Jets pov

We walked into the castle with confidence. The other babylonians stared at us in disbelief but didn't try and stop us. The old man must have told them to back down. I guess he wants to see us himself.

Before we walked through the big door I turned to sonic.

"I think you should let me talk to the old man. He more likely to listen to a babylonian such as myself rather than a mobein such as yourself"

"heh good call little buddy" he ruffled my feathers "good luck in there kid. We'll be right behind you"

I nodded and walked inside "what's up old man!"

"ahh if it isn't the young leader of the babylon rogues" the elder owl smiled at me "we've been trying to get our hands on you for quite some time young man"

"Well you guys clearly weren't looking very hard" I grinned "me and my gang weren't exactly hiding"

He growled at my remark "what do you want boy? You and your flithly friends have clearly been trying to get my attention"

I chuckled "well you see we kinda need your help. I'm sure you know about the robotnic situation"

"yes. The man's a hero in my eyes. Exterminating those filthy rodents" I noticed sonic holding knuckles back in the corner of my eye. The old man's really digging his grave here!

"Well we'd like the help of your soldiers to take him down and reclaim princess Sally acones Castle"

The old man clenched his fist in anger "you expect me to stick my neck out for those rodents!"

"Well there fellow royalty so yeah" I muttered.

To my disbelief the old man pulled out a gun "don't ever compare me to those things!"

*bang*

"jet!"