[Streak the Blue Racer]

Eh, if more people are interested in this, I'll consider working on this more. It's only four chapters long, and I'm posting two chapters because the first one is really short.

It is year zero. Do you hear me? This is year zero. This is the beginning...of the end.

Dr. Eggman has survived the bombing. The bombing that we were told would defeat him. It never did. Instead, it defeated...us. Look at the bastard now. He could go ahead and create his empire with his robots. He would be just fine as long as he finds out a way to make himself live forever. We're the ones suffering. There is no hope. No hope! We have dug ourselves in this hole. This is our own damn fault. We should've known the consequences.

He has already taken over the other parts of the planet. Station Square is very close to being conquered. Simply because of our stupid mistake. As I said before, there is really no hope. There is no God. If there was, this would've never happened.

Maybe there is some hope left. Maybe, there is some kind of hero out there. That's the only thing we can believe in. Not in some fairy up in the sky where we call him just god with a capital g. Maybe there is something out there. We surely have no choice but to believe in something. It's a survival instinct. A survival instinct of the most desperate.

I don't know what else to say. This is what happened to us. Please, understand this transmission and get help. Immediately. They're coming, for us. They're coming.

The animal turned the transmission off, wanting to get more sleep. He had enough.

Chapter Deus

He woke up with a shock. He saw himself lying on a thin hospital bed, with many shadows all staring at him, with many colorful wires going through his body. What was going on? He remembered blacking out, then a blinding light, then he blacked out again. The shadows seemed to stop moving, as their glassy eyes inspected him.

He now realized where he was.

In a lab. These were scientists. He saw surgical instruments on his right, and what seemed to be a container full of microchips on his left. They were experimenting on him.

He did not appreciate this one bit.

“Excuse me, but…welcome to the great and upcoming empire that is Dr. Robotnik’s! You will serve your new ruler very soon. We just need to sedate you some more…”

“That won’t be necessary,” he said.

“Oh, but it is! Unless you want us to vivisect you, which we would have to deal with you screaming and…”

“Hey, do you know why this is not necessary?”

The shadow paused, and then he realized what he was saying. “Guards!”

His fur was growing. Larger, thicker, and darker in color. His teeth were becoming fangs. He bellowed vehemently, as his pupils became smaller, his arms were shaking rapidly and dark blue fur instantaneously sprouted from them, his fingers becoming sharp and long. His quills grew, navy blue with white tips. As his transformation was complete, his howl echoed throughout the hallways, spreading dread in the scientists. He ripped and tore off all the wires with what seemed to be no problem whatsoever.

As one slammed his palm on a red button, the beast rammed his fist into him, making him collide with the wall, blood seeping from his head. An alarm sounded off, but it didn’t matter to him. He would kill every single one of these bastards for experimenting on him. They can keep on coming for all he cared.

He lifted one of his claws above his head and slashed at another one, his nails now covered in blood, the man stumbling and falling to the floor. Another one, preparing to tranquilize him was soon met with the hallway walls, as he sent him flying with his fist that seemed to stretch. As the scientists quickly fell before him, he heard the guard sentry robots approaching. “That’s enough fun for one day,” he said. “It’s time to get the hell out of here.”

The beast began to sprint as quickly as he could with his four legs. As another man handled a needle with sedatives, he could only stand there, flinching when the beast snarled at him and flew past him, a torrent of wind hitting his face. The guard sentries dashed to catch up with the monster, cocking their guns and aiming them at the monster. They began to shoot, red lasers flying towards him.

He leaped towards the wall and kicked it, attempting to avoid as many lasers as he could. As he continued to run, many of the lasers were missing their target. It was like as if the sentries were blind. The beast gave a sinister laugh as they struggled to shoot him.

There were other experiments in the lab as well. He knew while everyone was attacking him, he might as well save a few other ones. He felt that it was his duty.

He destroyed the lab door, now becoming pieces. He was met with more scientists, who began to speak quietly. “This is bad. Very bad. One of the experiments is escaping. If we can’t subdue him, he will be impossible to catch.”

“It seems pointless, really. I say we let this one go. We can kill him later.”

The beast gave no warning. He lashed at yet another scientist, while the other one managed to run away. “Every man for himself!”

The hard floor was stained with blood as he finished tearing through the man. The beast, once it was satisfied with its bloodshed, growled as he inspected the room. There, on the bed, was a yellow two-tailed fox, also with wires attached to him, sleeping as if nothing was happening. “Hey! Hey! Wake up!” the beast roared as he shuddered the fox.

The fox managed to lift one blue eye, blink, and then unveiled both of them. The beast appeared to him as a blue blob, until the image came to focus. His eyes widened, then he spoke. “Are you going to kill me? Are you another test?”

“Kill you? No! I’m here to save you! Follow me!”

“Wait a minute, who are you? Should I even trust you?”

The beast, releasing the fox from the wires, replied, “Well, I’m no scientist, am I? Now come on, let’s get out of this joint before they do even more things to you.”

The fox, thinking this situation was peculiar, but knowing that he has always wanted to get out, slowly followed the monster.

The beast sliced another door, seeing instead of scientists, but animal organs displayed on glass cases and machine parts on desks. He was disgusted over the room, as blood was still on the floor and many bloody surgical utensils were on the desks. “Wha…what is this place?”

“Vivisection room,” the fox quietly responded. He was many steps away from the monster, but yet he knew which room he was in. “This is where they examine the animals and insert things into them. For some reason, they will keep some of their organs.”

“That’s just…awful. Why do they do this?”

“To make them into weapons. To know more about them. Know their strengths and weaknesses. I’ve seen a few animals…” he stopped. He couldn’t speak of it any longer.

“Alright, this kind of thing is making me sick. Let’s find another animal and rescue them.” Suddenly, the beast felt a searing sting. He knew exactly what this was. The robot sentries finally found him. He rotated his head, then lunged towards it.

The fox gave no emotion as he saw the monster cut a deep gash in the machine’s armor, reaching and grabbing its wires. He was too numbed by the drugs they gave him. As the machine malfunctioned, the beast gave a potent kick to its chest, knocking it to the entrance of the room. The beast gnarled, glancing back at the fox. It was a moment of deep silence before the beast nodded, then ran towards the hallway.

Another door was broken. The beast found himself to be in an even stranger room than before. It had concrete walls on all sides, and many machines transmitting messages. They seemed to be all radio transmissions and Morris code. There was only one creature in the room. A red echidna, listening to all the messages in the room.

“This is the country of Spagonia. We are in a very hazardous situation. Code red, code red, code red…our troops are dying. Repeat, dying,” he mumbled to himself, as if no one else was in the room. “We have no more reinforcements. We are on our last whim. Please send help. Send help.”

“Hey, you. Don’t repeat that stuff anymore. You’re free as long as you follow me.”

“Who are you?” he said, monotone. He flipped a channel on the machine. He didn’t turn around.

“It doesn’t matter. Let’s get out of here.” The beast grabbed a hold of the echidna’s hand, dragging him out of the room. “What is wrong with him?”

“He’s probably sedated to the point where he’s just…a zombie,” the fox replied. “There’s the exit. We’re almost there.”

Another alarm sounded off as they left the lab door. As he saw the light of the outside world, he also saw more guards and more robots. He stopped sprinting, skidding across the desert ground. As he analyzed the battlefield, his eyes shifted back to the fox. He surely couldn’t fight with this fox and echidna undefended.

“Experiment #54, stop right now if you value your life. If you go back to the lab with both Experiments #53 and 52 in tow, you will be spared.”

The beast knew he had no choice. He would have to run away.

“Okay, I guess I’ll go back to the lab. I’m sorry that I caused you this much trouble.”

The machines all lowered their guns, waiting for the beast to return to the lab.

The beast raced towards the gate, going through the crowd, and scaled it quickly, with both fox and echidna holding onto his neck. Yet another alarm shrieked throughout the land, as the beast ran towards the desert. He expected the sentries to pursue him, but he saw no sign of any of them. His ears pricked as he suddenly heard a booming voice.

“Go back to the lab before the other ones escape! It’s pointless to go after him now! We will kill him later!”

He howled into the moonlight as he raced throughout the desert, celebrating his victory.

“Well, that was too damn easy! I expected Robotnik’s lab to be more…you know. They gave up! How pathetic!” he spat.

“Robotnik? Who’s he?”

“You know. The owner of the lab. And the so-called future dictator of the world. I’m amazed that you don’t know. What’s your name, anyways?”

“Oh, me?” The beast nodded. “My parents call me Miles Prower.”

“Umm…is it okay if I call you Tails, Tails?” The beast was staring at his two tails.

“Oh…these. Yeah, that’s fine. But there is kind of a bad story about these…”

“Mutation?”

Tails nodded.

“Hey, where’s your parents? I say that you’re too young…”

“Soldiers shot them. I was kidnapped,” he coughed a few times.

“I’m…I’m sorry. I guess Robotnik is more heartless than I thought.”

“Yeah…it’s just…if you didn’t come at all, I would’ve wished that this sickness I have would kill me already…”

A long pause. The beast didn’t know what to say. A kid fox, with mutated tails, his parents were shot, and he had what seemed to be a terminal illness. It was too sad. “What about you? Who are you?”

Tails was surprised to see that he was no longer talking to a werewolf-like creature, but instead a blue, bright green-eyed hedgehog, wearing a pendant shaped like a full moon. “I’m Sonic. Sonic the hedgehog!” he said proudly.

“How…how can you…” Tails gasped, staring at him with shocked eyes.

“Oh, that. I’ll talk about it later. What about you, dude?” he asked, as he gave a small kick to the red echidna. He did not respond.

“Sonic, I think the tranquilizers got him bad. Maybe if you…” Sonic immediately grasped the echidna’s chest and lifted him in the air. “Tell me your name or else I’ll…” The echidna scowled, raising his fist. “How about I give you a knuckle sandwich?” Sonic, surprised, dropped the echidna to the ground. “Heh heh…sorry about that…”

“For your information…” the echidna still looked dazed. “I don’t have a name. Never had one. I never met my mother and father, so…”

“…So how about I call you ‘Knuckles’?”

“Call me whatever you want. I don’t care,” he said as he looked away.

“So, can I call you a douchebag if I wanted to?” Sonic grinned.

“No, you can’t call me that or else you have a problem with me. Why did you rescue us anyways, Sonic?”

“Because I have a proposal to ask for both of you,” he began. “Both of you, and I, are victims of Eggman’s rule. He was going to turn us into weapons to help serve him. I say we backfire on his plan. Robotnik is responsible for the great war on our planet. He’s also going to try to kill us, as we know secrets about his future attacks and we’re escaped prisoners. But we can stop this. I believe if everyone stands up to him, he doesn’t stand a chance. That’s why I’m starting an alliance.”

“An alliance? Sonic, we’re…too weak to stand up against Robotnik, how are we going to…”

“We don’t have much of a choice, Tails,” Knuckles remarked. “Robotnik is after us either way. If we stand together, we have a better chance of standing up to Robotnik and his forces.”

“That’s the right idea! We may be weak right now, but once we get more people to join…we can bring him down! Whaddya say, Tails?”

“Well…we really don’t have much of a choice. And because of my illness, my life is rather limited. If I can devote my life to defeating him and bringing him to justice, that will be fulfilling to me. Especially after what he did to…my parents.”

“Then it’s an alliance? We can defeat him, just you wait.” Sonic placed his hand in the air, which was followed by Tails placing his on Sonic’s, then Knuckles placing his fist on both hands.
“The Alliance has been assembled!”

Yeah, I only posted this because...I don't know. I had a parody, but turns out it's shit. I need to work on that some more. Or maybe this one. I don't know.

[Shock]

Awesome! I vote for you to continue.

[Streak the Blue Racer]

Chapter 3. I'll post chapter 4 later.

They continued to trek through the wasteland, with the small fox struggling to keep up. They didn’t know where they were going, possibly to find shelter or another one to join their alliance. “Sonic…where exactly are we going?” Tails huffed. “We just formed our alliance and that’s it. We said nothing about where we’re going.”

“Well, we’re all probably hungry from that whole lab business. We better find some food.”

“If there is any…” Tails muttered.

“Hey, with a negative attitude like that, we may never find any.” Sonic raised his hand above his eyes, in an attempt to look further into the wasteland. “So far, all I see is just sand, sand, rocks, and more sand. Well, I guess we should eat each other.”

Tails looked at Sonic, with tearful eyes. He started to whimper and face the ground, avoiding his gaze.

“Oh, I’m just kidding! We aren’t going to do that!” Sonic exclaimed.

“That’s not funny, Sonic. You really upset him,” Knuckles said as he tried to comfort Tails from his sobbing.

“Yeah well, I just tried to add a little humor into the situation. Don’t be so serious all the time and laugh a little.”

“There’s a difference between humor and trying to scare somebody. Let’s just keep on going,” Knuckles replied as he walked in front of him. Sonic’s only response was to growl irritably and resume walking with the two.

“Sonic…you never told me on how you’re able to…you know, turn into that thing.”

“Oh, that,” Sonic looked back at Tails. “I’m able to turn into a werewolf because I’m a…Lupin.”

Knuckles stopped and faced Sonic. “Lupin? Aren’t they gone now?”

“I thought my necklace would tell you I’m a part of the race, Knux. I’m the last one.”

“Yes, I didn’t realize you were a Lupin. I guess I was too drugged up.”

“What’s a…Lupin?” Tails questioned.

“A race that has the power to turn into a monster. I don’t know much about them other than that. They’re pretty mysterious.”

“Then how did you get to know them? Why would you want to be in that race?”

A long pause passed between the three of them. It was a moment before Sonic showed both of them the palm of his hand and he continued to pace. “That information is classified.”

“Wait, that’s bull…” Knuckles realized he was in Tails’ presence, so he controlled himself. “You aren’t even going to tell us?”

“Nope!” Sonic resumed to move away from him.

“Then why should we trust you? I’ve heard the Lupins were…” Sonic halted. He knew what he was going to say. “Believe me, if I was a full-blooded Lupin, I would’ve left both of you in the lab, where you will be continued to be experimented on. Do you even see the stuff they do to those animals?” Sonic didn’t even want to go back to the vision that he witnessed when he went to that room. “And I’ll have to say Knuckles, you’re pretty damn lucky that you weren’t exposed to the things Tails witnessed.”

“Who said I wasn’t? I didn’t. I’m just saying it’s hard to trust you when you won’t even tell us why you’re part of an occult race.”

“I…I didn’t even know that they were part of the occult, okay?” Sonic snapped back angrily. “I just…I don’t know.” Sonic was far away from them when he finished speaking. He did not wish to talk to them any longer.

It was around nightfall. The three of them still haven’t found anything amongst the wasteland. Tails had to sit down and try to regain his energy. He was too exhausted to go on any further. “I’m sorry Sonic…but we’ve been walking to nowhere for a while now. I need a break.” Tails’ face was red and he was panting for air.

Sonic knew that Tails would be the weakest out of all of them. He had some kind of illness that inflicted his stamina and strength. But he didn’t know which one. Maybe there was a cure for it. “Tails, do you know the name of your illness?”

“You’ve probably heard of it,” Tails replied as he glanced back at Sonic. “Leukemia. That’s what happened when they exposed me to all of those chemicals.”

“Well Tails, I think there’s medicine for that…”

Tails interrupted him. “But where are we going to find it, Sonic? This place has nothing in it. Nothing at all. I highly doubt we’ll find a hospital that will treat me, other than Robotnik’s labs, but if I go back there, I will be a weapon. There’s nothing we can do about it.” Tails held himself for warmth. It was starting to get frigid. “So I’ll be like this…unless Robotnik dies…”

“We can go to the countries that still has some civilization left, Tails,” Knuckles commented. “However, the bad news is, they are extremely far off. Right now we’re on Prison Island, which was also affected by the bomb blast. Not like this place had any life in it in the first place…”

“How do you know this stuff, Knuckles? Do you have a map in your mind or what?” Sonic snickered.

“Those transmissions I listened to offered some sort of insight to me as to what’s going on and where we’re at. We need to get out of this island, quick, because there’s nothing here. However, there are border guards who are probably looking for us. They’ll no doubt try to kill us. By the way, I’ve heard that many experiments in the lab actually gained some sort of power. I don’t think I’ve gotten anything, but…”

“You were in the Lab Room, right?” Tails inquired as he looked up at Sonic.

“I don’t know. You think I pay attention to those kinds of things? The only thing I know was that there were…” Sonic paused. He remembered the first time he woke up and got himself into this mess. There were surgical tools and…microchips. But how could they give him a microchip? Unless…“We’re…we’re not animals anymore.”

“Why would you say that…”

“Those motherfuckers went in, and made us into robots! But if this is true, then why is Tails sick with leukemia and…”

“Language, Sonic…but what makes you think…”

“I saw microchips and tools near me when I was experimented on. It’s very possible, but this may have happened to only me. If Tails was a robot, he wouldn’t…”

“I have a theory, Sonic,” Tails coughed. “I think they might’ve done something with your brain. They have already done this with several animals. Basically I’m saying that your brain is now possibly half-cybernetic. I think they did the same thing with me, because I remember being in the same room. So basically we’re…cyborgs.”

“Cyborgs, eh? At least that’s better than being a complete robot,” Sonic said. “So what, do we now have the ability to shoot laser beams out of our eyes?”

“Well, only our brain is half cybernetic. That doesn’t mean much. But we do possibly have some sort of power. Do you know what yours is, Sonic?”

“Well…when I saw them, they said something about being able to run at the speed of light. But if that’s true, I wouldn’t know how to activate it.”

Knuckles felt left out of this conversation. Although he didn’t want to be a robot, he did want some powers similar to the ones that Sonic and Tails had. Instead, he was just a receiver of random transmissions. He wasn’t sure what was the point of it all. Having an animal stuck in there, listening to nothing but random messages…it was possible that maybe they wanted him to learn about what was going on, he thought. Before he was captured, he didn’t even know that there was a war. He decided to change the subject in his mind. “How about you test this theory, Sonic?”

“Yeah, why not? I got nothing better to do other than walk through this empty wasteland anyways.”

He paused, staring off into the distance. He thought maybe if the chip was in his brain, maybe he had to think about going fast in order to do it. “Alright Tails, here’s what I think. If these chips are in our brains, then maybe if I think about it, then I’ll activate it. Does that seem to make sense?”

“Actually…” Tails pondered, holding his chin. “That does sound like it could work. That’s how most of these things work.”

“Okay…” Sonic sighed. He once again looked at the horizon. Nothing special about it, nothing special. Just think about running. Speed. Sonic closed his eyes, breathing deeply. He had to concentrate. Think about nothing else. Empty your thoughts except on speed…

The desert turned dark green. Everything seemed to pop out at him. The sky was also green, his hands were also green, everything was in shades of green. There were scrolling words everywhere he looked, giving information about his surroundings. Was this what it was like to be a robot or a cyborg? He saw Tails moving towards him…very slowly. It was like it was taking a minute just for his foot to reach the ground. He actually thought it was kind of funny, albeit creepy. Everything seemed to move so sluggishly. The birds in the sky were circling above him, flying at what seemed to be mere increments an hour.

“Sonic…are you all right?” Tails asked, concerned. He seemed to be looking at his hands very quickly, then at the sky. Too fast. Tails was going near him, until Sonic said what seemed to be gibberish. “Tailswhyareyoumovingsoslow?”

“…Wha..what?” He did not hear a single word that came out of his mouth. Tails was further confused when he suddenly saw Sonic disappear, in a flash of a second. “Sonic! Where are you?”

“He’s…off in the distance, Tails…well, Sonic is right. He can move at the speed of light if he just…thinks about it.” Knuckles jolted when suddenly Sonic’s face appeared right in front of him. Sonic seemed to spasm, then vanish all so suddenly.

Sonic wasn’t sure what was going on. He seemed to walk at a normal pace, but why was everything moving so slow? Unless…every time he thought about it, everything will linger, making him faster than light. He understood it now. Tails was speaking to him, but his mouth was moving so slowly. Sonic thought about deactivating his new function, and the colors of the world were back to normal. Tails walked towards him still gradually, but not as if his world was in slow-motion. “I’m guessing…it worked.”

Sonic smirked and formed a fist. “It worked alright! With this, we can defeat Robotnik and show him we’re not going to take it anymore!”

“Don’t get too excited, Sonic. Remember that he has more microchips, animals, and soldiers than that. He can easily make another soldier faster as you are,” Knuckles said.

“What about you, Tails? Do you know what kind of ability you have?”

“I…” Tails stumbled. “I don’t know. None of the people who worked on me ever discussed my abilities. Maybe…I don’t have any.”

“Aw come on, Tails! You’ve got to have something! Concentrate a little bit, maybe it’ll come naturally.”

“Well…alright. I’ll try it out.” Tails’ eyes narrowed, as he tried to unlock his ability. He thought about all sorts of abilities. Power, speed, invisibility…he sighed as nothing was working. He even tried to think about shooting lasers out of his eyes, as Sonic once said, believing maybe that was what he was left with. He widened his eyes and focused on Sonic, grunting and growling. “What are you doing, Tails?”

“I’m trying to…use my…power…” he panted, then sat down. “It’s useless. I don’t have an ability. I’m just…useless, like I said before.”

Sonic flashed a pointing finger towards him. “Don’t say that again, okay? You’re not useless. I’m sure you have something, maybe it’ll show up at the right time, like they usually do.”

“Are you sure? I really don’t think I have anything…nobody discussed my abilities or anything. I guess I was just that. An experiment.”

“Well Tails, we’ll find out later. For now, we got to keep on going. We also have to prepare ourselves against the border guards, if we wish to get past them,” Knuckles wryly said, as he started to move.

“Knuckles, do you know if you have any abilities?” Sonic queried, as Knuckles turned his back on him.

“Well…I hate to brag, but there’s a reason why you call me Knuckles. It’s because of…these,” he showcased his fists, which at the end of them, were two short spikes. “It may not seem like it, but if I punch hard enough, I can cause some serious damage. It’s like I already had an ability, Sonic.”

“Well, hey, the more strength we have in defeating Robotnik’s forces, the better…”

“Sonic,” Tails was pulling on his arm gently. “If we’re going to prepare ourselves to defeat the border guards, we should get some sleep, don’t you think?”

Sonic stared at Tails, with a tired look. He indeed believed it was a good idea. “Alright Tails, we’ll go to sleep. We can’t fight anybody if we’re this tired anyways. Do you agree, Knux?”

“You’re right, Tails. The fight will begin tomorrow. The first fight that some of us have to take. The first fight to…freedom. To…”

Nobody was listening to him. Sonic and Tails were immediately on their backs, trying to fall asleep. Knuckles sighed, then laid down, staring at the stars in the desolate sky.

[Shock]

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“Cyborgs, eh? At least that’s better than being a complete robot,” Sonic said. “So what, do we now have the ability to shoot laser beams out of our eyes?”

What, ultimate strength and knuckles aren't good enough?

And awesome again, post part 4 soon.

[Streak the Blue Racer]

Okay, chapter 4.

He sat there; analyzing what was going on in the war. So far, everything was going according to plan. He was creating his army that would be unstoppable, and already everyone was under his whim. People were pathetically pleading for him to stop, and that was just the beginning.

He was powerful. Like a god. Soon, this whole world will praise him. Praise him as if he was a Christian god. He was omniscient, omnipresent, and omnipotent.

Suddenly, the door opened. He was really impatient with such affairs, but this was probably important.

“Sir! We have some…bad news.”

No reply.

“Well, uh…you know some of the animals you captured? One of them you inserted your new Speed chip inside of?”

“Yes.” He was too busy seeing what was going on in the world. If this had something to do with his animal experiments, such as one of them dying, he did not care at all.

“Well…one of them escaped. And took two other experiments with him. I suspect there might be a rebellion with this one. We tried to drug him, but…”

“And why does this matter?”

“Because…this animal has this power…to turn into this beast. And he can also run at the speed of light due to the chip we installed in him…”

“So what? That animal is nothing against my forces. He can go ahead and rebel against me, but he’ll be shot down quickly. What other experiments did he bring with him?”

“Experiments #53 and 52.”

“Ha! This is something to be worried about? Experiment #53 is weak, and #52 is still nothing against me. I say that we’ll wait for them to die. Do not bother me with such trivial matters. Do this again and I will…”

The door opened again, another soldier entering. “Oh, what now?”

“We have captured an animal tribe. Turns out we found some more hedgehogs, sir.”

“Experiment on them if you must. Otherwise, this is yet another trivial matter! Do not…” The god-man suddenly saw a pink hedgehog with the soldier. She was wearing a dress, slightly torn at the bottom. She also donned a small silver necklace. She had tears in her eyes, but she attempted to not show them to the soldier or the god-man while she stared at both of them, as if waiting to be let go. He analyzed her, then realized what the prophecy said. “The pink hedgehog. Is she a princess?”

“Sir…if you don’t mind me asking, why is this…”

“I said, is she a princess!” he bellowed.

“Well…yes, in fact, she is,” the soldier stammered.

“Well, keep her. Don’t experiment on her, or anything. She’s…special.”

“But…why, sir…”

“Just do what you’re told!”

“Y-y-yes sir!” The man promptly grabbed a hold of the hedgehog’s hand and took her outside of the door. As the one soldier left, the other followed suit, and also left the god-man alone.

“If the prophecy is true…” he muttered. “If it is…then the world will be mine more quickly than I thought…”

One of the screens displayed a blue hedgehog, a red echidna, and a yellow fox moving through the sands. He immediately shut it off.

Yup, that's all I wrote for this one. Unfortunately, I don't have any more ideas for this. I like to make an outline before I work on this kind of thing, but I haven't had any ideas. I'll see if I can think of something.