Operation Revolution - ARMS

We can't do it again, we'll do it all over again

"Better risk one than six!" he hissed before giving me a hard shove out of the room.

I fell backwards, causing all my friends to tumble down fifteen feet to the story below except Twintelle, her elbows on the ledge, trying to pull herself back up.

I grabbed on after her, and onto him as well.

"No, you're coming with us! We have to get out of this TOGETHER!"

He looked behind him, the robots and Coyle getting closer, their heavy footsteps shaking the floor more and more violently.

We turned to the direction of it and paused for a couple seconds, even though we knew they were gonna crush us all if they caught us.

He sighed and looked at me.

The robots extended their ARMS.

"I'll see you again, okay?" he said softly, before pushing the two of us off.

We let out a shout upon hitting the ground, almost landing on our friends, but quickly scrambling back up to our feet, knowing we had to leave as soon as possible or it would seriously all be for nothing.

"NO!" Twintelle exclaimed as he disappeared from our sight.

I stared, not giving a reaction.

She reached her hair ARMS up, trying to reach the doorway but Spring Man grabbed her shoulder, and was about to say when we all knew trouble was coming when more footsteps getting closer were heard.

"None of us are gonna make it out here if we go back," he said to her, "I-I don't wanna lose him either, but we're only sacrificing more of us if we don't leave."

Just then, a fiery laser zipped by above our heads, as if a warning shot.

"But we're cornered!" Rhielle exclaimed, frantically turning her head, looking at the robots closing in on us, "there's no way out!"

More and more lasers started blasting, and if we didn't get away now we never will. It was also something we learned that day.

"Quick, before they see us!" Springtron hissed before opening a metal trapdoor with a ladder below it. Rhielle looked somewhat surprised that he just seemingly opened it out of nowhere, but still scurried down it first, followed by Spring Man, then me, then Mechanica, then Twintelle and finally Springtron himself, who slammed the hatchway shut.

We felt the rumbling as the robots ran past but not seeming to notice us.

There was literally no ground under the trapdoor, just an extraordinary ladder that went down and down until a landing area like, a very long way down. We were holding on it, one above the other.

I glanced around, knowing we just escaped a close call, now just wondering what disease in our right minds made us think we could get in and out the forbidden areas of ARMS Labs each in one piece. And we were proved wrong – right before we could leave.

"What is this place?" Mechanica finally asked.

"That," Springtron said, pointing down to the landing with his echo bouncing off the close walls, "is the fifteenth story. Once we get there there's a door that leads to one of the rooms in the lab, maybe we can sneak out the back door and leave through the outdoor fire escape stairs."

Rhielle, who was below everybody, obliged without a word. We then moved down it, careful to step on a rung firmly and not on someone's hand or ARM.

Not a sound was made during the entire process, and when we finally reached the bottom it felt so good to be on our feet again.