I have finally done it. I have conceived a concept where the two more horrifying things in the Sonic Fandom are gonna meet, head to head, for the first time ever. I would talk more...but they dont want me to.
I would tell them to get lost, but that would be considered suicide. So I...um 'agreed' to let them stay.
Help me please!
*static*
PS: Flames will be deleted.
Another storm was brewing just mere miles away from the heavily populated city of Station Square. Many knew it was that time of the year when storms and bad weather came around like nobody's business. The damage from the last storm alone was off that charts, but it was not merely physical damage we're talking about here. A few unfortunate souls had the misfortune of finding a cd, one that contained a file simply labeled as .EXE….
They were wise enough to discard of the disc the first chance they got, however they should've been careful on where they got rid of it. A mere few hours after they thought it was out of their lives, a cold black SUV pulled up.
"Disc retrieval in process." The G.U.N solider said stepping out of the driver seat.
"Roger that. That disc is of top importance! Do not let any harm come to it!" The G.U.N Commander said into the soldier's earpiece.
"Copy that." Making sure there were no eye witnesses in the surrounding area, he quickly walked into the landfill to retrieve the disc Sonic and friends were sure in a hurry to get rid of. After scouring the landfill for half an hour, he located the disc buried in a box of moldy hotdog buns.
"The disc has been located. Returning back to base."
"Roger. Over and out." The Commander said. The solider returned to his SUV and began to make his return to G.U.N base, hoping to make it before the storm arrived.
At another G.U.N base located hundreds of miles away right on the city limits of Capital City, the weather was perfectly fine and clear. Tonight the base only had one night guard, and the three member cleaning crew, who were hard at work tidying the place up. One crew member for the night was a Werehog by the name of Nate. His 6'4 frame clashed with his janitor jumpsuit. While he was busying mopping the floor around the filing cabinets his co-workers and good friends, Slick the Wolf and Scorch the Hedgehog, were trying to figure out where to dispose of the growing pile of junk that they had upon them.
"How are you guys holding up?" Nate asked.
"Living the dream." Scorch said sarcastically.
"Took the words out of my mouth. You?" Slick asked Nate.
"Holding up. Almost done?"
"You stick to your job and we'll keep to ours." Slick said. The red hedgehog had wandered off to the storage closest for whatever reasons. Something big and bulky covered in a sickly green dust covered tarp caught his eye. His curiosity caught the best of him, so mere moments later he was pulling the tarp off, scattering the dust to the floor.
"Great, more work." He said to himself, till he saw what was covered. "Hey guys! Come look at this!" The other two janitors found their way over to the red hedgehog, who had discovered that the thing under the tarp was a very old and worn down phonograph.
"Now what would this be doing in a top secret military base?" Slick asked. Nate found a pile of cracked records behind the machine.
"Let's play some tunes." The Werehog suggested, winding the phonograph and placing a record on it.
"Can you feel the sunshine?
Does it brighten up your day?
Don't you feel that sometimes
You just need to run away?"
Scorch found the song just a tad bit creepy, while Slick began snapping his fingers.
"Not bad. Pretty catchy tune." He said bobbing his head slightly.
"Come on guys, we're almost done for the night." Nate said, leaving the phonograph playing. Seeing as they were among the only souls in the base, there was no noise to drown out the sound of the sound, allowing it to sound off, echo down the empty hallways and corridors…even to a closed off sector. Sitting on a lone shelf sat something….resting, and the music was waking it up…..
Back at Station Square the storm had arrive full force, bringing a curtain of pouring rain and fierce wind. The G.U.N Solider had arrived with the disc in tow, delivering it to his Commanding Officer.
"Good work, return to your post." The solider saluted, then marched off. The Commander handed the disc to his lead scientist. "I want the file on this disc studied. If we could locate the central program coding on it, and discover how it works, we could use that coding for great uses, channel it and boost our defenses." The scientist nodded, then inserted the disc into the control panel.
"Project file onto the screen." He said through the intercom to the room below. One of his interns activated the file. "I say Commander that looks very similar to that blue hedgehog fellow."
"I would like to know why." The Commander said.
At Capital City the cleaning crew had finished their work for the night, and were in the process of locking up for the night. No sooner than they got to the front door, Scorch realized something.
"Hang on….crap forgot my keys. I'll catch up with you guys tomorrow." He said.
"Okay." Nate said.
"See you man." Slick said. The red hedgehog pulled out a flashlight, and wandered back into the dark military base. If he remembered correctly, the night guard was somewhere on the 3rd floor, so he wasn't gonna run into him. His keys would be in his work locker, so he began to pick up his post to get their faster. He didn't know why, but he couldn't shake the feeling he was being watched.
The storm was beginning to do a real number on Station Square. Windows were being blown out and shattered, thick branches were snapping of trees like that were measly little twigs, and for some houses the whole roof was being blown off. At the base the scientist were hard at work trying to unlock the secret of this file. Multiple times now it simply played the same disturbing video over and over.
"How's progress coming along?" The Commander asked.
"We may have made a pinpoint on the source coding." The scientist said pointing to the jam of numbers and words in front of him. "It's very complex, but whoever designed it clearly didn't want it to be tampered with. We even found a message, warning us from tampering with it."
"I want the main code by dawn." The Commander ordered.
"Very well. According to his data, we should have it any moment." Then the power began to flicker. "Hmm, you there, go see if the backup generators up functional." The scientist said to his assistant. "Commander if we lose power we lose all this work."
"I'm very well aware of that." The power flickered again.
"Sir! We may have found it!"
"Pull it up!" The Commander ordered. A scientist pulled up a confusing code to the main screen. Interesting enough the video kept going on behind it.
"Excellent work every…." At that very moment a stray bolt of lightning struck the base, taking out the power.
Scorch located the Janitor offices where his locker was. During the entire way here he couldn't shake the feeling he was being followed, or at least being watched.
"Hello?" He called out, turning to look behind him, seeing no one. "Just get your keys and get out of him." He told himself softly. He put in the combo to open his locker, when he heard a high pitched laughter echoing through out the hallways. "Who's there?!" Scorch called out. "Okay screw the keys I'm walking home." He quickly left the room, but no sooner than he left the door he bumped into someone. Screaming, he tried blinding whoever it was with his light.
"Scorch jeez take it easy man!" Nate said rubbing his eyes.
"Nate...what are you doing here?"
"You were taking awhile so I came to see what was holding you up."
"You didnt by chance hear laughter did you?"
"No." Scorch could feel the goosebumps rising on his arm. "Just go get your keys and come on." Nate said pushing Scorch back into the Janitor office. Scorch was thinking hard.
"Okay, take it easy Scorch, you worked to hard today. Now your beginning to hear things." He said to himself. Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he walked back over, and unlocked his locker. Right as he was closing it, he heard the squeak of the office door opening. He was ready to call out to Nate to tell him dont rush him...til he heard a distorted voice sing softly
"CaN yOu FeEl ThE sUnShInE?"Scorch opened his mouth and screamed.
The G.U.N base lost power for a span of twenty seconds, not a long time, but it was too long for the Commander.
"Get the power back on!" He ordered, rushing back up to the Control Room to see what was damaged by the power outage.
"Sir the generators been blown!" A solider said over the ear mics.
"Get the backup ready to run." The Commander ordered as he tried flicking several switches to get power running. A brief moment later, the sound of machinery running filled then air, followed by the lights returning. "What's been damaged?"
"Everything seems to be in order sir!" A scientist yelled up.
"What about the code?"
"Hang on...that cant be right, it just vanished."
"Get the file back up!" The scientist rebooted the file, but when the giant monitor flickered back to life, it was stuck on the picture of the fox as the creature popped up multiple times. It was in a way making it look like it was staring at all in the room. The static filled the screen.
"Whats going on?" The Commander asked.
"We dont know sir!" Suddenly the giant monitor exploded.
Nate wandered off to the bathroom to let mother nature take its course. His mind was drifting off to the thought of dinner when he returned to his home. That was shattered when he heard the sound of screaming.
"Scorch?!" Nate ran back to the office, only to find it deserted. "Scorch you in here?" He called out. There were no signs of a struggle, then he heard a soft crunch. He looked down to see he had stepped of Scorch's keys. "Scorch stop playing around man!" Then his ears twitched. What was that he was hearing? Was it...music? It sounded like a very distorted version of the song from eariler. Nate backed into the hallway, to discover the sound was coming down the corridor. "Scorch is that you?" He called, for once again no answer. Now creeped out, he moved down many rooms to find it was coming from the storage closet from earlier.
"Can you feel the sunshine?
Does it brighten up your day?
Don't you feel that sometimes
You just need to run away?"
It wasnt like it was earlier. It was coming out very twisted and distorted. Ever so carefully, Nate peeked around the corner into the room...and saw Scorch standing there with his back to the door. Nate let out a sigh of relief, and entered.
"Dude where the heck have you been?" He turned Scorch around, and found to his utter more horror that the red hedgehog's eyes have been violently gouged out, and his inners were cut opened, scattered along the floor, now covered in organs and blood. Scorch's corpse collapsed to it's knees, before face-planting the floor. Nate had very quickly back up to the wall. "Oh my God...Oh my God!" He screamed at the top of his lungs, charging back into the hallway, before the horrible sound of a high pitch laughter filled the air. "Who's there?!" Nate yelled out, looking to a turn in the corridor, finding a pair a glowing red eyes peering out to him, before retreating down the hall from where it came. Nate slipped on something, landing hard on the floor. It turns out he tripped on Scorch's flashlight. Shining it down the hall, he saw what looked like a bloody drag mark.
"Where's your God now?" A scratching voice called out. Nate's heart began pounding a million times per second as he scrambled back up his feet, then running down the corridor from where he came. Turing down a hallway, he saw something dark laying on the floor. "Who's there?!" He called out, shining his light, discovering it was the night guard. Approaching slowly, he crouched down to check on him. "Hey...are you..." He turned the guard over to find his face covered in blood, his eyes ripped out and stuffed in his open mouth. Nate felt he was gonna be sick. Scrambling back to his feet, he turned and saw...a doll like creature standing mere feet in front of him. Falling backwards, the Werehog's flashlight showed this doll creature was about half his height...and covered in blood. It tilted it's head at him, before slowly smiling ever so twisted, showing its razor sharp teeth. Then it slowly began floating towards Nate, who scrambled to his feet, and ran for his life.
"FUCK! FUCK!" The werehog yelled, turning down a hallway. The doll thing turned down the hallway after him, before stopping at an open door.
"I just wanna plllaaaayyyy." It said like a child, peering in the open room. Then Nate popped up and struck the back of his head with a folded cahir, forcing it to the floor. Then Nate scrambled out the door, slamming it shut behind him, then proceeded to lock it, trapping it inside.
"Ha! I beat you!" Nate yelled as the door shook violently. Then it stopped as soon as it started. Confused beyond belief, Nate slowly pressed his ear to the door, hearing only silence from the room. He slowly unlocked the door, then opened it to find an empty room. "How...how did it?!" Nate looked up and saw to his horror the air duct vent had been yanked off the ceiling. "Shit..." He slowly back into the hallway...then felt an extreme pain in his lower stomach. Then he began tasting blood in his mouth. Slowly looking down, he found a doll hand with needle like claws had...pierced his stomach, before pulling out violently. Nate collapsed to the floor, as it floated to him, its sick twisted smile on its face. Nate could only watch in horror has it raised it's hand, and prayed it would be over soon. The sound's of horrifying screaming echoed down the corridors.
Smoke began quickly filling the air as the overhead sprinklers began pouring water down upon them. The commander was having trouble keeping a visual over his agents.
"Sound off." He ordered into the intercom. After a brief moment of silence, he ordered louder, "Sound off!" Another moment passed, forcing him to call off each agent in that room.
"Agent Red sound off."
"I'm ok sir!"
"Agent Jack sound off."
"Sounding off."
"Agent Uno sound off."
"Banged up, but ok."
"Agent Chrome." Moments passed, but the agent didn't sound off. "Chrome report." The commander ordered. Silence flooded in through the command speaker. "Chrome sound off. Sound off!" Then the screaming began.
"What is that?!" Then the sound of gun fire.
"What's going on in there?!" The commander yelled. Then a blood curdling scream rang out, followed by more gun fire.
"Chrome is down!"
"Shoot it!"
"Seize fire now!" The commander called out to no avail.
"Get it away! Get it away! NOOOOO!" More screaming and gunfire. The commander could see nothing through the camera because of the smoke.
"Get me eyes in there damn it!" He yelled.
"We lost Ace!" One agent screamed out followed by more gun fire. Then the commander heard the creepiest laugher that would haunt him the rest of his life.
"Sound off!" He yelled.
"I'm the only one left! Where is it?!" Red called out. The commander typed furiously to bring up the agent's helmet cam. Through the monitor he can see and hear how panicked the agent was, then he was violently thrown to the ground.
"No! Stay back!" Gunfire rang out, as the commander saw something approach through the smoke. It looked awfully familiar. "What….what are you?!" The agent yelled out. Static took over the monitor to the helmet cam.
"Red sound off." The commander ordered, then he saw a face on the monitor, one that would haunt him forever. Red and black eyes peered at the agent and into the cam.
"What are you?!" The agent yelled. Then 'Its' face morphed into something more horrifying and sinister than ever before, then a demonic voice answered.
"I…Am…God!" The cam went to static, before a blooding curdling scream rang out. The commander had seen enough.
"Code red! Code red! Lock down the entire base!" The familiar horrifying laugh ran out as all the monitors before him slowly turned to static as the face appeared on all of them.
"FoUnD yOu!" It said in its demonic voice.
"LOCK IT DOWN! LOCK IT ALL DOWN!"