There is a human war going on, and the regular gang gets caught up in it. My first fanfic, and some events will bear resemblance to Call of Duty
The Downfall
Chapter 1: The death of a city
Knuckles looked at Station Square from the edge of Angel Island. What he saw was a city ablaze as the distant sound of artillery rang through his mind clear as a bell. 'So it has finally come down to this', thought Knuckles as the war raged below him.
Flashback to the Week Before
The sun rose at Station Square, and the the songbirds chirped their chorus as the people commuted throughout the city. Children went to school, men and women went to work and those who dwelled the city were care-free. Just as the sun broke, a distant rumble was echoing throughout Station Square. Many citizens thought of it being construction somewhere in their quiet city. The sleeping city never thought that there would be destruction instead. Seconds after the rumblings were heard, about 500 aircraft were spotted above the city. Sirens rang, but there was no defence against the ensuing pandemonium. The planes emptied their payload upon the metropolis and the buildings crumbled at the sheer might of the invading forces. The skies rained death upon Station Square until the entire infrastructure was flattened. The survivors of the onslaught were soon met by what seemed to be an earthquake. They soon found out that tanks were rolling into their homeland. They bore the markings of the Oriental Fascist Republic. Station Square had no way to prepare, and no way to defend itself. The OFR's flag been raised over what was left of the Mayor's office. Station Square was surrendered. What little resistance remained there was fighting a desperate war on their own.
Back on Angel Island Island, Knuckles felt a shiver crawl up his spine. 'What if Sonic, Cream, Tails, and Amy didn't make it out? What about Shadow and Rouge?' Knuckles cringed at the thought of losing those dear to him. He had to go and help them
Suddenly, a silver glint in the sky indicated a plane was going to come strafe him. Knuckles ducked behind a rock as a spray of bullets washed over him. Knuckles was unscathed, but there were a few close calls. 'This island is no longer safe, and neither is the Master Emerald. I will not let any harm come here.' Knuckles went to the shrine where the Master Emerald was and paused as he basked in its glory. "I'm sorry I have to do this, but this will protect you from the bombs and any thieving fascist human." mumbled Knuckles to his prized possession. Knuckles budged the emerald a little bit out of it's place on the shrine, and he felt gravity do its work on him and the island. The doomed island will sink to the bottom of the ocean, taking its prize with it. Knuckles said a final good bye as he jumped off the island, out of the frying pan and into the fire.
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