First ever fanfic!!! Also, I do not own any of these characters except Mesmeros. All others belong to the SEGA Corporation. Also, they are gonna be using swordsmanship skills, not regular hand to hand. More like katana to katana. Also, there will be Sonuckles. Homophobic people leave now. BUT, it won't be lemon. One last thing, the characters ages are as follows: Sonic – 18 Knuckles – 19 Tails – 11 Mesmeros - ??? Amy – 15 and Espio – 19 (if the ages and the actual difference is off, I'm sorry, I'm only familiar with a few character's ages.)

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Chapter 1

Relevance of Boredom

Sonic was reclined in his favorite spot, the Sofa, gleefully bobbing his head to the beat of the music he was listening to on his Ipod. He had been there for the past thirty minutes, scanning through his songs, until he ended up back at track #1. He then removed the Ipod, setting it in its normal spot where he wouldn't forget it.

The boredom had followed him all day. The Ipod was his last refuge of entertainment, and even that was an exhausted option now. With nothing else to do, he headed down towards Tail's 'basement tinker town'.

"Hey Tails! I'm heading out, this boredoms killing me!" He yelled through the door, but apparently Tails didn't hear him over the loud welding noises he was making.

"Meh… Typical of tails." Sonic shrugged it off and headed through the front door.

His intentions upon leaving were simple; run about and see if anything interesting is happening. This was one of his normal remedies for a lack of things to do. The air around the city wasn't exactly fresh; he had always preferred rural areas, but after living for 3 years in this house, the city began to grow on him, especially for times like this when there's not enough electronics or magazines in the world to keep him occupied.

He started walking off in a random direction of the sidewalk, but found that walking just wasn't his style, of course. Not to mention it kept the occasional fan girl off his back. Or Amy for that matter. He zoomed through the pedestrians along the sidewalk, just slow enough to avoid colliding with one of them. But as he turned a corner, he didn't see the green hedgehog doing the same, and with an embarrassingly loud thud, he ran face first into him.

"Ouch damnit…" The green hedgehog exclaimed, rubbing his bruised cranium.

"Owww…" Sonic moaned in pain as a hot blush spread across his cheeks, seeing everyone staring and some even laughing at his run in with the other hedgehog. Upon further examination, Sonic almost mistook this new hedgehog for his old friend Manic, but there were a few differences. For one, he had a large green Mohawk that went straight up, then cascaded down over the rest of his head. His eyes were a dark blue, and always seemed to be narrowed, and his shoes had large spikes that protruded from the front, three on each shoe.

"With all the speed of yours, I'd think you'd know better than to be so reckless." The green one said, still lying on the ground.

"I don't think I was being reckless, we all make mistakes sometimes." He said as he offered him a hand up. Sonic was surprised, though, as the hedgehog swatted his hand away and stood up on his own.

"You wretch, have you forgotten the long feud between you and the Mortuus clan? I will not accept any help from the likes of you." The hedgehog spat on the ground, and gave Sonic a deathly glare.

"Whoa! Chill, dude! I don't have any idea what you're talking about! I've never even heard of your 'clan' before in my life." Sonic said, frantically trying to calm the hedgehog down.

"Of course you don't remember, you've always had that Fox do the brainwork for you. My name is Necroa Mortuus, and you'd best remember that if you know what's good for you." Sonic gave Necroa an annoyed glare.

"I'm telling you! I've never heard of your clan before, just calm down for a minute, and let me expl-" Sonic was cut off by Necroa.

"I have no time for this, much less with a walking ignorance like yourself." Necroa sped off, which surprised Sonic to see someone be able to run fast like him, but just from looking he could tell that he could outrun him easily.

Geez… who stuck a pole up his ass? Sonic thought to himself.

"Sonic!" Sonic looked up to where the familiar childish voice was coming from. Tails was coming down from atop a 3 story building, struggling to keep himself steady in the moderate breeze that was blowing through town. "Who was that guy? Wasn't that Manic?" he asked.

"Nah some guy named Necroa. If you ask me, he's lost it. He had to be all rude to me saying there was some blood feud between me and his clan." Sonic explained.

"Really?" tails eyes widened. "What was his clan's name?" He questioned.

"Mortuus or something creepy like that." Sonic shrugged and began walking with no real destination, Tails following.

"Sonic, you're not gonna want to hear this but…" Tails paused for a moment, a concerned look on his face. "That clan actually does have something against your family, it's not just him. They were known to practice dark arts and necromancy rituals using the power of chaos emeralds, and stranger yet, they once had a successful experiment. They named it 'The Eviscerater', and with it they wiped out 5 of the old world clans, leaving only two more remaining, the Magicka and the Trancsest. I'd try to avoid him, if at all possible. For all we know, he could be planning." Tails lectured.

"Hmm. They sound like a bunch of nut-cases to me." Sonic chuckled, and then noticed a low rumble in his stomach. Looking around, he spotted a 'Sonic' and began heading in that direction. (((A.N.: For those who don't know there actually IS a fast food place named sonic. Has nothing to do with the blue blur, but since their specialty is chili dogs you'd think they would.)))

He sat down at an outdoor table, and pressed a button on the sign with the menu on it. After ordering, he turned to Tails. "You're not eating?" he asked, not really concerned but a little surprised.

"Nah I ate at home. I've been working on this new machine that's supposed to…" Sonic rolled his eyes as tails blathered on about mechanics, physics, and a whole manner of other sciences that were somehow related to this device he was creating.

The lady walked out of the door, handing sonic a bag full of fresh food. He pulled out his wallet (from his shoe, honestly, where else would he keep it?) and paid for the meal, then tipped the waitress. From the bag, and to Tails befuddlement, he pulled out three extra long chilidogs and a serving of chili cheese fries.

"Sonic, you are SO gaining ten pounds from that." Tails said, wide eyed. They widened even more when he saw him scarf down a chilidog in less than 15 seconds.

"I'll feel bad about it later. Right now I'm hungry."

In just a few minutes, he had finished the entire meal.

"If you get sick from eating that fast I wont feel sorry." Tails told him as they got up.

Sonic shrugged with a smile, and then said "Let's head home. There's bound to be something good on T.V. by now."

"Yeah, and I've got to finish my machines."

From atop a building, a figure was looking down at them, though they didn't notice her.

"Fool. He has no idea what he's found his way into." She said to herself. She left the rooftop, heading in the direction of a dark, gaunt housing complex.

((And I think I shall end it with a half-cliffhanger, I feel this chapter has gone on long enough. I also forgot to credit Aeyvi Allen Poe with the inspiration for this story, I loved punch drunk love. And hurry and update it for god's sake! Give us chapter 9!))