What the-!” Freddy said as a trident tore through the announcer booth. Freddy was carried out of the booth and into the woods near the track.

“Get away from my piece of ass bitch!” A devilish cackle said. Scootaloo turned and saw Bloody Heart stepping across a bone bridge over the lava pit. Scoots chuckled nervously.

“Oh...thanks bloody…” She knew how sadistic Bloody could get. The goddess form of Chara just smiled and grabbed Scoots by the chin.

“You can thank me later, so save that tongue for other uses.”

Scootaloo would’ve responded if not for Bloody’s eyes shooting up. Bloody turned red and blue and split apart, one side grabbing Scoots and pulling her out of the way of the trident shooting out of the ground. A geyser rose up and Freddy shot up out of the ground. Bloody growled as she reformed.

“How’s this for a wet dream!” Freddy cackled.

“Hands off my father’s trident,” Bloody said cooly.

“Oh dear,” Freddy said. “You don’t need to worry about this. I’m your daddy n-” He stopped as he heard something behind him.

Turning he saw a Gaster Blaster just as it fired a beam. Bloody caught the trident as it fell, Freddy being blasted toward the lava pit. He lands on the edge and stands.

“You’re not just a part of her dream,” Freddy said. Bloody grinned.

“No,” Bloody said. Freddy growled as a column of lava rose shot up. Scoots dashed backwards but Bloody stood her ground. The glow of the lava caused Freddy’s shadow to extend and the knife hand to shoot toward Bloody. Bloody stabbed her trident forward and pierced the shadow palm, holding him back. “You gain power from people believing in you and fearing you. That movie where you fight Jason showed you need a lot of people to give you power.”

Freddy growled, hating to be reminded of his loss against that hockey mask wearing freak.

“You know something bitch,” Freddy said. “You’re right.”

Bloody raised an eyebrow as suddenly a creaking could be heard. Bloody and Scoots both turned toward the wreckage of the motorcycles that were gathering together into a Freddy shaped robot.

“Can we get Michael Bay on this,” the robot said as it reared back a fist. Bloody raised a bone shield around her and Scoots just as she heard the door closing. She cursed as she saw Freddy ran.

“He’s after other’s dreams now isn’t he,” Scoots said as she fired shots up toward the robot’s face. Bloody didn’t have to answer, instead she just roared in anger and a huge star came down from the sky, slamming into the machine and pushing it into the lava pit. As it sank, it held a bladed thumbs up.

Micro

Panting, Micro crunched a green lollipop to dust to restore his health. He was surrounded by a practical junk yard of broken parts. He had to summon Arsene to handle the large numbers, at least without revealing any new abilities he didn’t have to. Walking to the last door, he roared in anger and brought Blood Berry down, slicing through it instantly.

“I must admit I’m impressed,” Cad Bane’s voice said. Micro looked up and saw the bounty hunter leaning on a wall. Micro’s mom was trapped behind a wall of light with a collar around her neck. He kept his emotions behind his Gamer’s Mind, though he wanted to break down when he saw the fear in her eyes.

“So...Tirek sent you then?” Micro said, not dropping his battle stance. Cad raised an ‘eyebrow’.

“You found his name. Even more intriguing. If things were different I would ask you to join me.”

“MICRO!” Software cried. Micro looked at her, and allowed a soft smile to appear.

“Don’t worry mom. I can handle myself.”

“With your abilities, perhaps,” Cad Bane said as he pulled a pair of cuffs. “These were developed by Eggman and Dr. Wily. They will lock your powers away until they are removed. Put those on, and your mother will be released.”

Software looked like she wanted to protest, but Micro spoke up first.

“And how do I know you will follow through?”

Cad smirked at Micro.

“When I make a deal, I don’t go back on it...at least as long as my rules are followed. The collar acts as a warp out of this ID. I just have to say the word and she will be released.”

Micro’s face was neutral, but inside he was analyzing the best way to proceed.

“Remove the collar and pass this to her,” Micro said, pulling a Sanctuary key from his inventory. Cad eyed him suspiciously as he laid the key on the ground and kicked it over to him.

“Why should I do that?”

“For all I know that collar will kill her if she leaves or even let you capture her again. Give her that instead and she will go to a place I know she is safe.”

Cad looked at him for a moment, before nodding.

“A fair condition. I suppose it has a word command to activate it?”

Micro nodded. Cad reached behind him and tapped a few buttons on a wall. The collar and cuffs opened on Software and a small hole opened in the forcefield. Cad tossed Micro the suppressing cuffs and passed the key through the hole. Before Micro could voice the command, Cad aimed his gun through the hole at Software’s head.

“A single sound from you before you put on those cuffs and she dies.”

Micro held his tongue. Software held the key, wishing there was something she could do, but if she even moved…

Micro clicked one of the cuffs on his wrist.

“Don’t Micro…” Software whispered, tears in her eyes. Cad pulled his gun back just a bit.

“And the other. Then you can speak.”

Micro glared at him and clicked the other cuff into place. Cad pulled his gun out of the hole and Software was crying.

“Micro!”

“Sanctuary!” Micro cried out, keeping his voice from breaking, keeping the exact part of the ID in mind. Software vanished and Cad smiled.

“I really wish things didn’t have to be this way,” Cad said. “You seem like a good kid.”

To his surprise, Micro began laughing.

Sanctuary

“MICRO!!!!” Software shrieked. She whipped her head around and saw what looked like a bar around her. Purple neon glowed.

“Relax Sparks,” a deep and velvety voice said. Software turned and saw Rodin mixing a drink behind the bar.

“Who...who are you!? And what do you mean relax!?”

Rodin just smirked as he poured a glass.

“Name’s Rodin. And don’t worry. Your kid is going to be perfectly fine.”

Micro

“What’s so funny?” Cad said, aiming his gun at Micro’s head.

“You think I didn’t see something like these coming?” Micro said, raising his cuffed hands. “I knew you had to have some way of suppressing my powers, and Eggman used something similar when fighting my friends. So...I came prepared. You see…”

Cad saw something move under Micro’s hair.

“Your cuffs may prevent me from using my abilities...but they don’t negate any already made changes.”

A hand rose up holding a Pokeball. Clicking the ball open, Micro dodged a shot as Rotom shot out and into the cuffs. They glowed orange and popped open. Cad growled as the hand shrunk back into Micro’s skull.