The basic rule of all magic stems from one thing: the concept of Faith. In order to understand magic, you must be able to believe in it, pure and simple.
From thereon out, pure willpower and the elements around you are what bring out the best in Magic. The problem with magic is that you can only do so much with it and only if you follow it's rules...
The blue-quilled hedgehog rubbed the ridge of his black nose as he shut his green eyes. He stood in the center of a dark-painted room on a wooden floor, candles arranged in a circle. "Okay bro, you're SURE we have everything? I keep having the "bad feeling" hairs on the back of my neck goin' "woo-woo-woo"." He told his brother.
"This is gonna bring Mom back." His brother insisted. He was an tan/orange fox with a white chest, and white-tipped tails. 9 of them, in fact. "I've done all the calculations ten times over." The young fox told his brother, holding up a notepad with a pen attached to the top.
The hedgehog ruffled the hair atop his brother's head, smiling broadly. "Sorry, Miles. I just...I just want everything to be perfect, y'know?" He told the kitsune as they walked over to the edges of the room. There were rings...different-colored rings...placed within boxes at the edges of the room, all glittering like a beautiful collected rainbow. The hedgehog held one up, and it burned a blazing, passionate red in the light of the room.
"Fire." He spoke out loud. "The element of Courage."
The fox held up a ring that glittered like an emerald. "Wind, the element of Freedom."
Next the hedgehog held up a ring that was the color of steel. "Metal, the element of Loyalty."
Now the fox held up a ring that was colored as black as night. "Darkness, the element of Power."
Then the hedgehog held up a light blue ring. "Ice, element of Peace."
The fox held up a yellow ring. "Lightning, element of Hope."
A blue ring. "Water, element of Kindness."
A brown ring. "Earth, element of Fortitude."
A purple ring. "Poison, element of Cunning."
An orange ring. "Gravity, element of Friendship."
A white ring. "Light, element of Faith."
A pink ring. "Time, element of Balance."
They took all of the rings and placed them in the center of the room, in a circle. No beginning, no end. A perfect symmetry to complete the magic.
"Seems like only yesterday we were doin' this for mom, huh?" The hedgehog asked, tilting his head to the side as he looked over at his brother, who had his book of spells open and was looking over the necessary magic they needed to perform.
"Yeah, it does, doesn't it?" The fox whispered quietly, his eyes filling with memory. The hedgehog bit his lip as they stood silent for a few moments, neither one saying anything.
"Oh my." Their mother said, looking into her husband's old study, brushing some of her long, purple hair back. She adjusted the white dress she wore and tightened her yellow cloth belt. "Olgilvie Maurice, look at what you've done. Making a mess in your father's study again?" She asked. "And you've scattered rings all over the floor, too. You need to be more careful." She told him, shaking her head.
"Oh no, ma." The hedgehog insisted, shaking his head emphatically. "They're not scattered. Lookit the pattern I made and watch!" He asked. He held one hand over the star-shaped pattern of the rings. "Watch! HWAH!" He let out a cry and his hand sparkled with copper-tinted light, the same color as the rings below. They glowed brightly, and before Aleena's eyes, they had transformed into something else entirely... a small little copper statue of The hedgehog.
"Ta-daaaaa!" He proclaimed as his foxy brother walked into the room, smiling happily.
"That's Metallurgy, right?" Aleena inquired. Metallurgy was all about the study of Physical and Chemical actions of Metallic-based items. Recently it had been revealed that certain KINDS of metal had magical properties, thus Metallurgy was now primarily the study of magical metals and the actions that could be performed with them. "Did your father teach you?"
"How can we learn from somebody who's not here?" The fox commented. "We just read the books. He wrote down all the information we needed."
"It's all in the books?" Aleena asked, tilting her head slightly as she looked at some of the scattered journals.
"Should we...not have done that?" The hedgehog asked. "Did...did we mess up?"
"Not at all!" Aleena laughed, hugging the two of them tightly. "Oh, my clever, CLEVER boys! You ARE your father's sons. I'm so proud of you two!"
"Okay, let's get to it." The hedgehog told The fox as the fox headed towards the center of the room where the rings were, whilst The hedgehog grabbed a knife off of the nearby table. He picked it up, then tossed it to The fox, who caught it easily.
"Alright. First me, then you." He said, holding up his furry paw. He carefully slit open one of his fingers, allowing blood to drip down onto the space in the middle of the rings. The hedgehog stepped over to The fox, then took the knife for himself, cutting into his own finger. The blood dripped down onto the other patch of blood as they stepped out of the circular space.
"The blood we gave will contain our "memories"." The fox said. "Our experiences with mom are contained within our spiritual self, which has just had a small piece placed within the center of the ring. Now..." The fox looked through the book, then The hedgehog spoke up suddenly.
"Ooh, the candles! Did you light them all?" He asked the fox.
"I KNEW I forgot something. Good thing you remembered in time." He admitted. The hedgehog headed over to the nearby desk in the room, brushing past some old armor and picking out a small lighter from a nearby cardboard box.
Though we immersed ourselves in Metallurgy, our knowledge sadly was of no comfort when she died of an epidemic the next summer. And...well...
"Brother, let's go home." The fox told the hedgehog as they sat outside, looking at their mother's simple headstone.
The hedgehog said nothing. His eyes conveyed a deep, personal hurt. He was beyond the point of crying and had entered into some strange new area of suffering that he, as a child, had never experienced before. Neither of them were even teenagers.
"Once dad gets back home I'm sure-"
"DON'T YOU TALK ABOUT HIM!" The hedgehog almost screamed. "He ain't our dad, Miles! He couldn't even come here for Ma's funeral! That...that..."
They stayed quiet for a few minutes, simply sitting in the grass as the sun began to slowly set, casting faint shadows of the occasional tree that was scattered on the vast plains their home was built on.
"...what if we can bring her back?" Olgilvie asked, looking at the headstone of "Aleena Maurice".
"...what?" The eyes of Miles widened. "It was written in the books that only God's chosen can perform Life magic of any kind. Only THEY can bring back the dead. We're not naturals in ANY kind of magic, certainly not-"
"That's why this is gonna be our little secret." The young dibbun insisted, standing up.
"You guys okay?" A voice called out. They turned around to see a pink hedgehog with slightly less quills than Olgilvie standing there in a green dress with an orange frill at the bottom and blue shoes.
"What do you want, Amy?" Olgilvie asked.
Amy put a finger to her lip. "You know, my gramma says that every time you think of a dead person and cry, the sadder that the dead person feels in the next world."
"We're not crying! Big boys don't cry." Olgilvie said quickly. "A-And anyhow, what about YOUR parents?" He asked. "They're always out traveling somewhere, and you cry because you miss them."
"I-I don't cry!" Amy said, pouting slightly.
"Oh yeaaaah?" Olgilvie asked, sniggering.
"Oh YEAH!"
"Oh YEAH?"
"Oh YEAH!"
"Oh YEAH?"
"Oh YEAH!"
"Oh YEAH?"
"Oh YEAH!"
The two of them always had such intelligent conversations.
"Anyhow, if you don't hurry up, you're gonna miss dinner." Amy said, running off to her house.
Soon the three of them were sitting with a brown haired manx in a red tank top with a skirt to match. She wore tennis shoes or red with yellow laces, and had a yellow tie to hold back her long brown hair into a ponytail. This long-eyelashed beauty was Tiara Boobowski, who had taken up the family business of Metallurgic work after her father, Gazebo Boobowski, had died, also of the epidemic that had claimed Aleena.
"C'mon, drink up. You'll grow big and strong." Tiara laughed, picking up some of the fried green tomatoes she'd cooked up for them along with some freshly-churned milk.
"Ewwww." moaned. "I hate milk. It gives me gas."
"If you don't drink it, you'll get Vitamin D deficiency and stay short forever." Tiara commented, her light blue eyes glittering.
"Who you callin' short, ya smelly old lady?"
"I'm only 13, you stinkin' brat!" Tiara snapped back.
"They always have such intelligent conversations, don't they?" Miles asked Amy, laughing.
Olgilvie lit all of the candles that were situated around the room as Miles looked up at the enormous cross that was hanging from the top of the room, over the center of the circle. Life magic, or "Bios" as it was called, was supposed to be a gift from God itself, as was "Zoe", or Advanced Life Magic. Therefore it was wise to have the Big Guy upstairs in your corner.
"Alright. Let's begin the chant." Miles said after Olgilvie had lit all of the candles and stood by him.
"We call upon the Seven Spheres, The Seven Heavens, the Four Pillars of Light from Above to hear our prayer...Lord, thou hast been favorable unto thy land, thou has brought back..."
We believed we could do it. It had been three years since our mother died...but we were sure we could do it. We had to hone our skills under a special teacher, but we were more than willing to go through Hell itself for our mother.
"Show us thy mercy O Lord, and grant us thy salvation..."
And now...now we would see our mother's smile again.
"RIGHTEOUSNESS SHALL GO BEFORE HIM, AND SHALL SET US IN THE WAY OF HIS STEPS!" The two of them cried out as brilliant white light filled the air, the temperature of the room rising high as streaks of gold and silver flames whirled around and around the circle that the rings had formed. The blood began to sparkle with a thousand different points of light as millions of colors began to blend together before our protagonist's eyes...
"YES!" Olgilvie cheered. "Miles, it's working! Hot diggity damn, it's working!"
But then something off happened. Something very, very off. The entire room turned the color of bloody, rusted metal as a loud siren rippled through the air. Miles blinked a few times. "Something's not right. This doesn't look at all-"
Then he felt something. Or rather, nothing. As in, he could feel nothing in his hand. He looked at it to see...it was disappearing! "HOOOOLY SHIT!" He screamed as it began to dissolve away, the bloody rust beginning to spread across his hands.
"What the-" Olgilvie gasped. Suddenly he felt his own hands begin to be covered in the dark, bloody, rusted metal gunk that was filling the room. It strung like somebody was pouring burning hot salt into an open wound on his body, and he screamed and screamed in pain...but then he turned and saw his brother's tails were being drenched in the metal, along with his head. He reached out.
Miles began to howl and wail. "BROTHER! BROTHER! BRO-"
Light. Beautiful white light filled Olgilvie's vision and he saw himself standing before an enormous door with beautiful, ornate designs on the front. There were dozens of languages written on the bottom that seemed to repeat the phrase "I am All, All are One". He scratched his head, blinking a few times. "...what was...what was I doing again?" He wondered.
"Helloooooo." A voice called out.
"EEE." The blue hedgehog squeaked out, turning his body around, away from the door...looking at what appeared to be some kind of...thing made out of water. It had deeply piercing green eyes and three sharp claws for "hands", with what appeared to be some kind of brain floating above it's eyes. It had a "horn" atop it's head and two small protrusions on either side. "...who are you?"
"Ha-ha-ha-ha! Glad to hear you ask that up front, little dibbun." It said, speaking not so much with a mouth as to with it's entire self. It was like a collective force was speaking as one, and the blue hedgehog could hear it in his head and in his heart. It wasn't a...THREATENING being. In fact, it actually seemed very gentle and compassionate, a kindness in it's green eyes radiating out. "I'm what is known to you as Chaos." It explained.
Olgilvie's eyes widened. "...Chaos?" He asked. "The force itself?"
"I am more than that though." It went on simply. "I am also Order. I am the Universe. I am God. I am Truth, I am All, I am One. And..."
It pointed at him with a single claw. "I am You."
SCHA-THWOOOOOM. The door opened and Olgilvie stiffened, turning around.
"Oh little one. You were foolish. You did not know your own place. And I am sorry for what you're about to go through, but this is necessary." Chaos went on as enormous rings wrapped around the young hedgehog's body, tying him up and tugging him into the black abyss that waited within the door as he screamed and screamed and-
The power. The sheer, amazing POWER. A million different bolts of light flashed by his eyes began to wrap around his legs. The young hedgehog's screaming turned into an awed "ohhhh" and suddenly...
He was back outside the door as Chaos sat there, arms folded. "Well?" He asked, tilting his head to the side.
"...that was...I...I feel so fast...I feel faster than the wind!" The blue hedgehog realized. "But we weren't wrong about the spell! Something was missing, but it's just ahead, I KNOW it! If one peek like that could get me what it got for my legs, then...then I gotta go back in!" He said, turning around and placing his hands on the door-
Then he realized it. His hands. They were blackened and burnt and the color of rusted, bloody metal.
"That's equivalent exchange. You have the Mark from now on." Chaos told him. "You are cursed."
"...wait. Wait, hold on. What about my brother?!" Olgilvie demanded to know, turning around suddenly, eyes widening.
"...I'm afraid the little one is soon to be reunited with your mother." The watery being informed Olgilvie. "As I said, I am sorry for what you've gone through, but it's necessary. You weren't to tread in this domain."
The hedgehog felt tears spring to his eyes and he slammed his fist into the door. "NO!" he screamed. "You can't take him too! He's my only brother, he's all I've got left!" He sobbed tearfully. "...please...I'll give up my own body, let my arms or legs be torn, but please...please just...give him back." Olgilvie wept, falling to his knees and sobbing into the white abyss that was the ground.
Chaos was silent for what seemed to be a long time, but then he spoke. "...little one. Your sorrow moves me. You will get your brother back, but...there is another toll that must be taken." He explained. "I would have simply taken your hands in payment, but if you truly want him back, I'll have to take more." He explained, walking over to the young hedgehog. He held one clawed hand up, wrapping it around Olgilvie's mouth as the hedgehog felt water pour out into his body. "You'll never be able to use your arms or legs again...if these are removed from you."
Instantly rings appeared around Olgilvie's wrists and knees, and he gasped at the feeling that filled him. It was like somebody was hammering something into him. He let out a cry of pain, and then...
Miles gasped as he shot up, eyes widening. What...what was going on? What was happening? What had happened to-
He could hear his brother's horrified gasps and he turned to see what Olgilvie was staring at...and he saw, with horror, a sight he would take to his grave. It was...was it even remotely a hedgehog? It was perhaps the most horrible, foul thing he'd ever seen. The entire body seemed to be covered in some sort of pasty-white membrane of flesh with red veins running through it, and it was twitching as it lay there, it's quills falling out onto the ground. It tried to reach out to them...
And then it let out a death rattle, dying as black blood oozed out from it's mouth, it's head twisting to the side.
"...I don't...get it..." Miles whispered. "...our technique was...flawless...wasn't it?" He asked, looking over at Olgilvie, eyes widening in horror.
"It WAS flawless. But...it was us. We...we were the ones who made the mistakes." Olgilvie muttered, shaking his head. "I'm sorry I couldn't bring you back properly." He moaned.
"What do you mean?" Miles asked.
Then he looked down at his hands and saw the change that had overtaken him. Saw fur that had been replaced with seamstresses-made quilt work. Saw a small little red gem atop an antennae sticking out of his head. Saw stubby arms and legs and only TWO tails...
"...what's...happened to me?" Miles whispered, eyes widening in horror.
"...that's the only thing I could bond your soul to." Olgilvie stated, whimpering quietly as he held his head in his rusted-over hands. "A doll I found of you, one we made from Metallurgy that summer, remember?" He asked.
"...Tiara." Miles whimpered. "We gotta find Tiara."
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... "Yoooo. Still hangin' out in Central City, man?" An Armadillo asked his friend, sitting in a chair overlooking a report on a Metallurgist. He had a red shell on his black furred-body and yellow/tanned skin, with a pointed black nose and piercing blue eyes. He wore a pair of red sneakers with a single patch of white upon the top and white gloves on his hands.
"Unfortunately. Luckily I'll soon be able to go back to the Eastern Command Center at Radical Highway." His friend informed him. He was a hedgehog with black quills on his head, a red streak at the top of said quills, and a furry white patch on his chest. He had a tanned face and wore shoes that appeared to be installed with jets in them, being a mixture of red, black, yellow and white in color. He wore white gloves on his form...and rings. Rings over the gloves.
"All work and no play, huh?" Mighty the Armadillo inquired, sniggering slightly. "Hey Shadow, next time you're in Central, ask for that promotion I know you deserve."
"I just might." Shadow commented with a small smile.
"Well, if you're leavin', I gotta give this to you. The final report on that Flicky that went AWOL and turned itself into THIS." Mighty said, holding up the report, which was on a snazzy metal clipboard.
"Her name is....Gamma?" Shadow inquired. "That's hardly a male name." he mumbled, looking disturbed that somebody would turn themselves into this...this thing before him.
"That's the name she...HE'S... taken now. SERIOUS issues, I tell you." Mighty said, shaking his head. "Gamma apparently used something called "Yakin Shīru", which is practiced often in the Eastern country of Soleanna." Mighty went on.
"...Yakin Shīru..." Shadow repeated. "Interesting. Anyhow, I can't stay. I've got to investigate a one "Olgilvie Maurice". If he's good enough, he'll get into the rankings of State Metallurgist, like I am."
"Olgilvie? Heh, his parents musta HATED him to give him that name." Mighty remarked, sighing and shrugging. "Course, I changed MY name, so what have I got to complain about? How old is this Olgilvie?"
"Uh..." Shadow rubbed his chin. "They didn't say."
"Well, they'd better be careful. Entering the ranks can be Hell."
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... "What...on...Earth..." Shadow gasped in horror as he looked at the disgusting, foul mess that had been left in the room.
A bat with white fur and a tan muzzle walked in behind him, wearing a pink, heart-shaped breastplate on her body and long white gloves, with tight-fitting black pants and white boots with heart-shaped pink tips to match the breastplate she wore. Her eyes were seafoam green and she had long, dainty eyelashes. "I checked in back and nothing's HOLY SHIT." She gasped, eyes widening at the bloody mess on the ground. "...what...what the Hell happened in here?"
""Where are they?...where ARE those fools?!" Shadow hissed, eyes narrowing.
Well, it didn't take them long to find the two brothers. Shadow sat at the end of a table in Tiara's home as Olgilvie sat in a wheelchair, his brother hovering in the air nearby, head hanging dejectedly.
"This IS a surprise. I'd heard there was a brilliant Metallurgist here in this town who had the talent to be a State Metallurgist...I didn't expect him to be so young, or to be smart enough or DUMB enough to..." Shadow trailed off, sipping some coffee. "He performed a bonding of the soul and though it was imperfect, used Bios. You're more than qualified to be a State Metallurgist. I should warn you though." The black hedgehog added, looking over at the sunken face of Olgilvie. "There are...requirements."
He took another sip of the coffee. "You'll be asked to become a soldier in the event of an emergency. But you will get special privileges, have access to great research. You may even be able to find a way to get your original forms-"
Tiara slammed the coffee mug into the table. "Listen here." She said softly, but with an edge. "I went in to check in on them after Tails managed to call me on the phone. I had to drag that poor boy into a wheelchair and wheel him over here through heavy rain. I saw what they made. What was there...was NOT Life Magic. It was the work of the DEVIL!" She snarled furiously, her eyes turning to slits. "You'd have them go through that Hell again?!?"
"Here you go." Amy said as she handed Rouge some tea, then sat down on a couch with her. "...um...Colonel..."
"Call me Rouge. Rouge the Bat. Nice to meetcha, kid." She said in a distinct Cajun accent, nodding at the pink hedgehog. "...somethin' up?" She asked, looking concernedly at the girl.
"Have you ever shot anyone?" Amy wanted to know.
"...yeah." She remarked, nodding.
"I hate soldiers." Amy muttered balefully. "My mom and dad were doctors who were always being shuffled off to war, and they got killed on the battlefield because stupid soldiers have to wage stupid wars for stupid old farts who sit in their chairs while young people die off."
"It ain't fair." Rouge admitted sadly, shaking her head.
"And now you're going to take away my best friends too." Amy added, turning on Rouge.
"No. They have to decide for themselves." Rouge insisted, making Amy blink in surprise. "It's up to them to decide whether they want to keep moving forward, or just stay standing still, frozen in the headlights." She spoke quietly, looking out a nearby window. Like I had to...
"I'm not forcing them to go through any Hell. I'm offering a possibility, not demanding." Shadow told Tiara. "It's up to you." He told the blue hedgehog as Olgilvie stared out into space. If you want to get your old forms back, you've got to wade through a river of mud and grime, but it'll be worth the payoff."
"Why did you become a solider?" Amy asked Rouge the Bat, looking down at the tea in her hands.
"...well..." Rouge tilted her head to the side slightly. "You see, there's somebody I have to protect."
"We're leaving." Shadow spoke up suddenly, leaving the room that had held the two brothers and Tiara. "C'mon, let's go."
"Well, it was nice to meetcha, kid." Rouge told the pink hedgehog.
"It's Amy." Amy told her. "...and it was nice to meet you too." She added, nodding at Rouge. "You have a very pretty name. I hope we meet again."
As Shadow and Rouge headed to their car and Shadow took the wheel, driving down the dirt road and off towards the city, Rouge turned to look at him. "That kid...is he coming? I didn't hear a peep out of him."
"He looked soulless at first...but then I saw a change in his eyes." Shadow told Rouge, a big, devilish smile crossing his face. "A flame began to grow in them..."
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... "You're sure you won't regret this?" Tiara asked as she and Amy stood in front of Olgilvie, with Miles sitting in a chair nearby. A circle of rings had been placed around him, and the blue hedgehog was looking through a book of spells.
"I'm certain. I know what I'm doing." Olgilvie told them. "It's only a temporary solution, but it's needed until we get our original forms back."
"This body has no feeling. No substance." Miles mumbled, looking down at his stubby hands and legs. "...I want to be able to feel my tails again."
"...well, if you're sure." Tiara spoke softly as she slipped rings onto Miles's arms and legs. "Two in the name of the Bonds of Friendship, as strong as Gravity's pull." She called out dramatically, hands raised up. "And two for Balance, as your Timeline is made clear, and your old form's appearance returned..."
A brilliant light surrounded his body...and before their eyes, he changed. His form began to shift and blend, slowly returning to what it had been before...
Miles stood up, looking down at himself. "I...I feel like I'm wearing a mascot costume." He told them all. "But...but it looks just like how I feel inside." He said happily, tears brimming in his eyes.
"It's only a cosmetic change, remember." Tiara insisted.
"Yeah, and you need to be careful. Those rings on you are what allow you to keep your abilities, such as that form you have and...your "gift"." Amy told Olgilvie, who nodded firmly. "Just remember, I'll be here for you."
"Really?" Olgilvie asked, tilting his head to the side.
"I'm your friend." She said, putting a hand on his shoulder, making him blush slightly. Miles grinned and rubbed his chin thoughtfully as Olgilvie removed it. "H-hey! No touchy!"
"You two need to get moving." Tiara laughed, holding up some suitcases for Miles and Olgilvie. "You've got a date at Central City."
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... "You're awfully young."A man with thick blue "pince-nez" glasses over his eyes that obscured what color lay behind them said.
He sat behind a large desk as several dozen other people sat at nearby tables. There were large flags draped all around with a symbol of a giant robotic egg with a mustache all around the room, symbols of the Eggman Autocracy. The man wore a red jacket with golden pockets on the front and goggles atop his head. He also had long black pants and had a thick, reddish/brown mustache that was very long and brushy, and sticking out from underneath a red and ruddy nose.
And he was fat. I'm talkin' "Free Willy", "You have your own gravitational pull", "Needs two train rides to get on his good side" fat.
Olgilvie shrugged. "I guess." He said. "Who are you?"
"Idiot! That's Dr. Eggman, Head of the Autocracy!" A guard whispered. Shadow sat at a nearby table, calmly watching with the other Metallurgists who were there to help judge the examination of this potential new State Metallurgist.
"Oh, well, in that case..."
"So what do you use for Metallurgic work? What kind of rings will you use to demonstrate your skill?" Dr. Eggman asked, looking interested.
"Oh, I don't need any." Olgilvie clapped his hands together as the rings on his arms and legs glowed. Suddenly his entire form changed before their eyes...his quills shooting up, his eyes becoming a burning red, his body sparkling with a thousand points of light as his fur became bright yellow.
"Amazing. And he didn't even need any sort of ring design." Shadow thought to himself.
"That's really something." Dr. Eggman admitted.
"You aint' seen nothin' YET!" Olgilvie roared out, rushing around the room, FLYING through the air as wind was whipped around and around. Everyone shielded their eyes from the furious storm that the now-yellow hedgehog was kicking up, and then, suddenly, he swept right towards the good doctor himself.
And stopped, his fist inches from the doctor's face as several others pointed guns at him, frowning darkly.
"Other people might take this opportunity to assassinate you. So from now on...I'd conduct the examinations in a DIFFERENT way." Olgilvie told the autocrat, lowering his fist and standing back, his fur returning to normal, quills falling down.
Dr. Eggman clapped slowly, nodding in approval. "Not bad at all! You're very skilled indeed. I think we have a place for you in the ranks of the State Metallurgists."
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... "This is a sign that you are now an official State Metallurgist." Shadow explained, giving Olgilvie a small emerald necklace. It was a slightly dull green gem in color, but in his hands, it glowed slightly. "It's really only for show, but it will grant you the privileges and rights of a Metallurgist...heh." He smirked slightly as Olgilvie put the necklace on and he looked over a report from the Fuhrer. "Our lord, Dr. Eggman's, given you QUITE the interesting new title as a State Metallurgist."
"What?" Olgilvie asked.
"Here. Read it yourself, "Hog of the Military"." Shadow said, handing it over to the blue hedgehog as the teenager stood up from the couch he'd been sitting in at Shadow's main office in Radical Highway. The teen looked the report over.
"In the name of Dr. Ivo Robotnik of the Eggman Autocracy, I grant you the full power and privileges of being a State Metallurgist and bestow upon thee the title "Sonic"."
Sonic blinked a few times. "Sonic", eh?...I think I LIKE that." He admitted, nodding his head, a big, broad grin spreading across his face. "Wait'll Miles gets a load of this!"
OPENING CREDITS!
(Sonic looks out the window, turning his head as he sees the faint outline of his mother silhouetted against the moon, and Miles stands by his side.)
Kono omoi wo keshite shimau niwa Mada jinsei nagai desho?
Yarinokoshiteru koto Yarinaoshite mitai karaaaa!
(Now we are shown Sonic and Miles standing together as a burning fire consumes their home, and they watch the last of the timbers melt away as the title credits are shown...)
SONIC: METAL BROTHERHOOD
(A scene of Sonic clapping his hands together as burning yellow sparks rises into the air is seen)
Yume no tsuzuki Oikakete ita hazu nano ni,
Magarikunetta hosoi michi Hito ni tsumazuku...
(Now a scene of Miles, Sonic and Amy sitting together is shown, ending with Amy looking up at the moon, eyes twinkling)
Ano koro mitai ni tte Modoritai wakejanai no
Nakushite kita sora wo Sagashiteru
Wakattekuremasu you ni Gisei ni natta you na
Kanashii kao wa yamete yo!
(Now Shadow and Rouge are shown, looking over in the direction of the camera.)
Tsumi no saigo wa namida janai yo Zutto kurushiku shou tte kunda!
(Now a red echidna and an armadillo are shown standing together, looking at the camera too.)
Deguchi mienai kanjou meiru ni Dare wo matteru no?
(Now a scene of several silhouetted figures are displayed, with one turning it's head to show green eyes like those of an emerald.)
Shiroi no-to ni tsuzutta you ni Motto sunao ni hakidashitai yo!
(The figure steps forward, it's body utterly black, clenching it's fists as it and Sonic face down, and the two rush forward at each other.
(Nani kara Nogaretainda ... Genjitsu tte yatsu?)
(The two of them clash with each other as Sonic leaps into the air, holding his hands up as his body turns yellow. He slams into the ground, holding his hands forward as a ball of blue/white light forms)
Kanaeru tame ni Ikiterundatte Wasurechai sou na Yoru no manaka
Bunan ni nante Yatterarenai karaAAA ...Kaeru basho mo nai no!
(The beam of light shoots forward at the black figure, who bats it aside, then rushes forward as Sonic's body teems with bursts of power. Tiara, far away, lounging on a chair with Amy, lights a cigarette, seeing a sparkling light in the sky...a shooting star. She grins and makes a wish, seeing Sonic's face in her mind.)
Kono omoi wo keshite shimau niwa Mada jinsei nagai desho...(I'm on the way)
(Sonic and Miles now stand together as the rest of the cast is shown behind them, and the two clench their fists in front of each other, knocking them together.)
Natsukashiku naru Konna itami mo kangei jan!