For being a Harvard Graduate, which he brags about all the fucking time, he was kinda an idiot sometimes. It’s comical. So when you were both dispatched to a refinery to defeat a big and brainless red ring goon, you only could imagine something would go wrong.

During the fight, you were doing all the fighting while Sonar kinda just stood to the side, talking the goon’s ear off about stocks and boobs to distract him. In the end, it was a little useless. You needed him to fight beside you but he wasn’t in his monster form. And you knew he would refuse to for something so small.

Well, that was until the goon finally turned their attention to Sonar. Charging at him. Of course he wouldn’t be fast enough to run away from his massive being of muscle. Being the rehabilitated villain you were, also his teammate, you saved him from being run over.

In the process, this got you injured badly. The goon punched you in the ribs. A crack was heard from the impact. Some of your ribs were cracked. Not sure how many but it hurt bad. Now you were helplessly on the floor, holding your ribs. The goon standing only a few feet away from you. It seemed this was the end for you.

Then, the goon looked behind you in shock and annoyance. You suddenly felt a warm presence from behind you as two fur fists planted down on the ground on both sides of you. The clawed fists had bat wings sprouting out of their furry forearms. A red tie dropped down a few inches away from your face. A low growl came from above. You looked up and saw a big bat head with big ears and red eyes. Long fangs coming out of the bats pinkish snout.

It was Sonar. He finally deiced to transform and fight after forever. Though it appears he would do the protecting and fighting now.