Well, here it is! The story I promised Foore-Warrior and Brandy is finally here...after THREE FREAKING YEARS!!! That's honestly hard to believe, isn't it? Well, here I introduce Gryffin, and boy, has she changed from the first time I typed up a bio for her...

Anyhoo, this is going to be a long one. And I might as well warn you all that there's going to be language and (due to request) some lemon. I promise I'll warn you before it comes up.

Have fun!

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The planet of Mobus was in turmoil. For years, a war had been raging between the monarchy of King Acorn and the evil mastermind, Dr. Ivo Robotnik.

Where King Acorn had fearless followers to try and defeat Dr. Ivo, the aspiring dictator had hordes of robots that grew in numbers every day. Even the reinforcements sent to King Acorn from other planets hadn't done anything to help, and a few years ago, a super-powered squirrel from a recently destroyed planet had given his DNA to aid Dr. Robotnik in making an Ultimate Life-Form. Dr. Ivo boasted of his achievement and threatened to release his creation on the planet, but something went wrong, and the creature was locked away and never spoken of again.

Dr. Ivo had recently attacked the city of Knothole, which was a safe haven for people who were loyal to the throne, and King Acorn retaliated by sending three of his best agents to destroy the laboratory where the alleged Life-Form had been created a mere twenty years ago, a short time on Mobus. The attack was a success, and soon the three were searching the laboratory for any signs of remaining life. One of them, named Tails, was sifting curiously through some ashes when he found a small folder.

"Hey guys, look at this!" he exclaimed, holding it up. Sonic and Rotor, the other two, looked up from what they were doing, and Rotor nimbly plucked the folder from Tails's hands.

"I say, what is this?" he asked, opening it up and flipping though the pages. Sonic and Tails both peered over his shoulder as he read aloud. "The Life-Form '666-B' has displayed several signs that it attracts supernatural activity, most likely due to the Chaos Emeralds that have been fused into its body. 666 must be terminated immediatly and dissected to determine the cause of this serious flaw." Tails was staring at the paper, his jaw hanging open.

"But that means the Ultimate Life-Form wascreated...but I thought it had already been terminated! Is it still around here somewhere?"

"I don't know..." Rotor unfolded a slip of paper that was tucked away in the folder behind the others. "This looks like a DNA code. If we take this file back to Knothole, we can probably trace the creature and destroy it, if it's still around."

"Sounds like a plan," Sonic said, looking around the burnt remains of the laboratory in disgust. "I don't want another one of those thingsrunning around here. Shadow was bad enough, remember?"

"Yeah. I'm just thankful that Robo-Butt doesn't have himas help..."

"Guys," Rotor said, butting into their conversation. "We need to get back, before princess Sally has a hissy-fit and sics Antoine on us all. Come on..." They all got back in the hover craft that had taken them there and sped away.

About ten miles away, the creature in question was fleeing as if the hounds of Hell were right behind her. She would have been ashamed of the fact that she was completely naked, but she had never been allowed the luxury of clothing, so she ignored it. Her white fur was singed down to the skin, and her pointed ears were cut and bleeding. On her back, right between a pair of large, feathery wings was the serial code 666-B.

She stopped running, feeling sick and dizzy. Her stomach lurched and she threw up, spilling a stomachfull of sour juices. She wiped her mouth with a shaking hand.

"This is rediculous..." she groaned, then looked down at her body, her lips curling back in disgust. Such crude men, who ran her creator's lab, to force her to go naked! She remembered the sickening way they had all looked at her, then forced it from her mind. None of that was important now. She took a deep breath, then suddenly threw back her head and laughed, her wings beating in joy.

Most people would have found it strange, a little unclothed female cat standing in the middle of a wasteland, laughing like a madman, unless they knew what it was like to be locked up all the time to one day find themselves suddenly free. The cat was feeling intoxicated with the sudden weight of freedom, and the first thing she did was set about fashioning some decent clothing out of her magic.

After a while, she sat back and looked at her handiwork. She now had a plain white robe with black trim and a wide black sash, which she quickly donned, making sure the back was low cut enough to accomodate her large wings. As she tied her silken sash tightly around her waist, she smiled. Her creator would surely have become quite angry by now, to see her dressing up like anyone else! The nerve of her!

She even went so far as to make two holes appear in each ear, and then created two sets of wide blue hoop earrings for her to wear. She felt proud and grand as she fastened them on, then turned her pale grey eyes to the sky. She knew it would be hopeless to stay on Mobus after what all had happened, but did she really want to know what was out there? After all, hostilities often ran so deep between other races that many had learned to kill without guilt, and she didn't know whether she truly was 'Ultimate' or not. If so, she was invincible. If not...well...

She pondered only for a moment, then crouched and spread her wings as wide as they would go. A few white feathers fell to the ground as she left the troubled planet behind, hoping never to return.

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What do you think, eh? Still interested? Never fret, I haven't spent three years(!) working on this for nothing. But it will be long. There's just no way around that.

Cheers!